Slappy X Reader (Goosebumps)

Chapter 3: "Dummy Feelings."

"So, what happens now, duMmy?" You asked, he took awhile to respond. "... I was thinking.... maybe go to the kitchen and do something for me." Slappy said, you now didn't like the sound of this.

"Uh, no, I'm not making food for you, if you want some, make some yourself little guy. I'm not anybody's servant here." You exclaim to put some sense into him. ".... I never said I wanted food. Y/n, I just need you to go into the kitchen to do something.... okay?" He said.

"I'm not going to agree, you're a ventriloquist-" He cuts you off short,- "So? I can still be smarter than a 6th grader." He always thinks he's just better than everyone, but he beats himself for it.

"You have no idea how smart I can be yet, you don't know anything about me.... not yet." You muttered, but he overheard. "Oh no y/n, that's where you're wrong. I know you very well, and in fact, I know your mother is never here for you. Your father- he left both of you." He said with a vicious grin across his wooden face.

"How do you know all of that?! Who told you?" You answered back in defeat. He walked slowly on the hard floor, circling you.

"I told you already. I'm just smart, smarter than a 6th grader." Slappy said, laughing manically. You backed away and huffed, "You'll see. You're not as smart as me." You winked at him, making him raise a brow.

He then looked a little bit flustered and turned away. You, of course, had a perfect idea. Since it was a Friday, you could try to do something to make him believe you're smarter than him.

"Slappy.... I just realized you're like a genderbend version of me, or a boy version of me." You exclaim in glee, hoping he'd talk, in which he did.

"Ew gross, you look nothing like me!" Slappy hollered at you, and you grinned. "Yes, I know I don't. You're too ugly to look like me- right." You said, giggling while you did.

He then raise another brow. "The only thing I like about you Slappy, is your eyebrows. Their so... thick their on fleek." You told him. He then forms an angry look on his face.

"Y/n, what are you trying to do? Are you playing with me?.... " He screeched, you didn't know what to say. "Why? Am I hurting your..Dummy feelings?" You cried in a saracastic sad voice.

He then somehow teleports from the floor, to beneath your (or in front) legs. "Listen to one thing here y/n, I am just looking for a family. My father left me too, we might as well just get along." Slappy answered.

You look down at him, was he dead serious? Did he actually mean... Get along? As a brother and sister?

You chuckled at that point and fake laughed, hoping he would laugh. He didn't, he had a serious look on his face. "You're  not- you can't be serious?" You said in defeat.

"Of course I'm serious, do I not look serious to you?" Slappy sneered. You looked at his face again, he did look pretty serious. "No no, you do look serious now... " You said.

"... Can we just.... get to know eachother before becoming friends, Slappy?" You questioned him. He didn't hesitate to respond, he just does whenever he wants.

"Sure, it'd be my pleasure to get to know you." He said, as if you've both just met at that moment.

"Okay, I'm going to read a book now."