Becoming a Creepypasta

Chapter 14- Ticci Toby

Hey, sup? I'm back.

My Wattpad app was being stupid and my computer is out of the equation so I apologize for the delay. Have a little filler chapter!

Also, I made a crappy new cover! I was drawing on my Dsi and decided well why the heck not :3

Anyway, I hope you haven't given up on this story just yet, I know the first few chapters were.......confusing, but I have some very interesting ideas for the chapters to come. Yehp. More insanity and killing and darkness, juuuuust what you guys need. Enjoy!

~Shadestar

Toby's POV:

I glance at the clock on the wall. 9:30. I get up quickly, realizing that today is the day that Wolf spends with me as part of her training. I pick up my axes and head out of my room. Knocking on her door, I head in. She's not here. What the-

"Looking for me?" she appears behind me, her black wolf-pet-thing next to her.

"I didn't know you were up." I mutter.

"It's a habit I picked up, I suppose. I wake up around seven."

I yawn. "Of course you do."

She smirks. "So what are we doing today, teacher?"

"I don't really DO anything until nighttime........" I mutter.

"That sounds exciting." She frowns playfully.

"Pfffh. Yeah. Let's take a walk."

"A walk." She looks skeptical.

"Yes. A walk." I say with lack of a good comeback.

We head out into the woods silently. She seems at ease among all the trees, under the cover of the leaves above. She starts saying after a while,"You know......."

I stop walking and turn to face her. "Yes?"

"I never expected all you creepypastas to be so.......normal. I never thought you'd all live together. It's like a family, almost."

"Well you seem thoughtful today." I say with a slight smirk under my mask.

"Are you suggesting I normally don't think?" she questions, but in an undemanding, almost friendly tone.

"No, I'm not........"

We fall into a slightly awkward silence.

She speaks up after a few minutes. "I've heard about some of you on the news, you know. One of the reports said you were more......twitchy than this......"

I smirk under my mask. "Oh, that's just for show. It's more fun to scare them before you kill them."

She smiles a bit at that. "Can't argue with that logic."

We keep walking through the forest for a time, then she stops, looking around. "What's up?" I ask.

"Shh. Listen."

I do so, looking around for anything suspicious. Something catches my eye. A small notepad wedged in the branches of a tree. "Look." I point.

Wolf walks over and starts climbing the tree to get to it. She reaches it and leans against the trunk of the tree, flipping through it. Her eyes widen after a minute. I realize her hands are shaking a bit.

"Well, what is it?" I question.

She slowly puts it in her hoodie pocket. "N- nothing........"

I stare at her for a moment. "No, what's wrong, Wolf?"

"I......it's hard to explain. Let's just get going."

I frown, but she probably can't see it.

"I'll tell you about it later......." she says softly, looking around as though we're being watched.

What just happened?

Unknown POV:

I slowly pick my way back to the tree where I had set my sketchbook. Where the heck did it go? I look around for anything that could have stolen it. I set it down for two seconds and someone managed to take it.

I just shake my head with a sigh. I can buy another.

My stomach growls. I need food too....

That's when I see it. Oh.

It's her.

I feel a smirk make its way onto my face.

I never thought I'd see her again.

Ticci Toby's POV:

The whole walk back to the mansion, Wolf is constantly looking over her shoulder. I have to admit, I'm a bit worried about her. At one point, she stops dead in her tracks and I almost crash into her. Something flashes at the edge of my vision. I whip around, holding an axe in each hand.

Something followed us.

Wolf has her axe out as well, it's blade alone the size of one of my axes.

Her eyes are narrowed, she looks like an animal on a hunt. She growls softly to warn whoever it is. "Come out, come out, wherever you are......."

I spot a flash of silver and see a grenade roll out into the clearing. "RUN!" I yell, leaping away.

My vision fills with smoke and I can't tell what's happening. An unfamiliar voice says softly, "And thank you, friend."

When the smoke clears, Wolf is on the ground rubbing the side of her head, the notebook gone. "Do you know who that was?" I ask slowly.

She gets up carefully, making sure her silver wolf is alright as well. "Oh, I know who it was." Her eyes spark with anger. "I just didn't know she survived."

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Take the cookies and run.

They're filled with Snapple so don't let your parental figures see them.

~Your Friendly Neighborhood Shady Salesman