Creepypasta Short Stories. (Book 1)

~Colorful Treasure~ Jason the Toymaker. (1/2)

Requested by Scarletthedemon666

(Yandere) Jason the Toymaker x (Pastel Goth) Reader

2nd POV

You sat in your room, listening to and humming Melanie Martinez as you sketched an image of a bleeding skull in your art book.
A smile grew on your face as you finished, you set down the book and moved a piece of your F/C hair behind your ear.
You continued humming the music as you then dipped a brush into some red paint and started painting the skull.
As you were painting, you heard a noise, which sounded like claws scratching at a door.
You sighed, "C/N! Don't scratch at my door!" You yelled thinking it was your cat.
The scratching stopped, and you resumed painting.
After another moment the scratching continued, you growled and slammed the paintbrush down.
You stood up from your desk chair and you paused your music, then turned around to go open the door and yell at your cat.
Then you paused, you noticed on the wall next to your wardrobe there was a cyan door, big enough that a person could fit inside.
You raised an eyebrow and walked towards it, at the same time the scratching stopped.
You stopped as well as you came in front of it, you got down on your knees and ran your fingers across the cyan door, then moved your hand to the small door knob.
"I wouldn't open that my dear~" A voice said.
You jumped and turned around to see a man standing behind you, the first thing you saw was he had a bright smile on his face.
"W-Who the hell are you?" You asked with wide eyes as you looked at him.
The man had mahogany hair, his eyes were an emerald green, his skin rotten and his hands were claws, he wore a striped hat and had on a strange outfit, you also noticed there was a little black mouse on his shoulder.
He took his hat off and stepped back, you backed up, but soon stood against the wall as you stared at him.
"I am Jason the Toymaker." He said introducing himself as he bowed.
You stood in place and watched him as he stood back up.
Jason put his hat back on and looked around your room, the various colors of blue, purple, green and pink all caught his eye.
The colors on your walls and all of your stuffed animals he looked at, then turned back to you.
"What's your name my colorful friend?" He asked you as his eyes looked into yours.
You grinned and folded your arms, "What's it to you?" You replied.
Jason raised an eyebrow and chuckled as he then walked around your room.
"I must know the name of my new friend." Jason noticed the drawing on your desk and looked at it, then back at you.
"Tell me what it is." He said a bit demanding.
You looked away from him, "It's Y/N."
You heard Jason chuckle again and you looked back, only to see he was now in front of you.
The little mouse on his shoulder squeaked, and you watched at Jason's claw took a piece of your F/C hair and twirled it.
His eyes studied your hair, then his emerald eyes looked at your E/C ones.
"Not your natural color I assume, but still...intriguing." He said as he retracted back his claw.
You held your breath as he was close to you, and he smiled.
"I think I'd like to take you with me." He says as he reaches down and opens the blue door.
You step away from him and shake your head, "You're bat shit crazy if you think I'm going somewhere with you. I don't know who or what you are!" You replied.
Jason looked at you and his smile grew a bit wider, "You're going to be my new treasure, you're coming with me." He said a bit sinister.
Jason ran at you and you screamed, he held you tightly and the cyan door grew closer to you as it opened on its own.
You were then thrown inside, and everything went black.