Chapter 2
You woke to slight snoring in your ear, and as you shook Toby awake, he groaned out, “Five m-more minutes!” Here you were, sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor, and Toby just had to roll off the bed during the night, falling on top of you with half of his hoard of pillows, pinning you. “Toobbyy, your squishing meeeeee,” you squealed giggling. He chuckled a little, finally waking up, and as hegot off of you and got ready to face the day, you looked out the window to see it was raining a bit. You had been there for 3 weeks already, and it was feeling more and more like you were finally where you belonged, and you were happy. You laughed while looking at Toby’s bedhead as he got redressed, mentioning, “Hey it’s raining….you know what that means don’t you?” You laughed harder as he groaned, knowing that he knew it meant it was chore day since they couldn’t train.
As you getting changed, there was a knock on the door. “Toby, (y/n) hurry it up!!!! Slenderman is divvying out the chores already,” Ben yelled as Toby opened the door and we all started to head to the kitchen. “Now that everyone is present we can begin,” Slenderman said as you all sat down and started to eat some eggs and bacon, “Jeff, you’ll be cleaning Smile Dog, Ben, you’ll be cleaning out the living room since you made that huge mess last night, Clockwork, I need to you make sure all our weapons and tools are in working order, Eyeless Jack, I need you to clean out your meat storage room, because the smell is starting to spread to the rest of the house, Hoody and Masky, I need your help in getting the storage shed out in the yard cleaned up, Laughing Jack, I need you to watch the Rake, and make sure he doesn’t get into any trouble this time, and Toby and (y/n) will be cleaning the basement...after you are all done with those chores, you will all have to clean your rooms. Now get to it.”
After that, breakfast was a blur. Everyone wolfed down their meals, then ran off to do their chores so they could relax. Toby and you slowly made your way down to the basement, armed to the teeth with cleaning supplies. You got even more curious as you walked down the steps, asking, “So what all is in the basement, Toby?” “O-our medical rom and our pantry, m-mostly...that and the i-insanity room,” he slowly stuttered out. “Insanity room? What’s that?” “I-it’s the room we get l-locked into when we get t-too out of control….I’ve only been in there t-twice, and it was when I f-first started living here….I woke up and d-d-didn’t recognize anyone both times, and tried to hurt S-Slendy on both occassions, s-so they stuck me in there, made sure I a-ate like I was suppose to and th-th-that I didn’t hurt myself, and let me back out when I was better….I-it hasn’t b-been used in a w-while though.” You gulped thinking about how you may have to be in there if you act badly, when Toby led you into the medical room. You suddenly screeched, “Whoa, this is awesome! It’s like a mini hospital!!!” Toby chuckled, and as you cleaned and reorganized the med room, Toby went and cleaned the pantry and insanity room.
Just as you were finishing, you started to hear the ringing again. “Hey, Slenderman, what do you need?” you asked as you turned to see him standing in the doorway. “Well (y/n) I was wondering if Toby has told you about our insanity room yet,” He asked coming in and standing next to you, helping you put some jars on the shelves you couldn’t reach. “Yea, he did….what did he mean by it’s the room you all use when someone gets out of control?”
“Well, as I’m sure you’ve noticed by now, all of us here have flaws, and almost all of us have varying mental and physical disorders. We sometimes have problems with someone’s mental disorders going rampant from time to time, which in the outside world is solved by turning the person into a medicated zombie…..this however doesn’t help the person, all it does is ruin their lives, as I’m sure you know by now….that is why I started this family long ago. I realized that people that had these flaws, that others called “insane” or “maniacs” were just like me, except they were denied their freedom, so I eventually decided to start this family, and make a place where we could all still learn to control ourselves and be free, while at the same time stopping criminals and the like around this area,” Slenderman said calmly, then mentioned, “That room is for when one of us loses control so badly that we start attacking one another without really meaning to…..because sometimes, separation can help more than company, and we don’t want to really hurt anyone else in our family. It’s fully padded inside to make sure the person in it doesn’t harm themselves anymore, and we have straight jackets for when it gets really bad.”
You nodded, showing You understood, as we both jumped hearing a crash. You grabbed a scalpel, and we both rushed out to the main area of the basement to see Toby tackling Jeff, about to punch him. “ENOUGH!!!!” Slenderman yelled furiously, grabbing them both and putting Toby down near you as you grabbed his arm to hold him there, “Just what is going on with you two now?!?!” “Jeff k-kept saying (y/n) w-was a little whore!!” Toby yelled. Jeff yelled back, “Well she is, and you're the one who punched me first!!!!” Slenderman suddenly slammed Jeff up against a wall, staring him straight in the eyes as he roared in an almost satanic tone, “(y/n) is not a whore, and you are not to call her anything like it unless she finds it ok, is that understood?!?!?!?” Jeff looked scared for his life as he said this, and when Slendy finally let him go, he ran out of the basement as fast as his legs could carry him.
“I apologize for that, (y/n), however he knows we do not tolerate calling others in our family things like that unless it is only a joke,” Slendy said after calming down a bit. “I understand,” You replied, mentioning, “Just remind me to never piss you off.”
After checking to make sure everything in the basement was clean, you and Toby both started to head back upstairs when you notice Toby was bleeding from his arm. You stopped him , making him face you as you said worriedly, “Toby, you’re hurt! When did this happen?” As he looked down to his arm, he mumbled that it must have been during the fight with Jeff, and you both headed back to the med bay to patch him up. “Why didn’t you tell anyone you were hurt, Toby?” you asked as you cleaned the cut. “Well I d-didn’t know I was hurt,” was his reply. “What do you mean you didn’t know?!? This is a pretty deep cut, you should have felt it!” “Well, about t-t-that (y/n)...I c-can’t feel pain…” “What?” you looked at him with a confused face. He chuckled softly, then continued, “I have C-c-congenital Insensitivity to Pain with A-anhidrosis, or C.I.P.A. for s-short…. pretty much I can’t feel p-pain, so when I get hurt I can’t t-t-tell that I’ve been hurt….I also have Tourettes, w-w-which is why I twitch and stutter so m-much,” Toby admitted, staring at the floor. “What else do you have?” you asked curiously. “Well I also have b-bipolar disorder, so I get mood swings a l-l-lot, schizophrenia, p-post traumatic stress disorder, and a-a-amnesia….oh and if I get too excited or angry, my Tourettes symptoms get w-worse….Slendy says that when I get really mad, I s-start to crack my neck a lot, and it almost loo-looks like it’s breaking, but I’ve n-n-never noticed it. When I’m calmer I don’t stu-stutter as much though,” He said, watching you bandage the cut.
“He also bites his hands when he gets into fits too (y/n)!” Ben declared as he walked in and plopped onto a seat next to you. You glared at Ben, stating “Ben be nice. Toby, what do you mean you have amnesia though?” “Well I can’t remember a-anything from before I started living here with S-s-slendy...I mean I remember some things, like how to w-write and read and talk obviously, but I d-d-don’t remember anything about where I c-came from,” Toby explained as he started to get up, “I’ll answer the rest of your questions later, but for now, let’s go clean our room, or Slenderman will have us for dinner!” And with that, all of you headed upstairs to finish cleaning.
