Creepypasta Fanfic

Meeting Ticci Toby, Clockwork, Killing Kate, Ally, and Nurse Ann.

As we sat around the table, a familiar face caught my attention; though I have never met this individual personally, I have heard much about him through his story and recognize him from the abundance of fan-made artwork that people have made of him. I had to act cool.

"Hi, I'm Toby!!!!"

Act natural Amythest, act normal, be cool...

"Toby!! I'm like your biggest fan of yours and a fan of Clockwork too!" I exclaimed, "I'm Amythest by the way. I'm new here; I'm going to be a proxy one day."

Way to be cool Amythest... Way to be cool... You probably scared the guy.

"Oh no..." Toby breathed, "Are you a fangirl like Nina for Jeff?"

Yup... you blew it, good work Amythest. A+.

"No, no..." I said, "I don't go overboard like that. I'm just a fan of yours." I paused, thinking for a moment of how to go about this; I had already scared the guy most likely so I had to find a way to save my own ass. "It's just that your creepypasta story was the first creepypasta I have ever discovered. It's kind of what got me all started with my journey into the world of creepypasta, to begin with; so I really have you to thank."

"Oh cool, do you like waffles?"

"You know what?" I asked, a small smile playing on my lips.

"What?"

"I love waffles and pancakes... and French Toast..." I said, my words trailing off.

As if I flipped a switch, I felt a slight change in atmosphere; almost as if there was a happiness in the room that I didn't quite feel before. Now, I could have been imagining it, which is a very high possibility; but for the time being, I enjoyed it. I felt like I was somehow just about to make Toby's day.

"Cool, I like waffles but I'm not allowed to make them because I set the toaster on fire." He said.

I smiled, but only a little. "Do you want some?" I asked, "Maybe Slenderman will let me cook some up for us."

"Yea!!!!!!!!!!"

Well, that was easy. Just offer the guy some waffles and he lights up within minutes. I'll have to make note of this in case I ever need to save my ass again.

I nodded before turning my attention towards Slenderman who sat at the head of the long table. From where I sat, I couldn't make out the details of his face and wondered if I'd even be allowed to do this, but thought it wouldn't hurt to ask anyway. I blinked, my mind practically yelling at me when I began to think of face details.

THERE. ARE. NO. DETAILS! Slenderman doesn't even have a face, he is practically a walking, talking, mannequin! Does he even have a mouth?! How the hell does he eat???

I shook my head, clearing my thoughts away as quickly as they came; waving at him slightly in an attempt to get his attention as I spoke my question. "Is that ok Slenderman?" I asked, "Can I make some?"

Slenderman rose to his feet, showing me the way to the kitchen. "Sure, go ahead."

I nodded as I followed his directions and made my way to the kitchen; which thankfully for me, was right across the hallway. Once there I studied the room, locating whereabouts everything I needed was in the decently sized kitchen. I took a few moments to walk around the room, gathering all my ingredients; two boxes of frozen waffles from the freezer, and some optional toppings from various cupboards.

I quickly set to work, making approximately two dozen waffles for Ticci Toby and myself; there were twelve waffles for Toby and twelve waffles for myself. Not a bad haul if you ask me. I cooked them carefully, cautious of the toaster's settings so I didn't make the mistake that could potentially cause the machine to spark.