(Y/n) is a homeschooled girl who's a complete nerd for video games and old school consoles. She has every console in existence and every game to ever be created. But she's missing two things. The Nintendo 64 and Majora's Mask. She finds them at a ga...
"Yeah totally, I promise." She interlocked her pinky with his. "Besides, who would I tell anyways?" She asked rhetorically. They both looked at each other and chuckled.
3rd P.O.V.
(Y/n) and Ben walked down the stairs, (y/n) making sure that Ben was in front of her at all times. She also had a sharp pocketknife she hid in a secret pocket in her jacket. While Ben was unconscious, she had hidden all the knives, and anything that could break, anything glass basically. "Hey..you know I can walk by myself right..?" Ben spoke with an attitude that (y/n) didn't really appreciate. "Yes I know elf-ears, but until I can trust you, you're not doing anything by yourself." (Y/n) retorted with the same tone. Ben scoffed and rolled his non-existent eyes. He knew he had to earn her trust, but of course that would take a while, and Ben didn't have that kind of time. SlenderMan would soon grow impatient, even more so because Ben was currently facing consequences for the last mistake he did. His thoughts were interrupted with (y/n) tugging on the chains wrapped around his wrists. "C'mon. Pick something you like." (Y/n) sighed and crossed her arms, waiting for him to move. He never did. He just stood there, dumbfounded. (Y/n) growled under her breath. "My god..why aren't you moving? Open the fridge or something..!" She was getting impatient. It was like he had never been in a kitchen. "N-no..actually I haven't." Ben stood there, looking embarrassed. Apparently she was right. He had never been in a kitchen before. SlenderMan didn't allow anyone in the kitchen without his permission. When it was time to eat, they ate in the dining room, and snacks were prohibited. The only way you would get a snack was if you had went through the fridge in a victims house. Not even his best and most loyal killers had a snack in the time they were living with SlenderMan.
Ben's P.O.V
"You've got to be kidding me..okay. First, you try to kill me, then you tried to "seduce me", then you tell me you can't even make yourself something?!" She started to raise her voice. God she's annoying. I don't know why I thought she was cute at first. If hunger doesn't kill me then her stupid voice will.. "Hey, don't you have powers? Can't you just make something with that?" She asked. "If you can teleport and maybe shapeshift, then you're fully capable of making a sandwich. "That's not how it works you idiot!" I snapped. "Then how does it work, you incompetent baby!?" She spat back. "Baby!? Alright you soggy potato chip, listen up! You better make something or-" She cut me off. "Or what?" She asked. "What'll you do?" She pressed further, and for closer to my face until we were centimeters apart. "I doubt you'll be able to do anything with your seemingly powerless self." She continued. I couldn't hear the rest because man. I'm not going to lie. That was hot. Man I keep going back and forth about this chick. What's wrong with me? It's like she casted a spell or something. She interrupted the voice in my head and spoke. "Do you understand me now, elf?" She spoke firmly. I quickly thought of something witty to say. So I chuckled to ease myself, if not then I'd voice crack again. "And if I don't?" I smirked, remembering that was her weakness. She roughly tugged on the chains, which forced me down, and she held onto the back of my head with a tight grip. Okay so maybe smirking isn't her weakness. "Simple. I'll just leave you in the forest, chained to the tree until you starve." Her piercing (e/c) eyes burned into my "eyes". I actually couldn't tell if she was bluffing or not. Usually I can tell, but this chick made it hard to tell. If she was bluffing, great. But if she wasn't, then I GUESS I have to listen to her. "Now, are you going to listen?" She asked calmly. "Y-yes ma'am.." I looked down in embarrassment and defeat. "Cool! Now, do you want me to make you something or do you want me to get you something from somewhere?" She let go as if nothing happened." I gulped. Man..she's unpredictable..
.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.Time Skip.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.
3rd P.O.V
The sizzles of the bacon could be heard from everywhere in the house, and the smell made Ben's mouth water. (Y/n) was currently making pancakes and bacon for him at 2 in the afternoon. Pretty silly right? Well, she didn't care and he just wanted to eat so, win-win? Ben had said the first thing the first thing that came to mind and when she asked how many he said 16. So, there she was, making 16 pancakes and probably enough bacon to feed a neighborhood. "Alright. Here you go. 16 pancakes and bacon. Enjoy." She said sarcastically and handed him a big glass of orange juice. She sighed and went to go clean the dishes. Ben stared at the huge stack of pancakes. They looked so light and fluffy!
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He carefully cut and took a bite out of the first one and his "eyes" widened. Oh my god..they were so amazing! He took a piece of bacon and his jaw dropped. It was as if Gordan Ramsey had made it all himself! Pretty exaggerated, but it was really good! Ben scarfed down every single pancake and each piece of bacon like there was no tomorrow. (Y/n) turned around to check up on him, and she dropped the bowl she was washing. "What the hell!? How did you do that!?" She shrieked. She glanced at her watch and it had been 5 minutes since she had set the plate in front of him. Ben burped loudly after chugging the glass of orange juice and sighed contently. "I can't even boil water, but you? You make the best food I've ever eaten in my entire life." He praised. (Y/n) just stood there and looked at him and his now syrup covered clothes. She internally gagged because she honestly hated the smell of syrup. "Well aren't you just a treat.." she said sarcastically.
YEET
ahahahah ahahahah....I updated:) By the way You might be confused as to why his weakness are chains
Well In my head All the CreepyPasta's have one MAJOR weakness and a type of victim they target.
A.F.= Abusive Father *= (y/n) is an exception because she's not a father(obviously), and she's not abusive. Ben just wanted to kill her for fun.
If you died and became a CreepyPasta, the way you died would be would manifest into a weakness. If someone killed you and you because a CreepyPasta, then the person who killed you would be the type of person YOU would have to kill.
Of course if you didn't die and you became a CreepyPasta, like in Jeff's case, then the way you almost died would be your weakness.
It's basically the same thing. I really hope this all made sense.
