(Jeff the killer x sister reader)

the ball part 1

Most people would assume that killers had no feelings or morals but the truth is that they did of course their feelings would be more twisted and bizarre compared to what society would deem normal and or acceptable.

You huffed stretching your sore limbs from the previous night of proxy work. After the Helen and Clockwork incident you've been pushed through to be force to be reckoned with. A knock hummed through the room as you licked the blood which stained your pinky.

Yawning you heard the pop of your shoulder, grinning you rolled around in the satin sheets which were caked in dried flaky blood.

"Y/n time to get ready the ball is today." Splendor's cheery voice echoed through the walls. "Alright I'm up." You huffed shuffling towards the bathroom.

Looking at the mirror you grinned at your new appearance of longer hair and vibrant e/c eyes. "I look like a goddess." You cackled turning on the bath knob. "Look at me covered in blood." You mused dipping yourself into the lukewarm bath, sighing as the blood swept the crusted blood off your delicate skin you lathered the rose scented soap over your skin.

Eyes shut as you gingerly rubbed the soap up and down your neck you let out a shaky breath as you touched a scab. "Hn," you continued to scrub the suds off. Reaching for the matching rose set of bottled conditioner and shampoo your hands rubbed your scalp with a rough but soft tone.

"I'll be sure to make every girl feel insecure after I'm done." You scoffed rinsing off the shampoo by submerging your head completely in the water.
You then lathered in the conditioner a d let it sit for a few seconds. "Hope Offender helps me out." Smugly you washed off the conditioner and revealed your clean body to the cold air that circulated the room.

Wrapping yourself in plush towels you made sure to completely dry your hair and body. "Hmm curls or straight?" You pondered as you stared at yourself in the large vanity mirror that stood proudly in your bathroom.

"Y/n I have your new dress." Trender announced as he entered your room. "Listen y/n Helen's gonna regret what he did to you." He said from the other side of the door. "May I come in?" He asked as he waited for a reply.

"Yeah of course come in." Sweetly you opened the door for him. "Offenders gonna have fun tonight don't you think?" He asked pushing up his glasses as he observed you ring out the remaining droplets of water from your hair.

"He's gonna have so much fun." You seethed combing out your hair frustrated. "Here let me make you into Cinderella for tonight." He mused snatching the comb from your hands. "Now sit." He motioned for you to sit on a stool he brought in with his tendrils.

"Good now let's get you all glammed up." You nodded as he began to untangle the knots from your hair.
"Have your eyes on any other boy?" He asked as he pinned your hair up into an elegant messy bun. "No." You whispered as he placed a bobby pin roughly in your hair.

"boys can be complicated and over rated in my opinion." He said as he tugged your hair tightly. "That's why I prefer to stay single because humans get overflooded in emotions and its exhausting." He sighed inserting the last clip in your hair, he clasped his hands together as he admired his handy work. 

"Alright lets get that dress on." You nodded as you admired his work. "Thank you Trender." He nodded as he draped the dress over the small stool you were on previously. "Alright lets put on this poof." removing the towel from your figure you shivered from the coolness of the air. Wrapping your arms around your chest area you stared at the entity holding up the dress with his tendrils. "Thank you for everything." A smile made its way to both of your faces. "Anything for a daughter figure." He softly said as he patted your shoulder. "This dress isn't going to wear it's self now is it." He tsked tapping his foot impatiently.  

Raising your arms up over your head the thick silky fabric suffocated you. hues of dark navy blue clouded your vision as the dress dropped down. The multiple layers of blue pooled down to your feet as you wiggled a bit to be free from the silk like captivity. Perching your head free from the blue you admired the rich dark glittery color that laid upon you. "I need to fasten the corset in the back." You nodded as he tightly pulled the strings until a gasp escaped your lips. "One more  thing." He said draping an expensive blue diamond necklace around your neck. 

"There's my pretty girl." He cooed in a fatherly manner as you twirled with ease, "The shoes!!" He screamed as he darted back into your bedroom, rustling was heard as trender ransacked your room for the stilettos he made for you. "WHERE THE HELL DID I PUT THEM?!!" He angry screeched as he threw boxes here and there. "MOTHER FUCKER WHERE ARE YOU??!!" He then began to raid the closet for any sign of the shoes. A series of knocks interrupted his tantrum.

"WHAT?!" He screamed into his brothers face as he had a vicious look in his eyes. "You've left these in my office." Splendor glared at his sibling who had just yelled at him. "Sorry Splendor." He nervously laughed as Splendor looked pissed off. "Oh hey Y/n you look absolutely stunning." His happy demeanor returned as he rushed towards your side. "Don't worry everything is going to go smoothly as for Helen and Natalie we have some plans for them." He smiled as he ruffled your dress. 

"Shoo shoo I need to get her ready." Trender said shooing away his sibling from the room. "Alright I'll check in with the others." He winked walking out the spacious room littered with boxes due to Trenders outburst. "*sigh* now do the makeup." You huffed as the entity held a box filled with cosmetics of all brands. "Don't worry my little gothic princess." He held a powder brush with his tendril and a spoolie with another. He leaned in closer as he plastered foundation upon your skin. Drowning your pores he happily dragged a small fluffy brush to plaster eyeshadow on your lids. His movements were rather quick as he swept the brush over your lids. "Almost done." Bored with waiting you began to tap your foot in an impatient manner. "Are you almost done?" His movements sped up as you growled a little. "Of course." He handed you a mirror that had a jagged slit in the middle, the handle was made with ivory and gold gently dusted on. "You did a great job." Praising him you stood up only to twirl the dress and strut around the room. 

"Now you're ready." He offered his arm to walk you down the stairs of the manor and into the portal to where the ball was held at. "We shall." Upon exiting the room numerous pastas made their way down as well.  "Who's your date Woods?" The raspy voice of Jason questioned as he walked besides you. "She's with me." Trender gave your arm to another as he walked back to fetch his brother. "Rogers shouldn't you be with clocky?" Jason taunted as Toby visibly glared at the man with red hair. "Oh wait she ran off with another." He cackled as he stepped into the portal clutching his stomach laughing. "Ignore him he's an ass." His shoulders relaxed as you pulled him into the luminacint pale blue portal. 

Laughter and the sound of glass clinking flooded the spacious ruins of a garden. Lights strung from vines dimmed the area as spotlights focused on the main floor. The cracked and dirtied checkerboard main floor was occupied by pastas from all mansions some new faces others were familiar.