Chrst: *goes downstairs wearing a tank top, underwear, and knee socks while eating a bowl of chilly*
Every pasta except Jeff, Masky, and Bon: O.O the hell?
Dylan: *goes downstairs wearing an oversized shirt, thigh socks and underwear* ooh, is that chilly?
Chryst: yup
Jane: why is it okay for them to dress like that,but when I do it I get yelled at?
Jeff and Masky: because they're pretty.
Jane: but Dylan is fat!
Bon: YOU DID NOT JUST CALL HER FAT!
Jeff: she's not fat, she's curvy.
Masky: you should stop being so negative. Besides everyone knows you're just trying to get Jeff's attention.
Jeff: and if I were you I'd run, because Bon is going to kill you.
Slenderman: What is all this raucous?
Dylan: *fake cries* Papa, Jane called me fat.
Slenderman: *outraged* JANE, NO KILLING FOR A WEEK! Ahem. Now, child, go play.
Dylan and Chryst: Oh Jeff, Masky. We wanna play a game. It involves pillows, blankets, and our room.
Jeff and Masky: *Nosebleed*
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Creepypasta Comedy
FanfictionThis story is a Creepypasta comedy....(killer bee voice) fool ya fool. Warning.....OCs included. Read at you own sanity.
