Mini Short Stories

Short Story 1: Creepypasta story - Ticci Toby's waffles

❗This story is focused on the Fanon (fandom) version of Toby, if you don't like that version of Toby, don't read this story!❗
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Clockwork POV:
I was walking to my room in the Slender mansion, I passed Jane the killer on the couch watching the News while teasing and threating Jeff the killer, I decided to join her on the couch, just as I was about to change the channel, BEN Drowned teleported in front of the TV (through it without a doubt)

. "Hey Clocky, Watcha doin?" He asked playfully (A/N I don't ship this I swear, it's just as if a little kid was asking this question) "nothing much, I'm just talking bad about myself" I said in a sarcastic tone of voice. "NOO! DON'T TALK BAD ABOUT YOURSELF LIKE THAT!! IF YOU DO I WILL CALL IN THE BOYSS!" He protested.
"Bro I was kiddi-" I said as he cut me off shouting for Masky, Hoodie and Toby, in an instant they showed up and I got hit with a massive positive pep talk.

"Toby, you need to be supportive to!" BEN playfully teased Ticci Toby about how he "wasn't" being supportive and Toby replied with, "fineee, supportive noises UwU! Can I have my waffles noww?" Toby also said playfully
"Ok tobes, here ya go." Toby looked down at the plate excitedly, only to be disappointed with pancakes with finger-sized holes in them with maple syrup running down the sides of the cake mountain. "Uh BEN, these are pancakes, with holes in them" Toby said in a calm tone of voice. "I know, I was just kidding with ya, I didn't make waffles!" BEN said in a mean, yet playful manner. Toby felt as if his heart had broken at those words, he looked at the disappointing plate again, "So n- no waffles?" Toby said in a sad tone of voice, "sorry Tobes, it was only a prank, til I found out that the stores ran out of waffles completely" BEN said assuringly.

Toby's heart once again sunk at those words, he soon filled with a determination to find waffles anywhere, even if it took him all day.
"BEN..... I will find some, even if it takes me all day, I will find some" Toby said with a determined look on his face. With that, Toby shot himself out if the mansion and ran as fast as his legs could go into the nearby town looking house to house to find any trace of waffles.

BEN Drowned's POV
I had doomed us. As soon as those words were spoken, I knew I had made a mistake. Because Toby loved waffles sooo much, he would KILL for them, and yes I know, we are all about killing, it's so relaxing and relieving. But if we kill too much in the same town people could get suspicious and eventually we could be exposed. Slender said it had happened once when he was "still young" so I had to do something. I rushed to E.J's work shop, hoping to find the other proxies, Tim and Brian, also known as Masky and Hoodie, in the lab with E.J talking about whatever they talked about.

"You guys! We have a situation!it's urgent" I shouted to the group. "BEN I told you, losing your dick is not a real thing in electronic teleportation" E.J said in a slightly annoyed tone. "No it's not that, after we were playfully cheering up Clockwork, I promised Toby waffles, when I went to get some, they weren't on the shelves in any of the stores! So instead I gave him pancakes with holes in them but that didn't work, now he's out, probably killing for his "precious waffles" and I don't know what to do!" I explained, pleading for help.

"Ok, calm down, we can find him, we just need to pinpoint his exact location, Masky, do you remember where slender wanted us to do our mission tonight?" Hoodie asked Masky who had a tiny slivier of a cigarette in his mouth. "He sent us to that nearby town, Lockfell, near that abandoned apartment building, Edinson Apartments, where "a cult" started." Masky said pulling his iconic white mask with feminine facial features over his dark chocolate brown hair, putting out the cigarette. "We just need to find Toby before sunset cause remember, tonight is the night before Halloween, which is what the kids like to call it "Nightmare Night" so we need to hurry"

As Hoodie, Masky and E.J went to look for Toby, I asked Jeff the killer for help. "Bro, hell no, I promised Liu I would help him re organise his bedroom today, I can't!" Jeff explained. "Come on Jeff, please? Our whole lives depend on this!" I pleaded with as much enthusiasm as I could. "If you need them so badly, why didn't you just make them if the shops are out?" Jeff asked. "I can't cook bro" I protested. "Dude chill, Lui and I can help" he told me in a calm tone.

We rushed to the kitchen and got as much flour, milk and sugar as much as possible and pulled out the waffle iron, slightly bloody, when L.J
used it to torture a victim, and immediately started to work. And as soon as the first waffle was done, we saw Toby enter with Hoodie, Masky and E.J so he could enjoy the heaven that was waffles.
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(I hope you enjoyed that story, it was inspired by a text roleplay a friend and I did.
There was 1 reference to Sally Face
This story was 941 words long)