Book 2 chapter one

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Previously...
I looked at him...

Y/n's pov
And sweat dropped.
"Guys. You're still tiny but now big as a kindergartener."
"What!," Jeff yells while coming into the living room and looks at himself in a mirror.
"ARRGH," he yells in frustration, I think, and goes to the room I fixed for him.
"Ummm. Does this mean I have to find more of you," I ask Masky who was probably in deep thought.
"I'm not sure anymore. Maybe you should ask Splendor," he replies and leaves me in the living room with the other pastas.
I look at them and notice that one single person, other than sally, is a bit shorter than the others by a few inches.
"Hahaha. You're still a shorty Ben," L.j and pinkie laugh together and point at Ben.
"Guys. That's mean," I say and pick up Ben.
He's a bit heavier.
"Its fine y/n. At least when I enter a room I don't have to duck my head down," he yells at l.j while jumping out of my arms and makes a run for it.
Shortly, l.j chases him while pinkie stays behind and eats some candy.
"Y/n," Pinkie and I turn our heads toward the sound and see a taller Splendy.
He's as tall as a first grader! He must be taller than six feet as an adult!
"I was wondering if me and the pastas that were with me could stay until we find the others?"
"There's more of you?" I ask him and he nods.
"Well, my three brothers are still out there and there are a few of our pastas missing," he says adding the word our before the pastas.
"What do you mean by our?"
"We have an enemy named Zalgo, who will stop at nothing until he kills the pastas and uses me and my brothers to rule the whole underworld. So he tries attacking us with his own Pastas," he explains then stares at something.
I look at where he's staring and my eyes widen.
Right in the middle of the living room is a creepy pasta I haven't met, using some weird rope or string to capture the other pastas.
Here we go.

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