Proxy Venture

A Request Filled

It's a beautiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming and in days like this, kids like me, know outdated memes are not fun and I'm not happy at all.

"Ugh fuck him." I grumbled as I go back to my room after my shower, remembering what I needed to do.

I quickly get my clothes on and head to the cafeteria with a notebook and pen in hand, hoping to find the person I'm seeking.

I smile as I walk in the cafeteria, seeing Tim almost instantly. 

He was seemingly invested in a newspaper, drinking his second cup of coffee, evident by the other glass next to him. He was next to a somehow alive Brian and always happy Toby. 

I walk up to them, "hey, Tim, Brian, Toby. I need to ask you three something." I smile as I hold the notebook in front of me, like a shield to protect me from the others.

"Hey ya y-y/n! How are.. fuck you.. you?" Toby asks with a bright smile, like morning doesn't even affect him.

"Better than yesterday, you?" I smile back I wonder how many people get offended by his ticks

"Just jolly!"

I laugh a little, "nice."

Tim looks up from the newspaper, giving me a once over before speaking, "Excuse me, but how do you know our real names?" He asks, reasonably suspicious of me

" Oh.. Heh, yeah, sorry" I smile awkwardly as I scratch the back of my head, "I'm Y/n as Toby said before, I'm technically new here." I respond, trying to think about something to explain my situation and a conversation starter, "Uh, back in my old life I spent most of my time investigating creepypasta's and I just happened to stumble upon your beginnings. Not like I'm a total fangirl or anything, I just was interested in you guys and I find everyone really interesting..!" Oh god just stop it, you're making things worse,

Tim nods, his eyebrows go up in fake amusement, "oh, right, you were one of the people that the observer asked us to install mic's' and cameras around your house. What can I do for you?" He says as he puts his newspaper down, looking at me fully, thank god it wasn't that bad, I didn't screw this up yet.

"Well, I was wondering if you three will tell me who all live in this house.. Manson.. place?" i pause for a moment trying to figure out what to call this area before quickly giving up for now and continued on, " I was tasked with meeting everyone here and I would like to know who all I need to meet." I reason, deciding to pull out a seat and sit as I put down the notebook, opening it

"Yes, we can do it, we have time." Brian says as he folds his portion of the newspaper as well. I give a smile and thank him, my smile wide as I click my pen to get ready to write.

40 minutes later and I had a total of 200+ people/things to meet. So fanfuckingtastic! 

Note the Sarcasm. 

At most, I've met 6 people, if he counts Dr.Smiles and Eyeless. I sigh as I look down at my list while I eat, 6 down, too many left to go...

A ring goes through our heads as the i guess cafeteria goes quiet as people all turn their heads to the doors, "Attention please, skull less, heart shard and Robter are dead, you may carry on now." Slender says before he flits out.

'Alright, never mind then, less people/ things left to meet.' I mentally thought.

I get up shortly after finishing my breakfast and meet the people who were currently in the room. 183 left. I then go and leave the room, getting knocked over by a speeding blue flash. I give out some air as I clutch my stomach as I see the blue man get up after his hitting animation was over.