The quiet, to be feared, number one proxy, Masky has been struggling with his sexuality for years now, and it's taking a toll on his health. He is greatly looking forward to the annual creepypasta vacation with his best friend Hoodie until Slenderman demands he stay and train his own personal pain in the arse... Fellow co-worker of 17, Toby, to the utter joy (sarcasm) of the 26 year old man. But what do they say? Time flies when you're having fun.

yes I know, Masky is not really a creepypasta but so many people ship them and I can see it happening so why not?

He heard a knock at his door and knew immediately something was wrong. They couldn't possibly know where he was, and he left without telling anyone, even the one he wanted to tell the most. He reached up and adjusted his mask and walked toward the front door of his shabby little apartment as the person continued to knock harshly. He reached for the end table by the front door and grabbed his scalpel. Without wasting any more time, he opened the front door quickly and raised his scalpel in his other hand. With his scalpel held to the neck of the person in front of him, he waited. The man held up his hands as a sign of surrender and began to speak. "Hi. You don't know me, but my name is Toby Rodgers, and I need your help.

When Masky first met Toby, it was under Slendermans orders. Masky couldn't stand Toby, and resented ever having to speak with the kid. But after being forces to spend time with one another, Masky realizes that Toby isn't such a bad guy. This is just another one of those typical cliché TicciMask love stories. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR PICTURES IN THE STORY.

This will not be super loving at the beginning. It will not be extremely sappy, they are killers, and they both have problems. I do not own the characters Tim or Toby.

[Completed] [Highest rank: #1 in ticcimask] Toby is always happy, at least on the outside. Masky always pushes everyone away, too scared to let anyone in. Toby have never seen Maskys face and know almost nothing about him, least of all why he hates him so much. After messing up on several missions and countless times being told how worthless he is, the happy facade starts to fade. What's the point of pretending to be happy when no one cares anyway? Will (at least it will when I've rewritten it) contain DETAILED descriptions of Killing, Selfharm, Starving, Suicidal thoughts etc. So trigger warning I guess? •No insta-love (seriously, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to avoid that) •Will be spoilers for Ticci Toby, MarbleHornets and like every other pasta I have in here (I know that MarbleHornets isn't a creepypasta btw so you don't need to tell me that) •I'll changes Toby and Maskys ages to 18 and 22 •It's a Ticcimask story so it'll be boyxboy •I'll pretend that Hoodie never died •No cheesecake, some waffles tho just cus I wanna cx •Might be some other ship in the background If you don't like it, then don't read it, it's simple. (Omg, you have no idea how many times I accidentally pressed cmd and Q instead of alt Q when I wrote the • and every time it closed down Chrome and I had to re-write this xD) Hope you enjoy! =D *It's still unfinished and unedited, I read through every part a couple of times before I post but might miss something, please tell me if you see anything incorrect*