Slenderman

It had been about a week since your encounter with Slenderman, but he was all you could think about. You hadn't been in the woods since then, but decided to today. About halfway through, static once again filled your head, but it didn't intensify like last time. Instead, it only lasted for about three seconds before it disappeared and you felt a presence behind you.

"I told you we'd meet again, child," Slenderman said as you turned around to face him. He was looking down at you with what looked like a smile on his "face."

"H-hi," you said nervously, wondering if he was going to kill you this time.

He chuckled. "No, (Y/N), I'm not going to kill you." You were taken aback by this before you remembered what you had read about the Slenderman, and that he can read minds.

"You're reading my mind, aren't you?" you questioned.

He seemed amused by this and nodded his head. "Indeed, I was."

You two talked for a while before you remembered that you had to get home before your parents started to worry. So you sadly said goodbye to Slenderman and told him you'd see him tomorrow. You headed home knowing that you had made a new friend.

Jeff the Killer

About three days after the encounter, you heard a knock on your bedroom window. You glanced to see the boy open and climb through the window. "Hey! Jeff's back!" He announced. "How've you been, (Y/N)?"

Remembering what happened last time, you hesitantly replied with "G-good, I guess."

He stared at you before looking around your room. "Nice room," he commented. He walked around, exploring. "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Umm... yes?"

"Sweet!" Jeff chirped happily. "What do you have?"

"Well," you said a bit hesitantly, "we have some apples." Jeff shook his head. "Okay, umm... chips?" A shrug. "Chips and... sandwiches?" Jeff's face lit up and he nodded. "Alright. I'll be right back." You walked out of your room to go get the food.

About five minutes later, you came back into your room with a plate of ham and cheese sandwiches and two bags of chips to see Jeff lying on your bed. He looked up when he heard your door open and smiled at you. "Looks awesome," he said.

You returned the smile and sat down next to the murderer, ready to dig into the meal.

Eyeless Jack

The night after the masked boy tried to steal your kidney, you were lying in bed, wide awake. At around two in the morning, you heard your window creak open. You opened your eyes and saw the same boy standing over you. "Hello again, (Y/N)," he said in a friendly tone.

"Umm... hi?" you said as you sat up in bed

He sat down next to you. "I'm Eyeless Jack, by the way. But you can call me EJ."

You looked at him, confused. "Eyeless? Why Eyeless?"

EJ shrugged. "Because," he said conversationally as he lifted up his mask to reveal empty eye sockets. He covered your mouth so that you wouldn't scream. "Please don't push me away because of this," he mumbled shyly.

You felt a wave of pity towards the kidney stealer and shook your head. "I won't."

He grinned as he lowered his mask. "Thank you, (Y/N)." Taking you by surprise, he pulled you into a gentle hug. With a smile of your own, you returned the gesture.

Masky

It had been about two weeks since the incident, and you were still scared to go into the woods, but today left you with no choice. You were being chased down by some kids at your school, and to try to lose them, you dashed into the woods. Knowing they were right behind you, you never slowed your pace. After about five minutes of running, you heard a scream and stopped in your tracks.

You turned around to see Masky stabbing the bullies repeatedly. They weren't dead, but they were on the ground, screaming in pain. "Don't kill them!" you begged Masky. He turned to look at you.

"And why not, (Y/N)?" he said.

You thought quickly as you replied "They'll suffer more this way."

He thought about this for a moment before nodding and turning away from them. Masky walked towards you. "Are you alright?" You nodded. "Good. If they had touched you, I'd kill them right here and now," he said, looking back at the kids.

Masky walked you home, and when you were about to go inside, he said "Will I see you again tomorrow?" You thought about this before nodding excitedly. You couldn't wait to see your new friend again.

Hoodie

Two days after you met the hooded boy, you were once again walking home from school. You were passing by the alleyway where the bullies had stopped you. The boy emerged from the alley, and you couldn't help but smile as he started walking beside you. "H-hello again, (Y-y/N)," he said.

"Hi, savior," you replied, not knowing what to call him.

"H-hoodie," he stuttered. "C-call me Hoodie."

Your smile widened. "Okay, Hoodie."

You two spent the rest of the day together, talking and laughing and just enjoying each other's company. You were glad to finally have a friend. You actually had a lot in common with Hoodie. In fact, when the sun started to sink, and the moon started to rise, you were sad to say goodbye to him. "I-it's okay, (Y-y/N)," he said happily. "I'll s-see you again t-tomorrow!"

You smiled at the news as you said your goodbyes and you walked into your house to face a worried mother who you forgot to text. Oops.

Ticci Toby

Five days had passed since you had been saved by Toby, and you were still wondering how on Earth he knew your name. You were walking home from school when he snuck up on you from behind. "H-hi," he said, and you whirled around, ready to attack. You relaxed when you saw him.

"Hi, Toby," you said with a smile. "How have you been?"

He grinned behind his mouthguard. "G-good, thanks. N-not many p-people ask that wh-when they s-see me," he said honestly. You felt a pang of sadness wash over you at that comment. In fact, you were able to relate to that. "H-how are y-you, (Y/N)?"

"I'm great, thanks to you." You hugged him, which took him by surprise before he quickly hugged you back. "Thank you," you muttered into his shoulder.

"Y-you're welcome," he replied happily. He walked you the rest of the way home. "W-will I see y-you t-tomorrow?" he asked shyly. You nodded, and he grinned again. "Until th-then."

BEN Drowned

You've been playing Majora's Mask every day since then, hoping to see the boy again. A week passed and you were on the verge of thinking that you had simply gone insane when he finally returned. He gracefully emerged from the TV, by which I mean he full on face planted as he fell. "Ow..." he muttered, rubbing his head as he sat up.

"Um... Hi," you said, trying not to laugh.

He jumped, as if not expecting you to be in the room, and quickly scrambled to his feet. "Hello again," he said smoothly as if he hadn't just fallen out of the TV. "I believe I forgot to introduce myself earlier. The name's BEN."

"I'm (Y/N)," you said.

"I know," BEN said before realizing how creepy that sounded. "I mean... uh... that's your profile name on my game."

Wow, you thought to yourself, such a smooth recovery. Not.

He plopped down next to you on the sofa. "Do you want to play a game with me?" he asked.

"Sure," you replied. "How does Call of Duty: Modern Warfare sound?"

"Perfect," he said with a grin. You got up and switched the games, handing BEN a controller.

(TIME SKIP)

BEN set down his controller after being beaten for the tenth time. "How?!" he exclaimed.

You laughed. "I will forever beat you!" you teased.

"Yeah yeah yeah." He glanced at the clock. "Dang. It's late. I gotta go, (Y/N)," he said as he walked over to the TV and jumped inside.

"Okay. Bye," you said to the empty house.

Hey guys! How's it going? So here's the next chapter. It's pretty early for me to update, but like I said before, I'm having a lot of fun writing this. I'm going to try to have the next one out soon. The next one (spoiler alert) is going to be the pastas discovering they have feelings for you! So it'll be in their POV. That's all I've got. Until next time!

~MishaIsOurOverlord1