Tim whined as he awoke, his head pounding as he felt himself being carried.

"Shhh... We are here, Mask. Welcome... to our hidden place." Hoodie said, taking him inside of a cabin.

"Wha...?" Tim asked, his voice soft and breathy as he looked around to see the cabin was furnished nicely in his blurry vision.

"Our clubhouse, as you called it..." Hoodie said, laying him down on the couch. "Our hiding place from Slender."

"Why here?" He asked, feeling strange as he shifted.

"So... We can be safe while we talk. I don't know how I feel about all this..." Hoodie said, sighing.

"About what?" Tim asked, sitting up slowly as he felt like everything was moving too fast.

"You. Jeff. Slender. Zalgo. Everything. You are quite determined to stay with Jeffrey."

"I love him..." Tim said, smiling at the thought of Jeff before frowning as he realized he was probably worried sick.

"I can see that... I have been watching for a while... I don't know if taking you back would do anything, anymore." Hoodie said, taking off his hood and mask.

"What is it that you want me to remember so bad?" Tim asked, staring at Hoodie's face, finding that it was very handsome with his silky looking brown hair with his almost auburn eyes.

"All of us. The fun. The family. The time together. You defending Toby. You standing up to me. The battles. Everything." Hoodie said, sighing.

"I'm afraid to remember... I'm afraid I'll be torn between two worlds..." Tim said, honest.

"Yeah... I figured."

"I'm sorry.. I wish I could just remember and make you happy and if you had found me a little over a month ago I would have. But now I have Jeff and I can't be with him and with you guys and... I just can't..." Tim said, holding his head.

"I know... I know... I just wanted to talk to you..." Hoodie said, running his hand through his hair.

"Then, let's talk." Tim said, calming down.

"Are you truly happy with Jeff? Is he good to you? Is Ben?"

"Yeah... He is wonderful... And Ben is nice though they like to see me blush." Tim said, smiling.

"Ah... I see..."

"How is Tobes?" He asked.

"He is playing with Grumps... The kitten you got him."

"I got him the kitten? That's good..." Tim said, smiling softly at the thought before thinking of something. "Why did you kill my parents?"

"Slender ordered it." Hoodie said, frowning.

"Why?" Tim asked, wanting to know.

"So you could be made into a more vicious killing machine..."

"Why he--- If he thinks that he can do that and turn me into a proxy again, he has another thing coming." Tim growled, standing up quickly.

"He thought he did what was best for the group..."

"By making me badder?!"

"Yes."

"That's crazy!" He said, feeling an anger well up inside of him as he glared at a wall.

"He is not human. He does not understand our feelings for family." Hoodie said.

"Then why does he care whether I'm his proxy?!" Tim yelled, so confused and tired of all the drama.

"He does not like to lose, and he fears Zalgo."

"Why does he fear Zalgo?" Tim asked, trying to calm down but it was hard.

"Zalgo is a very powerful demon, who has the power to take him down and start war. He doesn't want that, and fears what he can do."

"A war?!" Tim asked, taking a step back before sitting down, wondering why Slender didn't mention this before. "Why on Earth would he start a war?!"

"Just for the Chaos... He is a demon, after all." He said, sighing. "For power as well..."

"I... No. I am NOT going to let that happen. No wars. A war means Jeff or Ben or you could get hurt."

"It is what we do to others. We can handle ourselves."

"I'm not going to let that happen though. Bring me to Jeff. We are going to talk to him. No fighting."

"Urg... Must I go?" Hoodie asked, frowning.

"Yes, no whining." Tim said, grabbing Hoodie's hand.

"Urrrrrrggggg..." Hoodie said, before putting on his hoodie and mask.

"Let's go." He ordered, taking charge and marching out of the cabin with Hoodie in tow.

"Fuuuuuuuuucccckkkkk...." Hoodie groaned.

"Stop acting like Jeff. He needs to stop cursing also." Tim said, walking away for a little bit before looking around. "Where are we exactly?"

"Forest..." He muttered, before picking him up. "Slenderwalk..."

"What?" Tim said, closing his eyes automatically before he opened them once more to be outside his house.

"Slenderwalk."

"Cool." Tim said, jumping down and walking up to the front door with Hoodie right behind him. He heard a familiar demon's voice inside and he opened the door to see Jeff was talking to Zalgo worriedly but his eyes lit up when he saw Tim.

"TIM!" Jeff yelled, before hugging him. He saw Hoodie and pulled out his knife. "You son of a---"

"Jeff! No! No fighting!" Tim said, getting in between them. "It's okay! I'm fine! Your fine! And we are back together!"

"WHAT?" Jeff yelled, thinking he meant him and Hoodie.

"You and Me are back together!" Tim said wrapping his arms around his killer, Jeff relaxing. "And I love you so so much..."

"Stay the frag away from MY PRETTY BOY! MINE MINE MINE!" Jeff snarled, holding Tim close. "Mine mine mine mine..."

"If he is happy with you... Then I'm fine with it." Hoodie said, nodding but he glared at Zalgo.

"By the way, what is this war I heard about?" Tim asked, giving Zalgo a look.

"War?"

"Yeah, I heard something about a war." Tim said, looking to see Hoodie was gone so he looked back at Zalgo.

"Funny... I haven't thought of war in a while. What war?" Zalgo asked, tilting his head.

"Hoodie said you would start a war and stuff..." Tim said, confused.

"Why would I start a war? Other than you being kidnapped so often, I have no complaints of Slender." Zalgo said, raising an eyebrow.

"Then why does he hate you so much?" Tim asked, leaning on Jeff.

"Because though I haven't started a war, he knows if I did, I would win. I am more powerful than that poor excuse for a creepypasta..." Zalgo said, chuckling.

"You aren't going to start one though?" Tim asked, hugging Jeff tightly. "I don't want Jeff hurt in the middle of it..."

"As long as Slender behaves and acts like a good little pasta, I have no need to start a war among our kind." For some reason, Tim felt like he had a need to defend Slender, no matter how much trouble he caused him but he only glared at the ground.

"Don't talk like that..."

"Hm? Why? Slender has been nothing but a thorn in my side since taking you two in. I shall say what I want about him, Timothy." Zalgo said, unamused.

"It's not nice and don't call me Timothy. My father called me that." Tim said.

"It is your full name, correct? I am formal, enjoying to call others by their full names."

"Bad memories go with my full name."

"I am a demon. I feed off of 'bad memories'. Don't forget that, Masky." Zalgo said, hiding a smirk.

"What did you just call me?" Tim asked, stiffening.

"You are acting like your former self. Very cocky and disrespectful of your superiors. So, I called you Masky."

"You are NOT my superior!"

"I am Jeffrey's superior, and I am more powerful than you. I am wiser, more intelligent, and you work for me. I am your 'boss', your leader, and your superior." Zalgo said, stern.

"Jeff... I'm going for a walk." Tim said, stalking out the door before he said something he might regret.

"Looks like Slender will get his proxy back... I feel bad for you, Jeffrey. The heart knows how to tear a being apart, by falling for the wrong person... or the right one." Zalgo said, sitting down in a recliner. He chuckles as Jeff paled, and Jeff ran to the door.

"Tim! Wait up!" Jeff said, following him. He ran up to Tim and touched his shoulder only to have Tim pull away.

"I need to be alone..." Tim said, hurt and anger in his voice along with a coldness.

"Please... Ignore Zalgo and his weird humor. You know that he is just trying to get you riled up, he feeds on those emotions and stuff." Jeff said.

"I... I just... I don't like him talking like that! How he mocks people behind their back and teases me!"

"That's just his way. Hell... I do it. To other people and stuff."

"Please don't!" Tim held his head walking faster as he refused to look at Jfef.

"Why? It's my way of venting when people are being dummies!"

"He is just like my father!" Tim yelled finally, stopping.

"Say what now?" Jeff said, confused. He ran up and hugged Tim, concerned and unhappy that Tim was unhappy.

"My father was a horrible man. He was horrible to me and my mother... I know for certain that is why I went with Slender... To get away from him." Tim said, shaking with pent up anger and hurt.

"Baby..." Jeff said, gently swaying. "Not everyone is perfect... We all have our faults.... Zalgo's is being a jerk... Mine is murder... Slender's eating children... Ben is addiction to video games... I know I can't fix your past, but you have to remember... You can't change people, or in this case, demons."

"I just can't be under someone like that... Not again..." Tim said, turning and holding onto Jeff.

"I know pretty boy... We can leave... if you want." Jeff said, after a moment. "You and me... on our own. We can do our own thing."

"No... I don't want you to have to do that just because of my issues.."

"No no... I want to do it, because it would make you happy. I am happy when you are happy. I can find another job in some dump, and I could be happy, as long as I have you."

"But you are happy HERE." Tim said, looking up.

"Because you are here." Jeff said, being sappy as he kissed Tim's hair.

"What will Zalgo say?" Tim asked, not wanting any trouble.

"Screw him... As long as you wanna go, I wanna go. Maybe to Hawaii. Maybe Russia. All the vodka we can drink... Or maybe Ireland. We can be the best bartenders ever there... drunk as all hell!" Jeff said, smiling brightly as Tim laughed, a smile appearing on his face.

"Thank you... But I can't just run from my problems. I need to face them and talk to Zalgo like a man."

"Aww... I was really pinning for Ireland."

"We can take a vacation there for our honeymoon..." Tim said, Jeff brightening up.

"I, Laddie! We can be the drunkest drunkards!"

"Of course! Now, let us go home.." Tim said, kissing Jeff on the nose.

"Good..." Jeff said, picking him up and carrying him home. People looked at them, giggling and awwing at the scene. Tim blushed and hid his face until they got home, internally groaning when he saw Zalgo was still there, reading a book while eating an apple. Tim was hoping for some alone time with Jeff.

"Hello.." Tim said, snuggling into Jeff.

"Have a nice walk?"

"Dandy." Tim said, being set on the couch across from Zalgo with Jeff beside him.

"The weather is nice today, isn't it? Not over in Ireland... Storms and flooding." Zalgo said, a slight smirk playing his lips. Tim ignored it though he wanted to punch it right off.

"Dagnabit..." Jeff growled, frowning.

"Though... Russia is warmer than usual, but Hawaii is smelting, as you mortals say..."

"Good, I like the heat." Tim said, smiling.

"I don't... I burn easily." Jeff said, laughing at his lame joke.

"We can get you one of those chinese umbrellas." Tim said, smiling.

"Very feminine, in my opinion..."

"Then you should have no problem with one." Tim said, smiling as Jeff started laughing.

"Very well played." Zalgo said, chuckling.

"That was such a burn!" Jeff laughed.

"Like what happened to you from those bullies?" Zalgo asked, laughing slightly louder. Jeff stopped laughing quickly. "What, Jeffrey? Can't take a joke among colleagues?"

"I can..." Jeff said.

"Wait, who do I have to kill now?" Tim asked, looking at Jeff.

"Doesn't he know your story?"

"Yeah, I read it but Jeff kept interrupting to tell me more details."

"He broke because of a few bullies... They poured gasoline on him, and lit him aflame. Then bleached him..." Tim winced as he nodded.

"Now I remember that part... Poor Jeffy..." Tim said, hugging his killer tightly and kissing him on the cheek to make him smile.

"I am fine, Tim..."

Zalgo looked to the clock, and suddenly stood up. "I am late for a special mission of mine. So sorry for running off on you both, but I cannot miss this one... I hope you both have a good day."

"No problem... Have fun.." Tim said.

"See ya Zalgo..." Jeff said, waving goodbye.

With that, Zalgo vanished, leaving his book. Jeff eyed it, and picked it up, before cursing.

"It's in latin... I wanted to know what he was reading!" Jeff said, groaning. "I wonder what he was in a rush for?"

"I have no clue..." Tim said, shrugging as he winced at the burning sensation on his wrist and remembered his cut. He looked to see it was healing but he knew there would be a scar in the shape of Slender's symbol there for a while.

"Maybe we can give this to Slenderman and make peace..." Jeff said, laughing. He began reading out loud what was said in the book, in very poor Latin.

"You are reading Tales of a Demon..." Tim said, taking the book away.

"You know Latin??" Jeff asked, shocked. "When did you learn Latin?!"

"Apparently as I know what you are saying and I have no idea." Tim said, shrugging before starting to read it a little bit.

"Read it too me, dollface! Or at least, tell me what it's about!" Jeff said, excited to have information on the demon.

"It's about four different demons. All finding a human love some way or another..." He said, reading the back.

"Zalgo reads romances?! Bwahahahahahahahahaa!" Jeff snorted and fell to the floor, laughing. "Big scary Zalgo, reading romances!"

"I think it's sweet... It shows he has a sensitive side.." Tim said, smiling as he realized Zalgo is different from his dad in some ways.

"What's that? On the back of the cover?" Jeff said, stopping when he saw handwriting. "It's not Zalgo's..."

"For you, my dearest fan. Thank you for your help in translating. I know I must have been a pain, but have this as I travel from place to place showing the light side of the darkness... Love, Zoey Stallton."

"Zoey? Who is Zoey?" Jeff wondered outloud.

"Maybe he had a love that died... If I remember the ending of this book correctly, all the human loves die from old age or some way at the end."

"Sad... Ridiculously sad! Check the back! Maybe there is more writing."

"Nothing..." Tim said, checking it over and flipped through it only to find a note.

"Could reincarnation be true? I see this female and she looks just like her... Must find out. Research required." The note said.

"What is re.. incar... nation?" Jeff said, the handwriting slightly messy.

"It means to be reborn again in a new body with the same soul."

"Wow... So... That 'urgent' mission... Could he be following a girl who reminds him of this... Stallton chick?"

"Could be."

"Well, at least we know he has a soft spot." Jeff said, shrugging as he sat down and turned on the TV. "So, what now, pretty boy?"

"We can make out." Tim joked, laughing as Jeff froze.

"Hmmm..." Jeff made a long sound. "Why not?"

"Because you barely kiss me anymore."

"Hey! We have been busy!" Jeff said, sighing. "C'mere..."

"I don't want you to feel like you have to..."

"Come. here."

"Fine fine..." Tim said, crawling toward him until he was a little bit away from

Jeff cuddled Tim, and kissed him all over his face before laughing evilly. He licks Tim's cheek, before yelling, "PUPPY KISSES!"

"Come on!" Tim said, giggling.

"Woof woofff!" Jeff licks him again. Willy and Uno heard the barking and came running in, licking them both. "Brothers! Nooooo! Attack the boyyyy!"

"No! Attack Jeff!"

"No! Uno! Willy! Get mommy!"

"What? Why am I mommy?"

"Cuz I am daddy!"

"You are a tough guy..."

"And you are the softie!"

"Yeah... Come on Willy! Come here Uno! Kiss daddy!" Tim said, the dogs licking Jeff.

"No! Tackle mommy! Get him!" Uno went after Tim, licking frantically.

"No! Please!" Tim laughed, trying to not get tongue in his mouth or nose. He squealed when Uno licked his ear, laughing,

"Good puppy--- WILLY NOT DA FACE!" Jeff squealed, being slobbered on by the dog.

"Okay okay! I submit!" Tim said, getting up.

"Now, to kiss you like a kitty!" Jeff said, licking and nibbling Tim.

"Jeff!" Tim said, trying to move away only to be pinned.

"Kitty lovens!"

"Come on!" Tim yelled, but he was also giggling.

"Nehhh! Nehhh! Nehhh!" Jeff meowed as he licked Tim's face.

"Please! No kitty kisses!" Tim said, struggling.

"Why? Don't like my kisses?" Jeff asked, snickering.

"I want.. I want your lips on mine..." Tim said, stroking Jeff's cheek where the smile would be if he had the glamour off.

"Alright... One quick kiss before we go on our special date tonight." Jeff said, giving him a sweet kiss.

"Special date?" Tim asked, looking into Jeff's eyes and melted slightly.

"Yes. I have been planning a date for a while, a surprise. We are going to Don's Castro!"

"No way! That is impossible to get into!" Tim said, smiling big.

"I am special... and I blackmailed the guy." Jeff said, sounding proud.

"I love you so much!" Tim said, giving Jeff a big kiss on the cheek only to have his lips guided to Jeff's, not caring how he blackmailed him.

"Now... I got you a nice suit to wear and all new wardrobe, so that you and me can look our best for your surprise!"

"What time is our spot?" Tim asked, snuggling against Jeff.

"Around 7..."

"That gives us a few hours..." Tim giggled, smiling.

"Yep! Go to your closet. All your stuff is in there."

"Come with me... I want to play dress up with you..." Tim giggled, smiling big.

"Fine fine... No makeup."

"Aww..." Tim led Jeff to the bedroom, looking in the closet to find new suits and many items including hats and shoes. "Wow..."

"Yeah... I went a little crazy." Jeff said, smiling.

"Aren't you always?" Tim joked, smiling big as he looked through the closet.

"Hee hee! True!"

"Here! I want to wear this tonight..." Tim said, finding a suit that was a deep black color with a red tie.

"You will look good!"

"I hope so..." He said, smiling before looking at Jeff. "We both are getting haircuts before we go."

"Noooooo... You are not getting this mane cut!" Jeff said, holding his own hair.

"At least let me play with it... And what are you going to wear?" Tim asked.

"I will wear a suit... And no playing."

"Why not?" Tim asked, loving Jeff's hair and he always imagined playing with it.

"Because this is a look." Jeff said, flipping his hair dramatically.

"Very dramatic..." Tim rolled his eyes before messing with his hair. "Well... I need mine cut."

"Yes. Let's go." Jeff said, smiling. Tim reached for his jacket before deciding differently, putting on Jeff's hoodie to find it was about a size too big and was really warm.

"Warm..."

"Really? Stealing my hoodie? Fine..." Jeff said, putting on a jacket.

"It's warm and comfy... Plus it smells like you..." Tim said, smiling softly as he blushes.

"You can have it, pretty boy. You deserve it after all your troubles."

"No, because if you don't wear it then it'll lose your smell... I'll just wear it sometimes." Tim said, the hoodie's smell a mixture of Jeff's cologne and his own special scent.

"Fine fine..." Jeff said, laughing.

"Everything about you makes me love you..." Tim said, walking outside to find it was chilly until Jeff wrapped his arms around Tim's waist.

"Yeah yeah... I am amazeballs." Jeff said, smiling as they walked down the street. Jeff was wearing a tight fitting jacket, causing many people to stare at him in a flirtatious way causing Tim to hold onto his killer.

"Hey handsome." Tim growled and his eyes grew dark as a girl had the nerve to say that to Jeff in front of him.

"I'm going to kill someone..." Tim said, growling.

"Heh heh! Now you know how I feel..." Jeff said, catching a few men staring at Tim.

"Hey! You want to come over here and give me a kiss?" A man yelled at Tim and he scowled, thinking they were talking to Jeff.

"No! Buzz off creeten!" Jeff yelled.

"Was talking to the sexy boy next to you!" The man yelled, laughing with his friends. Tim growled, not interested in this at all but he didn't want to say anything in fear it would egg them on.

"He's my fiance! Have some respect!" Jeff snarled, rushing him along. Tim pulled his hoodie up and held onto Jeff, embarrassed for the both of them that some random guy would have the nerve to say that. He heard some jeers and taunts but he ignored them, finally getting to the hair salon.

"I'm so sorry for that..." Tim said, looking at Jeff nervously.

"It's fine, pretty boy... Now, get to being all cute and stuff." Jeff said, paying the lady.

"Hello, sir. Would you like to have your hair washed before we cut your hair? It's free today." The woman said, Tim nodding before taking off the hoodie so it wouldn't get wet.

"That's the best part." Tim said, sitting in the chair in front of the sink before smiling at Jeff. The lady leaned him back before starting to wet his hair and rubbing his scalp, making his eyes close in bliss.

"Having fun?" Jeff asked, chuckling.

"Oh yeah... Best part..." Tim said, smiling as he purred from her rubbing the soap into his hair.

"Alright..." Jeff said, sitting down in the waiting chair. Tim soon finished up with the washing and he was soon in the cutting chair. He smiled but as soon as she brought the scissors near his head, he tensed.

"What look do you want, darlin?" She asked, looking at his hair.

"I'm not sure.. Jeff? What do you think?" He asked, flinching when she waved the scissors around when she talked.

"I don't know... This will do." Jeff said, showing her a picture.

"Alright... Relax, hun." The woman said, looking him over.

"Ok..." Tim relaxed slightly, not wanting to have her accidentally hurt him. She cut his hair, looking in the mirror to find it was looking more and more like the day he woke up those years ago which unnerved him slightly.

"Do you want any highlights or lowlights?" The lady asked, looking for any missed spots.

"No, it looks fine to me. What do you think Jeff? Looking good?" Tim asked.

"Give him a blue bang!" Jeff said, giggling wildly at the thought.

"Is that what you agree to?" The woman asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Sure... I've always wanted to do something like that." Tim said knowing he was being a little rebellious, but if he wasn't allowed to do it as a teenager then he would do it now.

"Alright then... Relax please." The lady said, getting to work.

"Of course." Tim said, the lady getting the dye out.

Jeff then sat in a salon chair, and a lady came out. He was getting prepped for his look.

"What are you getting done, Jeff?" Tim asked, smiling as the woman started to mix both of the dyes.

"Getting a streak of white." Jeff said, smirking.

"Hot... Wait, you'll let her play with your hair but not me?" Tim asked, joking around.

"Uurrrggg... Must we have this fight now?" Jeff said, chuckling.

"Maybe..." Tim said, The stickiness in his hair driving him nuts and he squirmed only to be held by the lady.

"Eh... Watch the hair, lady." Jeff grumbled.

"Shush or else I'll Get SM.."

"Shut up, Clockwork... LIke the glamour though." Jeff said, chuckling. "Tim, this is Clocky... A friend of mine. Right toots?"

"Shove it, Jeff... Nice to see you, Tim. Everyone was worried when we heard about your ex boss's... tantrum." The lady said, smiling softly.

"It twas not a tantrum..." Tim said.

"Slen is not always like that... He used to be a much better man before Zal came along." Clocky said, sighing. "I miss the old days."

"Sometimes, I do too, Clockwork. He wasn't such an uptight monster." Tim's lady said, sighing as well.

"What was he like?" Tim asked, confused.

"He was much more social, and he even had a girlfriend, if I remember correctly." Clocky whispered.

"I thought that was a rumor!" Tim's salon girl said, gasping.

"Well, Paintress, I heard she got killed by Zalgo when he was in his Mindless form."

"Oooo! Harsh... Poor soul."

"This is all speculation, after all. That's when Slen became... cold, people say." Clock said, shaking her head as she worked on Jeff's hair.

"I remember when Slen threw that get together, and everyone showed up... Biggest party since the beginning of our race." Paintress said, smiling softly.

"Was I there or was that before Masky?"

"Oh yes... You were the bartender! You were too young, in my opinion, but my, you could serve drinks!" Paintress said, laughing.

"I have experience..." Tim said, smiling at Jeff before Paintress started to drag him over to the sink.

"You were always Slen's favorite. He would spoil you rotten! I told him that if he kept feeding you cupcakes, you would become one!" Clocky said, laughing. "Ah... Such times..."

"Why was I his favorite? Wasn't Hoodie there longer?"

"He said it was because you reminded him of his mortal days." Paintress said, remembering. "Hoodie is older..."

"Wait... He was mortal once?"

"Oh yes! We all were once! Even Zalgo..." Clocky said, bringing over Jeff to the sink. "We just don't have very good memory of our mortal days... Some do better than others, but we all are fuzzy on something..."

"Time to wash out the excess blue dye..."

"You look like a skunk, Jeff." Clocky said, snickering.

"A very cute one." Tim said, closing his eyes as his hair was rubbed once more.

"If you ever want to know more, we have very good memories of the past, Tim. We can help with anything you wish to know. Frankly, I would go to Ms. Gray, or... The Gray Lady." Paintress said, nodding.

"Oh yes! Out of all of us, The Gray Lady was one of the first creepypastas! She is our memory keeper!" Clocky said, cleaning Jeff's hair.

"I faintly... Remember someone with that name..." Tim said, holding his head slightly as it hurt.

"She is the defender of abused children and teenagers, and loves to tell stories. She is the owner of this shop! She has her own mini fraction, nothing as big as Slen's or Zal's, but it's a place for us." Paintress said, massaging Tim's head making him close his eyes once more in bliss. "She loves visitors, so she wouldn't mind you two!"

"Good..." Tim said, trying not to whine when she stopped and shut off the water, Clocky doing the same to Jeff.

"Have I made the great Jeff silent?" Clocky teased, laughing.

"You have magic fingers, Clock... As always." Jeff murmured, sounding sleepy.

"Jeff, you look amazing..." Tim said, looking at him to see he looked more bad than before.

"Thanks..." Jeff said, before sitting up. Jeff had a white tipped bangs now, a good look for the killer. "You look more rebel now!"

"Really?" Tim looked in the mirror to see he looked more punk than before, smiling as he knew he looked less like Masky and more unique.

"Yeah... My little rebel." Jeff said, smiling. "You look good, pretty boy."

"Pretty boy?" Clock snickered.

"MY pretty boy." Jeff said, sliding an arm around Tim.

"I think it's cute..." A woman's voice said from behind them and they turned to see an old but pretty woman in a grey dress and grey hair standing in the doorway.

"Hello, Lady. Long time no see!" Jeff said, smiling.

"Hello, Mr. Woods. So nice to see you again. You too Mr. Williams..." Lady said,

"You look as lovely as ever, Lady. How is Smile?" Jeff asked, relaxed.

"He is mighty dandy, Mr. Woods. How are you doing Mr. Williams? You figuring things out or are you trying to go on that rebellious streak you never got?"

"A little of both, Ms. Grey." Tim said, liking how she talked.

"We were sprucing up." Jeff said, smiling.

"Sprucing up indeed. You look like as blue as a blue jay, Mr. Williams. Looks good on you." Tim blushed at the comment, feeling humbled by it.

"What about me?" Jeff said, making a pouty face. He laughed, laying his head on Tim's.

"A mighty fine skunk. I remember I had one once and he was the best pet I ever had." Ms. Grey said, smiling.

"I knew these white tips were a bad impulse buy." Jeff said, shaking his head to try to glare at them.

"I think you look.... What is the word..."

"Like a moron?" Clocky teased.

"Like a skunk?" Paintress offered.

"Badbutt." Tim said, smiling.

Jeff snorted before laughing, shaking at the words.

"I think you look pretty bad boy with those bangs of yours..."

"Thanks y'all." Jeff said, chuckling. "Tim? Anything you want to ask the Gray Lady?"

"What was Slender like as a mortal? And how did he become a creepypasta?"

"Well... Slender was a businessman, I remember... A very mysterious one at that... Hm... There isn't much I know about Slenderman, I'm afraid. I just know he made a very dark deal... and was cursed to be as he is now for eternity." She said, making faces as she attempts to remember.

"It's fine... I just remember looking it up one time and got something different that I didn't believe..." Tim said, smiling.

"Thank you..." Tim looked at the clock and saw that they only had two hours to get ready now.

"Anything else, my dear? Or is it time for you two to depart?" She asked, seeing him eye the clock.

"They have two hours until Jeff's surprise, ma'am." Clocky said, chuckling at Tim's shocked gaze. "It's my job, Tim... My name isn't Clockwork for nothing."

"Jeff? You have anything?"

"Nah... Well... Who is Zoey Stallton? Or who is Slender's girlfriend?" Jeff asked, revealing that he had Zalgo's book. "Zalgo left this at our house... and it seems he has a relationship with a Zoey... Any info?"

"Hm... Well... Zalgo was once mortal... He was a dark male who read Latin and learned all sorts of magic... Including Black and forbidden magics... He was consumed by the darkness, and reverted to a form we refer to as Mindless Zalgo. He devoured souls and the bodies of mortals and creepypastas alike... He, after many years of terror, finally became the Zalgo you are most familiar with. He met a female who was like him in his mortal years, only she knew when to draw the line. She learned white magic, the helpful kind, and was known as a mystic healer... She lived in Salem, during the witch trials..." She trailed off, before saying, "She was burned at the stake on June 7, 1692."

"Do you know how I know Latin?"

"That's no surprise. Slenderman was also a reader of the ancients." She says, smiling. "He most likely taught you."

"Why?"

"So you could learn further magic... Maybe to help him reverse his curse?" She says, thinking for a moment.

"Wait wait... I learned magic?" Tim asked, stalling.

"Perhaps. I know you learned to used it to teleport massive distances, more than Slender Walking... and that you learned to levitate things." She said, thinking.

"Man... Imagine getting the remote without getting up..." Tim joked, Jeff laughing at that.

"I like your thinking'!" Jeff said, snickering. "Wow... Such a history lesson..."

"Could I relearn it? I could help if I could do stuff again."

"I know Latin, and I could help to teach you." The Gray Lady offered, smiling.

"Perfect! Maybe Jeff could learn too." Tim offered, looking at Jeff smiling.

"I have my knife. I am good." Jeff said, chuckling.

"Okay, when should we start, Ms. Grey?"

"After today. You two have fun. Come back tomorrow and we will begin." She says, smiling.

"Thank you, Ms. Grey1

"It's a pleasure, Mr. Williams. Now, off with you two. Time is ticking." She says, laughing.

"Let's go, Jeff!" Tim said, putting on Jeff's hoodie.

"Alright. See you around, ladies!" Jeff said, leading Tim out. The sky was stormy and this time, no one was on the streets due to fear of the storm.

"Seems like people are made of sugar..." Jeff said, laughing.

"Yeah... A little rain never killed anybody..."

"Lightening. Now that has killed people. Not many, but still." Jeff said, chuckling.

"Let's hurry home then we can take the truck to the restaurant."

"Actually... I hired a limo." Jeff said, smirking.

"Spoiler spoiler..." Tim said, but his smile got bigger.

"I admit it. I spoil you."

"You do... Is it bad that I like it?" Tim asked as they walked down the street together.

"Nope. I would be confused and unhappy if you didn't like being spoiled."

"I love being spoiled... Especially when it comes from you."

"Because I am king."

"The KING, of creepypasta!" Tim laughed.

"Yeah!"

"Is that so? To think, I had that title..."

"Dang..." Tim said, getting into a fighting stance.

"Nabit..." Jeff finished, groaning.

"What do you want?" Tim asked, ready for a fight.

"I heard you have something of Zalgo's... And I wished to see what you have." Slender said, appearing down the street.

"Nope!" Tim grabbed the book and put it in his pants, making sure it was hidden. "Sorry to disappoint!"

"Nothing!" Jeff said, sticking out his tongue.

"Are you sure?"

"Super sure. Do we have to get Lady out here?" Jeff said, pointing to the building. "I will tell on you! And you know she will side with us!"

"Then what is that in your pocket, Tim?"

"What is going on?" Clockwork said as she walked out, before freezing. "Slender..."

"Clock? What is wrong?"

"HE is here." She calls out. "Seems like he is up to his tricks."

"I will get my brush!" Paintress called.

"See? We got friends, faceless!" Jeff yelled.

"I am just merely asking a question? Why are you so offensive if you have nothing to hide?"

"You are harassing us, and have been for too long!" Jeff snarled.

"What seems to be the issue here, men?" The Gray Lady asked, as she walked out. "Ah, Slenderman... It has been a while. Aren't you a bit far from your forest?"

"I'm just asking Masky What he has and Jeff is getting defensive."

"Fine! It's cigarettes okay!" Tim said, wanting this to be done with and Slender froze.

"I thought I broke you of that nasty habit..."

"He is not of your kind any longer, from what I have heard, Slenderman. He is allowed to poison his lungs if he wishes." The Gray Lady said, knowing it wasn't cigarettes.

"I got this lecture enough from Jeff!" Tim said, sighing.

"Trust me! I have!" Jeff said, nodding.

"I don't want you dead, Masky... I will make sure you get no more cigarettes from now on." At that, Slender left.

"Well, at least he said Masky. You are in the clear, Tim." Jeff said, joking.

"What he doesn't know is that I am officially 5 days sober from cigarettes because I got tired of your complaining."

"Ah... Yay for annoyingness!"

"Yep." Tim said, looking at his watch. "We should hurry..."

"Yeah! Thanks Gray Lady! We got to get going." Jeff said, putting Tim on his back and running.

"I can run too..." Tim said, though he felt happy that he had such a strong boyfriend.

"I run faster!" Jeff said, laughing.

"You do..." Tim said, the ride surprisingly smooth and they got to their house quickly in time to put on their tuxes and for the limo to pull up.

"Ready to go, darlin?" Jeff asked, smiling.

"I am. Do you think my hair looks okay? I think paintress did a good job but.. Do you like it?"

"It's beautiful, like you, Tim."

"Thanks... Let's go..." Tim said, smiling as he blushed before being led out to the limo.

"After you, sir." Jeff said, smiling.

"Thank you kind sir..." Tim said, getting in the limo with Jeff following.

"I am just a good guy." Jeff said, after sliding in.

"Yeah, I can't tell why there would be rumors of you killing people.." Tim whispered, giggling.

"Naw... I would neeeever do that..." Jeff said, before quietly laughing.

"Where to sir?" An elderly gentleman asked, smiling.

"To Don's castro, my good man."

"Of course, sir..." The limo driver started toward the middle of the city, where the heart of it all was.