Tim groaned, finding himself laying him on the floor as he awoke. He couldn't think clearly and his eyelids felt heavy.

"Tim or Slender?" Jeff asked, stroking his hair.

"Jeffy?" Tim asked, looking up at him to show deep brown eyes before closing them.

"Hey baby... I hope he wasn't too bad with you... I wish I could have done more..." Jeff said, sighing.

"My wrist..." Tim said, looking down to see that his wrist was scabbing over and it looked like it was going to scar. "Oh no..."

"He was emo..." Jeff said, snuggling him.

"Can I be unchained? Or at least be chained to the bed? The floor is not comfy." Tim said, snuggling back.

"Slender has left your body. It is safe now but he has completed the second phase." Observer said, shaking his head in annoyance.

"You didn't help me at all! Where the fuck were you??" Jeff snarled, before picking up Tim and putting him on the bed.

"My name is Observer. Not helper. Besides, this isn't over." He said, smirking as he disappeared.

"Creepy bastard means that there is one more phase before it complete." Ben said, frowning.

"Fuuuuuuuck..." Jeff growled, holding him close.

"I'm going to be fine..." Tim said, smiling

"You shouldn't have to go through this..."

"I am going to be fine as long as I'm with you... But I'm sorry I couldn't stop him from saying those mean things and causing you trouble... It just hurt and it was so hard to take control...."

"It was fine, pretty boy... Now... Let's go shopping for that ring, eh?"

"You were being serious?" Tim said, looking up at him in shock.

"Of course baby... I do plan on making a life with you..."

"I'm that kind of person that won't believe it until I see the ring." Tim said, chuckling.

"Well... Let's get you cleaned up..."

"Yeah, I haven't showered in a few days... I probably look horrible.." Tim said.

"Come on..." Jeff picked him up, and put him into bathroom. "Call me when you are done."

"Of course." Tim said, smiling at Jeff before shutting the door. He quickly got a shower, washing himself thoroughly before walking out with a towel on his head with underwear over his lower areas.

"Here are your clothes, pretty boy." Tim turned and gave Jeff a cute smile, taking his clothes.

"Thanks!" he said, starting to put on his pants.

"Now... What kind of ring do you want?"

"Any kind you think is best... I've never actually thought about it."

"Well, we can look when we get to Jared's."

"Isn't that expensive?" He asked, looking nervous.

"I am rich, baby. We will be fine, like you." He says, kissing his head.

"Please tell me I still have a job even after missing so many days." Tim said, blushing at the comment but at the mention of money he remembered his job.

"Zalgo understood.... You still have a job."

"Thank god... I want to be able to buy you a ring..." Tim said, smiling big and giggled at Jeff's face.

"I am fine."

"You still deserve a ring for our wedding..." Tim said, blushing.

"I will get that later."

"I have money saved up. Even after your birthday extravaganza." Tim said, winking as he wrapped his arms around Jeff. "Let me spoil you."

"Fine..."

"Yay! Now, let me make you breakfast!"

"It's 3 in the afternoon."

"Let me make you dinner!"

"No. I am making YOU dinner!"

"I have not done anything productive in a week. Let. Me. Do. This."

"No no no... I am making you dinner!"

"Are we seriously arguing about who makes dinner?"

"Yes, and it feels good. I am making dinner."

"Nope. I am."

"Noooo! I am!"

"Dinner is done!" Ben called out.

"Looks like neither of us is making dinner." Tim chuckled, walking out of the bedroom.

"Dagnabit..." Jeff said, smiling big as he followed Tim.

"You are so weird..." Tim said, grabbing three plates out for them.

"Shush whippersnapper! Git me mah food..."

"How much do you want?"

"ALL OF IT!" Jeff said, smiling wildly.

"Hell no! I made it! I get some!" Ben said, grabbing his plate and starting to get his food.

"I would wish for some also, but I'll make sure you get a lot." Tim said, smiling at Jeff and winking.

"Yay! I feel superior!"

"Superior my ass..." Ben mumbled only to be smacked by Tim.

"Don't ruin his confidence." Tim said, giving Jeff his plate before getting his own.

"Yay! I'm the favorite!" Jeff laughed, hugging Tim with one arm.

"Why can't I be the favorite?" Ben asked.

"He's my boyfriend. Automatic favorite." Tim said, smiling as he snuggled into Jeff.

"Get a boyfriend, Ben." Jeff said, smiling.

"When you are comfortable enough to kiss Tim on the lips like a man."

"Eh... Go dig a ditch."

"And drop you in it."

"Nah. I will drop you in it!"

"Can't we just eat in peace?" Tim asked, Ben shaking his head as he smirked.

"Not when we are talking about manliness."

"Because I am a manly man full of man from Mannington who likes manwiches and to man the man boats." Jeff says, pounding his chest.

"Tim wouldn't get that..." Ben snickered.

"What do you mean?" Tim asked.

"You are obviously the woman of the relationship..."

"Yeah!" Jeff said, nodding happily.

"Woah woah woah... Why can't I--"

"You are my woman." Jeff said, kissing his hair. "No woahs about it."

"I am as much as a man as Jeff!"

"Yeah... Whatever lets you sleep at night, Timmy." Ben said, eating, earning a pout from Tim.

"You are my pretty boy, Tim... You are my man." Jeff said, playing with Tim's hair.

"And you're mine..." Tim said back, liking how Jeff seemed to know exactly where to stroke to turn him into a puddle, but he realized his hair was getting a bit too long. "I need a haircut..."

"Alright... We will get that while we are out." Jeff said, smiling.

"Can I ask you of a request?"

"Alright... Ask away."

"Could you.. Take off your glamour?"

"Fine..." Jeff ran his hand over his face, revealing his true face. "Happy, Tim?"

"I like you natural... I think you're handsome either way."

"Well shucks." Jeff said, his unnaturally large grin getting bigger. "I am happy to hear."

"Besides, if I can't see you like this what chance do I have of being your fiance?" Tim said, smiling before kissing Jeff on the nose. Jeff blushed a little and Tim giggled.

"No making the man blush! It is creepy to see that white face turn pink!" Ben teased.

"But I like it... He looks cute." Tim said, snuggling into Jeff's shoulder.

"Ack... You two are bad for my manliness."

"That means Jeff's more man than you."

"Of course. I am the one with the cut up burned face."

"You have to admit though, if you didn't turn out like this we would have never met each other... Some things happen for a reason."

"Creepypasta romance! The normies knew I would end up with SOMEONE... They just kept shipping me with Slender or Jane." Jeff said, making a face.

"You with Slender? Jane?"

"Yes yes... Normies are twisted people. Nearly as twisted as us Creepypastas."

"I can't see either of those two with you..." Tim said, shaking his head.

"Good!" Jeff said, smiling. "That would be awkward if you could."

"Yep, and you both are weird by the way. Now, eat." Ben said.

"They ship Ben with The Happy Mask Salesman and Sonic.EXE." Jeff said, making Ben cover his face.

"Noooooooooooo..."

"I see Ben more with a demonic Dark Link than anything..." Tim said.

"Whyyyyyy?" Ben said, covering his face, but his elf ears were bright pink.

"He thinks so too." Jeff said, laughing.

"I think that would be adorable..."

"Shut uuuuuuup..." Ben said, grumbling.

"I think I can get you a game with Dark Link in it..."

"Shut... Really?"

"Yep." Tim chuckled as that peaked Ben's interest. "Actually, I think I have that game..."

"Ocarina of Time or Hyrule Warriors?" Ben asked.

"Both... I had a real fascination for Zelda a while ago and bought the games... I prefer Ocarina of time Dark Link though in my opinion."

"Eeee... I mean, I will take Ocarina of Time first." Ben said, acting like he didn't care.

"Of course. Let me go grab it for you. Jeff, seriously, eat though." Tim said, heading over to a box in the corner. He bent down, rummaging through the old games they had as his butt stuck out, searching deeper in the large box.

"This is a nice view..." Jeff said, whistling.

"Eat your food Jeff..." Tim said, but his cheeks were turning red.

"Naw... Dat booty!"

"I'm serious, Jeff."

"I gotta take you dancing..."

"You did over a month ago... Actually, I believe that is how we met." Tim said, finally finding the game.

"I wanna make that booty shake!" Jeff said, laughing.

"You are enjoying this aren't you?" Tim said, giving Ben the game before sitting down.

"He is funny." Ben said, snickering.

"Booty! Booty booty!"

"I'm going to sleep on the couch if this keeps up."

"Noooo! Booty come back!"

"Come on..." Tim said, hiding his face as he brought his knees to his chest.

"My pretty boy has the prettiest face when he blushes..." Jeff said, holding him.

"This is Karma, Tim, for teasing me." Ben said, smirking.

"Karma is a jerk, isn't it?"

"It is..." Tim muffled answer came, refusing to show his face as it felt like it was burning off.

"Can I kiss you, cutie?" Jeff asked, smiling.

"Anytime.." Tim said, hesitantly lifting his head.

"My pretty boy..." Jeff kissed his cheek.

"I might have asked this before but why don't you kiss me on the lips?"

"Because he has self esteem issues." Ben said.

"I am not a good kisser without my glamour on..." Jeff said, chuckling awkwardly.

"Come on... I want to try.."

"Fine..." Jeff kissed him carefully on the lips. Tim kissed back, freezing as he felt a tiny spark go through him from the lips. Tim pulled away, touching his lip.

"Sorry... Did I mess up?"

"No.. It was... Amazing..."

"Really?"

"Yeah..." Tim said, smiling as he blushed a bright pink, the feeling of Jeff's lips on his not leaving him.

"Now, Can we eat??" Ben asked.

"You can, I have to go to the bathroom."

"Alright." Jeff went to the table as Tim quickly headed to the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

"If you need anything, call me baby!" Jeff called out.

"Of course!" Tim said, closing his eyes for a moment only to feel a cold hand go over his mouth. He quickly shot them open and tried to scream as he saw Hoodie in front of him.

"Shhhh... It's me, Masky."

"Mmm!" Tim couldn't speak, the hand making his cries too soft to be heard. He shook slightly, seeing the pipe in Hoodie's other hand.

"Slender told me what that freak was going to do... Are you seriously going to marry him?" Hoodie asked, voice dark and murderous. Tim nodded, scared slightly at what Hoodie was thinking he was going to do.

"Mm hm..."

"You are a moron when you have no memories..." Tim felt miffed at that and glared at Hoodie, trying to take off the hand. "Now... What to do with you..."

"Mmph!!" Tim tried screaming again, it coming out soft and barely a sound and he realized Hoodie probably had experience with this.

"Should I take you away? Should I cut you? Should I force you to remember?"

"MM!" Tim shook his head, not wanting any of that.

"What should I do, Masky?"

"Mmm..." Tim hoped he would choose to let him go.

"Really?"

"MM?"

"I just want to know something... Are you truly happy not knowing what happened?" Tim didn't answer, not knowing what to say so he just shrugged, avoiding Hoodie's gaze. "Tell me...Nod or shake your head, Masky."

"Mm..." Tim honestly didn't know because he sometimes wished he could remember while the rest of the time he didn't want to.

"This is why I fight for you. I care enough to fight for all sides." Hoodie said.

"Mm..." Tim nodded, Hoodie relaxing slightly.

"But that is the same reason why I can't let you go." Hoodie brought up a rag and Tim distinctly smelled Chloroform, not knowing how he knew the smell but he did.

"MM!"

"Calm down... I'm not taking you to the forest... Just a small ride... Down memory lane..."

"Mm..." Tim whimpered softly, Hoodie quickly replacing his hand with the rag and Tim started struggling only to grow weaker as the seconds wore on.

"Shhh... We will be there shortly... Just... Sleep." Tim felt himself lean on Hoodie before he passed out, a chuckle in his ear.