"Ever wondered who watches you through your laptop camera? Or why there's sometimes product placement in your dreams? Since the dawn of time, The world has been ruled by a cabal of ancient elites. But puppeteering the world isn't as easy as it used to be. That's why we formed this company. To enact our overlord's mysterious whims for a better tomorrow. We are Cognito, Inc. and we got you covered, up!" The commercial went on as four people of various species were watching.

"Any questions?" The lady doing the presentation asked. Almost everyone raised their hand as fast as a flash.

"Besides moral ones?" She asked. Everyone lowered their hand as quickly as they raised them.

"That's the mail room, That's the men's bathroom, That's the screening room where we splice footage of rotting foxes into kids' cartoons." Reagan said to Brett as they passed a room where children were crying in. They stopped by a lab and opened the door. Y/N sat in front of various monitors and was playing Super Smash Bros.

"Hon. This is Brett. He's new, I got work to do, and now your in charge of him." Reagan said as she quickly left the room. She needed to clear her head. One, she needed to find a way to tell Y/N that she was pregnant. Two, she needed to make ROBOTUS perfect. Three, her promotion went down the drain.

"Oh? Ok?" Y/N said slightly confused as his wife left the room.

"Brett Hand, thrilled to be serving whoever gives me approval!" Brett said enthusiastically. He wasn't exactly sure what to say to this man. But he was still glad to be meeting him.

"Well then I'll be giving you that approval! Names Y/N Ridley! Thrilled to be meeting you." Y/N said in his normal enthusiastic tone of voice.

"Sweet! So...what exactly is this room?" Brett asked and looked around the room. He saw various pictures on the table. One was of a tall, thin man with coke bottle glasses, a white tuxedo and white pants, a green button down shirt, and a blue bow tie at a wedding altar with a woman in a black wedding dress, raven black hair, pale white skin, and no face. He seemed incredibly enthusiastic.

"That's my mom and dad on their wedding day. As for this room, this is where the important stuff happens. I'm in charge of watching the important stuff, and keep Creepypasta's in check." Y/N listed off.

"Wait wait wait wait! Creepypasta's? As in the urban legend Creepypasta's? Slender Man? Jeff the Killer? Laughing Jack? Eyeless Jack?" Brett listed off in shock and fear. Little did he know, Jeff the Killer walked into the room. Jeff was drinking a expresso. He noticed Brett's reaction to Y/N's news and decided to have a little fun. He slowly crept up on him.

"Peek a boo!" Jeff said as Brett screamed like a little girl. Jeff then busted out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha! I'm so sorry man! It's just it's not everyday I get to do that to someone. Well, sneak up on them, yes. Make them scream, not so much." Jeff said as he put eye drops in his eyes and walked out of them room.

"He seems...surprisingly friendly." Brett said as he watched Jeff go.

"Ya. I suppose I got some explanation's to do. You see, Creepypasta's are real. A majority of the personnel experience Creepypasta's are real. It's just they sound so unrealistic and unbelievable, nobody considered the fact they might be real. This department keeps those creatures in check. House is haunted by dead husband, not our problem. A giant spider is in your crawl space, yawn. Attacked by a guy in a hockey mask, don't waste my time. But, chased down by a humanoid bear and warthog, or your pet was dragged underground by a monster, or even encounter a unearthly creature. Then we are interested." Y/N said as he turned on a monitor and showed footage of various monsters in glass cells. Brett gasped as he saw them all. The Rake. Cartoon Cat. Sirenhead. The Smile room. The Smile room host. The man with the upside down face. Photo negative Mickey. Many more. Some who hadn't appeared in Creepypasta's.

"These are the ones that are hostile, too dangerous for society. Or ones we are waiting to unleash on Disney if they ruin another live action movie or continue to beat messages down our throats." Y/N said.

"But what about the others?" Brett asked.

"Well, Slender and his brothers are not actually bad people. They've just been walking among humanity. As for the killers, that's a little complicated to understand. You see, some people have a little something special in their brains that allows them to have psychic connections to Creepypasta characters and then they write stories about people they thought were fictional. Unfortunately, somethings got chopped up in translation. For example, Jeff didn't kill his family. They were killed by a loan shark Jeff's dad owned a crap load of money to and his disfigurement is because of them, as a way to leave a message. He earned his name, Jeff The Killer, after slaughtering the loan shark and his gang." Y/N explained. Brett's eyes widened at this news. Half of Jeff the Killers story was nothing but a lie.

"Another thing. Suicide Mouse is real. Unfortunately, lots of things were a little misheard in translation. Here's how it really ended." Y/N said as he started up the footage. Like the original Creepypasta, it had Mickey walking for two minutes, only for it to end like this. Mickey turned, walked to the camera and...danced?

"Don't forget who you are and where you came from. Don't get too emotional over little things. Don't quit until you win the grand prize. You can either be crushed by a horrific event and lose your sanity, your family and your life. Or, you can take this pain that was thrust upon you, to propel into greatness. You can make it through this. I know it's hard. You can do things today that shape your unknown future. Make every day the time when you turn what you don't know into what would like to happen." Mickey said and took a bow. The short then ended.

"Same thing with Sally. She never had a uncle. She and her parents got killed when their car crash into a lake. And Ben Drowned actually died in a boating accident when the boat engine overheated and exploded." Y/N said.

"No uncle?" Brett asked.

"No uncle. Not one at all." Y/N said.

"So Creepypasta's are real, it's just a majority of the story's are wrong?" Brett asked.

"Yep. A lot of them are actually really nice people. Clockwork treats my brother, Max, kindly. Well, she is his wife so I'd hope so." Y/N said.

"Hold on! Clockwork is your sister in law?!" Brett asked.

"Yes. Clockwork is married to my brother Max. Jane the Killer is married to my brother Elroy. Nurse Ann is married to my brother Allen. And Ticci Toby is married to my sister, Al." Y/N said. He pulled down covers that were on his wall and showed four different photos. One was of a a wedding at a beach. A tall, pale skinned, smooth brown haired male in a tuxedo was standing with Clockwork, dressed in a white wedding dress, at a alter.

The other was at a winery. A male about five feet and seven inches tall with shaggy pink hair, a green and blue flannel shirt and blue overalls. Jane was dressed in a white shirt with a black rose on it and had black pants.

"All the tuxedo and wedding dress stores had been blown up, and all our good clothes were stuck at the dry cleaners, so we couldn't get anything nice to wear." Y/N explained.

"That is...awesome! You gotta tell me what family reunion's are like! Also let me guess, Jane the Killer being lesbian was also misheard in translation?" Brett said as his eyes lit up.

"It's honestly fun. We get together at the Slender mansion on Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, or special occasions. Halloween's fun. We go into town and scare people. Watch horror movies at home. Eat candy, and play games like bobbing for hearts and heads, pin the tail on the werewolf, axe tossing, and horror movie trivia. It's always nice to meet the family and newcomers. And yes you are right, she's actually bisexual. Not lesbian. Says she has no idea where people are getting that from." Y/N said

"But point being, keeping track of Creepypasta's, the multiverse, and afterlives are my job." Y/N said.

"So I got a question." Brett asked Y/N.

"Shoot." Y/N said.

"Is religion real? Or is that something that is made up here?" Brett asked.

"Oh ya. Religion is real. It's actually a mix of Christianity, Egyptian, Norse mythology, and Voodoo. Also the Endermen and Creepers from Minecraft are real. Trust me when I say it's confusing." Y/N said down at his desk.

"But I gotta get use to it. It's my job to observe and keep track of the gods, monsters, Heaven, hell, and the multiverse. I gotta make sure nothing gets out." Y/N said.

"Wait what?" Brett said, slightly confused at the last one.

"Umm...NOTHING!" Y/N said. He looked at the screen and looked at the various alternate realities.

"Wanna watch a Willy Wonka horror movie?" Y/N asked.

"Are you kidding? Oh course!" Brett said. As they watched the movie, both males failed to notice an Enderman slipping and escaping its realm. The Endermen looked behind him and signaled for a Creeper, a Zombie, and a Skeleton to follow him as they escaped.

"So you also watch over the multiverse?" Brett asked Y/N.

"Oh yes. Like Creepypasta's, some people have psychic connections to the multiverse and write shows, and movies based on the connections. For example, Your Lie in April is its own universe. Only the show and manga were not entirely accurate." Y/N said to Brett as they watched the movie. They were at a scene where Willy Wonka shoved Augustus into the chocolate river and watch him burn and sink.

"Wait, Your Lie in April got things wrong too?" Brett asked.

"Yep. Koari actually survived the surgery and started dating...oh what's his face. He's got the blue eyes and glasses." Y/N said. Brett's jaw dropped.

"You mean that emotional letter ending was nothing but a lie?" Brett asked slightly disappointed that the ending was a lie. But he was glad that Kaori got to live happily ever after.

"Yes. A true lie in April. But that's not all, look at this." Y/N said and showed Brett something on the monitors. It looked like an episode of Your Lie in April. But there was a different character. He was dressed in a red sweater, a white button down shirt, and grey dress pants. Brett looked at the characters face and realized it was Y/N, only younger.

"That's my variant. Y/N Rogers." Y/N said.

"Variant?" Brett asked

"You got a lot to learn. Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it soon...ish." Y/N said to Brett.

Later

Y/N and Brett laughed and talked as they walked to Reagan's office. As they walked in, both saw someone who looked exactly like the President. Y/N's eyes widened in alarm and Brett's face lit up and he ran over to him.

"Oh my god, Mr. President, What an honor." Brett said.

"Mr President! What are you doing here?" Y/N asked in shock.

ROBOTUS (AKA The President) responded to them. "The honor is mine. (in robot voice) Actor James Van Der Beek. And actor, Matt Smith." Brett and Y/N looked confused