Opposites Attract

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Toby panicked

E. Jack just stood there, surprised and upset.

E. Jack then walked in, still carrying Toby and closed the door behind himself, locking it.

" Explain." He demanded.

" W-What is there t-to explain..?" Toby tried making it seem like there was nothing wrong with the room, only acknowledging the fact the room was a mess, and that the pill bottles weren't there.

His mind was racing, trying to find excuses on why there were so many pill bottles; and dare I mention that they were everywhere.

He locked the door
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R4pe
Sally
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He's going to hurt you
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Unlock door
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Door needs to be unlocked
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He's going to r4pe you
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Uncle Johnny
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Uncle Johnny
Unlock the door, now
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Unlock
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The voices repeated. Over, and over, and over, and over again.

" ..." Toby.. couldn't speak. For once in 3 years,  he couldn't find the right words to say. Toby, a 23-24 year old man, couldn't find any words to say. All he could focus on were the voices. The voices that continously repeated themselves. The things that wouldn't ever leave Toby alone. Toby finally couldn't speak.

For most of the Pasta's, it would be a miracle. But it was the opposite. If and when Toby goes quiet it's either the fact that he was planning something or that something was wrong.

Right know, something was wrong. He couldn't think up a good enough lie. Usually he could. Why couldn't he? Why? Why? Why? Why?

Because. He felt as if he physically couldn't lie to E. Jack...

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E. Jack

Toby

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Explain.

...

Toby. Explain.

I-I..

Hm?

I.. I.

You what?

...*mumbles something*..

Say that louder

*says a little bit louder*

Toby. Louder

I.. I stole them a while ago.

Stole them for what?

Myself and my little experiments I have on objects and victims..

Okay.. Well.. How about this: we could get you some for prescribed for you..

I'm already marked as dead. And my old house is... gone.

Oh. Okay.. How about we ask Slender then?

He doesn't really know about it..

Toby..

E. Jack looked at Toby with pleading "eyes", even though Toby couldn't see his "eyes" he knew the feeling.

Toby then realized something.

Y-You spoke.. You actually spoke.!

E. Jack froze. He had promised the demons in his mind that he wouldn't speak to any of the 'Pasta's.

He had just broke a promise.

-Just pretend that I never spoke to you alright?!- E. Jack signed. Toby could feel the rush in EJ's signing as if he were speaking.

"W-why are you so-so ▪︎EEE▪︎ worried about *tapping of the foot* me hear-ing your voice?" Toby asked

-Just, don't worry about it. Okay?- EJ signed

"You d-o know that ▪︎Bow, peasant!▪︎ you c-can trust me. Rig-ht?" Toby tilted his head

EJ sighed. "Fine. Just, again, don't tell anyone that I actually spoke to you, please.."

"▪︎EEE▪︎ Kk!!" Toby exclaimed, he then strted walking over to a pile of prescription bottles and picked them up.

Toby had a shelf that he had a few decors on. He went to it and put the prescription bottles on it. He then cleaned up the rest of the bottles and put them all there.

Once Toby was done EJ was sitting on his bed and watched with his non-existent eyes.

《Okay so, another cliffhanger uwu》

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