Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

Something Randomly Falls Onto His Head For No Reason

(The longest chapter title in history XD. Based off the suggestions given by _DeathNote_ so here's a cookie for you! (:::))

Jeff the Killer

"But Y/N! I hate the seaside!" Jeff complained as you got out of the car with a duffel bag full of beach supplies.

"Suck it up, Jeffy boy. And besides, you could use a tan."

"I'll just get really, really sunburnt!"

A pair of swimming trunks hit him over the face.

"Those were the smallest size that the swimwear store had in stock."

Without another word, you walked off to find a nice spot.

Grumbling to himself about everything and anything, Jeff took off his clothes and squeezed into the trunks, which were a bit too tight around the waist.

This, in turn, made it difficult for him to move his legs.

The psychotic killer started waddling down to the beach.

He tripped over a large seashell and went tumbling down the rest of the way.

"Aaah!"

You were too busy putting up the beach umbrella to notice.

Jeff ended up falling into a narrow hole, which had been dug by some kids previously.

"Ooof!"

Luckily, nothing was broken.

He tried to climb out... But couldn't raise up his legs because of the swimming trunks. So Jeff stood there and started yelling for help.

"Y/N! Y/N!"

Unfortunately for him, you had gone off to buy an ice cream cone from a vendor and couldn't hear him.

Jeff stopped yelling and sighed.

"This couldn't get any worse..."

A seagull flew overhead with a caw.

Splat!

BEN Drowned... In fresh water, soda pop and lemonade?

"My pet Furby! It's gone!"

BEN fell to his knees.

"Curse you, Phantom! You sacrificed Mr Bobbly for your own, sick and twisted schemes!"

You walked past, sipping a cup of hot chocolate.

"BEN? Who are you talking to?"

The little elf continued cussing out the wall, demanding it to return his Furby or else.

You decided that your fun-sized boyfriend must've had gotten his little hands in the alcohol cupboard again and just left him to it.

BEN proceeded to throw a tantrum, screaming that Mr Bobbly was too young to die.

Finally, the author became so annoyed by the noisy elf that she dropped the Furby on his head. BEN had just misplaced it.

He got knocked out and lay there as if dead for exactly half an hour.

Dark Link~

Darkness and you were both visiting a science facility.

The scientist bore a strange resemblance to the ghost of C/N. But that was impossible... Right?