You Make Him Cry

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(Suggested by Ticci_Jeff_Drowned! I'm going through the suggestions as fast as I can, but keep 'em coming anyway! (.:::.) )

Jeff the Killer

You stepped out of the shower, the scent of honey and lavender practically rolling off you in waves. It was so strong that D/N took one sniff and promply keeled over, not dead but overpowered.

Jeff was sitting under your bed for some unexplainably creepy reason, just chilling out and listening to music.

The ghost of C/N, who was wafting past you while high on catnip, took one whiff and went flying all over the place like a deflating balloon.

Ugh. I guess the lavender/honey combo is too much...

You stepped back into your room and closed the door, then shut the window and drew the curtains so you could change without being watched by any perverse creatures.

Unfortunately, you were completely unaware of Jeff being situated right underneath your bed. The shampoo's overwhelming smell got to him first.

He gagged and choked, taking off his headphones. Then he noticed you standing by the mirror, toweling your hair dry.

Jeff didn't dare make another move. The psychotic killer thought it'd be suicidal. You continued drying your hair, oblivious to his plight as your towel drew out more of the fragrance. 

His eyes watered and stung; causing him to start crying as he wallowed in the suffering of being trapped with the overwhelming lavender and honey.

BEN Drowned... In tears of the lost dreamer? (I don't even know... XD)

Your "fun sized" boyfriend was currently sitting on top of the ceiling lamp with no signs of coming down anytime soon. He'd even brought along a bag of Doritos to ensure his survival throughout the night.

Deez Nuts the squirrel was scampering around the living room, chewing up pretty much every surface of the house with his tiny choppers.

You stood below the lamp with a broomstick in hand, trying to reason with BEN to come down from his place of protest.

"For God's sake, BEN! You were sprayed by a skunk, not a squirrel! It was a skunk!"

"Squirrels are to me what liquorice is to L.J!"

"... What?"

"The devil!" He squeaked, pitifully sliding down while trying to scramble up to nonexistent heights on the lamp.

You ended up giving up and just left him to it. A few hours later, BEN burst into tears and wailed for you to get him down again when faced with the issue of needing a bathroom.

Dark Link~

The relationship was back on track with an outing to the park. Smile dog joyfully bounded alongside you, gazing longingly at the frisbee in your hands.

Dark Link chose to sit down on a bench and watch as you ran all around the park like a madwoman, laughing loudly while throwing the frisbee for Smile.

He stood up when the crazy dog accidentally tripped over his own paws and clumsily tumbled into a ditch, unable to scramble back out.

"Smile, you deranged excuse for a-....!"

You span around in surprise, having not seen the disaster take place. Before you knew what happened, the frisbee went flying out of your hand.

It whizzed around in the air, did an impressive turn and ended up striking Dark Link below the belt as he went across the stretch of grass.

"Whoops! Darkness? Are you okay?"

He doubled over, squeezing his eyes shut. Then he spoke in a tiny, high pitched voice, garbled by sobs.

"I'll... Live... M-My sweet angel..."

Laughing Lampert

You woke up in the middle of the night with a massive craving for chocolate, which was understandable. This called for a midnight trip to the kitchen.

The ghost of C/N was floating around, inhaling deeply through a gas mask. He sounded like Darth Vader.

Something felt... Off. But you didn't know what it was.

When you opened the secret candy stash cupboard, you felt like you were being watched from the shadows. But that was impossible... Right?

The candy was all there. You took out a bar of chocolate and slowly unwrapped it. The golden foil crinkled as it peeled away, revealing the delicious goodness within.

The ghost of C/N was heavy-breathing down your neck, so you tried to swat him away. Then you saw the ghost hovering by the window, reciting poetry in the moonlight.

So who was behind you?

Your F/N-tutored instincts kicked in, causing you to deliver a sweeping kick, nailing the unknown right in the face. There was a loud, familiar wail of pain.

"Waaah! I just wanted some CANDY, Y/N! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY NOSE! My beautiful, swirly cone nose! I'll never sneak up on you agaaaiiin!"

At Deh Creepeh Noodle Mansion...

L.J hurled himself at the surgery door, forcing it open. He was clutching his nose with both hands, claws interlocking.

"Doctor Smiley! Doctor Smiley! My swirly-"

He stopped dead in his tracks, wide eyed and slack jawed. There was a large note taped to the wall, written in something that looked suspiciously like the blood of a previous patient.

The doctor is out.

"N... N... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"
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A/N: Poor, poor L.J...

Thank you guys and gals, for all your support, amazing comments and votes! And sorry if this was a bit short - I'm all burnt out today! XD

See you later, yah? I wonder how Smiley and Smirky are going to survive the reunion...

Toodles!

~TheNightPhantom

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