Me? Sarcastic? Never. (Masky x Non-binary reader x Hoodie)

Chapter 4

~(Y/N) P.O.V.~

I woke up to a small tapping on my window. I rolled over and tried to fall back asleep, but the tapping got louder.

"Fuck off," I yelled. My mom was most likely at work, so I didn't have to worry about her overhearing my conversation with the stranger outside. I rolled over and covered my head with my pillow.

"(Y/n)! Come on open the window. It's us! Ya know, Masky and Hoodie!" a muffled voice called from outside.

"Five more hours," I mumbled and rolled over again.

It was went quiet for a few seconds, then the tapping continued. A minute later, the doorbell started to ring over and over.

"FINE! I'M UP, YOU ASSHOLES!" I yelled and rolled out of bed. I wrapped myself in my blanket, walked to my window, and opened the curtains to see Masky. I gave him the middle finger and unlocked the window. I left the room, went to the front door, and opened it. Hoodie was outside, still wearing his mask. I heard Masky walk into the room.

"You guys are dicks. Go sit on the couch and watch tv or something. I gotta get dressed," I said and went to my room.

~time skip, fifteen minutes~

I looked at myself in the mirror. Damn, do I look good. Feeling a little more fem at the moment, I put on black leggings with thigh-high, black and white striped socks and a black skirt. I had on a black tank-top with white angel wings on the back and black and white striped arm socks. To top it all of I put on a black beanie with cat ears on it.

As I was about to walk into the living room I started to think, 'These guys could just be cosplayers trying to prank me. They could be some assholes from school. But their faces look exactly like Masky and Hoodies. Besides, no one at school even knows what creepypasta is. They could try to assault me though...that's it! I'm taking pepper spray!'

I grabbed the pepper spray off of my nightstand. Since I knew I was leaving, grabbed my backpack and started to stuff it with clothes and other essentials. I put the pepper spray in the side pocket so I could easily grab it. I slung my bag over my shoulder, ready to roll.

I hesitated while passing my mom's room. 'I can't just leave her with no explanation.' I walked back to my room and pulled out a notebook from my bookshelf.

Dear mom,

When you wake up, I won't be here. I'm sorry. I'm not going to be able to come back for a very long time. I'm doing this for your own good. Hopefully someday you'll be able to understand. Take care of yourself while I'm gone. I'm so sorry.

I love you,

(Y/n).
    

I left the notebook open on the kitchen table and walked into the living room. Masky and Hoodie were lounging on the couch and watching SpongeBob.

"Hey. What am I supposed to do with my other stuff? It's too much to carry," I said.

They both turned around to look at me. "Slender will get you new furniture and stuff, don't worry about it" Masky said.

"Okay, then I'm ready to go," I said.

Both of them were staring at me. I couldn't tell where their eyes were looking because of their masks, but I assumed they were checking me out.

"F.Y.I., I have pepper spray and I ain't afraid to use it," I said with a stern look on my face.

They instantly looked away. Is that a trickle of blood running down Hoodies chin? Wow, I guess I am that sexy.

"Okay. Let's go," they said at the same time. Then, they stood up at the same time.

"See, that's why people call you guys creepypastas. Cuz that was creepy as fuck," I said.

They chuckled and said, "I know," at the same time. They turned to each other and said, "Okay. It's time to stop. Bro, stop copying me." They both took deep breaths and said, "Taco! Chinchilla! Your mom! Baby powder! Deez nuts! Meatloaf! That's it I give up!"

"I'm guessing that this happens a lot?" I asked. They both nodded.

"Okay let's go," Hoodie said. "Apparently I'm supposed to give the whole no-funny-business-or-we'll-kill-you talk, but I'm pretty sure you'll be fine without it."

"Oh yeah? How do you know I'm not secretly plotting to kill both of you?" I asked.

"Cuz you know that if you even think about it, I'll have to roundhouse your ass into next Thursday," Hoodie said nonchalantly while adjusting his hoodie strings so that they were even in length.

"Touché."

"Okay, let's go. We couldn't go home last night because Slender told us not to return unless we had you, so we're quite tired," Masky said.

"Oh, shit. I am so sorry bro. If you had told me that, I would've left last night," I said, feeling really guilty. Now it is my mission to get them home fast. "Come on. Let's go!" I yelled, grabbing their hands and running out the door. I abruptly stopped on the porch, realizing I had no idea where I was going. Masky and Hoodie tripped on each other and fell.

"What the Hell was that for!?" Masky said.

"I don't know where we're going," I said, giving them an apologetic grin.

They stand up and start brushing the dirt off of themselves.

"Follow me," Hoodie says as he walks down the driveway.

Masky and I followed him down my driveway, down the road, and over a few hills, until we stopped in front of a white creeper van with a creepypasta symbol spray painted on the side.

Hoodie slid open the side door. "Get in," he said.

I hopped into the van and sat in the first row of seats. There were four rows, each with three seats. Except for the back row. That one had four.

Masky and Hoodie sat up front, Hoodie being in the drivers seat. He started the car and started driving farther away from my house.

'Goodbye Mom. I love you,'  I thought as we turned down a dirt road.