~at the cabin~
We entered the cabin, but...... Something was off.
Dee-Dee: I smell....... -sniff sniff- a smelly smell......... A smelly smell that's..........-sniiiiiiiiiiif- -dramatic voice- smelly......
Pinkamena: hmm, Dee-Dee's right.
Me: smells like pastries, art supplies, Play-Doh, and construction paper.
BEN: not to mention juice boxes. What's going on?
Mikayla: -walks into the living room- oh. Mikayla sees that everyone is here.
Masky and Hoodie: what's happening?
Sally: -bounces into the living room- oh, hi guise! It's family fun night!
Dee-Dee: ooooooooooooooh! Crafts! Arts and crafts!
Mikayla: the Slender Man will be out in a second. He and Sally made cookies.
Sally: and I bought juice boxes!
Me: from where?
Sally: Walmart! Mikki gave me half off!
Jack: hmm..... Seems legit.
BEN: wait...... Arts and crafts?
Mikayla: yes, BENJAMIN, arts and crafts.
BEN: ugh.......
Pinkamena: what?
BEN: I HATE arts and crafts.
Pinkamena: oh.
Slendy: -walks into the living- hello, children. Sally and I made cookies.
Me: I see. -points at cookie tray- are we gonna eat those?
Slendy: soon.
Jane: can soon be now? I'm starved!
Jeff: fatass.
Sally: no cursing!
Jeff: whatever.
Jane: OH, BUT JEFFIE. -grabs him by his hoodie- BAD THINGS WILL HAPPEN TO YOU IF YOU SWEAR LIKE THAT.
Jeff: let go of me, peasant!
Me: -muttering- she may be the peasant, but who's the slave?
Jane: lol Jeffie is the slave, of course!
Jeff: let me go!
Jane: fine-ugh! -throws Jeff to the ground-
Sally: no violence, Janie!
Jane: ok......
Pinkamena: author is stalling again.
Me: she has writers' block again.
Masky and Hoodie: what's with this author/author-sama crap anyway?
BEN: you see, proxies, everyone in this world where the fanficton takes place in, are nothing but fitments of the author's imagination. We depend on the author of this fanficton to talk and do any action of any sort. Without the author, we wouldn't be having this conversation, or be living in the cabin, for that matter; nor would OC characters, like Merlyn and Dee-Dee, exist.
Jack: woah, so this author chick, she's, like, God, or something?
BEN: no, lord Zalgo is allowing her to be writing this story of her's.
Me: seems legit.
Jeff: so, arts and crafts?
Pinkamena: Yup Yup!
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Just Another Creepypasta Fanfic
Fanfiction(warning: this story has terrible grammar, autocorect mishaps, and parts where there are intense levels of swag. If you are to read this fanficton, please refrain from noticing said mistakes for now, since the author-sama of this book is a lazy arse...
