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Scary Movie Cuddles, Slimy Pasta, and Scared Maggie

/scrambles in/ Ahh I'm so sorry NicoTheZombie18 for this being so late—instead of rambling about my somewhat valid excuses, I'm going straight towards the chappie! ((Disclaimer: this pasta is not mine, all credit to the respectful owner!)) ((happy 69th part /Lenny face/))

NicoTheZombie18 asks: To Magnus and the crew, are any of you guys creepypasta fans? If so, which is your favorite? If you have no idea what I'm talking about, I dare you to listen to some.

Magnus: Anyone know what 'creepypasta' is?

Blitzen: Oh. I've definitely had some whacked up pasta before. One of my old college buddies put some 'exotic' spices from Asgard in some pasta he was making. Oh boy, you would be terrified of you saw it: it was green, slimy, and I'm pretty sure it was mov—

Magnus: /looks slightly pale/ That's...nice, Blitz. Anyone else?

Hearth: /shrugs and keeps hands in pockets/

Alex: Isn't that that website with the scary stories and stuff?

Sam: I've heard the term around school some.

Magnus: /types away on laptop and pulls up a webpage/ I chose a random story. You guys up for it?

Alex: Sure, whatever. /smirks/ I'm here to hold on to, if you're too scared you know.

Magnus: /pinks and mumbles/ Let's just get started.

I've been lying down for hours now. It's 5:35AM and there's not much I can do.

Alex: Hmm...how about this: take a damn nap.

Sam: /rolls eyes/ Alex, my dear sibling. It's been less than a paragraph and you're already commenting.

Alex: /shrugs/ It's my nature.

You know what the worst part about my situation is? I'm in the same room as my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but look back and try not to cry or scream. Their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's a strong scent of blood and I feel paralyzed with fear.

Hearth: /checks nails casually/ Blood is never good.

Blitzen: /gasps/ What if they're wearing quality clothes? What if there's blood on them? I'm shivering just thinking about the possibilities. Blood is so hard to get off.

Here's the thing. The second I make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore, I'm completely fucked. I will die and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying to think of a way out but the only idea I have is to rush for the front door and scream for help, hoping any neighbors hear me. It's risky, but if I stay here, I'll surely die. He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece.

Magnus: /slightly quivering/

Alex: You sure you're okay?

Magnus: /snaps neck to Alex/ Yeah, duh. It's just some shitty story. I'm all good. Yeah.

Alex: Whatever. /holds arms out/ I'm still open for scary movie cuddling.

You're probably wondering what's going on. I do tend to get ahead of myself sometimes.

About three hours ago, I heard screaming from the other side of the house.

Sam: /shakes head/ It's the calculus homework, I'm telling you.

I got up and went to check on the noise before realizing I had to use the restroom. Instead of doing the smart thing and investigating, I used the bathroom first. I could've gotten myself killed right then for my stupid actions. I did my business and took a peek outside the bathroom. There was blood on the carpet.

Hearth: /eyes widen slightly/ Is this a feminine thing she needs to take care of?

I got very worried and ran back to my room, hiding under the sheets like the pussy I was. I tried to convince myself to go back to sleep, that it was just some really vivid dream or something.

Magnus: /still pale/ It's never 'just a dream'—trust me.

But I heard my bedroom door open. Like the terrified child I was, I peeked out from under my blankets to see what was going on. I could see something dragging my dead parents into the room. It was not human, I can tell you that. It was hairless, with no eyes or clothing. It walked like a caveman, with its back slouched as it dragged my parents. But this thing was much smarter than any caveman. It was aware of what it was doing.

Alex: /chants/ Fight, fight, fight!

Blitzen: /mutters/ I can definitely tell your motives are in the right place.

It propped my dad up on the edge of my bed, and made him face me. It then sat my mother down in the chair and positioned her towards me as well. It then started rubbing its hands on the walls, staining them with blood and then drew a circle with the Devil's pentagram in it. This thing had made what it would probably call a masterpiece. To finish it off, it scribbled a message into the wall that I could not read in the darkness.

Sam: Hideous and an egoistic monster? Sounds like someone I know.

Alex: /hides a laugh/ Same here.

It then positioned itself under my bed waiting to strike.

Magnus: /looks tense and very faint/

The scariest thing now is my eyes have adjusted to the darkness since then, and I can read the message on the wall. I don't want to look at it, because it's terrifying to think about it. But I feel I need to see, before I'm killed.

Blitzen: C'mon kid, get a weapon or something. You can at least go to Valhalla.

I peek at the creature's masterpiece.

"I know you're awake."

Magnus: /shuts laptop frantically/ That's it. Great story, right, haha. I'm just going to, uh, never use the bathroom again.

Alex: Are you seriously scared, Maggie?

Magnus: No, definitely not.

Sam: He's terrified.

Alex: I thought so. /looks casually at Magnus/ I'm still up for cuddling.