A little back story

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We five sit at the table as Y/N and Offenderman shove food down their throats like they haven't eaten in a year... well I suppose they haven't.

My father takes a bite of grapes and let's out a groan of pleasure and hands some to my mother. She takes them and pops them in her mouth letting out the same noise.

"Oh my-" she starts

"I know!" My dad interrupts.

We watch them and I try to figure out how her had was warm and how she felt the cold air of the basement. Jeff nudges me and I nod. I clear my throat which gets their attention.

"How do we know if you are really you?" I ask tangling my fingers together on the table.

"I'm sorry?" My father asks.

I wait calmly.

"You ate a worm when you were six, you always wanted to be a writer like me, you didn't stop sleeping with us till you were 12." My mom sharply says to me.

I lightly slap Jeff's arm as he laughs a little at that last part. Mayhem walks in and to my dad to beg for food, to which he gives him bacon.

"Mayhem? God you're like 14 or 15 now." Dad says in disbelief.

"Yea but he can still bite." I say as I watch mom look over to see him too.

He walks over to her and sniffs her a little before kissing her cheek and receiving them from her. This can't be possible they are dead yet... here they are. I stand up calmly to walk to their side as the two watch me.

"I missed you so much." I say with a choking voice.

They stand up as I start to cry tears of joy. They hug me as I say random thoughts.

"I never got to say goodbye... you were here then- I can't believe this." I say through tears.

My mother hugs my waist and lays her head on my chest as my father wraps his long arms around us both, laying his head on mine. I hug the two back, enjoying the reunion.

~time skip~

"So you mean to tell me you two were just walking then appeared in our basement?" I ask confused.

They nod.

"It was like we were summoned there. Believe us we are just as shocked and confused as you guys are." (Y/N) says.

I suddenly think of the box and my mother, being able to read my fave better then anyone, sees I'm thinking of a possible cause as to why they have returned to a world they don't belong in.

"Uncle Trendy gave me a box-" I start.

"What kind of box?" Dad cuts me off.

We all peer at him as he awaits my answer. I tell Andy to go play with his toys in his room, to which he does.

"A small box that I couldn't open. It has flowers on the top and slender like people on the bottom." I describe to him.

He shuffles uncomfortably and runs his forehead. He leans back on the couch, slinging his leg over the other. We now await his answer.

"My lucky nickel... you brought us back." He says with a sad tone.

My mom turns her body towards him and lays her hand on his, griping it softly. They peer at each other and he sighs.

"That box was found next to the first slender in the very forest behind this house by my brothers and I when we were very young. The slender was clearly murdered and was infamous for killing and.... devouring other slender people." He explains.

We all choke and gasp at the information. Eating your own kind is horrible enough but when they are slenders, a very rare species, you are whipping out your kind. Why would someone want that?

"We don't know how he died but we took the box and hid it. We didn't know what it did but for the next couple years we'd have nightmares about the slender telling us to open the box and let him out... that it could bring back the dead to help humans in struggles or in a great need." He takes off his hat and rubs his bald head.

"I had no idea." I say.

"Because you were never to find out but I guess my brother thought other wise." He says a little mad at his brothers choice.

That explains Slendermans reaction to the box and his sudden need to flee.

"So," my mother starts as she looks at me.

"What can we help you with?"

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