Freddie: "dust yourself off champ you're fine."
Jason: *rushes to your side* "My baby, are you okay? Let me help you.."
Michael: *stared* "you okay? Yeah you're good."
Norman: *panics and more frantic than you*
Ghostface: *laughs*
Brahms: *comes out of the wall* "what happened? Are you okay? Do you need bandages? Do you require medical attention? Let me see.. nevermind neveRMIND COVER IT UP!"
Leatherface: "aww honey" *picks you up and helps you fix it
YOU ARE READING
Slasher Preferences/One-shots (Completed)
RandomThis is an anonymous request book. This book has been opened closed and reopened so sorry for so many author's notes.
