The Tainted Witch [Creepypasta x witch!reader]

» Child Play

"Do you really think that the flour is suppose to be this little?"

"I can't meassure flour with my hands, okay!?"

"Dude! This kitchen is huge. Go and find a measuring cup."

"Okay dude chill─"

"What... are you guys... up to?" Jack walked up towards the kitchen to inspect anything. There was a light illuminating the kitchen room and thought that someone might have forgotten to turn it off, until he heard a few whispers.

At first he thought why would some robbers go and still something from the kitchen, and he thoughts of knifes so he came and investigate. Also, he brought his trusty scalpel.

The two proxies frozen in their spot. They were now caught!

Jack stood on the entrance as he tap his foot lightly, waiting for them to answer. "Well?"

The two cover his mouth and dragged him inside, closing the kitchen door. They both glanced all around and put their fingers in front of their lips, letting out a low shushing voice. Jack was confused, but complied anyway.

He glanced around the kitchen room to see... mess.

The flour were on the white tiles and the counter, a few batter were splattered onto the wall. Is... that... chili sauce?

He pointed at the red liquid staining the wall as they both shrugged, whistling as if nothing happened.

"Look. We're trying to make cheesecake. Y/N won't bake some for us," Brian planted his face onto the counter and kicked the air like a little child. Timothy nods in agreement, wiping away a fake tear.

"Why would't she?" the two glanced at each other before laughing nervously. "Some... reasons..."

Jack eyes them suspiciously, as they clasp their hands together and begged him not to tell the witch about it. Jack agrees anyways, not wanting to be in their bad side, but the face that the kitchen was a horrible mess, how are they suppose to cover up their traces?

"Why not clean the kitchen first?" he asked, pointing over the mess as they all nod and grab the things they needed. Looking out of the kitchen room, the three glanced at all the hallway before nodding to each other and slowly walked out of the room.

Walking towards their storage room, they grab the mop, broom, a bucket, and towel. They quickly walked back towards the kitchen as Jack glanced all around and continues to shut the door close.

Thanking the witch inside their heart, they knew how to clean a house in a lady-like ways. Not even an hour, the kitchen was spotless and was very clean. No one could even knew if they murdered someone or not.

And again, they bring in the needed ingredients and put it on the counter. Jack opens the book and search for the measuring cups while Timothy search for the mixer. Brian was the one handling the ingredients.

Finally, for the whole hour, they manage to make it. Looking everywhere, they saw nothing that tainted the clean kitchen. The three sigh in relief and puts all the stuff back, including the cleaning tools.

When the oven releases a sound, they open it and Brian grabs the mitten, taking out the now baked cheesecake. The drool in both Brian's and Timothy's face was hilarious. Jack couldn't help but laugh.

Setting down the cheesecake, the three stared at it, examining it from top to bottom.

"Do you think it taste good? Like Y/N's?"

"Not sure Jack," Timothy shrugs.

The three glanced at each other before looking back at the cake. "Okay, rock paper scissors. who ever is different from the other must eat it first," Brian suggested as they nodded.