Chapter Three: The Tall One's Orders Must Be Followed

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A/N: First of all, who else calls Slender Man the Tall One? Anyway, the contest! BEN is officially taken my good Quotev and real-life friend, Jaydarie. EJ is still single, though. I’ll probably need EJ’s by for the next chapter… Unless someone at school ends up liking EJ. This chapter is a filler, so sorry if it sucks! >--<


 

Toby’s POV

Tuesdays are ALWAYS boring, even if I’m on a mission. Slendy wasn’t home, but it was still...boring.


 

I was sitting in front of the kitchen counter, eating waffles. It was just one of those days where I wanted to faceplant into my sticky, syrupy plate. But I couldn’t. Slendy would be mad at me for getting syrup all over me, especially my goggles.

After I finished my waffles, I went into the living room. Slendy is back, talking to Masky and Hoody. He turns to look at me...well, sorta. “Ah, there you are, Tobias.” I’ve told him just call me Toby, but he never listens. Oh well. Slendy will be Slendy~

“What’s up, Slender?” I ask; I hope it’s a mission!

“I have a mission for you three. There is a girl I have been watching for quite some time, Y/F/N. She has much potential as a Creepypasta.”

That’s a pretty name…, I think. “So, when are we going to get her?”

“In an hour. Masky and Hoody, I know better of you, but Tobias” If looks could kill, JEEZ! “If she seems attached to her mother/father, DO NOT kill her mother/father unless absolutely necessary. Emotional attachments are very serious for mortals. She could hold a grudge to you after she changes.”

"Alright, I'll be extra careful, Slender!" I give him a salute, but he just sighs, teleporting somewhere.

"So, where's this lady live, Hoods?"

“She… She, uh… She l-lives at...013 Carnessa Avenue…” (Not a real address, just something I came up in 12 seconds. U~U)

“Weird… I just killed a guy there a couple days ago. Oh, well. Must just be a coincidence…” I shrug. “Sooo… I’m just gonna go stalk her, ‘cause I’m bored as h#ll!”

TOBY! DON’T KILL  HER!”      Masky yelled as I walked out the door.

“Don’t worry, I WON’T.” I yell back. “But I might have to kill her mom/dad…”


 

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