Okay, so it seems like im making a bunch of dem filler chapters, aren't i?

I am.

Because im busy and working on the plot a lot. . .

For my new book!

And this book.

And my other book.

:,)

hahahahaha

okay—

lmao remember when i used to update daily?

yeah, i don't either.

my updates will be incredibly irregular now, i apologize:/

hope you enjoy this chapter tho! ✌🏻🥺

-Enjoy-

(Y/n) stared at the vibrant colored version of Slender, a sense of both amusement and regret filled you as you slowly looked down at the ground, finding sudden interest in the plain pattern of the carpeted floor.

The others were mumbling behind you, you could tell most of them were probably either making fun of you for your utter stupidity or worried about you being slaughtered right then and there and having to clean it up...

Slender sighed, a strained sound that carried stress and disappointment, before you heard him mumbling words to his brothers that included "(Y/n)", "Human", "Odd", and "Low IQ"—

Wait, "Low IQ—"?

"(Y/n), these are my brothers: Splendor and Trendor."

"Uh, heyo..?" You waved, though it sounded more like a question than a statement.

The relatives of the calm and serious white-walking-stick both spared each other glances before the colorful one did something completely unprecedented...

He scooped you up in his arms and cradled you like some delicate kitten.

'Psssssh. I ain't a delicate kitten—"

"What a delicate kitten!" The happier looking white-stick-man cooed at you as you glared at the group whom were currently snickering at you mockingly.

'Frigging. Whores. Help. Me.' You mouth at them, making them shut up and scowl at you.

"Splendorman? Why don't you put the young lady down. You're clearly making her uncomfortable." Trender finally spoke up.

"But— but..! fine... here you go, little kitty!"

You felt relief wash over you as the tall-ass-man-child gently placed you down and you turned around, holding out a hand.

"Uhm, hi. I'm (Y/n), as you probably know... ahem! nice to meet you fine, uh, gentlemen."

The... library... looking... guy... was the first one to shake your hand, and you sensed a calm but more gentle (than white-ass-stick man the 1st) aura.

"Pleasure to finally meet you, young child."

The youngest of the brothers (or whom you assumed to be the youngest—) gripped your other hand and shook it vigorously, his... frigging drawn on looking smile stayed the same, almost brighter.

"Nice to meet you, (Y/n)!"

"Heh, yeah, you can just call me (N/n) if you want?"

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Dinner started, and everyone seemed happy that Slender's brothers were visiting; they had informed you to not speak of the surprise party at all. Not even in their rooms. Only when Splendor was for sure gone out of the mansion.

You were (brutally forced to your utter demise—) placed by Splendor; ''he likes you. That's why.'' Helen told you bluntly when you gave a confused brow raise towards him whilst he set the plate-settings; you typically sit between: Leo and Kage at dinner, Sally and EJ at lunch, Toby and —cough, cough— and Helen at breakfast.

Whoopie for you.

You slumped over, your lips pulled into a straight line of unamused grimace towards the others.

The meal was set and everyone was waiting for the other two brothers: Slender and Trender, whilst Splender literally just stared at you, his hands folded neatly on the table.

'His birthday's coming up. Not today. I don't have to treat him like a damn princess today.' You thought in slight agitation.

Now, let's be real here. You had no hate for the colorful stick, but you didn't inherently get a great first impression with the two guys and TO is probably gunna whoop your ass when he leaves.

And you had another headache coming on ever since you rammed your head into his chest like a moron.

You rubbed your temples in a slow, gentle circular motion, calming your wildly spinning brain into a relaxed train of thought as you sighed heavily through your nose.

Leo, whom was set two chairs away from you, leaned over (practically on top of Tim) and asked you if you needed your medicine.

You gratefully smiled at him and nodded, and he smiled in return and very quietly got out of his chair, telling Tim he needed to fetch something.

The rest of the Creeps were all chatting casually about certain things: the latest memes, political issues and stupidity, kills—

"Why did your friend go up into the room halls?" Splender spoke, surprisingly much more quiet than he normally was.

"My medication. I get bad migraines and stomach aches and... stuff like that, haha..." you laughed awkwardly, fiddling with your fingers.

"I see! Is it from your woman issues?" He whispered the last part with the back of his right hand place over his "mouth" to "block it out" from anyone else's range of hearing.

You felt your face become quickly hot, feeling as if your face was throbbing before you choked on your own spit and turned to the side to hack your lungs out.

"N-no? No! No. It's not thaaat. Good guess though—" you gave him a finger gun, before plopping your chin in your palm and glancing around the room at all the chatting pastas.

Hah, get it? Cause it's supper time?

No? Okay—

"I've always had those type of issues. Kinda sucks, but ya learn to get used to it." You shrugged.

The smiling stick-man-thing hummed, before you heard Leo come down and practically knocking your chair over.

"(Yyyy/nnnn)! Found your medicine." He placed the bottle of pills down on the table, before you smiled up at him and thanked him, patting the side of his cheek.

"Okay, now go be a good lil boy-oh and sit down. I'm hungry as frick and want food."

Speak of the devil and he shall appear; the two brothers walked out of the corridor and into the dining room, Trender sitting down and Slender grabbing a beautiful wine-glass and a spoon, before tapping the spoon loudly against it.

All the Creeps stopped talking, all their attention on Slenderman as he began to make his announcement.

"Good evening, children. Today is a very special day, and I will begin to announce something to our main guest— (Y/n)."

''(Y/n)?' What? What? What? What? What? What? Oh noes, I'm in trouble—'

"(Y/n) has been detected by Zalgo, as most of you already know, and he has been found to be. . . 'intrigued' by her and her ability to be welcomed into the mansion without being killed. He wants to take advantage of it, I don't know how exactly, but he will not stop till he gets the job done."

'I swear to god if that stick-man-of-all-knowledge flipping listened to my phone call with that demon bastard—'

"Which is why I am sad to say; (Y/n), along with Leo, must be banished from the mansion, removed from the groupchat, somehow, and have her memories be repressed into normal ones. . . ones with her  human friends and family."

...

You gaped at him, all attention on both you and Slender.

Some of the Creeps simply shot up from their chairs and stomped away, namely Jeff, BEN, Toby, and Jane.

The others looked confused and unreadable, but still payed attention Slenderman.

Helen and Dr. Smiley glanced at you, a small frown on Helens face and Smiles stayed stoic.

"It is for ours and (Y/n)'s safety. We wi—"

"Can't I just be protected by some sort of spell?"

Everyone— Everyone's head snapped towards you.

You were now standing up, your palms placed steadily on the polished wooden slabs of the table as you gave Slender a determined glare.

"Child, how do you know about the sp—"

"The Internet."

He paused, he sighed, and then he rubbed the bridge of his nose as you shrugged at everyone.

"Like I said— the internet has a kink for your guys' weird-ass shit. Now, come on, buckos! Let's go make a spell!"

"Actually can we eat first?"

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YAYAYAYYA

NOne fiLlEr chApTer.

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Ok im exhausted

I kinda rushed this, tho. i apologize  😔😔😔😔

sad horse noises

anyway

Away with you, ho 🤟

Also there will be texting in t he next chapter hopefully probably 😳👀🤭🤭

(UNEDITED)

-yourlocalcrackhead