《•CreepyPasta X Reader Parody•》//Spider.//
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"YOU KILL IT!"
"NAH! YOU SAW IT FIRST!"
Sitting up I rolled off of the couch, these mf still hadn't made me a room.
My feet took me towards one of the hallways and began following the yelling ready for the days drama.
"You're the man."
"Since when?"
Turning into the library Jeff and Kage both stood on cushioned chairs across from eachother, looked like Jeff had just gotten out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his pale ass.
On the other red chair stood Kage, his masked showed a frown.
Jeff hands were placed on his hips as he puckered his lips, I guess that's what his view on the woman race was.
Walking in further I stood in-between the two, watching them fight.
"Hisss"
Looking down my groggy eyes immediately shot open sending chills down my spine.
A giant fucking tarantula stood by my socked feet.
"Ooooo" I heard Kage giggle above me, now his mood switched to amusement when he realized I was the one who was fucked.
"Y/n you fucked up." Jeff stated, reaching down I felt him ruffle my hair making my eyes widen hoping the spider wouldn't get disturbed with the sudden movement.
"Dont.move." I whispered, reaching up and grabbed Jeff's wet arm and rested my hand against Kages sweatshirt making a weird clicking noise abrupt from behind his mask.
"Isn't this Jack's tarantula?' Kage whispered above me, grabbing my hand with his clawed one.
"Jack's scared of spiders!" I quickly whispered, feeling my legs shake from the sight.
"The other one dumbass." Jeff muttered, feeling his damp hand wrap around my arm I knew that if one of us came crashing down all of us would.
On the spider.
The arachnid slowly turned to face us, it's eight eyes shined in the dim light placed on the chandelier above us. It's legs made a weird scurring noise making it even more threatening, well weird.
"Jesse? I know I should've locked his cage!" We three heard a demonic voice call from the entrance, this apparently got the spiders attention as well.
Suddenly it darted towards the door, and by Eyeless Jack's black boot.
"There you are!" Jack gasped, crouching down and let the spider crawl into his hoodies pocket.
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Me and Jeff along with Kage just stood there still holding hands, our faces pale from what we had just discovered.
"SLENDER LETS YOU KEEP A DAMN BUG AND I CANT BRING MY STRAY CAT HERE? THE FUCK IIS THIS SHIT!" We all heard a feminine voice shout from a muffled area, looking over to the window clockwork sat on a tree glaring at Jack.
Sliding out of one another grip I walked out of the room with Jeff following behind me, Jack and Clock most likely arguing while Kage sat and watched.
"I never thought you were scared of spiders, Y/n." I could hear the smile in the man's voice.
"Nah, I was just helping to little piss babies." I yawned, taking a seat back on the couch while Jeff sat besides me not caring if he got the cushions wet or not.
"Y'know, that gives me a idea that I think BEN would like." Jeff smirked, scratching his chin.
"Do whatever, I'm going back to bed." I huffed, yanking out the blanket that sat underneath him and laid back down while I watched the cartoon Sally must've put on.
"Hope you don't wake up with anything fuzzy or big when you wake up, dearest Y/n"
I hadn't woken up to anything.
Because I had gone the rest of the day with do disturbances from anyone.
Sitting in the kitchen with Masky we were talking about different missions we had upcoming.
"Thanks for helping me yesterday, forgot to pay ya." I heard a woman call out behind me, turning around Jane walked up to me holding a twenty dollar bill.
"Oh, I don't need it Jane...really." I smiled, looking down at the bill that called my name.
"Daddy! Spend me! I'll buy you all the booze in the world~"
Turned out that was just BEN hiding under the table.
"Really? Fine." She huffed, but she didn't leave. Masky just silently watched, ready for something to happen. She tugged up my shirt and slid the rolled up cash into my bra, making my eyes widen.
"Y-you have a wife- JANE!" I stuttered out, grabbing the cash and flung it onto the floor like it was the ugliest thing in the world.
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Jane just through her head back in laughter, her feminine voice echoed throughout the kitchen only a mad woman could preform.
"Really, this is my gift." She sighed, trying to hold in her laughter. Digging in her purse she pulled out a knife, the blade F/c while it shined in the kitchens light.
My jaw dropped at the beauty Infront of me.
"For me?" I gasped, snatching the weapon I inspected it like a child in the early morning of Christmas.
"Yes, for you." She reassured me, Patting my head and walked away letting her black heals tap against the marbled flooring.
"Look at this!" I squeeled, holding the knife intent of Masky's face. He looked unamused, silently he stared at the knife and back at me looking at the gaint smile that was sprawled out across my lips.
What? It's been a long time since I have actually gotten a gift.
"Cool." He stated, pushing my hand away and went back to his book and coffee. "fine old man, be like that...I'll just go tell Father Brian." I huffed, pushing myself off of the stool and left the kitchen, letting the knife dangle besides me.
Emo and green bean walked past, Jeff's eyes layed on the blade.
"I want that." I heard him whisper to BEN, making me love the object even more.
Skimpy emo and short green stick.
The urge to just turn around and stab the bitch was consistent, but I held back.
Turning into the proxy hall Toby sat on his bunk, holding his face in his hands silently tapping his boot on the old flooring.
He must of of sensed me, his head instantly looked up, his eyes looked hazel due to his orange goggles.
"Hey." I smiled, waving my hand that the knife was held in. His eyes followed the blade, and went back outside of the window. "Okay..." I whispered, walking over to Kate and I's dresser and stuffed the weapon into the top drawer.
"Masky say something?" I suddenly asked, still having my back turned on the boy.
No response.
The steps of his boots came closer to me, making the hairs on my back stand up. I felt his presence directly behind me, his eyes dug deep holes in the back of my neck.
Maybe I should've kept the knife.
I felt his arms wrap around me and pulled me closer to his chest, holding me in his grip.
A hug.
"I need it." He whispered, as if he could see my confused expression.
Turning around I pushed him away, a smile replaced my confused expression.
"Y'know what will cheer you up?"
"Killing people?"
"I- no Tobias."
He then had a confused look on his face, like there was no other fucking hobby in the world besides Killing innocent people.
"Omfg VR dipshit, while listening to Cupcake." I smile, grabbing his hoodie I pulled him to the door with me.
"We gon be stealing some shit from a little green bitch.".
"YO' DICK BRICK HARD LIKE A METAL!"
"MMMM"
"I'M HERE TO SERVE YOU CUSTOMER SERVICE!"
"TIGHT!"
Me and Toby stood in the middle of the proxy room with our VR headsets on Playing random horror games while we blasted random shit Masky said was forbidden to be played in the house.
Bro just don't know the vibe.
"I SAVE DICK BY GIVING IT CPR!"
"I SAVE DICK- wait isn't that kinda gay?" Toby paused, reaching over to the desk I managed to pause the song and "looked" over at Toby.
"Bitch you was just moaning a second ago, nothing is gay in this house of homos."
Sliding off my headset I went to go turn the music back on, Toby took it off because he needed a break.
Looking over to the door Brian and Tim stood there with disgusted faces, while Brian had a shit eating smile like he thought we were clowns.
Tim just looked straight forward violated.
"Hey, you joined the party." I smiled, winking over at Toby as we slid the masks back on and continued with the game while the horny song played in the background.
"Kids these days." Tim muttered, walking over to the book shelf while Brian just let out a loose chuckle. "The stuff we used to listen to in the day was just as bad, besides the detailed shit." Brian spoke, by the sound of it he sat down on his bunk.
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