WYDISM 8

Hello, last chapter was long…hopefully this one is too. We last left with Casper in hot water. Let's get back to her.

Enjoy…fluffiness ahead…and Hannah too

Happy Father's Day!

~o~

I trembled as the men surrounded me. I was terrified. What could I possibly have to offer? I gulped as the smiled at each other then leaned in close.

"Now your name is Casper Vega, correct?" one of them asked.

"Y-yes, that's my name." I nodded.

"Casper," one shook his head looking disappointed, "Where's that lovely accent of yours. Be real with us."

"Leave meh alone. What da hell are ya'll afta?" I said boldly.

My head snapped to the side sharply then pain registered on my face. I blinked back tears from the slap. I bit back a growl and looked them in the eye.

"Watch your tone you filthy redneck. Show some respect." Yet another snarled.

"Yea, whateva…" I nodded.

"Now that we're acquainted, we're from ECHO: Exterminating Creatures of Hell-born Oddity." The first one said.

"Now we have reason to believe you are in league with what is commonly known as creepypasta."

"Are you working for one?"

"No."

"Are you in league with one?"

"Negative."

"Are you the child of one?"

"Nope."

"Are you in a steady relationship with one?"

'It's not steady since 'going-steady' means engaged so…' "Not exactly."

"Have you spent time with one?"

I thought about how to answer that without lying. "I probably have but didn't realize it."

"Hmm," one studied me, "she hasn't lied to us yet." He said.

"Call us," one handed me a card with a number, "call that number if you ever need to. You never know when someone might be playing with your mind." They chuckled darkly and their smiles became wider than Jeff's. A hand lashed out at my neck and I blacked out.

When I woke up I found it was nearly midnight and I was still terrified. I knew what Jeff had meant by 'I have stuff I have to take care of tonight'. He was going to kill. I didn't blame him nor would I hold it against him. As long as he wasn't sharing the encounters with me I was fine. He had told me to stay indoors solely because he didn't want to run into me during his spree. I had a gut feeling if I went out now he'd find me.

That's exactly what I wanted.

I darted out the door leaving my phone at home. I was paranoid that they had tapped and I would just have to make sure they hadn't when the sun was up. I ran aimlessly down the streets every which way. I had no destination. I just needed his attention and this was the best I could come up with to get it. It wasn't long before a familiar column of flames appeared at the end of the street. It was undoubtedly Jeff but in full appearance of split grin, missing eyelids, ringed pupils, blood stained hoodie, and insane fire in his eyes. He looked angry.

"I told you to stay inside and you go running around like a mad woman down the streets," he roughly grabbed my shoulders, "it's dangerous to be out now. God damnit it's dangerous to be around me right now! I swear you're-…" he stopped mid-sentence, "Casper…what happened? You're not scared of me are you? Cause' you're trembling like a leaf in a thunderstorm." He said seriously.

"N-no, not you." I stammered and lunged into his arms, "Not you."

Everything went black.

~o~ That Morning ~o~

I woke up to a warm hand on my cheek rubbing my high cheekbones with the thumb. I opened my eyes to immediately see Jeff who looked wholly concerned. "Casper," he sat me up and became serious, "What the hell were you thinking? What happened? Why are there bruises all over you?" he demanded.

"When I…When I got home there were people there waiting for me. They…they threw me around until I was terrified enough to do what they wanted. They said they were from ECHO." He stopped me there.

"Whoa…wait…ECHO was at your house!" he thundered.

"Y-yeah…They wanted to know if I had come in contact with any of you. I managed not to give them any direct answers but…" I stopped when he pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.

"Forget whatever the hell happened. I'm glad you're safe and alive for that matter." He whispered.

"Jeff…" I buried my face in his neck and trembled. I hated being scared. I hated feeling helpless. I fucking hated the thought that I could be putting someone I loved at risk.

"Shhh…you're safe…they can't get you." He hushed me and pulled me closer.

I must've stayed like that for a long time. He held me and I appreciated that. I pulled back and looked away. "Uh…sorry fer interruptin ya last night. Didn't really want ta but…heh, scared half outta ma mind an yer da first person ah thought of." I muttered.

"Don't apologize. Damnit don't fucking apologize. Those bastards came after you. I'm sure that you would have died if you stayed after they did what they did…You're staying here with me today." He said sternly.

I looked around. "Where is here?" I asked.

He laughed lightly, "This is where I used to live. Where I killed my family." He said family like he somewhat regretted it.

"Do you regret killing them?" I asked. He looked at me for a long while. Eyeing me as if trying to gauge how I'd react. He eventually looked down at his hands.

"I don't regret killing my parents. They were going to kill me for what I was…what I became. They were terrible anyway. They really didn't care too much about what Liu and I needed. They were more focused around what they wanted us to be. They centered their parenting on their plans they had for us. I didn't care for them. Liu...I do regret killing him. I loved him. I wish I had spared him." he sighed and stood up. "I'd help you up but I'm bloody so…" he offered a grin.

"Need help?" I asked.

"Unless you know any tricks for getting out blood…" he began.

"Use cold water." I said.

He stared at me. "How do you know?" he asked suspiciously.

"Jeff, I'm a girl. Think about it." I said with a quivering smirk.

His cheeks pinked. "O-oh…that." He murmured.

"Yeah, it happens enough." I smiled.

"Okay, okay, I don't need to know la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la." He covered his ears.

I rolled my eyes and kissed his nose. He looked at me and rolled his eyes as the smile crept onto his face. It was my turn to pink as he took off his hoodie to reveal him shirtless. Damnit, curse my weakness for hot men that treated women right…well, treated me right at least.

He had muscles and the whole toned thing going on. He saw my flushed face and burst out laughing. "Well, I assume you like what you see?" he snickered.

"H-hey…shut it Jeff." I stumbled over words as he grinned which only made him look that much better. I knew my face and ears were completely red.

He strode right over and wrapped his arms around my waist and smiled. "Whatever you say baby girl." He kissed me slowly and handed me the hoodie before walking upstairs.

I stood there frozen for a few moments before cursing out loud. Why did he have to be such a damn tease?!

Why did he have to be a gooddamn tease for that matter?!

I walked into the kitchen and just to be an ass turned on the hot water all the way once I knew he was in the shower. "COOOOLLLLDDDD! DAMNIT, CASPER!" he hollered.

I turned off the hot water and switched to cold. He howled it was hot that time. "SORRY JEFF, DIDN'T MEAN TO DO IT THAT TIME!" I called.

"AND THE FIRST TIME?!" he called.

"OKAY THAT ONE I MEANT TO DO!" I admitted.

"YOU ARE DEAD WHEN I GET OUT OF THE SHOWER!" he thundered.

"YOU'RE JOKING RIGHT?!" I checked.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK?" he sounded exasperated.

"UH…LOVE YOU JEFF!" I hollered sweetly.

"YOU'D BETTER!" he called after a few moments.

I giggled and washed the blood from his hoodie. I felt happy now and didn't feel scared anymore. I finished with the blood and turned nearly jumping out of my skin when Jeff was right behind me. He was smirking. I then noticed he was still wet. It was hot, but I knew what he was up to. "If you want this back don't you even think about it." I held the hoodie away from him.

He leaned in close and chuckled lowly. "I have hundreds." He snickered and swiftly pulled me into a sopping wet hug. I squirmed and whined as he dried himself by hugging me. I whined and he pulled back with a widening grin. "Love you." He chuckled and pecked my cheek. I fell back against the counter and crossed my arms before shaking my head. I knew I was going to some sort of love hell for falling this hard for him. He tugged on the hoodie. "You keep that." He smiled.

I blushed. "Are you sure?" I asked.

"Why not, I have so many. Hey, have you taken a shower yet?" he asked.

"Why in the world are you asking?" I blinked at him.

"It's an honest question…" he said defensively.

"It's a weird question." I retorted.

"Look, I don't mean to piss you off by saying this but I can tell you haven't." he said with a sigh.

"I smell don't I?" my eye twitched a little.

"Just a bit." He nodded.

"Damnit…" I groaned and buried my face in my hands.

"I'll run you home so you can grab some clothes there." He offered.

"Wouldn't it just be easier for me to shower there." I asked.

"After ECHO was there I don't think so." He wrinkled his nose.

"You just want to mess with the temperature of the water don't you?"

"…Yes…"

"Thought so, but whatever." I stuck out my hand.

He latched onto my hand and we burst into a column of flames. I walked towards the stairs. "It's always a rush when you do that." I murmured as I went upstairs.

"How come?" Jeff asked.

"I always feel like I'm gonna burn alive and it doesn't happen." A smile twitched onto my face.

I found a small cinch bag and stuffed some clothes into it along with some other things. As I ran downstairs I began looking for the present my dad gave me when I left. "Hey Jeff?" I called.

"Yeah?" he replied.

"I think they tapped my phone." I mouthed.

He nodded and grabbed it off the table next to the couch. I must've looked confused. "I learned how to check. Don't ask." He mouthed back.

"Cool." I mouthed with a giggle and found what dad had given me.

It was a knife. I knew Jeff had a ton of them and used every one of them from what I'd been told. It felt better using this one. He'd even carved my name into it and I love you on the other side. It meant a lot to me and I'd use it if I had to. I wrapped it up in some fabric and put it in my pocket.

"Here you go." He gave me my phone.

"Was it?" I asked.

"Yes." He nodded and kissed my cheekbone.

We teleported back and I smiled. "You go take your shower." He gave me a little push.

"Where's it at?" I giggled.

"Up the stairs and it's the first door on your right." He told me.

"Thanks…I still don't know what to say." I muttered.

"Keep trying." He laughed.

I rolled my eyes and followed his directions. The bathroom was right where he said it was. I closed the door and noticed the red dots littering the walls. Of course there was blood on the walls. I suppressed a shiver and turned the knob to warm and pulled the knob on the faucet so the shower would turn on. The showerhead wasn't crappy like I expected. It was well maintained. I set out my clothes and grabbed the soap, shampoo, and conditioner before stepping in.

As I showered I thought. This was so weird. My best friend in Colorado was the daughter of Slender Man. My boyfriend was a killer; the infamous Jeff the Killer to be specific. An organization called ECHO had come after me. I was at my boyfriend's house taking a shower. For some that last one might not be weird but considering I've pretty much never dated before I do find that odd.

Then there's the whole I didn't die during that Render Man attack thing and I'd met people who aren't supposed to exist. Then there's the whole Owakaiya thing. I loved that tree and that one wasn't my fault. I wasn't the special one in any of this. I just knew the special people that thought all this was normal. I was kinda dreading returning to Missouri. I didn't live in a very exciting area. I lived in the country so I was used to no honking and cars and the occasional stupid wolf prowl or cows escaping their pasture.

I was going to miss the thrills at every turn that Colorado brought.

As I was rubbing in the conditioner I heard a guttural growl outside of the shower curtains. I froze and pulled the curtain and poked my head out. I gawked at the sight of a husky about the size of a Great Dane with a split smile like Jeff. He had sharp stained teeth and the dog was grinning at me in an owlish way.

That smile however clearly said 'I-want-to-eat-you'.

"Jeff do you have a dog?" I called as the shower turned ice cold.

"Is Smile in the bathroom?" he called back.

"Yes."

"SMILE DOG!" he hollered for his dog.

Smile Dog rapidly whipped around, his claws causing him to slip and slide in his rush to get to his master. The door swung shut behind the dog. I quickly finished my shower and locked the door as I got dressed in Capri jeans, Jeff's hoodie, socks and sneakers. I wrung out my hair and brushed it before putting it up in a sloppy bun. I cleaned up any mess I had made, big or small since I was paranoid about being a bad houseguest, put on deodorant and went downstairs with my cinch sack.

Jeff was in the kitchen with Smile Dog rubbing the dog's ears. He looked incredibly happy. "Hey," I knocked on the doorway, "all good."

"Hey." He studied me.

Smile Dog instantly began growling and stalked at me predatorily. I gulped as he began gnashing his teeth and barking. Jeff snapped out of his daze and grabbed the dog by his collar and yanked him back.

"NO, bad Smile Dog. We don't eat her." He lightly hit his muzzle.

At the dreaded bad dog Smile Dog shrunk and put his tail between his legs and hunched over as he sat. It broke my heart to see the poor dog upset. I walked over. "Will he bite me if I pet him?" I asked.

"I don't think so." He cocked his to the side.

I knelt down and scratched the poor thing behind the ears and scratched him under the chin. His tail immediately wagged and he grinned again. I began rubbing his belly and cooing at him. Jeff laughed at the two of us.

"He likes you." He snickered and kissed my forehead.

"Lovely." I chuckled and petted the dog some more.

~o~ Hannah ~o~

I sat at the table in boredom. What the hell was I supposed to do? My dad was out hunting and my mother was having dinner with the girls. At times like this I wished I had a sibling to play with or at least argue with.

Unfortunately I didn't think I'd be getting one. I didn't think my dad wanted another child. My mom told me he got very tense and argumentative when she was pregnant with me. He constantly worried that I was going to be a slender and she would die from having me. I don't think she wanted to put him through that again.

I had already been through the papers. The usual killing of rapists and murderers showed up on the headlines. I assumed it was Jeff again. I decided to try my hand at baking again. I wasn't much of a cook but I could always practice. I was glad my dad was the loving type…meaning he'd always try the things I baked even if that meant we had to call in Mender Man to make sure he wasn't gonna die or to merely pump his stomach.

My backup Slender was Splendor man and as bad as that sounds I have run out of humans that will try my food. Slenderfolk are the next best thing since they love me…usually.

I gathered stuff to bake something.

"Okay, this time will be better. Just start mixing things together and you'll create something edible eventually." I smiled.

I grabbed two bowls as I was taught. I got out the measuring cups. I put the flour in the 1 Cup measuring cups and then put the vanilla, baking soda, vegetable oil, butter, brown sugar, regular sugar, eggs, milk, sprinkles, melted dark chocolate, and granulated sugar in random measuring cups. I tried to put the stuff that would make the…whatevers poisonous in big amounts.

I put three cups of flour, two tablespoons of baking soda, one cup of brown sugar, one cup of regular sugar, one and a half cups of granulated sugar, and stick of butter in one bowl. Then the vegetable oil, five eggs, four and two thirds cups of milk, and one third cup of melted butter was put in another bowl. I mixed the dry ingredients together and then the wet ingredients. I poured the wet bowl's contents into the dry and happily mixed away. The butter took some mashing and I had to put it in the microwave for thirty seconds. Then I mixed away once more. I looked at last and found I had just chunky stuff that was way too watery and looked like cottage cheese. I frowned. I added two more cups of flour and after about forty minutes it wasn't so chunky and looked more like cake mix. I smiled and took the melted dark chocolate and added some water before throwing that, the sprinkles, vanilla, and green food coloring in all at once and mixed again. I was experimenting after all.

After almost another hour the thing in the mixing bowl looked good enough to be makeshift dough. I rolled it up into little balls and put them on a cookie sheet. I put the first batch in for twenty minutes and then another ten. The balls came out about the size of my fist. I took them out and put in the next batch. I began putting icing in them as filling.

It took about five hours at best but I ended up with one hundred fifty-seven…

I didn't have a name yet. I wrapped a bunch up and put the rest on a plate. I then leaned on the counter and thought. "Fudge Rounds…no that's taken. Um…Mouse Balls, no that sound weird. Damn…let's try…I got it! Ice Mud, that's perfect. There's icing inside and it kinda looks like a mud ball! I am good." I smiled.

Now I needed someone to try them. I wasn't stupid enough to be the first to try one.

"Ah, Ms. Gales, nice to see you." A voice came from behind me.

I turned being so used to people just appearing in our house. Creepypasta did it all the time. I saw a man in a black suit with a smile like ones on that new movie The Purge. I had to keep from rolling my eyes. He copied my dad's suit and Jeff's smile. He was being a poser.

"Try to get a different look if you want to make it big kiddo." I said flatly. His smile twitched.

"Pardon me?" he said tightly.

"You're copying my dad and Jeff's looks. Try something different then come back." I waved him off.

"I'm not sure you quite understand-." He was interrupted by my phone when the first few bars of Women in Love by Van Halen burst from the speakers.

"Hey man I have to take this call. I'll be a minute so be a dear and try those Ice Mud things I made while I take this." I smiled and left the room.

"Holla?" I asked.

: Hannah, listen to me. Have you ever heard of ECHO? : Casper's urgent voice flowed through the speakers.

"Uh, no why?" I asked.

: They were waiting for me at my house last night when I got home. They're after the creepypasta. Jeff acted like they were a big problem. He said I was lucky I was still alive. : She hissed.

"Shit, it's like the marble hornets," I whispered, "Yes they are real."

: I don't know what that is. But listen, they look like men in suits with smiles like those freaky people on The Purge. : She said quickly.

I froze in horror. "Casper, I think one's in my kitchen." I whispered.

: I'm being serious. : Casper's angry voice growled through the speaker.

"So am I." I squeaked.

: Shit, pretend to have another call and call your dad. : Casper hissed.

"He can't use phones dummy," I saw the ECHO dude snap his head towards me; "He's one of those people who's afraid of technology. Like when that president didn't use the light switches in the White House." I said calmly.

: He's near you isn't he? :

"Thank you for understanding." I smiled as the agent or whatever he was went further into the kitchen, "Casper start pretending." I whispered quickly.

: Got it. : She agreed.

"I'll call Tabitha. She'll get his home phone number or address. We'll two way." I put Casper on hold and pretended to call Tabitha as I took her off hold.

'Dad, please answer, we're in danger.' I contacted him mentally through the link he established while pretending to talk to Tabitha.

'What's going on?' he asked in annoyance.

'There's an ECHO operative in the house. I'm buying myself as much time as I can but I can't keep going much longer.' I said quickly.

'Oh my…Hannah get out of the house!' he roared in my mind.

'I can't he's watching me now.' I trembled briefly.

'Damnit, how do you know it's an ECHO agent?' he asked.

'One attacked Casper last night. She just called, she warned me but he was already here. He thinks I'm on the phone trying to get a number from a friend. He's being patient but the charade won't be believable for much longer.' I shook.

"Ewe, that's disgusting. She likes him why?" I said into the phone when the man noticed the shiver.

He began to get agitated.

'Hold on, I've contacted Splendor and Trender. They'll be there in a moment.'

'Thanks dad.'

Just then the phone was ripped from me and I was lifted roughly by my neck and thrown into the fridge. The ECHO agent's eyes turned solid red and white while his mouth went wider and he crowed hellishly. I screamed and he picked me up and threw me into the counter. "Damn child, I'm through waiting. I know who you are. You'll die an abomination child of the Slender-."

"Hannah, hit the deck." A voice raged.

I laid flat on the floor as a fireball lit the man up in flames. He crowed and cawed while he burned slowly to ashes. A rough hand yanked me back as the burning man lashed at me. I knew that neither Splendor nor Trender shot fireballs. I looked behind me to see Zalgo. He looked disgusted.

"Damn agents coming after the kids. How low." He snarled.

He probably only said that because he had a kid on the way. Yes he got married two months ago. I thought it was about time too. Unlike humans, Zalgo's kind didn't take nine months to form it only took five. You could also tell the gender almost as soon as you knew you were pregnant. But now isn't the time for that.

Once both of us were sure the operative was dead we put him out with the fire extinguisher. Zalgo disposed of the body and returned. "Are you alright?" he asked in a bored tone as he eyed the Ice Mud I had made.

"I'm fine. Do you want one?" I asked.

"Did you make them?" he asked.

"Please eat one; I didn't poison them on accident this time! Please just try one!" I begged.

He growled and rubbed the back of his head. "I dunno, please try one! I'm pretty sure the ECHO asshole ate one, and look at him, he didn't die." I pleaded.

"Or it set him on fire instead of the fireball." He mused.

I sniffed. That actually hurt. "Meany that hurt." I pouted.

"Fine, I'll eat one." He moaned and picked one up like it would explode.

He looked like he was going to cry as he scrunched up his face. With a deep breath he bit into it. His face relaxed and he swallowed. "Not half bad actually-." He began to violently cough and suddenly spit up glitter.

He looked at me for a long moment before standing. "Don't use so much glitter." He couched and spit some more glitter in the sink.

"But I didn't use glitter." I said and furrowed my eyebrows.

"What else could it have been?" he asked in an uncaring tone.

"I did put in sprinkles. They went through the oven." I thought about it.

"So I coughed up pretty princess sprinkle glitter." He snorted.

I stared at Zalgo and I think my eye twitched. "What…don't…why did you just say that?" I said in a horrified tone.

"I think the excitement of being a dad is getting to me." he said with an actual smile.

"Ah, gotcha." I nodded.

"Hannah!" my dad's voice cut through the silence.

I turned only to be smothered by my dad and he pulled me into a hug. He frantically spun me around and every which way. "You're not hurt are you? Please tell me you're alright." He said rapidly.

"Dad, calm down. You're growing taller every second." I said slowly.

He looked down to see he was towering over Zalgo and I. He shook his head and shrunk down to a better size. "What did he do?" he demanded.

"He threw me against the fridge and the counter by my neck but other than that Zalgo took care of him." I gestured to the said creepypasta.

"Thank you Zalgo." My dad said after a moment.

Zalgo shrugged and disappeared. My dad sat on one of the barstools and rubbed his…face, well at least where it would have been. He looked up and grabbed my wrist to pull me closer.

"Looks like we're going to have to have that reunion a bit earlier than we thought we would. I'll have to contact the observer." My dad sighed.

"What about Casper?" I asked.

"What about her?" Slender tilted his head.

"She was attacked by them last night. She made it to Jeff and they're together." I pointed out.

"Are you sure she'd want to come to the reunion?" my dad asked.

"Why wouldn't she?" I asked with a huff.

"Hannah the girl is a very shy and timid child who hates large groups. And Hannah you are very used to the appearances of the other creepypasta. They know very well not to mess with you. However Casper would be easily scared and I fear that bringing her would spark unwanted attention towards her humane origin. I doubt Jeff will be able to protect her then and if she perishes what do you think it will do to him?" my dad pointed out all these things.

"But dad she's in just as much trouble as I am. They came to her before me." I argued.

"They did that because she is human Hannah. They wanted to seek out the weaker and less protected ones for information before approaching harder targets like you. They only wanted an easy prey." My dad said stubbornly.

But he had a point.

"You said she was weaker so wouldn't she have to be protected more." I said hopefully.

"Hannah, Jeff's human girlfriend is none of my concern. You are my priority. Jeff has to care about her!" My dad shouted.

"But Casper is my concern. If I had been more careful she wouldn't be in this mess! I know she's happy but it's my fault she's in more danger than she realizes!" I shouted right back.

"It is her problem Hannah! Bringing her to the reunion would only shove her deeper into this mess! Is that what you want?! Or is that exactly what you were trying to avoid?! Are you trying to kill your friend or protect her?" my dad thundered.

Tears pooled at the edges of my eyes. How could he not just support me? Of course I wanted her safe. She had no idea that because she had found out about my family and the fact that she fought alongside me, my family, and Jeff against Render Man that she was attracting attention and the kind that got you killed. It was my fault she was in danger. How could dad not see I wanted to help?

How could he say I wanted to kill her?

Did he want me to be friendless again?

"Hannah…" my dad said softly after the silence had held for a few minutes.

He reached for my hand but I jerked it away. "How could you say that?!" I screamed in his face, "I've only wanted to protect her dad! She's the only normal thing I have! I want to be able to go places with people without fearing I'll put them at risk! I want to be able to invite friends over and have a little normality! But because I have a family full of creepypasta I can't have friends or be a normal teenager! I have to constantly be on my guard and I have to put distance between me and my friends! I can hardly make friends! Is that what you want for me?! Do you want me to be miserable and have no one because you just can't fucking be on my side for once?! Do you want me to have my friends murdered because you just can't care for once?!" I screamed at him and sobbed.

I pushed him out of the way and sprinted to my room before slamming the door. I yanked the blankets from my bed and opened the door to my closet and stepping inside. I closed the door immersing myself in the dark so I could sob and be angry. I didn't want to see, hear, or feel. I wanted to be in the dark and alone until I could think and not cry.

So in the complete dark I sat there and cried for myself because I was Slender Man's child. I loved it and I hated it. I was trapped and alone, because no matter what I did…if I talked to anyone I put them at risk.

~o~

Poor Hannah, I feel so bad for her.

Well, I hope you enjoyed. Please leave a review!

Lots of Love, Songbird O.o