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"Hurt yourself?"
Arthur tensed. Slender had finally caught him. Two of Slender's arms wrapped around the small blonde's waist tightly and hoisted him up out of the ditch that he had fallen into. Arthur wanted so badly to fight back, but he was to tired to even try. Now, he was going to die all because of some stupid mud!
"You know, I've never had someone fight me back as much as you have, my dear."
"Really? I should be proud of myself then," Arthur smirked at the man as he attempted to pull his arms away.
"You should, indeed. Gave me quite the run, I'll say. But, it's over now."
Arthur hissed, glaring at him. Slender walked out of the trees and down the path, holding Arthur tightly with his extra limbs, that smile never-fading.
"What do you want from me? I've nothing of value to you!" Arthur ground out, glaring at the man.
"Do you really want to know what I want?" Slender lowered his voice dangerously.
The blonde in his arms gulped a bit, but nodded, eyes lighting with a mixture of fear, determination, and curiosity.
Slender brought Arthur closer, his smile growing wider at the look in Arthur's eyes, "Gimme twenty dollars."
Arthur blinked, the flame of fear being blown out, "That's it...?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Why d-did I have to come along? I d-don't like it here..." Feliciano followed closely behind the trio, looking around nervously.
"Look, just stay behind us and you won't get hurt. We just needa find Artie and get the hell outta here!" Alfred studied the trees, looking for any sign of said Brit. The silence was starting to worry him.
"But, why me? You could have called Kiku..."
"Calm down, you'll be fine," Ludwig looked back at the small brunette, "I'm here, it's not like he'll-"
"Artie..?"
The four men stared into the distance as a short figure came stomping up towards them, limping a bit. Arthur came into view with a scowl on his face, trudging past the four and on his way to the fence.
"Let's go! Slender's a bloody fake! I'm tired of being here!" Arthur called out.
Alfred, Francis, Ludwig, and Feliciano all exchanged looks before following quickly. The woods seemed to not be as horrifying as before. The fog had even started to roll away. As Arthur pulled Alfred over to him and towards the fence to use him as a stepping stool, Alfred stopped him.
"What happened, dude? Where's Slender?"
"All he bloody wanted was twenty dollars! I'm getting the bloody hell out of here!" He yelled out, mumbling about it being a waste of time as he climbed onto Alfred and over the fence.
Alfred blinked a bit, and gave the other three a weird look, only getting shrugs in response. They each hopped over the fence one by one. Alfred picked up Arthur, who indeed protested, and carried him home.
Maybe Slender was just a waste of time...
This was written for my wonderful friend who had requested this some time ago! You know who you are, love! Thanks for being such an awesome friend!
On another note, Slender 2 is up! If any of you would enjoy reading it, please go to my profile and look at my stories. I'm sure you'll love it!
Love, ShuChan