A/N- Yay! They finally made it to Paris. Oh, but you all are going to hate me as these chapters go on to bring us to the ending. Again, I need to know what you want: Option 1 or Option 2. Your hint is that one is a sad ending and one is a happy ending. If you know parallelism, you have the answer as to which option is happy and which is sad.

They showed up in an alleyway. No one had seen them show up and that was just how the Slenderman had wanted it. Showing up in the middle of a crowd, he had found, was not exactly something humans took well to. He had learned how to control this aspect of his odd powers as his life went on, and had learned how to control it perfectly. It was therefore odd to him to feel a pang of pain run through his heart upon arriving here. He simply wrote it off as stress caused by taking so many people along with him to a far off location. He certainly wasn't going to worry about it. No, he had other things to think of.

"We're in Paris!" Anne exclaimed, bouncing up and down. She grabbed a hold of Totheark, planning on dragging him all around the city to see the sights. Yes, they would look like hopeless tourists, but she didn't care. She had never been out of America, so she planned to make the absolute most of it.

You are forgetting something, Anne, Slendy stated, trying to get her attention before she ran off or tore Totheark's arm out of its socket. Just a short time ago, he would have been at the limits of his patience what with her behavior. How was it that he was now able to put up with her?

Anne sighed, turning to face him. She wanted to get going. It was surprising when she looked up at him to find the lower half of his face covered by a black scarf and a wide-brimmed fedora set at such an angle that it covered the top half of his face-well, what should have been a face. A long overcoat hid the tendrils. "You look human," she stated, sounding quite smart. She took the envelope he offered her and opened it to find a large sum of money and a passport. Her eyes went from this envelope to that of the Slenderman, watching as he gave the same envelopes to both Totheark and Ellaina. "Where did all of this money come from?"

Don't worry about it, came his cryptic answer. He was not about to explain to Anne how he would take money off of people that he killed. He had little use for it now that Totheark was living on his own, but he reasoned that he should keep their bills in case of a rainy day-or whatever the phrase was. Again, he really did not know the clichés of this world too well. Now go on and enjoy the city. Have fun and try not to get into any trouble, Totheark. I cannot come bail you out of jail…again.

"Again?" Anne questioned the annoyed Totheark. He merely glared at the Slenderman before taking a hold of her arm and dragging her into the main street to become lost in the crowds of people. They had left behind their suit cases.

I suppose they expect us to take of these? Slendy questioned, picking up Anne's overly large, far too pink suit case with a tendril to examine it. The thing must have been heavy, for holding the thing up caused a pain to shoot through his back. But, that didn't make sense. He could pick up humans with no problem. He shook his head, writing it off again as stress. Would you like to go to our hotel room to drop these bags off?

Ellaina looked at him, her head tilted to the side. "How in the name of God did you get a hotel reservation in France?" She simply could not see him showing up in Paris, walking into a random hotel, and reserving a room for them.

Slendy crossed his arms over his chest. I still sound human. I do know how to use a phone, you know. The man on the other end of the phone did not realize I was speaking into his mind. He simply heard a man asking for a reservation for two rooms-one for us and one for Totheark and Anne. He knew it shouldn't irk him, that she thought him incapable of acting like a normal human. Still, it did and he could not understand why.

"Sorry," Ellaina replied. "I was picturing you walking into the hotel and making the reservation."

Oh, that would have gone over well with the people of Paris. I could imagine the headlines that would cause. "Slenderman spotted in Paris making hotel reservations for self and friends. News for this story at ten. Meanwhile, let's have the local weather report with Jeff Schwartzenburger". Slenderman replied, earning laughter from her. He internally smiled. Things were going fine so far, and he could only imagine how she would react to seeing the place they were going to be staying at. He picked up the suitcases, not allowing her to even carry her own. Are you ready to go to the hotel now? We can look around the city afterwards.

"Where are we staying?" Ellaina questioned, following beside him. It seemed so odd to be able to walk around in the crowded city with no one becoming fearful of him. His confident stride showed he had clearly used this disguise before. He merely gestured to a large building up ahead in response to her question. Her eyes went wide upon seeing it. A sign told her this place was called the Hotel Lutetia. He must have spent a small fortune to be able to reserve rooms here. Maybe he meant some other place, somewhere behind this place. This was far too fancy for him to take them to as just a casual vacation.

Yes, that is where we are staying. Do not worry about the price. Our room has a view of the Eifel Tower, or so I was told, Slendy stated while he took them into another alleyway. It would be much easier to just teleport them into their room, rather than going through the lobby, waiting on the elevator to bring them to the top floor, and then having to deal with getting the suitcases through the door. Yes, he was being lazy, but weren't people supposed to do that on vacations? He offered his hand to her, asking if she was ready to go. She took it, trusting him completely.

They appeared in the hotel room, which immediately captured Ellaina's attention with how luxurious it was. Looking outside, she could indeed see the Eifel Tower, just as he had said. She began exploring their suite, not noticing how the small trip to the room had affected the Slenderman.

Pain sat in his heart for far longer than it had the last time. A burning pain raked through his spine, making the tendrils twitch about. He sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to ignore the pain he was feeling. This was not something he was accustomed to. It was not something he expected to happen. Using his power had never caused him pain before. Still, he did not want to acknowledge the fact that there might be something wrong with him. He simply lay back on the bed, arranging the tendrils so as not to cause them any pain. It was a habit now, doing this before lying down. He didn't give a second thought to it.

"What do you want to do?" Ellaina asked, coming to stand at the foot of the bed in front of him.

He looked up at her, trying to ignore the pain and keep it from his voice. It would not do well for her to know of his pain. The last thing he wanted was her to be worrying about him. Would you mind if I take a nap before we go exploring this city? You, of course, can go on your own if you wish to. Be careful if you do, though. I…wouldn't want to lose the one I love. He looked away from her. It was so odd, this expressing of his emotions so openly to her. When they had met, he had never done this. He had never let her know what feelings he had for her.

Ellaina simply came to lie next to him, cuddling close to him. "I think a nap would be a wonderful idea. And you don't need to worry about me, Slendy. I'll be right here with you." She smiled at him as those familiar tendrils wrapped around her waist to hold her closer to him. She didn't mind this, him wanting to keep her close and safe. She certainly couldn't blame him what with the events they had so recently suffered through. He rested his head atop hers, and his breathing slowed to that of sleeping. When it appeared that no nightmares would plague him, Ellaina sent a quick text to Anne about where they were staying before joining Slenderman in sleep.

Slenderman awoke and sat up to the sounds of laughter. He looked around to spot Anne and Totheark sitting there on a couch, both red in the face. What are you two laughing about? Slendy asked, trying to sound intimidating. The last thing he wanted to deal with was them poking fun at him again concerning his position with Ellaina on the bed. He looked down on her, feeling the bed shifting as she forced herself to wake up. He tilted his head to the side, examining her face. There was a marker mustache drawn onto her face. Slendy looked back to Anne and Totheark, who were doing everything in their power to try and not laugh. Seeing permanent markers on the table in front of them, he had a pretty good idea as to what they had done.

Ellaina looked from her friends to the markers and then to the Slenderman. He refused to look at her, not wanting to hear her laughter. Still, when she tried to make him turn to face her, he allowed for it. She looked over the artwork her friends had done, trying not to laugh. There was a large smile drawn on his face, a large nose, and anime-style eyes. All of these designs were done in hot pink. She cleared her throat, trying not to burst into a fit of laughter like Anne and Totheark had. "Well, Slendy, you look very, very pretty." She lost her battle against the hilarity of the situation and began laughing along with her friends.

This is not funny and I am NOT pretty, Slenderman stated, pointing a finger at her to emphasize his point. This only caused Ellaina to flop back on the bed, laughing harder. His hands were covered in various sized purple polka dots. He stared at them for a long moment before turning to face the two on the couch. I am going to kill the both of you if this-this filth doesn't come off. He trudged off towards the bathroom, a tendril dragging along a still-laughing Ellaina. They were not about to go around Paris looking as they did.

Catching a sight of himself in the mirror, he groaned in annoyance. Ellaina looked at her reflection and began laughing all the more. "Come on, Slendy. We look funny, and they only meant this as a joke. Stop being so serious and laugh with us. Maybe that's why they drew a smiley face on you." She traced the outline of it, only for her hand to be caught by his.

You think it's funny? he asked, sounding anything but amused. He forced her hand to trace the outlines of the other designs before throwing her hand away from him. You laugh about this, my lack of face? You think it funny for them to give me one? I do not need to be reminded of this-my lack of a face. I suffer with it every day of my life; have been suffering with it since I was a child. I was five years old when they did this to me, Ellaina. Do you know how this hurts, to not be able to express myself as you humans do so easily? No, you don't. How could you unless you lived it? He grabbed up a washcloth from the counter, ran it under hot water, and began to scrub roughly at the marker designs. He pulled the cloth away to find the designs had only been smeared by his efforts. Slendy growled with irritation and threw the cloth away from him, giving up to simply lean against the wall and slowly slide down it.

Ellaina came to kneel beside him, a washcloth of her own with soap and water on it in her hand. She made him look at her while she brought the cloth to his face. When he did not protest her touch, Ellaina slowly began cleaning the marker away. "Soap tends to get the marker off quicker than just water, alone." she stated softly. She hadn't meant to upset him by laughing. She had thought he was just annoyed with the situation, not hurt by it. "Why would Totheark help in doing this if he knew-"

I do not speak to him of what I feel, Ellaina. I am supposed to act as his father, remember? I could not very well speak to him of my emotions as he grew up. Why should I start now? Slendy replied, taking another washcloth from the counter by way of a tendril. He ran the cloth under water and added soap to the mix. He began to scrub away at her marker moustache. This was not his plan for their time here. He did not want all of this tension, so he would have to change the subject. Well, let's forget about this. There is no point in focusing on negative things. Would you like to see the Eifel Tower?

"That would be fun," Ellaina replied with a smile, which only managed to make the soapy washcloth scrub her opened mouth. She immediately turned away from him, smacking her lips trying to get the taste of soap out of her mouth. She got up and went to the sink, grabbing up the plastic cup the hotel provided and filling it with water. She rinsed her mouth out.

Slendy came to stand next to her, the polka dots and designs gone but a sense of amusement still radiated off of him. He commented, Yes, you are very lady-like, my Little Ellaina.

Ellaina glared at him and turned back to the plastic cup, filling it with water. She turned to face him, smirking before she splashed him with the water. She laughed with amusement, that is, until he grabbed her around the waist with one of his tendrils. He slowly made his way toward the bathtub, another tendril reaching out to start the water while another closed the plug to the tub. The water quickly began to fill up. She looked from the quickly filling tub and then back to him. He was going to dunk her. She tried to squirm free of his grasp, which only made him laugh.

As soon as the tub was filled, Ellaina found herself being dunked into it. She glared up at him, now completely soaked from head to toe. "You…you are evil."

Am I? He turned his back on her, planning on leaving the room. I will leave you to your bath then, my little water nymph. Slendy had planned on simply leaving the room to go yell at Totheark and Anne…and to try and figure out why it had caused him pain to pick up Ellaina. She weighed barely anything and he had never had trouble carrying her before. Maybe there was something wrong. He had planned on all of this, but those plans were interrupted. Ellaina had jumped out of the tub and had grabbed him, pulling him backward. Slendy managed to trip on something-the washcloth he had thrown-and went down with Ellaina. They managed to land in the tub, her on top of him.

"Got you," Ellaina joked, splashing him with some more water.

Slenderman would have retorted, had Anne not popped her head in the room. The girl wanted to ask what all of the commotion was. She paused upon seeing the position the two were in. She blinked a few times, before turning to leave. "I'll, um, just leave you two alone then."

Nothing happened! Slendy protested, pulling himself and Ellaina out of the tub to stand in front of it. She splashed me with water, so I threw her in the tub, and then she pulled me in. Why did he find the need to explain what had happened and to Anne of all people?

"Whatever you say, Slendy. Maybe I should splash Totheark some. What do you say Ellaina?"

I forbid it.

"Anne, get out of here! And…go for it, girl," Ellaina replied, leaning against Slendy. He glared down on her as the short woman left the room. She smiled up at him. "I love you, Slendy-kins."

Never call me that again, and I suppose that I love you too. Now, we may want to get changed. I, personally, do not find wet clothing very comfortable. Slender stated, leading them out of the bathroom. He stopped, seeing Anne and Totheark sitting on the couch. Anne had likely already distorted the story as to what happened. This certainly was not the image he wanted to present to the boy. Why don't you two go to your own room, or go explore Paris? Is it absolutely necessary for you both to stay here?

"I just like annoying you," Anne stated simply before getting up to collect her suitcase. They were staying just a few doors down from this room. She stopped at the door, Totheark close behind her, to look back at the wet couple. "You two have fun now."

Out!

Ellaina merely laughed as the two quickly fled the room. "Well, how about this: we get changed and then go see the Eifel Tower?"

Alright, he replied, disappearing from her room. Ellaina looked around for a long moment only for him to suddenly come back. He was dressed in another black suit and red tie, though this one seemed to be a bit nicer than the ones he normally wore. She didn't notice the way his hands clenched into fists from the pain he was feeling. If it were up to him, she would never know the pain he was feeling. His plan was close to becoming reality. He was quickly becoming nervous as he waited for her to get changed, as he absentmindedly twisted the small container in his pocket. He could only hope that when he presented this trinket in the container to her at the Eifel Tower, when he went through with his plan, that she would answer in a positive way.

A/N- Holy long chapter! Do you all understand Slendy's plan now? If you do I bet you are glad you voted positive. If not, well, you will get to have a happy surprise soon. xD