Nature's Spirit Chapter 21 Halloween Night
I looked at myself in the mirror. I had managed to craft myself a set of wolf ears from an old pair of grey socks and found a tight black shirt to go with the skirt. I had a pair of black leggings and some shiny black shoes. The tail wavered around as I moved and I had managed to find my old wolf-claw necklace I got at a zoo when I was younger. I was then startled when I heard a voice from outside. "You done yet?" I went to my window and was hit by the fresh fall air. Tom sat where he usually did, on that beam over the window.
He was wearing loose tan colored pants and a sand colored shirt. A belt of wooden beads was wrapped around his waist. His usual scarf had been folded and he wore it as a headband. A few white and grey feathers were stuck here and there in his curled brown hair. He dropped down to ground level. "Hey, Tom... There's a question I've been meaning to ask you?" He tilted his head to the side like a confused dog. "And what's that?" "If you can only slenderwalk to places you've seen, how did you find my house in the first place?" His eyes widened and he opened his mouth as if to speak, but closed it, his cheeks being colored a bright red. "I...I followed you home from school once." Now it was my turn to go wide-eyed.
"But that's like a 45 minute walk!" He looked down and started to scratch his arm. "Well, you felt special... Your aura was different. I thought... I don't know... I felt I had to." I snickered. "Slenders..." He chuckled at my response. I smiled and reached up to kiss him. His eyes widened once again briefly before he returned the kiss. He was the one to usually go for it, this was the first time I had actually kissed HIM! It didn't last long. He was already white as a sheet and his hair looked thinner. He swatted me away in a playful manner. "Hey hey hey hey! I had to do my hair here with all the feathers and stuff because I wanted to see you this morning, you're not gonna make me have to do it again at school!" I laughed. I had overlooked that slight detail. When I looked up again, he was back to his ordinary human hues.
We took the bus to go to school together. People from school, recognizable for all being in costumes, were giving us odd looks. I supposed a few of them knew Tom lived several streets away from my house and it seemed illogical for him to be going to school from there. I blushed when I thought of what some of them might be thinking, only to feel a slight sensation of embarassment at the edge of my conciousness. He didn't show any emotion on his face and his eyes often looked cold. It was as though they were devoid of emotion, only showing a certain soul-piercing intelligence. They gave you the feeling he knew everything about you, but you nothing of him. But because he liked to bring his mind close to mine, I could pick up on his emotions at times.
The day was uneventful for the most part, which is odd because it's the one day of the year where everyone can dress-up however they please at school. Dill really did dress-up as Cinderella, he even had a wig. The only thing is, he had no make-up on, kept his glasses and even added in a fake mustache just like the one Tom used. The result was quite striking, especially with his somewhat feminine shape. The kid was so obviously gay, but it didn't matter. He was still cool. Everyone cheered when he won the competition for the best costume. Me and Tom got several compliments for the way our outfits sort-of matched. He held my hand and brought me around the various classrooms, having me interact with a few people. Had he not been here, I'm pretty sure I would have just stayed in my own little corner, doing nothing and staying silent. I wouldn't be meeting several people like this and I wouldn't be having so many conversations.
I was surprised when I arrived in front of several people and to see that they spoke and acted exactly as I had expected them too when I had first looked at them in the beginning of the school year. So many of them were just...bland. And those who did seem more entertaining and that I got along with well were still somewhat dumb and not very complex. I managed to catch Tom smirking a few times when I got annoyed at whoever was surrounding me, as he was obviously feeling my own emotions.
After school was done, we walked out together with somewhat large bags full of candy. Before we arrived at the branching path that led to the woods, he stopped me. "Hey wait a second, you said you never played a first person shooter, right?" I blinked. "Uhm... yeah. Why?" He smiled and grabbed my hand, walking past the path and towards his house instead. Upon getting inside, Martha arrived to greet us. "Oh hello there sweetie! How are you doing?" I felt her mind against mine, but tried to ignore it. I had nothing to hide. "Fine. You?" She smiled and continued to speak in her cheery voice. "Tom, we're going to go trick or treating with Leo, ok?" She then left. As we headed to his impressive game room, I asked. "Who's Leo?" "My little brother." "I didn't know you had a little brother." He looked kind of sad for a second. "Yeah... He doesn't have his powers yet so my parents don't give him as much attention. It's sad..." I thought back to what he said to me when I found out he was a slender. They're born as their human form and get their powers later on...
He scratched his back before removing his shirt and tossing it carelessly across the room. I looked at him with a brow raised as he took the scarf off his head and casually wrapped it back around his neck. He looked to me with a sly smirk. "What? that shirt was itchy!" I smiled and looked down, knowing I blushed. He looked over to his expansive game library and I couldn't help but bring my stare to his bare back. There was four large splotches of a slightly darker color, which anybody else would have easily identified as birthmarks. Without turning around, he simply stopped moving and casually said: "You're really facinated by my tendrills, aren't you?" I had to admit I was. He turned his head to face me and, slowly, the spots darkened before the long shadowy appendages extended from them. He curled them slightly, which I understood was stretching them, and then he let them hang somewhat limply by his sides. He returned to sit next to me, various games in hand.
15 minutes later and I realized I was really bad at this type of game, though he insisted I was pretty good for someone who just started playing this for the first time in their life. I felt his aura reach me as he looked down. It was a powerful, instinctual feeling. I approached him and laid my head on his chest. He took the game controller from my hand and set it on the floor before kissing me, his tongue finding it's way into my mouth. It rubbed against mine and I felt his teeth growing sharp. This was only the second time we had ever French kissed and God did it still feel weird. He pushed me backwards so that he was on top of me. We broke appart when a white feather landed on my forehead. I looked where his eyes had once been and started to laugh as all feathers that were once in his hair were now scattered around. He laughed too, sending shivers down my spine as he pointed to the drool that coated my chin. Before I could wipe it off, he made my eyes widen in shock when he licked it off. Getting over the initial shock of that simple action, I looked up to him again, and in that instant, I knew I loved him and I wanted to stay with him for the rest of my life. I felt the sense of approval radiate from him.
AN: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY I DIDN'T WRITE IN A LONG TIME OMG THIS FEELS GOOD TO WRITE AGAIN WOW I WROTE FOOD AT FIRST I AM GLAD I SPOTTED THAT MISTAKE! So...I feel so proud when I see that people all around the world are reading this ;-;...Like, seriously, I've got people in Egypt, in Norway, Brazil, Vietnam, Indonesia, Israel, Denmark... COUNTRIES I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HAD WI-FI! It makes me feel special in a way... Thank you, all you population of crazy fanfiction readers :3 Just looking at the number of people who read this makes me feel more uneasy and worried people I know might have found this :| Oh well! If they think I'm insane, well they're right! I just hope they don't bring it up in conversations ;-;...