Chapter 2: Meeting the "stoner"

by Undecisivepsycho

"Ok, we're here." Jeff announced, placing me beside him and grabbing my wrist.

"My five year old niece could out run me. You honestly think I'm even going to attempt running away?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I do." He confirmed, looking to me before opening the door and pulling me along inside.

"Why the hell is it so dar- AHH FUCK!" I yelled out, crouching down and tearing my arm from Jeff's grasp so I could cover my ears as static ripped through the air.

"Dude, cut it out, she's with me. You don't need to burst her ear drums... and it'd be nice to see." Jeff spoke into the black void, pulling me back to my feet by my arm.

"Ahem, I'm terribly sorry, but Jeff, you know you need to inform me if you plan to return with another person." The void replied, withdrawing thick black tendrils and revealing himself to be none other than Slenderman, along with a large, brightly lit living room.

"You guys really live in a mansion?!" I ask, my mouth falling open as I turn to see I all, also surprised at how deep and smooth Slender's voice is.

"You have me beside you, Slenderman in front of you, and you're going to question that now? I swear if you question everything else, so help me god..." Jeff threatened, raising his hand as if to backhand me, causing me to flinch away.

"Jeffery don't you dare hit the girl. She has every right to question whatever she desires to." Slenderman reprimanded him, raising his hand in a similar fashion to Jeff as if to smack him.

"You've no jurisdiction with what I do to her, she's my human. And you, why are you flinching at a raised hand, yet you're perfectly ok with having a knife at your throat?" Jeff questioned, grumbling as he lowered his hand and turned to me.

"My father..." I muttered, leaving them to assume the rest.

"Jeff, you're forgetting where it is that you live and who it is that you are speaking to, I have reigning jurisdiction of Everything in this house," Slender reminded him of his place," How is it that you always end up bringing the mistreated ones here instead of killing them?"

"Iunno, must be some sort of sixth sense or some other bullshit. They usually understand better anyway and it always seems like they're more likely to become one of us...plus most know about who we are before hand from some sort of website." Jeff answered, shrugging.

"Well most of it has been true so far, though none were capable of joining us. I suppose it removes them from their situation as well. Now, you did retrieve her stuff right?"

"Uh...well, you see, she wouldn't grab it when I told her to, so I sort of just grabbed her and got out of there..." Jeff admitted, avoiding 'eye contact' with slender and rubbing the back of his head.

"Are you serious Jeff? Every time you bring someone home you always have some excuse for not bringing any of their belongings. Why can't you do some of the real work yourself for once?" Slender asked rhetorically, slapping a hand to his own 'face' and making me giggle.

"I couldn't know if she would have screamed or not! And what the fuck is so funny?!" Jeff yelled, turning back to face me.

"H-he's...Slender's face palming..." I snickered, trying not to laugh too hard.

"Oh...that is sort of funny I guess. Since he doesn't really have a face at all." He chuckled.

"I'm going to assume you left her window open. You're lucky there's an extra room next to yours." Slenderman sighed, smacking Jeff upside the head before disappearing.

"Ow. Mother fucker..." Jeff groaned, rubbing the back of his head just as BEN decided to exit the kitchen.

"Hey man...what's goin' on in here? And who's the chick?" BEN asked, pointing to me and pretending to be high.

"I'm Zhi." I answer for myself, stepping over to the shorter boy to mess with his hat in wonder. "aren't you like the weird version of Link from some old nintendo game? Magora's or Madora's Mask or some shit?"

"It's Majora's Mask, and my name is BEN, not Link. Now quit messing with my hat." He retorted, straightening the hat and looking annoyed.

"Mmm, I've only played three of the Zelda games..."

"Really? Which ones?" Jeff asked, looking a bit surprised.

"Just the two for the wii and Minish cap. I've never finished any of them, and I sold my gameboy a long time ago" I replied, sparing them the boring details.

"Oh...I didn't know you even played video games...what sort are you into?" Jeff admitted.

"Mostly simulation type games, I suck at most of the ones that involve fast paced action like Call of Duty or Red Dead Redemption."

"What about Assassins Creed?" BEN asked, looking between Jeff and I.

"I-I'm not very good, but I did sort of enjoy it." I said, giving him a reluctant smile

"Well, okay. I suppose we may have fun with some things...What else do you do?" He questioned.

"Draw, write, lay around, listen to music, and stare at tumblr...and sometimes I read manga or watch anime...or read in general."

"You'll probably have no problem with the others then, especially Masky." Ben side, cocking an eyebrow.

"Masky? The guy from, uh, Marble Hornets or whatever? Oh! I also have a weird thing about...staples...I sorta staple things for no reason other than just to do it..." I admitted nervously.

"That's...a bit odd. I suppose it could be your thing here, but staplers aren't much of a threat..." Jeff stated.

"Staple guns are though, besides there's a lot of cooler stuff I could get from BUDK. A staple gun does sound like a fun thing to kill people with though." I informed him, giving him a sarcastic look for the first part.