Chapter 6

by Undecisivepsycho

BEN's POV

I had decided to follow Jeff and see what the new girl, I mean, Zhi, was doing. As we got further down the hallway I could hear some sort of electronic sounding music getting louder. I was a bit surprised Jeff had even bothered to knock, but not as surprised as when I saw what Zhi was doing. The music wasn't much of a shock, she had mentioned liking it last night, but I had expected her to be drawing or one of the other hobbies she had mentioned. She had completely neglected to add dancing to what she like to do, or did well at... Unfortunately she eventually took a turn and caught sight of us, though she somehow managed to see me before Jeff.

"What the he- oh, hi Jeff." Zhi nearly yelled, turning off her stereo system as well, "what're you two doing here?"

"I came up to see what you were up to, I knocked, but since you didn't answer I figured you couldn't hear me and tried the door... I didn't know BEN had decided to come along." Jeff explained, looking back at me.

"I had decided I wanted to see too." I answered, shrugging, "You never mentioned that you liked dancing last night..."

"So? I don't need to put everything about me out in the open with you. I've got to have some sort of privacy right?" she said in a matter-of-fact way.

"We don't expect you to do so anyway. So, whaddya gonna do now?" Jeff asked, giving me a hard elbow to the ribs before going to pull himself onto the top bunk.

"I lose interest in certain things after being interrupted, so I think I'll check and update tumblr for a bit" she replied, pulling out a laptop and situating herself behind Jeff, propped up on a mound of pillows and blankets.

"Isn't that the site that's just full of weirdos and fangirls?" I ask.

"That's only one of many sides and you're talking to one of those 'weirdo fangirls'" she retorts, clicking away and going silent.

Zhi's POV

After setting BEN straight I immediately logged on to Tumblr, taking a moment to update my blog on what has been going on and what a complete asswaffle BEN seems to be so far. With the update done I preceded to mindlessly scroll through my dash with the shortcut keys, liking, reblogging, and even laughing out loud every-so-often. BEN eventually becomes comfortable enough with his surroundings that he sits in my armchair and looks up at us, Jeff moving closer to me so he could see the computer, occasionally chuckling and making me stop so he could read something.

After a bit I get to the point where I've already seen everything, so I click the 'to top' arrow and seeing as I have nothing new to look at I log off and quickly check for any fanfiction updates, only to be disappointed.

"well that sucks." I sigh, closing the laptop and laying my head back to stare at the ceiling with a blank expression."

Jeff's POV

She wasn't kidding when she had said that she just sits around and thinks some times, though it didn't seem like she was even thinking at all for the moment. I should probably do or say something, maybe take her for her first kill or help her recreate herself for our website.

"So, um, should we get you set up on the site or something?" smooth Jeff, just go ahead and be an awkward fuck.

"Sure. What exactly needs to be done for it?" she asked, rolling on her side to look at me.

"Weapon of choice, how you do it, look, and new name" BEN replied for me.

"That sounds easy enough. BEN could you hand me that red composition notebook sitting there on my desk?" She was leaning over me to direct his attention to what he wanted, and to grab it when he held it out for her. Why was my chest pounding just over something like this?

"I-it can be. We should start with weapon of choice, that's usually the easiest for everyone." I offered, shifting to sit up against the pillows.

"I've always thought using a staple or nail gun for murder would be really cool, but I don't want a plain looking one" Zhi answered rather quickly.

"Alright, well, what about your clothing? Hair? Any makeup?" I listed off, watching her right in the notebook for the info to be translated to the website.

"I was thinking of dying my hair a deep purple. Not so bright that it could be seen well at night, but not so dark that it looked like black in most lighting. For the clothing I think I'd like to get some 'Tripps' to go with a nice pair of combat boots and a few pairs of converse. I don't think I'll be doing makeup, but if we could find a cool mask that would actually fit my face..."

"Did you just come up with all of this or have you been planning for a while?" BEN inquired, looking rather shocked.

"Actually, a little bit of both. I've been having ideas float around for years, but never made anything concrete until now."

"That's not normal for where you come from..." BEN said, standing up and leaving us to finish, "don't forget to figure out your name."

"I'm not normal for where I come from anyway. I didn't ever think I would need a name, you guys used yours after all... I'll have to think on it for a while I guess."

"Well, I suppose the name isn't too important right now. It took less time than I thought it would regardless. This process can take months, even years, for some people." I reassured her, silently wondering what her name would be when it came time.

"I did plan most of it, its no surprise it went by quickly." she waved a hand in the air dismissively, jumping when a knock came from the door. Zhi climbed down from the bed and went to answer it, coming face to face with a tall stack of books in one long, thin, white hand and an intricately detailed, black and white nail/staple gun in the other. Either Slender had over heard everything, or he some how had previous knowledge of the details.

"Hey Slendy. I hope it's safe to assume you've gotten the rest of her stuff then? What's with the gun thingy in your hand though?" I asked, I couldn't quite tell what it was in his hand because of where Zhi was standing, but what I could see looked vaguely like a gun.

"I've had a someone make a combination of a nail and staple gun, it can fire both simultaneously as well as separately. I figured it should match our newest members beauty so I had it engraved in black and white." Slender replied, placing a finger under her chin and lifting her face so she was looking directly at what I may as well call his face. It was sickeningly tender.

Slender's P.O.V

I knew Jeff liked her already, it wasn't hard to tell. The only person in the house who couldn't see it yet was Zhi herself, even though he had fallen for her almost immediately. I wanted to test just how much he really liked her.

"Okay then, I hope you got the ammo for it as well..." Jeff said, annoyance clouding his face and creeping into his voice.

"Of course I did. The nails even match the design of the tool itself, though I had to settle with alternating black and white staples due to their smaller size." Got him. I drew my hand from Zhi's face and let her look down again, her eyes had been starting to glaze over and I wasn't trying to rival Jeff in the trivial affairs of love, just test him.

Author's Note

And the long awaited 6th chapter appears!

Sorry this took so long ^^; I had sorta lost any motivation to type out and edit what I had written and before I knew it months had passed. Hopefully I can get the next few chapters out a lot faster than I did this one! I know there's the fear of authors running out of creativity and never updating on here, but if you remember from like the first chapter or so, that won't be the case with me for at least another 14 chapters! As I've stated, I already have like 20 chapters written by hand from my days in high school, its just a matter of typing them up and editing as I go until I reach the point where I will have to actually create content from scratch. Obviously because of my method of editing while typing, inconsistencies may arise and I apologize if and when they do, you can point them out if they're too awful for you to handle. Also keep in mind that when I do have to write from scratch, I haven't touched this thing in years and the fresh chapters after 20 may not match exactly and may not always be consistent, don't be afraid to approach me and point out anything I missed or got wrong, I strongly value help.