Disclaimer: Creepypasta characters belong to their rightful owners, aka not me. Nick and Vivian belong to me. Any and all depictions are headcannons so I apologize if they aren't correct.

If the tall being could look hurt it would probably have shown. However it wasn't so much hurt more so confused. He surely couldn't change his attire and he wouldn't just for her. She had shown fear towards him, but it had been normal for him. But towards his attire rather than faceless appearance? He had to get to the bottom of this. He hadn't let go of his hold on Masky so he started his questioning.

"Why? This seems like a rather odd..."

"Don't even say that," Nick yelled at him, "if you even knew why I believe even a being like you would cringe!"

Slenderman knew he should be angry with such disrespect but he didn't think it would be worth it at this point. No he needed to know why.

"I'm not telling you without her permission...she doesn't remember anything of why and I want to keep it that way as long as I can. She deserves that much..."

Nick rubbed at his head softly telling something the shut up. Alarms went off in the killers' heads.

"If you tell us then maybe I would have more reason to make sure I'm not around her alone. I will not change my attire more so that I would wish to have her get over this fear. It's the only thing I can do for her after such hospitality."

"You've been here one day," he ground out "One fucking day. I'm sorry but the reason why doesn't matter right now. At least not until I know that you won't mock her or bring it up around her-"

A scream tore through the house and the proxies stood up as well as Jeff. Nick sighed sadly and walked upstairs slowly. Every few steps he alerted where he was and knocked twice before a whimper was heard.

"Well just when I thought this would be boring...," Jeff chuckled darkly earning a giggle of agreement from Toby.

"Enough! We must respect his wishes...until LJ gets here..."

"Great idea! Let's have the clown freak her out more!" Jeff mocked before laughing again.

Toby giggles and nodded. "I think he would like making her scream!"

Slenderman was getting angry and it soon fell on both of them as he struck both of them through with a tentacle. They grunted and one cursed. Blood fell onto the floor as he let them drop.

"He will only bring out anything that has to do with suits and have to watch for the scene that had caused it. No one bring anything up."

Toby shook on the floor as his wound healed slowly and nodded. Jeff growled but Slenderman knew that would be the closest he could get to an agreement.

(Few days later)

Vivian was polishing her crystals in the living room curled up under some blankets and several large fluffy pillows around her. Nick spoiled her after one of her episodes, she never understood why he cared so much when one happened. She asked him what had happened but he never answered her. She had apologized to the tall man but he didn't respond, keeping his back to her. She recognized that only as him being angry with her. As such she had Nick request for them to leave her be until she came back down to earth. She had several incense burners on and an odd herb filled the air. It was an old witch doctor trick Nick had taught her.

She smiled as the last crystal polished away until it was clear. She laid them out and pulled out the cloths for them when a frown set on her lips. They all started to cloud and the one closest to the hallway turned a dark grey. That shouldn't be right...Nick was off at a rave and Slenderman had taken everyone back "home" for the weekend. She put it up to someone who must have been in their realm and didn't get the memo.

"Welcome...," she said softly and she went back to speaking softly as she polished them again.

She felt someone stand right next to her and she frowned. She had highly sensitive hearing, and she didn't hear any steps. Even Slenderman made soft noises when he wale by room to room but maybe that was for their benefit.

"Would you like some candy, miss beauty," came a soothing and calm voice. It sounded like it was in her ear but she knew he wasn't leaning down.

She slowly looked up but all she saw was a black clawed hand with many colorful candies in them. Some he jostled rather impressively between his fingers.

"No thank you...," she replied and looked back down at what she was doing.

Despite being denied she heard a soft laugh and was suddenly face to face with a small hard candy. Now he was speaking in her ear.

"Don't fret...my specialty is children," he whispered, always a selfish gleeful tone hidden in there, "this is to help you relax...you can /trust/ me."

She opened her mouth to retort how that was impossible and almost chocked when the candy was pressed through her lips. The hand covered her mouth in a light hold, careful not to scratch her. Laughing Jack watched as the candy took effect the more it melted. Her shoulders drooped and he helped her lie back on the pillows. He lightly covered the witch's stones and stepped in front of her deciding to let the shadows recede from his form. Vivian looked up and she smiled softly at her new 'friend', at least that's what her mind told her. He was a tall black and white clown. He looked horrific but she wouldn't have even minded if she wasn't feeling so relaxed. She loved clowns anyways. It was a kink.

"I am Laughing Jack," he said in a soft laugh, "I am here to help you sleep tight."

She frowned a bit. She didn't want to go back to sleep. She still had nightmares and Nick wasn't here to help her. She could only nod, knowing she sure as hell couldn't fight this clown.

He didn't know where to start. She looked relaxed enough but then there was the fact that he had to specifically search for memories of suits and Nick. It could take a long time and he only had one night. He started to hum softly to her as he pulled the blankets over her. Soon he had lulled her into a deep sleep. Standing back he soon disappeared. He did this with children to find good and bad memories to play. Bad if he wanted to play the hero.

This time he needed to search for a strict memory. He pushed aside anything that was recent knowing it was younger. How young wasn't very known so he decided the fastest route would be to start at the earliest then work his way up. He didn't have to search until she was 9. What he saw disturbed him even if only a little. He saw who he assumed was Vivian walking along with a man in a...suit.

He stayed towards the back in the shadows. He felt the woman tense on the couch so he knew that this was it. The man lead her towards the thicker parts. He didn't like where this was going...it hit hard at home with Sally.

"Mom will want me to stay on the street, mister..."

He smiled at her and continued leading her further away.

Things turned sour quick and he was struggling to keep her under so she didn't wake. He saw a familiar being far in the back. He had to raise an eyebrow. Tall dark and scary had been there? The girl must have thought she had imagined it because he was but a blur.

Suddenly, but not so soon, a bare-foot tan male kid ran over and struck the man in the suit over and over with what looked like an hammer made of stone and stick. He went closer and watched the blood spray over both children even after the man had stopped moving. He assumed this was Nick.

Nick turned and started to yell at Slenderman, as if seeing him clearly.

"Leave her alone! Go away!"

He waved his bloody weapon in the air and they were alone. Nick turned and even though he was obviously younger, Vivian was tiny compared to him. LJ felt his cold heart twitch in anxiety. The boy was covered in tribal paint and he himself had an eye painted in the middle of his forehead. He had seen enough and allowed her to fall into a happy dream as he exited her mind. There was movement and LJ relayed everything to the others. Slenderman frowned when it clicked. He had been there, they had been in his territory. He had been planning on intervening in rage but Nick had beat him to it, literally and figuratively. Slenderman disappeared quickly.

(At the manor)

"Lord Zalgo...we may have a problem."