A small boy with bright blue eyes and blonde hair was sitting in his room playing with his Tinker Toys in an attempt to build a perfect little house. His mother always commented on how he did such a good job at building things. While the boy did appreciate his mother's praise, it was his father's praise that the boy was always pining after. The father was always so busy with work and rarely said so much as two words to his five-year-old son before heading off to bed. Still, the small boy loved the man that he called father. Every son was suppose to love his father was the boy's constant reasoning.
It was a surprise when the father came into the boy's room then and complimented him on the small house that had created. The boy's eyes lit up with pride and he flashed a bright smile, perfect white teeth gleaming in the light from his lamp. It was early in the morning, before the first day of school was going to start. The little boy couldn't sleep due to his excitement over this. The father asked his son if he'd like to come to work with him instead of going to school. The boy really rather would have gone to school, but he never got to spend time with his dad so he had agreed. If he only knew what was to lie ahead of him, perhaps he would have told his dad that he would have rather gone to school.
Slenderman woke up, sitting straight up. Why had he dreamed about that, of all things? Hadn't he destroyed all memories of that? Clearly, he hadn't. Deciding that there would be no sleep gained for the rest of this night, he forced himself to get up. The blanket was placed to next to the scarf and the watch. These little items were the only reminders he had of Ellaina. And thinking of her only made him want to find the woman all the more. She had suffered enough since he had come into contact with her. He knew that he shouldn't care, that it shouldn't bother him, but the fact was that it did. What little humanity that was left in him had connected to the woman. She made him feel normal. She made him feel human. And, of course, there was the little fact that he had feelings for her. Try as he might, he could no longer deny those feelings to himself. He had told her the truth before she had died-before he had killed her. But, he hadn't killed her, right? How had he not sensed that she was still alive? He blamed the raw human emotions that had been running through him at the time.
Shaking his head and trying to deviate from those thoughts, he decided that it was time to pay little Anne a visit. Now in the house that he knew so well, he could only imagine how she would react upon seeing him, sitting casually at the kitchen table. When she did emerge from the guest room to get herself a midnight snack, she didn't notice the entity sitting at the table until she had already sat down across from him.
Anne finally pulled herself to full awareness after taking a bite of a bagel and taking a long drink of coffee. Her eyes opened wide upon seeing who she was sitting across from. She spewed the contents of her mouth out with a scream of fear. How had he gotten inside?! Her thoughts were racing. All of the doors and windows had been locked.
Wiping the offending material from his person, the Slenderman glowered at her. Why was she so incredibly jumpy? He wasn't that scary. Okay, he was, but he liked to think that this woman should have expected him to show up at some point. He had told her that he would.
The woman held out a napkin to the Tall Man, trying to apologize for her actions, begging for him not to kill her. Seeing that he wasn't about to do so and that he merely continued to stare at her in what was perhaps amusement over her fear, Anne sighed. "You know, you really should warn people when you're just going to pop in for a visit."
Is that so, human? You are going to dictate what I do now? I do not think so. I will come and go as I please, the same way I did with Ellaina. Slendy replied.
"Oh, I'm sure she liked that," Anne retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I don't understand why she would befriend something like you. Maybe she only did it because of her sick fascination with monsters like you. I can't imagine her liking you as a person. Your attitude is horrible."
Anger flashed through him. Who was this human to insult him, to interpret what Ellaina may have felt for him? This Anne was a no one. She now merely served as a means for him to find the one he was looking for, the one he cared about. He would use her and that was all. Trying to contain his anger and not splatter the rude girl across the closest wall, he replied, Think what you will, human. Ellaina can explain what happened once we find her. Speaking of, I do believe it is time we start looking for her, don't you? He grabbed her and the pair was suddenly in the middle of a desert. Why he knew that Ellaina was somewhere in the middle of a desert was a mystery to him. They would find her, though, even if it killed him.
A/N- Hmm, I wonder who will figure out what Slendy's dream was about…