A/N- So, I finally figured out how I will end this. You all are really going to hate me. But, that hate will come later. On with the story, for now!
Please do not tell them, Anne. Please? He had to wonder how it had come to this, asking Anne of all people not to do something. Really, Slendy had to wonder how he had become so involved in the human world in the first place. He had killed humans on a daily basis and now he had befriended them. Nothing seemed to make any sense any longer.
"Not tell them?" Anne questioned, sounding surprised. She looked over his exposed skin before bringing her eyes back up to meet his face. The way he was holding himself was different. He was not the normally strong, indomitable force that she was accustomed to. She could tell just by the way he was standing that he was in discomfort. "They both deserve to know what is going on, Slendy. Totheark is like a son to you; he more or less considers you to be his father. He needs to know what is going on at the very least, if you refuse to tell Ellaina, though she deserves to know too. How can you expect me to not tell them?"
Have you ever had a loved one die in your arms? he questioned quietly. When Anne merely shook her head "no", he sighed. I would not think you had. The pain of it is unbearable. When you came searching for Ellaina, I had thought her dead. She had asked me to…kill her for she was suffering from a poison. I did as she asked. I was miserable, and there had been no way to escape the pain her loss created. Anne, I wanted to die if only to escape the torment her death caused me. Do you truly want them to suffer that? He tried to ignore the memories that came flooding back to him, of her cold body lying seemingly dead in his arms. If he had only known she was alive, she could have avoided all of the pain his father had put her through. It was too late to go back now, though, so he forced the thoughts and the memories from his mind.
Anne her fingers through her hair, frustrated. "Fine, Slender, I won't tell them. But-but you are the Slenderman. der Ritter…der Groβman. You don't just die! You can't die!" Emotions dictated her actions now, causing her to move forward and pull a surprised Slenderman into a tight hug. She buried her face into his chest, sobbing. Around sobs, she managed to force out, "The Slenderman does not just die. You have to promise me that you will live."
He had not been expecting this. He had never been particularly nice to Anne, and for some unknown reason she cared about him. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was involved with her friend. Or, maybe she was just crazy. Slendy honestly was not very sure, though he would place his bets on the latter. And if this was how Anne was reacting to this knowledge, he could only imagine how Ellaina and Totheark would react. It likely would not be pretty. He slowly brought his arms around her, patting her back slightly. Anne, there is nothing I can do about this. There is no way to stop it, no matter how much I want to. As a man of my word, I cannot keep your promise.
She looked up at him, determination on her face. "You won't die on us. You are stronger than this; I know you are! Fight it." Her mind seemed to come up with an idea. "Wait a minute! Can't you just have Ellaina heal you, or whatever it's called?"
It would not work. The healing does not do anything to help the blood.
Anne's face fell, hopes dying. She leaned her forehead on his chest, sobbing slightly. "Slendy, you can't just die on us. Ellaina loves you. She will be a mess without you. She's never known love. You were the first one to show her love. You can't just leave her alone in this world. And Totheark and I want you to be the godfather of our baby. Dying now…it's just….you can't! Please, don't die!"
Anne, it is late. You need your sleep. Slenderman did not like being the focus of her attention. It was something he was unaccustomed to. She would normally annoy him just for the fun of it, as she said. Her being so upset over his condition was not something he had been expecting. And she likely did not care two hoots about him. Again, he could only imagine Ellaina's reaction or Totheark's. He held her out at arm's length, trying to think of a way to calm her. How about I promise not to die anytime soon?
Anne sniffed, trying to force a smile onto her face. She stuck her hand out to him. "Shake on it then. If you break your promise, I'll kick you so hard that you'll come back to life just to kill me."
Slender laughed, though he had no idea why she was offering her hand to him. As tempting as the offer is, I do not believe I would come back to this existence only to kill you. Seeing as her hand still hadn't been retracted, he finally got the meaning of her words. A handshake, that's what she meant. He would really need to learn some of these typical human things before he died. After the handshake, Anne headed over to the bed and plopped down onto it. He came to stand at the end of the bed, glaring down on her. What are you doing?
"You can't very well expect a pregnant woman to sleep on the couch, can you?" Anne replied, snuggling into the overly-soft bed.
How did this happen, anyway? How in the name of God did he get you pregnant so quickly?
Anne smirked up at him. "Well, you see Slendy, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much-"
I know the mechanics of it! Slenderman interrupted, not really wanting to have a biology lesson at the moment. He could only imagine how Anne would go about explaining it. Giving Totheark "the talk" had been bad enough. He did not need Anne to tell him about it. He would much rather allow the chemical to kill him now than to have to listen to her explanation.
She began laughing. "You are always so serious."
Go to sleep, Anne. He replied, sounding none too thrilled with her. He made his way over to the couch. It certainly would not be a comfortable place to sleep, but he would not complain. He most certainly had slept in worse conditions. He curled up onto the couch and made the lights turn themselves off. He always found it enjoyable that he could affect electricity, though it did tend to terrify the humans.
"Slenderman?" Anne questioned, looking up at the ceiling in the dark.
He sighed, wanting to go to sleep already. What is it?
"You know that I can't fall asleep without hearing a story." Anne replied, the smile clear in her voice. Even though she was concerned about his health, she could not resist messing with him. She found it to be far too enjoyable.
Slendy groaned. I hate you, child. I really hate you, you know that. It seemed that he would never be free of her need to annoy him. It was simply lucky for her that he had built up his patience where she was concerned. Were it another time, he would have already splattered her against the wall.
"No you don't. Besides, you can't very well hate your soon to be daughter in law." Anne countered, laughing slightly. "Now come on. You know the deal. I will either keep talking until I fall asleep or you can tell me a story."
Don't remind me of that little fact. You want a story? Fine. There once was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died. The end. Now, go to sleep. Slenderman replied before shifting on the too small couch so his back would be to her.
Anne sat up from the bed. "That was a horrible story! Come on, I know you can tell a better bed time story than that. Why don't you tell me the story of 'Beauty and the Beast'?"
I do not know that story. Now, go to sleep.
She gasped audibly. "You never watched or read the story? Oh, Slendy, I am going to need to fix that little problem." Anne got out of the bed, stumbling around until she found a switch to turn the lights back on. Ignoring Slendy's groaned mutter of protest, Anne came to the couch. She pushed his legs off of the couch and sat down in the vacated area.
What are you doing? It is the middle of the night. I do not need a bedtime story to go to sleep. He growled, forcing himself to sit up all the while glaring at her. He honestly could not remember the last time he had heard a bedtime story. He had told them to Totheark when the boy was young, but Slendy could not honestly remember the last time someone had told him one. Had anyone ever told him one? Truly, he could not remember his parents ever telling him one when he had been young. Then again, he tried not to remember those times.
Anne rolled her eyes. "I'll give you another set of choices. Listen to my story-well, technically I don't own it-or I'll go tell Ellaina and Totheark what is wrong with you. I should tell them regardless, but you might kill me if I do."
I would not kill you especially considering you are with child .Just tell me your story so I can go back to sleep. And, please don't tell them. They should not suffer because of me. Slendy replied.
"Fine," she replied as she made herself comfortable on the couch. "Now, it is time for your story because I will not allow you to leave this world not knowing 'Beauty and the Beast'. No, wait a minute. Do you know any Disney movies?"
What is Disney?
Anne facepalmed. "It is going to be a loooong night, Slendy. Alright, we'll start with 'Beauty' and work our way through the movies."
I hate you. I really, really hate you. I should be asleep, not putting up with you.
"Love you, Slendy," Anne countered. "Now let's start this. Once upon a time…"
A/N- I made a reference to SpongeBob, which I do not own of course. Same can be said for Disney. Now, I am going to start on the next chapter while Anne has story time with Slendy. xD