So uhm... I don't have much to say for myself. Random hiatuses are random? maybe? Anyway, I actually came up with a fucking plot for this monstrosity! (like seriously it took me this long.) I probably will be going on another hiatus for the next couple of weeks cause of family stuff and maybe longer depending on internet connectivity, weirdly persistent friends, and moving twice in less than three months. Thanks to httpkirby and the guest (ReadAllTheBooks) for giving me motivation to write again. Also great job you too! You got all the creepypastas right in the last chapter. Honestly I was going to make the "dog man" the Rake but then you said it could be and I thought omg that is so much better than what I was going to do! I revised this chapter three times but if you still see a mistake review or pm me, seriously. Anyway, see y'alls when I do!
Slender's POV
"I'm sorry but you must take a rest. We would be at much a disadvantage if the humans ever found out about our existence." Slender explained. He had gathered everyone in the deadroom (livingroom wasn't something one could really call it.) for a group (family wasn't something one could really call them) talk.
"Everyone needs to calm their tits!" Ben explained in a more common, if not vulgar, language. "We can't kill everyone in one night."
"Technically mine didn't die." Jack pointed out.
"Well that's fine for you mister cannibal but we happen to be stuck in this town and the fact that you ran your victim out of our only hunting ground, which is already slim with the amount of idiots running around the place, you might as well have." EJ mumbled something about cannibal not being a proper insult before Ben could go on to rant again.
"This idiotic town has barely come out of the dark ages!" Ben burst out, "I mean the only technology around here are cell phones. I don't even think anyone owns a computer! I am going crazy with boredom."
"You just can't kill anyone!" Laughing jack taunted in a sing-songy voice.
"I'LL KILL YOU, YOU CONE NOSED ASSHOLE!" Ben exploded. Maksy and Hoodie held Ben back before he could jump at the hysterical LJ on the other side of the room. Once LJ quieted Ben also seemed to have calm down a bit but his inner fury showed through as a wall of fire started to build itself around him. Slender broke in to stop the rising 8-bit hell fire that was metaphorically and quite literally flaming around him. Slender's interruption was not only to ensure that the mansion was not burned down by the terrible special effect fire but also to insure that everyone understood the length of what his previous comment would mean.
"Therefore no one is allowed out of the mansion tonight. I shall be going out to retrieve Tobi's arm-"
"And hatchet!" Tobi said interrupting Slender's speech.
"Yes, and hatchet but that is all."
"But Slendy!~" Sally piped up. "I didn't get to go out yesterday and Jeff said he would take me!" Sally gave the large pale monster the cutest expression she could muster by widening her eyes until they were the size of dinner plates. This won over the child obsessed monster and he reluctantly agreed to let her go on the condition that she and Jeff only performed one kill each.
"And Jeff, that is one person not one whole family. Do you understand?"
"yeah, yeah, Slend why you got to be such a buzz kill?" Jeff retorted back.
"You can stay here if that would interest you more." Slender replied raising an imaginary eyebrow.
"Yesh, I get it." Jeff answered.
"Oh and Jeff make sure to keep your dog in your room. I do not want to have to make a detour to hunt him down for you again." EJ commented eating what could only be assumed was a human organ which weirdly smelled good.
"For the last time he isn't my dog!" Jeff exclaimed, "He does whatever he wants I have no control over him."
"But he sleeps in your room.~" Sally pointed out.
"He won't leave when I tell him! He just ruins all my stuff and then sleeps on my bed. If you don't want him to do something tell him yourself!" he yelled as he pulled Sally out of the room and into the wild forest night.
"Well I shall be taking my leave as well. I must retrieve Tobi's arm-"
"and hatchet!" came a predictable interruption.
"Yes and hatchet," Slender added getting quite annoyed with the interruptions, "and should be back before too long. EJ, you are to be incharge." Slender got up from his seat and made his way to the door with grace. "And do make sure that Jeff's dog does stay put for the night. We really can not risk another close call."
"~It's not my dog!~" Jeff sung from outside not far enough away yet to be unable to hear the conversation going on within.
"Just make sure to keep Smile confined within the house." Slenderman stated before leaving the mansion to go look for the culprit of the previous night's occurrences.
-Dipper's POV-
The second their grunkle saw the news story he literally pushed them out of the room up the stairs and into the attic. He used some mumbled excuse about how late it was to rush the kids to their room and off to bed but Dipper had a feeling that their grunkle was just very frightened about the situation and didn't want to scare his great-niece and nephew. He and Mabel sat in their room talking over the events they had seen on the television and the crazy-psycho-maniac attack Mabel had just before Stan had entered the room.
"I don't know what came over me Dipper." Mabel pleaded. "I don't remember a thing!"
"I believe you Mabel, I do," He stated calming her down, "Its just that I don't remember last night and you can't remember attacking me. That's too weird to be a coincidence." He and Mabel spoke over a few other things before she retired to her bed. She seemed to want to know about his injuries more than anything, Mabel could be such a worry-wart but he was ok with her fretting. When he was sure she was fast asleep he got out of bed and started down the stairs. He was so concentrated in getting out of the house without being noticed that he almost bumped into Stan who was just as engrossed in whatever he was doing in the kitchen that he never even noticed the small Dipper whipped past him out the door. He made it out into the forest without any trouble and groped his way back to the fallen log he had been slumped over only a few hours earlier. He brushed at the ground until he could feel the cold soft tissue of the surprisingly not decaying flesh of an appendage which he had left behind. He picked it up and put it on top of the log in search for the weapon. He found the hatchet not long afterward and almost cut his healing arm on the sharp edge. He put the second object next to the first and sat on the ground in front of them having to look up slightly to see the arm and hatchet in the trickle of moonlight between the trees.
"What happened? What could I have done?" Dipper questioned aloud to himself.
"Yes, child," a hollow terrifying voice rose up from behind him. A chill ran down Dipper's spine as he turned around to face (or not) the faceless monster towering over him. "The question is indeed what have you done?"
Again, reiterating the fact that I love hearing y'alls ideas and even though I actually have a plot now I still have room for smuff and stuff. And reviews have saved this story twice so yeah, maybe do that if I haven't updated in a while.