A/N: I have a few thoughts on Jeff right now. I know he's had a tiny thing going with Slender... And there's this talk with Ben... (Yes... Ben...) And now this proxy character... At first I never intended for Jeff to be gay... I in fact intended Jeff, Prudence and Slender to be a sort of Love triangle... But I thought... But Jeff sort of is alone... And I can't stand the pairings fans put with him... (So why not add something for the LGBT supporters! Even a bad ass mother fucker like Jeff isn't afraid to show hi true colors!)

Just clearing some confusion... If you don't like... Don't read... But if you do... Please review as well! Thank you!

Chapter 3: Like a Robot...

"May..." Jeff repeated. His brow creasing in anger. His chest ached in unison of his heart and as far as awkward moments went... This was by far one of the most.

"Can you trust me?" Asked the silver-haired boy, who's obvious patience was running dry. Jeff squinted... Or tried to as he seen the delirious proxies that were chasing him helpless wandered back to the mansion.

"I.. Don't know... But if you take me back... I will kill you and won't shed an ounce of guilt. I swear to it," Jeff asserted. The proxy stood up straight, placing his knife in his pocket. He held out his hands towards Jeff as a sort of peace-offering. He titled his head to one side, (instantly reminded Jeff of Slender) and smiled with eyes shut.

"I believe you... It's okay," the proxy agreed. Of course Jeff didn't know what to think, it was sort of odd how this kid was able to convince him so quickly. But for some reason Jeff trusted him... It could be his gentle grey colored eyes that came off too friendly. Perhaps it was because the proxy looked odd enough androgynous that he came of a bit floaty? Whatever the reason, Jeff took those hands within his... Which soon became an instant life changer for Jeff. For if he did not take the proxy's hand... Well.. Who knows...

"It's such a lovely night," Prudence had said to herself. She fixed herself some tea and sat outside watching for shooting stars, hoping to catch the slightest glimpse of one. She tried to forget Slenderman's sudden outrage... But it didn't seem to erase from her memory. She still watched the sky, hoping something fascinating came into view... That's when she saw a couple of figures emerge from the distance. To her surprise it was Jeff and May.

"Jeff?" Prudence called. She went after the both of them, but she felt something stop her. A warm hand clamping on her shoulder.

"Jeff has been a bad boy again, darling. Do not reward him..." Slender whispered to her. Prudence bit her lip and kept her eyes forward not knowing what to expect.

"He is okay, Master," May said stiffly. Jeff rolled his eyes.

"I've been okay... I should have a bit more freedom you know... I am nineteen..." Jeff scoffed. His hands were clenched in fists so tight his knuckles turned whiter than his face.

"Thank you, May. Please take Jeff inside. Show him his new room..." Slender said.

"New... Room? I don't really sleep-"

"Jeff I know you sleep, you're just to much of a pussy to admit your weak when it comes to such a subject... Follow May. You guys will be sharing a room," Slender mocked.

"Sharing a room?! With this guy? Hell no!"

"Go on May," Slender said guiding his hand towards the door. May bowed and clenched onto Jeff's hand. Jeff shivered and looked over at May whose eyes did not even move from his destination. He was as stiff as a board. As emotionless as a robot. It was almost scary to see someone this perfect. If perfection exists... May sure was perfection.

As they walked up the spiral stair case, past the piano room and past Prudence's room, they came across a fairly large bedroom with two beds facing opposite of each other. A window curved window that held a cushioned bench underneath sat in between the two beds. There were was an alarm clock on a desk near one of the beds. Pictures of art hung around the room. There was a telephone as well as a small TV on a table near the door. There was a closet big enough to hold a dresser. A mirror hung on both the closet door and entrance.

Jeff walked in and crossed his arms. His eyes intent on May who walked in after him. "Now that we're alone..." Jeff began, slowly walk toward the door and shutting it... "I can finally unmask the perfection you portray, May... And find your weaknesses..."

May was unphased by Jeff's intimidation attempt. He stood there just a yard from Jeff, not blinking, not moving, not saying a word. Just staring. In fact Jeff was intrigued by this. He let show his famous smile that would frighten anyone. But still it did not phase him. May was completely still... Jeff moved closer. May just stood there. Jeff took out his knife. May was silent. Jeff crept across the floor like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse. May did not blink. Jeff laughed psychically, and May still would not show any sign of reaction.

That was before May slowly opened his mouth and spoke, "Jeff... I do not fear you. I do not fear much of anything. If I were to be afraid I would not be standing here. If I hated you, I would be ready to fight... But I do not hate you... But I do not particularly like you. I was given a set of orders. I promised those orders would be kept. I swore to Master I would not give you the emotions you long for. Instead... I will obey him, and watch you; protect you, keep you from harming yourself... If you want to break me... Do the best you can... Because no matter what you do... I will not be phased. I also know you consider me to be perfection... And I know you will not kill perfection... For you've been seeking it for so long..." May explained, referring to himself as perfection.