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Jeff the Killer

"Jeffy boy! Jeffy boy! Where are you?" You called out in an irate tone of voice.

You see, Jeff was supposed to take D/N out to the local dog park but he was nowhere in sight.

D/N sat by the door with his/her collar and leash on, looking dejected.

"JEFFERY WOODS! GET YOUR PALE ARSE DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"

"Well someone's on her monthly...," BEN muttered as he walked past with the usual armload of looted goodies.

There was a crash from somewhere and then suddenly, Jeff fell from above.

He landed on the couch with a yelp, bounced off, tumbled on the floor and ended up lying by your feet.

"Oh hi Y/N.... You look nice today."

"How the hell did you end up falling through the ceiling?" You asked in disbelief, crossing your arms.

"Er... Bye sweetie! I love you!"

With that, Jeff scrambled to his feet and over to the door.

Before you could ask any further questions, he had taken D/N's leash and run.

You never did really find out how your boyfriend managed to do it but at least the repairmen had a good laugh when they fixed the Jeff-shaped hole in the ceiling.

BEN Drowned... In newspaper?

It was a relatively lazy day.

You were just sitting on the couch, watching Case Closed with Fluffy on your lap.

Thump!

You looked up in surprise.

Thump!

"Hello? Is someone there?"

Thump!

A big welly boot was slowly but steadily hopping closer and closer.

You stood up in surprise, dislodging the bunny which quickly climbed back onto the couch.

The welly boot stopped by your feet and suddenly BEN's head popped out.

He smiled and chuckled nervously as you groaned.

"Don't tell me..."

"Yep!"

You turned around.

"BEN... I don't know how you manage to keep getting yourself stuck inside random objects around the house but this time, you're on your own!"

"But Y/N-"

You walked to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat and left the little elf to somehow hop over to the telephone.

After some difficulty with dialing the number, he nudged the receiver to his shoulder.

"Hey Jeff. Can you give me a lift back to the mansion? I kinda got stuck in a boot again..."

"How did you manage that?" The psychotic killer asked in a bored voice.

"Well I dropped one of my Doritos in there and couldn't reach all the way down so I climbed in."

There was a sigh.

"I'll be there in five minutes. Y/N won't let me leave the house until I pay the repair bills."

"Repair bills for what?"

"Er..."

The hang up tone droned.

Dark Link

Darkness had somehow gotten himself stuck up a tree.

Unfortunately, that was all Phantom managed to gather before he chased her around the whole garden for half-an-hour with his sword out.

So yeah...

Imagine a giant flying peanut orbiting around the moon.

Now there's a banana mothership firing little baked bean missiles at it!

The peanut strikes back by sending out the robotic lollipops!

Oh no! Here comes the galactic doughnut army with their colorful sprinkles and gooey glaze!

Wait...

Why on earth are you thinking of food fighting against one another in outer space?

L.aughing J.ack

L.J and you were both cuddled up on the couch, taking turns popping popcorn into each other's mouth.

"Look out, Y/N!"

He pushed a whole handful of it into your face, completely missing your mouth.

"Why you little-"

You responded by grabbing reinforcements and flinging it at him.

L.J turned his head to one side and held out his hands as popcorn went flying everywhere.

"Oh so that's how you want to play it, hmm?"

Soon you two had erupted into full popcorn warfare.

Many popcorns were lost that day and neither of you actually won because you both dissolved into giggles halfway though.

Suddenly, you noticed something that made you gasp.

"L.J! What's happening to your nose?"

The monochrome clown froze and grabbed a nearby mirror.

The black swirls on his cone nose... Were beginning to turn red.

"What horrible thing is this?" He cried out in alarm.

Not only that, but the edges of his eyes were blue too.

"You're... You're getting your color back, L.J!" You exclaimed.

Rather than be happy or excited, L.J had a much different reaction in mind and burst into hysterics.

"No, no, no, no, NO! I don't want to be colorful again! I like being monochrome! This is all your fault, Y/N, because you make me the happiest clown in the whole wide world!" He wailed.

You sat back, unsure what the heck to do.

In the end, L.J was so miserable that the color dripped right off him again. Then he was happy and decided to celebrate by stealing your whole stash of candy.

At the Creepypasta Mansion...

Jeff walked into the surgery, holding a welly boot which contained a squirming elf.

"Doctor Smiley! Doctor Smiley! You've gotta get me out of this thing! I can't hold it in for much longer!" BEN wailed.

"He drank a whole bottle of Coca Cola on the way here," Jeff said in a monotone voice, completely uninterested.

Smiley turned around, his expression unusually bright and cheery.

"Of course! Just set him down on the table and I'll have him out in a jiffy~"

"Well you're acting weird again. Does this have anything to do with that date with (Name) tonight?" Jeff asked as he plonked down the boot.

The not-so-good doctor took out a pair of scissors and began carefully cutting away the boot.

"It's not a date," he said dismissively.

"Why else would you book a table for two at a fancy five star restaurant?"

"Casual lunch."

"Riiiight."

BEN was freed from the boot and immediately went sprinting/hopping out of the room with his legs crossed.

Jeff shrugged and turned around.

"Tell me how your date went afterwards."

"It's just a causal lunch!"

"Mmmhm. Sure it is."

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A/N: Tut. Tut. What are we going to do with those lunatics?

I hope you enjoyed and had a good laugh at their expense!

Also, thank you for the votes, comments and follows! I appreciate every single one!

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I have a quick question: Have any of you read Showtime!?

Ta-Ta! ~TheNightPhantom