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Jeff the Killer

Your older brother had heard all about your ordeal, or at least a watered-down version of it.

And so he showed up at six in the morning, banging on your front door with force.

"Y/N! Y/N! I swear to god, you never tell me anything! Open up or I'll bust this door down!"

You epically swung yourself out of bed and ran downstairs, leaping gracefully over D/N, who was snoozing in the hallway.

Before your brother could follow up on his earlier threat, you breathlessly flung the door open.

"Jesus Christ, B/N! You could've called and said you were coming!"

"Y/N! You crazy woman; why didn't you tell me that you'd been kidnapped by some wacky psycho?"

He lifted you up into a bone-crushing hug, which you returned with a happy sigh.

"Well I didn't think it was important!"

Just then, Jeff wandered out of the kitchen. He was holding the cookie jar in one hand and a bottle of your shampoo in the other.

The psychotic killer froze, looking from you to your older sibling. Something clicked inside his head.

Before you could explain to him, Jeff started pelting your brother with cookies from the jar, shouting angrily for him to leave.

When that didn't work, your overzealous boyfriend opened the shampoo bottle and started squirting him with it.

Your brother threw his arms in the air and went down the garden path, covered in crumbs and custom-mixed shampoo.

Luckily, you managed to intercept Jeff before he took chase, yelled an apology to your brother, then dragged the killer back inside and slammed the door shut.

BEN Drowned... In watered-down watermelon smoothie?

Inside your kitchen, BEN was plopping pieces of chopped-up watermelon into the new, deluxe tall blender.

"I'm making something special for Y/N as an apology. She thinks I love my snacks more than her, you see."

The ghost of C/N nodded wisely, floating over with a pawful of lettuce. He was also carrying a bag of ice.

BEN grabbed the lettuce and threw it in to make the smoothie "healthy," then stood on his tiptoes to pour down the ice.

"Gimme a hand with this; it's complicated machinery!"

The ghost of C/N rolled his ghostly eyeballs and simply sat on the "go" switch, munching away on a tuna sandwich.

BEN pressed his nose to the blender and watched with awe as the "smoothie" whirrled round and round.

"It ain't blending! Turn it up to turbo mode!"

Fifteen minutes later, the little elf proudly marched out of the kitchen to present his creation to you, inside a funky glass with a swirly straw.

The ghost of C/N could be seen in the background, pointing a fire extinguisher at the expensive blender as it went up in flames.

BEN poked his head around the lounge door, then gasped loudly when he saw you sitting with another dude.

"Y-Y/N!"

You turned towards the doorway and happily waved with a cheerful smile on your face.

"Hi, BEN! This is my bro-"

The little elf wailed at the top of his voice and ran into the lounge, lowering his smoothie to the ground in favor of clinging onto your leg.

"Don't I satisfy you enough, Y/N? Why? Why would you seek comfort in the arms of another man?"

"Er..."

You made the loony gesture to your brother, then reached down to pick him up.

"I do love you, BEN. Now as I was saying, this is my younger brother, B/N."

"W-What's he doing here?" The little elf sniffled, looking up at you with big kawaii eyes.

"He travels a lot, but found himself passing by the neighbourhood. So he dropped by to say hello."

"Oh."

BEN hopped off your lap and picked up the noxiously-bubbling smoothie again. He walked up to your younger brother and held it out, looking at him expectantly.

"Peace offering?"

Dark Link~

"Darkness! Come over here for a second!"

Dark Link obediently strode into the lounge with his hands clasped behind his back, once more at your beck and call.

"You called?"

"Could you help me hide the important stuff? My clumsy twin brothers are coming over for a visit, and they're probably going to make a huge mess."

He looked thoughtful for a few moments, then nodded with a smile on his face.

"Of course. I'll stow it all away in the attic. They won't be going up there, will they?"

"Only if they end up playing truth or dare. Last time, one of them dared the other to jump from our house's roof and into the duck pond."

"Oh dear..."

He was sweet enough to help you stow away everything breakable, expensive or potentially destructive inside the closet. This included the ghost of C/N, who was simply picked up and thrown inside.

Your twin brothers did come over for their scheduled visit. Despite all your worries, they ended up becoming quite pally with Dark Link.

Maybe it was the delicious lasagna he prepared for dinner. Who knows?

The ghost of C/N meowed mournfully from the ghostproof closet when he caught wind of the mouthwatering dish.

Flap Jack

Upon gaining the knowledge that you had more than one sibling, L.J tripped over his own feet, crashed into a vase - thereby breaking it - and then locked himself inside the bathroom.

You sighed and knocked on the door, knowing full-well about how far monochrome clown's antics could go.

"It's not the end of the world, L.J. My mother just wants me to babysit my little brother for the evening, then my older sis is gonna pick him up!"

"My purity was permanently tarnished by that predator! Tarnished, I tell you! Tarnished!"

"So you don't actually have a problem with the kid, do you? It's just my sister that you're worried about..."

"I'm still recovering from that second stab wound! My poor, poor heart can't handle all of this pressure!"

In the end, the monochrome clown made it perfectly clear that even a whiff of your risqué sister's perfume would instantly strike him dead.

L.J poofed himself away to the mansion, which was a real shame because your little brother had brought along a whole bowl full of delicious candy.

At the Creepypasta Mansion... (Or more specifically, Smiley's Surgery)

Sonic.exe was standing on the edge of Smiley's bed, frantically fanning him with a coconut leaf.

When the not-so-good doctor began to come to, the blue hedgehog gratefully chucked the massive leaf out of the window and ran off at supersonic speed.

"Laughing Jack! Laughing Jack! Where the heck are ya when we need you?"

The monochrome clown tumbled off a ceiling fan as the blue blur went past, then decided to be constructive and went into the surgery to greet his friend.

Smiley sat up, rubbing the back of his head. A big, red bump was clearly visible.

"You're alive!" L.J cheered, bursting into the surgery with a spring in his step.

"L.J? What happened? I think I may have short-term amnesia."

"You got hit over the head by... Um... A frying pan!" The monochrome clown nodded enthusiastically.

"A... Frying pan? Who hit me over the head with something like that?" The skepticism showed on his face.

L.J smiled nervously and ruffled his hair, trying to appear friendly and completely guilt-free.

"Um... Don't freak out too much, but... Smirky's here too."

One could've sworn they heard a vinyl record screeching to a halt.

"... What did you just say?"

"We kinda turned your surgery table into a makeshift bed and he's napping on it. Er... If it makes you feel better, he can't move because of the stitches!"

Smiley looked over L.J's shoulder. Sure enough, Smirky was resting on the surgery table, which now had a pillow and blanket.

Thump.

"... Smiley? Smiley? You just emerged from the deep dark depths of unconsciousness; don't tell me you're diving back in!"

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A/N: Oh, poor Smiley. We can only hope that he'll wake up again soon. Probably because Evelyn throws a fit, since she's always the last one who's told when he gets hurt!

I solemnly swear that I'll go through each and every suggestion on the checkpoint chapter; accept it or reject it!

Since our dramatic little pooch is doing much better - although certainly 100% more sassy - you get more updates!

Toodles!
~ TheNightPhantom