(The idea for this chapter came to me in the form of a little demented puppy, AKA: The family dog who likes sitting by the window and staring out for hours on end)

Jeff the Killer

D/N started barking in the middle of the night.

At first you thought that it was just BEN raiding the fridge again. Then you realized that the little elf was sitting on the end of your bed, watching television.

You sat up and rubbed your eyes sleepily.

"What are you doing in my room and where did the television come from?"

"Jeff said that I could!" BEN squeaked, not moving his eyes from the screen.

It appeared that he had also taken advantage of the new bottle of popcorn kernels and used them all to make a massive sackful of the stuff.

D/N was still yowling and howling downstairs.

You got out of bed, ready to karate chop whatever was causing the dog to bark like a lunatic.

"Déjà vu!"

There was indeed someone clinging onto the ceiling fan with a large portion of their trousers torn off at the back, but this time it wasn't your psychotic boyfriend.

It was a grubby man with a stubbly beard.

Your dog was jumping up and down on the couch, snapping at his bottom while barking ferociously.

The remains of a broken camera was lying on the floor, having been thoroughly trampled on by dearest D/N.

You chuckled and went over to the switch panel.

"What were you doing in my house?"

"N-nothin!"

The ceiling fan shuddered and began slowly turning.

"Stalking! I was stalking you and wanted to get a close-up shot!" The man wailed.

The fan blades span faster and faster as you slowly cranked up the dial with a big smile.

The stalker dude ended up finally letting go and went flying out of the window.

"And don't come back or else I'll get my boyfriend to put you ta sleep!" You yelled out before slamming it closed.

D/N was now curled up on the rug, snoozing away with a chunk of fabric sticking out of his/her mouth.

You bent down to pet their head before straightening up.

"Right then..."

You cracked your knuckles.

"Watch out, you little blonde midget!"

BEN Drowned... In Polaroid pictures?

You had been watching Conan solve another mystery involving a villa when suddenly, your 'fun sized' boyfriend went sailing through the screen.

"AAAHHH!"

He landed on the couch and bounced a few times before becoming still.

The screen rippled again and a half-empty sack full of popcorn flew out as well.

"Oh thanks BEN. That's really nice of you," you commented with a sly smirk, snatching it up and helping yourself.

The little elf sat up and huffed, crossing his arms.

"F/N is so rude! She didn't even let me see the final bit!"

"I-I don't want to know..."

Suddenly, the phone rang.

You reached out to pick it up.

"Look, F/N. I'll pay for the damages later-"

There was someone on the other end of the line, heavy breathing.

"Uh... Hello?"

Just more heavy breathing. It was freaky.

"Darth Vader? Did BEN wreck your Star Wars game again?"

BEN looked up indignantly.

"It was only once!"

You held the receiver away from you.

"BEN? I think there's a pervert on the other end."

The little elf perked up, his eyes beginning to bleed.

"He shouldn't have done that!"

Then he disappeared.

That was the last you ever heard of the creepy guy. But apparently he had been stalking you for awhile and had even once broken in and stolen your knickers.

BEN wouldn't tell you what happened; only that he had 'Met with a terrible fate'.

Dark Link

Darkness was running a bit late (Again)

You waited outside the movie theater for a full forty eight minutes and counting.

"Odd... I know that he isn't the best timekeeper but this is just crazy."

Finally you caught sight of him running across from the street.

"Y/N! Y/N! I'm ever so sorry!"

"Care to explain what took you so long?' You asked, crossing your arms.

Dark Link doubled over, panting heavily.

"I was actually.... Here early..."

"Mmmhm."

"But then I noticed... Your ex-boyfriend... He's been stalking you."

You looked confused.

"I haven't seen him around."

"I have."

You both went into the theater and bought the tickets.

"So were you chasing him away or something?"

Dark Link guiltily hid his scarlet-dripping sword behind his back.

"Um... You could say that."

Laughting Jack

L.J had been acting strange and it was kinda starting to worry you.

When he was in the house, he would often be on his phone or borrowing your computer and the search history was always erased.

Finally you had enough and confronted him.

The monochrome clown was lying on the couch, typing away with one claw.

"L.J? We need to talk about something."

"What is it, my sweet gummy bear?" He asked, finally putting the phone down for a full second and looking up at you innocently.

"Why are you always busy texting on the phone? And why is it that you insist on borrowing my laptop from time to time? And not to mention sometimes I don't see you for days!"

"I don't understand; What are you trying to imply...?"

You sighed and decided to get the whole ordeal over and done with.

"Laughing Jack-In-A-Box... Are you cheating on me with another woman?"

L.J chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his head.

"No..."

"You're cheating on me with a man?"

"Y/N... I haven't been cheating on you with anyone."

You stopped and stared.

"Then what have you been doing?"

L.J shrugged and sweetly pecked your cheek.

"Just stalking your stalker~"

With that, the monochrome clown skipped out with a camera in hand.

It took you a full minute to process it.

"Wait! I have a stalker?"

At the Creepypasta Mansion...

Doctor Smiley was finishing up surgery while texting (Name)

Ding!

How does dinner at six sound?

Ding!

It sounds lovely.

He smiled underneath the mask as he put the phone away.

"All done for today and after dinner, I'll finally tell her how I feel~"

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A/N: Ah L.J. Classic L.J. Stalk your girlfriend's stalker without even telling her that she has a stalker in the first place.

Although a week later, the guy did turn up at her doorstep, begging for forgiveness because L.J's relentless stalking was driving him crazy. That killer clown can go into the dreamworld too, remember?

There was a power cut where I live and at that time, I was typing up a short story on the computer to print out so yeah... But this made up for the delay, right?

I still haven't gotten around to updating Showtime! Every time I feel ready to, something springs up and then I loose the motivation!

But thank you all for the comments, votes and views! Whenever I see that little numbered red dot, I become a very happy phantom!

Ta-Ta! ~ TheNightPhantom