(I'm back! And I've been listening to the Nightcore version of "Let the Sparks Fly" all day. It's epic! Anyway, Creepy_Pasta_For_All suggested this chapter, so here's a cookie! (:::) )

Jeff the Killer

"-And today we're experiencing heavy downpour that is expected to last all night, so don't forget to wear a raincoat if you have to go outside-"

The T.V droned on. Nobody was listening to it except for D/N. But the cute little pooch was fast asleep on your couch.

It was unfortunate that BEN had looted the fridge again and forgot to leave anything for your dinner.

Jeff spotted you as you grumpily slung your handbag over your shoulder and put on a pair of welly boots.

"Going somewhere, Y/N?" He asked in suprise, looking first at you and then the thundering rainstorm outside.

"I'm heading to the twenty four hour supermarket. Gotta grab some microwaveable mac'n cheese or something for dinner."

"Oh..." The psychopathic killer was suddenly very interested in the bookshelf.

"Wanna come along?"

"NO! I mean- nah. I'm busy reading," he said causally, taking out the first book he found.

You raised an eyebrow but shrugged and went off.

"Ta-ta, Jeffy boy! Have fun with your upside down Fifty Shades of Grey!"

Jeff turned bright red and dropped the book on his foot, causing him to yell out in pain and start hopping around on one leg.

BEN Drowned... In dust?

"Y/N! Y/N! Come on!"

BEN grabbed your hand and eagerly led you into the mall's videogame store.

The security guard turned bright red and almost dropped his taser in his haste to clock out for a lunch break.

Hmmm... You wondered why. Barcode stickers and skirts certainly seemed to ring a bell.

Your little blonde midget boyfriend automatically made a beeline for the massive shelf of videogames.

You rolled your eyes and decided to shift through the discount bin in hopes of finding a copy of Pokemon Y.

BEN looked up, his bleeding eyes going wide with awe.

"That game... It's mine..."

Rather than get an employee to get it down for him, he decided that he was going to obtain the game insane-creepypasta-style.

The little elf turned on heel and ran off into the opposite store, which happened to be having a raffle bonanza.

The main prize was a motorcycle, proudly displayed in the window.

BEN booted off the cutout, leapt onto the motorcycle and sent some glitchy power through it.

"Let the sparks fly, baby!"

Vroom! Vrrroom! Vrrrrooooooom!

Several shoppers had to jump out of the way as he tore across the mall and right into the video game store.

The cashier screamed and ducked. You gaped in disbelief.

The motorcycle soared over the store and had a head-on-collision with the shelf.

CRASH!

Metal groaned and gave way as the shelf slowly tipped forward and crashed to the ground.

BEN epically walked away from the chaotic cloud of swirling dust and towards the pale cashier.

He slid over the videogame and chirped cheerfully, "just this, please!"

Dark Link~

"Wait right here, okay?"

"Of course, my dearest angel."

You nodded happily and disappeared into the dressing room to try on a cutesy dress.

Darkness leaned back in his seat and put on a pair of headphones. The wire trailed into his empty pocket.

It was his favourite diversionary tactic to avoid conversation with anybody else, you see.

So, while pretending to be listening to music, he took out a book and started reading it.

A group of girls entered the changing room area with enough outfits to host a fashion show.

"Come on! We've gotta find something dazzling. Honey, you're gonna get lucky tonight!"

As it turned out, all of it was for one woman, who was blushing deep pink.

"I-I don't know... I mean, this is an awful lot of clothes..."

"Listen here, girly girl! One of these outfits is going to knock your boyfriend off his feet and it's our job to find it! Now go!"

She was literally pushed into one of the empty stalls, clutching a beautiful red and white dress close to her chest.

Dark Link feigned obliviousness to her, all while secretly concealing a knowing smile.

He loves white and red... She should buy it.

You came out of the changing room, twirling around to show off the flowing pink skirt.

"Well? Do I look stylish? Attractive?"

Darkness started blushing again. So... A definite yes.

Laughing Liquorice

"But Y/N... Why do I have to carry all the shopping?"

"Because you're my boyfriend," you replied simply.

L.J struggled to carry the towering stack of shopping bags and boxes. He'd completely disappeared behind it.

You spotted a really good hobby shop and immediately ran inside, waving around the credit card while cackling like a crazy person.

Yeah. It was the euphoria of buying a whole load of stuff. You weren't going insane. You already were.

L.J couldn't even see where he was going, so he sank against the nearest wall and dropped all the shopping to sort though it.

"It's a good thing I always keep some of this..."

He started pulling out a length of glistening ribbon from his pocket. It just kept on going and going and going and going and going and going and-

Eventually, he reached the end. By then, there was a huge pile of glossy black ribbon right next to the killer clown.

L.J cheerfully started bundling up the bags and boxes to make them easier to carry. He was getting strange looks from pretty much everyone.

Suddenly, a very flustered man stormed over.

"There you are, Pokey! The children are waiting! Where have you been?"

"Eh?"

"Just... C-Come on! You're supposed to be telling spooky stories to the little ones!"

"Eh?"

"You're getting paid good money for this, so hurry up and go!"

By then, L.J had finally gotten it through his complex, probably swirly-shaped brain.

He thinks I'm the mall clown! The real deal must've been held up but forgot to cancel...

The monochrome clown stood up, a mischievous grin on his face. He looked far too gleeful.

"I'm so sorry for being late. In fact, I happen to be carrying this book of fairytales, borrowed from a charming little girl named Sally..."

Five Hours Later, At Somewhere Unspecified By The Author...

He adjusted his doctor's coat and smoothed it out, looking very on edge and nervous.

The elderly couple hadn't stopped giving him odd looks from the opposite seats. They were the only other people in the subway carriage.

Smiley averted his eyes back to the ground and fidgeted with his coat some more. There were a few specks of scarlet on the crisp white fabric.

I hope she doesn't notice it...

He wordlessly stood up and exited when his stop arrived, too deep in thought.

Out of the subway station, through the streets and towards the restaurant. It wasn't fancy, but you really wouldn't want to show up in shorts and a vest.

He loitered around inside for a few minutes before checking his watch.

Where was Evelyn? It was exactly-

"Smiley! Over here!"

He turned around and blushed when he saw her.

"I-I didn't recognise you... That dress... It's beautiful..."

"Really?"

The not-so-good doctor pulled up a seat and sat down at the table for two along with her.

"Red and white... It flatters your figure."
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A/N: Hello! It's been ages, hasn't it?

The Wattpad app on iPad Air is... Terrible. There. I'll be honest. It's terrible. Trying to bold/italic these letters is impossible because it automatically starts scrolling, the spacing is even worse and this annoying little shortcut keyboard is taking up too much- Okay. I'll stop ranting. XD

So forgive me if something looks a bit funny from now on. I'll do my best to fix it.

So yeah... I despise this layout. But on the bright side, there's still my wonderful, wonderful readers! They haven't changed... Or have they? *Creepy music*.

Alright. This'll have to keep you going for a whole week, I'm afraid. But on the bright side, at least everyone is still happy, alive and insane!

Ta-Ta~ TheNightPhantom