This was recommended by @TeaSensie, I would like to sincerely apologize for such a long hiatus but it should be different now that I am entirely forcing myself to updated every Tuesday and Thursday; Keep in mind, however, that they will most likely be uploaded in two parts as it overloads my crap computer to write so much and attempt to update it. I can either write the same scenario for ALL the characters, or do different scenarios on the different days- I haven't yet decided to please comment on which you, as the reader, would prefer.

As for recommendations right now, please know if you recommended something I will be going by who recommended first and go down the list. Ironically, TeaSensie is actually the most recent one BUT I am going to be shifting through all my comments and messages in order to get that in order. I'm not sure how many more updates there will be, but expect at least one a week starting now until New Year's. Once again, I'm sorry though please enjoy and thank you to everyone who has stuck around.

Tuesdays: Slenderman, BEN Drowned, Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Dr.Smiley, Hoodie, Ticci Toby, Lost Silver, and Masky.

Thursday: KageKao, Laughing Jack, Sonic.exe, Homicidal Liu, Zalgo, Dark Link, Radioface, Herobrine, Sally, and Smile. (I will make them all into one part that Monday.)

~Waffle out.

Slenderman:

"Starling, are you sure I look fine? You glanced behind you to see a worried looking Slender in his illusion form wearing a black and white tux.

"I think the suit is going a bit overboard but they're going to love you, don't worry so much." Leaning up, you pecked his cheek and proceeded to rush to the door of your old home. Before you could reach the door, however, you hand was grasped.

"Actually, I was thinking-" he started, "I need to go change into a different outfit, this one has a stain on the hem. I need to go." Without much more to say, Slender vanished seemingly in a second. You sighed knowing it was doubtful he was going to come back. Why was a serial killer so afraid about meeting two humans? It wasn't like they could forbid you from seeing him.

BEN Drowned:

"I don't like parents, (Y/N)! I'm not going!" BEN decided.

"Come on, you have to go," you argued in a standoff with him hiding behind a recliner. "I don't really like my family and they're not going to believe me if I say I have a boyfriend and you're not there!"

"Then just don't go," he fought back, hoping he'd win this hopeless battle. However, unbeknownst to him, you had a secret weapon.

Stepping away from the opposing side, you sat down on the floor and looked up at him. Tears began flowing as you made eye contact with him, "Please... I can't do this alone." BEN knew you were faking, what other possibility could there be? But, he thought, what if they were sincere? What if your family is just compiled full of assholes that target you? As he mentally fought with himself, he heard you sob on the floor. Even if you were faking, he didn't like it when you cried.

"Fine, I'll go but the second anyone pisses me off, I'm ditching."

Jeff the Killer:

"Do you-"

"No," Jeff blatantly replied, continuing to watch the TV.

"You don't even know what I was going to ask," you huffed.

"You were going to ask me to go to the family reunion that's coming up, but after Easter, I'd very much rather not to." Looking from the TV to him, you thought of a plan.

"But Jeff~" you purred, crawling onto his lap. "If you go with me today..," you wrapped your legs around him and leaned into his ear, "you may just get lucky tonight.~" Immediately understanding the connotation behind your words, he knew he really only had one option: to attend your stupid family gathering.

Eyeless Jack:

You glanced at the man sitting behind the driver's wheel. "Stop looking at me already."

"I can't help it," you responded to the unfamiliar man. He was kind of tall with dark, brown locks tangling around themselves. His skin being unusually pale only continued to enhance his bright blue eyes. "Why don't you usually put your illusion form on?"

"Because," Jack started, "it isn't me."

"Well I mean, you're pretty heckin' handsome either way. When are we going to get there?"

"In maybe another half an hour, why do your parents live so far?"

"They've had the same house for as long as I can remember, I was the one who moved so far from them."

"Why? I'm sure they're nice people," he optimistically said.

"Oh, you sure are in for a surprise."

Dr.Smiley:

"If they're mean to you, I'm going to 'help' them."

"Okay."

"And if they don't like me, they're dead."

"'Kay."

"If they even lay a-"

"Alright, I get it but if you kill any of them then we're over," you countered.

"Fine, I guess they won't be dying today."

Hoodie:

You quickly ran after Hoodie after he stomped out of your parent's house. Huffing, you finally caught up to him only because he knew your tiny human lungs would concave on themselves before you'd choose to give up the chase.

"W-why were you running?" You managed to spat out in between intakes of air.

"I didn't want to be in that homophobic house any longer," he fumed. "Ho-w did you put u-up with it for 18 years?"

"I actually moved out when I was 17," you took in some more air, "and they're goodish parents, you just have to look past their religion."

"Look past their religion?! They were shaming me for dating you!" You quickly pulled him into a hug to calm him down.

"I know, and I realize that, but they're my parents."

"It doesn't matter if they're your parents, they ha-ve no right to t-reat you like that."

"I know and I understand how you feel," you pulled back and looked up at him. In his illusion form, he had light, messy brown hair with eyes to match. "But, they're still my parents and I'm choosing to try and save our relationship. I'd appreciate it if you'd understand that." He huffed and thought over it for a moment, knowing it wasn't his place to do anything more but just accompany you into the hall house.

Ticci Toby:

You sat in the parked car at the driveway of your house. "I'm sorry."

"I-I know," Toby stuttered.

"I really am," looking down in shame, you didn't know it was going to go that badly.

"I know."

"I can't believe they would make fun of you like that. How are we even related?"

"Y-yeah."

"Can you say something more than just that?" You yelled, looking over at him.

"I've been bullied all my life for my condition, (Y/N), it doesn't matter as much to me anymore. I understand that people attack what isn't in their idea of normal and I've come to terms with it already. Your family isn't you." He leaned over and kissed your forehead, "And I'm sorry they've made you so angry, but it's okay now."

"Ugh!" You fumed, "I still feel sorry for putting you back into that kind of environment, I just love you."

"I love you too."

Lost Silver:

"I think they love you more than they do me."

"D-don't be si-illy," Lost Silver laughed as he drove you two back to your place. The meeting went seemingly well and your parents seemed to adore Silver.

"They were practically begging you to marry me, sweetie."

Masky:

"Okay (Y/N), picture this," Masky started.

"Picturing," you closed your eyes to play along.

"What if I don't go." Immediately, your eyes shot open and you attempted to punch his arm only for your fist to be caught.

"You're going," you said menacingly.

"I don't want to!" He groaned.

"You honestly think I do? If I have to go, so do you." He groaned once again, knowing better than to upset you any further.