Toby's POV

I got no reply from the proxy in front of me.

"Well?" I snap. Masky slightly flinched. I stop. He was shaking ever so slightly. I go up to him.

"Masky?" I ask. He takes a step back. His breath was starting to get quicker until he was hyperventilating. His breaths were short and quick. Was he having a panic attack..?

"M-Masky?" I ask again. He lets out a soft whimper. I sigh. Hoodie left for a mission a few minutes ago, so that didn't help. I grab the sleeve of his jacket gently. He flinches. I roll my eyes and drag him to my room. I kick my door shut. I let go of his sleeve and look up at him. I gently grab the bottom of his mask.

"N-No!" He says, grabbing my wrist. His voice was slurred. I knew he had been drinking. Confused, I let go of the mask. He lets go of my wrist.

"I- Sorry..." Masky whispers. This side of Masky was strange. It was different than the Masky I knew (which was a total douche). He let's out a small 'hiccup'. I try again and grab his mask. He was about to grab my wrist again.

"Please." I say. He drops his arm. I gently take his mask off of him. His hair was a mess, unlike the usual, neater way it usually was. His skin had a light pink tint to it. He yawns.

"Masky..." I say. He looks at me.

"Why were y-you drinking?" I ask. He doesn't reply.

"Timothy..." I warn. He looks away.

"I... Can't really r-remember... My m-mind is fu-.. Fuzzy.." He hiccups. I sigh.

"Well, you a-aren't sleeping in here." I hand him his mask. "Sooo... O-Out." I point to the door. He looks at me, as if begging to let him stay.

"What?" I ask.

"Please let m-me stay.." Masky pleads. I roll my eyes.

"No. Out." I hiss. Masky flinches at my harsh tone. He looks to the ground and sighs, giving a small nod then leaving my room. I shake my head. I lock my door and sit on my bed. It was silent in the room, aside from my quiet breathing and occasional tics. After a few minutes, I get up and exit my room. It was deathly silent. Strange.. I shut my door and walk down the hall. I go downstairs. Nobody was in the livingroom.

"Wh- Oh god d-damn it." I sigh. Everybody had left, aside from Masky and I.

"I'm s-stuck with the person I d-despise most. Yay." I mutter sarcastically. I went over to the couch to sit but I then notice Masky.

"Speak of the devil." I mumble. He was asleep, curled into a little ball. I go to the kitchen and was about to get a glass of water before I hear a scream and thud from the livingroom. I exit the kitchen calmly and see Masky curled in a ball on the floor.

"Masky?" I ask. He replies with a whimper. I knew he was still drunk, so hopefully he wouldn't remember this. I go up to him and kneel in front of him.

"Masky?" I ask again. This time he looks up at me.

"Whats w-wrong?" I ask softly, different than the tone I used just minutes ago. He lets out another whimper.

"D-Did you have a-a nightmare?" He nods slightly. I sigh. I motion for him to come closer to me. He hesitates, but does as I had motioned for him to do. He slowly uncurled from his ball and came closer. I grab the bottom of his mask gently. He does nothing to resist or fight. I take off the mask and set it on the coffee table. His dark chocolate brown eyes look curiously into mine.

I'm gonna regret this later. I thought. I pull down my mouth guard and lean up. I leave a small kiss to his forehead. He blushes.

"............" It was silent before Masky smiles a little.

"Thank you..." He whispers. I blush. He looks at me. I look back. I jump at how close he was.

"Personal space, t-thank you.." I say and gently shove him away a little.

"Sorry..." He apologizes. I found it a little cute. A little. I grab his mask and hand it to him, but he doesn't put it on. Instead, he looks at me again.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing.." He mumbles and looks down. I raise an eyebrow. I pull up my mouthguard again and get up. Masky looks at me.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"Kitchen." I reply. He nods.

"Okay.." I pat him on the head and go into the kitchen. I resume what I was doing earlier and get a glass of water. I take a sip. I set the cup down again. I look over to see Masky walking to the stairs.

"Where a-are you going?" I ask.

"Hm? Oh- Um.. My room.." He replies.

"Okay." I say. I grab the cup again and take another drink. Masky continues up the stairs.

Once I finish I put the cup into the sink and go upstairs. I see Masky's bedroom door open a little. My curiosity gets the best of me and I peek into his room. He was lying on his bed, letting out small whimpers as if he was in pain. I raise an eyebrow and enter his room. He was curled up into a ball.

"Masky?" I ask. He lifts his head. He looks at me.

"Oh... Hi Toby.." He mumbles. He winces and lies his head back down.

"What's wrong?"

"My head hurts like hell." He whimpers.

"Here. I c-can get you a glass o-of water." I offer.

"Okay..." I give him a small smile, though he can't see, and leave the room. I go back downstairs and into the kitchen. I get another glass of water and go upstairs. I enter Masky's room again and set the glass of water on his nightstand. Masky looks up at me. I help him sit up. He winces and holds his head.

"Ow..." He whimpers. I give him the water.

"Drink t-that and then sleep. I-It'll help."

"Heh. How do you know? Have you ever drank alcohol?" Masky asks as he looks at the water then drinks a bit.

"No. God no. I-I would never. I just... K-Know..." I mutter, loud enough Masky would be able to hear me.

"Oh." He says.

"Thank you." He mutters. I nod and turn to the door.

"Wait!" Masky says. I look at him.

"What?" I ask.

"Please don't go.." He says. I sigh.

"Fine..." I mumble. He grins happily. I walk back over to him. He yawns.

"Hey, Masky?" I ask.

"Hm?" He replies.

"How l-long have you b-been Slenderman's proxy?" I ask curiously.

"... I... Really don't remember how many years exactly, but I've been working for him for a while." Masky says.

"Oh." I say.

"Hm," He says. "Why do you tic and twitch so much?" He asks.

"..." I freeze.

"Sorry- You do-"

"No, its f-fine. They're m-my disorders." I say.

"Ah.. Oh....." He says.

"Why w-were you dragged i-into... Marble.. Hornets..?" I pause a bit, trying to remember its name.

"I...." Masky sighs quietly and yawns again.

"If its okay...? I'd rather not talk about it....."

"Alright." I reply. He smiles a little at me. He yawns a final time before curling into a ball. I sigh and exit his room. I go into mine.

A week later

I go downstairs. Slenderman brought home a new proxy a couple days ago. She was pretty cool. Her name was Kate. But anyways, all 4 of us were on patrol for the woods. Dunno why all four of us, but hey. I'm not questioning Slender's orders.

"Okay. We should split up. It'll make the patrol quicker." Hoodie says.

"Good idea," Kate says.

"Alright. I'll go with Kate. Toby, you go with Masky." I nod. Masky rolls his eyes and folds his arms in annoyance but gives a brief nod anyway. Masky and I start walking North, while Kate and Hoodie start walking South. I look around. I hear something not to far away. I look at Masky, then sneak off. I go to where I heard the sound. There was a poor fox trapped under a fallen tree branch. It was still a pup, only about a month old. I go over to the branch and grab my sharper hatchet. I raise it then swing down, hitting the wood and chipping the bark. The fox yips. I repeat the process until the branch was cut. I lift the branch and grab the pup with my other hand.

"Aw, poor thing." I say.

"Where's y-your mother?" The fox nods its head to the right. I walk to the right. I see a tail. I look up to see a poor fox, her body mangled and torn.

"Oh jesus..." I say. I look at the poor pup.

"You're coming h-home with me." He was still pretty small, so I guessed he was a runt. I stick him in the hood of my hoodie. He curls up and falls asleep.

"Toby!" I hear. I walk back to Masky.

"Jesus there you are." He says.

"Yep." I reply, and walk ahead of Masky.

"The fuck is in your hood?"

"A fox pup." I say simply.

"You are not bringing a mutt back to the mansion."

"Pff. Like y-you're the boss of m-me, Timothy."

"Toby, we can't," Masky says.

"Whatever you say." I say.

"Oh for fuck's sake. Do you ever listen?!"

"Not to t-total douches. No."

"Tch." I smirk.

A couple minutes later, Masky stopped. I stop as well.

"Why d-did you stop?" I ask, annoyed.

"None of your concern."

"None of your concern," I mutter.

"Shut up Rogers.."

"Make me!" I snap.

"Stop acting like a fuckin 2 year old Toby. Act like your age. You're 19 for fucks sake."

"I d-don't care." I reply.

"You're a dumbass."

"You're a douche." I retort sassily.

"Ugh.." Masky rolls his eyes. I do the same.

"Stupid twitch." I glare at him. I grab the fox pup, who had awoken a little bit ago, and set him on the ground. He looks at me and tilts his head. Masky looks at me.

"You're a twitch nobody wants," He starts. "You're worthless, compared to me." I finally snap. I attack Masky. He stumbles back and tries to shove me off.

"TOBY!"

"MASKY!" We both hear. But that didn't stop me. I'm finally grabbed and pulled away from Masky. I try pulling away from whoever grabbed me, which I found to be Kate, to attack Masky again.

"Toby! Stop it!" I finally give up. I glare at Masky, who was held back by Hoodie.

"What is up with you two?!" Hoodie says.

"He p-pisses me off!" I say.

"Maybe if you weren't so annoying, I'd actually like you." I look down. I finally manage to escape Kate's grip. I walk up to the little fox pup and pick him up.

"Toby? Where are you going?" Hoodie asks. I ignore him and walk off. I heard Kate call my name. After a few minutes, I come to a random spot in the woods. I sit on the grass. I sigh. The fox lets out a whine and nuzzles me. I smile slightly. I pet his light orange fur. He yips and licks me. I smile more.

"At l-least you like m-me." I say. He wags his tail. He suddenly stops nuzzling me and gets on all fours.

"What're y-" I start, but then he slips into my hoodie pocket. He pokes his head out and yips.

"You're t-too cute for your o-own good." I say. He wags his tail. I sigh and look up. I stand up, the fox curled up in my hoodie pocket, and walk forward. I hear something behind me and I turn. Nothing. I reach to grab my hatchet but something grabs my wrist. I screech and jump back. I look forward.

"JESUS CHRIST ANGEL!!" I yell. She was doubled forward, laughing her ass off.

"Oh- Sweet- HAHAHA!" She says. She falls to the ground in laughter.

"I hate y-you."

"Oh..." She snickers. "I... K-Know..." She snickers again. She gets up.

"Is that a fox?" She asks.

"Yeah. Why?" I ask.

"Its so cuuute!" The fox peeks out of my hoodie pocket. He tilts his head. He yips. Angel smiles.

"Anyways," Angel says, looking back at me. "Aren't you supposed to be on patrol?"

"Eh..."

"What did Sir McJackass do now?" Angel asks. I snort at the nickname.

"What?" She asks.

"That's a f-funny nickname." I snicker. "But a-anways, he pissed m-me off, so I attacked." Angel nods.

"Uh-huh. Continue." She says.

"Eventually, Kate p-pulled me off of T-Timothy. Hoodie pulled Timothy back. I t-tried getting out of Kate's grip but she w-wouldn't let me go. Soooo, I g-gave up. Hoodie asked w-what was up with us, so I r-replied with 'he pisses me off,' so Timothy said t-that if I weren't so a-annoying maybe he'd like me. So I f-finally broke out of Kate's grip, then l-left." I say.

"... I'm gonna kick his fucking ass." Angel growls.

"No! That is n-not necessary!" I say.

"Whyyy?"

"B-Because you'll end up k-killing him instead. And Slender w-would be pissed for killing o-one of his 'best proxies'."

"Who are the best proxies..?"

"Tch. Kate, Hoodie, and f-fuckin Timothy."

"Why-"

"Because apparently I-I 'get in t-the w-way too much'." I roll my eyes.

"Ugh.."

"Jesus. Y-" She was about to say something, but I hear my name being called.

"Nevermind." Angel says.

"Bye Angel." I say.

"Cya Tobes." She says. I leave. The fox yips. I grab him and hold him closely. He licks me. I come to a stop and see Masky. I glare at him before continuing to walk past him in the direction of the mansion.

"Augh- Toby wait!" He says.

"Fuck off."

"Toby-"

"I said t-to fuck off." I hiss. Masky stops and sighs.

"Sorry..." I hear him mumble.

"Right." I say.

"I am!" He exclaims. I ignore him. Masky sighs.

"Why do I even try with a twat like you..." I grit my teeth.

"Shut t-the hell up..." I hiss slowly. Masky shoves past me. I hit a tree. I glare at the masked man. I look and see a pinecone. I pick it up and throw it at Masky. It hits him in the back of the head. He turns to look at me, but I walk past him. Masky hisses lowly. I smirk. I put the pup in my hood again. He curls up and falls asleep. I put my hands into my hoodie pockets and continue to walk, Masky following behind.

We make it to the mansion. I go inside. Kate immediately comes up to me.

"Oh my god, Toby! Are you okay?!" She asks.

"I'm fine." I reply and walk past her, but my hood was grabbed and pulled, making me stumble back.

"Toby. Tell me."

"Let go o-of my hood."

"Not until you tell me."

"Kate, f-for fucks sake let m-me go!" I hiss. She finally sighs and lets go. I go upstairs, grabbing the small fox from my hood. He yips and wags his tail happily. I smile lightly and go into my room.

Time skip to one month laterrrrrr

I stood next to Masky in Slenderman's office. Slender was pissed.

"Why will you two not get along?!"

"Because this little twat does nothing but annoy me!"

"A-And all he does i-is piss me off!" Masky glares at me. I glare back.

Slenderman sighs. "Alright enough! Masky," Slenderman says. "Instead of going on the mission with Hoodie, you will be going with Toby instead."

"WHAT?! But he'll just get in the god damn way!" I look down and grit my teeth.

"Masky," Slenderman says. "If you and Toby will not get along, I will have to at least try and make you." Masky sighs and nods.

"Yes sir..."

"Good. You both will leave tomorrow. Masky, go get Hoodie and bring him here please." Masky nods and we both leave. I already knew the mission. Hoodie had told me about it. I sigh.

Flashback to yesterday

"Hey Hood- What're y-you doing??" I ask curiously as I enter his room. I was gonna ask him where the chocolate syrup I use for my waffles was.

"Hm? Oh! I have a mission to do with Masky."

"Oh." I reply.

"Why?"

"Just curious. What's the m-mission?"

"We have to find a few people." He says.

"Oh. Who??"

"Um... Hold up, I have a file about 'em here somewhere." Hoodie says as he stands up straight. He looks around his slightly messy room. He walks up to his bookshelf which held many things. Books, folders of things, an old video camera, a laptop, and messy papers sat on top of the old and dusty shelves. He kneels down and grabs a surprisingly non-dusty file. He gets up and hands it to me. I read it.

Names: Jake Johnson, Fox Reed, Karen Coyote
Jake F. Johnson:
Eye color: Ruby red
Hair color: Naturally black. Dyed red.
Height: 6'2.

Huh.. He's as tall as Angel.. I thought.

Fox J. Reed:
Eye colors: Left blue, right green
Hair color: Red
Height: 5'5

Karen S. Coyote:
Eye color: Amber
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Height: 5'9

Reasons: Known to have been spying on some of the other pastas, such as LJ, EJ, Jeff, Ben, Vincent, and others. Also known to be very dangerous. Jake is part wolf, meaning he can hear and smell things from far away. Fox is very weak, so he should be easy to take down. Karen is very quick, so look out. Be careful.

"What does the F in Jake name mean..? And the S in Karen's? And the J in Fox's?"

"If I remember correctly, their full names were Jake Fredrick Johnson, Fox James Reed, and Karen Sophie Coyote." I nod.

"Oh." I hand the file back to him. He sets it on the top of his dresser.

"Well, I'm gonna g-go. Cya Hoodie."

"Bye Tobes." He says. I exit the room.

I groan.

"I d-don't wanna do t-this..." I mumble. My door opens suddenly, making me jump. I turn to see Hoodie.

"Sorry Toby, didn't mean to scare you," he apologizes. "By the way, please don't die on the mission. You're my favorite.... Don't tell Masky I said that." I smile. I nod.

"Okay." I say. Hoodie smiles under his ski mask then leaves after saying a quick, 'cya'. I smile. The fox, which I named Foxy, comes in my room. One of Smile dogs old dog toys in his mouth. I smile to myself. Smile dog loved Foxy. Smile dog protected Foxy at all times. Thats why Foxy usually slept in Jeff's room, because Smile dog slept in there. It was cute. He yips and hops on my bed. I flop onto my bed. He walks over and hops on me. He yips and lies down ontop of my chest. He licks me.

"Pfft, Foxy! Stop iiit!" I say. I grab Foxy and lift hin into the air. He yips happily. I sit up. I yawn.

"What the fuck are you doing, Rogers?" I roll my eyes at Masky's usual tone.

"Why do y-you care?" I hiss.

"I was only asking, god damn." He mutters.

"Whatever. Do y-you need something or w-what?" I ask.

"No, not really... Oh! Actually, yeah." He says.

"I have a question..." He mumbles.

"Mhm.." I hum, stroking Foxy's fur.

"What the hell is up with you?" The question makes me stop.

"What do you mean.." I ask, though it sounded more as a statement than a question.

"Like, I dunno... I heard you wake up one night and then heard you passing my room mumbling to yourself about... Your.. Father, I think?" He says.

"Why d-do you care a-all of a damn sudden?" I hiss lowly.

".... Why are you always so bitchy towards me?" He asks.

"Why? B-Because you're a-a complete douche to m-me!" I glare at him.

"...." He stays silent. I look at him. He was leaning against my doorway (almost spelled Norway there. Oof XD) with his arms folded and his head turned to the left. I raise an eyebrow at him. Foxy yips. I notice Masky was clutching his jacket tightly.

"Masky?" I ask. He seems to snap out of a trance.

"What?" He says.

"You okay...? You've b-been acting weird l-lately." I say.

"I'm... Fine..." He pauses a little. Foxy tilts his head. I look down at him and set him down. Foxy hops off my bed and walks over to Masky. He stands on his hind legs and puts his paws on Masky's jacket.

"Ow! Fuck!" Masky hisses and moves away. I stand up. Foxy walks back over to me. I walk up to Masky. Hoodie was in his room, sleeping probably.

"What is w-wrong with you lately?" I ask. Masky doesn't reply. Instead, he looks away. I look at him and see he was shaking slightly. I sigh and put a hand on his shoulder. He flinches and looks at me.

"Look Timothy," I say. "What i-is up with you? You've b-been acting strange ever s-since last week. You've barely c-come out of your r-room. Yes. I've noticed." I say. Masky looks at me. He looks down. I move my hand back to my side. He folds his arms across his chest, once again gripping the sleeves of his jacket. I've noticed he did this at times. Was he nervous? Nah....

"I-..." I look up at him once I hear his voice.

"I... Um..." He says. I raise an eyebrow.

"What?" I ask. He sighs.

"Nevermind..." He mutters.

"Oh f-for fucks sake. What?" I snap. He flinches again.

"Sorry..." He says quietly, his voice sounding in a mumble. I stop.

"What?" I ask.

"....." He stays quiet. I sigh.

"Fine...." I mutter.

"I said I'm sorry...." Masky says again.

"For?" I hiss. Masky's grip seems to tighten on his jacket.

"You're gonna m-make yourself bleed if y-you grip your jacket a-any tighter." I say.

"..." Masky doesn't say anything, nor does he make any attempt to release the grip on his yellow jacket. I stare at him. He looks away.

Maybe he really is sorry? I thought.

Don't trust his ass... One of the voices say.

Are you being protective?

... Shut up. We may be asses, but that don't mean we can't care. The voice huffs. I smile a little under my mouth guard.

Aw. You care about me? I ask in my mind.

Shut the fuck up Toby. The voice hisses. I let out a small, almost inaudible snicker.

"What's so funny?" Masky asks. His voice wasn't the usual, snappy and bored tone he usually had. Nope. He had a spark of curiosity in his tone.

"Why do you care?" I ask.

"I don't... I was curious..." His voice grew quieter with every word he said, his voice lowering down to a quiet mumble. I roll my eyes.

"Oookay. D-Do you need s-something or what?" Masky lets out a small whimper.

"N-... No..." He mutters. I sigh in annoyance and grab the front of his jacket. He visibly flinched, but I didn't care.

"I- T-Toby what're y-"

"Can you shut up?" I snap. He stays silent. I look at his hands which were still clutching his jacket sleeves. I grab his wrists and pull them away from his arms. Masky tilts his head slightly. I grab his left wrist and push his sleeve up. There was red marks where his nails dug into his skin. His arm was bleeding slightly from the small wounds. I, still having a hold on his wrist, drag him into my bathroom.

"Toby what are you doing-"

"I s-said to shut up, Timothy." He turns his head away and nods obediently. I grab bandages and wrap his arm.

"...." There was a silence between us.

"T-.. Toby..?" Masky asks hesitantly.

"What?" I reply.

"..... D-... Do you hate me...?" This question makes me stop. I shake my head shortly after and continue bandaging his arm.

"Why do y-you ask?"

".. I... Dunno... But... I'm sorry.." He mumbles.

"I mean it Toby.. I do.." He says quietly. I look up at the older male. He looked back. I sigh.

"I guess not..." I mutter. He perks up.

"R-Really?" He asks. I shrug.

"Don't push y-your luck, Wright." I hiss. He nods. He stops and looks at something.

"What?" I ask.

"Is that a knife..?" I stop.

"Um..." Masky looks at me.

"No?" I try. He moves past me.

Shit! I thought.

Ha. You're fookin screwed. The voices say.

Shut up. I hiss in my mind. Just then my door opens. It was Jeff.

"Hey Tobyyyy!" He says. I poke my head out of the bathroom.

"What?" I ask.

"I need you for a sec." He says. I nod and follow him downstairs and to his room. He sighs and shuts his door.

"O-Okay... Um... Jesus how do I ask this..." Jeff mutters. He lets out a shaky sigh.

"Can you... Um... Could you help me?"

"W-Wow. The top killer n-needs help?" I snicker.

"Oh shut up... But for real, could you..?"

"Depends."

"Oh for- Toby!" He huffs. I laugh.

"Okay, okay. W-What is it?" I ask.

"I... Have a crush on someone...."

"And that person iiiis?"

"B-... Ben..." He mutters. I squeal.

"I knew it!" I say.

"Shut up!" He huffs. I giggle.

"Okay. And w-what do you need help w-with?" I ask.

"How to ask him if he likes me back...." I snort.

"Okay. Do y-you know his s-sexuality?" I ask. He nods.

"Mhm. Gay."

"Okay. D-Did he ever mention t-that he's had any i-interests in someone?" Jeff nods.

"Yeah. He's mentioned it before."

"Ooookay. Thats g-good, and bad."

"Bad?? How so?"

"It's p-possible he likes someone else." Jeff stops.

"Ah, ah, ah! Its f-fifty, fifty.... Ish..." I say. Jeff sighs.

"You have a g-good bond with Ben, right?" I ask. He nods.

"Thats good. That w-will probably help." I reply. He nods again.

"Y'know what- Where i-is Ben?" I ask.

"In his room?" Jeff says confused.

"Okay. Stay here. I-I'm gonna go get him."

"Wait what?! Toby!" Jeff says.

"Hm?" I ask.

"You really expect me to-"

"What? No. I'm s-staying here. I'm gonna help ya." I reply.

"Oh god..... Toby I'm not sure this is a good idea.. I mean, what if he rejects me? What if he hates me??? What if-"

"Okay, Jeff. C-Calm down." I say. He sighs and nods.

"Sorry... I get nervous when it comes to shit like this."

"It's fine. I'll b-be back in a sec." I say and exit his room, walking to Ben's. It was only about a minute away from Jeff's room. I knock on Ben's door.

"Yo, Ben!" I say.

"Hm? What- Agh!" I hear a thud from inside the room.

"Gimme a minute!" Ben says. After a few seconds Ben opens the door.

"Sorry, what?" He asks.

"Jeff needs y-you." I say. I knew Ben liked Jeff. This was gonna be easy. Hopefully.

"Ah, okay." Ben starts walking to Jeff's room and I follow. Once we get there Ben enters the room, knowing Jeff didn't mind when he entered without knocking. Jeff jumped when Ben entered.

"What did you need??" Ben asks. Jeff looks back at me. I motion for him to go on. Jeff looks back at Ben.

"I- U-Uh..." Jeff sighs and clears his throat.

"I... Um....... I.." Jeff looks back at me. I pull down my mouth guard and mouth 'dude, say something!' Jeff looks back to Ben, who was looking at Jeff curiously.

"I.. Er.. Have something... To tell you..." Ben nods.

"What is it?" He asks. I motion for Jeff to continue.

"I... Um... I l-like you.."

"Pfft. Well, yeah. I know that-"

"No... I mean, l-like like...." He mutters. Ben physically stopped moving.

"B-Ben?" Jeff asks. Ben didn't do anything. I walk in the room. I look at Ben. I hit him upside the head. He snaps out of it, then nervously walks up to Jeff. Ben lets out a shaky sigh and pulls Jeff down to his height and kisses him.

"Aw.." I say. I grab my phone and take a picture. Ben pulls away from Jeff, both males being blushing messes. I snicker.

"Cute."

"Toby, shut up.." Jeff says.

"Hey, a s-simple thank you w-would be nice.."

"Thank you?"

"You're welcome."

"Wha- I wasn't-" I snicker and walk off down the hall. I head downstairs and outside. I walk into the woods. I look behind me to see the mansion slowly fading a bit, the trees growing thicker around me. I turn forwards again. I see something up ahead. Confused, I walk towards it. It was a small....

"JESUS CHRIST! PYTHON!" I yelp, jumping away. The snake slowly lifts itself off the ground, showing its red eyes.

"W-Wait.... ANGEL!!!" I screech. I hear snickers from the tree the left of me. I walk up to it and grab my hatchet.

"OKAY, OKAY! SORRY!" I hear Angel say. She hops out of the tree and lands it. She grabs the albino python. The snake wraps around her wrist. I glare at Angel.

"I hate you." I huff.

"Pfft. What're you doin all the way out here?"

"To g-get away from T-Timothy."

"Ah. What'd he do now?" She asks. "I'll kick his ass if needed. Nobody hurts my Toby!"

(No, she doesn't mean that in a lovey way. She means it in a sister-like way, like how I'm sure Lyra would've used. But ye XD.)

I smile at the female.

"No, its f-fine." I stutter.

"Hmph. Damn it. I wanted to kick his ass..."

"Why?"

"Well, Timothy and I don't exactly meet... Eye-to-eye... He hates me because I'm Zalgo's daughter, and I hate him because he's a prick." I snort.

"He h-hates you for being t-the enemy's d-daughter?" I ask. She nods.

"Yes. Quite frankly, its getting annoying." She huffs, folding her arms. The python slowly slithers up her arm and wraps around her neck, though not tightly. I stare at the snake and shudder.

"I still dislike you right now."

"Aw c'moooon! It was only a python!"

"That could k-kill me if it w-wanted!" I huff back.

"He's haaaarmless. He'll only attack when he feels threatened. Trust me. It happened to Rake. It was funny." She smiles.

"Toby!!!!"

And I leave it at that. Who do you think is calling Toby's name? Put your guess in teh comments! Lol.
Anyways, thank you to user991113546430 for wanting me to continue this! And don't worry, its not like I'm gonna discontinue this book. There's only 2 chapters for cryin out loud! XD.
I'll be starting chapter 3 soon!