(((((Let's just say bananas, and have an update to this story. Steven is an O.C. of mine (like all my other O.C.s, you can steal him if you let me know. Don't ask permission, just use him then tell me), and felt the need to have his human form in this story. Steve has the heart of a phsyco and the mind of Einstein, making this crazycharacter irresistible in both fox furry form and human form. Hope you enjoy, Squirrels!)))))

(You)
You continued hugging Tim tightly, not really sure what to think. This life seemed perfect. Your parents were alive, and you had Tim back again. What could go wrong? Suddenly curious, you glance down at your arms. Scars were still there, but they looked old and faded away. "Tim," you whisper, pulling away a bit to look him in the eye, "Dr. Smiley and Nurse Ann were in that hospital....!" Tim stares down at you with a confused look, saying quietly, "Who the heck are they?"

You pull away a bit more, staring up at Tim with your eyes wide in surprise. "Tim," you say quietly, starting to make all over, "you know who that is. You live with them." "(Y/n) I live with my parents," Tim said, chuckling lightly, "You know that, you come over at least once a week."

Pushing him away a bit, you yell, "Damn you Masky stop playing tricks with my head!" He stares at you, more confused, but doesn't bother to move towards you. He glances over your shoulder, and you turn around to see Slenderman in the woods. Glaring at Masky and growling a bit, you bolt off towards Slenderman. "(Y/N), NO!," you hear Tim yell, his footsteps hitting the pavement behind you. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!?," he yelled, tackling you to the ground and holding you there.

You whimper loudly, resting your head against the cold wet pavement. "I just want everything to be the way it was," you whisper, hiding your face away from Tim's view. He gets up off of you, the both of you hearing footsteps walking close to you. You look up, seeing a man with hair the color of fox fur and eyes as green as pine needles. his hair had black and white tips, making his hair look even more fox-like. "You want everything to go back to normal?," he asked, nearly repeating what you had said earlier. Tim growls at him, leaning over you in a protectve way. He narrows his eyes at the man, saying, "You back away, person!"

The man reaches his hand out, his pale skin almost luminant in the dark light of the night. "My name is Steven," he says to you, ignoring Tim as if he wasn't there, "Steven Majick, to be exact." You nod slowly, saying, "I'm (y/n). Nice to meet you I guess?" You reach your hand out to shake his, but Tim smacks your hand away. "(Y/n), no," he growled, turning his attention to you and away from the man. The second Tim turned his attention away from Steven, he seemed to evaporate into the air.

"You can blink," Steven chuckled, leaning closer to you, "You just ca't look away." You back away in shock, whispering, "Wh-what did you do to Tim?!?" Steven shrugged, saying, "He's the one that looked away. Never really know where they go, though." "GIVE HIM BACK," you yell, standing up to start hitting Steven on the chest. "YOU CAN'T TAKE TIM AWAY FROM ME," you shout, feeling your eyes water, "I CAN'T LOSE HIM AGAIN!" Steven pushes you away, making you fall to the ground. "Well Tim's gone now," he chuckled, creeping towards you slowly, "And he's never coming back."