You know, I was actually gonna update all my books every week. But then I was in a situation where my mind says "Write, you bitch!" while the rest of my body yells "Procrastination, motherfucker!"

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Sally led Harry to a beautiful garden near the mansion. Colorful flowers, butterflies abound, the garden was a contrast to the dark manor. Together, they played a bit and talked a bit. Sally told him a bit about herself (about her favorite color - pink, about her favorite food - strawberry frasier torte, about her teddy bear Charlie,...) and some more about the others (about LJ's poisonous candies that he offers to everyone, about BEN's weird statue that might appear in his dreams, about Slenderman's brothers - Offenderman, Trenderman and Splendorman,...). In turn, Harry told her about his life. He told her about the Dursleys, about Kris, about The Birch and about his frea- uniqueness.

"Really?" Sally asked, eyes sparkling with curiosity and wonder. "Can you show me?"

"O-ok..." Harry said. The little boy picked up a small tree branch on the ground, a tree branch with small buds waiting to bloom before everything came down crashing. He closed his eyes and scrunched his face in concentration.

The flowers bloomed.

There was something magical in that moment, to see how small buds slowly (but still way more quickly than natural) blossom into beautiful flowers. Well, apart from the blatant display of magic that made the buds bloom, that is.

"That was amazing!" The brunette exclaimed as she was given the now full-of-flowers branch. "I loved it!"

"Th-thanks." Harry said as he blushed. Even with his time around Kris, he still wasn't exactly used to being complimented, after all.

"I wish I could do that too!" Sally whined, making Harry chuckle.

"Well, I'm sure you have something unique that I can't do."

"I can turn invisible and intangible but that's sooooo lame compared to what you can do." The girl complained. "You're like a god or something while I am just a simple ghost."

"W-Well, I think you're pretty cool." The boy said, still blushing furiously because of the comment.

The ghost girl returned him a bright and warm smile. A smile so warm that it might as well be one of the many causes of global warming. "Thanks!"

But no matter how bright the smile was, it wasn't enough to change the fact that everything was getting darker, that the day was coming to an end.

"Look at the time!" Sally exclaimed. "We should head back!"

And with that being said, Sally effortlessly dragged Harry back to the manor.

Going back to the manor, Harry realized how truly creepy the manor looked in the dark. A fitting place for creatures that literally have the word 'Creepy' in their name. Still cliché, though.

During dinner, he met with the rest of the Creeps residing in the mansions. He met with the computer virus BEN Drowned, the black and white clown LJ (who had offered him candy but he promptly rejected), the killer with a gigantic smile carved into his face Jeff and his Husky with human teeth named Smile. He also met Slender's last proxy, Ticci Toby a.k.a. Toby Rogers, whose mouth was also cut although the gash (Was that the word? He wasn't sure.) was not too big. And yet the guy had trouble eating because the food kept falling out while the guy with a huge-ass smile carved into his face did not have any problem. How does that even work? Also, Jeff had no eyelids. How does he sleep? Does he even need sleep to begin with?

Apparently, Harry has voiced his last thoughts because Jeff responded that he doesn't sleep, when he's way too tired, he 'faints like a B0$$'... He also uses a mask, according to Sally.

Even though he was with a bunch of probably (definitely) dangerous entities, Harry felt safe. The chatters. The teasings. The laughs. It made the dinner felt warm and homey. Oh god. When was the last time he had a dinner like this? A dinner with the whole family together, happy, without him suffering? Never, he supposed. It was just the Dursley. He had always left out, only ever allowed to eat the leftovers even though he was the one who made everything. Sure, Kris brought him snacks but those were just snacks. It never felt like family, just friendship.

Harry did not cry. He held his tears in. He did not want to ruin the moment.

After dinner, Slender led him to his new room. He could no longer hold his tears in. Sure, Kris had been nice to him before but not this nice, he couldn't be this nice and, considering the circumstances back then, Harry didn't blame him. Still, he never had a room before. When he was still with the Dursley, all he had was a small cupboard with spiders to keep him company. And then 'The Birch fiasco' happened and he was forced to live in the streets. The cold cold streets... With the occasional weirdos. But now, he has his own room. His to decorate, his to sleep in, his to do whatever the fuck he wants in.

Due to time lag, he was already tired even though it was not really that late. So, he bid everyone goodnight, lock his door and went to bed.

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A noise woke him up at around midnight (New York time). He slowly opened his eyes to see Jeff pinning him down with one hand and a kitchen knife in the other. The window was wide open. Damn it at to hell! He had completely forgot about locking the window even though Jack warned him!

"Oh, you're awake?" Jeff said before he chuckled. "Well, not for long!"

Harry immediately kicked Jeff in the nuts, making him fall aside in pain, allowing Harry to make a dash to door. Harry was fast. He had to be in order to outrun Dudley and not be beaten. But Jeff? He was even faster. Before Harry could even touch the door, he was pinned down again by Jeff, who was laughing maniacally.

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"Go. To. SLEEP!" And Jeff brought down the knife. And Harry closed his eyes.

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And the knife never came.

Looking up, Harry saw that Jeff's arm was wrapped in branches. His and Jeff's gaze followed the branches and they both saw Her: The Birch. She then led out a blood-curling screech and proceeded to throw Jeff out of the door and down the stairs, obliterating his door in the process.

The Birch ran (well, more like slide but whatevs) after Jeff with incredible speed that a tree should not have. Decided that he didn't want a housemate of his to die, Harry ran after them in hopes of stopping the fight.

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Jeff was caught by surprise. He was just going to scare the new kid and maybe cut him up a bit, enough to draw blood but not enough for the cuts to be lethal. He did not expect to fight a wood lady thing which not only specializes in middle and long range attacks but can also be dangerous at close distance. He was constantly pushed into defensive.

The new kid had arrived and he was trying to calm (?) the thing down. Still unsuccessful so far.

Seeing an opening, Jeff threw his knife at the thing. It was a headshot... Well, headthrow? He isn't sure but all that matters is that it stopped.

And... it immediately attacked again only this time, it is more vicious. Joy! It even threw his knife back at him (he barely dodged that) before attacking viciously and rapidly, not letting him pick up his knife. He had to dodge constantly and even then, he still got hit/pierce a few times. And , oh look, the commotion had waken up the rest of the Creeps in the manor. Great! Now he has to deal with Slender once this is over.

Luckily, the new kid (Harry, right?) managed to calm it down. It disappeared right after that. So that's one less problem. Sadly, there was still the Slender problem.

Slenderman told Jeff off for about an hour before taking his beloved collection of knives along with any sharp objects in his room and his smartphone with the warning that, unless he didn't want to see them again, he better be on his best behavior. Jeff was then forced to do everyone's chore for a month.

Fuck! If he knew this would've happened, he wouldn't even go anywhere near the new kid!

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Oh my god! This took way longer to write than it should have. Damn you, procrastination! I actually genuinely wanted to write but... you know... Procrastination.

If anyone is wondering, the bandaged guy with a scythe who was laughing maniacally in the video is Zack from the amazing, at least in my opinion, RPG named Angel of Slaughter/Angel of Death (Angel of Slaughter is obviously the better name) which was turned into a manga and now, an anime. Something about Zack seriously reminds me of Jeff though... I don't know what but I'm borrowing his laugh to use for Jeff anyway~.

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