The forest was quietly judging them. It really was. The branches whispered secrets, the pebbles crunched threateningly, leaves rustled in uniform fashion.

Smirky had taken lead of their escape, due to his extensive knowledge about pretty much everything in the area. Hey, months of exploration has its perks.

Kagekao trailed behind him, white side of his mask set in a deep unamused frown. "I do not like being used as a camel."

The illusionist creepypasta looked over his shoulder, speaking in the most uncaring tone he could conceive. "My mission, my rules."

Le forest judged them more than ever, especially when they passed through a clearing. Scattered rays of daylight left an oddly peaceful pattern on the grassy ground.

For a moment, both of the creepypastas silently mused if they'd walked into Pokèmon. A very strange area of Pokèmon.

Kagekao cast his head down, muttering some Japanese words directed towards Smirky that definitely weren't squeaky clean.

Smiley was being dragged behind Kagekao like a sack of potatoes, gripped by the upturned collar of his coat - his exposed skin was raw with scratches and scrapes from being not-so-gently yanked along the undergrowth for half an hour.

fortunately he was still too woozy to fully register it.

A bird took off and flew over their heads, swooping down and out through a gap in trees, rapidly tweeting something about being 'tweetally gangsta' with a brand-new iPhone six.

It was turning out to be a veeeeeeery weird day, for everyone. Plus, all the timeskip bringers were busy except for me.

~ Timeskip Brought To You By Phantom's Desperation To Speed Up The Plotline ~

While L.J stalked the (drunk) hooded minion's adventures in the magical world of online shopping, the real Zalgo was sitting comfortably inside his hidden throne room.

And yes, before you ask, he was watching everything. Hidden cameras showed that none of the creepypastas were quite aware of anything yet, not even Slenderman or Laughing Jack.

The prince of darkness laughed to himself, a wicked tone laced with dry amusement.

"I'm a genius! This whole plan is genius! And- And to think, my mother-in-law said that nothing good would come out of alcohol!"

His laughter died abruptly, and his slitted eyes darted towards a wooden door creaking open on the other side of the hall-like throne room. Once again, it looked like something out of Pokèmon.

Smirky quietly walked the distance, treading carefully as if he expected the floor to swallow him up at any given time. Which, to be fair, it probably could.

"Lord Zalgo... The mission is complete. I've done everything you've told me to, and every file of Slenderman's creepypastas are now in your hands to do as you please." He knelt in front of the throne.

"I know. They're quite fun reading material, if I do say so myself. Did Kagekao die during the mission?"

"No."

Zalgo leaned back leisurely, whipping his devil-tail to one side as he summoned a file to his hand, one marked with a monochrome operator symbol.

"That's a shame; I was hoping you'd finish him for me. I hate sharing my wine."

"I tried," Smirky admitted, halfheartedly shrugging his shoulders. It was clear that his attention was being drawn elsewhere.

"Where is that little sticky-clawed creature now?"

"The dungeons – just securing a little gift for your experiments." Then he thought of something else to add, "There's an intruder in the lair, but I assume you already know that?"

"Oh yes, yes I do. In fact...," Zalgo waved around the monochrome file meaningfully. "You're going to get rid of him."

Smirky's face turned, if possible, paler. He stammered over his words, bolting upright. "I-I don't un-understand?"

It was painfully obvious that he did.

Zalgo humoured him anyway.

"Do you see this file?" He spoke slowly, as if talking to a child, using lots of gestures, "This is Laugh-ing Ja-ck's file. You - are - going to - kill - him."

With that, he threw the file at the illusionist creepypasta's feet. It slid and caught on a groove in the floor and flew open.

"Read it. Now."

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A/N: I typed this on the Microsoft Word app. Will do something about spaces in the next one. It's a pain to edit. :)
Sorry about releasing the chapter early - I was in the middle of editing it!

Question Of Le Day: Hasn't a year passed since the last update? And what's your thoughts on this chapter? A bit different? :3

Toodles~
Final Word Count: 757.