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For about four hours you swept the floors, put away your CDs, argued with yourself on whether or not you should cook dinner, and dressed 'fancy' for your guest which to you means smelling your jeans and t-shirts to determine the cleanest and best smelling ones. After finishing the cleaning part you still mulled over the idea of cooking for the incredibly skinny Slenderman who happens to have no mouth. In the end you just put some cookies on a plate and lit some vanilla scented candles because, to be honest, your house had a weird smell to it. You thought about what Slenderman had said about you and laughed. You? Fearless? What a joke considering you had almost wet yourself upon realizing Slenderman had snuck up on you. And what else did he call you? Smart? Pff, you had the IQ of a really smart goat. With this in mind you couldn't help but laugh as you plopped down on the couch, switching on the television to the SyFy channel. Man, the movies these people made were wretched but you thought they were worth while. The bad acting and horrible graphics entertained you as you waited for your guest, but something seemed wrong about the movie, something odd. You noticed that every few minutes the screen would get static around the edges and you could've sworn you saw Slenderman in the background. You shrugged it off and blamed it on the bad reception you got in the woods. Soon the static got worse and at one point, Sharknado became Slendernado. Your eyes went wide as the image halted but the static still crackled and increased in volume. Frightened you covered your ears and hoped the scene would start playing again. The static finally stopped and the movie went on except the sound was off. After a quick inspection you found the speakers had been short-circuited and you huffed as you sat back down on the couch. For a moment you thought he wasn't going to show up, then you felt something snakelike rub against your shoulder. Immediately you screeched, jumping up in an instant, then ran like a penguin towards the upstairs only to faceplant on the living room carpet and flail your arms like an idiot. Yep, you would DIE in a scary movie. Your mind ran through many murderous thoughts if Slenderman tried to kill you this time as you had time to hide MANY knives around the house. Above all you were prepared and you knew it. You sat up and gently held your sore face and heard the cookie plate clatter to the ground followed by a soft chewing noise. Wait a minute... was that right? You whipped around to see Slenderman towering over your couch, a single crumb tumbling down his otherwise immaculate suit. He looked at you almost humorously as far as you could tell. His body language was the only way you could see his emotion through. Once again he did that odd unmouthed yet sound-producing voice "Did I scare you this time?" he asked under a chuckle.

You had to admit, he did scare the sh** out of you, but you thought about something else entirely. He ate your cookies! You got to your feet and your face started to turn a light red in fake anger "Hey! How- those- you should've left some for me!" you half yelled, unable to form the right words.

As you walked up to him you grew less and less confident, this creature was impossibly tall and you were impossibly small. You were starting to regret your words when Slenderman looked down on you and replied "I didn't mean to upset you so. It's been so long since I've been offered such sweets and I could not pass up the opportunity. Although I politely ask you to not use that tone with me. It is best that you should learn to respect things of higher power than you, some are not as gentlemanly as I."

You looked at the ground and blushed an even darker shade of red in shame. You usually weren't so aggressive but you were nervous and he did scare you so you didn't feel to bad. "I'm sorry." you muttered, a little embarrassed.

You felt yourself lifted off the ground and onto the couch, sitting you down comfortably. Slenderman took a seat across from you awkwardly, his size making him sit with his knees to his chest and arms dangling down to the floor. The sight almost made you laugh but you thought better of it, thinking of his previous words. You stared at each other in silence, Slenderman hiding his thoughts extremely well from his lack of a face and inability to show emotion. Eventually it was you who spoke "So what was it you wanted to talk to me about? Besides the fact that I'm an idiot who is too bold and pushes the limit."

Slenderman tilted his head to the side and you started to get scared, maybe he was here to devour you as he had devoured those cookies! 'F***!' you screamed in your head, making sure to keep a blank poker face 'What if he is here to kill me as he had wanted to before?! (your name) you're such a freaking idiot! You should've known this was going to happen! You let a killer into your house what else did you think was going to happen?! Well I guess you didn't let him in willingly but that's not the point!'

You noticed Slenderman's form get rigid, tense like he was waiting for someone to attack him. Slowly you followed his eyeless gaze to the open window behind you, the cool breeze kissing your cheek and bringing a strong metallic scent. Your breath got caught in your throat as you locked eyes with a pale-faced teen, a wicked smile carved into his cheeks. His smile started to broaden even more as he whispered the words "Do you want to be beautiful too?"

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For about four hours you swept the floors, put away your CDs, argued with yourself on whether or not you should cook dinner, and dressed 'fancy' for your guest which to you means smelling your jeans and t-shirts to determine the cleanest and best smelling ones. After finishing the cleaning part you still mulled over the idea of cooking for the incredibly skinny Slenderman who happens to have no mouth. In the end you just put some cookies on a plate and lit some vanilla scented candles because, to be honest, your house had a weird smell to it. You thought about what Slenderman had said about you and laughed. You? Fearless? What a joke considering you had almost wet yourself upon realizing Slenderman had snuck up on you. And what else did he call you? Smart? Pff, you had the IQ of a really smart goat. With this in mind you couldn't help but laugh as you plopped down on the couch, switching on the television to the SyFy channel. Man, the movies these people made were wretched but you thought they were worth while. The bad acting and horrible graphics entertained you as you waited for your guest, but something seemed wrong about the movie, something odd. You noticed that every few minutes the screen would get static around the edges and you could've sworn you saw Slenderman in the background. You shrugged it off and blamed it on the bad reception you got in the woods. Soon the static got worse and at one point, Sharknado became Slendernado. Your eyes went wide as the image halted but the static still crackled and increased in volume. Frightened you covered your ears and hoped the scene would start playing again. The static finally stopped and the movie went on except the sound was off. After a quick inspection you found the speakers had been short-circuited and you huffed as you sat back down on the couch. For a moment you thought he wasn't going to show up, then you felt something snakelike rub against your shoulder. Immediately you screeched, jumping up in an instant, then ran like a penguin towards the upstairs only to faceplant on the living room carpet and flail your arms like an idiot. Yep, you would DIE in a scary movie. Your mind ran through many murderous thoughts if Slenderman tried to kill you this time as you had time to hide MANY knives around the house. Above all you were prepared and you knew it. You sat up and gently held your sore face and heard the cookie plate clatter to the ground followed by a soft chewing noise. Wait a minute... was that right? You whipped around to see Slenderman towering over your couch, a single crumb tumbling down his otherwise immaculate suit. He looked at you almost humorously as far as you could tell. His body language was the only way you could see his emotion through. Once again he did that odd unmouthed yet sound-producing voice "Did I scare you this time?" he asked under a chuckle.

You had to admit, he did scare the sh** out of you, but you thought about something else entirely. He ate your cookies! You got to your feet and your face started to turn a light red in fake anger "Hey! How- those- you should've left some for me!" you half yelled, unable to form the right words.

As you walked up to him you grew less and less confident, this creature was impossibly tall and you were impossibly small. You were starting to regret your words when Slenderman looked down on you and replied "I didn't mean to upset you so. It's been so long since I've been offered such sweets and I could not pass up the opportunity. Although I politely ask you to not use that tone with me. It is best that you should learn to respect things of higher power than you, some are not as gentlemanly as I."

You looked at the ground and blushed an even darker shade of red in shame. You usually weren't so aggressive but you were nervous and he did scare you so you didn't feel to bad. "I'm sorry." you muttered, a little embarrassed.

You felt yourself lifted off the ground and onto the couch, sitting you down comfortably. Slenderman took a seat across from you awkwardly, his size making him sit with his knees to his chest and arms dangling down to the floor. The sight almost made you laugh but you thought better of it, thinking of his previous words. You stared at each other in silence, Slenderman hiding his thoughts extremely well from his lack of a face and inability to show emotion. Eventually it was you who spoke "So what was it you wanted to talk to me about? Besides the fact that I'm an idiot who is too bold and pushes the limit."

Slenderman tilted his head to the side and you started to get scared, maybe he was here to devour you as he had devoured those cookies! 'F***!' you screamed in your head, making sure to keep a blank poker face 'What if he is here to kill me as he had wanted to before?! (your name) you're such a freaking idiot! You should've known this was going to happen! You let a killer into your house what else did you think was going to happen?! Well I guess you didn't let him in willingly but that's not the point!'

You noticed Slenderman's form get rigid, tense like he was waiting for someone to attack him. Slowly you followed his eyeless gaze to the open window behind you, the cool breeze kissing your cheek and bringing a strong metallic scent. Your breath got caught in your throat as you locked eyes with a pale-faced teen, a wicked smile carved into his cheeks. His smile started to broaden even more as he whispered the words "Do you want to be beautiful too?"