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- >”Anon, earlier you mentioned a part of human literature known as “Creepy Pasta.” can you read me one?”
- >Twilight smiled up at you, and you couldn’t refuse.
- “I can, but it will be pretty scary. Sure you can handle it?” She blushes when you boop her nose.
- >”I’ve read tons of horror stories. Show me your worst.” She put on a ‘fierce’ smile.
- >Well, not really fierce, more like an adorkable look of concentration.
- >It probably was intended to look fierce, but instead it just looks cute.
- “Alright I’ll tell you the story about… Slenderman I guess.”
- >”Slender-Man?”
- “Yeah. See the story is…”
- -
- >”Wow, anon..” Twilight looked physically disturbed. “I didn’t think human horror stories were so…”
- “Scary?”
- >She chuckled. “Yeah.”
- “Well it is called horror for a reason.”
- >You stretch and yawn.
- “Man it is getting late.”
- >You look out the window and see the Moon is starting to raise into the sky.
- >Guess it’s time to turn in.
- “I think I’m going to go hit the hay.” You pop your neck, causing her to wince.
- >”A- alright. Goodnight anon…” Twilight’s voice trails off.
- >Shrugging, you walk into the guest room of the treehouse, flip off the lamp and crawl under the warm covers.
- >Sometime before you slip into sleep, the door to your room creaks open and someone steps in.
- >”Anon?” You hear Twilight’s hushed voice.
- “Yeah?”
- >”I’m kind of… scared… can I sleep with you tonight?”
- >...
- “Sure I guess…”
- >Twilight crawls under the covers next to you, burying her head in your chest.
- >You hold her there, providing a welcome border between her and the darkness of the room.
- >Unexpectedly, Twilight gives you a quick peck to your cheek.
- >”Night anon…”
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