I really miss you.... ~Pafp~ Masky needed! BxB

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    He sat on the couch and sighed softly, looking at the window. The storm barely hit when he left the bedroom and soon the lights went out and Jeff tripped over Laughing Jack,"Sh*t!!!"

    Masky bolted awake in fright. He tumbled off the bed and landed with a thunk on the solid ground. He lay there for a while as his legs where up on the bed.

    Hoody, luckily, still had his flashlight and looked around before heading upstairs. "Masky, you okay?" he asked from the door way. The flashlight's light fell onto the masked proxy and he looked at him.

    "Yeah, the storm hit when i was downstairs and caused the power to shut off," he said, looking through his miscellanious drawer and grabbed an extra flashlight and batteries. He handed Masky the other flashlight that was on.

    Masky looked around, limping to the door as he headed to the steps. He hated going up and down the steps and limped down slowly.

    Hoody grabbed one of Masky's arms, putting that around his neck and didn't care if he used his hurt arm to wrap it around Masky's waste. He helped him down the stairs.

    Masky gave a crooked smile and stayed close to Hoody. He gave a small cough as he also blushed. "T-Thank you, love..." he said as he gave a smirk.

    "No problem," he said, smiling under his mask and looked towards the group. Sally was dead asleep, cuddled against Smile Dog who was also asleep. Jeff argued with L.J saying that he shouldn't be laying down where there are no light. Everyone else was pretty much trying to get candels lit. Hoody gently sat Masky down onto one of the chairs and pulled out the stool so Masky's leg can rest on it.

    Masky rested his leg on the stool and looked at Jeff. "Im sure it wasn't Laughing Jack's fault, the lights are out and so is all the power..." the black haired proxy said. He looked around as if looking for sometimes.

    "It was too his fault! He was laying down where i couldn't see him!" he growled. "Yell at Masky Jeff and i'll make you scream bloody mary," Hoody snapped and Jeff backed up, walked away to the kitchen.

    Masky was appreciating Hoody's help, but he had yelled at Jeff before..he could handle it. "Now I think you must be going blind, for having your eyes like that" the proxy scoffed. "And with that asshole complex attitude you got there..is gonna get you nowhere" the black haired male growled.

    Masky gave a small snort "and what was that?" He questioned the killer. "And I thought I told you to be nicer Jefferson" the proxy used Jeff's real name, the one he hated.

    "Don't start masked fool," Jeff growled, turning away. "He's right leibling (love), don't start or Slendy will end," he said, sighing. "Leibling? What does that mean?" BEN asked with curiousity. "Nothing, just a nickname that only Masky knows the meaning," Hoody replied.

    Masky gave a small scoff, but.just simply sat back and stayed quiet. Crossed arms as he stood up and limped out of the room. He just limped to a wall and pressed his face against it. He gave a small short sigh, reaching up to take off his mask.

    Masky's hand reared back as he wondered if anyone else would care. He knew. that taking off his mask was bad, and he would go back to being Timothy. He gave a small gulp and pulled the mask off his face. His used to be eyes changed into bright blue ones. He gave a sharp inhale as he dropped the mask, which fell to the ground. His eyes darted around in panic as he questioned himself. Why was he here? How did he get here? Was the hooded figure here? Where was he?.