The sound of the small knocks causes you to look up from your laptop, and look towards your front door. You stood up, keeping an eye on the door. You weren't expecting anybody, you were in a (fav. color) tank top and grey sweatpants, enjoying a box of (fav. Pocky flavor) pocky,
messing around on your laptop. Your parents were out for the day, running errands and stuff. You approached the door, more irritated by the fact someone disturbed your peace, then curious as to who it was. Opening the door, looked out, giving a bored expression to the visitor was. You groaned, seeing no one there.
"Fucking pranksters..." You grumbled, assuming some of the jerks at school decided to screw with you on this fine Saturday afternoon. You jumped at the sound of something shattering to the tile floor in your kitchen. You quickly closed the door, stomping towards the kitchen.
"Candi I will put you in your cage if yo-" Stopping mid way in your rant, coming into the kitchen, and not seeing your black-furred cat in your kitchen.
But three children.
A plate was shattered on the floor right next to the counter. A boy in a orange-tan hoodie, some brown hair poked out from underneath the hood. A black mask or something covered over his face, the only thing visible was a red frown where the mouth was and two red orbs where the eyes go. His sleeves were pulled up to his elbows, and seemed to stare into your direction. The reason why he was on his hands and knees, was because another one was on his back, a jacket the same color as the boy on the floor wore, just without a hood so you could see his blonde-brown hair. He had a white mask, the features slightly feminine. A gloved hand was reaching over the counter, reaching for a lid covered plate that was against the wall, a small sticky note plastered on it that read, "Cheesecake". He looked at you as well, tensed and frozen, as if he was caught. Which he was. The third one was just a couple feet away from the shattered plate and two other proxies. He had on a hoodie as well, the sleeves striped, and the rest a light brown. He had tinted goggles over his eyes, and a mouth guard covering his mouth. He had shaggy brown hair poking out from his hood like the other one. A box of waffles were wrapped protectively to his chest, as he twitched here and there. He stared back with wide-eyes, frozen like a statue. You knew very well who these three odd males were, but you were quite sure they were a lot taller, and older than this...
"Hoody, Masky, and Ticci Toby, how the hell did you get in my house, and why are you 8 years old!?" They all seemed to exchange looks, keeping silent and not moving. You put your hands on your hips and tapped you left foot, waiting for an answer impatiently like a mother.
"Y-you let us in..." Masky, the one that was once reaching of your cheesecake spoke, looking back at you. You gave him a confused face, but then remembered not seeing anybody at your door a few minutes ago. They must of slipped past you before you saw them.
"Okay then, that leaves you three to explain why you guys are like, 8 years old." You crossed your arms, looking like a mother giving her children a good scolding. Which pretty much fit the picture, being in front of three of them. They all shrugged. You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.
"What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Slendy sent us here!" Toby chirped, doing a small bounce. They even had a child's voice. Wait, does that mean they think like children now too!?
"Why'd he send you guys here!?" You wanted to go find that tall mother-fucker and give him a good smacking, but right now, your biggest worry is why your three best friends were now children. They exchanged looks again. Masky got off of Hoody's back, letting the latter get off the floor and dust himself off.
"He said he had to go somewhere to help us grow bigger." Masky spoke. Yep, they had the minds of an 8 year old as well. -.-
"So he knows why your like this..." You mumbled. The all shrugged. Masky bounced over to you, pulling on your sweatpants with his small hands.
"(Name), can we have cheesecake pwease?" He begged, Hoody joining in. You couldn't help yourself, you broke out into a grin, the cuteness was just unbearable. you kneeled down to there size, and hugged them tightly, squealing.
"Of course~! You guys are so damn cute~!!!" You gave them one more snuggle, before standing up a walking over to the counter. You paused, eying the shattered plate. You looked back at the three, the two in the tan jackets were bouncing up in down in excitement, the third one struggling to open the box of waffles. You gently took the box from Toby's grasp, which said twitching proxy whined.
"First, I need to clean up the mess, then I'll get your cheesecake. Toby, I'll make you some waffles as well, okay guys? Just go sit at the table until its ready." Toby's mood brighten at your plan, and the three nodded enthusiastically, sprinting for the dining table. They struggled a bit to get in the chairs, being small and all, but eventually got up, having to sit on there knees to actually sit taller than the table. You went to your linen closet and pulled out your broom, brushing the bits and pieces of broken glass into a pile, before brushing it into the scooper, and then proceeded to dump it into the trash bin.
"Alright, now for their cheesecake and waffles." You brushed your hands together, moving to the counter to get the slices on cheesecake and waffles for the three proxies. You could here them cheer at the mention of there favorite food, before proceeding back to their conversation.
~~Mini Timeskip of three 8 year old proxies running across the screen~~~
You watched with slight amusement as they scarfed down the food, wondering if they are even tasting any of it, by how fast they ate. They acted as if they haven't eaten in days. Now that you think about it, how long have they been like this? The last time you've visited the Slender mansion and seen these proxies was a little over a week ago, so for all you knew, they could have been like this for a few days. They were now proceeding to lick their plates clean. Masks and mouth guard were on the table as they ate, out of there way of there mouths. After they set down there plates, letting you have a clear view of there messy faces. Sticky, brown syrup stuck around Toby's mouth, some of it on his hoodie and all over his hands, and it looked like all the cheesecake landed everywhere on the two other proxies besides there mouths. They all seemed pleased with the food and turned to you. Toby was the first to speak.
"(Naaaameeee)! I'm all sticky! I don't like it!" He complained, wiping his hands on his jeans, a pout etched on his sticky face. Then you realized.
You had to clean them. You groaned, making them turn there attention from the sticky Toby to the groaning you. You got up from your spot at the table and sighed.
"Come on guys, lets go get you cleaned." You huffed, leading them to the bathroom. They followed, three hands clutching the bottom of your sweatpants, knowing full well which hand belonged to who. Turning to the bathroom you turned on the light and headed over to the bath tub. You sat down beside it, as Toby sat on the toilet lid, kicking his legs back and forth, while Masky got on his tip toes and tried to look over the counter sink to see himself in the mirror, or look in the sink, you couldn't tell which. Hoody stood beside you, watching you turn the knobs for the faucet, letting water run through it, as you set it to a temperature they'd be comfortable with. After setting it to a nice enough temperature, you blocked the drain, letting the water fill up. Grabbing the soap bottle, you squeezed enough in, letting the tub fiz up with bubbles as the water rose. You turned to them, all of them watching the tub fill.
"Okay guys, g-get out of y-your clothes so y-you can clean." You stuttered a blush forming on your cheeks. You knew them as your best guy friends, Slender proxies, not eight year old children. They obeyed stripping themselves of clothing. They've seen each other naked before, right? Should you give one a bath at a time? Should they all go in? What do you do? You just settled on having all three go in at a time. The tub was big. You turned the faucet off once the water got high enough. You kept you gaze away from the three the whole time, very uncomfortable with this. They climbed in after you told them the okay. You picked up there dirty clothing, as they splashed around in the tub.
"Okay guys, I'll be back, I'm going to go put your clothes in the washer and then I'll come back to clean you guys, don't make too much of a mess, alright?" They nodded at your words, going back to playing with the bubbles. You smiled, heading out the door and to your laundry room.
After getting the clothes in the washer, you quickly made it back to the bathroom. Luckily, the bathroom wasn't flooded, just a few puddles here and there by the tub, and the three were still alive. They were laughing as well. Walking over, you realized what was so amusing.
Masky had soap bubbles on his chin, making him look like he had a beard. Hoody had a pile of bubbles on his head, giving him a bubble afro, and Ticci Toby's face was just covered with bubbles. They pointed at each other and laughed. You joined in, they looked so friggin cute!!! Eventually the bubbles started to drip off or pop away, and the laughter finally calmed down. You sighed, kneeling down beside the bathtub once again, and began to scrub them clean.
~~~Another timeskip of (Name) chasing three butt naked proxy children across the screen~~~~
After the happy fun time in the bath tub, you got a few different Pj's from your little brothers room, putting them on the proxies. It was already 8:30, and you were lucky you little brother was sleeping over at a friends house, but your parents said they'll be home by 10. You were freaking out, pacing back and forth behind the couch, as the three proxies were distracted my SpongeBob Squarepants that was playing on television. How were you going to explain to your parents when they see three kids wearing your brothers pajamas and masks, one with goggles and mouth guard over at your house? You were thinking different ways to keep the kids hidden, hopefully be able to get them back to the Slender mansion by sneaking them out when they go to bed. But then again, where were you to hide three children when they get back? And then again, Why the hell did Slender send them to you!? Oh right... Because no one else can do it... But why didn't he just send you over there and watched them at the Slender mansion? At least then you could make an excuse and tell your parents you were going to hang over at friends place or something! Could you say you were baby-sitting? Oh wait... Your parents know you don't do that kind of shit. Maybe-
A large yawn came from the couch, followed by another, then a third one. Then you. Damn, yawns really are contagious. That, and you were tired, taking care of three boys isn't easy. So far, you had to remake your bed, clean up the floor after Toby spilled some juice, chase them around the house because they kept chasing your cat Candi, she's now still hiding under your bed, and then had to spend a long while brushing there hair after it dried enough to brush it. They were a hyper bunch. You looked over the couch, watching as they attempted to stay awake. You couldn't help but giggle, each time their heads started to fall to the side, they'd quickly straighten up, but then start to fall again. You went around and tapped them on the shoulder, earning them to jolt up right, as if being caught slacking off.
"I'm n-not tired..." Toby, mumbled, another yawn leaving his lips as he shook his head. You rolled your eyes, but smile still broke out on your lips.
"Mmmhmm, alright, come on guys, I'll let you sleep in my room tonight, lets just hop my parents don't decide to come check up on me when they get home..." You mumbled the last part to your self, gently pushing them forward to your room, turning off the T.V and any lights you passed.
You laid them on your king sized bed(yes you have a king sized bed in the story) and you got in the middle. They all curled around you, and you put the blanket over them. You smiled, watching them drift off. Goggles, mouth guard and masks were off onto your dresser, so they could sleep comfortably. Toby was on your right, a small arm draped over your belly, his hand clutching a fistful of your shirt. Hoody was on your left, doing the same as Toby,and Masky was right behind Hoody, his arm stretching over his friend to grab a hold of your hair. You couldn't help you giggle at there sleepy actions. Candi jumped up onto you, curling up on your stomach, falling asleep with a light purr. You laid your head back onto your pillow, staring at your ceiling with a happy grin. Man, you were gonna miss this cuteness when it goes away. But you didn't even know if it ever will go away. Though at the same time, you kind of missed the older proxies more. They acted a whole lot more childish then.
"Goodnight my little proxies..." You whispered, closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep.
Your cat leaped off of the bed after a sudden change in size happened to three strangers. She scampered out, leaving three grown men and her beloved owner behind.