creepypasta

you-Mikey Creepypasta are killers, they were all just doing their own thing, Toby and Masky were walking through the forest, Ben, Nina, and Sally were playing, Eyeless Jack was talking to Laughing Jack, Puppeteer was sleeping and Cockroach was pestering him, Jeff was annoying you again, like you're short, etc., he's taller than you Jeff: What, shorty, aren't you good enough for your toy? He has your gun. Ben: Jeff, give it to him, he'll hurt you and you'll whine. Jeff: no)