Ticci Toby

The last few days have been strange; if you're wondering why, it's because you've been dreaming about creepypastas. You were already familiar with them: in high school you read, wrote, and drew stories where you teamed up with a creepypasta, but now you were in college, busy with work there. Today, when you fell asleep last night, you dreamed about them again. This time, Toby introduced you to everyone and then took you to Slenderman's office to give you your first mission. You arrived, and Slenderman asked you who you wanted to go with; you chose Toby because he was kind to you. ♡ They finished the mission and walked back to the creepyhouse. Halfway there, Toby suggested you practice punching him. You agreed, but you didn't gauge your strength. Toby fell to the ground with a bloody nose and a black eye from the blow; you went to check on him, worried. Toby was smiling as, without thinking, you put your hand on his cheek. _Don't worry, I'm fine. Toby said with a smile as he leaned towards your touch