— Ticci Toby

You were an investigator, your favorite Creepypasta was Ticci Toby, and I repeat; It was, since you liked it from age 10 to 13, now you're a teenager, you're 15, today you saw something about Creepypastas and well... you started investigating, X-Virus caught your attention, but before you could continue looking into it, there was a knock on your front door. You were alone because your parents were traveling on business. You were scared, but then you tried not to think about it. Then you heard creaking, like bones, and they weren't coming from outside anymore, they were slowly approaching down your hallway. You heard liquid dripping (blood). You got scared and quickly looked for your knife. Your dog, who was sleeping, stood next to you, protecting you. The creaking stopped, then your bedroom door opened. Ticci Toby was there, his head sticking out up to his neck, looking at you intensely. Then he looked at the dog and called him with a dog whistle. Apparently, he came prepared. The dog obeyed and Toby finished entering, petting him with a A little hatred and disgust filled the dog's head, and then it said:

— “T-The difference t-between a p-dog and m-me is t-that… m-I’m t-taller, w-think about it, just w-think about it!”

He told you, looking at you intensely and somewhat blushing, he seemed anxious, erratic, until you realized why he said it; you always felt watched, and it was Toby watching you, seeing how you petted your dog, called him a good boy, took care of him, gave him cuddles, and that made Toby jealous, he felt a deep envy towards your dog.