Creepypasta - What Does the Fox Say? - Masky (1/2)

“(y/n)?” You heard your name being called and looked up from your phone. “Yes?” You responded trying to sound like you were listening to what the teacher was saying. “What is you’re funniest memory that happened this year? It could be something that happened in school, or outside of school.” The teacher replied. Oh. Yeah. It was the end of the school year and after summer you were going to be a junior in your high school, so now you had to come up with a memory, the funniest one? That was hard. You had a LOT of funny memories from this year at ‘home’. You lived with quite a lot of people. There was EJ, LJ, Jeff, Sally, Phobia, Katie, Masky, Hoodie, Slender, the list could go on and on.
That’s when you thought of that one time when you terrorized your crush with that song.

What was it? Oh. You giggled at the thought of it.

What Does the Fox Say?

~Flashback Time!~

“Masky, give it back.” You demanded, stomping your feet.
“(y/n), you are acting like a child~”
“Well so are you!” You retorted as you crossed your arms. He stole YOUR cheesecake. You had claimed it last night at dinner, in front of everyone, and everyone you lived with would say that you were dangerous if someone stole something of yours. Especially cheesecake.

Damn you loved your cheesecake.

Masky and Hoodie were the only ones who would die over cheesecake. Well… you pondered on it for a moment. Maybe Phobia would too. She likes cheesecake, she said that a few times, but she never really proved it in any way. //Little did you know that said pasta bought a whole cheesecake every Friday and kept it in her room, stored in a mini fridge, beneath her bed that not even Slender knew about.//
Back to your little argument or whatever it is -
“Masky~” You grew an evil grin and leapt towards the masked person in front of you. “GIMME MY CHEESECAKE!” You screamed.

“HOLY SHIT!” He screamed back, seeing your flying figure coming towards him.
“Ow.” You groaned hitting the floor, seeing as Masky dodged your air attack. Said cheesecake freak was making a run for it outside.

Oh no.

That cheesecake stealer was NOT, N-O-T NOT. Going to get away with YOUR cheesecake.




Let the Masky hunt begin.