Nice: Hey guys! So, last time I left you with a- oh wait, no I didn't.
Yami: Didn't what?
Nice: I didn't leave them with anything spicy last time. It got kinda spicy with the little lime but then it was a note after that. I mean, if you go read the lemon that was on my other profile, I guess you were left with spice.
Yami: Hey. *Tugging on Nice's shirt*
Nice: Well, should I count those as canon?
Yami: Heeey.
Nice: Yeah, I should-
Yami: HEY!
Nice: Ah! Yami! What is it!?
Yami: When are you gonna give me a remodel!?
Nice: A remodel?
Yami: Yeah! Remember your little reminder to update my design?
Nice: Oh right! Well, I'll put that at the end of this chapter or the start of the next. Enjoy!
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Y/n's POV
After the other night with Benny, I noticed that Jackie was hanging around near me a lot more. She never directly interacted with me, but she seemed to be watching me. I decided today I'd figure out why she seems so... Weird towards me. I feel like I'm doing something wrong...
Y/n: I'm worried about her...
Jane: Worried about who?
I looked to my left to see Jane leaning against the counter with a glass of water.
Y/n: Hey Jane. I'm uh... I'm just a bit worried that Jackie has something against me.
Jane: Jackie doesn't hold grudges for anything.
Y/n: It's not so much a grudge, it's more like... Like I'm constantly doing something to be unapproachable from her view.
Jane sighed and walked up to me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders in a comforting way.
Jane: She doesn't have anything against you, Y/n. Jackie just has a hard time adjusting to new things. She didn't get comfortable with Clockwork until almost 2 months after she joined. And now look at them.
Y/n: I've been here for three and beyond our first introduction, she's not said a word to me.
Jane: Maybe you can ask her.
Y/n: Right, because cornering a demon girl and telling her to talk to me is such a good idea. I mean, what if I freak her out? I'll just make things worse...
Jane laughed for a second before composing herself again.
Jane: Jackie doesn't get freaked out. She's in her room. Try bringing her coffee. She likes it black.
Jane then left me in the kitchen. I bent over the counter and sighed. I then got to work on making some coffee. I took the grounds and started boiling some water. I put some grounds in a coffee press and waited for the water to boil. I was getting impatient with the electric boiler so I took it off and opened the lid, blowing some fire in. The water came to a quick boil and I poured it into the coffee press.
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My Kind Of Hell! (Male!Reader x Fem!Creepypasta)
FanfictionY/N is a young guy, only 17. He attends school in a small town on the edge of a large forest. As long as he's been there, people have told him to steer clear of it. People used to say that if you went too deep into the woods, you'd never come back...
