Skull-lover1995

Child!Pastas x Reader Ch.5 You were sitting on the couch, watching some show-of course you made sure it was appropriate for the kids, you weren't going to be watching anything too graphic in front of them, Slendy would have your ass. Meanwhile the children were in three of the following rooms: the game room, the living room, or Sally's room. The young girl had gotten back sometime after you gave them all baths and... let's just say that she was really glad that she wasn't the youngest anymore. She was now playing with a few of them, probably Jane, maybe Toby. Most of them were in the game room, however Masky and Hoodie were sprawled out on t

Child!Pastas x Reader Ch.4 Dinner was just... horrible. The spaghetti was fine you hadn't managed to poison that. And you hadn't set the kitchen on fire or anything. It was just... the kids. They were so messy and... there were noodles EVERYWHERE. EVERYWHERE. And Smile had barged in and just began to lap it all up, what he could reach that is, but he just ended up tracking dirty paw prints all over the floor. The rest was splattered on the table and... on the children. BEN was the worst by far. Jane however had to be the neatest. And as you stared at their tomato sauce covered faces/masks only one thought came to mind: It was time for

Child!Pastas x Reader Ch.3 Once in the kitchen you looked through the cabinets for some noodles and other pasta making necessities; such as a pot, a big wooden spoon, and pot holders. You set the items out on the counter, filled the pot with water and set it on one of the burners. You then proceeded to open the cans of sauce. Now, there was no possible way that you could mess up spaghetti, right? You weren't... the best cook in the house, well, you were better than Slenderman that's for sure, but that didn't really say much. Last month you had attempted to make some soup... long story short you ended up calling for pizza while waving all of

Child!Pastas x Reader Ch.2 .... .... .... "That is just too freaking cute." you said to yourself upon stepping outside onto the porch. There you discovered that the dog had not been as 'immune' to the supposed 'de-ageing' storm as you had previously thought. And now sat Smile.dog, gnawing on someone's shoe, where he got it you had no clue. It was probably one of the guys', nearly all of their rooms were a mess-especially that clown's. With all of the candy wrappers and the carnival balloons. Ugh, and the bugs that were drawn like a magnet to the sugary treats and-it was just gross. Just plain gross. You were surprised he hadn't been carried