Chapter 1
Purpled, sighed and shut down the TV, this was his last night home alone as Sam and Rambo went to go pick up Tommy and Tubbo from the train station.
It had been weeks since the two boys has been home as their teacher Mr. WasTaken was being strict on them and making them stay for another week, doing homework.
Sam trusted Purpled enough to stay home alone for three days as Ranboo had terrible sleep walking and would just move everything around.
They had learned that the hard way, but it’s been months since that happened. Sam still has his worries and took Ranboo along with him.
He had just finished seven horror movies, none of them were good of course. Just cliche things, murderer next door shit.
Purpled groaned walking upstairs to his room, laughing as he reached the door.
“Oh shittt- she was so dumb!” Purpled laughed out, not that it mattered, no one was home.
Laughing his head off, Purpled walked into his room, now noticing how dark a right corner looked more darker than usual.
“I’ll have to light it up...oh well. I’m tired-”
Changing into just shorts and a tee shirt he headed out of the bathroom and into his room. Where he started noticing a dark space, it seemed to be watching him, or following him around.
‘Kinda creepy...oh well.’ He thought, staring deep into the corner, glaring at it in a way.
Turning around he headed to his door, laughing at the dumb movies he just watched thirty minutes ago.
He wandered over to his bed, laying down and pulling the purple blankets over his body. As he was turning to turn off his light, his eyes wandered to the dark corner, except, it wasn’t on the right side.
Breathing slightly going faster, Purpled slowly turned around looking to the left of his room. And there it was, the darkest corner in the house. Staring at him with two white eyes, purple eyes widening slightly.
“Haha...uhh…” Purpled chuckled out, nervous.
The white eyed corner didn’t take it lightly he was laughing and started moving around the walls. Going to the upper left corner, right near Purpled.
“HAHA...oh god. Uhh...BadBoyHalo? Is that you…?” He asked, gulping whatever courage he had in his body.
Growling came back as an answer as it jumped up from the corner, right onto Purpled’s bed. The boy slowly turned around, refusing to look at it’s bright wide eyes, as he had drank down a speed potion he lept up from his bed.
Running down the carpet stairs, tripping on the bottom one which led him crashing into a glass vase.
Blood running down his forehead he stepped on a glass shard and ran to the kitchen where the nearest phone was, Purpled had accidentally left his in the garage- which was currently closed as it was night time.
Suddenly the white eyes appeared in front of him and he wanted to let out a scream of terror, but he couldn’t, those white eyes were so…memorizing to him in a way. How blank the eyes looked.
‘It’s a fucking trance...ughhh...Sam hurry up..’ Purpled thought, trying to move his arm he accidentally lifted to high up and hit the black shadow. ‘Wasn’t this one of the movies that I just watched…?’
The monster yelled out in pain, sensitive. It suddenly -like upstairs- launched itself at the boy who barely knew what he was trying to figure out. Leaping back to life Purpled swing as he grabbed something random from the kitchen counter.
A butter knife.
“YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” Purpled yelled as he swung blindly at the black thingy.
Trying to keep his cool, he eyed the phone which was just a small run away. ’Maybe...but what about this….thing. If I could stab one of the eyes, I may make it.’
Taking a deep breath, Purpled leaped at the shadow, aiming the butter knife at one of the white eyes, sinking the knife into the eye.
Making the shadow scream in pain. Leaping across the table -knocking down three vases, and a plate- he reached the phone and quickly dialed Sam’s phone number.
“Huh...Purpled? We’re almost there, don’t worry. Just thirty minutes, they got here quicker than expected..” Sam mumbled through the phone, no doubt he was tired.
“P-please hurry...OH GOD NO-” Purpled dropped the phone in fear as the shadow traveled on the walls, realizing he didn’t have the butter knife anymore Purpled wanted to scream.
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“PURPLED?! ARE YOU OKAY?!” Ranboo yelled through the phone. “Sam- he’s not replying1 hurry up!”
A muffled voice came back through the phone, guessing it was Sam. Purpled turned around as quick as possible, and yanked one of the kitchen drawers open. Looking down on it, it was spoons and forks. “YOU GOTTa BE KIDDING ME NOW! HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO USE THIS?!” Purpled screamed at the fork.
“PURPLED? WE’RE ON THE STREET! ALMOST THERE- SAM GO FASTER.”
The shadow lept back on him and grabbed his neck, tight. Not feeling his breath, Purpled started panicking looking sideways at the fallen fork.
His hand reached up and stabbed one of the white eyes that was staring down on him.
As the shadow yelled in pain he scrambled towards the fork and grabbed it, turning back around he tried to grab the monster. Which he did, and held the fork above one of its eyes, swinging it down into the white eye.
It yelled even louder and he pulled the fork out, facing the other one which widened slightly. Purpled screamed as the monster suddenly yanked their arm around the neck.
He heard the car doors slam and gasped, trying to gather some sort of oxygen. The door opened and he heard two pairs of foot steps running to the kitchen.
Purpled looked down, it wasn’t a monster.
It was a guy wearing a black hoodie and a black mask.
A robber.
