"I hate working on weekends." Tree branches rustled as they were run across by a quick-moving boy. It was mid-summer, and he was hot and tired. "Are we almost done here, Masky?" The boy turned his head to his partner.
"Almost." The one known as Masky ran beside him. "Don't complain."
"But it's hot out!" The boy whined. His black mask was just loose enough to let air through it.
"Hoodie..." Masky sighed. "Hmm?" He looked to the ground. "Oh shit!" He quickly pushed Hoodie to the ground and hid.
"What?! What is it??"
"Shh...." Masky silenced his partner. The two looked through the tall grass as a boy, about the same age as the masked partners, walked by. He was carrying a camera and had a worried look on his face.
"Not him again." Hoodie growled. He knew exactly who it was. The boy's name was Jay, and he was looking for Masky. Well, he was actually looking for Masky's other personality, Tim. Tim and Jay were apparently friends, and Jay was desperate to find him.
"I'll be back." Masky stood.
"No!" Hoodie grabbed the back of his friend's jacket. "Don't go!"
"I have to, Hoodie." Masky brushed his hand away. "Stay hidden. Once he's on the ground, run."
"....Alright." Hoodie sighed. "Be careful." Masky nodded and climbed out of the bushes, quietly tailing the scared boy. Hoodie quietly followed, making sure that he was hidden at all times. After about a minute, Masky lept at Jay and pinned him to the ground.
"Tim!" The boy yelped. "Stop!" Jay struggled to break free from Masky's grip. "Wake up!" Soon, Jay was able to get his arms free. He pushed Masky off of him and shot up. "Hold on, let me help you!" Jay grabbed Masky's mask and easily took it off.
"No!" Hoodie jumped up. He went to help Masky, but caught the look in his eyes. Masky's eyes, which were fading from his black to Tim's blue color, told Hoodie to run. Without words, Masky was pleading for Hoodie to get away. Quickly catching the signal, Hoodie took off.
"Tim?" Jay looked at his friend.
"J-Jay...." Masky's voice softened, as Tim took his body back. "Where are we?"
"Don't worry." Jay smiled. "Let's get out of here." Jay helped Tim up, and the two headed out of the forest, leaving the mask behind. As soon as they were out of sight, Hoodie ran back and took the white mask.
"Damn it...." Hoodie growled. "Damn you, Jay....I swear, I will be the one to end you!" He couldn't explain it, but seeing Jay made Hoodie extremely angry. He sighed, and used his feet to draw a symbol in the dirt. Within a flash, Hoodie disappeared. He reappeared in front of a large house. His home, where he lived with his Master, Masky, and a handful of others. Hoodie hissed and walked to the door, to be greeted by his Master. "Master Slenderman...." He said softly.
"What's wrong, Hoodie?" The tall man asked, noticing the anger in his Proxy's voice.
"He's gone again." Hoodie held up the mask. Slenderman nodded, and took the mask. "I have to go get him." Hoodie went to turn. Slenderman placed a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"No. You shouldn't go back there now."
"You know that it's dangerous to go near Tim when he just woke up. It could hurt him."
"....I know." Hoodie sighed softly. "I'm going to bed...."
"Right. I'll be sure to tell the others to leave you be."
"Thank you, Master." Hoodie walked in, avoiding any conversations with the other proxies that lived there. He walked into his room and locked the door, then climbed into bed. He looked at the empty bed next to him and frowned. "Masky..." It was never easy to see Masky leave, no matter how many times it happened. Hoodie closed his eyes tight, feeling himself tear up. "Come back soon...."