Slenderman Search Party

“Be careful with that camera!” Regal ordered, “it’s worth more than that outdated sudan you call ‘home’.”

“Maybe it can buy you a better personality then!” Miya fired back.

Regal snarled. “Just pick it. God, I can’t believe Professor Madison assigned us to be on the same team.”

“Never thought a pair of straws could bring me so much misery.”

“Did you two set up the cameras yet?” Liza asked as she and Tyler retracted from the woods’ shadows.

“Well, maybe if Miya was less of cultz!”

“Or, if Regal actually helped for once instead of flaunting how much more money he has than the rest of us!”

“It isn’t hard to have a lot more money that you, peasant!”

“That’s it!” Miya pounced at Regial.

“She’s gone feral! Tyler, help me!”

Tyler shrugged and took a step forward. Liza outstretched an arm to stop him. “Ty, don’t. He was asking for it.”

Miya’s extended fake nails clawed at Regal, knocking his high prescription glasses off his face. “Oh, would you stop trying to rack up booty points with your girlfriend and help me!”

Straightening his posture, Tyler said, “no, I don’t think I will.”

“Tsk.” Regal’s hand searched the ground below him, looking for a dirt patch in the thick vegetation. He grabbed a fistful and flung it at Miya’s eyes. She screamed as the particle violated her retinals. Scrambling to his feet, Regal dashed away from her, not even bothering to grab his lenses, and hid in the dense treeline outside the clearing.

“Regal!” Liza called out. “Would you get back here! We need to stay as a group! The woods are dangerous!”

Miya sat up. “Why are we even in the woods?”

“To see if we can film Slenderman.”

Miya cocked her head. “Are you being serious right now?”

“As serious as the Tooth Fairy is about cavities!”

Turning to Tyler, Miya whispered, “is she being serious right now?”

“Yes, actually.” He replied.

“You need to go and apologize to Regal.” Liza ordered.

“What? I thought you were on my side?”

“I’m on the side of whatever gets this project done the fastest so we can avoid being murdered.”

“Then you probably shouldn't go into the woods at night for a Slenderman search party.” Miya grumbled under her breath as she stood up.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. I’m going, I’m going.” She brushed the dirt off her jeans and set out for Regal.

Cupping her hands to her lips, Miya hollored, “Regal, where are youuuuu? Get your baby ass back here so we can finish this project already!”

Groaning, Miya ushered to herself. “Ugh, why did I take a filming class for a business degree?”

“Because the stench of your poverty made your brain malfunction.” Regal answered from the shadows.

Striking her hands on her hips, Miya snapped, “that didn’t even make any sense. Get over here, you dunce.” She pulled his glasses out of her pocket. “I got your glasses, four eyes. Don’t know how you even got this far without them.”

“A tall park ranger was helping me.” Regal replied, walking into the moonlight.

“Park ranger?” There are no park rangers here.”

“Yes there it.” Regal gestured to a long, dark figure emerging from the woods.

Miya’s eyes widened in fear. She gasped and dropped Regal’s glasses on a forest ground. “Regal, t-that’s not a park ranger.”

“Oh? Then who are they?”

“Slenderman.”

Bonus: Sitting in a well lit TV station, Miya sipped on Regal’s overpriced coffee that she swapped for hers when he wasn’t looking. The TV host, Jake Jacobs, beamed over at the trio: Regal, Miya, and Slenderman.

“And that’s just a fascinating story about how the three of you met. Don’t you think so, Slenderman?” Jake Jacobs asked.

“...”

Jake Jacobs slapped his knee and burst out laughing. “Classic Slendie!”