How I Met the Creepypasta Gang

The Next Morning

I woke up the next morning at 8:30. I wonder if I had been dreaming. Eh. If it was, that was some dream. Glad none of it was- Next thing I knew was that Jeff was right beside me, snoring, his eyes still open. Okay... So it wasn't a dream. Well, at least I broke up a fight on my own(and for me to do that in real life is rare because I spend too much time thinking what I should do instead of breaking the fight itself). I got out of bed gently so as not to wake up Jeff. I walked out of my room and into the living room. Mom was still asleep, but I wonder where she kept his knives. Anyways, I'm hungry so I should just go eat. I made my own waffles, got the syrup out of the refrigerator, and started to eat until-
"?!?!"
Jeff was there leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"So where are my knives?"
"Why are you asking me? You should ask my mom."
Jeff groaned and then walked towards me.
"Well. Since you're already cooking, can you give me some waffles too?"
"Sure."
While we were waiting for the waffles, Jeff started talking.
(Publisher's Note: My cousin added in her name this time)
"Hey, Sophia."
"What?"
"Where's Slender?"
"Oh shall I summon Slendy?"
"...I guess."
I summoned Slendy and of course, he made a big deal out of his nickname.
"Don't call me that! Just call me by my first name."
"But there isn't anything wrong with it, yes?"
"Yes there is! Nicknames are-"
"Then how come you call me by my nickname Sophie?"
"Ummm..."
Jeff got into the conversation.
"Having a lovers' quarrel?"
Slendy and I said it at the same time-
"WE ARE DEFINITELY NOT LOVERS!"
"Okay, okay."
After that, there was a long silence between us three. Suddenly the waffles were ready.
"Want waffles?"
"Sure."