Prom and Popcorn (Trenderman X Fem!Reader) Ch. 13

“(f/n), do I have to wear this?” Trender practically whined. You rolled your eyes, knowing that if you called him out on it, he would immediately deny it. He was complaining, not whining.

“You promised me you'd help me get Micheal back,” you said. “And since prom is now not an option, I got this idea. Besides, it'll be so much funnier.”

He sighed as you pushed his arm up so he was holding it straight out. He held it there while you straightened out the fabric so it looked perfect. You stepped back to survey you hard work. “Hm, it needs a little... oh yeah!”

You grabbed the red tie that was hanging off the back of his chair and threw it at him. He caught it with his quick reflexes and heaved another sigh as he fastened it around his neck. He studied his reflection in his mirror before turning to you.

“Well, does it look alright?” He held his arms wide and struck a pose, being the diva he was. You giggled at his attempt.

“Perfect.”

He shook his head and wrapped you in a hug. “You're lucky I like you so much or I wouldn't be doing this,” he murmurs, burying his nose in your hair and breathing in the scent of your (f/f) shampoo.

You laugh again and pull away, glancing around his room. “Alright, Slender~. Let's go scare Micheal.”

-oOo-

You glance at Trender, who was standing in the middle of your living room. You gave him a thumbs up and looked down at the stairs in front of you. Taking a deep breath, you let out a high-pitched shriek and thunder up the stairs, taking them two at a time. You barge into Micheal's room, making sure the door bounces off the wall noisily. You see him jump and wrench off his headphones.

“(f/n)? What the hell?”

“Micheal! There's a monster downstairs!”

You jump onto his bed and bury your head under a pillow, thankful he was somewhat of a clean-freak and washed his sheets often.

“Ugh. Grow up, (f/n). There's no such thing as monsters. And get out of my room.” He went to put the headphones back on when Trender appeared in the doorway, having teleported from the living room. You had to admit he looked good in the suit he'd snagged from his brother, but you'd rather be with him and not Slender.

You audibly gulp and bury your head farther in, still acting. Through the pillow, you heard Micheal mutter, “M-monster...”

You smirk into the fabric of his bed, enjoying yourself. Then you heard his footsteps as he ran out of the room. Confused, you sit up to see Trender had teleported in front of Micheal's closet, leaving a wide opening for your brother to run out of.

Trender shrugged, seeing your confused look. “Why not chase him?” Then he teleported away, presumably to block the front door.

You scrambled up and ran out the door in time to see Micheal almost collide with Trender at the front door. He squealed like a little girl and headed for the kitchen instead. You laughed and followed, wanting to see what would happen.

Trender teleported once more, leaving your field of view. You dashed down the stairs and stood in the doorway of the kitchen. Micheal was pressed against the counter with a butcher knife clutched shakily in his hand, staring fearfully at Trender. The tall, faceless being stood opposite your brother, watching silently.

Then he spoke. “Micheal. Today vill not be jour last.” His voice was low, and he did a fair impression of Slender, in your opinion. “But leave knowing zhis: I know vhat jou did, and vhat jou are going to do. I vill always know zhese things. Do not zhink jou can escape me. No one can.”

Micheal gulped and ran at Trender with the knife. Trender merely caught Micheal's wrist and twisted it so he was forced to drop the blade. Then he released your brother, and Micheal fled out the front door.

Trender turned towards you, and you could tell he was smiling. You ran at him and wrapped your arms around his waist, laughing. “That was amazing! Thank you!”

He wound his arms around your shoulders and gave you a gentle squeeze, laughing as well. “You are most welcome. But can I take off this wretched suit now?”

-oOo- A Year Later -oOo-

You stared at the TV, somewhat bored. Trender was supposed to take you out tonight, but he had canceled at the last minute because of something that had come up at the store. You didn't mind too much, because he rarely pulled that kind of thing on you.

You were sitting in your apartment that was rented in your name and Trender helped you pay for. He lived with you most of the time, but payed occasional visits back to Slender's mansion. Your stomach growled and you decided to grab lunch out of the fridge.

Passing a picture frame on the wall, you paused to take a closer look and smiled at the memory. It was of your graduation day, and Trender had one arm draped lazily around you while you laughed into the camera. Splendor had thrown another party that day and you remembered the crazy night of video games and the good food Slender had made.

Moving on, you entered the tiny kitchen and grabbed yourself a sandwich. As you took your first bite, you suddenly felt like you were being watched. You suspiciously turned around to see Offender standing in the door to the kitchen. You stare at him for a moment, tensing up.

“What do you want?” you ask, still holding your sandwich. He sighs.

“I came here to apologize. I know it's been a while, but I've been thinking. A lot. And I figured out that it was wrong to mess with you when Trender had already claimed you. So I'm sorry.” He grimaced.

You relaxed slightly and raised an eyebrow. “Ok, but why the sudden change of heart?”

He shrugged. “If you become part of our family one day, I think it might be better to be somewhat friendly. After all, my brother is courting you, isn't he?”

“I guess I never thought of it that way, but yeah, he is.” You smiled slightly. “And thanks, Offender.”

He nodded once to you and teleported away. You did a quick check for any roses, but found none. Then you know he was telling the truth and you smile, heading back for the couch.

Four hours later, Trender shows up in front of you, making you jump.

“I thought you were at work?” you asked him.

“Change of plans,” he smiled, gently grabbing your arm. Everything went black, and when your vision came back, you were in a gassy clearing that overlooked the ocean after a fifty-foot drop.  A checkered picnic blanket sat on the ground, covered with some delicious-looking food and a romantic candle. The sun was beginning to set, looking like it was sinking into the ocean.

You grin and hug him. “It's lovely, Trender. I thought you weren't taking me anywhere today, though.”

“My original plans were interrupted,” he admits, leading you to the blanket. “I still wanted to do something for you, and I remembered this spot. So here we are.”

You smile and he responds in turn. The rest of your evening was spent eating exquisite food that Slender had obviously cooked for you, and laughing at the day's activities.

As the sun became a narrow ribbon just barely visible over the water and the candle was nearly burned out, Trender stood and helped you up. “(f/n), I love you, and I hope you always know that.” He got down on one knee and pulled a small black box out of his pocket. You gasped, knowing what was coming, and covered your mouth with your hands. “I want you to always be mine. Will you marry me?”

With tears off joy in your eyes, you nodded, unable to speak. He slid a beautiful golden band that bore a heart-shaped diamond with a small emerald on either side onto your finger, and kissed you fully.

What a perfect day.

~THE END~