Kichert. (Slenderman x Reader x Splendorman)

He twitched as he heard another sound come from outside his window. He pushed up his glasses and burried his face further into his work, his writing became harder and faster. The sound of pen against paper could be heard through-out his now silent room, which he was great full for. Releasing a sigh, he rubbed he bridge of his nose and sat back in his chair, letting the warm breeze roll through the open window.

He had work piled on his desk that he had to get done. Even if he didn't want to he had too. He looked out the window and watched the breeze blow through the leafs on the tree, wondering what it would be like if he could just-- No. He had to work.

He leaned back over, looking hunched because of his abnormal height. Staring down at his work, he clicked his pen and started again, enjoying the silence. Two more giggles broke through out the air, into his window. He dug his pen into his paper a bit to deep, tearing the paper a bit. His teeth grounded together and his fingers twitched, along with his eye.

But he continued to ignore it as he went on with his work, trying to get it done as soon as possible, but he wanted it done right.

He got out a new sheet of paper to start over, but his frustrated demeanor said otherwise. His work was piled to ceiling - metaphorically speaking - and it was a beautiful day out, nature was full bloom in the woods. Where do you think he wanted to be? But, not only did he have work he had to deal with -- A few more giggles came. That!

He shook his head. No. He would get through it and he could take a small short break at lunch, which was in.. He looked down his watch and chocked on air. Three hours!? Okay, okay. He got his breathing back to normal and set back on his papers. He can last Three more hours, it's only three, not that long.

He clicked his teeth together, setting back at his fast pace. When more, louder, giggles erupted, he accidentally broke his pen by pushing down to hard and now there was a long line of ink across his paper, it was ripped and he had written so much. He clenched his teeth together and growled.

When he had told you and Splendorman to do something creative he did not mean sitting outside his work rooms window and giggling like it was your jobs! You two were outside to not bug him while he worked, but you seemed to only be making it worst. Thought you acted like it, it was not your soul purposes to annoy him and today was the worst day to do it.

As soon as another girlish giggle came through he roared, flipping over his desk, breaking, tearing and spilling everything on it. He shook out of anger and a ripping sound of fabric was heard as his tentacles flew out of his back and connected to the window sill, pulling him over. A cracking sound was the result of him gripping the sill too hard as he leaned out it.

If he had nostrils or ear holes, steam would surely be coming out of them. "Was in der hölle macht ihr zwei!?"

You and Splendy had just finished hanging up the larger banter when you heard Slendermans out-raged yell. You both quickly turned around, looking up towards the window to see the angered being seething and... climbing out the window?

He quickly climbed out his window, using his tentacles to help along the way. Once he was gracefully on his feet then he stomped over to the two of you, who were wide-eyed and taking steps back. But he was so angered he didn't notice, nor did he notice the decorations covering the trees, the big cake with various of other foods atop the long table,the old record player beside the dance floor, or all the presents on another table. "I zought I told you two to be quiet vhile I vorked!"

You frowned and let out a sigh, crossing your arms. "Slendy!-"

"Nein!"

Splendorman decided to speak up too and get his brother to listen, but failed. "Brother-"

"I said 'Nein'! I don't vant to hear your... excuses?" He started to look around while he was yelling and finally noticed it all, also hearing the 20's music in back ground. "Vhat.. Vhat-- He looked up, noticing the banter hooked to two trees in the front, reading the words he felt something warm stir in him, but also.. guilt?

'Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, Der Großmann!~'

Silence.

He wasn't sure what to say exactly. You both had remembered and you were throwing him a party. The two of you were doing something nice for him, something no one else did and he came out and yelled for bugging him because you were giggling? He sighed and slumped his shoulders. He couldn't even have just dealt with the giggling like any one else would have.

He cringed at a thought. But he isn't at all like anyone else is he--

His thoughts were suddenly cut of by two pairs of arms wrapping around him. A small pair around his waist, your head snuggling into his stomach. Another pair around his shoulders. And a chorus of, "We love you, Slendy!"

His heart pounded and he actually felt, Happy..