Painting the Town Red, A Creepypasta X Ib Fanfiction

This is a fanfiction written by John.mitchell.9210256 where it depicts the character Jeff the Killer in a romantic relationship with Mary from the 2012 horror RPG game Ib. They are both somewhat common towards one another, so this pairing could be workable.

Chapter 1: One Part's the Hotttest
Mary roamed the streets of wherever the art gallery of Guertana is alone. She was 16 and still carried around her palette knife which was in her coat pocket as she pondered about who would be able to form a romantic bond with her since everyone else at her high school were disturbed by her psychotic mindset. She just kept on thinking to herself 'Won't somebody be with me soon? Won't somebody be with me soon?'

She kept on pondering that when she suddenly bumped into someone at the age of 17. He had black hair and blank white skin. He wore black jeans, a white hoodie with some blood splots, and black sneakers with the laces soaked in a bit of blood. In the pouch pocket of his hoodie, you could make out a knife. As for his face, he had no eyelids making it look like his eyes would fall out if he were to look down (though he always wore wire-frame lens-less studio glasses and had a bottle of eye drops. However, the selling point if he were an action figure was his mouth. He had carved into it a smile, thus confusing others on the fact of whether or not he was smiling. Alongside, he had an Alaskian husky with an eerie smile. It somehow set Mary's heart on fire as if Garry burned her portrait a few years back.

"Sorry, sir," Mary apologized, brushing herself off and the potential dreamboat of hers as well along with giving his dog a quick-pet. "I was too busy thinking to myself."

"It's okay," he said. "Same reason applies for me."

"M-my name's Mary," Mary said, presenting the boy her hand. He then shook it, causing her cheeks to turn pink as if someone got the airbrush from MS Paint and used it on her cheeks. "W-what's yours?"

"Jeff," said Jeff, "and this is my pet dog, Smile." Smile licked Mary's hand with his tail wagging.

"That's a n-nice name," Mary said with a small smile and in a shy fashion, again while she blushed.

"I moved here from my parents' old house from when my father got a promotion and my brother got sent to juvie at first. How about you?"

"Well, my father once saw me when I was born, but he then died of heart failure. I was then lonely until I'd be killed, so I could join my father in the afterlife."

"Yeah, I killed my parents since they didn't think is was handsome."

"W-well, I think you are." Cue Mary blushing a deeper red. "In fact, I--"

Jeff covered her mouth with one hand thinking that she would act like one of those degrading fangirls off of DeviantART. He then walked off and uncovered her mouth.

"I'll see you around, Mary," Jeff said as he walked off.

Mary felt like she dies and gone to heaven along with her father. Far more even than Garry.