*This is a fanfic of Jason the Toymaker, a Creepypasta character created by Krisantyl. This is a snippet of his childhood from the actual origin story (or at least, how I imagined it to be). This is under my folder titled “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under my forum titled “My character designs<33[2]”. Enjoy!*

“I hope that Johnathan will be okay.” Amelia said glumly.

Jason and Amelia were on the swings at the playground. News had gotten out around school that someone had pushed Johnathan down the stairs, and he had to be taken to the hospital for broken bones.

“Some kids are saying that you pushed Johnathan. Can you believe that? Johnathan got pushed, and they’re saying mean things about you. I know you, Jason. You’re nice. You would never do something like that.” Amelia said.

Jason smiled, holding back his laughter. Of course Johnathan would shout about it for everyone to hear, and of course some would believe him.

But the important thing was that Amelia didn’t believe him! Johnathan deserved to get pushed for spending so much time with Amelia. Amelia was his best friend, and he couldn’t let anyone take her away from him.

“I hope that he gets better. He must have hit his head really badly.” Jason said, just to keep suspicions away from him.

Truth be told, he wished that Johnathan would die, along with Amelia’s other friend, Lucy.

But he couldn’t say that out loud, now could he?

“Thank you.” Amelia said, tears in her eyes, a grateful grin on her face.

He rubbed her back, attempting to comfort her. He didn’t like to see her cry, she was too sweet to cry.

He’d deal with Lucy later…