*This is a crossover fanfic between two characters named Crybaby and Laughing Jack. Laughing Jack was created by Snuffbomb and is part of the Creepypasta fandom. Crybaby is the persona of singer-songwriter Melanie Martinez. I thought to myself one day “What if Laughing Jack was in Crybaby’s life?” This is Chapter Five of the series. I already made the introduction on my profile. This part of the story is based off the song “Tag, you’re it” by Melanie Martinez. I recommend watching Melanie Martinez music videos and googling “Crybaby Melanie Martinez” and “Laughing Jack” so you can know the lore of these characters. In the music video, Crybaby gets cookies and poison from the cashier. Crybaby buys the cookies, the cashier gives her poison for protection. There’s a wolf ice cream man who gives her vanilla ice cream that poisons her. She faints and the wolf kidnaps her. I think that there are different versions (both ending up with her kidnapped), but I’m not sure. In one version, she immediately accepts the ice cream. In another, she picks chocolate, but the wolf makes her choose vanilla and she relents. This doesn’t happen in this chapter. This is a fanfic, so it will be a little different than what actually happens in the music videos. Another nickname for Laughing Jack is “LJ”. Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy!*
Crybaby walked slowly, holding a box of cookies in her arms. In her left hand, she held a bottle of poison.
Crybaby got tired of looking for Johnny. She blindly ran and stopped only when it was too late.
The running starved her. She had bits of change. She went to the nearest store and bought a box of cookies. For some reason, the cashier gave her a bottle of poison.
So, Crybaby was walking back home, with her cookies and poison. It was stupid to look for Johnny anyway, when she really thought about it. Laughing Jack was waiting for her. He was probably worried sick about her.
In the distance, the ice cream music play. In any other circumstance, Crybaby would stop for ice cream, but she didn’t have any money with her, so she wouldn’t get any.
It came closer…closer…closer…
“Would you like any ice cream?”
Crybaby looked up and almost jumped back out of fright, but controlled herself.
The ice cream man was a wolf. An actual wolf.
“I-I don’t have any money.”
The wolf smiled. Crybaby bit back a scream. LJ looked scary, but he wasn’t bad. She shouldn’t judge too hard.
And yet, she had a horrible feeling about the wolf.
“That’s okay. This ice cream is free. Do you want one?”
The wolf took out a vanilla soft serve ice cream cone. It did look creamy and soft. It was free, too. She hadn’t eaten in a while…
“Sure.” Crybaby said.
She took the cone and licked the ice cream once she had it in her hands.
It was good…soft…creamy…sweet…but…slightly sour….wait…why was everything going blurry? She…she didn’t feel her legs…