"He's still out there, why?" asked Kitri.
"Is it a crime to ask? Why does he get to go outside?" Jenny snarked.
Kitri made a good save. "He just wanted to go looking for night crawlers."
"They aren't out yet, what an idiot." Jenny said scornfully.
"Not that we can see, but if you dig around a little," said Dmitri, "You might find - "
"Aw who cares about your expertise in catching worms, Dmitri?" Jenny said, annoyed.
"Always the charmer, ain't she?" Buck snickered.
Jessica got a flashlight and turned on the deck light, then went out the back door. "Sundown?"
"I'm here!" He answered.
"Keep calling." said Jessica, as she searched for him with her flashlight.
Sundown called and directed Jessica until she met him by a heavily branched tree. He darted in and out a few times among a few select branches that were about as high as Jessica's head. "In here." he said. "Shine your light in here."
Jessica did so, and her mouth fell open. "Is that a squirrel?" she asked. Thinking to herself, "You brought me out here for a dead squirrel?"
"No, it's a furby. But I can't get her out."
"Oh, wow! Jessica's mood changed to excitement. An unexpected newcomer would be a welcome surprise.
She reached in carefully with her free hand until she felt the furby lodged in the branches.
She put the light in her robe pocket and used both hands to gently work the furby loose from the tree, then she and Sundown went back into the house.
Jessica turned on the kitchen light, and looked at the furby closely.
It was all black with green eyes.
"That looks exactly like Jenny." she marvelled.
"It is Jenny," said Sundown, the real Jenny. We've been living with an impostor for a while, probably since all that weird behaviour started.
"Oh, my gosh, that explains it. Well now I have even more questions." Jessica pondered intently for a while. "Sundown, can you check her over and clean her up a bit? I'll be back soon. I'm going to let the fraud out of my room, update our friends,and we'll wake Jenny once you're through. And we're not going to let on anything when the faker comes back in the morning. Not yet."
Sundown nodded,. "No problem."
Jessica took Jenny into the front room and put her on the reclining chair, where Sundown got to work on her.
Jessica returned to the bedroom and shut the door. "Well, Jenny," she said, "Since I let Sundown out, I'll let you go too, but this will be the last time if you wake me up again with crazy stuff in the middle of the night."
Faux Jenny didn't say anything, but dashed out the window as soon as Jessica had opened it wide enough.
Jessica shut it again, and addressed the furbies. "That Jenny was a faker, an impostor. Our friend, the real Jenny has been found. Sundown is looking after her right now."
"I knew it!" Toby exulted. "Hah! I'm not going crazy after all!"
Jet winked at him and grinned. "I always said you weren't."
"Oh, wow, I sure called that one wrong," Kitri admitted. Here I thought it was the same furby all this time, being one way for months, and then showing her true colors."
"That's what I thought too," said Jessica."
"There were things about her, - or him - that made me think it was a different furby, but I couldn't make any sense of it let alone explain my feelings without sounding too farfetched." said Toby.
"So while she or he is still out there, let's make plans for tomorrow. Now that we know she is a fraud, we can step up the pressure on her."
"I was just about to do that when you called us back in here," said Toby. "Anybody remember how she mucked up some of our names? 'Christina'? 'Tobias'? Well, that makes sense."
"That's right!" said Sybil, "I remember how fake Jenny upset Tina with that Christina business that time."
Toby nodded. "The real Jenny would know our full first names."
"If she hasn't been damaged somehow by whatever trauma out there, yes. We'll find out more when she's awake." said Jessica.
There was a beaking at the door. "Jessica?"
"Yes, Sundown?"
"She looks as good as new, now can you come wake her up?"
"Sure, let's all go." said Jessica, "But I won't have her awake for long. She has to be completely hidden when the faker comes back, until and if we let Jenny confront the impostor."
So, everyone excitedly ran after Jessica, into the living room. They crowded around and all over Jessica as she picked up Jenny and sat down, holding her in her arms.
Jessica succeeded in awakening Jenny, who yawned, then asked "How did I get here?"
"Sundown found you." said Jessica.
"Found me? I was lost? In the backyard?"
"You were stuck among some trees. Do you remember anything about that?"
"Not really. I remember aiming for a jump from one tree to another, and then I slipped and lost my balance. It happened so fast, it was almost like I'd been shoved. Next thing, I'm here with you guys."
"We think you were shoved pretty hard. And it knocked you out. Now, are you hungry?"
"Yes, I think so. I feel weak."
"We'll soon fix that."
So Jessica gave Jenny all she could eat, and then said "Now, I'm going to ask you a few basic questions just to make sure you're okay, and also to find out approximately how long you were out there. Do you know your name?"
"Jenny."
"and my name?"
"Jessica."
"And her?"
"Tina."
"What's Tina short for?"
"Palestina."
"Great!"
"How about me?" asked someone else.
"Kitri."
"And me?" asked another.
"Toby."
"And what's my full first name?"
"Beethoven."
"And me?" asked yet another.
"Misty Amanda."
"Well, you obviously have your wits about you," said Jessica, "So, what time of year did you slip and fall?"
"You mean, I lost a bunch of time?"
"It's possible."
"Mid February. The day you and Kitri went to that party for a couple of your family members."
"It is a full two months later, we're in mid spring now." said Jessica.
Jenny looked bewildered. "Two months? Oh, no, I'll be in no shape to do much of anything now."
"Don't worry about that for now. You should rest for at least a day, and I mean, good rest, not stuck dormant in a tree." said Jessica. "Try not to be alarmed if you hear your name being called and answered to for the next day, Jenny. The reason you were out was another furby, who is up to no good, wanted you out of commission so he or she could pass themself off as you.
Jenny's eyes went wide. "What!? Why!?"
"I don't know why you were singled out, but it might've been an infiltration job, and the faker chose tpick on you because you look similar. But that's only a guess."
Jenny frowned. "What has this furby all done in my name?"
Jessica sighed. "Enough to make us all convinced that wasn't really you." she said. "We're not turning against you because of what that furby did."
"How did you know I was starting to feel anxious about that?" Jenny marveled.
"Because that would be a perfectly natural concern to a human as well." said Jessica. "Now, Fraud should be coming back some time in the early morning. We are going to make plans to unmask her or him in the evening when I get off work. In the meantime, Jenny, you just rest and stay hidden, and the rest of you just follow Toby's lead and put the pressure on the faker in the meantime. By the end of the day, that furby will answer for her actions." said Jessica.
"Atta Jessica." said Kitri.
So everyone got very little sleep after that, but Jessica put Jenny to sleep safe and sound in a dresser drawer full of soft, warm clothes.
The next day, Jessica left her computer on, playing a very long Youtube playlist of classical music for the furbies while she and Peekaboo went to work.
Most of the furbies were fine with that, but Faux Jenny didn't like it, and grumbled about it.
At some point, Moonlight Sonata came on, and Faux Jenny was in the kitchen getting a drink. Much to her vexation, Toby came swaggering in.
"So, Mark…" he said cheerily.
Faux Jenny bolted.
Toby was after her like a shot.
They finally stopped in the entrance area by the front door.
"What's Tina's name short for? Or is it?"
"Oh, not with the name stuff again." Faux Jenny looked contemptuously at Toby as if she thought he had some serious growing up to do.
"Well?" He insisted. "And you used to like classical music. What happened?"
"You know, you really are a pest, why don't you just leave me alone?" Faux Jenny said irritably.
"Because that ain't my style. So, Tina?" Toby prompted again.
Faux Jenny rolled her eyes. "Everybody knows Tina is the short form of Christina."
"And how about my name?"
"Unless you've actually changed yours to something really weird, you're just Toby - or Tobias."
"Wrong." He head-butted her.
"I know, Toad, or, it should be."
"Wrong. Ribbit." Another head-butt.
"Tolu."
"Of course not."
Faux Jenny tried to move off again, and kept getting buffeted and knocked off balance.
"Tojo!" she said.
"Bzzzzzt. Wrong."
"It should be, though," she said. "Your training sessions are torture."
"No worse than Kitri's, and you're still way off."
The chase continued, Faux Jenny trying to come up with the right answer, and Toby always telling her it was wrong, following it up with something physical.
Finally, he said, "Wow, Jessica sure found a good playlist, don't you think?"
"Who cares?" said Faux Jenny.
"So, give up?"
Faux Jenny rolled her eyes.
"You - don't - know." toby drawled.
"You wish." She retorted.
"You just got a big hint and you completely missed it." he said.
"What was the hint?"
"Playlist."
"Piano?" she asked.
"No." Toby chortled and fell to play-pummelling Faux Jenny.
The last few wild guesses came in a desperate rush with Faux Jenny finally having to concede defeat. "Toe-jam! Toto! Manitoba! I don't know!"
Toby released her, and this time there was no "Wrong" followed by a beaking or head-butt.
Toby couldn't do anything but roll on the floor, laughing.
Kitri came in. "Shhhh, some of us are trying to sleep." she admonished. "What's going on in here?"
Toby tried to suppress his mirth but he still couldn't get the words out, and Kitri looked on, bemused.
Faux Jenny scowled.
It took a while, but eventually Toby let Kitri in on what was so hilarious, though Kitri had to ask him to repeat himself when she couldn't understand what he was trying to say through the fits of laughter.
It was Kitri who forgot her own admonishment and let out a peal of laughter once she understood the last few wrong guesses from Faux Jenny.
It didn't take Kitri as long to regain her composure, and she looked at Faux Jenny. "His name is Beethoven Nerdby."
"That's what I meant by the playlist hint." He added.
"And Tina is short for Palestina. Our Jenny would know that." Kitri finished.
Faux Jenny scoffed at Toby. "Okay, from now on, I'll just call you Ludwig."
"Fine with me, Mark." Toby shot back with a wicked grin.
Faux Jenny recoiled, and tried to make as if the idea was childish and beneath her. "I don't know what's with you and this Mark stuff." With that, she huffed and left for the basement.
"I dunno, Mark suits that furby, don't you think?" Toby asked Kitri playfully.
"Definitely."
"I'm sure of it. She is really a he." said Toby.
"Yeah, no wonder he was so terrified of anyone getting too close. He was afraid we would find out."
"and now we have."
"Yes. He is that horrible Creepy Pasta furby. said Kitri.
Jessica and Peekaboo returned home, both in serious moods. Jessica's mood effected everyone, so dinner was a quiet affair. The only one who seemed cheerful was Faux Jenny. She kept smiling at Jessica and asking her how she was, and making various other comments in a chipper manner.
But after dinner, Jessica told the furbies that there were going to be cutbacks and down-sizing at her work, so her job was on the line.
Naturally, most everyone was sympathetic, but Faux Jenny, AKA Mark, was curious.
When Jessica said she just wanted to lie down for a while, the furbies all went to the basement, all but Mark, who stayed, watching as Jessica curled up in the living room chair, put the blanket over herself, and was soon heard sobbing.
Mark looked on with a satisfied expression, thoroughly enjoying Jessica's suffering for about five minutes or so, until he was startled and annoyed by someone returning from the basement.
Further frustrated at seeing it was none other than Toby again, he thought bitterly to himself, "Must you always be following me around, trying to ruin my life?" But Mark did his best to ignore Toby, hoping he had only come back to check on and comfort Jessica, the way he always did when she was feeling off. That was sickening enough already.
Indeed, it looked as if Toby was heading straight for Jessica's chair, as if he hadn't even seen Mark there at all.
Mark watched with a sinking feeling his private little party was coming to an end. He resigned himself to watching Jessica's unhappiness down to the very last second before it was loved away.
But at the last second, Toby turned abruptly and got a good look at Mark's satisfied expression.
Without warning, Toby snarled and lunged for Mark, slamming into him. The hit was so forceful that it caused Mark to skid right out of the room.
"Hey, what was that for?" Mark whined.
"For being a scumbag!" Toby took after Mark and slammed him again, this time, hard into a wall.
"Aaaaaack! Get of me, you brute!"
"Oh, wow, funny you should use the word 'brute' Markie."
"Get off my case for once, you creep!" Mark hollered,lunging for Toby, who dodged, narrowly escaping a nasty bite.
"Creep, really? That, coming from you?" toby retorted, then turned his back.
Mark saw an opportunity to make Toby pay for harassing him. He quickly snatched at the other furby's tail and bit down, hard.
Toby let out a series of ugly snarling screams as Mark held on and tried to drag him along the wall.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Jessica sprang up from the chair to break up the fight.
Toby struggled, but was unable to free his tail from Mark's painful grip. But that didn't make him completely defenseless. He managed to grab one of Mark's feet in his, then he sank his teeth into a toe.
Mark hollered."Cut it out, Toby!"
This caused him to let go of Toby's tail.
Toby let go of Mark's foot and commenced giving him what amounted to a furby beatdown.
Jessica took the blanket off the chair and approached carefully, knowing she would have to break up the fight before someone really got hurt. She wasn't keen on the idea that she could get bitten during the intervention, so using the blanket was her best bet.
Faux Jenny, seeing a chance to appeal to Jessica and get Toby in trouble, began wailing as if being hurt.
Toby was too riled from the painful tail-pulling and biting Faux Jenny gave him to notice this let alone show any sympathy. He only snarled back and continued with the attack.
"Enough!" Jessica yelled, and threw the blanket over the fighting furbies. Then, she felt through the blanket until she could work to separate the two forms. Only then was she able to reach under the blanket to pull Toby off Faux Jenny.
Neither furby seemed to notice her presence right away. Mark continued pulling the frightened victim act while Toby kept beaking him savagely about the face.
"Come on now, I said that's enough!" Jessica shouted. Toby, let her go!"
At feeling Jessica's warm hand closing around him at back, Toby relented, but he continued to growl and hiss.
"All right now," Jessica said firmly as she tossed the blanket aside, "Jenny, go down with the others, Toby, come with me."She scooped him up and walked back to the chair.
Faux Jenny/Mark grinned, and for once, did what s/he was told. Jessica saw this and frowned as Faux Jenny left.
Jessica held Toby, who was still growling and hissing, tail wagging furiously. "What was that about?"
"He bit my tail!" Toby spat.
"It had to be more than that. Come on now, simmer down, and tell me what happened." Jessica continued holding and stroking toby to calm him.
"He bit hard." growled Toby.
"I'm sure that's what kicked your anger into serious high gear, but I wanna know how it all started, who started it, and why."
But Toby just clammed up and continued glaring, hissing and growling.
Mark ran into Sundown on the way to the basement. "Your friend Toby's gonna really get it now.
"Oh, I'll just bet you started a fight to try getting him in trouble too." Sundown scowled.
"No, I didn't. He started in on me for no reason! Jessica even saw it. Boy, you should've seen the look on her face when she said, 'Jenny, go down with the others, Toby, come with me'. You know what that means."
"Yeah right." said Sundown.
"I'd stick around and watch Jessica read that roughneck the riot act, but she told me to go down with the rest of you.
Sundown glared. "Keep it up, pal, and Toby's not the only one who's gonna put you in your place."
"You, take me on?" Mark jeered. "You're the shrimpiest little guy I've seen next to Peekaboo, that is."
Sundown rolled his eyes. "So that's how you do it. Goad people into fighting with you so you can try getting them in trouble. Look, I'm aware I'm the smalest adult here, so you're not gonna get me provoked that way."
Mark blew a raspberry at Sundown, then went down to the basement with the others. Sundown followed.
It was a few minutes before Jessica was sure Toby had subsided enough to talk without boiling over again. "Now, tell me what that was all about, Toby... From the beginning. Who started this fight and why."
"Well, you could say he started it by making me mad,"
"I mean, Beethoven Roderick," Jessica said smoothly, "who threw the first punch? I heard which one of you made the first snarl," she said.
"It was me." Toby confessed.
"Why did you do it?" Jessica probed.
Toby looked grimly at her. "Because our assessment of that furby delighting in others' distress is bang on. He was listening as you cried. He thought you were really hurting, and he was loving it. I saw the delight in his face! Made me sick!" Toby spat, his tail began wagging again and the furious glint in his eye was back.
Jessica frowned, and kept her hold on Toby. "I was afraid of that. And just so you know, I didn't buy his crying ploy when I broke up the fight. I thought he was playing up to get you in trouble. The grin on his face just as he was leaving confirmed it."
Toby looked at her, relieved.
Jessica continued gently but firmly. "However, that doesn't mean you weren't both in the wrong. Sparring in Kitri's sessions and play fighting is fine, but beating the living tar out of someone is not, Toby, I know he provoked and hurt you, but you're gonna have to be more careful about keeping your anger from running away with you. Understand?"
Toby gave Jessica a sheepish smile. "Yeah, I understand." He said quietly. "Sorry, Jessica."
Jessica smiled tenderly and held him close to her as if he was a frightened kitten. "There, it's over now, and you're forgiven."
Toby heaved a long sigh and finally relaxed in Jessica's grip.
Jessica stroked him fervently and reassured him even more with "That's my Toby."
He purred and purred, glad to have things back the way they should be, and with Jessica not staying angry with him.
They remained that way for a while, until Jessica spoke again.
"Now," She looked around, and saw no sign of Mark/Faux Jenny. "Mark - has become a big problem."
Toby nodded. "What're we gonna do with it? It can't live here any more." he said grimly.
"What we do will depend on how he or she reacts to the Jeff mangling we will all do later tonight." Jessica replied.
Toby scowled. "Jeff?"
Jessica sighed. "I wasn't going to reveal this to anyone yet. I was hoping to have met everyone who's supposed to be on the mission, but since what you said about our trouble-maker calling on Slender Man and Jeff The Killer, it's time you knew everything about this. I have a copy of the open letter to the public Jeff posted after killing a detective, the one Hannah said he had mentioned the name Jessica."
Toby growled and squirmed in Jessica's grip.
Jessica kept holding and trying to reassure him. "I know this letter is going to be very upsetting for you to hear, but try to remember he is just blowing bad hot air. and how our furby in question reacts to it will determine whether I send him or her to Hannah's, or let you annihilate him."
"Me, or all of us?"
"You and Kitri. If Mark or whatever his name is, shows disgust, dislike and such appropriate reactions to Jeff's letter, I will send him to Hannah's because there's still a slim chance that he's not beyond all hope. If she can't straighten him out, she'll just put him into dormancy. But if he doesn't react at all, or especially if he seems pleased with Jeff, he's all yours."
"Deal." said Toby.
"We don't need any furby fans of Jeff, or furby Slender proxies, and considering what Brittany has seen of this furby's activities, not to mention what we overheard last night and what you told us about it, I wouldn't dismiss that possibility either.
"Exactly."
"Well," Jessica looked around, making sure Mark still hadn't returned, then continued. "Our Jenny may not have been up to combat training or putting on a show today, but I have a feeling she'd be happy to look after the babies. I will not subject them to this vile letter of Jeff's. And we'll get through the mangling before I confront Mark with everything we've learned about him, including his name."
Jessica determined it was snack time, so everyone filed upstairs into the kitchen, and Jessica put out snacks, as well as fed some furbies from the iPad app.
Mark decided it was a good time to bring Jessica's spirits down again. He jumped onto her shoulder and said "Enjoy these goodies while they last because if you lose your job…?"
Jessica scowled at him in disgust, and removed him from her shoulder.
"Job job job." He quipped.
"Die die die." Toby fired back.
"Shut up, Ludwig."
"Show me how, Mark."
"Cut it out, you two!" Sybil scolded, "You're acting worse than furblings having a bad day!"
All through snack time, Mark and Toby kept going at each other, until...
"Get a grip, you two!" Brittany, of all furbies, piped up in irritation.
Taken aback, Toby looked at her. "I'm sorry, Brittany." he said quietly.
Mark gloated, shooting a dirty glance at him. "Yeah, pretty bad when a kid tells you to shut up, Lud - "
"That was for you too, Jenny!" Brittany said firmly, with a stern look at Mark to match.
Mark only rolled his eyes at her and kept on trying to antagonize everyone.
When snack time was over, Jessica took Tina, Brittany, and Peekaboo to her room where the real Jenny took over their care until they were asleep and she might be called to join the others in the front room later, as planned.
When Jessica came back, she cleaned up the snack plates, then announced that although it was a day early, they were going to do a mangling.
"Oh, no, not another Hannah thing." Mark protested.
"No, Jenny," said Jessica, still pretending she didn't know his real identity, "This time, I'll read the manglee, and it is up to you guys to express your own reactions. There is no Beth or Hannah part to read."
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