It was a cold autumn night. Jeff The Killer was lurking around the neighborhood, dressed
in a black hoodie he had put on to go unnoticed. He was determined to kill again:
he could no longer contain the thrill of adrenaline coursing through his body.
And that was a perfect occasion for another killing.
After crossing the street, a memory came back to him and he turned right towards the park.
He remembered the countless afternoons there when he was just a child; when he still had
a human heart. However, that was very much buried in the past. Now his thoughts were
only of the cold blade of the knife he was hiding under his sweatshirt.
When he arrived at the park he sat down on a bench. This time he would take it easy:
he would enjoy the process of selecting his next victim, and then corner him and savor
his fear as he took his life.
He saw several groups of teenagers and parents walking by with their children. Very appetizing,
no doubt. But it was a young man running in the park who caught his attention when he
stopped to take a breath. He would be his next target.
Jeff took a look around: no one was there. He pulled the knife out from under his clothes,
hiding it behind his back. He crept closer until he could hear him breathing heavily.
He took his last steps and, grabbing the weapon tightly, lunged at him.
He knocked him down with the first blow. He lifted the knife high, and savored the look
of terror on his face. Jeff's smile widened into an unpleasant grimace, he couldn't wait
any longer! But just as he was about to kill him, something stopped him. A radiant song
began to play in his ears, dazing him. The atmosphere suddenly became warm and glowing,
as a brilliant figure emerged from the bushes. It was... Jeff The Hugger!
He stood there bewildered, motionless, a moment his victim took advantage of to flee. Jeff
turned to the strange boy, who looked at him smiling and with his arms open. At that moment
he recognized him, and noticed how his cheeks were colored with anger. It only took him
a second to get up, ready to ram him, cut him up and leave no trace of him...
Were you expecting a normal Scary Tuesday, tiktakers? Well, today we have been invaded
by the spirit of love, and we have brought you the story of the happypasta Jeff The Hugger.
As you know from our Splendorman video, happypastas are the opposite of creepies:
stories written to make the reader happy.
Jeff the Hugger is the opposite character to Jeff the Killer, who is actually his cousin.
He usually wears jeans and an orange hoodie. His eyes are the color of a rainbow. He has
flushed cheeks, and always shows a kind expression on his face.
But apart from his appearance, we don’t know much about him. They say he is a very
kind and loving boy, and he likes to sing songs to cheer up frightened children. He
also loves being surrounded by people and making new friends. And he is famous for his
generosity: he donates money to charity whenever he can. He hates violence, and fights until
the end for his ideals.
His cousin stabbed him with a sharp knife when he met him. Jeff was left dying, bleeding
in the park, but before he died he asked Splendorman and Frown Cat for help.
Thanks to the power of love he managed to survive.
Despite what Jeff the Killer did to him, he was able to forgive him, and some time later
he bought him a new knife... but to peel fruits and vegetables, since his other weapons were
rusted by blood. Sometimes he manages to stop him from killing more people, although he
doesn't always get there in time.
His weapon is his powerful and warm hugs, which he gives to everyone he meets so that
they are happy. Although some say that his smiling character and rainbow eyes are due
to the medication he takes... otherwise he would become extremely violent.
Did you know this sweetened version of Jeff The Killer, tiktakers? It really changes the
creepy-pasta we all know, but that doesn't make it any less creepy...