JEFF VS JASON: PASTA FRIDAY
Around a small town, Jeff was causing havoc. Killing people has become routine for him, but with all those screams and pleads for mercy, who is he to not further indulge in his own psychosis-fueled dreams? It was quite the thrill, but he needed some new material. Going into people's houses and saying his catchphrase was only fun when no one knew about him. Now with the infamy he gathered, people aren't as shocked until he starts butchering them, and that's no fun. So Jeff decided to take a breath of fresh air in the forest.
At the forest, Jeff was surprised to see a bunch of drunk teenagers living it up. Very clearly didn't care about the time and all the noise they were causing. Perhaps some easy prey would suffice. So Jeff lunged forward, baring his teeth and wicked smile. The teenagers started to scream. The killer then said his iconic and certainly not tired catchphrase: "GO TO SLEEP." The teenagers screamed and tried to fight back, but to no avail. He dodged through many different drunken punches and kicks, having a little fun as not many tended to brawl this much. "Heh. This is gonna be great! Now... OPEN WIDE!" Jeff slashed across a teenage boy's face so hard it cut off. The rest tried running away, which gave Jeff the chase. Adrenaline now pumping in his charred veins, Jeff jumped and stabbed one of them in the leg, causing him to limp further up to a lake. The tallest of the group decided to man the boat near the docks, waiting for others to join. Careening across the water as it tried to speed away from land, Jeff was ready to swim through it all and get one good stab.
Ch ch ch ah ah ah...
Suddenly the boat was sliced clean in half by a giant machete, as the passengers were slowly dragged down one by one, the black water slowly turning to a darker red shade. Jeff was pissed. No one gets to steal his kill like that! "Hey! Asshole! I'm the one who twists the knife around here!" Something began to rise out of the murky depths, a rather large person with a slightly decayed hockey mask hiding his face. "Hey, dickhead! It's not winter yet, so pack your ice skates and drown in that shitstain of a lake."
Ch ch ch ah ah ah...
The burly bastard drew an axe from behind him and threw it at Jeff. "Missed me! Now... it's getting late..." Jeff disappeared as the newcomer went onto dry land. "...So be quiet and GO TO SLEEP." Leaping behind him, Jeff aimed his knife in a manner to slice the opposer's neck off. It didn't budge. Not an inch. "What?! No matter. You will still die today." He stabbed the knife clear through Jason's chest. No avail. Jason pulled the knife out and kicked it to the side.
"You think you're REAL funny? Well, I'll be the one who's laughing." Jeff did a kick to Jason's balls. Nothing. Jason grabbed Jeff by his hair and slammed him repeatedly on the ground. Then, lunging forth, he shoved Jeff's face straight into a tree, the mark leaving a fairly amusing smile as a bleeding crater. Coughing up blood, Jeff still laughed. "You... think that's all...? I'm not going down... without a fight!" Jeff used his hands to claw at Jason's chest, but Voorhees grabbed his machete and slashed a wound into Jeff's backside.
Jeff decided to run off to catch a quick breath. Seeing Jason lumbering behind him, Jeff knocked over some rocks to slow that monster down. Reaching for a spade, he decided to wait for Jason to walk close enough as he hid in a bush. All of a sudden, Jason leapt from behind and got Jeff in a chokehold. Stabbing the spade with all his might, the younger killer made enough force to free himself from Voorhees's grasp. After dodging more attacks, it was clear Jeff was running out of patience. He took a sharp stick and did repeated jabs at Jason. A machete went and cleaved off Jeff's stabbing hand. If Jeff could scowl, he would. But instead he started growling like a wild animal as he bit down on Jason's arm, hoping it would cause some sort of reflex, some slippage of his grip on that blade. Jason instead did another huge slash, cutting Jeff across the chest and stomach.
"You know what? I don't care! You're a fool, and soon you're going to enjoy that eternal sleep..." Jeff ran and grabbed the knife as he charged at Jason. "NOW... IT'S TIME TO GO TO SLEEP! REST... IN... PIECES!!!"
From Jason's view, he could hear her calling.
"Now, Jason. The smiling fool. Show him. KILL HIM! MAKE MOTHER PROUD!"
Jason, with ease, slashed Jeff across his face, making the smiling wound ever more present. Jeff simply laughed as he thought that he survived... but then that laughter started to turn into panicked screaming. The wound grew more and more across Jeff's face until the top half of Jeff's head rolled clean off, one final pained scream and desperate struggle in vain. Dragging what remained of Jeff's body, he disappeared back into the lake. Waiting for his next victim.

Meanwhile, onlooking the whole affair, a burn victim with a clawed glove and a faceless man in a suit were conversing with each other. "Ha! Looks like that knife BITCH lost!" Freddy laughed. "Now, you know what to do. Gimme 20 dollars!" Slenderman begrudgingly gave the dream demon his pay.