No joke Oc's please! (Prompt in the Comments when approved)

Prompt; You are taking a walk in the forest when you hear a noise behind you. When you turn to look, you feel a sharp pain in your head and black out. When you awaken, you see her standing over you, with her arms crossed, looking directly at the well known Cryptid: Slenderman.
WWYD??
Romance is allowed.

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???:Where am i?

???: *turns her head slightly* Somewhere you should not have come dear.

???: that's a lot of places, be more specific

???: This Forest.

???: Why?

Inferno (Fern): Do you not know how dangerous this place is? *she points to the Cryptid* He almost killed you.

???: .......YAY

Slender: *laughs*
Fern: *sighs and to Slenderman* B̶̩̒̌ ̷̼̰̕E̵̳̔͜ ̸͍̃̌G̷̻͔͛̈ ̸͖̈͝O̴͚͖̕ ̷̯͘N̶̰̐ͅ ̸̠͌E̶̘͋ ̴̰̈́̔!̶̲̏!̴̘̊ *he leaves and to you* What is your name dear? Mine's Inferno, but just call me Fern.

???: Donna.

Fern: Mind if I ask what possessed you to come into this Forest, Donna?

Donna: I got lost

Fern: Hm.

Umbreon: (romance) well if it aint my bitchass short dopleganger.

Fern: *laughs* Have a nice Fall Trip?

U: ha ha, very f**kin funny. *gets up, looks at his shirt to make sure its not satined* or right, i charmed the fabric.

Fern: *laughs* Come catch me if you can!

U: hey! no fair! i cant fly! oh right i can teleport.

Fern: *laughs and flies a bit away* Come get me!

U: *teleports towards her*

Fern: *flies off again, landing to catch her breath*

U: *teleports behind her* boo.

Fern: *jumps in surprise. she whips around and punches you*

U: *dodge* jesus it me!

Inferno: Ha! As if! *she says something to the Cryptid and he leaves*

U: *stands showing hes 9'10* hey!

Inferno: Hm?

U: tf you mean?

Fern: I was speaking to Slenderman not you. However... What in the Seven Realms possessed you to come into this Forest!!

U: i usually have protections from malignants.

Fern: *rolls eyes* He could've killed you!

U: eh.

Fern: Name's Inferno, but call me Fern. Your name? Also, How the f**k are you so TALL?!

U: names Umbreon Vanta, and im tall because im a rare subspecies of elf.

Fern: Ah. How rare?

U: like one in a million.

Fern: D@mn.

U: ... you can swear, i dont care.

Fern: *smiles sweetly* Really?

U: yes.

Fern: *flares out her wings* Hm.

U: *pulls out and drinks from a hip flask*

Fern: *flies up a bit and looks at you upside down* Whatcha drinkin'?

U: hmm... i think its a vodka gin?

Fern: Can I try some?

U: sure. *hands you the flask*

Fern: *takes a swig* Mm. That's good! *she is still looking at you upside down*

U: nice trick.

Fern: *does a mid air flip* Thanks! *her ears turn red*

U: ?

Fern: *smiles*

U: *smile back, confused*

Fern: *she flies up and goes behind him, tackling him to the ground*

U: wuahgh!

(hes dum ok)

Fern: Aww!

U: hes a little shit, but i love him.

Fern: *laughs*

U: *smile*

Fern: *gives you a quick kiss on the cheek*

U: *blush* h-huh?

Fern: Just because.

U: o-oh... ok.

Fern: Sorry...

U: i-its ok.

Fern: *smiles*

U: *smile*

Fern: *gives you another kiss on the cheek*

U: myah.

Fern: *blushes*

U: *also blush*

Fern: Could I possibly meet your son?

U: hm... maybe.

Fern: Please?

Fern: *blushes* Sorry 'bout that... Something that didn't leave me after the war...

U: ah, ptsd, my old friend.

Fern: *nods* That and major panic attacks...

U: i feel you.

Fern: *smiles* Not to mention my severely quick reflexes.

U: mhm.

Fern: *gives you a hug*

U: *hug back*

Fern: Hm.. *she looks up at you* Has anyone ever told you how comforting your hugs are?

U: eh, my adoptive son has.