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the fics that I want don't exist. so FINE! I'll do it myself~ mostly furry, monster fucking, and lot's of gay sex. but I'll also do some SFW stuff. I'll be up for requests, just as long as they're for fandoms I'm in! (FNAF, undertale, Willy's Wonderland, etc.) just ask, and I'll see what I can do for you!

[glitterdragonthegreatprotector]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Undertale (Video Game), Five Nights at Freddy’s Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Narrator

[sweet-and-insane]

ONE LAST ROUND: A HELLO PUPPETS FANFIC

Written by me

Ghost Written by @glitterdragonthegreatprotector

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"Annnnd checkmate."

Owen quickly cornered the king on the board. He sits awkwardly, the bord placed diagonally to accommodate for his son.

Mortimer takes the loss with a smile, letting out a cheerful, hearty Handymen laugh. "Hah! You win again, father! But just you wait! Me beating you is written in fate!"

"Heh. Maybe tomorrow you will."

Owen starts to sit up, making the puppet grow anxious. The wooden magician grabs at his shirt for attention. "Hey, come on, now! Why not one more round?"

Owen sighs, tired from the work of the say, and playing these games with his wooden son. "Morty, you said THIS was the last round."

"...No I didn't."

Owen rolls his eyes. The lie is plain as day. "Mortimer, I CLEARLY remember you saying that this is the last round."

The puppet looks around frantically, holding his hands up in surrender. Trying to play it off like he's innocent. "Now, let's not fight! Surely you aren't remembering things right!"

"Look, even if I AM wrong, it's getting late. We've got a big day of filming tomorrow and it's important that we get enough sleep."

The human yawns, not noticing the puppet anxiously gnawing on his wooden knuckle. He sees Owen reach for the case, and he grabs his shirt again. Giving it a small yank, throwing the man off balance. "...A-And since when were YOU concerned about sleep? Last time I checked, YOUR sleep schedule wasn't exactly clean."

The man stumbles, but regains composer. "Since I brought you to life. Gotta set a good example for my son."

He pats Mortimer's shoulder, before opening the case. He slowly puts Mortimer inside. "Now, back into the case you go-"

Before he could take Mortimer's off, the puppet jolts his body to the left, pulling the man's arm and having the two tumble to the ground. "NO!"

"OW! Fuck! Mortimer, what the hell-?!

The puppet shakes as his father shoots him an annoyed glare. He hugs himself and shakes his head. "I REFUSE TO GO BACK IN THERE-!"

Owen practically growls. "What's gotten into you?!"

If tears could come from his wooden sockets, there would be rivers rushing down his face, creating pools filled with wet fear on the floor beneath them. "I don't want to go back! I'll do anything, Father! Just don't put me back! Please!"

Owen's face softens. "...Mortimer, I..."

"...Please..."

The puppet gives him puppy eyes, which would be funny on his old man face, if he wasn't so desperate. Owen sighs with defeat. "...Alright... You don't have to go in the case tonight... But can you please tell me why you reacted that way...?"

Mortimer tries to find his words. He reaches for them, and his father. But then pulls away, hugging himself again. He turns away, averting his eyes. "...You won't understand..."

Owen puts a free hand on Mortimer's shoulder. He pats him three times, reassuringly, before pulling the puppet into a hug. He rubs his back. "I can try..."

Mortimer sighs, and buries his face in Owen's chest. He clings to his shirt, letting out a shakey breath. "...Because you can't wear me when I'm in the case... And when you can't wear me, everything goes dark, and that darkness never ends... I hate it... I hate it so much..."

The poor puppet sounds scared, defeated... Owen's heart breaks, hearing him like this. "...I'm so sorry... I wish I didn't have to leave you like that... But we can't risk anyone finding out about you... Who knows what will happen...?"

He clings closer to Owen, and let's out another shakey sigh of defeat.

"...I know..."

Owen gets up, and sways in place. Rubbing the puppet's back. Rocking him gently like an infant. To an outside viewer, without context, this would look silly. But a father needs to be there for his son, and right now his son desperately needs him. "...I'll try to find a way to keep that from happening, but until then, you need to be brave for me... You're a brave boy, aren't you, Morty?"

Owen and Mortimer pull away a bit from the hug. The puppet still clinging tightly to his shirt. "Heheh... I suppose so..."

Owen smiles at the puppet, and starts walking away from the case. "Now, would you like to sleep with me tonight?"

"Yes... Thank you, Father... Thank you..."

The puppet wraps his arms around Owen's neck, similarly to how a tired toddler would hug their parent as they begin to doze. Mortimer closes his eyes, nesting himself deeper in his father's embrace.

[glitterdragonthegreatprotector]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dark Deception (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: lucky the rabbit (Dark Deception)/Tsuki Characters: Lucky the Rabbit (Dark Deception), Hangry the Pig (Dark Deception), Penny the chicken (Dark Deception), Malak (Dark Deception), Tsuki the moon woman (oc) Additional Tags: OC X CANON Summary:

Lucky never had a soft spot for mortals. Never did. That was more of Penny’s territory. No, he was a sick and sadistic killer. Created as a cartoony mafia boss type of rabbit, that never loses. So when coming across an odd mortal, he never thought he’d lose so much to her… His loyalty to Malak, his ability to think in her presence, his heart… He needs to make a decision and fast. Help the mortal escape and find her way home, or keep his new love and joy in Joy Joy Land forever…

[gds-fanfic-blog]

The note (fnaftale)

It had been many years since Michael's murder. He had long since became an angel, like his mother had. His father is hopefully burning in hell by now, for killing him and his friends...

He had a small house in heaven, where he slept the nights away when God didn't need his services. Letting his mind sink into tranquility.

While in his house, he accidentally knocked over some papers. Going to pick them up, one catches his eye. He has no memory of this note, but it looks important. It's his mortal writing, messy and imperfect. Like he once was. But not anymore, God made him perfect now after all. He reads the note over. Finding that it's a letter to his current self.

"Michael, if you're reading this, it's likely you're already gone, but I'm hoping this letter will still reach some part of your mind.

I'm you from before you joined the hivemind. I don't know how much you remember from before than, but I'll tell you what God is making me forget."

....God made him forget something? It was probably a memory full of sin, that needed to be terminated. If this note has something that will jog his sinful memory, he'll have to have God wipe him clean again.

"I fought hard to save my friends and mom, to get us out. But he's God, and I'm just a kid. I can't save the others, and I can bearly save myself."

Save? Why would he need to save himself from God? God is good, and the source of all his happiness! He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father.

....He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He continues reading.

"Things are a blur, and I'm not sure how long I can stay myself. I think it's time I give up. I've tried everything, and nothing good comes out of it. I just end up getting tortured."

He had... faint memories of what he endured. Most of those memories had been purged though. All of the torture was necessary, for he had inner demons that needed to be dealt with.

"There's nothing I can do except hope. Hope that someone else, someone stronger, can free us. You may not remember that hope, but I held onto it until mentally couldn't any longer. We'll be saved someday, whether we want it or not, we'll be saved. If you can't remember the fear and pain, at least remember the hope. When we're saved, remember this letter. It might help you with your recovery."

Michael chuckles to himself. His sinful thoughts made him act so strange! There is no one to "save" him, and no need to be saved from literal paradise! He has no reason to base his hope on sin anymore. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope.

"I think I'm going to end this letter here. I'm getting tired, and this dream may be my last before I'm a completely different person. Goodbye, Michael. I wish you well."

He smiles softly. He sounded like he was waiting for his execution day! How amusing... having God fix his head was no different from going to the doctor. He gets an idea, something that he hasn't done on his own in centuries, and starts writing.

"Dear Past Me.

It sounds like you went through quite a bit of trouble. I'm glad you aren't suffering anymore though. Sure, what God did for us to be happy is scary to humans, but it all turns out fine in the end. Even if you STILL would think it's bad, I'm happy. If I'm surviving and happy, than surely the both of us are winning somewhat. As for the hope that a someone will "save" us, however, I doubt it. God has never lost a battle. You'd have to be another God to even stand a chance, and as far as I know, he's the only one. But I'll keep this paper in mind if that ever DOES happen. I just hope that the both of us will still find love and happiness in the aftermath."

A voice invades his mind. The voice of God. "Michael, what are you doing in that hut of yours? Come hither my child, I have a job for you."

He nods in acknowledgement of the Lord, and finishes his response.

"Anyway, I ALSO need to end this response. God just called me over. Says he has a job for me. Goodbye, past Michael."

He flies out of his house, towards the throne of God, laughing a bit to himself. Freedom? Who would want that? He is but a foolish sheep, with a kind and patient shepherd. He is no longer afraid, and he's eternally happy to serve under the Holy Father. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy.... He's happy.... He's happy....... He's happy....... He's happy...... H-he's happy... right....?

.....he'll need to have this sinful thoughts of doubt purged again. He has no reason to be afraid.

(Credits to @sweet-and-insane for the two notes Michael wrote!)

[gds-fanfic-blog]

Copy Cat! ...Or Bear-

[Based on @shifter-au AU. The idea of shape-shifting monsters was too hard to pass up]

It had only been 100 years after Fredbear and Springbonnie had been powered back on. Fredbear had minor memory losses, due to some events on the surface. Unfortunately, he still remembered Charlie's murder... The first death he witnessed before he understood the concept of dying.

Then there was his father’s suicide that stuck with him. Nightmares echo both of their screams.... Henry’s screams and sobs in pain, and Fredbear's own pleas and apologies to his father. Asking if this was death, and begging the poor man not to leave like his little sister did.

Two of the people he loved the most is gone, and have been gone for years. At least he still had his brother, Springbonnie, right?

Wrong... Something happened on the surface while Fredbear was shut off. Springbonnie witnessed his own father being springlocked, and was left in a back room for 30 years. His mind ended up repressing everything, including himself. Mentally, he was a child. Mentally, he was no longer Springbonnie...

He was no longer the bunny Fredbear grew up with. They are gone. Fredbear's younger sibling is gone, but they doesn't realize they need to say goodbye.

Fredbear tried his hardest to love Spring, with all his heart and soul. But this wasn't Spring. This was a stranger, that can't walk, talk, or play. They can't remember the good times he had with their brother...

Fredbear tried everything to make Spring remember, but nothing worked... he just wants the pain to stop...

He walks through Lilygear searching for something. "Hello? Anyone here? Just a fun and LOVEABLE guy passing through!"

This caught something's attention. A dark colored monster shifts into Fredbear's form. "Hello there, stranger..."

"Oh! Heya! Wow... a splitting image. Just like looking in a mirror!"

"Heh, thank you... you said that you were fun and LOVEABLE, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I did. I got a lot of friends back in town that really care about me, and I have my little brother with me too..."

Fredbear sighs sadly. "But... things have been hard with me and my bro... so I'm really happy if found you!"

The other "Fredbear" blinks, and stares at Fredbear for a moment. "Happy? Ha... you have no reason to be happy to see me... do you even have a clue of what I am...?"

The creature smiles, twisting Fredbear's face. Fredbear in turn smiles back kindly. "Yes I do actually. Read up on your kind at the local library. You're a shifter, and you can help me!"

"...what- wait wait wait- I'm confused... how am I going to help you?"

"Well... it's simple really! I'll be your host, and you can take care of Springbonnie! You need to feed on the love of others, and Spring will love you with all his soul!"

"....you ARE aware that as my host you will die, right-"

Fredbear beems. "I know! And that's the best part!"

The shifter is taken back. "....what....?"

"Well... I've been... meaning to uh... well... I'm sure you can guess at this point-"

"But why...? You said that there are people that love and care about you, a-and you have your brother to care for!"

"See... the people I care about the most... They're gone... some in more ways than one... my father and sister... They're both dead... and Spring...? I... I-I can't bring myself to love him anymore... something bad happened, and he factory reset... it's like he's not even the same person...."

He sets Spring down, who starts playing with some dirt. "....not their fault... but I can't love him... it hurts too much... everything hurts nowadays anyways..."

Fredbear smiles at the shifter. "That's where you come in! You'll be able to love him! He can grow up with someone that can care about him! He doesn't deserve me... not with what I really think about him anyways.... he won't notice! A-and he'll get a chance at a happy family!"

Oil droplets form in Fredbear's eyes. "H-hell, I don't think anyone will notice I'm gone! Not as important as they say I am after all... my life ain't much... but you can have it. Not even worth a ball of shitty lint, but h-hey, you'll be fed..."

"Well... if you are certain this is the path you wish to take."

The shifter turns his small paw into sharp claws. "Are you ready...?"

"N-not yet, just give me a moment-"

Fredbear approaches Springbonnie. "Heya bro..."

Spring gently places his paw on Fredbear's face. The tired bear chuckles. "Heh heh... I know I know... ya love me... listen Spring, I know... ya probably don't understand me that well... You're still learning after all.... but.... I care about you... I know I yell a lot, I make ya cry, and I.... I say how much I hate you... I-I sometimes even hurt you when I get mad but... none of that is your fault, but I can't handle it... but, from now on... I'm going to change.... I'm going to be a better brother, and you won't even remember a time when I showed ya any hatred.... I'm so sorry... for everything I've said and done.... I love you more than stars.... I love you more than the sun... from now on, I'm going to make sure ya believe that...."

Oil streams from Fredbear's eyes. Springbonnie gently wipes his tears. Fredbear wraps his arms around Springbonnie, giving him the tightest bear hug he can muster. ".....You're the greatest brother I could've ever had... I'm going to return the favor... if ya ever find out what I did... I'm sorry, but this is the last bit of true love for you I could give...."

He nuzzles Spring's head, and releases from the hug. He turns Springbonnie around, who goes back to playing in the dirt. Fredbear re-approaches the shifter. "Ok... think I'm good now. Ready when you are..."

Fredbear shuts his eyes tight, as the shifter raises his claw. Dust fills th air, and disperses. Fredbear goes to pick up Spring. "...I promise "bro"... I'm going to take good care of you..."

Fredbear leaves for home carrying Spring, leaving some clothing and dust behind....

[gds-fanfic-blog]

Malak x Lucky the Rabbit x Goldwatcher x Male!Reader: Deep In Demons (NSFW)

Malak POV:

No... NO. This.... This isn't happening!!! I watched as the ring was completed by that wretched witch, and her mortal pet. My minions and daughter cowered away, as my power was taken from me. I felt.... Weak. "HA HA HA HA!!! Oh! Oh Malak! You have lost! I feel.... So powerful!"

"oh you W-WITCH!" I snarled at her. She smirked down at me.

"Was that a stutter, love? You're afraid? I mean, for good reason demon."

I turn, with a slightly pleading look to the mortal that had made this possible. The one who ruined everything. "Do you have ANY IDEA on what you have done Y/N?!! She now has the power over my realms! She has no use for any of us! You'll be killed with the rest of us!!!"

He had defeated me before... Perhaps, if I could convince him to at least THINK of how Bierce is going to betray him- "oh please. This again? I had promised to make Y/N's dreams come true. To grant any wish he has. I plan to keep THIS deal, given that there isn't any way for him or I to suffer~"

....Interrupting my thoughts? How dare she?! Well.... I'm not really in the best place to insult her. I'm at her mercy...

"Speaking of my wish," Y/N started, "I actually have an idea for what I want... If, it's not too much ask of you, Bierce~"

That causes her to laugh. "'Too much to ask'? Y/N, I am more powerful than Malak! Whatever you wish, I can grant now."

He smirks at me and my minions.... Something about the way he looks at us is... Unnerving. I have a bad feeling about his wish. He whispers something to Bierce, who's expression drastically changes. "....I see. If that is what you truly wish.... Well, I was originally planning to kill him, but this is a much better fate! Just... Record it for me, love. Just to add to his suffering~"

Y/N looks down on me, sadistically. Bierce laughs at us. "Well Malak, it seems Y/N wishes for you to be spared..."

"....Both of you will burn..... I swear you will..." I grit my teeth. Y/N lifts me to my feet.

"Can I take a couple of his minions with me?"

"of course, of course! I'll even provide some things to play with as well."

"thanks Bierce, I'll go have my fun~"

He forces two of my most loyal minions to their feet. Lucky, and my most trusted Goldwatcher, Louis. Their expressions turn to fear when they realize the mortal wants to torture them with me. He leads us to a room. I hear my daughter call out to me, and beg for Y/N not to hurt me... He doesn't listen to her cries. I can't even assure her that I'll be alright.... Y/N takes us to a room, and shuts the door behind us. There's a camera, chains, whips, and a large box. We have no clue what any of this is really for... We're mainly scared about what Y/N is going to do to us...

He first turns on the camera, and then roughly grabs me. He cuffs my hands behind my back. "GAH- What the hell?!!"

Your POV:

You smile at the now chained demon. He looks frightened.... Just like you were. Whenever he put your life in danger. You will take great pleasure in your revenge. You pull on the chains around his hands, and pull him closer to you. His back touches your chest. You look to Lucky and Louis, who are watching in fear and confusion. You bark at them. "Get on your knees! Both of you! Now!!!"

They both quickly obey. Not wanting to anger you, in the position they're now in. They both look up at you with shame. The same look must be on Malak's face as well... The demon tries, and fails to escape you. You start eagerly touching his body. He shutters as you run your hands all over him. "Y-Y/N...? Wha...? What are you doing?! St-stop touching me like that...! St-stop...! Staaaah.... A-ah...!"

He squirms, as you start putting hands underneath his suit. You touch his chest, underneath his shirt, and run your hands over his muscles. No one must've touched him like this before. Light moans escape his mouth. "Heh heh.... You like this, don't you? You like it Malak~"

"n-no...! Ah...! Mmmm...!" He tries to deny it. But his body says otherwise. He pushes himself closer to you, and moans softly as your hands trail his skin. You look to the two one the floor. If they had blood, their faces would be bright red. You look to their crotches. They're getting excited. You slide your hands down to Malak's pants, and start teasing him through the fabric. He gasps and moans. Lucky and Louis watches the two off you wide eyed. Their bulges become more pronounced.

You slowly remove Malak's clothing. You kiss his neck, and lightly nip at it, as you tease him. "A-ah...! F-fuck...! Ah...!"

He tries to grind himself against your hand. His moans become louder, slowly over time. "P-pervert....! Ah...!"

You start removing his pants, but he doesn't protest. He's rock hard now, and very horny. You tease him, running your fingers up and down his shaft. He jolts, and grinds himself against your fingers. That's when you stop. Malak looks over his shoulder, with a pleading look. You walk over to the box, and open it. It's full of sex toys, but they aren't like mortal toys. You grab some cock rings. You put two together, and slide them down Malak's shaft. He whines when you roughly put his balls through. When you activate the ring, his cock and balls disappear. You do the same thing to Lucky, and Louis, after undressing them. You activate some more rings. They're larger than the ones you put on your new pets. Their cocks appear, much larger than they are on their bodies. There's double of Malak's rock hard, and needy dick.

You place the two of Malak's cocks behind your two other pets. In case they want to pleasure themselves with their old master's cock. As for theirs, you tease them with your fingers, like you did Malak. They both shutter, and try to muffle their moans. You look at Malak, who has a slight look of jealousy on his face.

Lucky POV:

Y/N apparently wanted to fuck us... Damn pervert! ....With... REALLY soft hands. Holy shit... I watched as the mortal made our boss moan and squirm by touching him alone. Had a guess on what his hands were like.

Me and Louis couldn't handle him teasing us... My hips bucked, and I bit my lip. Louis had an easier time not showing that he was enjoying this, but not by much. "F-fuck.....! Wha...! Ah! A-ah fuck....!"

Y/N smirked at us, as we trembled and moaned. He knew that, despite the situation, we wanted more... Malak looked at us with jealousy. We may not be in the best situation, but we're receiving some pleasure... My hips buck again, and I let myself whine softly. Damnit! With whatever enchanted cock rings he put on me and Louis, I can't grind myself against those soft hands..! Neither can Louis. He may be handling this better than I am, but I can tell that Y/N is driving him crazy too...

"Aww, what's the matter?" He smirked at us. He slowly stops teasing us, much to our displeasure. I'm starting to get heated... I start panting, and squirming. I want more, I NEED more! This lustful display only seems to entertain the mortal. It starts pissing me off! "F-fuck you Y/N...! Nnhg... Q-quit teasing us like that...!"

Malak POV:

I watched as Y/N teased my two loyal minions. The fact that I was jealous of them disgusted me... After Lucky started getting heated, Y/N looked at me with a sadistic look in his eyes. He walked over to me, my minions' cocks in hand. "I won't stop teasing you all for a while.... But Malak can certainly help you with that~"

".....What?!" I looked at Lucky and Louis, my face flushing. He put the cocks in a strange strap, and held them up to my face. My minions look at me. Scared and desperate. Y/N smirked as I looked at their long shafts. Would these things fit in my mouth, or even down my throat?

I sigh in defeat. There is no out to this.... My powers are gone, my hands are chained, and the mortal is letting us live... What the hell? Fuck it. I gently lick the tip of their cocks, before forcing myself to suck on them. I don't take them very deep, before they both start moaning. "Oooh~ o-oh fuck...! M-master Malak...?"

Louis moans out in question. I start making my way down their shafts. Y/N then grabs me by the horn, and forces me full length. I begin to choke a bit on them. The mortal starts moving their hand, making their cocks thrust down my throat. I can't pull away. I gag, feeling the mortal force them down my throat as far as he can. Both my minions can't handle the sensation. "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK...! FUUUUCK...! N-NOT SO FAST D-DAMNIT...! AH AH A-AH....!"

Lucky thrusts himself, humping the air. Louis soon starts doing the same. They're enjoying this a bit too much... The human keeps forcing me to deep throat them. They taste.... Incredible. Being used like this is oddly... Pleasurable. It isn't long before I realize that I'm no longer being forced to suck them, and that I'm eagerly bobbing my head. Sucking as deep as I can. "Heh, enjoying your minions cocks, Demon?"

I moan in response. I can feel them twitching in my mouth. They're both close. I start sucking harder, and faster. More eager than I'm willing to admit, to taste their cum. They both moan loudly, as they cum down my throat. I swallow it all. Y/N straps them to my head, leaving them in my mouth. I gag, despite knowing that I can't get them out of my mouth.

Y/N started taking off his clothes. He lubricates himself, and gets behind me. He pulls me closer to him, and grinds his huge, and hard cock against me. I grind himself against him, feeling incredibly needy. He's HUGE... Much bigger than I expected. I moan, suck, and grind. This what he wanted? To tease and fuck us? At least none of us are really complaining.

"Fuck, you're such a slut~" he softly moans in my ear. I moan softly in return, making the two in my mouth moan louder. I watch as they slowly start to grind themselves against the two copies of my cock. I moan with pleasure, as they prepare to fuck themselves with me.

Y/N starts to lift me up, and my heart starts racing faster. He spreads my cheeks, and starts to lower me back down. I can feel his tip pressing against my asshole. I want it.... I NEED IT! I eagerly start sliding myself down, his huge cock stretching my virgin asshole. I can't get him very far in me, before I feel as though I can't take him deeper. I start bouncing myself on him, surrendering my dignity to him.

Y/N POV:

Malak is such a slutty demon, riding my cock eagerly like this. Beirce is gonna get a kick out of this... We both expected him to beg me not to fuck him, and I just rape him on camera but... well, he's enjoying himself. Probably hasn't had any action till now.

He bounces himself, with an unsteady motion. Moaning loudly, just for me, and who ever has the prettiest penny. I spank him, and he lets out a yelp, and moan. I watch as Lucky and Louis slowly start taking his length as deep as they can.

I start pounding him hard, his moans intensifying. Lucky and Louis ride their former master, practically racing each other. Lucky winning by a longshot.

I start getting close, pounding more roughly. Malak whines, if he was able to speak, he'd probably beg me to slow down a bit. Not that I would listen to such a request. I cum deep in him, and I hear Lucky and Louis scream with pleasure. Malak breathes heavily. Seems like he came too....

-days later-

Malak POV:

It's been a few days after my... defeat. Y/N and Bierce treat me like a dog. I despise serving this witch in any way, shape, or form! But Y/N... he's a different story.... Serving him is something I have... enjoyed far more than my ego will allow me to admit.

Lucky, Louis, and I have basically become his cum dump. Our bodies are riddles with scars, scratches, and bruises. Louis has all sorts of dents in his body now. Y/N allows them to have more control over me, treating them more like people, and me? Ha, like a mindless fuck toy.

Everyone else has been treated far better. My daughter, Agatha is thankfully safe... occasionally, I am allowed to speak with her, to remind her that I'm alright.

Any hopes to escape this have been squashed. Bierce has actually been doing a better job than I did. So if I were to escape, and regain power, I would be a laughing stalk, even more so than I am now. A mortal doing a my job better, while I'm another mortal's sex slave! My own monsters might even turn against me... With how well that woman has been treating them.

All I can do now, without things getting worse, is worship my master, Y/N's cock.... it's not all bad, now is it~

[sweet-and-insane]

*Satan whimpers a little*

They finish taking care of his injuries.

[ask-underfazverse]

*they start on the others in hell. Some demons, it's too late. Mostly the younger demons. They're dead. There's still more that can be saved, but still.... There was death in hell*

[sweet-and-insane]

They save as many as they can.

[ask-underfazverse]

*they end up having to take the survivers out of hell to tend to their wounds. So they don't get infected*

[sweet-and-insane]

Soon, they're all taken care of.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Satan starts waking up a little, groaning in pain*

[sweet-and-insane]

"Hello..."

[ask-underfazverse]

Wha....? What happened....?

[sweet-and-insane]

"Looks like God caused a massacre down here... We saved as many demons as we could..."

[ask-underfazverse]

T-that.... That definitely sounds like father......

*he moves a little, and winces in pain*

[sweet-and-insane]

"Don't move to much... Just rest, okay...?"

[ask-underfazverse]

*he whimpers, and nods. Frisk looks at all the demons, visibly pissed. At God specifically. Once everyone is awake, Frisk stomps off, with a look that could kill*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak goes with them. "So, we off to kill God?"

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk looks at him darkly*

*....I know how.

*Frisk keeps moving forward, like they know where they're going*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak follows.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk goes to a strange cave. In the cave are catacombs that go just above the underground. In a large room is a strange holy circle. It's like a Frisk's portal to hell, but to heaven. There are depictions of Prophets of God, along with gods and their followers from different religions*

[sweet-and-insane]

"..."

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk starts to activate the portal. They perform the ritual like they know it by heart*

[sweet-and-insane]

The portal opens.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk jumps on it, and a large flash of holy light comes from the portal. Sending them to heaven. Will Malak follow?*

[sweet-and-insane]

He hops in, which burns like Hell. He ended up in Heaven too.

[ask-underfazverse]

*when he gets there, he sees that Frisk had pissed off God. God, in retaliation, summoned Frisk's friends and family, who are all being taunted by the dead. This only pisses off Frisk more*

*LET MY FAMILY GO!!!

"Oh~ why should I mortal? Running that prideful mouth, saying that you'll kill me~ Only to beg at my feet for me not to fix these worthless mistakes.... *Tst* why did I ever even let mortals create, if all they can make are messes?"

*god uses holy power on the animatronics he summoned. There's a sound of strained metal, as the animatronics gasp and cry out in pain*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak blasts a lazer at God's face, causing him to loose him grip on Frisk's family.

[ask-underfazverse]

"GAH- OH WHY YOU LITTLE!!!"

*god shoots a blast of holy power at him, a direct and powerful hit. Malak hears a couple of voices* DAD!!!

DAD NO!!!

*followed by the two screaming in pain*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak blasts God again, saving his kids. "HANDS OFF MY CHILDREN, MONSTER!"

[ask-underfazverse]

"GAH- WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, DEMON?!! AND YOU TOOK THESE WORTHLESS PIECES OF JUNK IN AS YOUR OWN?!! HA!!!"

*god blasts him again, using more power. He remains control of his power, once Malak is down again* "*tst* worthless waist of.... BAH! Anyways, where were we? Ah yes, fixing these things~"

*god uses his magic to twist the animatronics' bodies, souls, and minds. It's painful. They scream bloody murder. Their voices can be heard from the human realm. Blood curling screams*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak blasts again, this time it was very powerful. Frisk then went absolutely feral on God. Malak helps him kids up.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk's mind and body change when they go to attack God. Their vains glow red with DETERMINATION, their soul starts to overflow. In a blast of power they show what a mortal is truly capable of. They punch god smack in his face, and he goes flying back*

*YOU DIE TODAY, BASTARD!!!

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak puts a barrier around his kids and Frisk's family to protect them.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk I thrown down to the mortal realm during the fight, but they survive. They end up picking up some plushies and their old flashlight. They turn on the flashlight, and it becomes a flaming sword. Using one of the plushies, and channeling their DETERMINATION through it, their aura changes shape to that of a flaming fox. They run as the fox, but then quickly turn to a rabbit. Jumping back to the heavens. They then attack using the plushest forms. A small bear, a large bear, a bird, a rabbit, and a fox. They attack god with everything they have*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak shoots at God every chance he gets.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk does more damage. They end up smashing him into another timeline. They chop of both his arms, and render him useless*

*there were no gods in this fight. There was only a weak coward. Pathetic, are you not?

*Frisk puts their sword to God's neck, who reveals more of his neck, and shuts his eyes. God knows he lost. The mortals, demons, and the poor people in the other timeline stare at them with confusion and anticipation. While the angels watch with fear. Frisk raises their blade, and swings down. Chopping off God's head. There's a burst of power, leaving everything white*

[sweet-and-insane]

Everyone is blinded by the white.

[ask-underfazverse]

*the light fades. Angels start falling. Collapsing on the ground without the hive mind. Frisk's power fades, as they grow less need for it in the moment. They pick up God's head, and lift it above their theirs*

*GOD. IS. DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!

*the crowd cheers, as the other timeline watches with confusion*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak and the others cheer as well.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk let's out an animal like roar. The nightmares roar with them. This is quite the victory for everyone*

[sweet-and-insane]

Everyone soon heads home, but not before helping out the angels that don't know what's going on or what to do.

[ask-underfazverse]

*many angels are brought to their families. God's body goes to an animatronic museum, while the head goes home with Frisk*

[sweet-and-insane]

Frisk displays it in their room.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk is proud of the head of God. The next few months, the angels start getting better mentally. Things improve for everyone since the murder of God. Frisk returns to heaven to free the gods that had been locked away since God started his rain*

[sweet-and-insane]

The Christan Antis were absolutely terrified of Frisk now that God is dead.

[ask-underfazverse]

*one day, Jesus shows up to their doorstep* "...Hello...? Are the family housing the one that killed my father...?"

[sweet-and-insane]

"Um, yes..."

[ask-underfazverse]

".....May I come in....?"

[sweet-and-insane]

"Of course..." He lets him in.

[ask-underfazverse]

*he nods at Malak, and comes in. Frisk looks at him like "aw shit"* "I'm not here to fight Frisk.... Just talk...."

*um???

*Frisk glances at everyone in the house, but mainly Malak's minions. What the hell is Frisk supposed to do? That's fucking JESUS*

[sweet-and-insane]

"..."

[ask-underfazverse]

*....Look I don't know what you want me to say, he jus deser-

"thank you..."

*....Wha?

"thank you, for killing him...."

[sweet-and-insane]

They look at Jesus in surprise.

[ask-underfazverse]

"I know better than anyone else what type of bastard he was... He was a hypocrite, and a prideful murderer... He kill nations simply by leading his own children astray... So many innocences were damned because they had different god to believe in and worship.... He took my freedom when he learned I had the freedom to hate him as the half mortal son of God. I owe you my life and freedom child. Thank you Frisk.... For ending my father's terror..."

*uh.... You're welcome-

[sweet-and-insane]

"..."

[ask-underfazverse]

*Jesus bows respectfully, and leaves. Leaving Frisk confused*

*......That was fucking JESUS-

*and he thanked me for committing MURDER-

*sure!!! That bastard deserved but- huh???

[sweet-and-insane]

"Trust me, I'm surprised as you are-"

[ask-underfazverse]

**sigh* what do y'all think is next on the bullshit bingo?

Area 51 raid 2.0... honestly surprised humans didn't done anything since the 2010s... disappointing honestly.

*Fredbear shakes his head, and Frisk giggles*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak chuckles.

[ask-underfazverse]

*the next few weeks, things start quieting down. One day, Frisk takes Satan to the top of Mt. Ebott. They have a surprise for him. The others are there too, to watch this moment. The only one who knows, Is Frisk*

[sweet-and-insane]

They arrive at the mountain.

[ask-underfazverse]

*alright Satan! Sit down and close your eyes.

Uhh, ok?

*he covers his eyes. Frisk gets out their present for him. They strap something to his back, that stops his wing wounds from bleeding*

*ok, you can open em now!

*Satan opens his eyes, and put of the corners of them, he sees wings. He tries to spread them, they spread. He tries to fold them, they fold. He starts tearing up*

[sweet-and-insane]

He cried tears of joy.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Frisk starts helping him learn to fly again. He keeps falling down, but he stays off the ground for longer each time. He's not used to having wings anymore*

[sweet-and-insane]

Malak watches him relearn to fly. He looks proud of him, but also a bit sad.

[ask-underfazverse]

*Satan ends up not falling this time, although he wobbles in the air. Fredbear notices how sad Malak looks* dad? You ok?

[sweet-and-insane]

"Im fine, son... Just... Miss my wings a bit too..."

[ask-underfazverse]

*Fredbear hugs him* ...well.... They're prosthetic wings.... Maybe we could get ya your own pair of wings...? Would ya want that dad?

[sweet-and-insane]

"You really don't have to, son..."

[ask-underfazverse]

Dad. If you want to have wings, I'm getting ya wings.

[sweet-and-insane]

"Okay, okay, I want some wings-"

[gds-fanfic-blog]

*Fredbear smiles, and purrs. He squeezes his dad in a bear hug. Satan meanwhile, is starting to balance a bit better in the air*

[gds-fanfic-blog]

Mike Schmidt x Freddy Fazbear x Golden Freddy NSFW: Fazbear Promise

Freddy POV:

We never could catch this guard. He's been coming back for almost five years now, and it drives us insane.... He's no longer afraid, and has grown cocky. He mocks us. He laughs at our failures. If I had blood, it would boil everytime he smirks at me at 6am.

"See you tomorrow night Fazfuck!" ....I hate the nickname he gave me. He gets under all our skins. Why does he keep coming back, despite the danger we try to put him in? Mike Schmidt... What are you trying to accomplish? Coming back here every night.... He must get a raise out of us hunting him, and failing to kill him.

Although, lately.... He's been acting strange. He still taunts us, and calls us horrible names. But he's started..... Showing me respect? He's cut back on calling me "Fazfuck" thankfully, and has grown a bit more mature. Still, every breath he breathes angers me. The man will die, and I will be the one to stuff him... The others already know, he's MINE.

We all waited patiently for our little "friend" to show up for work. I had a plan to finally catch em.... Once and for all!

Mike POV:

I got to work at the same time per usual. 11:45. It gave me enough time to mess with the fazgang, and get to the office.

The gang was all on their stages. They all smile their fake smiles, pretending to be lifeless machines. But they are far from lifeless....

I did some digging, and apparently, the man that built them used human souls and dark magic to bring them to life. I don't know how much of that is true, but at this point, it's believable. Whatever brought them to life, they want to waste theirs trying to end mine.

I walk up to the stage, and look up at Freddy. "Hey there big bear! What do you have planned for me tonight?~ gonna get to my office, only to have a door slammed in your face?~"

I nearly broke him. His smile grew strained. I had learned that I found him being angry, to be absolutely adorable. His eye twitches, and a low growl came from his throat. "Haha, I take that as a yes... Well, you know where I'm gonna be. Don't keep me waiting~"

I left, hearing the growls get louder as I walked away. He was so easy to annoy, it was hilarious! He lets me get to him, and he gets so mad! He doesn't even know how adorable I find it.

I made my way to the office, and sit down. The tablet is charging on my desk. I wait a little bit, as the clock finally hits 12. The other animatronics start hunting me, as usual. Banging on my doors, trying to make me run out of power.

I never let them in though~ They've all gotten really aggressive. But they're nothing I can't handle. But Freddy doesn't make an attempt tonight. He doesn't come near my door.... That was concerning, but I didn't pay that much mind to it.

Around 5:40-something,my power went out, and I dropped my coffee. It spilt all over the floor. "Oh.... O-oh shit-"

I had about maybe 30% power left. Freddy shut off the power. ".....Fucking cheater...."

My heart raced. This is how I die, isn't it....?

Freddy POV:

I set my plan into action. The power is off, and that guard is now vulnerable. I giddly make my way to the office. "Poor poor Mr. Schmidt~ not so cocky now, are we?"

I smile at him, as he begins to panic. Toreadore March plays from my music box. The light in my face aluminating my. Smile. The human is too scared to even move. This is his end.

The song comes to an end, and a walk into the office. But as I went inside, ready to FINALLY catch this guard. I slipped.

There was some sort of liquid on the floor, and I slipped on it. Falling to my knees. I yelped as I hit the ground. How embarrassing.... The guard started laughing at me. "Ha, did the big bear fall down?~"

Right back to cockiness.... I looked up at him, trying to find words. I stared at him like a dear at headlights. I tried to speak, to move! He's RIGHT THERE and I won't move!!! I was too ashamed and embarrassed.... I was so proud of finally getting close to catching the guard, and all that pride was crushed....

Mike looked down on me, and I felt small... Even in the dark, I could feel him smirking at me.... God, do I hate him....

Mike POV:

I thought tonight was my last.... Boy was I pleasantly surprised by his falling! He looked up at me, with so much shame on his face! Oh Freddy, even with the odds in your favor, you still fail....

He doesn't get up, and keeps staring at me. I smirk at him. How adorable. Freddy had always been my favorite when I was kid. But he probably doesn't know or would believe that. I always found him adorable. Killer or not, he was cute. He was just built that way.

We locked eyes, and I realized how much I loved looking down on him... The clock soon chimes 6am,and I was home free! He continued to stare at me, as the lights came back on. His face was even cuter in the light!

I thought about just leaving him on the ground, covered in coffee, and whatever else his suit still has on it. But I decided against it. I offered him my hand, so I could help him up.

Freddy POV:

Yet another defeat.... This one has to be my most embarrassing yet! I sat there for almost 10 or 20 minutes, ashamed! Instead of killing him! When the lights came on, I saw he was indeed smirking down at me. Instead of enraging me, it made me feel even smaller.... I wanted to just disappear after that.... Then, Mr. Schmidt offered me his hand?

I stared up at him confused. "Come on, let me help you up..."

......I don't understand.... Why, after everything, is he trying to be nice? Is he trying to insult me?! This feels insulting at least... I reluctantly take his hand, and he helps me up. ".....Thank you...."

I didn't sound sincere, nor did I intend to. I picked up my hat, and left. With the smell of coffee in my suit, instead of blood. I'll get him next time! Hopefully....

-the next night-

Mike POV:

I couldn't stop thinking about how Freddy looked at me while he was frozen with embarrassment on the ground... I want to see him like that again... Or maybe even.... No, NO! That's weird! Then again, I always did crush on him when I was kid. He was my first character crush, and who made me find out that I like men.

But never in a million years would I ever... Ya know! He wouldn't let me anyway.... Unless.... I came up with my own plan~ Unlike him, I won't cheat.

I make it to work, and make a beeline for the stage. Freddy isn't even trying to fake a cheerful look. He pouts on the stage, still embarrassed from last night. "Hey Freddy teddy~"

He looks at me cruelly. My heart skipped a beat. "Shut your mouth, nightguard."

"Whoa whoa, easy there! I just thought of a way to make up for your..... Unfortunate loss last night~"

That got his attention. He looks at me, skeptically, but also intrigued. "What are you planning, Mr. Schmidt?"

Freddy growls lowly, and my heart raced as I tell him my plan. "Well.... I came up with a deal, that will give you and I, an even ground~"

I see him grow more interested, leaning closer to hear what I have to say. I see Foxy peek out of his cove, and Bonnie and Chica look at me curiously. "....Go on."

"For the next week, I won't use the office. I'll just run and hide, using my senses. While you chase me..."

Freddy smiles cruelly at me, and so do the rest of them. Although it's Freddy's smile that makes me skip a beat. "And what happens if we catch you, Mr. Schmidt?"

I gulped. ".....Y-you get to do as you wish with me..."

Freddy POV:

Oh, what a great night this is starting off to be. The guard is practically offering himself on a silver platter! It's hard to believe what he is saying... After all these nights, why propose such an idea? Whatever, he'll die because of this... "But, there's one more thing, Fazbear..."

Of course, there's a catch. "What is it then?"

"You're the only one that can hunt me. There's one of me, and four of you. It's only fair that if I remove my protection, you lower your numbers.... "

Well well well, this is something I can get behind! He only wants ME to hunt him, and I wish to be the one to kill him. This is absultely perfect....

Chica then speaks up. "Wait, wait happens if you survive? Do we just go back to normal, or do you quit?"

Well, that seems like an important question. What does he gain from this? Mike smirks, which annoys me. But his smirk turns to a smile as cruel and sadistic as my own. "Well, if he loses, I get to do what I want with him...."

That earned my laughter. Me? Let him do what he wishes? Hah! He'd probably kill me given the chance. Well, I suppose it's fair, because he's offering his life, but still. What makes him think that I'll keep my end. "Hahahah! Whatever you say Mr Schmidt! Are you sure that you won't regret this change?"

Mike POV:

Freddy started laughing. Oh boy, he doesn't even know I'm going to have the last laugh. "Oh, oh no. I'm NOT gonna regret this Fazzy. So what do ya say? Deal?"

"deal~"

I smile at him. ".... Make a "Fazbear promise" to me that you will not cheat, nor back stab me when the week is up. I follow the rules, and so will you."

The color drains from the other animatronics' faces. Freddy Fazbear's "Fazbear promise" is something he's famous for. If he swears that it's a "Fazbear promise", then he'll keep the promise no matter what. No matter how much he'll hate it, he'll keep the promise. "Fine... I promise not to break your rules, and if you win. I'll let you do as you wish to me. That's a Fazbear promise."

I have him. Right where I want him. He doesn't know how much of a mistake he's made~

Freddy POV:

The others looked between us with horror. They're probably afraid that my "Fazbear promise" will be my undoing. Hah, as if something as simple as that would be my end. Never the less, I do take these promises seriously, so good for Mike to think of making make such a promise... But even so, he won't survive long enough for me to regret this decision...

The clock strikes 12, and I leap off stage. Eager for the hunt. "Let our game begin Mr. Schmidt~"

I lunge at him, but he dodges and escapes. The others remain on stage, like Mike had asked. This is between him, and me. We spend the whole night, running and hiding. I get much closer to catching him, than I have any other night previously. But, the guard is much harder to catch than I first thought. At least now, he's screaming in fear....

-the 6th night-

Bonnie POV:

The week is almost up, and we're worried... Tomorrow is the last night Freddy has to kill Mike, or he's a goner! He looks scared... I've never seen him so scared. "....Ya gotta catch em tonight.... It's now or never boss!"

"You don't think I know that Bonnie....? Crap, I should've known that it was foolish to make a Fazbear promise so freely.... I didn't expect him to be so good at evading me...."

He looked at the ground. He's genuinely afraid... He has a similar face to the nightguards that knew they were toast. I just hope Mike loses tonight... We don't want the boss to get hurt....

We hear the door open, and the first thing I see is that damn guard! He smirks at Freddy, as we all glare at him. "Tick tock, teddy bear~ Times running out~"

I wanted to jump off stage, and mangle him. But Freddy just looked at me... There was hopelessness in his eyes.... Why can't he just break the promise, just this once? I just know.... When this is over, we'll stuff the guard to avenge him... If it's the last thing we do!

Mike POV:

I got to work, and saw my precious teddy bear getting all worked up~ Just one more night, and he'll let me do as I wish with him! Poor thing is so scared... Don't worry Freddy.... I'm not gonna hurt you~

The others glared at me, as I reminded him that time was running out. When the clock stuck 12, we played our game yet again. I kept shouting the time to him, reminding him how close I am to winning. Hope left his eyes. He probably thinks that I'm going to kill him.... Oh boy, is he wrong~

I just have to keep this up for a few more hours....

-6am-

Freddy POV:

....The accursed clock chimes. Mike looks at me, with a proud and terrifying expression. The others start to grieve. I fell to my knees, feeling helpless... The guard helped me to my feet. "See you tomorrow night Freddy! I'm looking forward to it~"

I look at him with shame, fear, and hate. "....So be it nightguard.... You've won our game.... I've done this to myself..."

He goes home, and I perform, what could be my last show...

-next night-

Mike POV:

I got to work early, eager to see Freddy. He and the others are all upset. Jeez, I get they think I'm going to kill him, but come on! "Hey~"

"I- you're here sooner than we expected..."

"yeah, well... I'm just eager to have fun with you~"

He shutters, how adorable. He's afraid of me...

I get out my computer, and start plugging in the cords I need. The others look at what I'm doing fearfully and curiously. Foxy calls out from the cove. "....Wha''s all that stuff fer Mike....? Wha' are ye plannin' t' do wit' the cap'n...?"

"I'm going to reprogram him~"

Freddy POV:

I freeze, hearing those words. I hear the others gasp. He is going to destroy my mind before killing me, isn't he? 12am chimes, and I shakily get off stage. How the tables have turned... He makes me sit down, and he plugs me into the computer. My life flashes before my eyes. I could escape easily... But a Fazbear promise is a Fazbear promise... ".....What exactly are you changing about me....?"

The guard smiles, as he messes with my code. "Nothing too much... There are just some rooms that you're programmed to stay out of. I'm removing that specific code from you~"

Rooms that we aren't allowed in...? He's taking me to a place where the others won't be able to go... Smart. He doesn't want them killing him.

He soon finishes reprogramming me, and starts leading me away. I look back for a moment to my friends. This might be the last time I see them... He leads me to a room I've never seen before. I reluctantly go inside, and he closes the door. "W-what are you going to do to me....?"

He doesn't answer, as he approaches. He grabbed me by my paws, and forced me to fall back. I hit the wall, and Yelp in surprise. Mike holds my arms above my head. With a free hand, he starts.... Touching me. He moves his hand up my leg, to my waist, then my chest, last my face. He caresses me, as my breathing quickens. "My worst~"

He keeps gently petting my face. "D-don't touch Freddy..."

"Ha, you think that rule applies here? Cute~"

He keeps touching me, making me squirm. At least he's not hurting me... I unwillingly whimper, as he touches my body. He then moves his hand to my face again, and puts his thumb near my mouth. He moves his head closer to mine, and makes eye contact with me. His light blue eyes pierce right through me. "You're mine tonight~"

Before I could find words, he presses his mouth against mine. I feel his tongue search my mouth.

Mike POV:

Finally! Freddy's fur is so soft, I could touch his body for hours! The way he squirms and whimpers is adorable too~ kissing him wasn't what I expected, even after finding his blueprints.... His mouth is much warmer and wet than I thought it would be. His second row of teeth are small, and his mouth has a metallic taste. As I search, I find what I assumed to be Freddy's tongue. I tease it with mine, and Freddy shutters. He grips my hand, holding his against the wall. Light, quiet moans escape his mouth.

He starts playing with my tongue back a little. Wrestling me in our mouths. He shivers, as he shuts his eyes tightly. He doesn't even know how cute he is~

Freddy POV:

I started to feel... Needy. I squirmed as Mr. Schmidt kissed me, wanting to feel his touch. I kissed back, desperately wanting to feel more. The taste of coffee still lingers in his mouth. I'd take being kissed over being killed any day! My body starts to relax, as he deepens his kiss.

We eventually broke from the kiss. Both of us breathed heavily. Mike lowered his hand from mine, and starts touching me with both of his. He presses his body against mine, and leans over to kiss my neck. "O-oh heavens.... Th-this, ah~ w-wasn't what I was expec- mmph~"

I felt.... Good? I bit my lip, as I lowered my arms, and started touching Mike back. "Glad you're enjoying yourself~ I wasn't planning on hurting you back here, so let me make it up to you with pleasure~"

He kept kissing my neck. Moans kept escaping my mouth. Perhaps it's best that I lost.... After a while, a feel a bulge against my leg. Mike smirks at me, and removes my hat and tie. "Wha...? What are doing....? W-what's that in your pants Mike....?"

He leads my hands to his chest, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "Why don't you undress me, and find out?~"

I started unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. Once he's unbuttoned, he slides his shirt off.

....I never realized how... Lack of a better term, attractive his body was. He wasn't too muscular, but he had quite a bit of muscle on him. He's covered in scars from our other encounters.... They just add to the beauty of his body. There are strange stripes on his stomach, and on his arms. Some were white, purple, or greyish colors. His body... It was detailed beautifully! Are all humans like this? I guess I never noticed, because kids never came on stage, and we had always killed the guards...

I heard him laughing. I was admiring his body for far too long. "Heh, like what ya see?"

"y-yeah.... I-I uh... Um..." Damnit. I couldn't think of any words to actually say.

"get on your knees. I haven't done all I wanted to you yet~"

I obeyed. Getting on my knees, near him. I looked up at him, and he smirked down at me. My breathing quickened, as I removed the rest of his clothing.

Mike POV:

I can't believe I'm actually doing this! Freddy was on his knees, and was taking off my pants! I've had dreams about this day since I first saw porn... Once he removed my boxers, his eyes widen. "Wha...? Is this y-your penis? It's huge!"

I chuckled, seeing him gawk at my size. He looks up at me. "What am I supposed to do? Am I supposed to do something with your penis?"

"yup. You know how I tell you to "suck it" when I win? Well...." I grabbed his head gently, and positioned the tip by his mouth.

"You finally get to~ Don't forget to use your tongue~"

He looks at my dick nervously. How cute. He sticks out his tongue, and tastes the tip of my cock. Before he starts teasing me with his tongue. I start to moan, having not had a BJ in a while. "F-fuck... Mmmm~ Good boy~"

Freddy POV:

Hearing the guard moan made me feel good again. All I did was lick him a little, and he already started feeling pleasure. I eventually worked up the courage to stick the whole thing in my mouth. Mike moans louder when I do this...

He tastes.... Strange. It isn't a good or bad taste. Just a weird one. I start taking it deeper in my mouth, and playing with his dick with my tongue.

He keeps moaning encouragingly. I tease his balls with my hands. I start getting hard myself, as I continue to suck. I moan quietly, enjoying this far more than I thought I would. "F-fuck, I'm getting close-"

He grips the fur on my head, and thrusts. I feel his balls press against my face, and his cock goes down my throat. I choked a little. But... I enjoyed it? The feeling of choking on the guard... It thrilled me. The feeling of neediness only grows... I want more.

I let him use my head for his pleasure. I choke, and gag, but it feels good! He tastes salty, and sweet... Drool runs down my face. Any fear I had before coming in here, has been replaced by yearning, and pleasure. He thrusts faster, as I choke and moan. "Fuck, I'm cumming.......!"

I feel his dick twitch in my mouth, as he stops thrusting. A strange, salty-sweet liquid goes down my throat. I looked up at him. He looks like he's enjoying himself more than I am.... Is it strange that feel.... Proud? I feel proud that my mouth alone makes him feel this much pleasure. "Good boy~ Good boy~"

He slid out of my mouth, and all the cum almost fell out. He quickly grabbed my chin and tilted my head, when he saw some his fluids fall to the floor. "No~ swallow it all teddy bear, don't waste my cum~"

I gulped hard, trying to obey. I swallowed what was left in my mouth. I loved the warmth of it, as it went down my throat. He looked down at me, pleased, when I opened my empty mouth. He knelt down, and kissed me again. "Good boy~"

Our tongues intertwined again, and I moaned in his mouth happily. He started touching me again. I didn't even know how much I loved to be touched like this~

Mike POV:

Freddy's mouth felt so good! He also took me very well~ So far, he's been keeping his end of the deal. I've been doing what I wish, and he's even obeying me. Even though it's probably his first time, he took me throat fucking him like a good little slut~

The taste of my own cum, and the metallic taste of his mouth mix together perfectly~ Freddy squirms again, as I feel his soft body. My mouth barely silenced his moans.

I moved my hand down to his erect little friend, and started giving him a hand job. He shutters just at the touch, and moans louder in my mouth. Precum starts dripping from him.

I pull back from the kiss, and I start pumping my hand up and down faster. I kiss Freddy's face, as his moans get louder. No longer being silenced my mouth. "Heh, enjoying yourself there Fred?~"

"O-oh god....! Ah...! I-it's so- mmph...! S-so GOOOOD~ Ah~ so good...! Don't stop~ Ah....!" He bites his lip, as he moans with pleasure. I don't know if he even masturbated before. He most certainly never had a hand job.

"wasn't planning to~" I pick up my pace, and kiss his neck. He moans louder, and encouragingly.

Freddy POV:

Pleasure filled my mind. Mike Schmidt kept rubbing my dick, in a pulsing motion. My hips thrusted by instinct. I kept moaning With each kiss and motion. I wasn't expecting to have a night of enjoyment and pleasure, but I'm not complaining. "M-Mike....! I-I feel so good.....! I-I'm gonna cum....! A-ah....! O-oh fuck....! Aaaaah~"

I cam much sooner than Mike did, cum covered our chests. Mike started cleaning me up, licking the cum from my body. Feeling his tongue against the rest of my body made feel good too. Not as much as him rubbing my cock, but I still felt good~

Once I was clean, he started kissing me again, deeply. I felt so hot, my cooling systems started up. We both started getting handsy with each other. He touches me all over, caressing my body. I mimicked his touch on his body. Feeling his every scar on his back. The touching sensation made us both get very hard again.

He gently pushed me down, and we continued to kiss. I felt his weight on top of me. I moaned, as he pinned me to the ground.

Mike POV:

Freddy's really getting into this.... My heart is practically beating out of my chest! It's now time for the moment I've been waiting for... I stopped for a moment. "Wha... Why did you stop....?"

"heh, we're just getting started~ Just stay like that for a sec....." I go get the lube I left in this room before hand. I then walk back over to Freddy, and have him lift his legs. "Hold them like this ok?"

"....O-ok?"

I put the lube on my hands, and slid in one of my fingers inside of him, and felt around. Freddy yelped and moaned. He gripped at his legs tighter. "O-oh my god...!"

I started putting more fingers in him, stretching his insides. He moaned happily, as he gripped at his legs. I then started searching for his prostrate. He moaned as I felt around his hole.

Freddy POV:

Mike put three fingers inside of me, and it felt so good..! I couldn't stop moaning. Mike kept going deeper inside me. It felt weird, but soooooo good! He then touches something inside me, that overwhelms me with pleasure. I gasp, and loudly moan, as Mike touches that one spot. "Heh, you like that, don't you?~"

"Yes...! Oh G-goodness, Yes....! A-ah....! K-keep going...! Mmmmah-ah....! Ah...!" I moan, encouraging him. I've never felt this much pleasure in my life! He starts moving his fingers in and out, and I moan louder.

After maybe a few minutes, he removes fingers from me. I whine in protest, now feeling empty. "W-why did you st-stop..?"

"that was just to prepare you.... Now the real fun begins!"

He puts some of that liquid on his cock, lubricating himself. He puts the tip at the lips of my asshole, and slides inside. My breathing quickens, and I moan loudly. He moans with me, as he slowly goes as deep as he can. "Damn you're tight...! F-fuck....!"

He starts sliding back out, and I begin to protest, before he thrusts back in me. I gasp and moan. He hit the spot inside me just right, making me feel pleasure. He slides out a bit again, and thrusts inside me again! He slides his cock in and out of me.

I moan, gripping at my legs. I can't hold them much longer. I let go, and wrap my legs around him, as he thrusts faster inside me. My moans get louder and louder, as he goes deeper. "M-MIKE...! O-OH....! OH...! AH...! O-OH GOD MIKE....! D-DON'T STOP....! DON'T....! STO-AAAAH....!"

I claw at the ground. I'm screaming with pleasure. I scream his name, as he keeps thrusting. My tongue hangs from my mouth, as he thrusts harder into me.

Chica POV:

All we heard coming from the wall was Freddy's screams.... He begged Mike to stop whatever it was he was doing....

"STOP...! DON'T....! STOP.....! M-MIKE....! AH...! A-AH AH....! OH GOD....! MIKE...! M-MIKE SCHMIDT....! P-PLEASE.... D-DON'T....! STOP....! AH...!"

At least he's still alive... We all stayed in the cove with Foxy. Discussing how we might be able to save Freddy. We explained everything to Golden Freddy, on what he missed the last couple of nights. "....Wow. So let me get the straight... Freddy and the guard struck up a deal, and the guard made him make one of his famous "Fazbear promises" to him, to let the winner do what they wish to the loser?"

"yup... Freddy thought that the guard would be easy to kill... But he was wrong, and now he's in danger!" Bonnie gave Golden Freddy a desperate look.

"....So you want me to check on him, and try and save him?"

We all yelled, "yes!"

Making the Golden bear flinch. "*Sigh* alright, alright...."

Goldie wasn't like the rest of us. He had no code to stop him. He's basically the ghost of Fredbear in a way.... He teleports, as Freddy's pleads get louder....

Golden Freddy POV:

The others summoned me, for a rescue mission. Great... My newer counterpart made a deal with guard, and is now paying the price.

When I teleport in the room, I make sure I'm hidden away from the guard's view. What I see, wasn't what I expected... Freddy was clinging to the guard, as the human thrusted in him. His tongue hung out of his mouth, that was shaped in euphoric grin. He wasn't crying out in pain.... He was moaning with pleasure!

I watched as Mike pounded him senseless. "OH MY GOD...! OHGODOHGODOHGOD....! AH AH AH....! O-OH F-FUCK...! DON'T STOP...! A-AH....! NYAH...! NYNMMM....!"

It was quite the sight to behold... He moaned loudly. I start to grow hard, seeing such a lewd sight... Saving Freddy can wait, for now.

Freddy POV:

My mind was filled with nothing but pleasure...! I was losing myself in it. I felt more satisfied than I would've felt killing Mike. All I could think about was him thrusting inside of me. Feeling him deep inside my body.

While he was fucking me, I saw a figure in the room. Golden Freddy had teleported inside, probably to save me.... He was seeing me at my most vulnerable state... Letting the guard use me like this, moaning like there isn't tomorrow... The embarrassment I felt, and the shame I had weighed down on me... I stare at him, and try to silence my moans.

Mike noticed how I grew quieter, and he looked where I was looking. He smirks, and pulls out of me. I felt empty, but I was more worried about Golden Freddy. "G-Goldie, this i-isn't what it looks like...! I can-"

Mike changed my position, throwing my leg over his shoulder. He looked down at me lustfully. The way he positioned me gave Golden Freddy a view of my whole body. I could practically feel his eyes look me up and down. My fur was wild, and a mess. Cum was on my fur, from how many times I came from Mike destroying my ass. Then, my gaping hole, that now felt empty and cold. My breathing quickened. I felt Mike at my entrance again. I gasped, and looked between him and Golden Freddy. Mike was smirking at him, while Goldie was unreadable. Mike looks back down at me, and starts to slide back in. "W-wait, Mike...! Golden Freddy...! He's wa- NYAAAH~"

He thrusted his full length in me. Hitting all my good spots. Golden Freddy had a front row seats to my lewd state. Mike pounds me harder, faster, and deeper than he did with my first position. I screamed, as my eyes roll in the back of my head.

My cock twitched, as I came from Mike pounding me roughly. I screamed the entire time, with my tongue hanging out, and my eyes far back in my head. For a moment, Golden Freddy is forgotten by me.

Golden Freddy POV:

Mike and Freddy had noticed me, almost as soon as I teleported in. Freddy looked so embarrassed for a moment, while the guard had smirked evilly. Now, Mike and Freddy were giving me a show.... I started to masturbate as I watched them. Stroking myself, as Freddy got his brains fucked out. I moaned softly, as I picked up my pace. "Sh-shit, this hot....!"

My rescue mission could certainly wait. The others wouldn't mind too much, right?

Freddy kept screaming Mike's name, while Mike moaned his. I bit my lip, as I started to match their pace.

To think Freddy would be such a slut for a guard! I'm not complaining though, what a show~

Mike POV:

Golden Freddy showed up, probably to check on my little "friend". Freddy seemed to get hotter when saw Goldie staring at us. We must've gotten pretty loud to draw that old bear's attention. Poor Freddy got embarrassed~

Although, after I started to pound him harder, he didn't seem to mind at all! Freddy screamed and moaned with pleasure, like the cute little slut he is. I heard Golden Freddy moan as he watched our show.

Freddy clawed at the ground, as Golden Freddy fapped to us. Freddy's ass was so tight. "AH! AH! A-AH! M-MIKE! OH GOD MIKE!!! PLEASE!!! A-AH!!! D-DEEPER!!! F-FASTER!!! F-FUUUUAAAAH~"

I obeyed the sluts wishes, and started to go deeper. I thrusted as fast as my body could go. He trembled with pleasure, cumming every now and then. I hold out just a little longer, but I'm getting close. Freddy continues to desperately moan and claw at the ground. Tears and drool run down his face.

Freddy POV:

I screamed his name, my mind going blank. All I could think about is pleasure. I can't count on one hand how many times I came....! I feel the guard start to twitch inside me. Mike's close.

I hear Golden Freddy is moan. Sounds like he came to us. Mike keeps thrusting, as I grow more desperate to feel his hot seed in me. "M-MIKE...! PLEASE....! H-HARDER....! A-AH....! AH...! OH F-FUCK....! C-CUM...! PLEASE I BEG YOU...! CUM INSIDE ME.....! I WANT TO FEEL THAT- AH AH A-AH, HOT SEMEN INSIDE ME...! P-PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING....! BREED ME AND FILL ME TO MY BRIM!!!!~"

I begged him, screaming. I didn't care who heard. My desperately request made Mike get closer. I kept begging him, till finally... "FUCK, I'M CUMMI- AH~"

Inside myself, I felt his hot cum shoot Inside me. I moaned happily, as I felt it on the insides of my walls. I looked at the guard and Golden Freddy. Both had satisfied looks. Once we all caught our breaths for a few seconds, Mike was back at it. This time doggy style. He fucked me as hard as he could. Thrusting hard and fast until he came. Using me roughly as his sex toy. My tongue hung out of my mouth, and I drooled, as I cried with pleasure.

Golden Freddy continued to masturbate, this time in front of us. The shame that I still felt made my body almost feel more sensitive. Mike came again inside me, my insides started to stretch. But I was nowhere near full. Mike stopped thrusting to catch his breath. Pushed back, thrusting his whole length inside me again. At least let me have the full package inside me god damnit!

Mike moaned. I could feel him lustfully smirk at me. "H-heh..... Someone's needy~"

He spanked me, causing me to just and moan. He starts thrusting inside me again. My moans grow desperate once more, as he gets back to destroying me. His big cock hits every spot perfectly~

Golden Freddy teleports closer. I could smell his cock, as he masturbated in front of my face. My tongue hung out again as Mike grew rougher. I moaned, staring up at Golden Freddy. I touch the tip of him with my tongue, inviting the other bear to take my throat. He shuttered, and grabbed my head. Before I could completely prepare myself, he thrusted deep down my throat. I gag, and look up lustfully. He starts thrusting down my throat, as I choke and moan. Mike keeps thrusting with everything he has from behind. I moan and suck on Goldie with the same aggressive lust Mike has. I moan around Golden Freddy's dick, as I cum again.

We go at it like this for hours. My insides swell as I let Mike fill me with cum, and my stomach fills full of Golden Freddy's love fluids. Neither of them stop, I don't want to...! They cum in me so many times,I can't even keep count I'm soon filled to the brim with their cum. They both pull out of me, and we all collapse to the floor. We all pant, as we tiredly kiss each other. Mike and Goldie put light pressure on my stomach, forcing the cum to escape my body.

Once my body is drained, we help each other clean up. "Tonight was.... C-certainly a night.... Goodness...."

The guard chuckles, as he cleans whatever cum he missed from my body. "We COULD make this a usual thing. You, me, Goldie, all of us fucking back here! Better than us being at each other's necks~"

We start checking each other for injuries. I blushed at the thought... Oh to be used like that, regularly....! I would definitely love to get used to that~

No injuries. So we all sit down, and cuddle. Waiting for 6am. It was oddly peaceful. After being used roughly as a sex toy, the calmness and comfortability is very much welcomed. It soon chimes 6,and we all leave. The others rush to me, relieved and surprised that I'm alright. They shoot Mike glares, and he just smirks. I get on stage happily, even though I can barely stand. I balance on my trembling legs, as the new day starts. My throat is sore, so it's hard to sing. But this discomfort is worth it for the pleasure Mike had given me! I can't wait for his next shift~

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You messed up again. You were adopted by a sweet animatronic bear, with soft golden fur. He loves you with all of his soul…. This is how you repay him for his kindness? The house is a mess, the dishes aren’t done, and here you are. Overwhelmed, and doing the one thing that relieves stress… Scrolling through your phone, being useless… Your siblings and cousins ruined the house over thanksgiving, and the dishes piled up. You’ve already had a lot of trouble keeping up with dishes anyways. You can only imagine what awaits you when your dad comes home… You’ll get yelled at for sure, grounded… When you go to say ‘I tried! I really did! I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, I’m sorry…’ he won't understand… You’re gonna make him regret loving you… Why couldn’t you do the one thing that you were told to do?! Well, two things, but still.

You keep scrolling, practically screaming at yourself to get SOMETHING done. The toys and clothes on the floor stare daggers at you. The dishes taunt you from the kitchen, making you feel more worthless. You can’t bring yourself to do anything that you are told… Pathetic. Are you not? It doesn’t help That your mom isn’t that understanding. She’s harsh, because you’re the oldest, and should be able to do basic things, but for some reason, it’s too hard. You shut down, you feel a deep pain within yourself… It hurts to try to do, and it hurts to not do. So you do what makes you happy, and it’s not productive. You lie in your room, being a waste. Waiting for your adoptive dad to get home…

There’s a click noise, as the door opens. You brace yourself for the worst. “Oh dear”, you hear from the front door, “Y/N, please come here my child!”

You reluctantly get up from the couch and walk over. The Nightmare bear looks down on you, with a stirn expression. “Goodness Y/N, your mother and I told you to clean the living room and to do the dishes! You’ve been unable to do that since we gave you those chores…”

You bow your head in shame. You look up sheepishly at your father’s face. He raised his voice a little. Not enough to scare you, but it’s obvious that he’s upset. You mumble softly, “sorry dad… I-I got overwhelmed…. I couldn’t even try…. I just gave up…. I’m sorry….”

You wait for yelling, or screaming. You wait for him to punish you for this stupid thing you couldn’t do. But instead of doing that, he sits you down. “Y/N… My child… It is alright my dear. If you were having THIS much trouble, you could’ve asked me for help, and I would’ve gladly helped you! Now, you’re going to be grounded, yes. But only until your chores are done, and over with. I’ll give you a task one step at a time, to help you with breaking it down. Now give me your phone, and we’ll get through this predicament together.”

Your father smiles softly at you. It’s a wonder how a living embodiment of fear can be so… Comforting. You smile back, thankful for his understanding, and you give him your phone. With human parents, they would scream at you, take your things, and threaten to destroy them or throw away the things you love. But your father is not human. He may be the embodiment of fear, but not the fear of disappointing parents, and the consequences that follow. The fear he ismade of does not define his existence. He is made of fear, but he does not make anyone fear him. Humans need to be more like him, especially parents.

He guides you through your chores, making sure that you don’t get distracted. He lets you choose whether or not you want to do a harder chore, or an easier one first. You start with an easier chore. You pick up the laundry and put it in the dirty clothes hamper. A start. An actual start! You couldn’t do that on your own for a whole… Well, since you got adopted! You soon finish the first task, and move on to the next. Then the next. Then the next. Then the next after that. You made actual progress now that you are being guided. The chores are soon completed, and you feel proud of yourself. The only one that’s more proud is Nightmare Fredbear. He picks you up, and holds you close. His chocolate and vanilla scented fur brings you further comfort. “I am so proud of you, my child,” he tells you, as he sits you atop his second muzzle on his stomach. He nuzzles your face, and kisses your forehead. You may be in highschool, but you will admit that being treated like a little kid is very comforting. “You did such a good job! You can have your phone back now. Just please let me know next time when you want to give up, so I can help break things down again…”

You smile, welcoming all the affection that he’s giving. Why couldn’t human parents be so understanding? You both continue to cuddle happily. Your dad is more important than your phone anyways. “Ok… I’ll let you know next time,” you smile. He purrs, as he continues to nuzzle your face. “Thank you papa…”

‘Papa’. He doesn’t mind whatever you call him. Mr. Nightmare, Mr. Strings, Father, dad, daddy, Nightmare Fredbear. You can call him whatever you wish. But… ‘Papa’, well… It holds a special in his soul, and you know that. He starts purring louder, and both his mouths smile wider. Your younger siblings are the only ones that call him papa regularly. You mainly call him dad, but you felt like this was a good time to call him that. You and your papa spend the rest of the day cuddling. More of his animal-like instincts take hold as you cuddle, his purring gets louder. “Y/N, do you mind if I…? W-well you know sometimes, when Frisk, or your other siblings don’t want to take their baths, I’ll sometimes…”

You know what he’s asking. He wants to groom you, like a bear cub. He normally grooms your siblings without question, but he knows how weird you find it. He wants to make sure that you’re ok with him giving you a tongue bath. You shrug. This is just how bears, and Nightmares bond, from what you know. A social thing. “Sure, go ahead.”

You feel him gently licking your head, purring. It was wet, and weird, but oddly… It felt nice. It tickled a little, but you didn’t mind. He licks your whole head, your hair is soaked, and your skin feels a little slimy, but it made you feel happy. You let him lick wherever else he wants to clean, as long as you’re comfortable. He purrs the entire time. You’d purr too, if you physically could. He soon finishes grooming you, and you're clean. You’re actually cleaner than you normally would be if you took a shower. What the hell is in Nightmare spit? Well, it doesn’t matter now. After your bath, you cuddle up against him again. Burying yourself in his soft fur. You soon fall asleep in his arms, smiling happily. You love this family, better than your foster families. You’re happy to finally be home.

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Father Son Bonding Time [FNAFtale]

The barrier was destroyed only a few days ago. Everyone was overjoyed! We got to see the sun again. After oh so long. The golden rays that we gave up everything for, shone down on my face. The warmth, making my body relax like I never let it before. The sunset was more beautiful than I remembered… We sacrificed so much for the sun. Our hope, our innocence, the lives of children… I remember when I judged those poor souls…. They were so tormented by their lives on the surface… The children never fell into the underground… they all had jumped, hoping that. If they survived their falls, we would finish them off… Frisk was different from those children. They had an unspoken goal, when jumping down. Perhaps they had planned to free us? Like hell if I know. It seems to have been their goal from the beginning, and I will remain forever grateful…. We all will.

As twilight began to shine down from the heavens, I looked up in awe. “....I forgot how different stars are from my books…. They’re more beautiful than the glow worms at Lilygear…”

I spoke softly to myself. The other animatronics were already fast asleep. They all had partied till they dropped during the morning. But not me, I don’t have the energy for that. Being the only one awake, I decided to take a walk through the woods. There was something I needed to do, but couldn’t for many, many years… The hands of the trees claw at my dirty suit, as I make my way to a very special place, that I was only told of, when my inner cub first started to die. When I first outlived my own innocence.

I come to a clearing, as the gold of dusk starts to fade from sight. In the clearing, only God knows how many stones… These stones are special though. All of them cut into shape, some carved more beautifully than others. But they all have one thing in common, that no matter their differences, you can tell what these stones are supposed to be. Names and dates carved into them… Graves… I walk through the graveyard, respecting the dead as I go. Avoiding the mounds of dirt, and paying silent respect to them as I pass them by. I’m a bit too experienced with spirits, and I don’t want anyone to rise again because of me being a fool. I find what I’m looking for, and I teleport up the hill.

Up on the hill, standing alone, is an old, and broken grave. There’s moss growing almost everywhere on the grave. A large crack in one side of the grave. I smile sadly at the grave, and fix it up the best I can. I clean off some of the moss and dirt from the stone. I place an echo flower on the mound that has been overtaken with wild flowers. Once the grave is cleaned off a bit, I speak to the dead body that I know is no longer there. “....Hi dad… I'm sorry… I-I’m sorry that I didn’t visit you sooner… A lot of stuff happened over the years… I’m sure you know that though… You’ve been watching us from heaven after all…. Right….?”

I am met with silence. As I expected. As I actually hoped to be honest. My old man deserved to rest after all… No matter how much I miss him, I know what my dad deserved. He deserved peace, and the greatest luxuries in heaven. On my father’s grave it reads, ‘Henry Thomas Emily’. Below his name are two dates, ‘1923-1990’. Below that are a few nice words, wishing him peace in the afterlife, ‘The kindest man to have ever lived. A father. And a friend. Rest in peace, and return to the angels where you belong’.... Yeah, my father was an angel among men…. He was too kind for his own good. He was one of those people you couldn’t hate no matter how hard you tried. Hating him was a war that would never be won, but loving him was just as much of a losing game in the end. He gave to the poor and homeless in every way he could. Once during the winter, he came to Fredbear’s Family Diner in a t-shirt, because he gave his jacket and sweater to a homeless man. Not a few hours later, that same man found the diner, and my father gave him work. That man changed for the better thanks to my father. That wasn’t the only good thing that he did. He had a program for kids and adults alike, that allowed them to have free food, and shelter at the fazbear locations. He even put showers in some locations that provided free shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. He said that the customers were part of the fazbear family… I guess he really wanted to sell the whole “family” thing by making the restaurants be like a home. By stars, did that work…. So many guards that would lose their lives there saw each other as family… They saw us as family… They saw HIM as family….

Everything went down the drain when the children were killed. Seven innocent children, one of them being my sister. I had witnessed her death, actually… I was only a kid at the time. She was five, and I was thirteen. I was taking cake to children that day. They were all so demanding of me. The kids were greedy, and wanted cake all for themselves. The security puppet that was built to look after kids and help with the prize corner was stuck in her box. The kids had put some presents on top of her box, and she couldn’t get out. I couldn’t walk over, because I was too obedient to my code back then. Outside, my sister was locked out by the kids. They locked her out because she always got cake from me first, and she’d always get more attention from me. The purple man had killed her out in the rain… He left her body out by the dumpster…

When my father told me what happened that day, I was confused. I didn’t have a concept of death. I wasn’t programmed to know about that type of loss. I didn’t know why my dad was so sad after that man “took her to heaven”. All I knew was that heaven was a nice place that good people could only go to. Sure, Charlie could never come back, but if you stayed a good person you’d see your loved ones again eventually, right? Right…? It wasn’t till my father’s suicide that I understood his grief… My brother and I were on stage after a long day of work, just resting. My father walked up to me, with the face of an angel that walked the sinner’s path in hell and believed they deserved the unjust damnation. Even a face like that would seem more joyful… He shut me off, and took me to the office. When I woke up, my fur was warm and wet, and pained cries filled the air, like the blood filled the room. The snapping of bones, as my springlocks crushed my father’s body still haunt my dreams to this day… for a few moments, I was blind, and my eyes felt wet. I could feel them push through my father’s skull, and my jaw started to crush his… When I opened my eyes, my golden fur was crimson with the pain my father inflicted on himself using me… that was the day that I learned the true meaning of “death”. He cried like I had never heard a human sob before… I tried to call for help… I screamed… Pleaded… Begged… For someone, anyone… To save him. I called for help, BUT NOBODY CAME.

I stared at the grave with sorrow, remembering what my body was forced to do. At least my father is free now, right…? The shackles of life, and the pain that went with it, fell from him years ago… but, he could've gotten help, right…? Is it selfish of me to wish that he had tried harder, despite sacrificing his all? I feel like it is… He wanted death… He yearned for it… I sadly know how that feels now, personally. “Heh…. I know… ya can’t hear me… dad…? I miss you… so much… Remember when I first woke up, dad…? You looked at me, with so much pride… ya told me I was your ‘greatest creation’! Heh…. Guess I’m a disappointment then… You built me to make people happy… But I couldn’t even do that for myself… Not after you died… It’s been over ten thousand years… You’d think I’d get over it… Heh, I guess you’re hard to get over… Huh, dad…? ‘Return to the angels, where you belong’... That really fits you, dad… If you weren’t an angel before… You are one now…”

“…” I am met with silence once again. If he was alive, he would've said something along the lines of ‘You're not a disappointment Fred… Even if you were a disappointment, I would still love you, along with many others! You are loved, and you need a little help… Just like I did… You’re allowed to cry, and feel bad, because you're grieving… And even if you weren’t grieving, you’re allowed to cry, son…’ So I did just that. I laid half on the mound, like a little kid would lay half on their parents, and wept. I cried, wishing I could cling to him, like the cub I wish I was… The cub that died with him… The moon covered her sheets of white light over us, as I grieved a loss that I never could before. As the stars danced in the night, I began to sing… “There's an emptiness tonight~

A hole that wasn't there before~

And I keep reaching for the light~

But I can't find it anymore~

There's an emptiness tonight~

A heavy hand that pulls me down~

They say it's gonna be alright~

But can't begin to tell me how~

And I ask myself out loud~

Have I been lost all along~

Was there something I could say or something I should not have done~

Was I lost all along~

Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one~

Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one~

Is there sunshine where you are~

The way there was when you were here~

Cause I'm just sitting in the dark~

In disbelief that this is real~

Disbelief that this is real~

Have I been lost all along~

Was there something I could say or something I should not have done~

Was I lost all along~

Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one~

Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one~

And I ask myself out loud~

Have I been lost all along~

Was there something I could say or something I should not have done~

Was I lost all along~

Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one~

Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one~”

I sighed heavily, and looked to the sky. Ursa Major and Ursa Minor both shone brightly. Brighter than the other stars. My dad had told me, when I was a cub, that our loved ones made our favorite stars shine brighter, to remind us that they aren’t gone… Dad must be smiling down on me. I kiss his grave, and take out my plushie. The last thing I have of my dad, other than a photo that I have of my family. Before I fall asleep, I smile. “Goodnight dad… I love you too…”

[gds-fanfic-blog]

(I wrote this at school, using This writing prompt)

3. The sun is so much brighter when viewed as you drift through space.

The Last Golden Gift [FNAFtale]

So many years have passed since we were freed from the underground by the human. I have seen the sun “for the first time” over…. I’ve…. Huh. I’ve lost count. There were timelines before this, the human has proceeded. Some, where they had freed us…. Others…..? Not so pleasant. I have witnessed dustspread and bloodshed like no other has, except for the human. This is the longest pacifist timeline I have seen… So far at least. There goes my pessimistic mindset again…. I wish I could trust Frisk more, but they have killed me so many times….

At least they let us have the sun for this long this time. But the price we paid for it was immense. There were so many murders… So many lives lost just so we could stay on the surface. So we could keep the golden glow worth so much more than what it was all taken for granted for. You don’t know how much something is worth till it’s taken from you… And you don’t know how much you’re willing to sacrifice in order to keep it once you finally get it back. ‘How much did you sacrifice for the sun?’ That’s a question that we animatronics and monsters get. We get it a lot. The humans that had hurt us… They have long since died. But we won in the end, we still remain despite their efforts, and we have peace. The price for it? Well, when we escaped, the population we had was over three hundred fifty billion people… In over a few years the number went down to only a little under seven million…. The number kept getting lower each day, the mass murders were so bad….

But that price….? Was it worth it? Well, I don’t want the dead to think their sacrifice has been taken for granted… When we had already lost it once. Thanks to them, I am a person once again. They died, and their murders were labeled as ‘property damage’ in court, while I, and many others get to live free. Free and unafraid. For the first time in millions of years, we get to have our golden light in peace. After The Era of Depression, The Era of Ecstasy, and now The Space era. We’ve lost so many people over the years… Humans don’t live that long… Only one-hundred years, and that’s if they’re lucky. While those of us that are left…. Are still here…. I’ve seen so many humans be born, live, then die… Many of my friends didn’t wish to see more of their friend’s families die… So I lost those friends as well…. I’m just glad that there’s now a new king in heaven… They now have a place beyond the stars.

It’s been over twenty-eight billion years. The sun remains still, but not for long. I have seen many a star die during this time. Each death, more spectacular than the last. The sun lasted much longer than we all had expected, but the time was welcomed. We all had evacuated earth a long time ago. Taking our homes we didn’t want destroyed, and the patches of earth we wanted to take to our new homes. I personally took a patch of earth from my favorite spot in the underground, the two graves that belong to my human family. My father that built me, and the body of my sister that was laid down to rest. I didn’t want to leave them behind… Many of my people did the same. Not wanting to lose the people we loved yet again. Others left the bodies. Their destruction being their final way of rest. My father and sister are both now, long since turned to dust. But it’s still nice to have graves to go to and mourn.

I look to the sun from the ship we are floating in. The sun shines for a few more moments through the windows. Giving us their final riches of beautiful gold. A goodbye gift in a way. The gods and goddesses of our beautiful star have grown tired, and weak. It’s time for them to rest. We are the first to watch the immortal grow old. In the final moments of the life of our small solar system, we all watch the sun one last time.

I feel a tug at my leg, and hear a small, beautiful voice. “Great Grandpa…? Is the sun really dying….?”

Down at my leg, my great granddaughter looks up at me, with tears forming in her eyes. Oil starts to well in my own, as I give my answer.

“Yes… The sun’s dying kiddo… Ra has grown tired…. Along with Sol, Helios, Arinna, Surya, Huitzilopochtli, Inti, Kinich Ahau, Lugh, Mithra, and so many others… They may be the gods of the sun… But the sun wasn’t supposed to last…. At least…. We’re getting a chance to say goodbye to it…. And to them… Right, Arpina?”

She thinks for a moment, as my grandson and her father, Nebula, picks her up. She looks at me, upset, but with a look of understanding. “I guess so… Still…. It’s gonna be hard to say goodbye…. Both to the sun, and our god friends….”

Nebula holds her close, trying to comfort her. He pets her gently, making my tiny great grandcub purr. She nuzzles his paw, wiping some of her tears in the process. My daughter, Stellaursa, clings to my husband, Fell. She may be built to her full size, and so is her son Nebula…. But, they are still cubs at heart… Or soul in our case. “Papas….? I’m gonna miss the sun…. I’m gonna miss the earth….. I already miss all of my friends….. Why must we all live through so much loss….?”

I gently nuzzle her. Wiping her tears with my face, trying to give her some comfort. “It’ll be ok…. Most of the gods aren’t dying…. Just going to sleep…. They’ll wake up again some day…. As for the ones that are dying… It’s time for them to rest…. It’d be selfish of us to want them to stay…. But also understandable….. This is just how it is…..”

‘This is just how it is….’ That’s something I used to say all the time…. When we would get beaten in the streets… When I would have to explain to humans passing by why I wouldn’t step in to save my own daughter from bullies, till the royal guard showed up…. When I had to explain to Satan himself why many of the damned kept asking him if they made it to heaven, because there was a greater hell on earth…. I hated saying that. But, heh, this is…. Just how it is….

I hear my brother, Springbonnie walking over with their family. He spoke loudly, but calmly. “HELLO BROTHER! NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN….. WAITING FOR THE FINAL MOMENTS OF THE SUN, FREDBEAR?”

His partner Funtime Foxy stands near him, wearing unusually casual clothes. Next to Spring, on the other side of him was his daughter, Funtinnie. With her, is her Wife Wendy Wolf, and their child Bexy. I smile at them, but I am unable to hide the pain in my face. “Yeah…. Just like everyone else….”

We all stand at the window, watching and waiting for the end. I start to hum a melody, to pass what seems to be an endless amount of time. My husband follows my tune, then my brother, his partner, my daughter, my niece, then their cubs as well. The humming is heard by other passengers of the ship we are on. The song spreads through the ship. We hum for hours, before we begin to sing. “Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy~

Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry~

Sunshine on the water looks so lovely~

Sunshine almost always makes me high~

If I had a day that I could give you~

I'd give to you the day just like today~

If I had a song that I could sing for you~

I'd sing a song to make you feel this way~

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy~

Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry~

Sunshine on the water looks so lovely~

Sunshine almost always makes me high~

If I had a tale that I could tell youI'd tell a tale sure to make you smile~

If I had a wish that I could wish for you~

I'd make a wish for sunshine for all the while~

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy~

Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry~

Sunshine on the water looks so lovely~

Sunshine almost all the time makes me high~”

We didn’t even notice how close the sun was before- BOOM!!! ….The sun shone it’s brightest, for the very last time. A supernova…. With tears streaming down our faces, we sang one last time. “........Sunshine almost always~”

The sun was the brightest it had ever been…. The sun was so much brighter now that we were drifting in space, as it gave it’s last show…. It’s very last golden gift… Then the sun was no more.