[Hi! Okay, so I read your questions and this idea came into my head. Before I share it, though, I'pl answer the questions you asked me. Okay, so Cassette Man is basically one of the two guys who stopped Springtrap, the other being Michael Afton (whose role Heidi has). He got everybody into the same place so he could burn the place down and send everyone where they were going (which wasn’t good for Springtrap) because he partly blamed himself for what happened. Also, yeah, Harold didn’t have such a good time in that suit- and it’s certainly not nuclear goo in that bowl. Anyway, this is the ending scene where George and Harold exchange comments.]
The fire was raging, prompting George to sigh, almost content. It wasn’t exactly his vision of how his life would end, but after what had happened, he’d take anything that would give him peace- and take it from the guy who’d started this whole mess. Sighing, George opened the door to a back room where a beaten-up Turbo Toilet suit with an awful stench lay. When he entered the room, the suit stood up and growled. “Here to gloat, Beard?"
"No. But I deserve to. All this work just to bring down one guy. You should feel honored.” George sat down and sighed. “You don’t regret killing them, do you, Harold?"
"Nope. I never liked them, anyway. Krupp was always a pain in my-"
George stood, slamming a wall. "That doesn’t matter! What does matter is that you ended five human lives in a temper tantrum! And tried to kill your own sister! You deserve what’s coming to you!"
Harold laughed bitterly. "It won’t stick, George. Didn’t before, won’t now."
George smiled back. "You think so, don’t you? Not everyone was here last time. I brought Edith back."
Harold went pale. "What?"
"Yep. I worked so hard to find her, and now I have. She was using the WWW bot. Who knew?"
Suddenly, an awful sound began ringing through the halls. Harold flinched and asked, "What’s that? WHAT’S THAT?"
George shot his friend a grin. "That, Harold Hutchins, is the sound of the darkest pit of Hell opening to swallow you whole."
"No!” Harold shouted. “I’m not going down like this, George! You can’t keep me down!"
George glared. "Won’t have to. The devil can do it for me. Don’t keep him waiting, old friend."
George left the room to the sound of Harold’s screams.
[I’ll be honest, with how I portrayed Harold in this, I enjoyed writing this. I feel bad for George, though. Really stinks that he has to die. Also, if you aren’t busy, I wouldn’t mind seeing this illustrated. Hope you enjoyed!]
…Yeah that’s all messed up. Sucks that their friendship had to end like that in this AU.
Also, I was wondering ‘what the heck was the ‘www bot’? It took me a few moments before I got what the letters stood for.
I’ll see about an illustration. I can’t promise anything right now. (By the way, why don’t you have a tumblr account yet?)
