William and Henry are busy trying to set up the Christmas decorations at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. The boys get a little silly while decorating, which leads to an unusual and...surprisingly wholesome confession from Henry.
It's almost Christmas! WOO HOO! For anyone wondering, Yes! I did watch the FNAF 2 movie, and I LOVED IT! Dusk (my bf) can confirm I was literally stimming on the way to the theater, squealing in my seat during the movie, and wouldn't shut up about the movie on the bus ride home. The callbacks to the games and the memes were ENDLESS! And getting to see the stories previously shown in pixelated form, FINALLY getting brought to life THROUGH THE MOVIE?! It was like I walked into a candy shop and got an insane sugar rush! I just could not be contained (Much to Dusk's amusement...)!
This fanfiction takes place in the FNAF Movie universe, long before Charlotte's death. So when you're reading it, imagine Matthew Lillard and Skeet Ulrich messing around in the first pizzeria. It'll make things more fun for you, as it did for me. I hope you all enjoy, and MERRY CHRISTMAS ONE AND ALL!!!
Henry and William had been busy almost all day, trying to put up Christmas decorations around the main room of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. William had been hanging up the lights against the wall, and around the front stage where the animatronics usually performed. Meanwhile, Henry was putting up the christmas tree and wrapping tinsel around it.
“Hey Will?” Henry spoke up.
“Hold on-” William climbed down the ladder and looked at him. “Yeah?”
Henry handed him one side of the tinsel. “Can you throw this up with me?” Henry asked.
William raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “Throw it up…Like rope?” He asked.
“Yeah.” Henry held onto the other side. “If we gave it some extra motion, we might be able to get it higher.” He explained.
William rolled his eyes with a laugh. “I could just grab the ladder, you know.” Will reminded him.
“Well yeah, but…This is more fun.” Henry admitted.
William sighed and readied his arm. “Fine.” He looked up at the tree. “One…Two…”
“Three!” Henry and William threw the tinsel up to a tree branch, and watched as it miraculously landed on one of the high branches. The rest of the tinsel dangled down like a looping rope, leaving William with the rest of the tinsel.
“Wow…” William looked down at the tinsel, and smiled. “I’m surprised that worked!” He reacted.
Henry smirked and nudged his friend. “Now why would you doubt me?” He asked.
William rolled his eyes and threw some more of the tinsel onto the tree. The tinsel landed on a slightly shorter branch, but still worked itself inside the branch enough to keep it secure. William smiled a little brighter and handed Henry another piece of the tinsel. “Care to help with the rest, tinsel master?” He asked.
Henry laughed a little bit and grabbed the tinsel. “Okay.” He readied his hand. “One…Two-”
“Whoa whoa-” William adjusted himself more. “Give me a minute to get ready first!” He reacted.
“Oh come on, I thought you were ready!” Henry reacted.
“Did I look ready?!” William asked.
“Yeah!” Henry responded.
William chuckled and adjusted himself one more time. “Alright, I’m ready.”
“Okay. One…Two…Three!” Henry threw it up alongside William, and watched as the tinsel clipped slightly onto a tiny branch…only to fall down. “Fuck…” He muttered.
“One more time?” Will asked.
Henry snickered. “What happened to Mr. ‘Grab the latter’ Afton?” Henry asked.
“Oh, easy.” William fixed his hair and adjusted his arm. “You became a genius.” He responded. “On three.” William spoke up.
“One…” Henry started.
“Two…” William said next.
“Three!” Henry yelled before throwing it up. William threw it up at the same time, allowing the tinsel to soar up to a branch. The tinsel landed onto a secure branch, allowing the rest of the tinsel to loop like the first one.
“Perfect!” William declared.
“You got into this quick.” Henry said with a smirk.
“So what if I did?” Will asked.
Henry put his hands up in defense. “Nothing, just…I’m enjoying the moment.”
William smiled at him for a few moments, before looking down at his watch. “Okay. About 3 more hours until we gotta head home. Think we can get this humongous tree done before then?” He asked.
Henry raised an eyebrow. “Depends on how fast you can put up the rest of the Christmas lights.” He mentioned.
“What do you mean? I have them-” William started looking around the room, and quickly noticed only half the job was done. “...Oh. Right.” William cleared his throat and fixed his glasses. “I’ll get to it.” He responded.
Henry chuckled and walked up to a box. “Good.” He opened the box and rummaged around in it for a moment. “Think fast:” Henry threw something at him, landing it right onto Will’s face.
William grunted and took the red thing off his face. “What the hell, dude?” He looked down at the piece of cloth with white faux fur. It was a christmas hat…A rather old one, at that.
“What? Not feeling festive enough?” Henry teased.
William rolled his eyes and put it onto his head. “Didn’t know feeling festive meant hauling shit at people.” Will mentioned, adjusting the hat. As he pulled the back of the hat towards his neck, he felt something rip off the fabric. He brought his hand forward, raising an eyebrow at the clump of fake fur in his hand. “Where did you get this? It’s old as shit.” William asked.
“My grandma donated a bunch of Christmas decorations. I tried to tell her the hats were rubbish, but she insisted they were “Just fiiiine!”.” Henry’s voice changed to a traditional Grandma voice when quoting her.
William wheezed and bursted out laughing. “I’m sorry, your Grandma?!” William cackled. “Let me guess, let me guess: She made it while your Grandpa was fighting in the battle of Narvik.” He joked.
Henry raised his eyebrows. Did he seriously just make that joke?! “I-” He paused for a moment. “So what if she did?! At least my grandpa didn’t try to be buddy-buddy with Germany, of all places.” Henry shot back.
“At least my ancestors actually won their battle.” William teased.
Henry sighed and shook his head. “You’re a dick, you know that?” Henry muttered aloud.
“Yeah, I know…” William chuckled.
“You could stand to lose the attitude before the day’s over.” Henry warned him as he grabbed some ornaments.
Will paused. “And you could stand to lose the grumpiness, Mr. Grinch.” William shot back with a smirk as he picked up more lights.
“Right back at ya, Mr. Scrooge.” Henry shot back.
William chuckled and put on his best Mr. Scrooge impression. “BaH hUmBuG!” He said in a growly voice. “The story would be so much different if I was Scrooge.” William joked.
“Yeah. forget the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future.” Henry mentioned. “You’d have the Ghosts of Christmas Pest, Christmas Coal, and Christmas Failure.” Henry muttered.
William turned to him with shock. “Jeeesus, Henry! Who ruined your Christmas last night?!” Henry asked.
“Hmmmm…” Henry smirked as he put more ornaments onto the tree. “I wonder…” He kept saying. He reached his arms high, to try and hang more ornaments.
…Only for Henry to feel something poke his side. Henry yelped and pulled his arms down, dropping the ornaments in the process.
“Whoops!” Someone caught the falling ornaments and chuckled, waving them towards him. “My bad! I forgot how ticklish you are!” William reacted, clearly faking his sympathetic tone.
Henry rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Was that really necessary?” He asked.
“I mean, you did call me Scrooge.” William mentioned.
Henry chuckled. “Last I checked, Scrooge doesn’t tickle people.” Henry tried to take the ornaments.
“Nooo…” William put them back into the decoration box. “But last I checked, he does get his Christmas spirit back.” William teased, before poking his side.
“Will, don’t!” Henry warned. “I’m working.”
“Oh, NOW look who’s being a grumpy ol’ scrooge?” William teased.
“Are you even done hanging the li-” Henry looked around, and widened his eyes as he saw the lights hung up perfectly around the pizzeria. They’d only been working for 10 minutes! And Will’s already done?! “How in the hell did-”
“Boop!” William poked his side again.
“aAH-!” Henry grabbed his sides and glared at Will, who was now laughing at him. “Why?!”
“Cause it’s funny!” William reacted.
“Quit being a dick!” Henry yelled at him.
Will slowly walked closer to his friend. “I’ll quit being a dick…” He stood 2 feet away from Henry’s face. “The moment YOU…” He grabbed his shoulder. “-Stop being a grouch.” He scratched his fingers against his upper ribs.
Henry wheezed and doubled over, clenching his arm against his sides. “Duhude stop!” Henry tried to push him away…But William only took advantage of it and tickled both his lower sides. “AahaHAHA!” He jumped and backed up slightly. “Ssstahap- Wihihill stahap!” It had only been a few seconds, and Henry was already struggling to stay on his feet.
“Are you done being a grumpy ol’ grouch now?” Will asked him.
Henry’s body veered to the left to try and get out of his grip. “Hehehe- Yehes! Yehehes!” Henry responded.
“Good.” William smiled and brought his arms back.
Henry took in a few breaths and cleared his throat before staring at Will. “Why tickling, of all things?”
Will chuckled. “Cause it works!” He responded.
“Yeah…” He adjusted his shirt. “A little too well.”
“Too well?” Will raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “What’s ‘too well’ supposed to mean?” He asked.
Henry sighed and walked to the box. “You know what I mean.”
William chuckled and walked to the decoration box as well. “Care to explain?” He asked, pulling out a couple ornaments.
Henry grabbed some ornaments and put them onto the tree. “I don’t think I really need to.” He admitted.
“Well, maybe not…” Will put up a couple ornaments. “But maybe I want you to?”
Henry sighed and grabbed more ornaments. “Let’s just say…It’s kinda funny seeing how childish you can get.” He admitted with a small smile.
William blinked with surprise for a moment…Before looking at Henry. “Really?”
“Yeah. You almost never get childish or playful, unless it’s in front of your kids.” Henry admitted. “Your kids talk about it all the time.” He admitted.
William raised his eyebrows. “I…” He stared at him. “Wait wait wait…” William crossed his hands with a shocked smirk. “Are you…jealous?” He asked.
“Jealous? Or your kids?! No! I’m glad you’re playful with your kids!” Henry tried to explain. “But sometimes…” Henry chuckled and scratched the back of his head. “You’re too serious around me.”
William snorted and chuckled. “Serious?” He clarified.
“Well, yeah.” Henry admitted. “You rarely let loose.”
William’s smirk was slowly building, the longer Henry tried to explain himself. “Uh huh…” He sing-songed.
“You’re always acting mature and serious around me, only really cracking jokes.” Henry admitted.
William snickered quietly as he let Henry dig his own grave further down.
“Which- I like the jokes, they are really funny. But…” Henry tried to think of what else to say. “Uhhh…”
“You want me…to be more playful?” William tried to sum up his words.
“Well…Only if you want to, like I’m not gonna make you do anything you don’t want…mostly cause it’ll come off as forced and awkward if you do that…” Henry was still trying to beat around the bush. “But I mean-” Henry paused for a moment and covered his eyes with his hands. “I don’t know…I like when you’re playful, and I want to-” Henry squealed and jumped as he felt two pairs of fingers against his sides.
“Sorry, what was that?” Will declared as he dug his fingers into his side. “Couldn’t hear that last part. Could you repeat it for me?” He asked playfully.
“aAHAhahaha! Ihihi sahahaid- Ihihi wahahant to seehee it mohohohore-” He gasped and arched his back. “aAHA! NO-DON-DON-DON- WIHIHILL DOHOHOHON’T!”
“Oh, I’m sorry! Were you talking?” Will teased. “My sincerest apologies!” Will moved his fingers up to his ribs. “Pleeease continue.”
“IHIHIHI- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!” Henry could feel his knees buckling under him. “IHI’MGONNAFAHALL-”
William grunted as he caught his friend. “I gotcha.” Will spoke up. He gently laid Henry down to the ground and made sure he was okay. “You alright?”
“Hehehe- Ihi’m fine.” Henry reassured him. “I’m good, don’t worry abohOHOHOHOUT IHIHIT!” Henry wheezed and squealed, kicking his legs slightly.
“Goood, gooood.” He chuckled as his fingers slowly trailed up to his armpits.
“HAHAhahaha! Hahahaha-” He snorted and squeaked, shaking his head. “Yohohohou’re bruhuhutahahal!” Henry reacted.
William wheezed. “Whahat?!” He dug his nimble fingers into the spaces between the higher ribs. “The hell do you mean ‘brutal’?!” William started poking his fingers between the third and fourth spaces of his ribs. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” Will asked.
“YEHEHEHES!” Henry yelled, rolling onto his left.
“Then what are you even complaining about?!” Will asked.
“HAhaha-” He wheezed and somehow managed to curl himself up more. “KKkkkhahahahaha!” He laughed, kicking his feet slightly.
“Oho, oh wait-” William pulled Henry onto his back and moved his hand up to his head. “Were you not expecting this, or something?” William asked him.
“Ihihi dohon’t know whahat- WAHAHAIT- FAHACK!” Henry’s voice managed to go up a whole octave as he reached back for his neck. “EEEHEEHEEK! NAT THEHERE! PLEEEHEEHEEHEEASE!” Henry snorted.
William chuckled and went for his armpit with his other hand.
Henry’s hands immediately fell down as he tried to cover up his armpits. “NAHAHAHA! YOU DIHIHIHICK!” He shouted.
“Ohoho! I’m a dick now?!” William reacted. “Last I checked, you were all like ‘YoU’rE tOo SeRiOuS! YoU’rE nEvEr ChILdIsH aRoUnD mE!’” William used a silly high voice to represent Henry. “But now you’re calling me a dick for being childish! Make up your mind, dude!” William reacted.
Henry was too busy snorting and laughing quite high-pitched to properly answer.
“What? Did you have a moment of regret?” William asked, starting to laugh at himself. “Did you really think I’d just drop it?! I’ve wanted to be playful with you for ages now! But I was too nervous, because of how serious YOU are!” William admitted.
Henry was still squealing and giggling, kicking his feet somewhat wildly by this point. “WIHIHIHILL PLEEEHEHEHEHEEEASE!” He started begging.
Will chuckled and stopped tickling him. “Alright, alright. There you go. You can breathe now.” He told him.
Henry took in several breaths and rubbed the back of his neck. Giggles would sometimes come out as he tried to breathe, rendering his breathing somewhat useless.
William was staring at Henry as he tried to recover. “Is that what you wanted?” He asked. “Or was that a little too much for Mr. Giggles over here?” He asked next.
William was expecting a half-ass comment or a couple more giggles from his friend. If anything, he wasn’t expecting much of a response at all! Henry was still trying to make up for the loss of oxygen during the tickle fight.
But what he did NOT expect…Was to be pulled down to the ground by him.
“Lihisten here, Will.” Henry warned him. “You’re playful as shit…I’ll give you that.” He told him. “But don’t think for a second…that you’re getting out of this without getting anything back.” He warned.
William smirked and crossed his arms. “Alright, fine. Try me.” He responded.
“Gladly.” Henry declared. Eager to get him cackling, Henry immediately went for his hips, catching William off guard.
“Wahait- WHAHAHAT?!” William wheezed and snorted, cackling almost immediately. “FUHUHUCK! HOHOHOW-”
“Oh right: How did I know?” Henry asked. “Well…Let’s just say, Michael sucks at keeping secrets.” Henry declared.
“SHIHIHIHIT!” William’s confidence had been thrown right out the window the moment Michael was mentioned. Dammit! Why did Michael have to sell him out like that?!
In spite of the silly banter and tickle fights, Henry and Will DID end up getting the place decorated. But…they did have to stay an extra half an hour later than they expected…
William is refusing to go home from work, due to being slammed with so much paperwork. But Henry is having none of it. So he pulls an inconvenient prank on his buddy in an attempt to get him away from the work desk. And it works! Well...kinda.
I was in a rare mood to write some fluffy Afton & Emily content. And this is what I came up with! I hope you enjoy!
William and Henry’s friendship was unlike any friendships between two males would really look like. It was more fun and silly, buddy-buddy if you will. They were opposites in a lot of ways, but they always found that silly, childish middle ground.
And there was this one time when their childishness was on full display:
One day, William had been working overtime…and no matter how many pre-punch out warnings Henry had gave him, the man just refused to pack up to go home. William had been sitting at his desk, working on paperwork with his black telephone right beside him. And Henry had already packed up his stuff, and was about to leave. He looked at William. “You realize it’s 10 after 5, right?” Henry asked.
William looked at his watch, before sighing as he stared at his stack of papers. “I can’t go yet. I have to finish this.” William told him.
“Come on! It’s quitting time. Don’t you wanna go home and see your kids?” Henry asked, poking his shoulder.
“I do. But I also need to get a few more of these pages done before I go home. I’m slammed. So unless you wanna help me get these done on time, then leave me be.” He told him.
Henry chuckled and pulled on something. “Good luck then.” He said before walking out of the room.
William looked over at the telephone, expecting a phone call to get one more crucial detail so he could finish this top sheet. But looking at the telephone, something caught the corner of his eye: something was missing.
“What-” William looked towards the outlet. Where’s the cord? William looked towards the side of the telephone and verbally cursed. “Henry, have you seen the phone cord?” William asked, turning to look for him.
“No! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Henry replied casually.
“The-the phone cord for the-” William looked at Henry and towards his hand.
“Oh! I’m sorry…” Henry waved the black thing in his hand. “Do you mean this little cord?” Henry asked with a smirk.
“I-Henry…” William started to walk up to Henry, but watched as Henry stepped back at the same time with a growing smirk on his face. William’s face was slowly growing less and less amused. “Henry…” He muttered.
“Whaaat?” Henry replied.
“Give it to me, now.” William ordered, holding out his hand.
“And risk you staying till 2am like last time?” Henry added. “Nah.”
William made a fist and started to run up to him. “GIVE IT!” William yelled, jumping to tackle him down.
But Henry dodged his tackle and ran a few steps away, laughing his head off at William’s faceplant against the floor, before taking off running down the hall. “COME AND GET IT, LOSER!” Henry shouted.
William slapped the ground before getting up, and sprinting down the hall after him. “HENRY, THIS IS RIDICULOUS.”
“I THINK YOUR MISSUS WOULD DISAGREE.” Henry teased over his shoulder.
Henry sprinted into the security office and out the exit to the hallway on the other side. Then, he sprinted down that hallway back to the front.
“HENRY I SWEAR TO GOD!” William was slowly catching up to Henry, and trying to think of how to trap him so he could get the cord back.
“WE CAN RUN LAPS ALL DAY!” Henry yelled back. “AND YOU STILL WON’T GET THIS CORD BACK.”
William eventually managed to trap him against a corner. Smirking now, William placed both his hands and feet against either side of the wall, to stop him from getting out. “You’re stuck now, cord thief.” William warned.
“Am I, now?” Henry smirked as he put the cord around his neck like a scarf before starting to skitter his fingers on William’s armpits.
William widened his eyes in horror. “aAAAH-” He yelled before squeezing them shut. “OHNO-” William blurted out, hissing as he brought his arms against his sides to cover up his armpits.
“How long can Willy the crybaby handle being tickled?” Henry asked confidently.
“H-HENRYHYHY-” William’s wobbly smile grew wider as he quickly lost control of himself. “DAHAHA! DAMMIHIHIHIT!” William laughed, finally dropping to his knees. “WAHAIT- *snort* HEHEHEHENRYYYY!” William laughed, even letting out a snort in between.
Henry stopped tickling and quickly tried to escape. “aHA! SEE YA- AAH!” Henry yelped as he fell to the ground.
“Hehehehe…” William chuckled lowly, holding Henry’s foot. Henry’s choice to escape would end up being a HUGE mistake. “I’ve got you now, little bastard.” William said with a devilish smirk on his face, tightening his grip on Henry’s ankle.
“W-William! Wait-” Henry reacted as he tried to kick William’s hand off his ankle with his other foot. “Let’s talk about this!” But William caught the bottom of the other shoe with his other hand. Instinctively, Henry pulled on his foot. “WAIT! LET GO!” Henry ordered, pulling and shaking his leg to get his foot out.
But this would only end up wiggling his foot free of his shoe. His shoe would pop right off, leaving Henry’s socked foot out in the open. Henry froze in place for those few seconds. “......Uh oh…”
William dropped the shoe and grabbed the socked foot all in one quick swoop. “Come here, you!” William pulled his foot underneath Will’s armpit and trapped the ankle in his armpit almost like a chokehold. Then, he started skittering his fingers on Henry’s vulnerable arch.
“eeEEEHEHEHEHAHAhahahaha! WAHAHAhahahahait nohoHOHOHOhoho!” Henry yelled. “Lehehet me gohohohohoho!” He begged.
“Give me the goddamn phone cord then, smart aleck.” William ordered.
“NOHOHO! NOHOT ON MYHY LIHIHIFE!” Henry yelled back.
“Then suffer under the hands of the dreaded tickle monster, Henry.” William replied. “You wanted to play? You wanted me to stop working? Con-fucking-gratulations. You did just that.” William declared with a sarcastic, witty tone.
“WOHOHORTH IHIHIT!” Henry yelled back.
“Really? You want these tickles right now?” William asked.
“IHIHI DIHIHIDN’T SAHAHAY THAHAT!” Henry yelled back.
“You didn’t? Then enlighten me, oh smart one: What did you mean?” William asked as he moved his fingers down to his heel.
“IHIHI MEHEHEANT IHIhihit wahahas wohohohorth gehehetting you to stohohop wohohorking!” Henry replied, growing more giggly than before.
“Well, you did succeed at that. But you still didn’t answer my other question: Do you want these tickles?” William asked, moving his fingers back to the arch again.
“WhahahahAHAHAHAT?!” Henry reacted, squealing as the tickling doubled for him.
“You heard me.” William replied. “Did you want to be tickled?” William asked as he moved his fingers up to the top sole of his foot.
“WHOHOHO TOHOHOLD YOHOHOU THAHAT?!” Henry asked.
William couldn’t help the laugh that left his mouth. “STILL not answering my goddamn question!” He reacted with a smile on his face. “Do you wanna be tickled?! Or do you want me to stop? It’s an easy question!” William asked him once again.
“YEHEHEHESS!” Henry replied.
“Oh my fucking- YES TO WHAT?!” William asked, growing slightly infuriated.
“YEHEHEHES! JUHUHUHUST YEHEHES!” Henry yelled back.
“You know what-” William stopped tickling and just dropped his foot to the ground.
“Hehehehe- ohohowww!” Henry whined, grabbing his own foot and rubbing the tickles and the newfound pain away. “Yohohou suhuhuck.” Henry complained.
William smirked and grabbed the telephone cord from around his neck. “Says the pillock.” William teased.
Henry dropped his jaw. “I am NOT a pillock!” Henry reacted.
“Oh, but you really are.” William replied. “Either that, or a knob.” William added.
Henry narrowed his eyes at his mate and cracked his knuckles.
“Probably both, actually.” William added, pointing to Henry without looking at him.
Suddenly, William felt his body get knocked down by Henry’s weight alone. “OW-” William looked behind him and saw the phone cord had fallen out of his hand, and onto the floor a good 10 feet away. “Come on-” He reached his arms out to try and reach the cord. “aaAAAH! HENRY!” William yelled as he brought his hands back against his chest and away from the cord.
“What?!” Henry reacted, lifting up his one arm. “You seriously thought tickling me was NOT going to result in revenge?!” Henry asked.
“I knew it would, but- eeEEP!” William clenched his teeth as he felt Henry’s fingers sneak even further into his bloody armpits. “Ididn’tknowitwouldhappensoQUICKLY!” William yelled, tugging on his arm. “LET ME GO!” William ordered.
“But letting you go would mean I would have to watch you go back to the office and work till 2am again! And pretty much everyone knows that’s not healthy.” Henry told him as he kept tickling his vulnerable armpit.
“C-COHOHOME OHOHON! THIHIHIS IS UHUHUNFAHAHAHAHAIR!” William complained.
“Do you realize how much of a baby you’re being right now?” Henry asked him. “Like, Charlie and Elizabeth would be able to handle this better than you. And you’re a grown man!” He reminded him.
William grunted and tried to tickle him back. But because one of his arms was stuck in Henry’s grip, he wasn’t very successful. He managed to get a couple tickles in (which was better than nothing), but wasn’t really able to do much else due to being distracted by the ticklish feelings in his armpit.
“Yohohou mahanaged to get me a bit there, so I give you credit where it’s due.” Henry reacted.
William finally threw his head back and laughed hysterically as he went completely limp. “OHOHOKAHAHAHAY, YOHOHOU WIHIHIN!” William told him. He had just given up fighting at that point, due to growing really tired already from the mix of fighting and laughing.
Henry raised an eyebrow. “Finally done your little fit?” he teased, noticing William’s change in his reactions. So, he decided to switch places. “Looks like a new tickle spot is in order.” Henry declared.
William shook his head rather quickly for a man who had given up, and looked at Henry with subtle puppy eyes. “Plehehease. Ihihi neheed a breheheheak.” William told him.
Henry smiled a bit as he gently tickled the side of his neck. “A break, huh?”
William snorted and curled his neck to try and stop the fingers, but to no avail. “Cohohome ohohohon, mahan! Ihihit’s uhuhunfahahair!” William complained.
“Gosh, your wife would laugh if she knew what we were doing.” Henry reacted, stopping his fingers.
William cleared his throat and huffed. “Ihi’m supposed to be getting a phone call.” William told him.
“From who?” Henry asked, smirking as he started tickling his neck again.
“eeEEK! F-FROHohom thihihis Mihike guhuhuhuy.” William replied. “Thehe nehehew sehecurity guahahard.” William added.
“Eeeh, that man can wait till morning.” Henry replied as he stopped his fingers. “You’ve got a family to go home to.”
William removed the co-owner’s hand from his neck and looked up at Henry. “Ihi guess…” William mumbled back.
Henry raised an eyebrow at his reaction and smirked. “Don’t be talking shit about your family, Will.” Henry warned.
“Ohor what?” He asked, sounding almost giddy or drunk.
“Or I’ll tickle you even more.” Henry replied with confidence just dripping from his mouth.
William narrowed his eyes for a moment before pushing Henry to the ground and staring at the tickler who was now below him. “You think you can tickle me and not get tickled back?” William asked.
Henry smirked and pushed William back down to the ground, bringing himself on top in the process. “Yes, I do believe I can.” Henry replied as he squeezed Will’s sides.
William squeaked and tried his best to grab his hands. “NO! Noho! Handsoffyoubig-” William widened his eyes and froze.
Henry smirked at this. “What? Too scared to get me back now?” Henry asked all confidently. “Did I finally scare you into going home?” Henry asked next.
William was staring at something behind him, shocked and horrified.
“...What? Is someone behind-” Henry widened his eyes and quickly got off William the moment he saw someone there. “MICHAEL! Heeey!” Henry reacted.
Michael raised an eyebrow at Henry. “...Hey…” He muttered before narrowing his eyes at his father. “Why are you still here?” Michael asked.
“I’m…about to ask you almost the same thing.” William replied, getting up onto his feet.
“It’s been 35 minutes, Dad. Mom wanted me to drive over to see what you were up to.” Michael told him. “And frankly, I’m glad I was the one who came. Cause I don’t think mom would be so patient with your actions right now.” Michael reacted.
“Come on, Michael. It was just a bit of tickling.” Henry told him.
“Of course. And there is just a family waiting for the both of you to head home.” Michael added.
William got up and started to walk back up to the office with Michael. Henry turned around and looked at the telephone wire. Maybe this whole thing was a stupid idea after all…All this tomfoolery…just for 35 minutes and no more work done. Henry headed into the office and plugged the telephone wire back in, before grabbing his coat and bag off the floor. And the last thing he heard from the two of them, was this little bit of banter:
William and Henry tease each other. Henry gets an idea, and ends up programming the idea into Freddy Fazbear in a matter of minutes. Hilarity ensues.
Here we go for day 7! I hope you enjoy!
Henry was cleaning up Freddy, trying to get rid of any toys and shoes that were stuck inside Freddy. How parents keep forgetting to bring their kids shoes home, has always been a mystery to him. And how Freddy keeps stealing the shoes behind everyone’s back, is a mystery to everyone.
Henry put the last shoe into the lost and found bin. Then, he clicked the nose to close the doors to Freddy’s interior.
“Looks like you are ready to go now, Freddy.” Henry said.
Freddy looked down at him and opened his tooth-filled jaw, as if to smile at his shorter creator.
Henry smiled and poked Toy Freddy’s chest. “My cuddly bear.” Henry said with a cute crooked smile.
Freddy opened his arms wide, offering to hug his creator. Henry was taken aback by this. Was Freddy trying to hug him?
“You…You want to hug me?” Henry asked.
Freddy tilted his head for a moment or two, almost as if he was thinking…then he straightened his head and nodded in response.
Henry smiled widely and scratched the back of his head. He was not sure if he should actually hug him or not…He felt like it would not make a difference if he accepted or declined Freddy’s offer. Freddy is not conscious. So, Freddy should not feel hurt if Henry declined his offer.
Henry finally decided to accept his offer and hug the bear. Henry opened up his arms and wrapped them around Freddy's large belly. Freddy was so big and so wide, that Henry’s arms wrapped only halfway around Freddy’s waist. Henry had built Freddy to have the body of an overweight father figure. Growing up with an overweight father figure of his own, Henry decided that overweight people were the most huggable.
Henry had more proof as to why overweight people were more huggable. William was a prime example of how awkward and slightly uncomfortable bony people are when hugged. When hugging the co-owner, it’s like hugging a plastic skeleton with only a blanket for softness. As much as he loves William, Henry would prefer that William gained a little bit more weight, so that he was more comfortable to hug.
One of Freddy’s arms wrapped around Henry tightly…while the other arm patted Henry’s back.
“Awww…Look at how cute you two are!” Someone behind him reacted happily.
Henry yelped and looked over to the right of him. Who’s there?!
It was William…with a video camera…
Henry groaned and hid his face in Freddy’s stomach. “Shut up…” Henry muttered.
“Why? It’s really cute. You have such a fun little bond with inanimate objects.” William reacted.
“You act like Freddy is just a dresser to you.” Henry mentioned.
“Well yeah…he kind of is. He opens, he closes, he steals random kids belongings, storing them inside till they’re found and put into the lost and found bin-”
Henry scoffed and flipped off William.
William chuckled back and flipped off Henry right back.
Then, the robot did something that surprised both of them:
Freddy raised up his own hand, lowered his first and third finger, and brought his thumb in. He was currently using his robotic hand to flip off William.
Henry bursted out laughing and covered his mouth as he laughed, while William was staring at Freddy with shock and horror. “How did-”
“OHOHO MYHY GAHAHAD, THAT’S HILARIOUS!”
“How did he know to do that?!” William asked.
Henry shrugged his shoulders. “Ihi have no idea!” Henry admitted.
“You had to have programmed him to do that…” William mentioned. “He’s a robot. He should only be relying on what’s been programmed into him.” William added.
Henry threw up his hands with a wide smile. “I don’t know how he knows that! I didn’t teach him how to do that!” Henry reacted.
“Then who did?!” William asked.
“I don’t know!” Henry argued.
William groaned. “Well…take out that program. We do NOT need kids imitating that hand symbol.” William ordered.
Henry looked at Freddy, for just a moment…
And while Henry was thinking, William headed to his office.
When his whole idea came together, Henry got straight to work.
Henry ran to Freddy and opened him up. He grabbed the USB drive from inside Freddy, headed to the computer, and inserted the USB Drive into the computer. With everything booted up, Henry started programming. From actions to voice responses, Henry programmed everything needed for his little plan. Henry programmed for a few more minutes before moving all the new codes into the USB Drive. When it was ready, Henry plugged the USB Drive into Freddy, and watched as the information uploaded to Freddy. Soon, Freddy turned on, and looked down at Henry.
“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza! I’m Freddy Fazbear, and this is my band! We are delighted to have you all here-”
“Cancel.” Henry ordered.
“-the show! We-...” Freddy shut its jaw and looked at Henry for further commands.
Henry smiled and started walking to the hallway. Freddy followed behind him, and watched carefully as Henry headed to William’s office. He opened the door to William’s office with a smirk.
“Henry, don’t you know how to knock?!” William asked, holding several papers and a pen in his hands.
“Operation Tickle Monster.” Henry ordered with a big smirk on his face.
William widened his eyes at Henry and looked at Freddy with slight fear. “What did you-”
Freddy’s eyes went yellow as he started stomping up to William. William screeched and ran to the corner of the room, trying to get as far away from the bear as possible.
Freddy got closer to William and reached his arms out. “OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER. OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER. OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER. OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER.” Freddy kept repeating.
“NO! Stay away from me! PLEASE!” William ordered. “HENRY! MAKE HIM STOP!” William pleaded.
“Sorry, William…” Henry said with an evil smile on his face as he turned to close the door.
All Henry could hear through the closed door was William’s screams and protests…
Then, laughter started to echo out of the room, and straight into Henry’s power hungry ears. Henry smiled more as he heard the endless laughter and protests.
“HEHEHEHELP! FREHEHEDDY STAHAHAHAP! LEHEHET MEHE GOOOOHOHO!” William shouted.
“Uhh…Is everything okay in there?” Someone asked beside him.
Henry turned to look at the person, not jumpscared this time by their voice. It was Scott.
“Yeah, everything’s fine.” Henry replied.
Scott listened for a couple more minutes. “Is…Is William laughing?!” Scott asked in surprise.
Henry chuckled. “Yyyyup.” Henry replied, popping the p.
“Oh…I don’t think I’ve ever heard Mr. Afton laugh so hard.” Scott admitted.
Henry smiled. “Yeah…not a lot of people know, but William is actually super ticklish. Like, it’s crazy how ticklish he is.” Henry told him.
“Oh…” Scott muttered. He slowly started to smile. “Is that what’s happening right now?” Scott asked.
Henry opened the door. “Do you wanna see for yourself?” Henry offered.
Scott smiled brightly and peeked into the room. He widened his eyes as he saw Freddy Fazbear holding William upside down, and tickling William’s exposed belly button with a pencil.
“HAHAHAhahahahAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHI-” William widened his eyes and screeched as he realized he was now being watched. “SCOHOHOHOTT?!” William reacted. “WHAHAHAT ARE YOHOU DOHOHOING HEHEHERE?!” William asked.
“Oh nothing…just admiring my boss.” Scott teased.
William felt his cheeks turn bright red upon hearing Scott’s words.
Henry frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes at Scott. “Maybe don’t say it like that…” Henry warned. “That sounded…weirdly sexual.”
Scott widened his eyes in surprise. Then, he hung his head awkwardly and scratched the back of his head in pure embarrassment. “S-Sorry…” Scott muttered.
Henry shrugged his shoulders. “It’s fine. Knowing you, you probably didn’t even realize how sexual that sounded.” Henry added.
“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP, HEHEHENRYYYY!” William shouted at him.
Henry tsked. “I’ll shut up when you shut up.” Henry argued back with a smirk.
William snorted and threw his head back with more laughter, as Freddy started skittering his big, fat fingers on William’s ab muscles. He wiggled around and tried to push Freddy’s hands off him. But it was no use. Freddy was way too overpowering.
Scott tilted his head. “Hey Mr. Emily?” Scott asked.
“Yes, Scott?” Henry replied.
“When did Freddy learn to tickle people?” Scott asked.
Henry laughed as he crossed his arms. “Since about 5-10 minutes ago.” Henry replied.
Scott blinked in surprise. “...and how long did it take you to program that?” Scott asked.
It didn’t take long. I know most of the basic coding language by now. Though occasionally, I do have had to open up my coding book...” Henry added.
“C, I’m guessing?” Scott asked.
Henry smiled. “Yup.” He replied. “I use C for my animatronics.”
Scott nodded. “Alright.”
Scott and Henry watched William get tickled for a little longer.
“PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!” William pleaded. “HEHEHEHEHELP!”
Scott frowned slightly as he looked down at his watch. It had already been 10 minutes. Scott looked at his boss with slight. “Uh…Mr. Emily?” Scott asked.
“Yes?” Henry replied.
“When is Freddy programmed to stop tickling people?” Scott asked.
Henry thought for a moment. “Well…Freddy was programmed to tickle every spot for 8 minutes each. And there are about 10 different tickle spots on the human body.” Henry told him.
“whaaaAAAHAHAHAT?!” William shouted. “AHAHAHRE YOHOHOU SERIOHOHOHOUS?!”
Scott looked at William, and noticed what tickle spot he was on. “And so this will be theee…”
“-Third tickle spot. 7 more tickle spots to go.” Henry told him.
Scott thought for a moment, and narrowed his eyes. “You said 8 minutes per spot…right?” Scott asked. Henry looked at Scott, as Scott thought more and counted the minutes in his head. He widened his eyes in horror. “You realize that means he’ll be tickled for more than an hour, right?” Scott mentioned to him.
Henry’s smile slowly dropped as he slowly widened his eyes
…Crap…
Scott dropped his jaw. “Henry!!” Scott yelled. “Mr. Afton is NEVER going to last that long!” Scott yelled.
Henry cleared his throat. “So my calculations were wrong.” Henry got out through his growing nerves. “N-Not to worry.” Henry said next. Though, he was not very convincing.
“Henry…If you don’t have a fail safe, we’re going to have to call someone.” Scott warned.
“Scott…” Henry slowly closed Scott’s phone. “Don’t worry. I have a way to cancel the command if it gets to be too much.” Henry told him.
Scott narrowed his eyes. “You’d better…” Scott warned as he put his phone back into his pocket.
Henry looked at William and Freddy…then to Scott out of the corner of his eye…then back to watching Freddy and William. He had a way to fix this…he really did.
When William started to grow exhausted, Henry shut Freddy down completely. Okay…so maybe he didn’t really have a proper fail safe or a way to turn him off. But…he did have an idea of how to stop it. And that idea worked. Henry gave William some water, and pulled out the USB. He planned on tweaking Operation Tickle Monster so it had a proper fail safe. That way…he wouldn’t have to shut down Freddy again.
Later on that day, William would end up putting the USB back into Freddy and activating Operation Tickle Monster against Henry. And though the program had a fail safe this time, William wouldn’t use it until Henry had been tickled for as long as he himself was. But as soon as both the co-owners got a taste of the new program, Scott advised that the program be removed. So…Henry took the time to remove it and return Freddy to his kid-friendly normal.
William had been tickled for a total of 40 minutes. So now it was time for some aftercare and some revenge!
William had just been tickled for a while by Henry Emily himself. He had been left heaving for breath, phantom tickles all over, and weak in the muscles. It was a long 40 minutes of tickles and breaks.
“Come on, William.” Henry picked him up by the arm and carried him over to the table nearby. “Let’s get calmed down.”
William groaned and smiled. “Hehehehe...Ohohokahay.” William replied.
“Mr. Gigglepants.” Henry joked.
“Veherry fuhuhunny.” William replied.
William was placed onto a chair and was given a glass of water. “Got a beer to go with it?” William asked.
Henry laughed. “Nope! Just water.” Henry told him.
William hummed and stuck his tongue out in slight annoyance. “Whatever.”
He picked up the water and started to drink it. But once he started, he couldn’t stop. It was like his body desperately needed the water.
“Hey hey hey careful!” Henry warned. “No need to chug it down immediately.” Henry told him.
William smiled and put the glass down with a smile and a dribble of water on his chin.
Henry laughed at this. “Just like a toddler. Even Charlie’s cleaner than you.” Henry told him.
William laughed at that. “She ain’t being tickled to a pulp!” William added.
“True, true.” Henry replied.
William looked around at the building they put together. “Look at this place...Can you believe we made this?” William asked.
“Is this the exhaustion talking? Or the regular old Will?” Henry asked.
“Prob’bly the tired Will…” William admitted.
Henry smiled. “Yup...We did in fact make all this.”
William smiled and looked at the animatronics. “And you made the coolest robots to ever run the world!” William added.
“Hell yeah, I did.” Henry told him.
“With your bare hands!” William added.
“Bare hands.” Henry told him. “Though, I wouldn’t have done it without you, Will.” Henry told him. “I’m no good with numbers.”
“I’ll say…” William muttered with a titter.
“Excuse me?!” Henry reacted.
William laughed. “What? It’s true!”
“Don’t make me tickle you again!” Henry warned.
William’s voice went high pitched. “NO! No! No. I’m fine. No...no more.” William ordered.
“Fine.” Henry replied.
William smiled and reached his hand out. “Hey...Can I have your glasses for a moment?” William asked.
“Noooo...You be careful buddy. You don’t want me to tickle you again, do you?” Henry asked.
“Come on! I just want your glasses for a second.” William told him.
“I’m not trusting your tricks.” Henry told him.
“Why not?” William asked.
“Cause I trusted them once, and look where that got me.” Henry replied.
“It was just a little fun. Besides: I won’t do that this time.” William told him.
“I...Why?!” Henry asked.
“Cause they’re cool-looking!” William told him. “My Mom used to say that I was in love with shiny things as a child.” William told him.
“Really?” Henry asked.
“Yes. And I still am to an extent.” William replied.
“Really now?” Henry reacted calmly.
“They’re gold.” William told him. “And gold was my favorite as a little tot.” William told him.
Henry sighed and looked down.
Then, he pulled off his glasses and handed them to William. “Just try not to break them.” Henry pleaded.
“Promise.” William replied.
William grabbed the glasses gently and handled them like they were the most fragile little things he’s ever had to handle.
“They’re so small!” William reacted softly.
“I know.” Henry replied.
“They’re so…” William put them on and giggled. “I can’t see far away!” William reacted.
Henry laughed. “Newsflash, genius: I’m nearsighted.” Henry replied.
“Ihi know that!” William reacted. “I’m not that stupid!”
“Ihihi never said you were!” Henry reacted. “A little concerning, but not stupid.” Henry added.
“You bet I’m concerning.” William smiled.
Henry chuckled. “Nohohow, you feeling better?” Henry asked.
“Yup! A whole lot better. Now I can commit revenge.” William told him before tickling his sides.
“HEhehehehey! Ohoho yohohohou!” Henry laughed and pushed him off. “Nohoho neheheed for revenge, is there?”
“There most certainly is!” William replied.
“But, why?” He asked.
“Because it’s fun!” he told him.
“Is it though?” Henry asked.
“Was it fun for you to tickle me?” William asked.
“Well, yeah! Because you’re really cute when you’re being tickled!” Henry told him.
“Right back at ya.” William responded.
“N-NO! Not true!” Henry whined.
“Very true!” William replied.
“Not true at all!” Henry whined.
“Quite true, actually.” William replied.
“Fine! Prove it!” Henry ordered.
William did just that! He proved it by tickling right behind his ears. Henry squealed and shook his head, giggling to his heart’s content. It was such a cute giggle too.
“NOhohohohoho! Ehehehehehe Wihihihill!” He giggled.
“Yes, my adorable partner?” William replied.
“Stahahahahahap!” Henry begged.
“Naaaah...Not happening. I still need to prove just how adorable you are!” William told him.
William continued to tickle both ears, and planted little tickly kisses on his neck. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo, Henry~”
Henry was a blushy, giggly mess. He could not stop giggling and blushing even if his life depended on it!
“Yohohohohou’re sohohohohohohoho weihihihihird!” Henry whined.
“I know that. You’ve told me a thousand times.” William mentioned.
“Yeheheheah, behehehecahahause yohohohou’re weihihihird!” Henry told him.
“Mmm hmmm…” William hummed slowly.
William started tickling his armpits to try and get him laughing a lot more. And BOY OH BOY, did that do the trick!
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Henry shouted suddenly.
“Now why on earth would I do that?” William asked.
“BEHEHEHECAHAHAUSE YOHOHOHOHOU LOHOHOHOVE MEHEHEHEHE!” Henry tried.
“That’s true...But I love you more because you’re ticklish. So I’m just gonna keep on tickling you because I like to and because you’re adorable.” William replied.
“IHIHIHI-” Henry squealed as his neck was tickled. “NUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHU!”
“Tell me that you’re adorable.” William told him.
“YOHOHOHOU’RE CUHUHUTEHEHER!” Henry fought.
“I said tell me YOU’RE cuter.” William reminded him.
“NEHEHEHEVEHEHER!” Henry replied.
“Fine. Then looks like I’m gonna be tickling you for a while.” William decided.
“NOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Tell me you’re adorable, and I’ll stop this at once.” William promised.
“NEHEHEHEVEHEHEHER! YOHOHOU’RE CUHUHUTEHEHER!” Henry fought.
“Fine. I’ll just keep on going then.” William decided again, tickling his belly next.
“WWAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Henry shrieked.
“WAAaaa?! WAAAAt WAAAs that?!” William asked.
“SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Henry ordered.
“N o p e! Not happening. Tell me that you’re the cutest man ever.” William ordered.
“NOHOHO!” Henry replied.
“Yes.” William told him. “Or more tickle tickle tickle tickles for you!” William mentioned.
“EEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! FIHIHIHINE!” Henry whined.
“Fine?” William asked.
“IHIHIHI AHAHADMIHIHIT IHIHIT! IHIHI’M CUHUHUHUTE!” Henry yelled.
“You really are.” William stopped tickling him and smiled as he grabbed Henry a water bottle. Now for some good ol’ fashioned aftercare.
And that's all folks for Tickletober! I hope you all enjoyed it!
Bonnie grows obsessed with wanting a skirt to twirl around in and enjoy. William is happy to provide, but Henry questions it and is hesitant to give Bonnie what he wants. So, Bonnie decides to persuade him with some love and care from Mama Bon himself.
This whole thing was an idea made up by one of my friends @planet--venus. Thank you so much for the GENIUS idea and for the extra help! And for the patience! Sorry it took so long! But, I hope you enjoy!
Also, I know a lot of you are gonna see this and claim 'I'm misgendering Bonnie!'.
Bonnie is feminine, not transgender.
But The reason I put the 'light trans story' tag was because what Henry says is traditional talk that would come from an old-fashioned 80's adult. So trans people are being warned: traditional reactions you may have heard before, are used in the dialogue. Read with caution.
Henry sighed to himself as he worked on cleaning Toy Bonnie. He would usually clean Toy Bonnie once to twice a week and most of the time, William would come along for company. It had been like this since the restaurant opened. Though Henry didn’t mind this part of the task, he wasn’t a big fan of Toy Bonnie being left on while he cleaned. Toy Bonnie was fussy and playful during cleaning hours. It was often like cleaning a child. But now, this child had an obsession…
“I saw a child with a pretty long skirt!” Bonnie told him.
“Yeah? That’s nice.” Henry replied, cleaning his arm.
“It was blue! It shined in the light! And it lifted up as she spun around!” Bonnie told him.
Henry nodded as he kinda listened.
“Can I have a skirt?” Bonnie asked.
William guffawed, while Henry sighed and closed his eyes. That was the one question that Henry dreaded. He had been asking it a lot lately. “Bonnie, we have talked about this. You are not getting a skirt.” Henry told him.
Bonnie whined and sank down. “Whyyyyy?” He whined like a child.
“Because you are a boy! And boys don’t wear skirts.” Henry replied.
William looked at Henry with a frown. Now wait a second- “Since when are boys not allowed to wear skirts?” William asked.
Henry looked at William. “Since society deemed suits the men’s clothing preference!” Henry replied. “Be realistic: our design for Toy Bonnie is feminine enough. And I’ve been getting complaints from parents saying the kids are not sure if Bonnie is a girl or a boy. And wanna know who’s fault that is?” Henry explained.
William smirked and pointed to himself. “Mine, baby.” he replied confidently.
“Yours. And no, that’s not a good thing.” Henry told him. “It’s frustrating trying to explain to every parent that Bonnie is a boy.”
William rolled his eyes with a smile. “I wonder why. It can’t possibly be that Bonnie is a girl's name.” William said sarcastically.
“Oi! That was ALSO your idea!” Henry reminded him as he returned to cleaning the blue animatronic.
“Was it?” William asked, forgetting what he had said.
“Yes. It was. And I almost regret listening to you.” Henry added.
Bonnie huffed and crossed his arms while Henry resumed his cleaning duties. “Please?” Bonnie asked.
“No.” Henry responded.
“Pleeeeaaase?” Bonnie begged.
Henry looked up at Bonnie. “No skirt.”
Bonnie frowned. “Why?” Bonnie asked.
“I just explained! The kids are confused about your gender as it is! So putting a skirt on you would cause kids to misgender you!” Henry told him.
“I don’t care! I want a skirt.” Bonnie repeated.
“I care. So, no. Skirt. And that’s that.” Henry concluded the conversation.
William looked down a little and bit his lip. He was being a little excessive over a simple thing like a skirt. It’s just a piece of fabric. Is it really that hard?
Bonnie’s pupils flashed a red color for only a second or two. Then, Bonnie pushed Henry’s arm away. “SKIRT.” Bonnie yelled.
Henry looked up at Bonnie with anger growing in his eyes. “I said DROP IT!” He ordered.
“NO.” Bonnie declared.
William looked at Bonnie. “I don’t think skirts are bad.” William muttered.
Henry blinked and and looked at William with frustration and slight confidence. “Would you wear a skirt?” Henry asked.
“Yes. I would.” William replied.
Henry scoffed. “Really now?”
“Really.” William replied.
“Have you worn a skirt before?” Henry asked.
William blinked in surprise. “No.” He said awkwardly, looking everywhere except Henry’s face.
Henry’s eyes narrowed. “Bonnie, is he lying?” Henry asked.
“Yes. He is lying.” Bonnie suddenly jumped and smiled. “That means he has worn a skirt!” Bonnie reacted.
William didn’t say anything at that. He just...looked around the room, and looked at Bonnie with fear in his eyes.
Henry smirked. “I knew it.”
William looked away while Bonnie crossed his arms and tapped his foot. “If William can wear a skirt, then so can I!” Bonnie declared.
“No. Not happening.” Henry said stubbornly.
“Skirt or else.” Bonnie warned.
“Or else what? You’ll become feral and maul me? HA! Like you’re gonna do that to your creator…” Henry joked.
William widened his eyes and backed up a bit. “How about we don’t make jokes about that?” William suggested.
“Nope. Why would I hurt you?” Bonnie replied.
“Okay. Then what’s the ‘or else’?” Henry asked.
Bonnie smirked as he started walking closer to him. Henry’s confident attitude quickly fell off his face as he realized the toy animatronic was planning something. Before Henry was able to protest or do anything, Bonnie had scooped up Henry under the armpits like a child.
“HEY! PUT ME DOWN!” Henry ordered.
“Awww! I know you wanna walk.” Bonnie cooed in a teasy baby voice. “But I have to pick you up!” Bonnie declared.
William widened his eyes at the bunny’s baby voice, while Henry froze. “E-Excuse me?!” Henry reacted, surprised and offended.
Bonnie smiled and held onto him with one hand while poking his belly with his pointy finger. “That’s right! Adventure time is over for now! You’ll have lots of time to roam around later.” Bonnie teased as he kept poking and wiggling his pointy finger on his belly.
Henry jumped with a yelp, and tensed almost immediately. It didn’t take long at all for Henry to find out what his plan was. And he did NOT like it.
“B-Bonniehehe-” Henry quickly covered his mouth with his hand as a giggle accidentally spilled out. Truth be told, he was thrown off guard by the teasy and playful attitude Bonnie had suddenly developed. He had never taught Bonnie such things! How did he learn such a trait on his own without backup programming?!
William was just giggling and watching. “If you’re planning to really get him laughing, I’d suggest you go for the armpits.” William told Bonnie casually.
Henry opened his eyes again in horror. “W-WILL! YOU PIECE O-OF-” Henry started pushing against the huge hands and kicking his feet to get out.
William giggled at the man’s reactions. “Uh oh! Looks like Henry’s developing a temper tantrum!” William teased.
“I can see that!” Bonnie went along with it. “Should I try tickling him more to get him happy again?” Bonnie asked.
Henry started kicking and squirming harder. “NO! NONONONONONONO! NO WAY! NOT HAPPENING!”
“I think it’s a great plan!” William replied proudly.
“Alright!” Bonnie lifted the man up and trapped Henry’s hands in between Bonnie’s fisted fingers. And then, Bonnie started wiggling his fingers in one armpit each.
“NOOOOHOHOHOHO!” Henry threw his head back. “HAHAHAHAHAHA! BOHOHONNIHIHIHIE QUIHIHIHIT IHIHIHIT!” Henry shouted, immediately bursting into long fits of laughter.
“What do you mean ‘quit it’? I just started!” Bonnie reacted.
“WEHEHELL, IHIHIHIT’S TIHIHIHIME TOHOHO STAHAHAHAP!” Henry tried to order.
But Bonnie just laughed at him. “The little human thinks he can tell me what to do!” Bonnie teased.
William widened his eyes and showed off his teeth as he smiled. “He’s got a point, Henry!” William admitted.
Henry continued to kick, squirm, push and laugh strongly. Even if he wanted to get the heck out of Bonnie’s grip, he couldn’t! The robot was naturally made to not fall apart easily! And it never grew tired! So, it would be possible to get stuck like this for hours against his will!
“LEHEHEHET MEHEHEHE GOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE?!” Henry begged.
“Awww! Did you hear that, Will? He’s using his manners! How cute!” Toy Bonnie teased.
“I did, yes! It almost makes me wanna save him!” William reacted. But William quickly walked up and squeezed Henry’s sides. “Almost.”
Henry squeaked like a balloon and threw his head back with more crazed, hysterical bouts of laughter.
Toy Bonnie started laughing at him as well. “Yohohou sound like a witch!” Bonnie laughed.
William gasped and guffawed. “Oh my gosh he DOES!” William reacted. “The kindest evil witch that ever lived.” he added.
“Is he considered evil if he’s kind?” Bonnie asked.
“Ever heard of Batman?” William retorted. “He’s a man who breaks the law a little bit, to help the police officers catch criminals.” William replied.
“GUHUHUHUYS! IHIHIHI’M STIHIHIHILL HEHEHEHERE!” Henry yelled in between the conversation.
“We know, we know.” William replied.
“Hey! No interrupting the adults.” Bonnie ordered.
Henry growled. “IHIHI AHAHAHAM AHAHAN AHAHADUHUHULT!” Henry yelled back.
“Your days of acting like an adult are less frequent than Foxy’s entertaining days.” William declared.
Bonnie looked over at William with his eyes widened and his jaw dropped with a big smile.
“What? It’s true!” William reacted to Bonnie’s look.
“YOHOHOHOU’RE NAHAHAT MUHUHUHUCH OHOHOHOFF!” Henry shouted back.
William giggled at this and shrugged. “Sad but true.”
Henry, without realizing what he was doing exactly, tried tickling Bonnie’s general lower rib area to catch Bonnie off guard.
But, like one would figure, Bonnie didn’t react.
“Nice try Henry. But I’m not ticklish!” Bonnie declared with a proud smirk.
“HAA! That’s some bullshit if I’ve ever heard!” someone yelled from across the room.
Bonnie immediately stopped tickling and widened his eyes as he recognized the voice. Telling by his whispering of the voice’s name, Henry seemed to recognize the voice as well. Bonnie refused to turn around and face the face behind the voice that knew the truth. But William and Henry both lifted themselves up and looked at the animatronic that had spoken:
It was the plastic-looking brown bear, with the black hat and the red, rosy cheeks: Toy Freddy Fazbear.
“Listen to this evil bunny spitting fibs!” Freddy declared.
Bonnie slowly placed Henry onto the ground, and slowly started backing up with his hands up in the air. “F-Freddy- Can...Can we t-talk ahabout this first?” Bonnie asked, his voice showing obvious signs of tensing nerves.
“No, I don’t think we can.” Freddy replied bluntly with a super toothy smirk. Freddy subtly presented his pointer finger and looked at Bonnie menacingly as the pointing finger started vibrating.
Bonnie full on SCREAMED and took off the other way! William widened his eyes and bursted out laughing at the sudden change in pace, and Henry was still a panting, giggly mess on the floor. William soon calmed himself down enough to help Henry back up onto his feet. The ground and items placed on it, were actually shaking from the sprinting that the two animatronics were doing. So standing was a slight challenge for Henry at first.
Soon, Toy Chica showed up behind them. Henry actually squeaked in surprise and threw his hands up with full mercy so he wouldn’t get tickled and babied again. But Chica just placed her free hand on her hip and watched as Carl hopped off the plate and bounced itself towards the chase.
“You boys might wanna see this…” Chica let them know.
William tilted his head and walked a couple paces faster than Henry to see what was actually going on. It didn’t take long for the shaking to stop and for a big crash to fill the room for a few moments. Following the crash however:
“But YES the evil fingers! You should’ve seen this coming the moment you decided to fib about your ticklish spots, Liar Smurf.” Freddy teased.
Bonnie’s kicks and stomps against the ground continued to cause the main Pizzeria room to shake and tumble a few things over. But Freddy continued to ‘tickle’ Bonnie’s sides and belly.
William narrowed his eyes and leaned in a little in disbelief. “Did...Did you intend on this Henry?” William asked.
Henry was just watching with his jaw dropped and his eyes widened. He slowly shook his head and gained control of his jaw again. “N-No. I...had no idea this was even possible!” Henry admitted.
Freddy turned to look at them. “Since we’re metal, it takes some strong pokes and tickles to get a proper reaction from him.” Freddy replied. “But Bonnie’s always been the most ticklish out of all the toy animatronics.” Freddy added.
“Iiiii...Can see that.” William reacted slowly. William grabbed a pen from his pocket and started ‘drawing’ on Bonnie’s ears with the point of the unclicked pen.
Bonnie jumped and quickly tried grabbing for the pen. “HEHEHEHEHEY! NOHOHO! WHOHOHO-” Bonnie tried wiggling the bunny ears away from William, but could only wiggle so much. And even if they did wiggle away, William would just follow the moving ear and continue tickling!
“Hey Mr. Afton! Try using that on his foot!” Freddy suggested.
William lifted up the pen, and looked at Freddy with a worried look. “Are you sure? What if I get kicked in the face?” Will asked.
“He won’t kick you in the face. Promise.” Freddy replied to that.
William narrowed his eyes. “How do you know?”
Freddy turned Bonnie onto his side and resumed vibrating the hips. “Look!” Freddy said, pointing to the wiggling tail.
Wait...Wiggling?!
“He likes it!” Freddy told him. “You can tell by his wagging tail! He’s like a happy dog when he’s being tickled like this!” Freddy pointed out.
William raised both his eyebrows and slowly started smiling. “So...If his tail is wagging from happiness...then he’s not gonna kick me?” William asked.
“That’s right!” Freddy replied. “Just ask Chica!”
Henry turned to look at Chica. “Is this actually true?” Henry asked.
Chica nodded. “I have never gotten kicked by Bonnie. He has really good self control!” Chica confirmed.
That was all the convincing he needed. William marched himself up to Bonnie’s foot and started ‘drawing’ on the bottom of the blue foot.
“WAIT- NOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAFTOHOHON!” Bonnie kept instinctively pulling his foot away, but William would just follow it and keep tickling it. Bonnie let out a squeal that sounded slightly autotuned. His legs could only pull his blue feet away so much before they were completely bent. So Bonnie held onto his knees while he flapped his feet helplessly.
William giggled in amusement as he kept drawing invisible pictures and shapes on Bonnie’s feet. “Wow! How in the world are you even feeling any of this?” William asked. He looked over at Henry, who shook his head, opened his mouth and shrugged his shoulders in confusion.
“I couldn’t tell you. A glitch possibly? Maybe a virus?” Henry guessed. Even the creator himself was clueless as to how the animatronics developed human-like sensitivity.
“Hey Freddy! What’s his worst spot?” William asked.
“Oh that’s easy!” Freddy stopped tickling and walked over to Bonnie’s knees. “But you might need to move.” Freddy warned.
William nodded and quickly followed his advice.
“His most ticklish spot iiiiis:”
Freddy started squeezing the top of Bonnie’s knee. Bonnie let out a high pitched scream and started squirming and wiggling around wildly!
Henry wheezed at that reaction and leaned his hands against his knees! He really IS a girl!
“BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HIHIHIHIHIHI- NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Bonnie cackled loudly. He could barely talk at this point, it tickled so much! And it didn’t take long for Bonnie to also start stomping the ground with his other foot.
William started laughing along with him. “Wohohow! Ticklish knees of all things?!” William reacted.
“Well that rules out any social connections. I don’t have ticklish knees, and neither does Will!” Henry replied.
Freddy groaned and pulled Henry over to Bonnie. “Come on! Quit trying to logic your way through the technical science and just tickle him!” Freddy declared.
William smiled and went back to poking and ‘drawing’ on the inner ears. And soon, even Henry joined in at the sides.
[A few hours later:]
Bonnie squealed and spun around excitedly. It was the perfect length for him! It had a stretchy waistband! It was silky! And the best part? It twirled and lifted up when he spun! Bonnie happily threw his arms up in the air and spun around to make it twirl for the 18th time that evening.
Willliam had a huge smile on his face. “I’m so glad you like it! And you’re happy with the baby pink color?” William double checked.
“Oh my gosh YES! The baby pink suits me PERFECTLY!” Bonnie ran up to William and Henry and lifted them both up into a big hug. “THANK YOUUUU!”
“You’re welcome Bonnie. Enjoy the new skirt!” William told her enthusiastically.
When he placed them back down, Bonnie noticed the two separate facial expressions they had on their faces in reaction to his new skirt. The bunny looked at Henry and noticed how...mixed his facial expression was compared to William. William’s facial expression showed full support while Henry’s expression...showed confusion mixed with uncertainty of how to react.
Henry was putting on some sort of small smile, but his eyes told him something different. Perhaps the change of heart was sinking in, but very slowly. Maybe Henry would grow to get used to it. But for now, Bonnie will take the smile as a positive sign.
Go to the pet store, they said! Buy this talking Parrot, they said! It'll be fun, they said!
Well...William slowly learns the pros and cons of buying their blue and grey Indian Ringneck parakeet.
So...Things have not been going so great. I've hit a severe road block in my steps into finding a job, and now...I'm starting the resume process all over again. Kinda pissed about it, not gonna lie. But, typing up this fanfic has helped me keep some of my sanity. So, I owe it all to my patient family members and friends who have had to deal with my agitated and unusually impatient self during my job struggles AND my period week amidst that.
Thank you so much. I am now past that, and looking for something new. While I wait, here's a brand new, super long FNAF fanfic for you. Enjoy!
“He said my name! Daddy! He said my name!”
“O-Oh my! Did-did it just make a smooching noise? That’s so cute!”
“Can we pleeeaaaase get him?”
“*ahem* How much for a parrot?”
“$400.”
“$400?!”
“This Indian Ringneck is actually quite cheap compared to the average price which can be between $500 and $700.”
“I...Oh.”
Before he knew it, the parrot was in a take-home cage, saying bye to the pet shop workers as they left with their new friend: Dexter the parrot. It was already taught a name beforehand, and the kids seemed to love it! So, they kept it. The family took the time to set up the bird cage and the climbing items so the bird can fly around and join in the house drama.
It sure didn’t take long for the parrot to start picking up on words either! Dexter’s first word had been “Good morning!”, which he repeated to everyone in the house! It was really funny hearing Dexter pick up on certain repeated words. Sometimes, there were moments when Michael or Elizabeth would play peek-a-boo with Dexter!
“Peek-a-boo!” Michael cooed.
Dexter bobbed his head down, before popping it back! “Peekaboo!” Dexter said quickly.
“Yaaaay! He did it! Peekaboo!” Elizabeth cheered.
Dexter bobbed his head down and brought it back up again! “Peekaboo!” Dexter reacted.
Michael chuckled. “Yaay! Go Dexter!” he cheered.
At one point, Dexter had been watching William tickle little Chris. “Coochy coochy coo! A coochycoochycoo! A coochycoochycoochycoo!” William repeated over and over again. Chris
was laughing happily and giggling at William’s silly words, while Dexter was studying his words very carefully.
The next morning, Chris ran down the stairs with his backpack. “Hi Dexter!” Chris greeted.
“Good morning!” Dexter replied.
“Hi!” Chris said again.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter teased suddenly.
Chris bursted out laughing and pointed at the parrot. “HEHEHE TEHEHEASED MEHEHE!” Chris yelled.
Clara heard the whole exchange from the kitchen, and was giggling as well. It didn’t take long for William to come downstairs in his work shirt. “Hey William...I think Dexter may have learned your teasing method.” Clara warned him with a smirk. William’s eyes widened in horror before he turned to look at the bird on the table.
Dexter looked at William. “Hi Will!” He greeted.
“Hi Dexter!” William said back.
“Hi Dexter!” Dexter repeated.
“Yup, that’s what I said.” William replied.
Dexter let out a whistle. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter cooed.
William was taken back, while both his wife and his youngest were laughing themselves silly. “How dare!” William reacted, going closer to the parrot.
“Bye!” Dexter said back.
“Nope. I’m not leaving.” William let him know.
Dexter bobbed his head down, and looked back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter exclaimed. William hung his head and held back a laugh. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter added.
“Hey now! No Coochy coochy coo.” William warned.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter said back.
“What did I just say?” William asked.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.
“NO coochy coochy coo!” William yelled at him.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.
“Quit the teasing.” William ordered, pointing his finger at the bird.
Dexter looked at the index finger, before jumping his legs onto it and looking William in the eye. “Coochycoochycoo!”
Finally, William tapped out of the argument. Chris was laughing his head off, and his wife was giggling and shaking her head.
Ever since that little argument, William would sometimes get into ‘arguments’ with the parrot. As Dexter’s vocabulary got better and better, the arguments became more word-oriented and fleshed out. The arguments were still meaningless, but it was still fun to watch and laugh.
“I love you!” Dexter said.
“You love me?” William reacted.
“I love you!” Dexter repeated.
“How dare you love me.” William teased. Dexter jumped onto his shoulder and pecked his cheek, making a kissing sound. William smiled. “Shucks, Dexter! You’re making me blush!” William reacted.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter cooed.
William sighed. “Aaaand we’re back to the teasing.” William muttered.
“Peekaboo!” Dexter said after.
“Peekaboo? Alright.” William covered his face with his hand, and uncovered it. “Peekaboo!” Dexter let out a laugh, that sounded a little like a witch. William wheezed and laughed at that. “What was THAT?!” He reacted. “Is that what your laugh sounds like?! It’s demonic!” William reacted.
Dexter bobbed his head down and lifted it back up again. “Peekaboo!” Dexter reacted.
William only giggled at that. “You’re so weird.”
“I love you!” Dexter repeated.
“I love you too, Dexter.” William replied, scratching under his chin.
A little bit later, Dexter managed to learn a few new sounds! The latest sound was like a snoring sound...Almost, to the point where Elizabeth wondered if Dexter had learned William’s snoring sound. But, William mentioned how short the sound was. Therefore: it couldn’t have been his snoring sound.
Things finally clicked when some of the family members started laughing together. Picking up on the social signal, Dexter started laughing in his witchy laugh as well! Usually in the middle of the laughing, Michael’s signature snorting would show up. This would end up putting the family into hysterics all over again! And then the moment Dexter heard that, he started making the short snore sound! Suddenly, everything made sense!
Michael covered his mouth in horror! “Oh no!” Michael whined. “He learned my snort!” Michael exclaimed. William and the family LOST it after that! Michael was absolutely embarrassed! Now whenever Dexter would laugh, he could snort exactly like Michael would in between laughs!
Speaking of Michael embarrassed, Dexter quickly learned that he could get the best reactions to his teasing out of Michael! Dexter would hang out on his shoulder and either just sit there and watch Micheal do homework, or he would talk to him in his own little way.
“Math time!” Dexter declared.
Michael laughed. “Dexter, this is english!” He reacted.
“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.
“Hi Dexter.” Michael replied, petting his head.
Dexter jumped down off his shoulder and stood on the corner of the table. Dexter bobbed his head down and lifted it back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.
“Not now. I’m busy.” Michael told him.
Dexter let out a chirp. “Time for work!” Dexter said.
“This is english. No math time. I did my math already.” Michael told him.
Dexter hopped up to Michael’s cheek, pecked it with his beak and made a kissy noise. “I Love you!” Dexter said to him.
Michael smiled. “I love you too, Dexter.” He replied.
Dexter repeated his kiss. “I love you too!” Dexter repeated.
Michael started to blush a little. “I know you love me.” Michael replied.
Dexter gave him another cheek kiss. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter teased.
Michael whined and dropped his head into his writing arm. “Ihihi cahahan’t fohohocus!” Michael whined. Dexter let out a little laugh and a snort. That just made Michael’s face turn even more red. “Stahahap repeating my snort! I know it’s stupid! I don’t need a living record player repeating that for me!” Michael whined.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.
Michael whined again and pushed him a little with his finger. “Staaahahap.” Michael whined.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter said yet again.
“Moooom, Dexter’s teasing meee!” Michael whined.
William chuckled from the other room. “Can’t handle the coochycoochycoo’s?” William asked, walking out to the kitchen.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.
“Dehehexteher, I swehehear!” Michael whined in slight agitation.
“Awww! Micey’s getting all flustered now!” William teased, walking up beside his son.
“NOhoho, Dahahad, don’t you dahahare!” Michael warned. “Ihihi’ll gehet you back!” Michael threatened.
“No you won’t.” William replied back. “Not if Dexter keeps up the teases.” William added as he started squeezing his sides.
“HEHEHEHAhahahaha! Dahahad nohohohoho!” Michael laughed, wrapping his arms around his sides and wiggling around in his seat.
“I think what you’re trying to say, is Dad YES!” William replied as he wiggled a finger in his belly button.
“NohohOHOHOHO! NAHAT MYHYHY BEHEHELLY BUHUHUTTOHOHON!” Michael shouted.
“Coochycoochycoo! Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter was repeating to Michael.
“Yeah, you tell him, Dexter. Coochy coochy coo! A coochy coochy coo!” William teased further.
“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.
“STAHAHAP IHIHIHIT BOHOHOTH OHOF YOHOHOHOU!” Michael begged.
To make matters worse, William had grabbed Dexter and placed him on the top back of the chair. “There! Get his ear, Dexter! Tickle his ear!” William encouraged while holding his son back against the chair so he couldn’t move forward. Dexter started pecking at his ear and his neck, making Michael squeak and shake his head around.
“NOhohohoho! Stahahahap ihihihit Dehehexteheher!” Michael begged.
In reaction, Dexter laughed and imitated his snort. Hearing Dexter be such a teasy nut, made William laugh like there was no tomorrow.
“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.
“Stahahap tihihicklihing mehehe! Ihihihi hahahave hohohomewohohork!” Michael giggled at them both.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” William said to Dexter.
“Ahagain, it’s ENGLISH!” Michael yelled at Dexter, getting right into his face.
Michael stared at Dexter with intense eyes. Dexter tilted his head to the side slightly, before leaning in…
“Mwah! Kisses!” Dexter declared. “I love you!” Dexter repeated.
Michael whined and smacked his head against the desk in defeat, while William just laughed at them.
One time, Henry had been visiting. Dexter had grown to LOVE Dexter, and surprisingly, vice versa as well! Dexter started adding the name ‘Henry’ to his vocabulary.
“Henry!” Dexter said, flying to the man and standing on his head. “Hi Henry!” Dexter greeted.
Henry laughed a little and tried not to move his head very much. “Hi Dexter!” Henry greeted back. William tapped onto the stair rack to show Dexter where to go. Catching onto the signal, Dexter flew there. “Okay. Come here, Dexter!” Henry encouraged the bird by showing his somewhat curled hand to land on. Without a second thought, Dexter flew to Henry and landed on his finger. “Hi little nerd!” Henry greeted, scratching under his chin.
“Hi Henry!” Dexter greeted.
“Awww...Of course you’re choosing the guest over us.” William complained a little.
“A little jealous?” Henry joked.
“No way, me?! Naaah.” William replied, keeping a confident front.
Henry laughed and allowed the kids to overwhelm him.
“Hi Uncle Henry!” Elizabeth greeted.
“Uncle Henryyyy!” Chris yelled.
“Hi Lizzie! Hi Chris!” Henry greeted.
“Come play with us!” Chris begged.
“Yeah! We’re playing tea party!” Elizabeth told him.
“No we’re not! We’re playing cowboys!” Chris whined.
“Tea Party!” Elizabeth fought.
“Cowboys! And Henry can be the horse!” Chris declared.
William widened his eyes. “Now wait a se-”
“Henry might not wanna be the horse!” Elizabeth interrupted. William waved his hand to Elizabeth, showing Chris she’s right. “You need to ask him first before you jump onto his back!” Elizabeth told Chris, recalling the same situation from when she was younger.
Chris turned to Henry with his famous puppy eyes. “Henry? Do you wanna be the horse?” Chris asked.
Henry giggled and shook his head. “I’d love to!” Henry replied.
William sighed and let a small smile grow onto his face. “How are you so patient with them?” William asked as he followed a child-surrounded Henry to the living room.
“I don’t know. I guess it’s just who I am.” Henry replied as he went into the crawling position. “Now, no kicking. Okay? Don’t kick me to get me to go, use your words.” Henry warned before he started playing the horse.
“Go horsey go!” Chris declared excitedly. Henry started crawling on his request. As he was crawling around and being the horse, Dexter flew to Elizabeth’s hand.
“MOOO!” Dexter declared.
Elizabeth turned her head to Dexter in pure confusion. “Whaaaaa?”
William bursted out laughing and doubled over, while Henry hung his head and giggled. “Thahat’s not the sound a horse makes, Dexter.” Henry told him.
Suddenly, Dexter made a car alarm sound! Henry lifted an eyebrow and looked up at William. William’s laughter had stopped, and he was now hiding his face in his hands. “I set off the car alarm one time...and Dexter catches on and starts imitating the sound.” William admitted.
“Wow! This bird’s amazing! He’s smart, yet dumb all at once!” Henry reacted.
William chuckled as Dexter flew up to him on the couch armrest. “Hi Dexter.” William greeted.
“Hi Dexter!” Dexter repeated.
“Mm hmm...That’s what I said.” William told him.
“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter asked.
“Please what?” William asked.
“Math time!” Dexter replied.
“Math is boring.” William told him.
“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter pleaded.
“No math. No homework. It’s playtime.” William told Dexter.
“Mooo!” Dexter shouted.
“That’s not a cow. That’s a horse.” William told Dexter, pointing to Henry.
“Hi Henry!” Dexter said.
Henry chuckled and shook his head as he made a neighing sound.
“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.
The kids laughed at that. “Henry’s not Michael!” Elizabeth reacted.
William sighed and rubbed his nose. “Michael’s not even here right now.”
“Hi Michael!” Dexter repeated.
“Michael is gone.” William told him.
“Hi Michael!” Dexter repeated again.
“Dexter. Mike, is NOT, HERE.” William repeated, getting close to his face.
Dexter stared at William for a moment. “Coochycoochycoo!”
“Oh. Now you’re teasing me. Newsflash: teasing doesn’t work on me.” William told him.
“Time for work!” Dexter declared.
“I’m done work, Dexter.” William told him.
“Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.
“No.” William said back, growing visibly angry.
Dexter bobbed his head down and rose it back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.
“No peekaboo.” William told him.
Suddenly, Dexter squawked and opened his wings to him! William actually jumped and yelped! But that just ended up making William frown even more. William waved his hand towards Dexter to get him off. “Get outta here.” William ordered.
“No.” Dexter said back.
Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she looked to Chris with worry. “Uh oh…” Chris muttered to her.
“Leave. Me. Alone. Bird.” William warned.
“I’m Dexter!” Dexter greeted as if he was introducing himself to William for the first time.
Finally, William flicked Dexter’s chest and knocked him onto the floor. “Dad! Be nice!” Elizabeth yelled at him. “He doesn’t know much better.” Elizabeth told him as he tried to take Dexter away. But Dexter refused to go down without another fight. He flew up to the armrest and squawked at him again. William flinched a bit, and…
...smirked?
William leaned in towards the parrot. “How would you like to be cooked?” William asked.
Henry dropped his jaw. “WILLIAM!” He shouted.
“Time to eat!” Dexter replied.
“Oooh yes, time to eat...You.” William said with an eeeeevil grin.
“Seeds please!” Dexter asked.
“Oh? You want some sunflower seeds surrounding your roasted body? Oohoho…” William leaned back and placed his index fingers onto his lips. “That can be arranged.”
“Daddy! Stop it!” Elizabeth yelled.
“What? Worried I’m gonna fight him? Tie him down? Cover him in oil?” William asked her.
Elizabeth whined and threw a pillow at him. “It’s not funny!” Elizabeth yelled to him.
“Food time!” Dexter said happily.
“See? He wants to become food!” William told her, pointing to Dexter.
“No he doesn’t! He wants to EAT food! Not BECOME food!” Elizabeth told him.
“Why are we even JOKING about this, Will?!” Henry asked him.
“Fight me!” Dexter yelled at him.
Suddenly, everything stopped. Both kids were staring at the parrot with big smiles on their faces. Henry was smirking and ready to cheer the bird on, while William looked awestruck by Dexter’s sudden ability to stand up to himself. “What did you just say?” William asked him, dumbfounded.
Dexter jumped at William again. “Fight me! Fight me!” Dexter yelled at him.
Elizabeth bursted out laughing and rolled all across the floor. Even Henry was laughing a little. “He’s getting smart, even for a parrot! You’d better be careful, William. He’s reaching droid-levels of intelligence.” Henry warned with a smirk.
“You wanna fight me? I could easily end you.” William reacted.
Finally, Henry grabbed William’s foot. “Aaaaalright, that’s enough.” Henry told him as he pulled him right off the sofa and flopped him onto the ground.
“HEY! What was that for?!” He yelled.
Henry laughed. “You’re threatening the bird a liiiittle too much. You need to cool it.” Henry told him. “Kids? What do ya say we tickle pile him?” Henry suggested.
“YES!” They both declared excitedly.
William’s eyes widened in fear and horror. “Wait, WHAT?! No, no no no HOLD ON-”
Elizabeth and Chris puppy-piled their father while Henry went for William’s feet. “Does Willy Wonka have ticklish walkers?” Henry asked, skittering his fingers on both of his arches.
“NOHOHOHOHAHAHA! GUHUHUHUHYS!” William yelled, falling into a laughing fit. Elizabeth started raspberrying his belly, making up for all the raspberries he’s blown onto her. “WAHAHAHAIT! EHEHELIHIHIZABEHEHEHETH!” William shouted. “NOHOHOHOHOHO RAHAHAHASPBEHEHEHERRIHIHIES!” William begged.
“But Daddy needs ALL the raspberries!” Elizabeth told him right back.
“Yeeeaaah! And Daddy also needs his speeecial ribby spiders!” Henry declared, skittering his fingers up and down his ribs like spiders.
“NOHOHOHOHO GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” William’s laughter quickly went silent as he rolled himself onto his stomach.
Henry quickly retreated his fingers and laid down beside him. “You okay? You calm now? You done threatening Dexter?” Henry asked.
“Nope!” William started squeezing Henry’s side and got up to keep tickle attacking him.
“Whahahat thehehe- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WIHIHIHILLIAHAHAHAM NOHOHOHO!” Henry yelled, laughing and wiggling around under him.
“I think the right answer is, William yes.” William replied proudly before blowing a raspberry onto his side.
“YYYAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Henry shrieked in pure surprise. Henry continued to fall into the rabbit hole of endless hysterics! And to make things even funnier…
“YYYAAAAAAAAAA!”
...Looks like Dexter added yet another sound to his vocabulary.
The Afton kids have been brought over to their father's workplace for a surprise visit! The Afton kids get to reunite with their favorite animatronic characters, and introduce their new 2 year old brother: Chris!
Tons of cuteness and silliness ensue...
I don't know how many parts there are going to be. But, I know there will be at least 2 parts to this. Hope you guys enjoy!
“Now remember kids: I want you three to be on your best behaviour.” Mrs. Afton warned. She pointed to Elizabeth first. “No annoying your father and no silly pranks on your Uncle Henry.” Mrs. Afton ordered.
“Awww…” Elizabeth whined, crossing her arms and pouting.
“Christopher, no being sassy to your poor father.” Mrs. Afton ordered her toddler. In response, Chris smiled and blew a raspberry into her face. With a sigh and a quick wipe of the face, Mrs. Afton moved onto her eldest: Michael. “Be a good example. And NO tampering with the animatronics.” Mrs. Afton ordered.
Michael sighed, but shrugged his shoulders. “Fair enough.” He replied.
“Thank you.” She muttered. Then, Mrs. Afton unlocked the back door to the pizzeria and opened it. “Now go in and surprise your father.” Mrs. Afton suggested with a smile. With no time to lose, Elizabeth, Michael and Chris all took off running to the stage.
“DADDY!” Elizabeth shouted excitedly.
“SURPRISE!” Michael shouted after her.
With a little help from Elizabeth, Chris ran up to his father as well. “DAAAAADAAAAAAAA!” Chris yelled as best he could towards the man.
William turned around in pure surprise and was suddenly bombarded by a ginger-haired girl and a little boy being held up to his face by a curly-haired teen. “Well lookie here!” William reacted.
“Awww! If I knew there was gonna be a family reunion, I would’ve brought Charlie!” Henry reacted.
Elizabeth sprinted up to Henry. “HENRY!” Elizabeth yelled, jumping up to give him a big hug.
“Well hello, Lizzy! What’s my cute little gingey doing in the pizzeria?” Henry asked, fluffing her orange hair.
“They came with me.” someone said behind her. Henry and William looked at the person, and smiled.
“Hi Sweety.” William greeted, giving her a big kiss on the lips. Almost immediately, Michael rolled his eyes and looked away, while Elizabeth smiled, crossed her fingers together and let out a loud “Awwww!”.
Henry snickered to himself as he heard Elizabeth practically swooning over her parents. William was snickering as well, and couldn’t even properly kiss her without a smile forming on his lips. Soon, William pulled away to allow the trapped chuckles to leave him. “Still find it funny how lovey-dovey Elizabeth is?” Mrs. Afton asked.
“Yup. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that.” William admitted.
“Same here. Raggedy Lizzie over here, might be getting a boyfriend before Michael even considers dating.” Henry told William with a smirk.
“Hey!” Michael reacted, elbowing Henry in the side.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS-” a voice spoke from the speaker.
Michael jumped. “What the-”
Mrs. Afton looked at her husband. “What’s going on, Will?” she asked. William only shrugged his shoulders in reply.
Henry scratched his head in confusion. “I thought they were in sleep mode?”
“FAZBEAR ENTERTAINMENT WOULD LIKE YOU TO PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR THE ONE...THE ONLY...FREDDY FAZBEAR!” The voice introduced.
“FREDDY FAZBEAR!” Elizabeth shouted excitedly.
Chris looked watched with starry eyes as a big brown bear walked out from the curtain and onto the stage.
“Do my bear ears deceive me? Do I hear...the world famous Afton children?” Freddy asked, looking down at the toddler, child and teen.
William smiled. “Hi Freddy! Your ears are really hearing them!” He explained. He walked up to Michael first, and placed his hand on his son’s shoulder. “You remember Michael, right?” William asked.
“Michael?!” Freddy reacted.
“Like, Tiny Mikey?!” Foxy asked with a wide eye.
Michael wasn’t sure what to say. That nickname was all too familiar to him. “W-Wait...How-”
Foxy walked closer to the end of the stage. “Well shiver me timbers!” Foxy yelled, hopping off the stage. “Yer up to my speaker now! The last time I saw yer cute little face, was when you were a little shorter than yer sister!” Foxy reacted.
A big smile showed up on Michael’s face as he got to see his childhood favorite animatronic face to face again. “It’s been too long! Man, I missed seeing you!” Michael outwardly said.
Foxy beamed and wagged his tail. “Really?!” Foxy bursted.
“I mean, yeah! I still have that foxy mask I got from my birthday party that year!” Michael told him.
“Oh yeah, his priiized possession! He NEVER lets us play with it!” Elizabeth added.
“It’s not a toy. It’s a collectable!” Michael argued. “It’s like Dad with his golden badge.” Michael mentioned.
William’s head shot up at Michael. “Excuse me?!”
“He’s not wrong, Will.” Mrs. Afton mutters.
“Or his hat, for that matter.” Michael added, glancing at the sneaky man that was standing behind his father.
Right at the same time, Henry grabbed the hat from William’s head. “I GOT IT!” Henry shouted, sprinting off.
“HEY!” Will shouted, taking off after him. “GIVE IT BACK!” Will shouted after him.
Bonnie, Foxy and the 2 older kids couldn’t help but laugh at the chaos. It was hilarious seeing his Dad so fed up over a simple hat.
“Oh! And of course, Elizabeth!” Freddy reacted happily, fluffing her hair.
“Hi Freddy!” Elizabeth said to him with a wave.
“My goodness! You’ve gotten big too!” Bonnie reacted. “And your hair has gotten very long. You have your own orange scarf!” Bonnie added.
“Yes! And:” Elizabeth paused and flipped her hair out of the way in a sassy way. “I can be Daphne from Scooby Doo!” Elizabeth said excitedly.
“Oh yeah! I forgot that TV show was still around.” Henry muttered.
“And lastly: our newest edition: Christopher Afton.” Mrs. Afton introduced, looking at her son.
“Or Chris for short.” Michael added.
Freddy gasped, placed his hand over his snout and mouth, and held out a finger to the toddler. “Hi Chris!” Freddy greeted.
Chris looked up at the bear and smiled. “TEDDY BEAR!” Chris shouted, pointing to Freddy.
Freddy gasped excitedly and looked at Mrs. Afton. “Oh my gosh! I’d be crying of joy right now, if I had tears!” Freddy reacted.
While Freddy was trying not to melt from Chris’s radiating cuteness, Foxy had snuck up to Michael’s blind side and started poking his sides. “EEEP! FOXY!” Michael yelped.
“Wow! You’re still ticklish after all this time?” Foxy asked.
“I...maybe…” Michael replied.
“Yeah! He’s super ticklish! His sides are ticklish, his armpits are ticklish...His feet are ticklish too, but it’s hard trying to tickle his feet without someone holding them down.” Elizabeth spilled.
Michael, feeling both betrayed and playful, picked up his little sister and tickled her like there was no tomorrow left in sight.
Meanwhile, William had finally tackled his best friend onto the ground with sheer willpower, and was struggling to get his hat back from him. Upon hearing the animatronics’ conversation however, William found...other ways to combat him.
“Give the hat back right now, or I’ll be forced to reach for desperate measures.” William warned, pulling up his sleeves as he warned.
“Oh please...It’s just a stinkin’ hat! Is it really worth the- BAAHAHAHA! Uh oh! WAHAIT! WAIHIHIHIHIT!” Henry begged, falling into uncontrollable laughter just from a few squeezes to the ribs.
William had decided to expose Henry’s weakness by tickling his ribs and hips. “FEAR THE POWER OF THE TICKLE MONSTER!” William proudly declared.
“Aaaand THAT is where I part ways! Have fun you guys! Don’t kill Henry!” Mrs. Afton said quickly, before practically sprinting herself out of the pizzeria with the car.
“Okay. BYE HUNNY!” William yelled to his wife before continuing to tickle his best friend.
William got the chance to tickle Henry for a good 5 minutes, before he was dragged away by Freddy Fazbear himself! “AAH! What the- You evil bear!” William yelled.
“Here’s a fun fact for you, Mr. Purple Guy:” Freddy said to him.
“Uuuuh...Rude much? I was trying to get my hat back.” William tried saying.
Freddy started poking at William’s sides, taking the information from Elizabeth and using it on him. “You’re not the only tickle monster in this Pizzeria…” Freddy warned.
William’s eyes widened as he started squirming away from the pokes. “NO, no! No no no! Don’t you even THINK ABOUT IT! I WILL HIT YOU!” William warned, showing Freddy his fist.
Bonnie, Foxy and Henry all bursted out laughing at the man. “Nice try Will. Little reminder: Freddy is made of metal.” henry reminded him.
William’s smile dropped at that statement, before he looked down and felt Freddy’s arms. Yup...they were metal alright. “...Well- EEK! Nohohoho, NOHOHohohoho!” William warned before falling into an uncontrollable giggle fit.
Freddy was tickling his sides and hips as much as he possibly could while he was stuck in his grasp. Michael had paused his tickle attack on Elizabeth, so he could watch the rare sight in awe.
Eager to join, Michael looked over at his sister and held out a hand. “Truce?” Michael offered.
“Truce.” Elizabeth shook his hand, before letting go and throwing her hand into the air. “Now let’s tickle Dad!” Elizabeth declared.
Michael and Elizabeth ran to either side of their father and started tickling him almost right away! While Elizabeth went for his armpit and upper ribs, Michael went for his belly and his hip.
“GAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAIT! KNOHOHOHOHOCK IHIHIT OHOHOHOHOFF!” William shouted.
“Wow! You’re REALLY ticklish! I don’t even need to tickle you very much! Mike and Lizzy have it all covered!” Freddy reacted.
“You bet we do!” Elizabeth added proudly.
“LEHEHEHET MEHE GOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” William begged.
“Geez! We're not even tickling you very much! You must be crazy ticklish!” Michael teased.
“YOHOHOHOU THIHIHIHIHINK?!” William yelled.
While Elizabeth and Michael were getting revenge on their father for all the tickle fights he started, Henry had picked up Chris and was holding him with a smirk. Chris was giggling and laughing upon seeing his Dad laughing in the bear’s arms. “Is dada being funny?” Henry asked him.
“Dada tic-ish!” Chris told him, pointing at his father.
Henry smiled and chuckled. “I know. He’s very ticklish.” Henry told him.
“U’cle tic-ish?” Chris asked, before somewhat wiggling his fingers on Henry’s neck.
Henry tittered at the surprisingly really ticklish feeling. The man wasn’t expecting the toddler’s tickles to actually tickle him. He curled his neck slightly and sent Chris a toothy smile. “Hehehehe! Yeah, Uncle Henry is ticklish too.” Henry replied, still slightly giggling.
Chris looked up at Henry’s glasses and immediately stopped tickling him. “G’assis!” Chris exclaimed excitedly.
“Yeah! I do have-” Henry’s words were interrupted by Chris’s slightly aggressive grasp on his glasses. “Ah ah ah, careful.” Henry warned.
“Ca’ful.” Chris said back. Chris held onto the glasses, and immediately found out they could fold up and down. Upon learning this, Chris started folding the glasses up and down, up and down, up and down like the world depended on it.
Henry looked like he was gonna melt upon seeing the child grow so fond of something so simple. “Aww! He likes your glasses!” Chica reacted.
“I know.” Henry said as calmly as he could muster.
Looking up, Chris ended up dropping the glasses upon seeing a big yellow animatronic animal! “DUCKY!” Chris yelled happily.
Chica opened her beak in surprise and placed her hand on her chest at the adorable sound. “Awwww! Hi there, I’m Chica!” She introduced herself.
Chris held his arms out and started opening and closing his hands. Henry smiled. “He wants you to hold him.” Henry explained.
“Really?” Chica asked.
“Mm hmm! Here:” Henry handed Chica the little child and helped Chica hold him in the proper safe way. When Henry brought his hands away, Chris was sitting up in Chica’s arm, resting on top of her arm.
“Yelllooow!” Chris declared.
Henry smiled widely, and started waving to William and the other kids. “Michael! Elizabeth! Stop tickling your father and get over here!” Henry encouraged them. Michael and Elizabeth both seemed to have stopped their tickle attack, and looked over at Chica with their little brother.
“Awww! Chris is with Chica!” Elizabeth reacted happily, running over to the chicken and the toddler.
Chica, starting to grow confident with him fairly quickly, lifted the boy up onto her shoulders and held onto Chris’s legs.
“Wow! You’re so tall!” Michael joked.
Chris laughed excitedly and reached his arms up towards the roof, to try to touch the ceiling. “WEEEEEE!” Chris squealed excitedly.
“Hey Chica! I can do that too!” Freddy told her, before lifting up William and placing him onto his shoulders.
“OH GOD-...Ooooookaaaayyy…” William muttered, visibly nervous.
Michael, Elizabeth and Henry all laughed at poor William. “Awww! Baby William is soooo tall!” Henry teased.
“I...uh-well...Shut up!” William shot back at him.
“Uh oh! I think the baby’s a liiittle agitated.” Michael teased.
Elizabeth giggled at this. “He might need some tickles on the feet to fix that issue!” Elizabeth suggested.
Michael gave Elizabeth a light nudge. “Good idea, Lizzy!” Michael reacted.
Henry smirked and walked up to his best friend. “I can gladly volunteer. I do need a little revenge of my own, after all.” Henry added, removing his slip-on shoes and giving his first foot a light scratch.
“Nohoho! Hehehenry!” William giggled, tugging on his foot.
“Yes? What would the widdle pwecious Afton like?” Henry teased.
“Hahahavehehen’t I beheen tihihicklehed ehenough tohodahahahay?!” William asked.
“No! No you haven’t, actually! You need to be tickled a lot more than that!” Henry told him. Henry removed the other shoe and let it bounce onto the ground. “Hold on!” Henry warned before skittering both pairs of fingers on William’s feet.
“NAHAHAHAHAHA! COHOHOME OHOHOHOHON!” William laughed.
Chris started laughing right about the same time too! Curious as to why, Michael turned around and snickered at his little brother. Chris was pointing at his father and laughing his head off, while Chica was smiling and making little remarks towards Chris about William. The little guy looked like he was watching the funniest thing he’s ever seen in his entire life!
Eager to save this, Michael walked up to one of the cameras in the room and turned it a little, so the camera lens was facing the silly scene. He wanted to get this video on recording, so he can get the video onto a videocassette to show his Mom at home.
This was gonna be the PERFECT blackmail for him...
Skywalker! Vs. Kenobi! (But Mocked by Afton and Emily)
Henry and William's wives are rewarded a couple nights of drinks and fun, while the Fathers look after the kids. They're all playing around in the living room, when William and Henry are given light saber toys and are requested the most hilarious idea ever:
Reenact the iconic Duel on Mustafar, from the Star Wars prequels.
This fan-fiction is going to mock both the Star Wars lore, and the Five Nights at Freddy's lore. Get ready for a lot of PG versions of Saturday Night Live jokes, tons of play violence, and quite a bit of bonding time in between!
*Michael is 16, Charlie is 12, Elizabeth is 9, and Chris is 6. I see Charlie as more of an older child who's a couple years younger than Michael. So, I'm going to portray her as such. If you don't like that, then that's alright.
William and Henry were looking after the kids and giving their wives a break from the children to drink and have some fun. They also wanted to look after the kids because they needed to get away from work and focus on their bonds with their children and each other. The men had taken the kids out to a park with an outside food diner. They wanted to not only save themselves from burning down the house to make supper, but they also wanted to spoil the kids rotten with take out food, and play time at the park to get some of their energy out. Not only that, but William and Henry got to push their kids on the swings, help them go across the monkey bars, and even played grounders with them on the playground. It was a long hour of bonding and genuine laughs that filled the park for a long while, even after they left.
Back at the house, the men thought they had tackled the kids' energy problem and had tuckered them out for good. Their own energy had been kicked in the rear, and the fathers were exhausted. But low and behold, the kids were STILL sprinting circles around them! Maaaaybe allowing them to get milkshakes from the take out diner was a bad idea...
"Daddy, Chris is being a buttface!"
"You started it! You hit me with your hair!"
"No I didn't!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too! You're just LYING!"
Michael groaned and leaned onto the inside ledge of the backseat car door. "Uuugh! Will you two SHUT UP!" Michael suggested, irritated at them.
William's eyes widened, and he turned his head to Michael. "Hey!" William yelled, getting his attention.
Elizabeth and Chris both gasped in surprise. "Michael said the S-word!" Elizabeth tattle told.
William huffed. "Michael, we've talked about this. We do NOT tolerate that language in this house." William reminded him sternly.
Charlie smirked and crossed her arms. "Yeah, Michael. Watch your language." she said in a sassy, sarcastic tone.
"Charlie!" Henry shot at his teenage child.
Michael frowned at Charlie. "Zip your lips Charlie. That's not even the proper S-word, and you know it!" Michael shot back.
William groans. "Did you really have to mention that?" William asked.
"...Yes." Mike replied.
Charlie giggled at that. "Well...Care to share the word?" Charlie encouraged.
"CHARLIE!" William and Henry yelled at the same time. "Don't even THINK about saying the other word." Henry warned.
"Why not? I hear teachers saying it, and many other swears all the time." Charlie told her.
Henry sighed. "Adults are allowed to say them, because they don't have a filter." Henry explained.
"Well those adults can go suck a chicken for all I care." Charlie declared bluntly.
Michael, completely understanding what she meant by chicken, threw his head back and bursted out laughing. Henry went wide-eyed in surprise, at the language his daughter had somehow picked up! Henry looked at his best friend, who's jaw had practically dropped to his knees! William bursted into a HUGE fit of laughter, while Henry turned to face his daughter. "When we get back to the house, I'm having a long talk with you about your use of language."
Though Charlie should've felt bad, she surprisingly felt a little proud of what she said. To make things better (or worse for Henry), Michael was still laughing at her comment. It was only encouraging her to say more stuff like that in the future.
Henry turned around to face the eldest children. "Listen here, you two. Just because you're hitting teenage-hood, does NOT mean you get to say whatever you want! That's not how the world works. We have younger kids in here, who look up to both of you, and who may end up using those same words YOU'RE saying! So before you start hearing Chris yelling the s-word to his father, SET AN EXAMPLE." Henry scolded sternly.
Charlie sighed and crossed her arms before looking out the window in silent anger.
Michael attempted to cover up his mouth to muffle his laughter. "Suck a chicken...I'm so using that." Michael quietly said.
William shot Michael a glare from the front mirror, and shook his head. Michael's laughter quickly died off. He looked away in guilt. "I'm sorry Dad." Michael said.
"I accept your apology." William said calmly. With the kids finally quieted down somewhat, William resumed driving.
Henry had finally lightened up his mood and actually took a moment to chuckle and appreciate his daughter's potty mouth. "Maybe we should consider placing out a swear jar for the kids." Henry suggested with a laugh.
William smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "Not the worst idea you've had..." William admitted. "Though if you're gonna suck on something...I'd suggest you suck on a lollipop. It's what they're meant for." William suggested, giggling at the double-meaning sentence he created.
Soon, the van pulled up into the driveway, and the kids and fathers headed inside. Almost immediately, the kids started pulling out toys to play with. It didn't take long for the kids to come up with an idea, and join together to search for specific toys. Very soon, all 4 kids had grabbed different colored light sabers and started fighting each other with the plastic colored swords. 2 of the light sabers they chose were blue, and the other 2 light sabers were red. It looked like they were tag teaming based on light saber color, and they were yelling and jumping on couches while loud sounds of plastic hitting plastic filled the room repeatedly for a few minutes.
William and Henry thought they could have a bit of time to rest their body, so they pulled out bottles of soda and started drinking those. But low and behold, Chris wanted his Dad to play with him.
"Daddy! Can you play Star Wars with us? I wanna be Luke Skywalker." Chris declared, waving his plastic light saber around and nearly knocking William in the face multiple times.
"I wanna be Princess Leia!" Elizabeth declared happily with a blue light saber of her own.
While William was trying to save his face from Chris's light saber toy, Henry walked up to Elizabeth. "If you're gonna be Princess Leia, you're gonna need a laser blaster." Henry told her.
Elizabeth dropped the light saber right onto the ground at her feet. "OH YEAH!" Elizabeth yelled. Then, Elizabeth turned herself around and sprinted back into the living room, empty-handed. "MICHAEL, WHERE'S THE LASER GUN?" Elizabeth yelled. It could be assumed that Michael answered using his index finger rather than his voice, because soon the sound of clashing toys was roaring over the light saber plastic bonks. It didn't take long for Elizabeth to come running back out to the kitchen with the big black blaster. It was pretty clear that the blaster was really Michael's, because the gun itself was a little big compared to Elizabeth. But that didn't matter. It's just a lightweight toy.
"Uncle Henry, do you wanna play Star Wars too?" Elizabeth asked in a cute, slightly whiny voice.
"I'd love to!" Henry replied, picking up the blue light saber that Elizabeth dropped earlier.
Elizabeth jumped up and pointed at Henry. "You get to be Obi-wan Kenobi!" Elizabeth declared.
Henry gasped happily. "You want me to be Obi-Wan Kenobi?" Henry clarified.
Elizabeth nodded her head. "Yeah! Your hair looks like Kenobi's in Revenge of the Sith! Short and light brown." Elizabeth explained.
Chris looked up at Henry, and gave his father his light saber to momentarily hold. Then, Chris walked himself up to his uncle, and smiled widely. "You look like Obi-Wan's twin, but with glasses!" Chris further explained.
William snickered at the cute and funny scene.
"If Uncle Henry's being Obi-Wan, then Dad should be Anakin." Michael suggested from the door frame, leaning up against it as he listened to the conversation with a red light saber in his hand.
William listed an eyebrow and blinked in surprise. "You want me to be Anakin Skywalker? The man who becomes Darth Vader?" William clarified with his oldest son.
Michael walked up to his father, and removed the pony from his father's long hair. After a quick fluff of the hair, Michael took one look at it and smirked. "Anakin Skywalker: A man with childhood trauma, ends up letting his rage take over, which helps him become a famous Sith leader with children going against him." Michael explains. William's smile slowly falls off his face. Thankfully though, Michael keeps going to redeem himself. "But you have a much more...light-hearted ending: William Afton: A man with childhood trauma, who overcomes his pain to become a successful business man with a wife and children." Michael concludes.
William's curious facial expression softens into soft care and appreciation. He looked down at the ground with a shade of pink covering his cheeks, almost as if he was embarrassed. Then, to top it off, Michael gives him a pat on the back and an additional phrase. "Even with all those imperfections though, Darth Vader does redeem himself as a strong Jedi, who allowed his kids to inherit the good parts of the Jedi and create the Resistance. So, good job...Dark Father". Michael concluded.
William just stared at Michael in awe and watched as Michael headed back out into the living room with his red light saber. William looked down at the floor, struggling to process what he had just heard. His chest was telling him to cry, but he didn't want to. He didn't want to cry in front of Henry, Chris and Elizabeth. So, he swallowed it down, looked up to Henry and smiled proudly.
Unfortunately for William, Henry could notice something was up. "You okay? Did...did Mike's words bother you?" Henry asked.
William opened his mouth, but closed it when he had to think of what he was gonna say. "I...I don't know how I'm supposed to react." William explained with a small laugh. "I wanna cry, but I also wanna laugh." William said, laughing as he processed his conflicting emotions.
Henry smiled. "What do you say, we let those emotions out while we play Star Wars?" Henry suggested.
William smiled and nodded. "Okay." He said, letting Chris go and getting up from his chair. William, Henry, Chris and Elizabeth all walked back to the living room with their Star War toys, and started playing with the kids. As the fathers played around with the kids, they started making references to the Star Wars movies.
At one point, Chris was standing on the couch and looking at his uncle. Henry being the silly man he was, turned around, waved at the kid and said "Hello there!" to him like Kenobi would. William laughed at that, before picking up Chris and putting him on his shoulders. "General Kenobi!" William declared, muttering the dialogue before bursting out laughing.
Suddenly, Charlie came up with an amazing idea! "Dad! Uncle Henry! Do you remember the fight from Revenge of the Sith?" Charlie asked.
William giggled and nodded. "The only good thing about the prequels." William replied.
"Can you and Dad reenact the light saber duel?" Charlie suggested.
Michael gasped and looked up with his jaw dropped. "YEEEESSS!" He yelled.
Elizabeth squealed excitedly and put away her gun. "DADDY IS GONNA BE ANAKIN AND UNCLE HENRY IS GONNA BE OBI-WAN!" Elizabeth yelled.
Michael smirks. "I'll get the popcorn!" he declared, running to the kitchen.
William laughed nervously as Elizabeth gave her father the blue, plastic light saber from the chest of toys. Chris handed Henry the blue light saber in his hand, and jumped himself onto the couch. Elizabeth joined him, and happily held onto a pillow. Michael walked himself back into the living room with a bowl of popcorn, and sat down onto the couch.
William stole a piece of popcorn from the bowl, before practicing how to open the toy light saber. When Henry was ready, William calmed himself and pushed some hair out of the way.
William was about to start speaking, but he realized that Padme was missing. "My wife is not here." William told the audience.
Henry bursted into laughter. "There's no one to play Padme!" Henry reacted.
"Should-...Should I just continue without her?" William asked.
"Sure, let's just...cut her from the scene." Henry suggested.
William nodded and looked up at the ship (couch), which was currently housing Obi-Wan. He put up his light saber in defense. "YOU!" William yelled.
Henry looks at William, and smirks. "Yes...it is me..." He declares in a monotone voice.
William looks around. "Where's Padme?" William asked.
Henry thinks for a moment, trying to get some dialogue out as quick as possible. "U-Uh...She's at home...in labor." Henry quickly says. Michael guffawed at that.
"What? Oh no. I have to go to her!" William reacts, running to the ship.
But, Henry stops him. "Nope. I wanna talk to you." He declares. "You broke the Jedi order by losing your virginity." Henry adds, struggling to not laugh.
"Yes. And I enjoyed every minute of it." William says back to him. Charlie and Michael are just laughing, while Chris and Elizabeth are confused as anything. The one thing going through William's head right now, was 'If Elizabeth asks me what virginity is in front of her mother, then I'm in SO much trouble...'
Henry walks up to William. "I told you to not let your feelings get in the way of your duties." Henry tells him.
William narrows his eyes at him. "I lost my mother! And I was going to lose Padme if I hadn't turned to the dark side." William explained.
"You fool! You absolute moron! Death is a normal part of life! If you accepted that earlier on, then you'd be happier." Henry told him.
"Or maybe I would've been happier if you brought my Mother to live with the Jedi order! Then I could've gotten to know her before she died." William adds.
Henry looks down, taken back. "Oh...oh yeah..." Henry reacts, realizing he had fucked up.
"And you think I'm the moron..." William commented.
"Well still! You rebelled against us!" Henry yelled.
"So that I can save my wife!" William yelled back.
"Your wife isn't coming back! Even if she did live, Padme is leaving you. You've done something both of us are completely against!" Henry told him.
William's eyes widened. "What? YOU TURNED HER AGAINST ME?!" William asked, slightly coming back to the original dialogue.
"Nope! You did that yourself. And for that, I'm going to kill you!" Henry declared.
"Do your worst! AAAAAH!" William shouted, before starting the light saber fight. William and Henry started reenacting the light saber fight with the plastic light sabers.
"YES! GO DAD GO! DON'T LET KENOBI BEAT YOU UP!" Elizabeth yelled.
William gave Henry a light kick backwards, and continued the sword fighting across the bridge (narrow blanket). It didn't take long for William to bring Henry across the bridge, and onto a new platform. Amidst the light saber fighting, Henry grabbed William's arm, and pulled him under his other arm. Working with Henry's hand grip, William went under and used his lightsaber to stop Obi-Wan from slashing him.
"WOW! You guys know this fight very well!" Michael commented, slightly slurring from having popcorn in his mouth.
Next, William and Henry kept fighting and walking onto another bridge (a bunch of narrow pillows), and William's light saber started hitting the walls around him (the leather chair). William gave Henry a light push backwards, and allowed Henry to go for him again. When he did, William started attempting to get the upper hand again with help from his light saber. After Henry hit the control module on the table (coffee table), William lightly grabbed his throat, and grabbed his hand tightly. To get Henry down without accidentally choking him, William moved his choking hand to Henry's shoulder and lightly helped him contort his back down, towards the ground.
"Whoooaa...You okay like that Dad?" Charlie asked, worried about her father's back pain.
"Never...better..." Henry replied, his voice being strained slightly from the strange position. Thankfully, the back position didn't seem to bother him, and he used a nod to tell William he's fine, and to keep going. William put on his best psychotic face, and started pushing his light saber laser towards Henry's neck. He didn't want to contort Henry's neck too much, for fear that he would mess up his back even more. So, he let Henry's shoulder go and allowed him to get himself back onto his feet. Unfortunately, that led to Henry's body shooting back up at him, and nailing him in the chest with his body.
Charlie winced at the potential pain it probably caused both of them. "That's not right! Obi-Wan Kenobi kicked Anakin in the butt!" Chris reacted, completely unaware of the pain of doing such a thing.
William rolled his eyes and giggled as he brought himself backwards a bit to process the hit. Henry smiled and put his hands on his knees for a second. "Thank you. And sorry for hitting you." Henry said.
"Eh...it's alright. It's all part of the fun. I was more worried about your back, than anything." William commented. Henry nodded. "Let's keep going." William said, rolling himself onto the ground a pushing himself back up from 'getting kicked in the butt'. Henry started running at William. Just as it was scripted, William gave him a light kick onto the ground (the chair). Henry bursted into laughter as he felt his body fall perfectly into the chair. William smiled as he watched Henry get himself off the couch, leaving the light saber onto the side of the chair.
"That was awesome!" Henry reacted, walking up to him again. William started speed-walking up to Henry. With William getting closer and Henry not wanting William to do the wicked stunts Hayden Christensen did, Henry gave William a trip instead of a full on kick to flip him over. William, thankful for the safety change, rolled himself as he hit the ground, and ended up on his back like the script. His light saber also went rolling away.
Charlie, realizing a force opportunity, grabbed the light sabers and waited for each of them to hold out their hands. When they did, Charlie ran up, and put both light sabers into their hands before sitting down. Michael chuckled at the funny quick time event. "Featuring, Charlie Emily as the Force." Michael announced jokingly.
William pulled out his light saber with his fingers, and placed it horizontally, while Henry pulled his out as well but placed it vertically. Using their equal strength, William and Henry pushed against each other to prevent their ultimate demise.
"Jumpcut!" William yelled, pushing Henry's light saber backwards and getting himself back up. Henry smirked and started using the light saber as a cane. "Okay. You ready?" Henry asked.
William smiled. "Ready for round 2." William declared before getting up. Both men turned themselves to face the other way, and started fighting again.
"GO OBI-WAN GO! GO OBI-WAN GO!" Elizabeth yelled. Michael shushed her with a chuckle, and offered her some more popcorn.
The two men started fighting again, and ended up letting their light sabers clash into another cross symbol. Then, both men started putting their 'Force' skills to the test. "Charlie! Push us away!" Henry told her. Charlie happily jumped up, and hopped in between them. Both arms were on opposite sides of Charlie, and Charlie was in the middle, pushing them apart with a hand on each of their chests. William and Henry happily helped Charlie with a bit of the pushing weight, and continued to act out the force in their hand. Then, Charlie pushed both of them outward, causing William and Henry to fall backwards onto the ground. It wasn't nearly as strong as shown in the movie, but it still did its trick. As Charlie was going to sit back down, William gave Charlie a high five as a reward.
William and Henry got back up, and started fighting again. Suddenly both men hit the control module (coffee table) with their light sabers, causing the controls on Mustafar to shut off and increase the lava current. Henry ran out the door (through the other side of a curtain) and turned around to continue the light saber fight. The two jumped and sparred with their kids' swords in their hands. They fought down a gate (just the room), before grabbing a pillow. William didn't want to kick Henry again, especially in the face. So William had decided to whip the pillow into Henry's face.
Chris and Elizabeth bursted out laughing at Henry's face, when the pillow fell off his face. "Suck on that, Kenobi!" William yelled at him.
"EAT MY LIGHT SABER!" Henry yelled at him, before jumping onto the pipes (a line of painters tape, put there by Michael). William jumped himself on the pipes as well, and continued the fight when he got his balance. Then, Henry jumped himself onto the next set of pipes, and walked across it. The boys had to be careful to only walk on the painters tape, and to not mess up. otherwise, he would've 'fallen into the lava'. Though the characters were seen struggling, William and Henry didn't struggle nearly as much.
When Henry lost his balance, he jumped onto another spot entirely (a yoga mat) and watched as William did the same thing. They continued to fight, and began pushing each other. When the pushing was over, William and Henry pushed each other's light sabers into the ground, and broke the ground (didn't actually break the ground) below them. William and Henry ran up and hid behind 2 pillars (hid on opposite sides of the couch), waiting for the lava threat to be over. Though this would've been the part where the lava current controller had split and fallen down, but William and Henry decided to ignore that part and started fighting on the front of the couch instead, while partly hidden in their hiding spots.
Suddenly, Henry jumped himself onto a platform within the lava (a pillow). William jumped himself onto another nearby platform (another pillow) and continued the light saber fight from there for a few seconds.
Michael smiled and clenched his fists excitedly. "It's getting there...We're almost there!" Michael said excitedly. So far, he had been enjoying the parody of the duel, but it was nearly closing in on the well known part.
William and Henry finally pushed their swords together and pushed at each other. So, Henry backed up slightly and readied his sword as he looked at him.
However, William had broken character and was snickering at him. "What?" Henry asked, confused.
"You're dead, Kenobi. I am the ultimate Sith Lord!" William joked, before pointing at the floor with the light saber. Henry looked and just chuckled as he realized what he was talking about: he had stepped off the pillow and was now standing on the ground, in the 'lava'. Henry rolled his eyes and grabbed his pillow, before moving it farther back and stepping onto it.
Then, Henry readied his light saber again. "I failed you Anakin. I've failed you." Henry told him.
William smirked. "How dare you! How dare you fail me on my flying test!" William joked.
Henry just laughed. "You were drunk, Anakin!" Henry joked.
"I should've known the Jedi would want to kill me!" William told him.
Henry lowered his head. "It's 'I should've known the Jedi were plotting to take over'." Henry corrected.
William looked at him with sadistic eyes, but a genuine smile. "I should've known the Jedi were plotting my failure." William joked.
Henry sighed with a slight smile, and went along with it. "Anakin, you doofus! Chancellor Palpatine is evil!" Henry yelled back.
"Yes! That's why I liked him! He was different from the Jedi! The Jedi are even MORE evil than Palpatine!" William yelled back.
"DEAR JESUS, YOU'RE LOST! YOU'VE LOST YOUR SANITY!" Henry shouted back at him.
William slid his body and the pillow, closer to Henry. "This is the end for you, my master." William said in an angered, deep voice.
Henry was taken back slightly. Wow! he's REALLY GOOD at this! "Jokes on you, I'm not afraid of death! Unlike you!" Henry said back to him.
William smirked somewhat...evilly. "Let me bring it to you swiftly then." William told him, before jumping onto the same platform (pillow) as him. William and Henry continued to fight, beginning to feel the bits of sweat dripping down their face. William smiled as he thought of a joke. "Is it getting hot in here? Or is it just me?" William asked.
Michael bursted out laughing at that. Charlie smiled and put her hands on the sides of her face. "NOW KISS!" Charlie joked.
Henry widened his eyes and looked at Charlie. "NO! Oh my god, no!" Henry reacted, taking it seriously. William smirked and gave him little kissy lips just to mess with him. Henry groaned and pushed him. "Do me a favor and drown." Henry ordered.
Then, Henry jumped onto the couch, and looked down at William with an angry face. "It's over Anakin! I have the high ground!" Henry yelled.
William smirked and stared at Henry deviously. "You underestimate my power!" William yelled.
"Don't try it." Henry warned.
"I'm about to end your whole existence!" William declared, jumping towards him.
Henry used his light saber to cut Anakin's limbs off, and looked at him in surprise. William started jokingly shouting words like, "IT HURTS!", "HELP ME!" and "AAAAAAAHH!".
Henry only laughed at his attempts to pretend yell. "How about I destroy your voice next?" Henry joked.
"I'm dyyyying! Heeelp meeee!" William pleaded.
"No! This was your choice!" Henry replied.
"I HATE YOU!" William shouted.
"But...But I loved you!" Henry said, with a fake sad voice put on for laughs.
Suddenly, Elizabeth stood up on the couch. "I WANNA BE THE FIRE!" Elizabeth declared, sprinting up to her father and climbing across the floor.
"Wait, what?" Henry asked, very confused, but also somewhat laughing.
"I wanna be the lava fire burning Anakin!" Elizabeth declared, before climbing up her father's legs.
William started laughng, but quickly drowned out his laughter with his own screams of 'pain and terror'. "I'M BUUURRNING! OBI-WAN! HELP!" William yelled.
"BURN YOU EVIL MAN!" Elizabeth yelled, before wiggling her fingers on his armpits.
"EEEEK!" William squealed, pulling his arms down and flopping to his side. Elizabeth brought her father onto his back, jumped on top of his waist and continued tickling him on his ribs. "NOOOOHOHOHOHOHO! EHEHELIHIHIZABEHEHETH! WHYHYHYHY!" William bursted out.
"I'm burning you! I'm the eeevil fire! RAWR!" Elizabeth joked, lifting her hands to show off her 'claws' before tickling her father on his sides.
"FIHIHIHIRE IHIHIS NAHAHAHAT AHAHALIHIHIVE!" William told her.
"I know! But it dances around like it IS alive! So, I'm dancing my fingers!" Elizabeth explained, moving her hands to his tummy.
"No I can't! I haven't reached your armpits and neck yet!" Elizabeth told him, before shoving her hands into his armpits and wiggling her fingers.
"NaaaAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEHEHAHASE!" William begged.
"Let the fire burn the bits of arm you have left! Mwahahahaha!" Elizabeth teased.
Henry was so confused, and a slight bit worried. First of all, Elizabeth wanted to pretend to be the fire that BURNS ANAKIN ALIVE! But on the other hand...Henry began to wonder if that was just an excuse to tickle her father. Henry looked over to Charlie, Chris and Michael, who were also confused, but amused. "Welp...I guess getting burned alive TICKLES now." Henry stated.
Charlie laughed at that, while Chris jumped up and hopped off the couch. "I WANNA BE FIRE TOO!" Chris yelled, running to his father and starting to tickle his belly.
"WAHAHAIT, WHAHAHAHAT?! CHRIHIHIHIS, DOHOHOHOHON'T! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" William laughed, throwing his head back and resting his arm on his forehead as he helplessly laughed hysterically.
Henry just chuckled at the funny scene in front of him, and decided to attempt to act again. "I loved you! You were my brother Anakin!" Henry told him through the scripted dialogue.
"STAHAHAP JUHUHUST STAHAHANDIHING THEHERE AHAHAND UHUHUTTEHEHEHERIHIHING LIHINES, AHAHAND HEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHE!" William yelled at him.
"Oh! Well in that case:" Henry declared. Henry walked himself up to William and the kids, and picked up Elizabeth first. "Come here, ya evil thing!" Henry teased, before wiggling his fingers on her stomach.
Elizabeth bursted out laughing and started squirming back and forth almost immediately. "YOHOU'RE TIHICKLIHING MEHEHEHE!" Elizabeth squealed in his grasp.
"You bet I am! Because everyone knows that if fire is going to mess with my best friend, you're going to get tickled!" Henry teased. Charlie giggled at that. "See? Charlie knows what I'm talking about!" Henry said, pausing the tickling to point at his daughter, before tickling Elizabeth again.
"I think you forgot something Dad..." Charlie said, standing right beside her father. "If you're going to mess with fire, you're going to get burned." Charlie told him.
"That's true." Henry said, still tickling Elizabeth.
"Or, tickled in THIS context!" Charlie declared, before drilling her fingers right into his hips. Henry yelped in surprise, and quickly curled in, dropping Elizabeth in the process. Thankfully, Michael was standing right in front of Henry, and was able to grab Elizabeth. With Elizabeth safe in his hands, Michael brought Elizabeth back to their father. Elizabeth resumed to tickling her father, while Michael happily joined in at the feet.
"AAAAAAH! MIHIHIHICHAHAHAHAEL!" William yelled, falling into cackles in a matter of seconds.
Henry was currently being tickled as well, by his only daughter! And surprisingly, Henry was much more ticklish than William which meant Charlie could get him down much quicker. Charlie was currently drilling into his hips, while occasionally bringing her fingers up to his sides. Henry was cackling madly, and was squirming around like his life depended on it. The poor man was WAY too ticklish to handle much more.
Thankfully, Charlie knew his limits, and stopped tickling him to join Michael and the other kids on Uncle William. All 4 of the kids had laid themselves on top of William, like a big puppy pile. Michael and Charlie were tickling his socked feet while laying on his legs, and Chris and Elizabeth were laying on his stomach and not tickling him at all. "Hahahahahaha! Yohohou guhuhuhuys ahahare soho sihihilly." William reacted.
Chris laid his body on the ground beside William, and began using William's stomach as a pillow. Meanwhile, Elizabeth had gotten off of William and was pulling Henry over, so he could lay down beside William. "Elizabeth, you don't have to push me! Just show me where to-...Oh, okay." Henry said, before laying down beside William.
"Hihihihi...Wehelcome to chahahaohos..." William said to his friend.
"I'm glad I was invited!" Henry replied.
Soon, the kids started doggy piling on both men. They were all laying in a mass of generations on the floor, finally getting some much needed rest. The kids were cuddling their parent and uncle while they laid around. William and Henry were more than happy for the break, and so was Michael. But Charlie, Elizabeth and Chris couldn't sit around for very long, before getting bored and wanting to play again. So, William, Henry and Michael happily laid around on the floor, while Charlie looked after the 2 kids herself for a bit. Charlie knew that the fathers were somewhat unequipped energy-wise for looking after them, and Charlie was. So, she let them attempt to rest while she played hide and seek with the kids.
