Feel The Creative Beat|Friday Night Funkin' Oneshot Book (Requests Closed)

Whitty x Male!Child!Reader

A/n: In the most dangerous part of Creation City known as the Danger Zone City, the local hot-headed outcast, Whitty is minding his own business of going incognito from the public in order to keep anyone from getting in deep trouble with his ballistic anger problem. But tonight, we will get to see the softer side of Whitty when he meets another outcast that will tug you at the heartstrings.

Mod: Friday Night Funkin' – Vs. Whitty Week Mod

Location: Danger Zone City – Creation City's Most Dangerous District

Date: March 12, 1987

Time: 8:45 PM – Night

No POV

In the dangerous world of Danger Zone City, Creation City's most dangerous part of the district, especially around at nighttime that you will never know what might come out at night when you let your guard down. There was a local hot-headed outcast by the name of Whitty, a humanoid sentient bomb with a very bad temper who is walking about in the night with his earbuds blaring in his non-existent ears from his MP3 Player playing songs of Linkin Park's Hybrid Theory and Meteora.

He is pretty much doing his best as an outcast in this city because he had his moments with his dangerous bad temper tantrums that is powerful enough to break the fabric of existence. Like the time, when a teenager named Boyfriend along with his crush, Girlfriend challenged him to a rap battle until Boyfriend managed to calm himself down from his temper. After that, they eventually decided to become friends or "homies" that he'd preferred as long as they don't cause any more problems like the rap battle again unless he wants to do it again someday and the two lovers promised Whitty that they will leave him be if they all decided to hang out sometime.

Despite of living in a hell of a city district, everyone seems to be feared of Whitty when they try to antagonize him or rob him blind, giving the fact that his head is an actual bomb and with a bad temper like that he can be a very serious threat to anyone that gets in his way.

Sometimes everyone just wanted to know his true feeling under all the anger inside of his bomb-shaped head. People wonder what kind of bad things that he had to deal with his whole life that really seemed to make him tick a lot.

Luckily, the questions that were asked have been answered when he spotted something in an nearby alley. He went to the alley for a closer look and he came across a small male child that may be either 8 or 10 years old and is covered in a dirty blanket that barely is enough to keep him warm. Whitty is surprised to see a small child like that sleeping in an alley with a blanket that small and only wearing a short-sleeve T-Shirt and a pair of torn-up shorts. He took out his earbuds for a moment and began to think about the situation.

Whitty: *Thinking* Strange. What would a little boy like him be sleeping here at a time and place like this?

Y/n: Zzzz...Daddy...No...I didn't....mean to...drop your bear bottle...

Whitty raised an eyebrow to hear the boy started talking in his sleep. It sounded like he was abandoned in the streets by his abusive father and he was forced to fend for himself in the streets. Whitty kneeled down to the boy before checking his surrounding for anyone that is watching him in the distance. Seems like he didn't want anyone to see him acting sappy like its his greatest weakness. Then he turned off his MP3, so that he can listen carefully to hear what else the boy has to say in his sleep.

Y/n: Zzzz...Please daddy...not the belt...anything but the belt...

Whitty was shocked to hear that the boy was afraid of his own father punishing him by whipping him with his own leather belt whenever he did something wrong. This actually made Whitty's own heart exploded with pure guilt, sadness and anger all at once. He somehow have some sympathy for the poor child.