~ Scenarios From The Darkest Parts Of My Head ~ 〈 2020-21 〉 ( Completed )

//• Request •//

*coUGh* This book ain't dead-

Trigger Warning: Mentions of anxiety and self-harm. Read at your own risk fellas-

Requested by: LuckyLem0n

Now, I would've named this a Shadow Fred X Withered Chica but since it has ... well, a Withered Freddica moment at the end, I'd leave it to the requester to suggest a title-

This is also pretty long (About 1900 words-), so click away if you can't read that much-

Backstory/plot~ So ... Poor W.Chica's tired of having panic attacks every once in a while for literally no reason at all. She's upset, and eventually ends up in yet another one of those, but does she know ... Someone else is watching her ...

A short lil' S.Fred Description: Shadow Freddy is like a smoke-like creature of the darkness, he's not completely solidified like an animatronic would be, but that's because he's not an animatronic. If you've seen my recent Withered Freddy drawing, the shadowy bear behind him is mostly how S.Fred looks like.

With that being said, let's begin-

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"One, two, three ... And here it comes-"

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She stared dully at the table, mind numb to her surroundings. Now, if you were inside her head, you'd know, she wasn't numb, she could hear and sense everything around her. The laughs and jokes of her friends, moments when everyone would just be themselves. It was another similar night and of course, another pile of useless thoughts to cloud her mind.

It wasn't recent, but it only became much worse with time. Sometimes, she'd worry so much that it'd feel like the fast pace of everything would pull her parts away, leaving only her head, filled with those same, horrific thoughts. There were moments when the others helped calm her down, but it always felt so ... fake. Was it because another voice lived inside her? One could only hope for that.

Once again, she was snapped out of her thoughts by one of her fellows; Bonnie.

"You good? You look like you could use a break."

She glanced at the rabbit, again hearing words like "Really now? Y'know he's making fun of you, as usual."

Huffing in response, she nodded, not really saying anything else as she stood from her spot, Bonnie tilting his head in confusion.

"Where are you going?"

"Parts & Service." Her tone was so low, that no one with average hearing senses would've understood what she had said, but Bonnie pretty much heard most of it.

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The Parts & Service was dark and gloomy, just perfect for those thoughts to reside. The chicken gave a dulled glance to everything around her, before sitting in her usual spot, beginning to emptily stare at the floor, something she'd do when everything else felt too power-draining to stare at.

And then, it began to slowly rise up again, like when water would enter from a single crack in a boat. That same, chilling feeling, when the world would begin spinning at a faster pace, every single thing would just start screaming at her face, telling her how much of an undeserving person she was and how much ... Would it be a sight of happiness for everyone, the day she stopped.