Hᴇɴʀʏ x Wɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (FNAF) (Tᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴏ̨ᴜᴇsᴛs)

In which William meets his past self

hi

this is my 4th draft on here bc all my other ideas didn't seem to be original- and they were kinda boring- lul

but anyways-

dear god- I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE, BEAUTIFUL TOAST BEANS AND BEAUTIFUL TOAST BEAN ALIENS. my sleep schedule got really messed up bc i somehow got stuck playing therapist for my friend's younger sister. 

it was 12:00 PM, she was crying because someone stole her food, and she fell asleep at 2:00 after an hour of comforting her.

ever since then, my wonderful and lovely sleep schedule has gotten thrown out the window and replaced with a new trashy one.

BUT DON'T WORRY, I STILL LOVE YA'LL. (i spell "ya'll" wrong and i know that)
take my hug. 

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William sat on the plush couch of the living room, with his legs crossed together. Winter showed no mercy for him, as his feet and hands were flushed red from the coldness. 

Henry and Terrence had gone out to get huge shovels for everyone to help shovel their driveway when there was a blizzard. Michael, Chris, and Liz requested a day in the park with Vanny and Vincent.

William's friend who went by the nickname Glitchtrap was missing, and probably dead. Glitch was pretty stupid but smart at the same time. Somedays he had too much candy which made him go on a sugar rush. 

Michael's boyfriend, Ennard, was out looking for food and some butter to cook with. Maybe it was butter for cookies, or he just really liked butter. (ENNARD IS A HUMAN. I REPEAT- ENNARD IS A HUMAN. I might have forgotten to mention this but Ennard is a human in my FNAF AU. He's a soul possessing the spaghetti robot. Bc if not, then Michael would be dating a literal spaghetti robot. Yuh. Everything all clear now?)

He slid his shivering hands into the sleeves of his purple turtleneck sweatshirt, trying to protect them from the cold.  As he was rubbing them back and forth, he heard a faint knock on the wooden door of his house.

William tilted his head, wondering who it could be. After all- who would want to go outside in this harsh weather? A snowstorm was going on right now, and the sidewalks were covered with 5 inches of snow. The roads were clear due to the cars driving on the snow, but there were no cars driving on the road. Therefore, making the snow pile up again.

He heard the knock again, this time though, much louder.

"Coming~!" William answered, feet tapping on the floor as he made his way towards the front entrance.

His hand trembled from the cold as he opened the door the slightest bit, trying not to let any of the freezing cold snow inside of his house. 

Outside, standing there in the cold, looked like the younger version of William himself. The boy was wearing a thin purple jacket with black denim jeans and dark brown winter boots. 

William let out a gasp, as he never knew someone who looked exactly like him. Moreover, he was much more concerned about the boy's hands and face, since they were flushing a bright, bright pink.

"C-come in! Wow- are- are you okay? What I mean is- like- your not freezing cold, are you?" William stuttered, quickly taking the boy's shivering hand and ushering the boy into the warmth of his house. William hurriedly shut the door, since he couldn't let in any snow.

William then brushed all the snow off of this strange boy, and took off the boy's jacket, hanging it on a coat hook near the entrance of the door. 

"You can take your shoes off too, y'know." William offered to the boy, who was doing nothing but staying silent and fiddling with his fingers.

William simply just waited for the boy to reply, managing to find something to focus his eyes on, since he didn't want the boy to feel any pressure.