we met at fazbears pizza ( karlnap)

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Karl's pov

I was tired, I knew where Nick was, I knew exactly nick was, but that I dare tell anybody no, because if I did tell somebody, then they would just get mad at him, I know how dream yells at him all the time, promise me, I know, I know that dream gets mad at him at all, the little things he does, I was there one time when it happened, it was very bad time, and it was probably one of the worst times, but I don't really think that dreams should just be so mean to him, no one deserves to be so mean to nobody, and nobody deserves to be that mean, especially Nick

Flashback:

We were all sitting at the couch waiting for Nick to come here or come downstairs from his room when he had and came down for about 20 minutes. Dream decided that it was time to start the movie without him

We were all sitting there when Tommy decided to tell a very funny joke, the joke was really funny that we all started laughing, we didn't think anything about it that Nick could hear us or something we just kept laughing like nothing happened

After the movie, I decided that maybe I should go upstairs and check on him, did he fall asleep? Was he waiting for us to come get him? Did you simply just not want to come? I had so many questions that had no answers, so I just gently walked up the stairs just in case he was asleep

I'm not quietly on the door, but there's no answer, I just, I just thought that maybe he was asleep and opened his door, he was asleep, but there was one thing that I don't dare mention to anybody

When I got a better look at what I saw, he was laying in their blood on his arms, like sinking or leaking through his hoodie jacket, arms, and he had something like a little. I don't know what it was like a blade or something. It wasn't exactly like a blade, but it looks like when just shaped weird laying there on his desktop, covered in blood

I knew what happened. I know exactly what had happened, but I got him cleaned up, so no one else would see what happened. I didn't want him to get yelled at

So I gently picked him up, cleaned him up, took off his hoodie, put his hoodie back on, wrapped up his arms, cleaned up all the blood, gently picked up the blade, cleaned it off and put it back, like it was, I went downstairs and everyone was bombing me with questions" is he ok, man, please tell me he's OK, I don't know what would happen if he was not here right now, he's the funniest, only got probably the correct head of the girl, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please tell me, he's OK"" he's fine, y'all. He just needs some time, I'm pretty sure y'all just let's go, he's asleep, I guess he just was not feeling good right now" it wasn't fully a lie. But it was kind of

Tommy was the first to leave. He said that he had to get back home and fix up the house before Wilberg came and got mad at him

Then it was me I was sad that I had to leave him, but I didn't want to feel it's seem like a weirdo to him, so I just quietly said bye and dream and told him that it would Nick woke up, woke up to tell him that I said to have a good night or good day whenever he wakes

Over&

I remember that day, clearly, it was a very scary day, I don't tell anybody, I haven't even told Nick that I knew and that was bad, but I just don't want him to know. I want to keep it a secret for me and me only

So I'm thinking that maybe tomorrow, I could go, and maybe see what he's up to, maybe we can hang out like we used to before all this drama happens

Maybe we could let him out of the house, sometimes dream just needs to calm down, he's got us all convinced that when nick goes outside he's a total bomb and does not like anybody and that he cusses anybody else he sees 

I think that it would do him some good to go outside. Maybe it's not as bad as we all think

I mean, if my friends tried to keep me inside all the time, I want to go outside to, I mean, outside is pretty, it is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen, I would love to be outside all the time, but you see my allergy to 2 flowers have been getting to me

I hate that I have this stupid allergy, it's just so stupid. I mean, who is allergic to flowers of all things. I mean, I could see cat because my brother is but flowers

I love flowers, they're beautiful, they've got all the beautiful colors to them, but with me having allergic reaction to one, I can't be around them, and that's the bad part of valid when you love something so much, but you're allergic to it, that is just the worst part about it, and I can't take it anymore, maybe I could just go to the doctor, get some medicine, maybe that could cute, but no, my family insists that I have to deal with it

I don't want to live with it. I can't live with it, it's the baddest thing out there. I mean, who who is ready to flowers nobody I know of, and I have to be allergic to him, that's just not fair now

My brother is allergic to cats

I'm allergic to flowers

My sister is allergic to nothing

Which is what I don't like, I mean, I would love to be my sister, having to be allergic, to nothing, you can go outside, have all the freedom, you can, without a care in the world, but me and my brother, I have to watch out for flower shops, anyone that's carrying flowers, and he has to make sure that there are no stray cats around her crazy cat. Women are around, I mean, when you're allergic to something, the world is a very dangerous place, and that's what I hate about the world, why can't there just be something to where you're not allergic to anything where everyone is just not allergic to anything