So this is a pretty short prequel to my most popular book here on Wattpad. (Definitely not the longest.) This will consist of most of the Flashbacks. And I suggest you read this before the main book.
Ninjamuffin99 programs Friday Night Funkin'. Pha...
Tonight you had to save the Dearest family as Fasttrack.
Fasttrack is a feline-like alien with a black and green suit. His hands, legs, and part of his head, are colored blue. He has long fur on his hands and legs. He possesses large feline ears and a green pentagon mark on his forehead. He has a triangle-shaped nose and a thunderbolt-like design down his chest.
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(Y/N) as Fasttrack: *Sigh* What was tonight?
Daddy Dearest: None your business, boh.
(Y/N): *Sigh* Still mad because I turned GF down?
Mommy Mearest: You know it, you and BF are two different breeds. I know what GF sees in you sure, but what does she see in that blued-balled kid?
Girlfriend: Mom!
You chuckled at her. After a few days of fixing the house with demon magic, we were inside with nothing to do.
Boyfriend: Aww... man. We can't go anywhere in this weather.
(Y/N): Look on the bright side bro. If we stay in here no one's gonna rap us to death.
Boyfriend: Yeah, your right. I guess we just have to put our feet up and chill. Maybe we co—
You were holding a phone rather excitedly.
(Y/N): Order a pizza? Way ahead of you.
You ordered pizza and sat on the bed. GF's bed specifically.BF then walked over to the shelf full of games...
(Y/N) *Whisper*: That's a lot of games. Didn't know you played some of 'em.
Girlfriend: Well, half of them are for him.
You nodded and she then walked up to him,
Girlfriend: How about Hating Simulator.
(Y/N): Sorry GF, but I don't do bootlegs.
BF grabbed the cartridge and put it in the console.
Boyfriend: Why, is it one of those cursed games where you get sucked inside or something?
You cursed him under your breath.
Girlfriend: Yeah!
Boyfriend: Probably should have waited for your response before I put it in the console.
(Y/N): Ah, shit here we go again.
With a flash of blue electricity, we were zapped into the console. Daddy Dearest pokes his head around the door.
Daddy Dearest: Have fun, kids...
We were in our pixelated forms. In which our regular appearance is rendered in a 32-bit style.
