my horrible attempts at Angst with Dayshift at Freddy's

A Nightmare

[HG]

Dave walked into his husband's office, a cheerful smile on his face as he did. He actually was trying to work on his tendency to well, kill kiddies, and he made it a whole day without killing anyone. He looked at Jack, who was facing a window in his office, back turned to Dave.

"Hi Sportsy!" Dave said after he came up behind Jack and hugged him. He somewhat paused in wait for a reaction, confused as he saw nor heard one. "Sportsy?" Dave said in a puzzled tone, moving away slightly, and noticed something dripping from Jack's face. Was Jack crying? Or was he bleeding? No...whatever that was is pitch black, not tears or blood. "What is....what is that?" Dave asked, as he moved to see Jacks face better.

The liquid was coming from Jack's eyes, as he looked to be frozen where he stood. "J....Jack are you alright..." Dave took on a more serious and concerned tone, using his husband's real name for once. A loud crack would be heard as Jack immediately turned his head to face Dave directly.

Jack smiled that same damn smile he would make when possessed by Henry. He started to approach, causing Dave to nervously step back. Jack's eyes weren't Pink like they'd usually be but he still didn't trust that expression.

"Oh Willy? What's wrong?" Jack let out a chuckle as he spoke. The liquid that was coming from Jack's eyes started to appear as if it was alive.

"Y...your not..." Dave backed up against the wall. "You're not Jack..." He whimpered, he had been about to run to the door but it suddenly locked shut. Dave froze, watching the same liquid coming from Jack's eyes cover his only exit.

"Aw...you figured that out fast...I was hoping it would take a little longer, Willy...." Jack said with a somewhat over exaggerated whine.

"LEAVE MY ORANGE BABY ALONE HENRY!" Dave yelled, hoping someone would hear the yelling and come to try to help.

"...Henry? Oh no no, Willy you've got it wrong. While...you do get points because I'm part of him...im not actually Henry." Jack hissed in a voice not his own. "Even then? I'd gladly like to leave this pathetic piece of shits body, but I need another body."

Dave stared at Jack, thinking before he held his hand out. "Use...Use mine then! L...Leave Sportsy be...." Dave told him.

Jack just smiled happily when hearing this, taking Dave's hand and shook it. The liquid coming out quickly from Jack's eyes before it slithered onto Dave's arm. Dave tried to get it off but its grip was too tight. Dave fell back as it climbed up to his face, seeing Jack collaspe to the ground.

Dave struggled to get it off before he suddenly began to feel tired. His movements slowed as he had began to feel like he shouldn't fight it. Dave slowly realized it was manipulating his mind to calm him, but realized too late.

Dave couldn't control his movements anymore, he watched as his own body move around without him wanting it to. Dave tried to regain control but found he couldn't. He suddenly felt like something began to dig into his body, slowly trying to change how he thought and felt.

Dave fought it off the best as he could, if he was able to tears would've been falling from his face. He watched his own body walk to Jack's, take a knife he carried around all the time, and repeatedly force it through Jack's skull.

Dave suddenly jolted up in bed, shaking and crying to himself as he slowly came to realize it was a dream. He turned to look to his side, sighing in relief to see Jack peacefully sleeping.

Dave sat there for a while, trying to calm himself down. He checked the time, it was 4 : 30 am. He slowly got out of bed, careful not to wake Jack as he walked out of their room. Dave came into the living room, seeing Rowan passed out on the couch. The TV was still on obviously from whenever Rowan had come downstairs, maybe he had a nightmare as well? Dave didn't really know, but he took a blanket and put it over Rowan, before walking into the kitchen. He quietly turned the coffee maker on, letting out a tired yawn as he made himself a cup. No way in hell would he go back to sleep, he never did after nightmares.

The nightmares weren't frequent but they have been happening more lately, with usually the same subject. It always had to do with Henry, or well this "Part Of Henry" that does something to hurt him. This could be Henry's way of revenge, but Dave just tried to keep his mind off it. Jack would be having nightmares too if it was.

Dave walked back into the living room with his cup of coffee, and sat down on the couch. He just tried to distract himself from the nightmare, though found himself staring at tapes of him and Henry performing. Dave just stared, before quickly ejecting the tapes from the VCR and putting them away.

How the fuck did Ro find these? Dave thought to himself. I had put these away

Dave let out a shaky sigh as he remembered the shit he went through, the shit he was blind to. He walked back to look at Rowan. For a second, he could've sworn he saw something that looked like Henry sitting where Dave previously was. He shook his head, he probably was just still tired.