Frantic Fanfic Stories

The Passing Of A Dear Fucking Boy

Characters: Nagito, Freddy Fazbear
Writers: Hudson, Sakura, and Polkka
Rated All Ages

Walking into the new establishment of this spicy pizza place, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, Nagito has signed up for his shift as a guard. Sitting in the office, Nagito immediately jumps up in his chair, seeing the mascot of the establishment in the window. He tries to close the door yet it does nothing. That phone guy really wasn't any help was he. Nagito- being the stupid bitch he is- gets up and steps out of the door, looking up at the bear mascot and gives the animatronic a stern look. "What are you doing out of your spot? Get back to the stage sir." as he says that, the robot glares down at Nagito, twitching up a ton and then staring straight into the lucky man's soul.

Freddy briskly put a hand on the man's shoulder and grabs on tight. Nagito flinched and became instantly tense. The animatronics grip hurting his shoulder.

"It would be nice, if you didn't do that. That kinda hurts you know." Nagito said. Trying to back up and pull the animation hand off of him. He barely in the office, but out of pure luck. The door finally shut. The weight of the door broke Freddy's arm in half. The hand finally had gone limp and fell off Nagitos shoulder, but an angry pounding at the door could be heard on the other side. Freddy was pissed. Unfortunately Nagito didn't see the other animatronic very close behind him in the other door. As he was backing away slowly, facing the door Freddy was just in, he accidentally backed right into Bonnie.

Nagito hurrily closed the door in time, heart pounding due to the jumpscares. He looked towards Febby fabber before deciding on a decision of deciding decisions. "Time to burn this popsicle shit"

Nagito looked under the table, for some reason finding a conveniently placed match and oil. He took the oil and spread it around the room before taking the match and lighting it up. He opened the door to Freddy fazbore one last time. He does a cool ass beatbox and drops the match.

The pizzeria blew up in flames. Each red smoke after red smoke orange bullet like shapes danced in the air. The residents huddled around the burning building as though it was a show. Nagito came out of the wreckage a mess. His body fully covered in black charcoal, not blackface you fuck. Somehow he survived, but was that really a good thing though?

Above him stood a green clad man wearing a freddy mask, his ex lover's mask (or at least he thinks they formed a relationship. Fred couldn't really talk so he doesn't know for sure).
The man looks down at Nagito in disgust. "Bro you good?"
He asked, but not waiting for an answer apparently as he floats away, making an L with his hand above his head (once again).
Nagito looked at where the man previously stood. As tireness began to consume him, he mutters one last thing. "Rate D deez nutz" He muttered before promptly passing out as a crowd of people runs steps over him.