A Deadly Run AU《FNAF》

Chapter 9.

"I smell rain. I think we should shelter somewhere, C.C." Nightmare suggests after 11 blocks checked. And he didn't want to be wet and short-circuited. He and Goldie.

C.C sighed at these words, smelling the rain as well. No matter how much he liked the smell of rain, now was not the time. And he wasn't even going to go home because of a little rain, not without Michael.

"Okay.. Maybe we can find someone to let us stay until the rain stops?" He asked the two nightmares. No other thought came to him, only that one. It wasn't healthy, but that's all he had now.

"Maybe. We can try." Goldie replied, trying to be optimistic. Nightmare only approves in silence.

C.C smiled at the two of them. He was glad they hadn't abandoned him.

He had seen a block of apartments, a block of apartments that had an apartment with its windows covered and damaged. In fact, the whole apartment on the outside looked damaged.

"Looks abandoned by here." He said softly, the two bears from his arms looking up as well.

"Maybe we can stay there, C.C!" Goldie proposed. "Maybe it's abandoned!"

"Yes. We can."

The boy had teleported inside the building, beginning to climb the stairs. He didn't want to risk breaking into someone's home. Maybe it wasn't abandoned. He had no way of knowing if is a yes or no. A feeling that he would come across something interesting, even fascinating, in that apartment. He arrived after a few stairs.

"It's now..."

He had knocked on the door.

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"I can't believe my eyes..." Sammy said in astonishment, his hands folded, his wings open, making his body flew above the ground. "If you told me I'd be a fallen angel after my death and one day the son of the serial killer who killed me has an animatron friend who knows how to cook, I'd send you straight to the insane asylum."

"He only cooks when he's bored. But really bored." Michael answered, straightening his back, trying to find a comfortable position in the chair. "Now I don't know why he's doing it."

"To make you envy that you can't eat.~"

"Sometimes I wonder why you're my friend." He said jokingly.

Ennard just giggles, adding more salt to the food. Sammy flew at the blond redhead, more curious on what was he doing.

"If you don't taste it.. how do you know what you're doing is edible?"

"Ennard has a habit of not tasting anything until it's ready. He says it's much more 'interactive' like that." Mike answered for Enn, who was just smiling.

"Why?! Are you crazy!?"

"There are not." He answered for himself. "I've made this recipe a few times before, Sammy Emily. You have to trust me."

The black-winged boy looks uncertain, but approves. "Okay.. I'll do that. Just because I'm hungry. I haven't eaten in three months."

"For three months!?" Michael was shocked.

"Yeaaah... It's not a big deal." He was indifferent. "Terry even more. Six months. That boy is really William's son.." He mumbled the last part, looking ahead.

"Heh, Eggs outdid you both. He didn't eaten in almost two years. Or has he been for a long time?"

"I hate you." Mike said.

"Old-fashioned joke, Eggs."

"Mike," Sammy said softly and suddenly. "I'm proud of you for finding a better friend. Ennard is better than those.. bully friends you had in the past."