Metanoia...William Afton

Happy April Fools

Hey guys! This chapter is a little different than the rest of the story for obvious reasons. To start off, I'm continuing my April Fools day tradition of writing a smut between Y/N and a popular second love interest within my story. For example, last year lots of people commented on my Michael Afton fanfic saying how much they wanted to fuck Chica Mask Bully (Michael's best friend) so I gave them just that!
This year's April Fools day smut is between none other than Y/N and her best pal Jeremy. For all those people simping for Jeremy in the comments, this is for you! And disclaimer, this of course is not cannon to the main plot whatsoever, this is just a smutshot! In this little "au" Y/N and William don't have feelings for each other.

In this Y/N and Jeremy are both switches! Y/N is more of a dom than he is, but they will switch rolls a few times. 

If you were wondering, this is why I haven't been updating regularly. I was busy writing this!

I hope you enjoy!

It was Summer vacation for Hurricane Utah, but Y/N wasn't in Hurricane. She was in Wyoming with her best friend Jeremy. Jeremy had family in Wyoming, and invited Y/N to the family vacation he and his family takes to visit them. 

Jeremy had a relatively large family, lots of cousins and extended family. So their get-togethers were pretty busy, but fun!
His Aunt has a pool at her house. One of those cheap above-the-ground pools old people get from Walmart for their grandkids and it always reeks of chlorine. Nostgalic some may say, it's a staple in most middle-class American home.

The adults of the family were sitting on the porch in the backyard watching as the kids played in the pool. Of course, Jeremy was not with the adults, they were far too boring for him. Always talking about their taxes or how gas prices went up, the usual. So instead he was in the pool with the kids.

"Heads up, Jere!" One of his little cousins calls before throwing a pool toy at his head. Jeremy was a big kid at heart, so he found himself hanging out with his little cousins most often at these events. Jeremy felt at home with the 9-year-olds.

Jeremy falls back into the water dramatically, pretending to die. The children begin laughing and swimming over to him. Jeremy shrieks like a girl and tries to swim away from the herd of adolescents. They catch up to him and the boy that threw a pool toy at him climbs on his back. "Where's Y/N? I wanna do a chicken fiiiiight," he whined.

"She's inside showering, remember?" Jeremy manages to squirm his way out of his cousin's grasp, "She said she was 'getting the chlorine out of her hair' or something. You know how girls are," Jeremy waves his hand dismissively, he wasn't too concerned at Y/N absence.

"Go tell her to come back! It's been ages!" His cousin whines some more. It was almost magical how kids had the ability to never stop whining.
Jeremy thinks about it for a moment, shifting his gaze toward the house. After a bit of consideration, he decides that she has been in the shower for a while, it wouldn't hurt to check on her.

"Yeah, alright, I'll see what she's doing," Jeremy shrugs, making the group of kids cheer. They all like Y/N just as much as they liked Jeremy. They were both like big kids in a sense.
Jeremy began climbing out of the pool, "Chill out guys, I'm not promising she'll come back, don't get your hopes up." he holds his hands up at them.

"If you don't come back out here with her we'll drag her out of the shower ourselves!" they called, Jeremy snickers quietly, "Alright, jeez, I'll do my best," he turns on his heels and walks towards the house, walking past his aunts and uncles on the porch as he did so.

While he walked by his aunt called toward him, "Jeremy Paul Fitzgerald you better not track water in my house!"
"I won't Aunt Sherrel I promise!" he called back. The boy looked like a scrawny cat caught in the rain, dripping with water considering he didn't even dry off before entering the house.