I'm Only a Little Insane ( PurplePhone )

Morning

Scott's POV

I groaned and shuffled in my sheets. The alarm hasn't woken me up yet. Blinking a couple times to clear the blurriness in my vision, I checked my watch. 10:51pm. I still had 39 minutes.

Groaning again, I rolled over and snuggled up in my sheets. I was shocked when I felt something warm in my bed. My eyes flew back open to stare at the purple mess in front of me. His hair was down, shirt off, and lieing on his side, facing me.

I laid a hand on his forehead. Why did he always feel so feverish? As I touched him, his eyes shot open and he grabbed my wrist. Relaxing the tension when he realized in was me, he sighed, "Scott, don't surprise me like that."

I know I should've been worried about that, but all I noticed was the warmth of his wrist. Memories began flashing back from before. We... we kissed...

"Ahh!" I exclaimed, "We-We-We kissed!"

He smirked and sat up, rubbing his eyes, "Did we?"

Maybe it was a dream. Yeah, all just a dream. "Ne-Nevermind, I think... it was only a dream."

"Maybe, this will remind you." Vincent leaned over and pushed me gently back on my bed, pitching himself over me. He gave a low chuckle and stopped right before he reached my lips. "I've been wanting to do this for a while."

And with that, I felt our lips make contact. His scruff tickled my chin, making me smile beneath his lips. He smiled too, then I realized what we were doing.

Pushing him away, I cautioned, "We're both guys."

He gave a sort of surprised look and recalled, "Oh c'mon Scott. I know you go both ways."

"Yeah, but are you ok with being with a guy?"

"Yeah yeah, now lemme kiss you!"

I pushed his face away, "Vincent!"

He rolled his eyes and gave a more reassuring answer. "Yes, I'm ok with you being a guy. If I wasn't, I wouldn't have this giant crush on you."

My face filled up with heat. Not only that, but his smell was making me feel high as balls. I stared up at him again and wrapped my arms around his neck. Smiling, I kissed him back.

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Both me and Vince were hungover. We didn't just drink the wine bottle like we promised. Getting up in the morning was a hustle and Vince ended up throwing up in the toilet. I can respect a man who won't throw up on my furniture or carpet. The point is, we feel like shit, and we haven't drunken as much as we did for a while. I don't remember anything after the kiss, but Vince says that we just drank more by the fire and talked how full of shit the government was. I'm just glad we didn't do anything I would regret.

"Chica is kinda sexy," Vincent commented while checking the cameras.

I rolled my eyes, "Vince, I'm not interested in your robot fetishes."

He gazed at me while I was checking the doors. With that look on his face, I knew he wasn't thinking cleanly. I threw a piece of crumpled paper at him. "If you're going to fantasize, don't stare at me!"

He laughed, "But what if it's about you?"

I glared at him and threw more office supplies at him, "You better not! Now check the cameras, pervert."

"Okay! Okay! Jeez," he muttered then did as I said.

I sighed. This pulsing headache wasn't helping my ability to tolerate Freddy's. I took a few deep breathes. I've got 4 hours left. It'll pass quickly as long as I keep working.

"Foxy coming in on your right!" Vince announced.

Reacting quickly, I shut the door to the west hall only to here a bang. I couldn't help but to snort with the beginnings of laughter. Every time. Every time, he crashed into the door. It just made me laugh. My laughter accelerated to full on laughter.

"Yup," commented Vincent, "He's almost as mad as I am."

"Shutup!" I defended, "I'm tired and hungover!"

"Don't make me puke on you!"

I laughed again, "Why on me? Why not on Chica? You like that sorta thing."

"I've already asked. She's not interested."

I couldn't tell if he was serious or not, but I wouldn't be surprised. I already knew Vince was a weirdo and somehow, I love it. I just dropped the topic and kept checking doors.

I walked back to the east door, checking the lights only for Chica to be staring through the window, eyes wide, and beak ajar. Being surprised a little, I rolled my eyes and closed the door.

"Foxy's coming again!"

What? I ran to the door a shut it before the red fox could sprint in. He banged on the door for a good half minute before he left.

Quickly, I asked, "How much power left?"

"31 percent"

I checked my watch. "We still have 2 hours." If Foxy keeps this up, we won't be able to make it. Vincent nodded and put down the iPad. We had to restrict our use of the security camera for now

Vincent checked the camera again and commented, "The furry fuck is already sticking his head out of the curtains!"

"Why is he being so active?"

He only shrugged. We were in a tight situation. I had to shut the door in the east hall, but the robot wasn't leaving. On top of that, Foxy was probably on his way.

"Fox!" Vince warned.

I went to the west door and shut it, leaving the animatronic banging the door. I checked my watch again. "Its 4:52am. How much power?"

"12 percent." The pizzeria grew oddly silent.

Shit. Shit shit shit. We weren't going to make it. "Vince, you know what this means."

He nodded, "We have to pretend like we're women and seduce them."

"This isn't a time for jokes!" I steamed. I shook my head, "Look, this is what we're gonna do. Leave the doors open, don't check the cameras, and keep both doors under close watch. They won't come in when we're watching. Only when we run out of power. As for Foxy, we'll be forced to shut the door until he leaves. Got it?"

"Let's do this."

So we turned off the iPad and watched the doors. What I hated was I could see their eyes, almost glowing. Vince had the east, I had the west.

Foxy was personally my favorite, but not right now. I heard quick and light footsteps, so I ran to the door to shut it. The banging was bound to take our power out. I cringed as he left and I opened the door. Still a little power, but not for long.

"Vincent," I whispered.

"Yeah?" He whispered back.

"Do not move or make a noise."

We scooched to a corner in a room, pressing ourselves against the walls. After about a minute, the power went out, and then began Freddy's tune. I felt Vincent take a hold of my hand, and I squeezed it. I was ready to fight off the bear for my life. Freddy didn't seem to see us, but he knew we were there. He walked in, still playing the childs song, looking for us.

Without warning, I ignored any fears and lunged after the bear when he had his back turned.

Ok guys, back from the weekend! Thanks for your patience. I had tons of fun. I ate so much icecream cake. I'm gonna puke haha. Anyways, here's a chapter for y'all!

Thanks and Bye~