Multi-fandom Oneshots

A Slice of Love

Miguel O'Hara was having a royally shitty day. But that goes for most of his days as of late.He sighed, raking his fingers through his hair and buried his head in his hands. Life was ass. Everything was ass.Miguel decided right then and there that he was going to get a pizza tonight. A hot, delicious, cheesy pizza. Yes. That would hit the spot. Hopefully he could unwind and play some games too. He knew the perfect place.I mean, where you gonna go when you want pizza there? Where you gonna go when games are there? WHERE YOU GONNA GO WHEN THERE'S AN ANIMITRONIC BEAR?!?! Yes. Freddy Fazbear's. He loved that place as a kid. Back when he was still a naive little boy.Unfortunately though, all the Freddy's locations had long since closed in his dimension, so he figured it couldn't hurt to just hit up another one. He used his watch to quickly flip through the dimensions available, after a while remembering where he had been reminded of the restaurant in the first place.When he arrived to that dimension, he quickly swung from building to building, hoping to get there before it closed. He just made it in, one hour before closing. Phew.Although, it looks like Freddy's isn't long for this world in any dimension. The place was looking quite derelict and empty. He wouldn't even think it was open had he not seen the bright neon open sign with his own two eyes.Suddenly, he felt his spidersense tingle and whipped around to be met face to face with a guy. A guy who looked suspiciously... purple.But why is this janitor making his spidersense go off...?

"Hey..." the purple guy said, trailing off. He suddenly seemed to remember himself. "Welcome to Freddy's, would you like the Five Nights or the Freddy's?"

"Pizza," Miguel said. "I want pizza. You have it?"The Purple Guy shook his head, then nodded his head. "Okay. Good choice. Great choice, even, you wouldn't have wanted the five nights. Or the Freddy's."Miguel growled in confusion. He had no time for this clownery, he wanted a pizza and to get out. "What? If I go to Freddy's, then I expect the Freddy's. Are you telling me I'm getting Freddy-less pizza at Freddy's?! What are you making this stuff out of? Has my whole childhood been a lie?!?!?!""Do you want your pizza or not?" Purple Guy asked. Every word he said raised Miguel's hair on edge. Do you want pizza or not? What was that, a threat? Well, this purple guy wasn't going to get the better of him."Yes," he spat out. "I DO want the pizza.""Right this way sir, take a seat," Purple Guy said and walked away, presumably to take care of the pizza.Miguel sat down in one of the sticky booths, not as sticky as the ones in his dimension, which was a little disappointing, and waited. This place sure was empty, even for being an hour before closing. It seemed that him and the employee were the only ones here. Kinda eerie, but he was literally Spider-Man."Here you go, sir," the Purple Guy said, placing a steaming hot platter of ooey-gooey goodness in front of him. Mmmmm, nice.

Miguel's frustration began to melt away as the aroma of the freshly baked pizza wafted up to his nostrils. The melted cheese, the tangy tomato sauce, and the assortment of savory toppings beckoned him to indulge. He couldn't help but appreciate the Purple Guy's skill in crafting such a delicious masterpiece."Thank you," Miguel said, his tone softened by the sight of the delectable pizza. "I appreciate it."The Purple Guy nodded, his piercing purple(?) eyes locking onto Miguel's. There was an unspoken tension in the air, a connection that seemed to transcend their current circumstances. Miguel couldn't ignore the way his heart fluttered as he met the mysterious gaze of the enigmatic janitor.As Miguel took his first bite, savoring the explosion of flavors in his mouth, the Purple Guy leaned against the booth, his gaze fixed intently on Miguel. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, a spark that hinted at hidden desires and secret passions."Is everything to your liking?" the Purple Guy asked, his voice low and laced with an unexpected seductiveness. His words sent a shiver down Miguel's spine, awakening a dormant desire within him.Miguel nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from the Purple Guy's captivating presence. "It's amazing. You really know how to make a pizza."A sly grin played on the Purple Guy's lips as he leaned in closer, his breath tickling Miguel's ear. "I have many talents," he whispered, his voice dripping with allure. "And I can show you more than just pizza."Miguel's heart raced, his senses overwhelmed by a cocktail of emotions. He knew he should be cautious, that this encounter was uncharted territory, but the magnetic pull between them was impossible to resist. In that moment, he made a decision.Setting the half-eaten slice aside, Miguel met the Purple Guy's gaze with newfound determination. "Show me," he whispered back, his voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and longing.With a knowing smile, the Purple Guy extended his hand towards Miguel. Without hesitation, Miguel reached out and took it, allowing himself to forget about the fate of the Multiverse for a little while. As they left the empty Freddy's behind, their journey together was just beginning, and they both knew it was going to be an unforgettable night filled with passion, exploration, and the delicious taste of unexpected love.