Walter Blanco V.S. Walter White

Chapter 2: Hurricane

Walter Blanco looked at the destitute town of Hurricane with a tear in his eye. This town was where he met an ally of his, Freddy Fazbear. Now the town was just the carcass of its former glory. Walter Blanco walked through the town. He stopped at the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. "I just can't believe it... it was so long ago." He sat down on the dirty concrete and reminisced about his old friend.

It was  a hot summer's day in 1987. "Walt! Come here!" Freddy sprinted towards Blanco with a large stack of pizza's. "What is it, Freddo?" Walter looked at the boxes. There were at least 12 boxes, each fit to hold a large pizza. The overwhelming aroma of cheap sauce and greasy cheese filled the air. "I've got all these pizzas, and I think we should throw them on a few roofs! What do you say?" Walt grinned mischievously, thinking about all the people who would have to clean up the pies from their roofs. "Freddy, that sounds like a wonderful idea!" "C'mon, I think we should teach ol' Krabs a lesson..."

Blanco stared at the pizzeria, thinking about all the memories locked within. "Walt?" Blanco jerked his head back, and saw his old friend, Freddy Fazbear. "Freddy! It's good to see you... though, I wish it were under better circumstances." Walter noticed how worse for wear Freddy appeared. His once perfect cloth covering his endoskeleton was now torn. His rich brown fur was now a faded dark tan. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" Freddy looked at his old friend with compassion in his eyes. "Spongebob...he... they killed him! Those bastards!" "What? Who? What happened?" Freddy began to tear up, not wanting to believe this terrible news. "Heisenberg... he shot Spongebob..." Walter Blanco sits down on the cold concrete as he sobs into his own arms. "Why?" Freddy looks at his friend and sits down beside him. "Why would he do this? Tell me Walt." "I don't know... but we must get revenge." Walter Blanco stands up with a new sense of courage. "I will not allow this strike against me and my family to go unpunished." Freddy stands up with Walter, but when he looks at him, he sees a fire he'd not seen in years. "Walt... don't make any rash decisions." Walter looks Freddy in the eye and grabs his gun within his jacket pocket. "Get the pizza delivery van. We need to build an army to stop him." Freddy, understanding what this means, goes into the abandoned Freddy's, and drives out with the never-before-used delivery van. "This will work, but it will need some modifications. I'll have to modify the engine to allow for multidimensional travel." Walter hops in the car and they drive to the abandoned workshop of Henry Emily.

The workshop hadn't seen the light of day in years. Scattered wood planks littered the ground. Stray animatronic parts were dispersed across the concrete floor. "This will work for now, but we'll need to make a larger base of operations. I'll set up a pocket dimension in the back of the van." commented Walter. Freddy took down the few boards blocking the way into the workshop. "Its been decades." said Freddy. Walter took what he could from the workshop. "I'll able to fix up the engine, but we'll need to stop at the multidimensional Walmart before we set off." mentioned Walt. Freddy carried everything out into the back of the van, and Walter started working on it.