Circus Baby's Not-So-Fun House ☀️

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So! First story uploaded to Wattpad, yippeeee! Here we got something that I've had in my AJR oneshots doc for a while; AJR meets FNaF! A lil nervous to publish this so I hope you like it!

"Shit shit shit..." Jack ran as fast as he could down the dark, musty hall, still feeling the stinging of the cuts he had received. "Oh god. Ryan!" He ran until he felt like he hardly could anymore. He leaned against a wall, panting so hard he was surprised he hadn't just passed out right there.

He stood there for a few seconds, panting, when he looked up at the wall he was leaning against.

It was coated in blood.

"Shit."

Jack let himself collapse onto the floor and follow the trail of blood along it, giving himself a chance to breathe without putting too much weight on his legs while also following the trail of blood.

It led him to his brother's still body.

"Ryan!" Jack pulled his body up onto his legs. It looked like his body had been smashed against the wall multiple times. His glasses were broken and his shirt was ripped. Jack just stared at him. He couldn't tell if he was alive or not.

Jack suddenly heard a light ticking sound, followed by the sound of a music box. It echoed through the hall that he had come through, the haunting melody filling the room.

Ballora.

Jack had to get out of there. But he couldn't leave Ryan. Ballora was blind, but that wouldn't stop her from hearing him dragging his body along the floor. He had to leave and come back for him.

He quietly crept through an opposite hall after lightly setting Ryan down in the corner of the room. He just prayed Ballora wouldn't discover him, whether he was alive or...

He didn't want to think about it.

When Jack felt like he was far enough away, he called quietly, "Adam?" He hoped he'd be able to find his way back up to the main area of Circus Baby's so that he could find Adam and they could think of how to get Ryan out of there.

"I know you're over there somewhereeeee~"

Jack stopped dead in his tracks. The cheerful voice sounded way too close for his liking.

"Bon Bon, say hi to our friends!" Jack looked down the hall where the voice came from. There was a tiny figure sticking out from behind the wall.

"Shiiiiiiit~" Jack muttered through gritted teeth and stumbled to keep moving down an opposite hall. They're everywhere.

Jack kept moving. There was more blood on the walls and he thought the worst. Finally, he burst into the main area of the building. Chairs were knocked over beside tables, big plastic tubes had fallen from the kids' play area. Jack shuddered slightly thinking about what might have happened here.

He froze when he heard something down another hall. Heavy footsteps. He knew they weren't Adam's or Ryan's. Let alone a person's.

"You should've known I'd find you," a soft, feminine voice said.

Jack whipped around, met with Circus Baby herself, standing a few feet away from him but still towering over him. Her bright green eyes glowed in the dark and Jack could see her bright red pigtails outlined in the light.

"Fuck off..." Jack said nervously, trying to stand straight but needing to put in effort to not run off.

Baby sighed. "Don't you think that's a bit mean?" She stepped towards him. "I haven't hurt you." She stopped.

"Yet."

Jack immediately turned and ran as Baby's stomach opened, but he wasn't fast enough. He felt the huge claw grab his waist and start pulling him towards Baby. He gave a loud yelp, just as someone grabbed his hand.

"You're not getting away that easy," Ryan said, expression determined.

"R-Ryan!" Jack said, straining to keep his grip on his hand. "Neither are you, apparently~" Just then, his hand slipped.

Just as he felt himself fall to the ground.

Jack grunted and pushed himself away from Baby, backing up to Ryan's legs. He watched as Baby's huge form jolted about before crashing to the ground with a loud clang.

Adam was standing above her, holding a shock stick. He sighed. "Bang bang bang." He dropped the stick. "Let's get out of this hellhole, yeah?"

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