***Courtyard***
C.C. POV:
"Mrrah! I've had it with these boring classes!" Grim whines after recovering from his shock and fear. "Then you'll never become a great mage." Bubba bites back as Fredbear drops Grim down and changes back into plushie form. "UGH! When did you get all bossy?" Grim complains as I pick up Fredbear and Deuce and Ace recover from Fredbear's animatronic form.
***Cafeteria***
"Wooo! Lunchtime at last! Whoa! *drool* They got some good-lookin' grub!" Grim exclaims in happiness. "Ooh, a buffet. That's fancy." Bubba comments while I look at the different foods. "Look how fluffy those omelets are! Ooh, grilled chicken! And a bacon-and-egg tart!" Grim exclaims. "Shhh! Dude, inside voices! Where was this energy earlier today?" Ace asks. "Yuu, grab me the grilled chicken! There's only one left! And an omelet too. And that jelly-filled bread. Just fill your whole tray with 'em! Ow!" Grim exclaims while bumping into a random kid.
"Hey! Watch where you're goin'! M-my carbonara! You broke the yolk!" one of the kids exclaim in anger. "Whoa, that's messed up! Pokin' the egg is the best part! You better make this right, pal!" another kid says. "I'm gonna need that grilled chicken of yours as compensation." the first kid states. "Myah?! No way! Hands off the bird, chump! I need my protein, because I am HANGRY!" Grim retorts. "Hey! That's no way to speak to an upperclassman! Catch me outside and I'll teach you some respect!" the second kid exclaims.
"Um, excuse me, sir, but it said in the handbook that fighting with magic was prohibited..." Deuce says. "Fighting? You got it all wrong. This is just me helpin' an ignorant freshman know his place." the first kid says. "Now, let's see just how many ways there are to skin a cat, heh!" the second kid exclaims before starting a fight. Bubba, Ace, and Deuce join in on the fight. "Did.....Did they just start a fight over an egg? A damn egg that was still perfectly fine to eat?" Fredbear asks in disbelief and disappointment. "....we're surrounded by idiots, and Bubba is getting dragged into it." I state before grabbing my food. "Stop the fight please Fredbear, I don't want Bubba getting hurt." I say, earning a nod from Fredbear before he disappears.
***Interesting Facts***
-C.C. has started questioning his choices
-The Nightmare were watching in disappointment at the delinquents
-C.C.'s birthday is either on October 13th or November 13th (according to my google search)
(A/n: One of those days I'll make a birthday special for C.C.)
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The Winged Child
FanfictionC.C. thought that it would be a normal day in his prison. What will happen when he goes to a complete different universe? Will he make it back home? Warnings: violence and basically every other warning you could give to FNAF
