Jeremy: F-Fuck! Ugh...
Blood drips from his forehead. He looks back up only to have both oh his hands crushed under suited feet. One of Freddy, and the other of Bonnie.
Jeremy: Agh! Y-You bitch-
A hook swung down, piercing his shoulder.
Jeremy: GYAH!!!
Simone: Good work boys.
Foxy hoisted him up, dragging the body to the back room. Simone used the cleaning supplies she had brought to clean up the mess he left behind. She quickly wiped up the blood and made sure there was no stain on the tile floor. She followed where the body was dragged off to, cleaning up the drips and drops she found along the way. She reached the back room, animatronics standing outside the doorway. She stepped inside, grabbing some rope from a box and tying the unconscious man up.
Simone: You get what you deserve you fuckin' pervert.
She finished, grabbing some tape and patching up the wound on his shoulder with it to not let it get infected. She then stuffed his mouth with a cloth and taped it closed. She stood up, brushing herself off stepping out.
Simone: Now to get you guys cleaned up.
Freddy, Bonnie, and Foxy all had a bit of blood on him, so she got to work quickly hiding it. Foxy was the easiest since he walks already red, but the other two took a bit of scrubbing. She got to Freddy, cleaning his hand when it suddenly twitched, almost hitting her.
Simone:... gonna have to fix that...
She quickly finished before closing the door. She tossed away her dirty and ripped shirt, getting a fresh one out of a pile she kept in a box for emergencies, and then leaves the room.
Simone: Let's see...
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Imitation Meat
FanfictionWarning for sensitive topics! This is not tied into my other fnaf AU's. In a world where William never met Henry, and when they found their restaurants were slowly going out of business, they both come to the same conclusion. Will decided to sell th...