Oneshots

Stream Stories: OniMikeler

IMPORTANT NOTE: The following was writting in a stream where i lost my drawing tablet pen and decided to write instead. Prepare for an AMAZING SHIP CALLED ONIMIKELER WITH THREE GAY CUTIES named Onity, Tyler, and Mike. Onity is from EnderOni, Mike is from FnaTC/NnaTC, and Tyler is well you should know who he is if you follow me. 

so onto adventures. 

let me know what you think!

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LISTEN UP GUYS WERE WRITING GOD DAMN ONIMIKELER FICS

BECOUSE I CANT DRAW SO MIGHT AS WELL WRITE

HMMMM letss seee

Give me a oneshot idea :3

oh mike's nightmares. Ima do that.

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He woke up, gasping for air again. His eyes had to take a moment to get used to the darkness of the bedroom, as it was 2 AM in the morning. He sat up in the bed, trying to calm down. But yet, he couldn't. He kept remembering his nightmare, as it wouldn't leave him alone. He heard their screams still and saw their disgusting, broken, metal faces. Mike left that job months ago and yet those animatronics were still finding ways to make his life a living hell.

His heart rate slowed down by just a bit, and Mike rubbed some of the sweat off his head onto his blanket. He turned to get out of bed, but stopped for a second. He looked over to his right to see Onity and Tyler both still sleeping peacefully under the covers. They didn't seem to be having any bad dreams, which made Mike envious of them. They could sleep soundly, however even since he left Freddy's, Mike found that he no longer had that ability.

Mike finally got up, making sure not to wake up the other two. He made his way out of the room, opening and closing the door quietly. Pausing for a second, he sighed, and started to walk down the hallway. But thats when he saw it. At the end of the hallway, a light flickering, and it standing there. It stood there, glareing him down. It's mouth was open, and blood dripped from it's metal skin. The smell of blood made Mike cough.

It didn't move unless Mike did. Mike took a step forward, the doorway to the kitchen being right between them. With one step, Mike found that it would step forward. It copied his moves. Mike's heart started echoing in his ears again, and he found himself stuck like a deer in headlights. There was no way he could get away from it. He started to sweat again, and the longer he saw the beast eyeing him, the more he had to hold back the urge to scream.

"L-leave me alone..." Mike shook his head, mumbling under his breath. The beast didn't hear him, so he said it again, only louder. "L-LEAVE ME ALONE!"

With that, Mike took the risk, and shot down the hallway, running into the kitchen, almost missing and hitting his shoulder in the doorway. He swore he had heard the beast move after him. With socks on the kitchen floor, Mike instantly fell to the slippery white and black floor, a loud thud echoing throughout the house. Mike got up, and turned to see the animatronic beast right behind him. He backed away, but found himself cornered. He couldn't save himself. His energy, his power, was all out. And it was only 2 AM.

Mike found himself on the floor again, his knees to his chest, and his body shivering uncontrollably. His hands grabbed at his head as he cried, scared to death by the monster in front of him. Why wouldn't it leave him alone!? He heard it's metal body move, but he didn't dare look up at it. Memories of their screams from months ago replayed in his mind and he couldn't take it anymore. And with all that was going on inside his head, projecting out into his sight so that he believed it was actually happening, a major headache beat its way into his skull.