Ask The Security Guards / Animatronics! FNaF

Feeling Toasty?

When Scott had finally been convinced to come back into the pizzeria, Twitch came up to him.

"How'd you like that last dare?"

Scott looked at her with a face that said it all. "Kill. Me. Now."

Twitch grinned "Well, anyway, you're going to hate me for this dare."

"Oh, great..." Scott said weakly.

"Just put this on," Twitch shoved a costume into his hands and walked off.

~

"Whoever dared this, I'm going to kill them," Scott groaned and walked into the Office. He was wearing a costume that made him look like a slice of toast. Complete with a bow and everything.

"Oh. My gosh. Vincent, come look at this!" Mike laughed.

"What is it?" Vincent walked in and his eyes widened. "Ngh~!" he whimpered, and then fainted.

"D-Did he just /swoon/ over me?" Scott asked, looking at Vincent on the floor.

"Don't flatter yourself, Scott, you're not that handsome," Mike commented.

Vincent's eyes fluttered open. "Scott, oh my gosh, I just had the best dream, and yo- Oh..." Vincent trailed off, staring up at Scott. He began to nosebleed. Extremely badly.

Scott blinked at him and then turned to Twitch, "Can I take this off now?"

"Right here?~ Be my guest~" Vincent grinned.

Scott glared at him. "Yeah, right."

"Yeah, sure, go ahead. The dare's done," Twitch said.

Scott walked off to the bathrooms.

"I'd follow, but I seem to have lost control of my legs," Vincent sighed.

"I'm not going to tell him that that wasn't actually a dare, it was just a suggestion from one of our readers," Twitch said.

Mike laughed, "You're evil."

"Not as evil as Lizzietheevilempress."

"Lizzie the whatnow?" Fritz asked, confused.

"Never you mind," Twitch grinned.