Sweet Nightmares(A FNAF Story)

The Second Nightmare

Max was once again standing in the middle of his bedroom. The flashlight was already in his hand this time so he started right away. He turned around to his bed and flashed the light. 1 small broken Freddy fell of. He turned around and ran to his closet. He opened it and shined his light into it, pleased to find nothing was in there. He waited for a few seconds, gathering his thoughts. After he was ready, he ran to the right door. He listened for the robotic breathing but failed at hearing anything. He shined his light down the hall and there was nothing but a small shadow. He then turned and ran to his bed. He turned, got rid of the broken Freddys, then made his way over to the left door. Before listening he looked at his alarm clock. 4:00. He turned back to the door and listened for breathing. He didn't hear anything. He flashed his light down the hall and saw a nightmarish Bonnie starring at him from at the end of the hallway. The figure was badly damaged and had hundreds of sharp teeth in rows filling its mouth. It backed away and Max could hear a slight deep laugh mashed with gears turning and mashing. This was not how he remembered Bonnie!

Max started breathing heavily. His eyes started to water. He couldn't help but lay down on the floor and cry. The lights around him started flashing. He got up and looked around with his flash light. When the light beam hit the bed, 3 broken Freddys jumped down and ran behind the bed. "They'll be back" Max thought turning around. When he did though, he was greeted by his closet that was opened more then usual. Max ran over and opened it. He didn't even get a chance to flash his light inside when a Foxy head jumped out. It once again missed and Max shut the closet door, holding it shut. Once Max opened the closet again, he didn't see the Foxy plushie, instead he saw Foxy standing behind his clothes. Max shut the closet door again and held it shut longer. He opened it and then saw the plushie. Looking at it made Maxes eyes water. He just wanted to go to sleep again, and see his plushies as the same.

Max was crying again. He ran over to the right door and tried listening. He heard the deep breath and held the door shut. It was a while before he heard footsteps walking away from the door. Then he heard the noises in the kitchen. Pots and pans, he knew that wasn't his dad or his brother, that was a scary robot in his house, one that was out to get him. Its teeth would literally tear him apart. While he was thinking about that thought, he heard the beeping of his alarm clock again. He survived another night.

FUN WITH PLUSHTRAP

Max was again in the hallway, the same as the other night. He knew what to do know, and he also knew he didn't have time to waste. He listened for noises that gave hints of where Plushtrap was. After he heard the thump, he heard slow footsteps. He turned his flashlight on and saw Plushtrap was right behind the X in front of him. Max turned the light off and waited for what felt like hours. He looked at the timer, which showed he only had 64 more seconds. He turned his flashlight back on and stopped Plushtrap from going into the left doorway. Plushtrap dropped to the floor as soon as the light turned on and stared at Max with a smile, almost as if he was saying "go ahead, I'll just wait". Max kept his light on, not letting Plushtrap move. Then the room went dark, but not because Max turned off his flashlight, because he lost again. The words that said "too bad" taunted him. He would win someday