Pinheads font- ƿıṅһєѧԀ
Freddy's font- F͟͟r͟͟e͟͟d͟͟d͟͟y͟͟
Chuckys font- C͛h͛u͛c͛k͛y͛
Jason's font- ⒿⒶⓈⓄⓃ
Y/n, Jamie and Michael are the same.
I was almost sunrise. I carried a sleeping Jamie in my arms while Michael and Jason carried the stuff we needed. We walked deeper into the forest, trees of many colors pasting us. Michael told Jason to walk ahead and that he needed for talk to me.
"Hey Y/n I wanted to ask you this question for a long time now."
I looked up at him questionly.
"Went we met in the bathroom, when I killed those girls..."
I still stared at him waiting for him to finish.
"Why did you clean up the blood?" I chuckled to myself and hesitated to answer.
"I..i knew I was gonna be blamed for the whole thing so I panicked and my body was in control." He nodded. We continued to walk for what seemed like forever.
"I have a question for you Michael, why were you shirtless in my bed this morning?."
"Oh well I woke up to you screaming really loud and when i went to your room you were just frecking out, when you calmed down you told me that you had a terrifying nightmare, so i stayed with you just in case,"
I nodded, "Thanks for staying."
"We're here."
I looked up at the average size house. As we walked closer I stared to see people walk out the red front door. One had a striped shirt, he looked like he jumped in a fire pit, he was so burnt, the other guy was in all black with a white mask he seemed so happy when he eyes fell on Michael, next was a...doll? I smiled to myself, he had red hair with stitches all over his face with overalls with the logo Goodguys. Michael and I stood in front of the mysterious people. Michael smiled and walked toward them greeting them.
"Freddy how'v you been?"
"I͟͟ h͟͟a͟͟v͟͟e͟͟ b͟͟e͟͟e͟͟n͟͟ o͟͟h͟͟ f͟͟u͟͟c͟͟k͟͟i͟͟n͟͟g͟͟ K͟͟a͟͟y͟͟...w͟͟h͟͟o͟͟'s͟͟ t͟͟h͟͟e͟͟ s͟͟e͟͟x͟͟y͟͟ g͟͟i͟͟r͟͟l͟͟."
I looked at him in disgust. All Michael did was laugh.
"that's my girl-" I interrupted Michael.
"No Michael just friends." He had hurt in his eyes.
Part 2 tomorrow
