Corner Kids one shots

Death at Freddy's

DecipherTheCipher

This is basically a written version of Goldbox's animation of Death at Freddy's on YouTube. I would recommend watching that above or the first page first when it is on. It is extremely gory though as well as this. Viewer's discretion is advised. I do not own the video, idea, or lines. Enjoy!

Brandy's POV

"Are you enjoying the show, dear?" my mother asked me. I nodded vigorously and said, "Yeah, it's just so awesome! I can't wait to tell-" I was cut off by Daddy. He poked his head out of some curtains and said in his usual raspy voice, "Brandy, can you come over here little one?" I jumped out of my seat excitedly and rushed over to him. "Hi Daddy! Are you enjoying the show? Are you getting off work soon?" He replied with, "Yeah, I just have a little surprise for you. Follow me and you'll find it." He walked off with me following him. We stopped by the bathrooms for a bit and I noticed something off about Daddy.

His eyes were covered by shadows and he looked scary. I shrugged it off because he was my Daddy, but it still unnerved me. I asked him innocently, "So, where is the surprise?" He chuckled and pointed to a dark hallway. "It's just right down this hall, dear. You'll love it." That last part excited me, but I still had doubts. I decided to actually say it this time and told him, "We're getting away from Mommy." "Trust me, it's just for you. Now take your hair down." he said. I wondered why as I followed him into the room.

"Why do I need to take my hair down?" I asked him. He smiled insanely and he flashed purple. His once blue security guard outfit turned to purple and his raven hair turned to the same shade. His skin turned to a sickly purple that looked like decaying flesh. The thing that scared me the most was his eyes. Once a beautiful blue turned to fully black with only a pinprick of white as the pupil. "Oh, it's just for the surprise."

He grabbed a knife out of his pocket. He flashed back to normal. "Now hold still." As he came closer to me, I cried out, "Daddy, wha-what are you doing?!" I tried to back away and run towards the exit, but he grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back to a table. "Oh. you'll love it." He held me securely to the table and I said, clearly panicking, "D-Daddy! No!"

He stabbed me multiple times in the stomach. Soon enough, my stomach was filled with slash marks that bled heavily. Then, he slit my throat. I gurgled on my own blood and fell limp on the table. My soul rose above my body and I gagged at the horrific sight. I couldn't look anymore. It was too gross and sad. My own father did this thing to me.

After I fell limp, I saw my father smiling insanely. He cleaned himself up and grabbed an old pirate flag. He went to the door and looked at my corpse. With a smile filled with insanity, he closed the door. I followed him to the ball pit where a red-headed kid was singing a pirate song. He was wearing a red and white striped shirt and brown shorts. Poor kid, he had bandages over his right eye.

"Do what you want 'cause a pirate is free. You are a pirate." he sang softly. My father walked up to him and said, "Hey." The kid turned to look at him and saw the flag in his hand. Stepping out, he rushed over and gasped. "That's Foxy's flag!" My father said smugly, "Yep and you can have this and anything you want if you come with me." The boy thought for a moment while I waved my hands in his face frantically, but he couldn't see my warning. "Oh.. Okay!" he said happily. My father put a blindfold on him. He passed through me and followed my father to THE room.

"Where exactly are we going?" he asked my father as they went down the hall. My father smiled and said, "Just right down this hall. Trust me." I frowned at his statement. Last time I trusted my own father, he betrayed and killed me. I heard faint screaming from the other room. A woman's voice screamed, "BART! BART! WHERE ARE YOU?" My father let out a sinister chuckle. Though, the boy didn't notice and giggled as they went to my death room. When they entered, the boy wrinkled his nose up at the smell of my blood.