(Your POV)
"Hey (Y/n)~ Guess what time it is!"
Oh dear God no, not again.
"Don't worry, you won't be black and blue today! Maybe in the morning though," The girl with the high heels laughed, smiling with those far too white teeth which seemed so perfect. "Henry! Why don't you tell (Y/n) all about where she's going tonight?"
"Fazbear Manor! You know," He grinned. Star of the football team, the coaches said he was a great kid.
You knew better.
"W-why?" You barely got out, stuck between them and a ditch.
"For fun! And you can tell us all about it, (Y/n). Of course... That is if you aren't afraid?"
I'm not afraid, I'm terrified.
But you didn't dare say a word.
And within the next few minutes, surrounded by the nonsense of the popular kids and hard quick punches and snippy comments on your hair and eyes, you were suddenly shoved out into the courtyard of the manor.
If you could call it that.
"We aren't leaving till you go in (Y/n)!" Henry called with a grin, the far to white smile of a girl seeming attached to his side, and not in the good way.
"Okay," you whispered, mainly for yourself to hear before heading up to the doorway.
They were so old, and worn. Probably could have told a thousand stories if they weren't inanimate.
However, as soon as you went in, you heard the doors clang shut behind you. Whipping around, you tried to open the doors, to no avail. Damnit they must have locked them...
(No one's POV)
A little shadow watched her.
She moved so frantic at first, trying to find a way out.
"Nothing opens over there," It spoke up, startling her half to death it seemed.
"W-who's there?" She called, slightly leaning back against the wall by one of the bolted down windows.
"Just me!" The tiny shadow moved into the light. A bunny. If you could call it that. Tan-ish yellow might have been it's first color, but now worn and browning. "My name's Plushtrap, and I'll be your host today!"
"...I'm officially going crazy," (Y/n) muttered to herself, putting a hand to her head.
"No you're not, you just got out of luck, especially since it's 11:46! I don't have much time to explain, so you might wanna listen up, uh.... What's your name?" Plushtrap chirped, seeming quite.... Calm yet ecstatic about this.
"I-I'm, uh... (Y/n)...." She squinted her eyes slightly at the small doll, kneeling down. "...What's there to explain...?"
"A lot." He answered simply before turning and walking farther into the house. "It's safer this way, at least at midnight."
" ..What's at midnight?" (Y/n) spoke up, deciding ultimately, why not follow your delusions?
"Bonnie comes out."
"....Bonnie? Like.... Bunny?"
"Uh-huh!" Plushtrap bounced, smiling. "He's not that fast but he doesn't give up, I'll tell you that! Then, at one, it's Freddy. But," He turned and looked at (Y/n). "If you find all of his miniatures, the Freddles, you get a break! Then at twooooo, it's Chicas turn!"
"...What?" I have to be dreaming.
"She's kind of an iffy one, but watch her cupcake! It'll tell you if you can trust her or not. Then Foxy, oh he's fast! Super duper fast! I recommend hiding. But then well.... I think I'm overstepping my helping...."
"N-no, please, go on...?"
"...okay. Just this once! At four, it's Fredbear's turn. He's hard. Like, really really hard. Then at five, it's Nightmare's go! ....You should really.... Probably hope you've found me ten times before then."
"...why....?" She whispered, worry creeping in her voice. Why was she worried? She doesn't know, this is probably all a hallucination.
"Because! Find me ten times, I'm your personal buddy! I double your chances of surviving till six!"
"I have to last six hours?!"
"Shhhh, they don't like it when you yell...." Plushtrap glanced around slightly, before his ear lifting as some clock within the depths of the house started striking, softly singing to it, "One, two, Bonnie's coming for you,
Three four, Chicas gonna cook your score,
Five six, Freddy's picking up your sticks,
Seven eight, Foxy's bait!
Nine ten, Fredbear for the win,
Eleven twelve, Nightmare dwells," by the time he finished with the clock, Plushtrap had vanish, with a final childish laughter of goodbye.
It's hunting time.
(A/N)
Alright,
So this story will be written by me, every odd chapter,
And my girlfriend, NightmareFlowerFNAF, for even chapters. We hope you shall enjoy!
We know we will!~
Stay scary!
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