Fnaf Oneshots (Closed)

Funtime Foxy x Circus Baby

It was a normal day at the pizzeria. It smelled like an everyday pizzeria too. Like shit. The sound of children screaming and playing in the halls are common, with a hint of cinnamon in the shitty air.
Circus Baby is just doing her normal thing. Singing songs to children with her beautiful voice. She happily smiles and puts a spring in her step when he dances and sing.
           Funtime Foxy brightly smiles as he happily watches her while he entertains a child with red balloons. He fiddled with them, twisting each balloon a small chicken the child asked for.
The child laughs and smiles as Funtime Foxy twists the balloon and mangled with every curve and rubbery part of it.
         Funtime Foxy finally finished the balloon, and pride and joy shines on his face. He glances at the child's excited face. It's mouth dropped open, and he quickly reaches out towards the balloon.
While he does, Funtime Foxy smiles ear to ear as he intently watches the boy extend his arm towards the balloon.
        No other children are in the room, leaving an uncomfortable feeling inside of the boy, but his mind is focused on the red balloon as his hand extends closer and closer to Funtime Foxy's hand.
Just when the little boy grabs the balloon, a deep urge suddenly appears inside of Funtime Foxy. Something corrupting him, using him, controlling him.
      His eye twitches slightly, but the child doesn't notice. His hand clutches onto the balloon and his grip grows stronger. The little boy that was once happy, suddenly grows confused, and he tries to rip the balloon out of Funtime Foxy's metal hands.
      Funtime foxy looks at the boy one last time. His eyes narrow when he sees the boys innocent soul. Something was controlling him. He didn't know what. All he felt inside was anger and madness, spreading through his entire body.
      "I hope you like your balloon," Funtime Foxy says in a scratchy voice. His voice sounded more demented, leaving the little boy terrified. The child's body slightly froze, but that didn't stop him from panicking.
       The boy tries to run off. His legs scurry as fast as they could to get away from the animatronic, but Funtime Foxy is must faster. Funtime Foxy reaches out towards the boy.
       His hand grows more claw-like and he firmly grabs the little child by the neck. The child struggles with every once of strength he has, and he tries to scream, but Funtime Foxy's claws dig into his throat, causing him to slightly gag instead.
The child's eyes widen and frantically move around, hoping someone would save him, but no one came. Funtime Foxy's claws digs into the child's fragile neck.
The child tries to squirm, but is held by Funtime Foxy's intense grip on his neck. His body starts to go limp as air seeps out of the child's lungs.
Funtime Foxy continues to hold onto the child with no mercy. His jaw slightly hangs open, almost like a smile, as he watches the child's life be sucked out of him.
The child slightly moves his foot, and kicks Funtime Foxy with all of his might, but it did no damage. The only sound was a small clink on Funtime Foxy's leg, leaving no damage.
Funtime Foxy watches in amusement as blood pours down the child's neck. Funtime Foxy smiles as he digs his claws deeper into the child's neck.
The child could no longer breath, and his face slowly starts to turn blue. He finally stops struggling, and Funtime Foxy loosens his grip.
Funtime Foxy looks at the dead child he killed, and grinned ear to ear. Blood is on his metal claws, but he didn't care. The silence in the room made him even more happier.
His right claw slowly glides around the child's neck, having the tip of his claw trail upon his skin. He stops at the left side of the child's neck. The boy's head falls upon Funtime Foxy's elbow as he grasps onto the child.
       His finger digs into his skin, and starts to slide around his entire neck, leaving a red gash on the child. Blood flows onto his shirt, leaving a dark wet stain.
Funtime Foxy glares at the child as his finger carved the entire child's neck. The scent of blood echoes through the entire room, making Funtime Foxy's eyes go wide in joy.
Once he carves the entire child's neck, he slowly removes his finger. Blood is on his entire hand, and he nearly licks it. He lustfully watches the blood fall down the child and onto the floor.
His arms slowly unravel themselves, and the child's body quickly falls to the floor. Blood gets stained onto the tiled floor, and the red stains on the child grows rapidly.
        More blood flows onto the tiles, and the entire child's body is covered in red. His skin gives out, and his head slowly starts to fall off, making his insides shown. 
        Funtime Foxy just watches in amusement, taking in the aroma. He looks down towards his hands, which are covered in blood. His lustful eyes glare that it, coping with what happened.
He grabs the child's torn apart body and starts to head off with it. Blood pours all over his body, but he doesn't care. The child's head bounces on his chest as he drags him down the hall. Only a few drops of blood manage to make it on the floor, making Funtime Foxy sigh in relief.
         He drags the child outside into the back of the pizzeria. His body no longer bled. The sun is starting to set, and all of the children are leaving with their parents.
Funtime Foxy ferociously tosses the child inside of the dumpster, causing his body to bounce against the lid with a slam. The lid smashes into the bin, leaving a loud noise crawling up Funtime Foxy's spine.
He smiles ear to ear when he glances towards his accomplishment. Another day of murdering children. Such an achievement.
Just then, while he was admiring his work; something felt off to him. Like someone was watching him from the shadows. His ears twitch a little in irritation. He frowns a little in annoyance. His eyelids drop as he slowly turns around to see who it is.
       "Circus Baby, don't worry. The kid is clearly dead," Funtime Foxy claims when he fully turns around. His eyes widen when his vision glances at what he sees.
His body stays in stance, but his claws slowly start to rise from his hand yet again. His eyes are full of pure hatred as he ferociously grows towards the figure staring right at him in fear.
    The little boy stays petrified as he watches Funtime Foxy slowly start to head towards him. Saliva slips from Funtime Foxy's canine fangs as his feet make little to no noise against the chilled sidewalk.
His feet stay placed and his eyes widen in terror. The little boy's fingers slightly tingle and his mouth hangs slightly open. The little boy continues to watch the fox step towards him one step at a time. Every part of his body is screaming to run, but the little boy remained still.
      His conscious finally starts to wake up, and his mind becomes clear. His feet start to slowly head backwards. Fear clenches the child's soul. His eyes widen and red veins spear in them. His soul screeches, but the child's voice remains silent.
The child runs off, leaving Funtime Foxy in the dumpster. Anger courses through Funtime Foxy's veins as his eyes slowly start to narrow. Wrinkles appear in his cheeks and his muscles tighten.
     His metal legs start to extend as Funtime Foxy heads after the kid. The kid screeches in terror when he sees the fox catching up on him.
      The child's breathing becomes more rapid as he escaped the dumpster and runs off towards a blue van in the parking lot.
       Funtime Foxy's eyes widen as he quickly hides around the corner of the pizzeria as he watches the child hop into the car. He intensely watches the child with every inch of his body wanting to pounce.
     The little boy glances back towards Funtime Foxy in fear as the car starts and heads off. Funtime Foxy growls, and his claw tighten, leaving the walls of the pizzeria to be carved with wolf like marks.
     "F•••," Funtime Foxy quietly mumbles as anger courses through his veins.
     He starts to head back inside the pizzeria, walking backwards; while glaring intensely at the parking lot.  His claws slowly start to go back into his paw, and he sighs, realizing he's failed.
The silent parking lot remains empty, leaving an eerie dread inside of Funtime Foxy's guts as he goes back inside of the pizzeria.
     ~timeskip cause why not?~

     The pizzeria remains closed, and the nightguard enters the place with regret smothering him. He sits in the squeaky chair, and his body tenses as his eyes glare at the glitchy screen. Laughs echo through the halls, fueling his nightmares.
     He peeks around the office doors, checking the hallways for any signs of animatronics. The hallways look over him, observing his every move, cautiously watching his fear.
The nightguard goes back on the chair. His body tenses and he nearly presses on both sides of the doors just to feel safe for a few minutes. His eyes grow wide, and his veins are shown in the pupil. He never blinks once, and his eyes squeal in pain as he fearfully watches the screens.
      Every section of his body trembles as his hands are planted on the button, ready to press them. His fingers tingle in fright while his head turns towards every creek he hears in the pizzeria. 
       "Well well well," a soothing voice suddenly echoes through the halls in pure laughter. "The night guard has come to play with us for another night. Isn't this wonderful Funtime Foxy,"
The night guard sternly looks at every detail through all of the cameras, but none of the animatronics could be seen. His eyes dart left and right, looking throughout the dark halls that carry their voices.
       His body grows even more tense as small footsteps splatter against the tiles. He covers his ears with his hands and whispers small fragments of sentences to himself, trying to calm his nerves.
      "It sure is Baby, and today is the day when Jeremy's death is granted," Funtime Foxy laughs out in pure joy as he hugs Circus Baby.
They laugh in pure happiness as they watch the night guard tremble with fear. His voice stutters as he tries to call them out.
"L.... leave me a.. alone," the night guard stutters out.
Circus Baby and Funtime Foxy only watch in amusement as the night guard cries for his life. Funtime Foxy extends his arm out of the vent and towards the night guard's back. The night guard doesn't sense any of this, and proceeds to call out for them.
"Isn't he adorable Foxy?" Circus Baby asks as her voice grows darker and she grins ear to ear.. "I never knew how amazing it is to see people like him die until today,"
The night guard quickly peeks around the cameras; his eyes studying the screens with fright. Yet he could find nothing. Funtime Foxy's hand is so close to him, he could dig his claws into his neck and kill him in that stance.
"The night guard time has come," Funtime Foxy happily says as he forcefully yanks onto the night guard.
The night guard struggles to break free. He screams and screams in agony as he thrashes his legs, fighting against Funtime Foxy's firm grip. But nothing was useful. His eyes widen in terror and his body rapidly flails. The feeling of hopelessness drowns the night guard as he feels Funtime Foxy's claws dance around his neck.
"Would you do the honors, my lady?" Funtime Foxy asks Circus Baby as he bows and uses his other arm to swoop across his stomach.
"My pleasure," Circus Baby happily says as she walks up towards the night guard.
She may only see him through a vent, but she knew he was truly terrified to death. His gaze grows blurry, and all he could see was her cold smile. Darkness lingers all around him, and he could sense death's grip upon his soul.
     Circus Baby suddenly takes out a knife, and curls it around his back. He feels the point of the knife on his back, wanting to go into his skin and hear his screams.
      She drives the knife inside of his back, and his screeching echoes through the halls. She guts him, and drives the knife upwards, causing blood and screams to escape from the night guard. He sees the little to no mercy in her smile as his vision slowly deteriorates.
        Blood starts to pour out of his mouth, and his lungs refuse to work. The night guard coughs and coughs until he has become nothing but another corpse.
      Circus Baby takes the knife out of the night guard, and his body drops to the ground. She gazed over at Funtime Foxy, who has watched the entire murder in amusement.
      She grabs Funtime Foxy around his neck, and Funtime Foxy smiles as his hands slowly dive around her waist.
     She pulls him in for a kiss, and the blood on Circus Baby's hands gets stained on Funtime Foxy's fur. Their eyes remain shut, but they could sense each other's presence.
      Funtime Foxy slowly muffles and Circus Baby smiles as she rubs his crotch slightly. Funtime Foxy's eyes dart open and he nearly pushed her away.
      "Not now," Funtime Foxy whispers to Circus Baby as he picks her up bridal style. "Let's go somewhere more fun,"
      "Okay dear," Circus Baby seductively says as she holds onto Funtime Foxy and smiles.
     He carries Circus Baby off into god knows where to "do it" after killing the nightguard.

    (A/N)
       The end. Yep, I'm back. Sorry about not writing in a month. I have no excuse. I hope you enjoyed the story, and have a nice day or night or whatever time you're reading this. Bye.