I was looking around to see if there were any fanfictions on both king of the squirrels and the king of fnaf, I haven't seen anyone that has written anything about them. Let's change that for some time.
Requested by: no one (I wanted to do this pairing for some time)
If you're asking yourself if there will be smut. . . there will be smut in this one, don't worry about it.Take a wild guess on who's pov this is.
Fear. The one true enemy of mine, not knowing what will happen to my followers if I'm gone. One of them came to me "Hey, little buddy. Oh what's that? Uhu, uhh. Yeah, don't worry. The king has got you covered." Seeing my right hand 'man' climbing up the tall tree to the kingdom. Being a king to such an amazing 'people' is no easy task.
Did you guess by now?
"Oooh~ king~" finally someone that needs my help, turning around only seeing Wilford singing and skipping a long. "King, I just wanted to ask you for an interview. I mean people would love to see the story of the squirrel whisperer" both jims were following Wilford trying to get everything he said recorded. Camera Jim shoved the camera so close to my face that it was uncomfortable. "Uh, sure. Um Jim not to close to me, thanks." Camera Jim backs away and turns the view to Wilford, "oh that's great news. Come along now, the viewers are waiting~" the Jim holding the microphone 'accidently' let it hit my head before I could respond.
Making our way to the house, my eyes couldn't help but watch both jims 'walking' strangely, reminding me of a crab when it walks. Doesn't it hurt? Wilford walked to the living room only to be stopped by Google. I waved to him saying , "hey Google" the blue one looked around then his eyes landed on me, "hello king of the squirrels" Wilford waved a hand infront of his face, "uh. Hey you're blocking the way to an amazing interview" he said sassily. The yellow one looked at the blue then both nodded, "mind if we assist you?" Wilford looked at them skeptically but just nodded, "hmm. Alright then, having you three is better then having two." The red of the four looked at Wilford, "did you mean having four?" Wilford shook his head, "look buddy. I don't need so many people working in the studio" all four Google's nodded at each other, "uh, what are they doing?" Wilford shrugged, "no darn clue." The red one left and we all followed Wilford to his big section where he recorded lots of people sleeping as he says it.
Once everything was prepared Wilford started to give his normal intro then motioned me to join him, "now, mr. King of the squirrels. That's such a long name. . . Can I call you king for short?" I nodded and looked around the place seeing the jims at the camera station and the googles making sure everything was going live. There were some the the ipliers sitting in the audience but one caught my eye. King of fnaf was there, he looked pretty tired. "Well king, how did you even became such an entity?" My brain was trying to figure out how it happened, "well I really love squirrels, so I just slobbered peanut butter on my face called myself the king of the squirrels seeing that many were following me around" Wilford looked at me with a 'are you serious' face. Many ipliers laughed at the story even dark was there, "hey! Quick question" Wilford groaned and looked over to the audience, "questions will be at the end" the host softly smiled and took the mic, "Wilford starts getting annoyed but the host interrupts his range and states, "if questions are at the end, then why are you asking king questions?" The host leaves the mic and walks back to the audience" Wilford seemed pissed off, I quietly chuckled seeing a smart comeback from the host.
"Fine! What is your question? Make it quick" Wilford throws the mic to dark. "I wanted to ask you Wilford, if you knew anything about a certain purchase the was made at hot topic." The author looks as if he is trying not to laugh. I look towards Wilford to see him blush, "no and ask questions that are related to the person" seeing a dark mist surrounding Wilford, "are you sure. As I know you are the only one who keeps being female lingering" Wilford turned so red and ran at dark only to be stopped by the black smoke. Not wanting to be part of the fight I quickly leave having my loyal subjects following me.
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