If Michael Afton Was A Creepypasta

Wait.... What?

Michael's POV:

I stared at them. "Wait w-what? Tim and Brian? Two of the friends I had with me the day of..... The incident?" I asked nervously. If they wereb then they would blame me for sure.

Masky..... Tim stared back. "You mean when you accidentally killed Chris? Yeah. That's us," he said in a cold tone.

I hesitantly looked back over to the other side, wondering if he was our other friend.

"He isn't our other friend. The hatchet guy is Toby. Understand?"

I nodded slowly. Eggs? The animatronic inside my body felt confused.

Yeah? Oh and please call me by my real name. I answered.

Who is Chris? he asked.

My little brother. I bullied him for most of his life because I was jealous of the attention he got from our father. Dad didn't treat me very well because I wasn't born from his wife, I replied coldly.

"MICHAEL AFTON!" Tim yelled.

I snapped back to reality.

"Pay attention when someone talks to you. Also, what happened to your eye?" he asked.

"What do you mean? Just to let you know, the last thing I remember, I was being scooped at Circus Baby's Pizzeria. I was looking for Lizzy," I said.

"Its.... I think it's rotting. You might wanna cover that up. You look even more like your Dad now-"

"DON'T YOU DARE MENTION MY FATHER! HE PURPOSEFULLY MURDERS KIDS AND ADULTS ALIKE! HE HAS EVEN DONE IT IN FRONT OF ME AND ELIZABETH BEFORE! I'LL NEVER GET THAT OUT OF MY HEAD OR DREAMS NOW!" I screamed at him. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON IN THIS FAMILY ANY-"

I then somehow passed out again.

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When I woke up, I was actually in a room. Tim and Brian were sitting beside me without their masks on. Tim looked guilty.

"You finally woke up," he said in a light tone. "Do you feel better now?"

I kept my mouth shut and stared at him as if to say What do you think?

"I... want to apologize for bringing up that topic. I should've known it was a really touchy subject for you," he said gently.

That's when I finally burst into tears from the stress.

Brian got up and hugged me. He was always the most sensitive one in our group. "What's wrong, Mike?"

"I should be dead.... But I'm not. My Mom is dead. Lizzy is dead. Dad is dead. And of course Chris is dead. My entire family is dead. And then Lizzy's soul is trapped in Baby and then she turned on the scooper while I was in the room.... She led me to the room..... I trusted her..... It was my sister's voice..... And then I passed out..... And woke up in the scooper room.... And then I saw Ennard and then the loud beeps sounded...... And the thing scooped out my insides...... I suppose that's why the skin around my eye is beginning to rot..... And there is robot spaghetti inside of me now....." I choked out, absolutely sobbing by this point.

That's when I felt the need to throw up.....