Bloody Love FNaF Michael x Ennard

Chapter 14 : Terrence Afton

((Terrence Afton's POV))

So thats what he's doing. I miss him. My baby brother, Michael Afton. I miss him with all of my heart, he's having a hard time with life...
I wonder how Vannys doing? I'll check up I guess.
I teleported to Vanny, to see her in a crumpled ball on the floor, passed out by the look of it, and had clearly been crying.
I lifted her off the ground and laied her on Glitchtrap's bed.
"What happened..." I muttered under my breath.
She twisted onto her side, grabbed the blanket and pulled it up over her, pulling it to her face and holding it so she was mostly covered. Vanny then curled into a ball and sighed, falling into deeper sleep.
I wonder what happened? Vanny doesn't seem like the type to fall asleep in a crying ball on the floor... I think.
She suddenly curled into a tighter balm and began crying lightly.
"Van?" I whisper.
"Vanny?" I whisper, concerned.
"Vanessa!" I say loudly, now extremely worried, as she was crying harder.
I put my hands on her shoulders and shook her a bit.
Vanny sat up quickly, gasping for breath.
"Van! Your ok!" I said happily.
"Yeah... I have pretty frequent nightmares." She sighed.
"O-oh that sucks." I said pitifully.
"Mhm." She hummed, zoning out.
"Vanny, why were you on the floor?" I asked.
"Well, Glitchtrap isn't here. Not in this house." She explained.
"Do you know where he'd be?" I asked.
"No. He'd tell me if he left, and he doesn't just leave out of the blue." Vanny said seriously.
"Well... let's figure it out?" I suggested.

((Glitchtrap's POV- GORE WARNING))

O-ow... I think. I would talk, but I've been taught that talking makes you feel major pain. A lesson I'd prefer if I never learned.
"Hah, your so perfectly silent. It's nice, knowing that if you screamed someone would probably hear you." That animatronic hissed.
Someone would hear me? I think, instantly getting an idea.
"What if I scream?" I ask cockily.
"Hm? Who let you speak." He asked me angrily, grabbing me by the collar he put around me neck to disable my glitching.
"N-n-no one!" I yelp, feeling him tug at the collar, choking me.
"They why did you talk." He asked triumphantly.
I just whimpered in response, trying to glitch away from him.
"Good boy, now stay quiet while I'm gone~" he cooed.
I d-d-dont like th-this. I think.
I blinked a couple times, trying to get the blood out of my eye. My right eye is obliterated, completely gone, and its dripping so much blood into my mouth and down my neck. My torso was ripped open down to my gut, and thats not even all of it.
"Now, since you seem to be getting cocky, I'll be... helping you keep quiet." The animatronic said.
He suddenly plunged his spike, witch was actually just some rusty, folded metal, into my neck.
I screamed, before I felt him slash my voca cords, and no sound came out.
I coughed and tried to scream, nothing.
He just laughed and walked away.
I closed my eyes and started sobbing.
Goddammit... ow... that h-hurts so b-bad.

((Chris Afton's POV))

"Nightmare!" I call into the closet.
"Mmmmm. No." Nightmare declared.
"Fine, BABE." I say loudly into the closet door.
"AAAAH. NOO." He basically screamed.
"What do you want me to say?" I ask.
"I- I like it when you call me Love." He admitted.
"Ok then, Love. Will you let me in?" I asked happily with a giggle.
"Ok." He said, answering the door in his human form.
"Thanks, Love." I cooed, putting my hand on his cheek.
"Ah- what- mm." He stuttered, eventually leaning into my warm touch. He seems so rough and scary, but he's a softie. For me at least.
"I want to cuddle." He said out of the blue.
"Ok. I'm down with that." I agree, leading him put of the closet. None of the other nightmares know he has a human form, so my bed will suffice as a cuddle spot, until they find out about his human form of course.
I lay down and he follows suit, cuddling me in. I'm his little spoon, he's my big spoon.
I close my eyes and quickly remember that I am incapable of sleeping. Both physically and mentally.
"I forgot you can't sleep..." Nightmare sighed.
"So did I, honestly." I admit.
"Heh. What should we do?" He asked.
"Ummm. Dunno. Wanna go to the kitchen? See if we have food?" I returned the question.
"Mkay." He agreed, getting up with me and going to the kitchen, grabbing my hand.
I took his hand and leaned on his arm. I'm short and stuck in the body of a child ok!?
I spread my wings and put them around us, forcing him closer.
"I changed my mind, I wanna cuddle." I say as I clutch his arm.
"Ok." He smiles.
We go to the couch and I wrap my wings and a blanket around us, putting on a movie. We watched a horror, 'Jigsaw'. It was fun, and gave me an excuse to cuddle into him. Hehe.
I'm so clever. I put on a scary movie so I could cuddle him! I think triumphantly.