((Lolbit's POV))
I lunged happily out of the television, smashing my, before now, un-dented face directly into the coffee table with a loud and metallic bang.
"OWWW!" I screech upon impact.
"AH! Ughhh... Lolbit you woke me up..." Michael groaned sleepily, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"Oop- sorry Michael! Didn't mean to throw m'self out the TV so fast!" I said enthusiastically.
"What's happening in here?" Ennard said with a concerned face as he walked in.
"I threw myself out of the TV a bit... vigorously." I explained, gently rubbing the small dent in my forehead, feeling the chipping paint around the divot.
"Hm. That's... that's interesting." He muttered, biting an exotic butter I assume he stole from Michael.
"Where'd ya get that Enn? I thought Mikey here hated exotic butters." I asked ((honestly how)).
"Oh- Mike had them in his fridge and I wanted them, also, what's up with your head?" Ennard asked, indicating the dent in my head, Michael following his pointing groggily.
"Yeah, when I flew out of the TV I banged into the table there," I indicated the coffee table,"and now m' head is like this."
"I can fix it. I-if you want." Michael offered, still under at least 4 blankets and buried in a mountain of pillows.
"Heh, yeah can you do that?" I asked him.
"Sure...I can..." he slurred sleepily.
"Maybe go to bed for a bit." Ennard chuckled, eating another exotic butter.
"Mkay..." Mike whispered, dozing off.
"Night' Mikey!" I said happily.
"M' not... sleeping..." he slurred.
"Pfffft- HAHA!" I cackled.
"Ok. Have a nice not-sleep." Ennard joked from his corner.
"Hehe!" I giggled lightly.
"Ok, cmon Lol, we should let Mike not-sleep." He said, walking out of the room, me running after him happily.
"Bye..." Michael muttered, clearly only half-awake.
"Ha- bye." I waved to him.
((4 hours later))
I yawned and opened my eyes, feeling the weight of multiple blankets.
"Mmmmhhnnngg...." I yawned.
"Mike! Your up!" I heard Ennard say from across the room.
I looked up at him, he was sitting on the chair across from my couch, eating exotic butters.
"Mhm." I hum, still half asleep.
"This is the third time you've woken up." He chucked.
"Oh. I was tired hey?" I giggle.
"Y-yeah..." he muttered, he was staring at me for some reason.
((Ennard's POV))
"This is the third time you've woken up." I chuckled.
"Oh. I was tired hey?" He giggled happily, sitting up slightly and pulling a fucking adorable face.
"Y-yeah..." I muttered, staring at his face. His perfect face... and his hair is so fluffy and his eyes are so pretty... no! Snap out of it.
"You good? You've been staring at me for a bit now." He said, I guess I spaced out, because he was standing in front of me, with his face about 5 inches from mine.
"U-uh- yeah- I-" I stuttered, god, he's so cute- I've said that to much.
"Ok!" He smiled. His smile is so nice.
((Ennard calm down love, we've noticed that your gay. Chill))
"Hey, your face is really red..." he said, hovering his hand over my extremely red face. I'm in my human form.
"I-I um...." I can't function. If I was in my robot form my circuits would be overheating right now. I've established hat this feeling is called love, and it feels good. I've also established that I'm in love with Eggs here.
A look of realization crossed his face and he smiled slyly.
"Are you- are you blushing because of me?" He asked, stepping back and allowing me to stand up.
"Oh- ehm... no...!" I smiled awkwardly. His face fell slightly.
"Ok! I don't know if I trust you, but o-ok..." he said, his smile almost looked fake. I'm ashamed I'd didn't pick up on it... he walked away and locked himself in his room.
Did I mess up...? I think quietly.
I walked over to Michaels room, and knocked on the door.
"Michael! Michael, I'm sorry!" I pleaded, wanting him to come out.
"Shut up. Its not your fault your oblivious. Go away." He hissed.
"... ok..." I muttered, dragging my feet on the floor as I sulked away.
((Michael Afton's POV))
How the fuck is he so oblivious to the fact I like him? Well... he's a robot I guess. But- that just makes me liking him even weirder!
"AAAAH!" I screamed in anger, grabbing my hair, "WHY!?"
"Mike? Are you ok in there?" Ennard asked, his voice muffled by the door.
"GO AWAY!" I yelled at him.
"Ok..." he whispered, I could barely hear it.
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Bloody Love FNaF Michael x Ennard
FanfictionDISCONTINUED PS, this is a Terrence Afton AU, it's most definitely not like the usual Terrence Afton AU, but some people really hate when he exists. He is the oldest kid. In this AU, all animatronics have human forms, they look similar to how they l...
