FNAFxMusical Theatre (FNAF One-Shots)
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 53m
  • Reads 244
  • Votes 16
  • Parts 5
  • Time 53m
Ongoing, First published Nov 01, 2021
This is so random, but I hope ya'll like it anyways. This is basically going to be a one-shot book, where each chapter is a different scene from a random--mainly stage--musical. The idea for this book format comes from @Kitty_Toast, so thank you to her for letting me sort of copy her idea! I'll be using *at least* 4 FNAF ships in this.
I hope you guys enjoy this! (Heads up; this will be parodying the most random of musicals!)
(Also might throw in random, non-musical writing prompts too)-
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