(Seriously don't question it, I am having some writer's block for Five Cuddles with Foxy.)
You have been working at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria for six nights and you are wondering why you still continue to work here.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck..."You curse to yourself as you play a twisted game of whack-a-mole with the door buttons. You check the tablet to make sure Foxy stays at Pirate's Cove, before going back to opening and closing the doors.
The Animatronics are always at the doors and you can never leave them open for too long, but you also can't leave them closed in order to conserve power.
Before this all started, you were asked by Mr. Fazbear to pick a number between 1 and 20. You chose your favorite number 20... so much for that.
You hear Freddy's laughter echo through out the building, making your self-confidence go to an all time low. You check the cameras to see Foxy standing outside of Pirate's Cove, his head leaning back as he stares into the camera.
That is totally not creepy.
You look away from the tablet to open the doors, only to immediately closed them as soon as you see the animatronics standing outside the door. You laugh nervously as you wait a few minutes before turning on the lights to find them gone. You open the doors and check your tablet, but it seems to be having some static. When it finally clears, it shows the feed on Pirate's Cove. The curtains is let wide open and the sign is turned over displaying the two words. It's Me.
no no no no. You change the cameras to see Foxy running down the corridor with something in his arms. OH FUCK! It is far too late for you. Foxy has already made it into your office.
You are frozen in fear as Foxy walks into the room and shoves everything off your desk before placing a Bowl, a Spoon, a carton of 2% milk, and Freddy Fazbear's signature cereal: Foxy O's™
OH NO! NOT AGAIN!
You try to run out the room, but Foxy skillfully hooks your shirt collar before pulling you back onto your chair.
"ARRRRGGGG!" Foxy says using a preset recording "Are ye hungry mateys?"
"No!" You yell, but Foxy simply ignores your pleas.
"Then how about ye try some of me special cereal!" He pours the cereal and the milk into the bowl at the same time without spilling a single drop. Too Pro
"Foxy NO-" You try to say, but Foxy puts a spoon full of the naturally sweeten Foxy O's into your mouth. The taste of the small O-shape Wheat Pellets is so sweet, you could barely stay consciousness.
Foxy pulls out the spoon, leaving you chew on the Oh-So-Good cereal. You could barely finish as your mouth goes into some form of orgasmic pleasure. Needless to say, it was mouth-gasming awesome.
Your mind goes blank as you fall onto the desk spilling the bowl all over the room and yourself. The last thing your hear is Foxy laughing in his pirate accent before you go unconscious.
You wake up in your office four hours later. You smell like milk, you have Foxy O's all over yourself, and you might of creamed your pants. "Why does this happen to me?" you ask aloud.
(Author's note: Like I said before, I am going through some writer's block for Five Cuddles with Foxy. As for this story, I came across this image and I thought "Why Not?" So I wrote this story and I hope it might help me with the writer's block. So Please leave a review for this really really stupid fanfic and let me know how terrible it really was.)
