(G'day! This story is based on a silly story me and Professer Kitten made up. The guy is great and I love talking to him, he'll be starting a few stories of his own so go give him some support when he does!
WARNING: This is not to be taken seriously, it's just to write/read for fun.
IMPORTANT: Do NOT harass Professer about anything that happens here! We've planned the main ending stuff but most of the start is my idea, you have a problem with this story take it with me but if I hear a single person has PMed Professer Kitten to insult or blame for any bad story moments there will be hell to pay!
For PK: Thank you for the help and support. Oh sorry but I'll have to make some changes LOL, but the big idea should still be there. Don't be mad XD
Thanks for the title PK :D
"I lay there as the flames indulge around me; the blazing heat singed my suit… Umm my circuits. No. Gears? No!"
"Hey Prime!"
"Ahh!" Zander, or known as Springtrap Prime in the FanFiction world, fell off his chair as his friend from overseas barged into his room.
"Really mate!?" Zander yelled. Zander was from Australia.
"Wow… just arrived after another years of not seeing your best friend Rick and this is what I get?" Rick, from America and called Professer Kitten in the FanFiction world, pretended to look hurt. Zander laughed and hugged his friend.
"Sorry mate, you just scared me."
"I can tell by the way you gracefully face planted the floor." Rick laughed, Zander rolled his eyes.
"Shut up you Rotten Eggplant." Zander laughed.
"Mouldy Blueberry." Rick smirked. Zander laughed at their stupid nicknames. Rick went on Zander's computer.
"What you working on now?"
"Just an insight to how Springtrap might've felt during the fire of Fazbear's Fright. Just needed a break from my other stuff."
"Even GoldieTrap?" Rick said.
"Yeah."
"But that's your most successful one yet."
"I know, but you know. I'm 18, you're 19. I need to start doing other stuff. I need to start doing something that'll give me money for food and a house."
"Hey, we still have collage." Rick held a hopeful look.
"My parents are cutting the amount to money they'll give me for collage. I fear I can't go."
"Oh…" Rick looked at Zander's arm. He snatched his arm.
"What the…"
"I though you stopped!" Rick snapped, tracing a finger along the scar on Zander's arm. Zander sighed, Rick found bruises too.
"What's this?"
"Ow, please don't touch." Zander begged.
"They beat you again?" Rick questioned. Zander looked away.
"Hey uhh, I did new Springtrap drawings, wanna see?"
"You're lucky I love Springtrap." Rick said.
(An hour later)
"Alright, I've finished helping Neon with her Dare series." Zander said.
"Five Nights at Freddy's tournament!" Rick yelled. Zander got his computer and put on FNaF.
"Okay, complete all five nights and 20/20 mode in one night!" Zander yelled.
"Ready for Freddy!" Rick yelled back.
(An hour of gaming later)
"AHH! Damit Chica!" Rick laughed as Zander got jump scared by Chica, again.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Shut up Professer!"
"Whatever Prime." Rick grabbed a glass of water and drank.
"Wouldn't it be cool if FNaF was real?" He said.
"Yeah, even better if they were furry." Zander smirked, Rick smiled.
"Or better yet! Springtrap furry!" Now both friends were acting love struck.
"That'd be heaven!" Zander said. Rick laughed but dropped his glass on the computer.
"Oops." The computer started sparking.
"Damn it!" Zander yelled. The computer started going nuts.
"Uhhh." Rick stepped back. The computer shot rays of light that blinded Rick and Zander.
"Ah!" Zander felt zero gravity as he and Rick were in mid-air.
"Rick!" Zander yelled.
"AH!" Pain shot through him as he felt his body change.
"Ow! Prime what's happening!?" Rick yelled.
"I don't know!" Zangle saw Rick turn blue, he looked at his hands, and they were dark blue.
Zander wanted to reach for his friend and make sure he was okay but blacked out.
…
"Oi! Wake up, hello?" Rick jumped as a bear's face was inches from his.
"Ahh!" Rick jumped to his feet. Zander stood up too. The two felt different, new memories and identities filled their foggy minds.
"Who are you?" The bear asked.
"Who are you!" Rick asked. The bear, brown with a black suit. A furry…
"Freddy Fazbear. You?"
"Springtrap Prime, mate." Rick looked at Zander then gasped, he was a red and blue rabbit cross wolf, wearing a white shirt and black jacket over it and black jeans.
"Uhh Prime?" Rick said, Zander signalled him 'shhh.'
"You?" Freddy asked Rick.
"Umm, Professor Kitten." He replied. Freddy nodded.
"Follow me," He said. Zander looked at Rick.
"You think it's THE Freddy? Oh and look at yourself." Rick did and almost screamed. He was a light blue cat with a T-shirt that had a white cat on it and track pants.
"What happened?" Professor Kitten asked.
"I'm not sure." Prime then froze. So did PK.
"Is that Bonnie, Foxy…"
"Chica, Mangle, Toy Freddy…"
"It's all of FNaF." SP and PK exchanged looks.
"Are we dreaming?" Springtrap Prime asked.
"No… We're in FNaF."