Hi everyone Clover here to unveil my latest story. I know a lot of you are waiting for the next chapter of Potter's pets and Shattered realities. Don't worry those two will be coming out soon. Real life got in the way. Anyways Fnaf belongs to Scott Cawthon. Please enjoy the show.
Chapter 1: The phone call
A teenage boy sat at the desk in his basement workshop. He was wearing a black hoodie, jeans and sneakers. He ran a pale hand through his black hair. His purple eyes were bloodshot and had shadows under them he obviously hasn't slept in a while. He sighed in frustration. The desk light started to flicker casting more shadows on his face. He started to nod off when the landline phone next to him started ringing. The purple eyed teen nearly fell out of his chair. He picked up with a yawn. "Hello?" He asked rubbing an eye. "Hey basement dweller can you put ViVi on the phone please?~" The voice on the other end said in a teasing manner. "Oliver if I wasn't so tired I would slap you." The teen said in mock annoyance as he stifled a yawn. The teen on the other end, Oliver, laughed. "So what's up Vince?" Oliver asked (*pallet poof* A/N: Vince is NOT VINCENT OR THE PURPLE GUY! I just wanted to make that clear. Pallet out. *Pallet poof*) "Trying to start a new project but I'm having a bit of artist block." Vince said checking his watch for the time. 11:43 am. Saturday. Vince sighed rubbing his eyes. "Sounds like the great Vince has run out of ideas especially after the robot dragon incident." Oliver said Vince could practically hear him smirking. "Hey that wasn't my fault! How was I supposed to know it would malfunction and destroy a third of the school!" Vince said feeling hurt at what his best friend said. "Hey just be glad my old man only suspended you for two weeks instead of expelling you!" Oliver said laughing. Vince gave a tired chuckle. "Anyways let's go out for lunch my treat." Oliver said Vince blinked it was rare that Oliver treated anybody to any type of meal. "Sure where are we going?" Vince asked curious. "It's a surprise!~" Oliver said. Vince gulped the last time Oliver had surprised him the two had ended up in the county jail for trespassing on the lot of an abandoned haunted house. "I'll pick you up in a few minutes." Oliver said not waiting for a response he hung up. Vince set the phone back on the receiver and got up stretching. His back cracked. He went upstairs and entered his kitchen and blinked due to the bright light. He grabbed an apple and quickly ate it. He then washed his face in the sick and drank some water after getting a clean glass from the cabinet. He sighed and grabbed his cell phone off the counter and unplugged it from it's charger. Vince heard several honks from outside. He went outside to see an old sky blue Carrillo pull up in his drive way. The driver's side window rolled down revealing a teenage boy with red hair, green eyes and freckles wearing a blue t-shirt with a white long sleeve shirt underneath, jeans and sneakers. "Get in loser we're going shopping!" The boy said then he saw how tired Vince looked. "Geez dude you look like death." The teen said. Vince rolled his eyes. "Nice to see you too Oliver." Vince said getting into the passenger seat. "Well you do." Oliver said rolling up the window as Vince buckled up. Oliver put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway. Ten minutes into the drive and Vince was trying not to pass out. "So where are we going anyways?" Vince asked yawning again. "You'll see in a minute." Oliver said as he turned. Vince's eyes widened in shock as the infamous Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria came into view.