I was bored so, why the hell not?
The readers: 'Cause you have stories to work on!
True... onto the story!
Btw, you can suggest Ocs and scenarios and stuff. Nothing dirty though. Tis rated T, not M.
Maya's POV
"Well, that was easy," I said, walking to the office.
You see, I'm at Freddy's. As in the infamous Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, where 8 kids died and animatronics kill the guards. Yeah, I know all this. And with that in mind... I got the night guard job! Yup, I'm retarded... Yay!
Oh, I'm not THAT retarded. I have a baseball bat! Time to whack a bunny! Ooh, that should be a video game! Whack the Blue Bunny! *Cue annoying BB laugh*
Time skip 'cause I'm lazy.
"Die, die, DIE!" I yelled, whacking Toy Bonnie (*coughcough gay barbie bunny coughcough*) again.
"Ow! Will you stop?!" He yelled, holding his hands up.
"Hm, let me think. NO!" I yelled, going to whack jim again when somebody took the bat. I turned around to see who it was... and screamed bloody murder. In front of me was... was... A CLOWN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
"Ow, why?!" He yelled, dropping the bat 'cause I kicked him.
"MINE!" I heard someone yell, then this ghost kid appeared and grabbed the bat and started chasing the clown with it, then this other ghost kid appeared and poured pink paint on Toy Bonnie, then this faceless bunny dude came and poured glitter onto the now pink bunny, then Freddy came and called everyone retarded imbesiles. Fun, right?
Now, of ya don't mind, I gotta go beat up the Enragment Child. Laters!