My Immortal Nights At Freddy's

by Roy's Spaghetti Arm

A parody fic about FNAF born from a dumb idea on FNAFAppreciation (on Tumblr), written by Mod Freddy (that me). This is the story of Mike M. Schmidt and his friends and enemies, and nothing less. And that's a quote from Sonichu, so you should know just how well this will go. This actually has little to do with My Immortal. I'm sorry.

1. Chpt 1

AN: I AM A SERIOUS WRITER, I SWEAR. ASLO FNAF ROX (If you haven't played it yet get tha fack outta here and play)! PS Self inserts. –Freddy

Hi my name is Mike Motherfucking Schmidt and I am a fucking douche (that's how I got my name) and I have really special eyes that no one can see because I am so cool and wear sHades ALL the time. I am really pale and wear TONS of make up (I'm goth so it's ok) and a lot of people tell me I look really hot and tbh I agree. I am as hot as the fiery pits of hell where my lord Satan resides.

I have medium-length jet black hair with firetruck streaks in it.

As for my clothses, I wear only real goth stuff that I got at Hot Topic. For example today I was wearing a security guard cap, a black leather jacket (I had an ebony shirt under it), dark taupe combat boots and a pair of ripped onyx jeans.

Also did I tell you that I go to Pizza High School and work as a night guard in a nearby pizzeria, because I go to Pizza High School and work as a night guard in a nearby pizzeria.

Pizza High is a pretty messed up place – not only do people go there, but so do animatronics.

Speaking of animetronics...

– "Hey Mike," screeched someone at me. I looked up and I saw... Foxy.

– "Oh, uhm, hi, Foxy," I answered all sexy and stuff.

– "Yeah hi, what's up," he asked smiling (is that even possible?).

– "Nothing," I said, but in that moment the bell rang and we had to go to classes.