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(Warning: swearing, five-nights-at-freddy's reference, really late halloween fic, pretty much no knowledge of fnaf)
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None of the five sitting at the messy table were happy.
Of course, that came naturally with being forced into going to your math teacher's five-year-old son's birthday party at Chuck-e-Cheese's, but while Daniel Nightingale and Nomi Norisu were simply irritated, Howard, Jake, and Randy were terrified out of their wits.
"Guys," Danny sighed, rubbing his hand over his face, "for the last time, the animatronics aren't going to come to life and try to kill you."
"Well, Nightingale, have you the stupid game?" Howard glared fiercely.
"No, but-"
"Then don't say that like we're stupid!" Jake bared his teeth.
Nomi shook his head. "I must agree with Daniel. I thought my student and the American Dragon would be smarter about this than that, though it was expected of Wienerman."
"I take extreme offense to that."
"But Nomi! The animatronics are going to eat us!"
"No, Randy, they will not."
"They will too!"
"Jake, stay out of this."
"No!"
"Everybody, be quiet!"
The other four members of the table turned to look at the icy-eyed raven. "People are seriously starting to stare. Anyway, what's so scary about this game?"
Randy raised his hand. "Uh, well, it's creepy as hell looking animatronics trying to kill you and stuff you in a suit, and it is implied that the same thing happened to them... as well as a weird puppet dude who attacks you when the music box stops. Not to mention the atmosphere... I dunno, you'd really have to play it."
Jake nodded. "This is going to haunt us fr the rest of our lives."
Danny blew out hard through his nose, and gestured for Nomi to come over. After a bit of whispering, the two pulled their heads back up, smirking triumphantly. "Okay guys, we have an idea. We can sneak in tonight..."
Nomi continued Danny's sentence. "And stay until dawn. That way, we can prove that the animatronics don't move, and you guys can get over your fear."
"No way."
"Nope."
"Outta here."
Howard, Jake, and Randy stood up from the table, only to be pushed down by two wickedly smiling spirits.
Nomi's smile widened. "Did we mention that you do not have a choice?"
...
With the help of Danny's ghost powers, the group sneaked into the children's arcade, Wienerman and all. Sleeping bags and an alarm were quickly set up, and the five were snugly zipped in.
While Danny and Nomi seemed comfortable, the rest were afraid. So freaking afraid that no can't blink if I do then they'll move I know it gotta breath come on they won't hurt you right you've got a lot of power on your side you can take out a couple measly animatronics yeah...
But no matter what assurances the three gave themselves, they could still feel the bone-chilling fear and the tightness of their chests. Breathing heavy and palms sweaty, so many images running through their heads...
"Hey guys."
Randy barely swallowed his squeak of terror before seeing that it was just Danny, blue eyes almost seeming to glow in the dark. "Just want to let you guys know that I'm going to the bathroom, so you guys don't hear me walking and flip out, okay?"
"O... okay..." Randy forced out, waiting for his heart rate to steady out. As Danny shuffled away, Randy snuggled back into his sleeping bag, pulling it high on his head. Nothing was going to hurt him, he would be okay...
Zzt.
He was going to be fine.
Zzt.
He was going to get out alive.
Zzt.
The animatronics wouldn'-
Zzt.
Wait just a second.
Zzt.
The animatronic just moved.
Chuck E. Cheese was fucking moving.
A scream ripped itself out of his throat, and it was like a switch had flipped- calm to chaos. Jake had partially transformed, fire flying through the air, Nomi was waving his sword (where had he stored that thing?) blindly, having forgotten to take off his sleeping mask, and Howard was running around like a headless chicken (no wait not that simile).
Tears streamed down Randy's face as he wondered how the fuck are we going to get out of here when Danny is god-knows-what bathroom-
Wait just a fucking second.
Since when did Chuck E. Cheese have glowing green eyes?
He suddenly slowed down, his heart rate evening out, and bent to catch his breath. "God damn it, Danny, you gave me a freaking heart attack!"
The animatronic froze as the black-clad spectre slid out of the chest. "How'd you know it was me?"
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Extra:
"Danny, that did not help them get over their fear."
"But Nomi-"
"No, Danny. There was no excuse for that. Now go apologize."
"I'm sorry, guys. Happy?"
"No, I am not. I am confiscating your Dead Teacher collection for a month."
"WHAT?!"
...
So, I am really sorry about the wait! The good news is that this is the request of White Angel 57. The original request was that they either played FNAF or Silent Hill's PT game, but I changed it up a bit... I WILL BE ACCEPTING EVEN MORE REQUESTS! BRING ON ALL OF YOUR REQUESTS, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
So, how about those Homestuck upd8s?
