Hey, guys. Dusk19 here.

Well, this was a big collab crossover fanfic from Quotev written by four co-authors. Me, MaxTV1234 and StarlightFlower165 are three of them. The fourth isn't from this site though and she used to write with us but due to life problems especially and this fanfic not being appealing to her, she stopped writing with us.

So now, we're in need of a new fourth co-authot. I want to ask if there's anyone here who's willing to help write with us as our new fourth co-writer. I know The Nut Job wasn't a good movie series though but with the My Father Figure, Surly Squirrel fanfic series, we're willing to make it work. Though, we have two options for you:

-A big Nut Job/FNAF crossover with quite a few indie game mix-ins.

-Just a Nut Job/FNAF crossover alone with no mix-ins.

Either way whoever's willing to write with us, if you want too, you're welcome to add OCs of your own as well.

Though, we may also need you to join Quotev as well, where there's a whole lot more features than here. Plus, it could make life a lot easier for us.

For now though, we're looking for and are in need of a fourth new co-author. Is there anyone out there who's willing to write a Nut Job/FNAF crossover like this one? It can be either of the 8two options above. We just really need someone's help.

-Dusk19

Everything was quiet. Too quiet. A lone hologram figure, who's a dark black-furred squirrel with a short boy-cut black hair and a red dye on the strand of her hair, wandered around the 8-bit world aimlessly. She passed through every red tree that seemed stiff from the dark world she's traveling through. There's no dirt underneath her feet and no wind blowing pass her fur. She had never been to this place before and it began to make her feel uneasy in her stomach. She finally reached the red layer that appeared to be a lake with an old man sitting at the hay at the edge of the wooden port, fishing with his fishing pole. However, the man didn't appear to be a man but more like an elderly animatronic alligator with dark eyes and red dots for pupils. For some reason, he could sense her presence.

"I know you're here, child," The old robotic alligator uttered as he turned his head to look at her, cornering a small smile of sincerity. "Come, sit by me for a while."

The squirrel nodded her head in understanding and strolled over to the edge of the port. She took a seat next to the old alligator and gazed at him.

"Who are you?" The female squirrel asked, her tone meek for a moment.

"I'm Old Man Consequence. I foretell the consequences taken by the actions of each individual. It seems to me that you're here for a reason," The old alligator replied while facing out into the horizon of this 8-bit world.

"Why did you bring me here?" She questioned and glanced at him, arching a brow.

He gazed into the red lake while fiddling with his fishing pole. "Tell me, do you miss your home?"

"I-I could barely remember my home," She answered softly, frowning.

"What do you remember about it?" He inquired as he spun his fishing line around to make the pink 8-bit water swirl.

She bit her bottom lip. "It was beautiful. It has grass, trees, bushes-and it all felt-real."

The squirrel noticed the old man's gaze set on the lake as she followed his eyes and stared into the lake. It had what she remembered! The grass, the trees, and the bushes. The skies were blue and it felt like it was alive.

She then furrowed her brows. "He'll pay for taking me away from my home-"

"Relax, child," the old man calmed the black squirrel. "You can't face him alone. He's too powerful for you to take down all by yourself."

"Then...what should I do?"

The old man twirled his fishing line again and showed her symbols within the lake. She paid attention to the signs as the old man cleared his throat.

"You will not be the only one who is trapped in the game. The souls of the dead children were trapped in here too...as I'm sure that you're well aware of that. Set those souls free and defeat Vincent. But you won't be doing this alone. It's too heavy of a burden for you to take on."

"Who will help me, OMC?" She asked, tilting her head.

Old Man Consequence gazed off into the horizon. "I don't know yet. But they will be here with you and they will help you with setting the souls free and, most importantly, will help you with defeating Vincent."

"How will I set the souls free?"

The alligator stopped twirling his fishing line in the red lake and gazed at her. "There's a way for you to set them free. But it's not going to safe and easy for either you or your friends."

"Okay. After we did that...then what will happen?"

"Then, you'll go home."

"H-Home." Her voice trembled while tears were gushing out of her eyes.

"Yes, you and your friends will go back home."

"Th-That sounds nice."

There's a brief tender pause as the elderly alligator sighed in relief. "You must head back."

The hologram figure of the female black squirrel disappeared without a trace and the old alligator faced the horizons while fishing.

However, somewhere within the trees, a dark purple figure hid behind one of the trees and heard the whole conversation. He cornered a devilish smirk at his crooked face and disappeared within the darkness.

Unbeknownst to him, a little girl with short platinum blonde hair with black highlights that reaches to her chin with a big pale blue bow on the back of her head, pale white skin, and icy blue eyes saw the dark purple figure. Though her face is hidden in the shadows, she held up a worried look, wondering what will he do to the female black squirrel and the elderly alligator before her eyes glowed in the darkness.