Freddy's Job: A FNaF Familly fanficFreddy woke up to his own clock. He stood and walked to the door, stretching. He was already in a suit and tie, so he need not dress any other way for this job. He strapped on his roller blades, whistling. Soon, he was roller skating to his work, whistling still. He soon got there, and skated in. After checking in he began to wait on tables. Working over 102 hours a week, for him, was well worth the sleepless nights and stress, and rude people, because he got to send Golden and Chica to school, as well as help Mike with the rent, and Doll with her work, at times. He also had to fix things around the place, which was why his pay was so high. He got so fed up, however, with people giving him one or two dollar tips, which is the money he would use for himself, that he asked his boss to make a new rule. People began to tip him, with books, series, novels, and other types of reading, writing, and drawing material. His room turned into a library, and he would happily sit in there and read to
Drake Mitchell Ch5-Emo MistakesDrake arrived at school the next day.He was wearing a hard core outfit.He had a black shirt with a skull on it,black torn jeans,and black boots that weren't cowboy.
He walked in the classroom and scared Austin.Austin's mouth was dropped open.
"What the heck?"Austin said astonished.
"I know right?I feel goth,"Drake said.
Claire walked in and she had her eyes open.When she reaches her seat she took a better look.
"That's so wicked!"Claire complimented.
"It's hardcore,Claire,"Austin informed.
Claire looks at him dully."You think I don't know that,dip stick?"
Drake laughs.Aaron took one look at him.
"You're emo!This school is for normal people!"he said.
"I'm not emo!"Drake said.
"You look like a freak.Go cut yourself,sado."Aaron sits in his seat pleased.
Drake looked at him."If you cut,you're not emo.You're a cutter."
Aaron turns around."Whatever.You still an emo freak,you look all depressed.I see you frowning!You look so sad,are you bipolar?"Aaron shakes his head."You need therapy,you fre
Coffe Cat Chapter 3The grey cat in the forest
As the day end I couldn’t stop thinking about that cat with the exactly same color as me. “A furrry friend just like you” Was stuck in my head. That words what did they mean.
The next morning I walked down to the kitchen. Today my tail wasent dragging me away. The coffee cup wasent to be seen. I sneaked out to the front yard the yellow house was still gone across the street. Maybe it was in my imagination. Everything must have been in my imagination I said to myself until I saw the broken flower vase. “It isn’t a imagination its true”
I turn around. The flower vase was really broken. I looked at the forest.
It looked scary but I need to be brave.
“brave!” I screamed as I run over the street. I stopped before I walked into the forest. “Brave, brave” I said to myself. The trees was taller than I remembered and it was pretty dark. The other cat wasent to be seen. “hello?” Nobody answered. I
DysFUNctional- Halloween P.1~Halloween P.1~
"Siiimoooon!" Aubrey, or better known now as "Sketch", yelled for me. She was twelve, and I was fourteen. I had agreed to take her trick-or-treating.
She was dressed as an angel, her auburn hair straightened and flowing. She had on a white dress and tights, white wings on her back, and a halo on top.
"Where's your costume? You agreed we'd be an angel and a demon," She sighed.
I already had on the black jeans, undershirt, and vest, but I wasn't done quite yet.
"Don't worry! My mum is finding my horns," I reassured her.
"You sure your dad didn't throw them away? He's a real jacka-"
"Aubrey!" I snapped.
He could've- he said I was too old for Trick-or-treating, even though I explained I was just chaperoning Sketch while her parents were in Minnesota for the weekend.
"Simon! Here you are, dear. Okay, have fun!" My mother pushed us out the door.
Sketch grabbed my wrist, "We're going to go through this neighborhood and then the next rich one down the street. Wanna pick up Chik
Drake Mitchell Ch6-Claire in FreddieDrake entered Austins house and it was bueatiful.The living room with black seating,white rugs,and hardwood floor.An arch lead to the kitchen.Drake loved it.
"Austin,your house is boss,"Drake said in awe.
The two other people,one had black hair and brown eyes.He looked like a Mexican.The other was blonde with blue eyes.His hair was very short and he had fair skin.His eyebrows were a very light brown and straight.
"Drake,this is my friend,Jonas,"Austin introduced the Mexican kid.
"How's it going?"Jonas asked.
"And this is my cousin, Freddie,"Austin introduced the blonde boy.
"Sup.Cool,I love your shirt,"Freddie said.
"Thanks,"Drake said."Y'all seem like awesome people.
A few minutes later ,they were watching Impractical Jokers on TV in Austins room.They could hardly eat their buttered popcorn from trying to not crack up.
"You guys want to hear a joke?"Freddie said."What do you get when you cross a bear with a toilet?"
"Beats me,"Austin said.
Thirteen Tales (2014): The Ninth TaleMeanwhile At the Castle of Dr. Callyco
The kitten in the lab coat was back to sitting in his comfortable armchair with a book in his laugh.
"Just for the record." The kitten started. "I don't approve of lying. Abusing exact words, being overly vague, letting people assume things, sure that's all good. But not lying." Dr. Callyco nodded. "And it's important to be aware of others that might try to deceive you. This brings us to tonight's subject. A girl who might be wise beyond her years realizes something isn't quite right, and of course she has to see through the masquerade. Is that her wisest move though? When someone lies it's because of course they have something to hide. Perhaps, it's something innocent, everyone has little secrets that are harmless, but because they might be embarrassing or private don't want to share. Or maybe it's something more? Maybe something much more dangerous is being hidden." The kitten paused. "Of course you have to wonder, if something truly dangerous i
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