The Rebels [A FNF Fan-Story]

The Truth

The next morning...

Cloud Guard: (unlocks the cellar) Wake up, sleepy heads...

Agoti: (snores, while hugging Tabi)

Tabi: (slowly opens his eyes) Hmm? (looks up, and sees that Agoti is sleeping, he thinks it's cute, so he smiles [at his way])

Cloud Guard: C'mon, we don't have much time.

Tabi: For what?

Cloud Guard: For breakfast.

At the cafeteria...

Cloud Cooker: NEXT!!

Whitty: Hey...

Cloud Cooker: Oh, if it isn't Whitmore.

Whitty: Yeah, I know I'm pretty famous here. I'm probably even one of the things that people talk about here in their meetings.

Cloud Cooker: Don't know, don't care. (puts food on Whitty's board) I'm only doing, what I'm paid to do. NEXT!!

???: (runs fast as a flash to a hiding spot in the cafeteria) Hmm... (looks around the cafeteria)

(Vent noises)

#2???: (opens the vent and puts his head off) Yo, Hank. Did you find him?

Hank: Nope... Wait... (looks up) What did I say about waiting for my signal, Deimos?

Deimos: Hehe, sorry...

Hank: Where's Sanford?

Deimos: Right here.

Sanford: (shows his hand to Hank)

Hank: Ok. We go as we planned then.

Deimos: Understood. (closes the vent)

Hank: Now... Where's that zombie clown at?

Tricky: (about to hit Hank with a stop sign)

Hank: *gasp* (turns & grabs the stop sign)

Tricky: (pushing Hank with the stop sign) HAAAANK!!

Cloud Guard: Hmm? (walks to the corner where Tricky and Hank are)

Hank: (trying to resist) Err, sh*t... (whistles)

Deimos: (opens the vent) 'Sup.

Hank: Need a little hand here.

Deimos: No problemo! Sanford, we're going in.

Sanford: (loads his sniper, quits the vent & kicks on Tricky head)

Tricky: Ah! Err...

Sanford: (points his sniper to Tricky)

Deimos: (quits the vent) You take care of him?

Hank: Sure. These guys have anesthesia gas to prevent these types of things, he can't go far. You take care of those guys.

Deimos: (looks at Whitty going seat near Tabi and Agoti) Fine. (loads his sniper) Let's go. (steps forward) NOBODY MOVE!!!

(Everybody gasps and looks at Deimos)

Sanford: (steps forward, next to Deimos, holding his sniper)