** Midnight of the next day **
I'm going through my nightly rounds in the tunnels underneath the Pizzaplex, music playing through my Bluetooth earbuds as I scan the dark corridors with my flashlight. I can hear somebody's footsteps echoing through the tunnels. Just before I can look around to see who it is, the person bulldozed into me, making me drop my flashlight.
"Sorry, Vanessa!" they shout as they run off.
Wait a minute.
I know that voice.
I grab my flashlight and stand up, then flash the light in the person's direction.
There he is.
"Gregory, what're you doing here?!" I shout down the corridor. "Freddy told you to leave and never come back!"
"Well, I came back anyway!" he shouts back.
I sigh and run after him. Once I catch up to him, he's done running. He's on the floor, using medical supplies to help someone. When I reach him, I can see that the person is Michael. He's unconscious, a pool of blood on the floor beneath his head.
"What the hell?!" I exclaim worriedly. "What happened?"
"I-I don't know!" Gregory replies nervously. "I came to get a Band-Aid because I scraped my knee, and on my way to the First Aid station, I found him unconscious on the floor with this puddle of blood."
"Do you even know what you're doing?" I ask, pointing to the First Aid supplies he grabbed.
"Not really. I was just going to clean it, then wrap some gauze around his head." He puts his two first fingers on Mike's neck to check for a pulse.
"Good. That's exactly what you need to do." I sigh. "I'll go get a mop to clean up the blood. You stay here and treat his wound." Gregory's face pales. "What's wrong, kid?"
"I-I-I c-can't feel his p-pulse!" he exclaims worriedly.
I sigh again. "Dammit, Michael. Make that a mop and some remnant. I'll be right back."
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Happier (Michael x Noah)
FanfictionThis was originally going to be a skit for Afton Family Skits, but it's too long. Way too long. And it's got a plot that would be fun for a book! So, that's what I did! I made it a book. It's a very dramatic book, though, so be warned. This story ta...
