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A Bit Of A Sick Day
Foxy woke up with a splitting headache. His throat hurt and his nose itched. He was suffering from a cold. "I knew I should have asked Freddy to shut off the blasted AC. Now I be sick. Huh, it still be a bit chilly in here. Could just be me cold, though." He felt really bad at this point. He started coughing again. He hated being sick.
"Knock knock, Foxy." called a voice from outside the cove. "Ugh, come in, Bonnie." Bonnie walked in, most likely planning to ask Foxy if he wanted anything to eat, However Foxy did not look well at all. He was shivering, and coughing. Bonnie placed one hand on the pirate fox's shoulder and the other on his forehead. Foxy was too tired to argue. "You have a bit of a fever there," Bonnie wrapped his arm around his friend and pulled him to his feet. Bonnie was much taller than Foxy, meaning it was quite easy. "I think you're sick." Foxy sighed. "I know, I know. Usually I hate this, but I think I should stay in me room for today." Foxy sighed again and let o
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FNAFCP: The Button
“Wake up! It’s 2 AM, Foxy. You have to get up!” Foxy groaned as a familiar voice called out to him from outside Pirate’s cove. “Yeah, yeah, I be on me way, Bonnie. Just wait.” Foxy pulled open the curtain and leaned out. “Hmm?” He questioned, unemotionally, as usual. “So I found this really weird button, and I don’t know what it does. No one else knows what it does either.” Bonnie sighed, a bit disappointed. “Well, did ye push it?” Foxy asked. At this point, they had left the cove and were walking down the hallway.  “What? No we didn’t push it! If we don’t know what it does, why would we push it?!” Bonnie crossed his arms and glared at the pirate fox. “To...figure out what it does…” Foxy answered slowly. Being a bit more of a curious thrill seeker than the rest of his friends, he didn’t quite understand why they were so reluctant to just push the butto
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You OK? An Aleheather fanfic
"Damn. I can't believe my amaaazing luck. Stuck. In loser class. Again. This sucks. Oh, when I get my hands on Courtney, I'll-" My seething thoughts were cut short by loud coughing behind me. I turned around and climbed onto the crate to find Alejandro slouched on the other side of the crate, his fist over his mouth. I could tell by this position that he was guilty of the loud coughing. "Oh, Heh. Hey, Heather. I thought I was alone." He smiled awkwardly, clearly embarrassed as he stood up straight. I didn't quite know what was up with him, but just standing up sent him into another coughing fit. I smiled as I carelessly asked if he was OK. "I'm (cough) fine. A little (cough) tickle in my (hard cough) throat, but (cough) I'm alright." Was his very quiet, raspy reply. I don't even know how he managed to respond through his coughing fit. "Uh huh. Sure you are, smart guy. So where's the rest of your team?" I asked, rather sarcastically, like usual. "They're back in first class. (cough) I f
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I just posted my first drawing!!!
My Creepypasta OC: Serena Gutierrez
Serena was a 15-year-old girl, who was shot in the eye and killed. When she returned, she came with a missing eye, a thirst for revenge, a handgun, and a catchphrase: "Bullseye". Also, she's crying, because well, she was shot. Whaddya expect? I was listening to Welcome To My Life by Simple Plan when I drew this.


Omg guys! My first drawing I ever posted here!!! 😱😱😱😱
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Foxy woke up with a splitting headache. His throat hurt and his nose itched. He was suffering from a cold. "I knew I should have asked Freddy to shut off the blasted AC. Now I be sick. Huh, it still be a bit chilly in here. Could just be me cold, though." He felt really bad at this point. He started coughing again. He hated being sick.
"Knock knock, Foxy." called a voice from outside the cove. "Ugh, come in, Bonnie." Bonnie walked in, most likely planning to ask Foxy if he wanted anything to eat, However Foxy did not look well at all. He was shivering, and coughing. Bonnie placed one hand on the pirate fox's shoulder and the other on his forehead. Foxy was too tired to argue. "You have a bit of a fever there," Bonnie wrapped his arm around his friend and pulled him to his feet. Bonnie was much taller than Foxy, meaning it was quite easy. "I think you're sick." Foxy sighed. "I know, I know. Usually I hate this, but I think I should stay in me room for today." Foxy sighed again and let out a small cough. "I don't want to, though." He glanced up and gazed at his friend. He curled up in his bed and soon was snoring lightly. Bonnie left the cove, but turned back to look at his friend. He smiled slightly at how peaceful the pirate fox looked when he was sleeping. Bonnie walked back to the party room, where Freddy and Chica were sitting. He told them that Foxy had a cold and he was asleep. "Aww, I hope he feels better." Chica said sadly. "I'm going to check on him. She walked into the cove, and opened it. Foxy was curled up on his bed, tapping his hook on the side of his bed, humming to himself. "So much for be asleep, huh?" Chica teased, startling the pirate fox. He quickly regained his composure, however. "So much for knocking, hmm?" He shot back, sitting up.
"Hard to knock on a curtain, idiot."
"Ye know I didn't mean actually knocking, lass."
"Then what did you mean"
"Ye know, like "knock knock""
"Who's there"
"Really?"
"Really who"
"Stop it, Chica!"
"That doesn't make sense."
"Shut up!" Foxy shouted, and threw a pillow at Chica, who dodged it and laughed. Banter like this was common among the two friends, and being sick wouldn't stop Foxy from messing around with his friend. "So," Chica sat down beside Foxy, stroking his ear. "I hear you're sick." Foxy simply sniffled and nodded in response. Chica smiled softly and hugged her friend. "Anything I can do to make you feel better?" She asked. Though they constantly taunt each other, Chica cared deeply for her friends. "I could use a tissue box. And no, I don't mean an empty box, smart one." Chica rolled her eyes. "You know my jokes too well." She stated as she left to grab a (full) tissue box. "Now lemme see...hmm?" Chica looked around, looking for a tissue box for her sick friend. "Hey, Chica! Whatcha looking for?" Freddy asked. "A tissue box. Foxy asked for one." "Here you go." Freddy handed her a box of tissues. "Thanks, Freddy." Chica grinned and ran back to Pirate cove. "Knock knock." She scoffed. "Who's there?" Foxy asked with a cough. "You know what?" Chica pulled the curtain open. "Here's your stupid tissues." She grinned and chucked them at the pirate fox, who dodged them. "Thhaaaaanks" He said, though it was drawn out and sarcastic. "I...needed those-Achoo! Achoo!" He sneezed and blew his nose. "Bless you." Chica said and sat beside Foxy on his bed, stroking his ears again. "Feeling any better?" She asked. "A little." He answered. "Knock knock!" Freddy called from outside. "Come in!" Chica and Foxy answered. When Freddy walked in, he chuckled. "Aww, you both look so cute!" Foxy had his blanket pulled up over about half of his face, and Chica was still stroking his ears. Foxy glared at Freddy. "I be anything but cute! I...I...Achoo!" He sneezed quietly and sniffled. "N-never mind." He growled, which set off a slight cough. "Aww. I hope you feel better, Foxy." Chica said as she and Freddy left the cove. "Bye, guys." Foxy waved at them before curling up and going to sleep.
Foxy woke up early. It was a Sunday, so the pizzeria was closed that day. "I feel a lot better," Foxy thought to himself. He left the cove and went into the kitchen. No one was there. "I guess I be the first one awake." He snickered. He started making himself some breakfast when Chica walked in. "I smell pancakes!" She sang. "I made pancakes!" He sang back. Eventually everyone came into the kitchen. After getting their food, they all went into the party room and enjoyed it. Foxy felt a lot better and knew that it was going to be a great day.
A Bit Of A Sick Day
Foxy wakes up with a cold. Luckily, his friends are there to cheer him up!!
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“Wake up! It’s 2 AM, Foxy. You have to get up!” Foxy groaned as a familiar voice called out to him from outside Pirate’s cove. “Yeah, yeah, I be on me way, Bonnie. Just wait.” Foxy pulled open the curtain and leaned out. “Hmm?” He questioned, unemotionally, as usual. “So I found this really weird button, and I don’t know what it does. No one else knows what it does either.” Bonnie sighed, a bit disappointed. “Well, did ye push it?” Foxy asked. At this point, they had left the cove and were walking down the hallway.  “What? No we didn’t push it! If we don’t know what it does, why would we push it?!” Bonnie crossed his arms and glared at the pirate fox. “To...figure out what it does…” Foxy answered slowly. Being a bit more of a curious thrill seeker than the rest of his friends, he didn’t quite understand why they were so reluctant to just push the button. His wonderings were interrupted by, “Foxy, slow down! I can’t catch up!” Bonnie’s exhausted cries from a few feet behind him. Foxy chuckled and crossed his arms. “I be about 5 inches shorter than ye…” Foxy started.

“Yeah, and 5 miles faster, too.” Bonnie ended the argument with that simple remark. “Hey guys!” Chica waved to the two boys walking down the hallway. “Oh! Ahoy, lass,” Foxy grinned and waved back. “So what be the deal with that thar button?” “That's just it, we don't know,” Tanz answers. “I still think we should push it.” Everyone except Tanz, and Foxy screamed “No!” Even Foxy shrank back. “I-I don't know, I thought we should push it, but…” He began. “Foxy, we’ve been through this. We're not pushing the button!” Bonnie was losing his temper, though all of them who would lose it first. “Shut up, Bonnie. It was just a suggestion,” Foxy snapped. “I be trying to help the situation and ye be just...Argh!!” He stomped his foot on the ground and turned away from the purple bunny glaring him down. “OK, guys calm down! It's just a button!” Freddy exclaimed. “I don't appreciate being yelled at.” Foxy muttered without turning around. Bonnie, blinded by frustration, took this as an opportunity and shoved him. Hard. Right into the button. Foxy rubbed the side of his head and glowered at Bonnie. “Ye know, for being so concerned about pushing that button, ye certainly didn't have much problem PUSHING ME INTO IT,” Foxy yelled. He would have continued, but he was more concerned with the glowing light coming from the button. “G-guys? What be that?” He pointed to the button and drew back immediately. “That's not good. Come on, let's get outta here!” Jax grabbed Foxy’s wrist and the gang ran off. Chica looked behind her. Her eyes grew wide with fear. “U-um guys? I-I don’t know what that is, b-but it’s getting closer.” “Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT!” Freddy interjected. “Swearing isn’t gonna change anything, Freddy. Though I doubt running will either.” Tanz said. “Uh oh,” Foxy, who had run ahead of everyone, stopped short and almost cowered in fear. “D-Dead end.” Everyone screamed and tried frantically to get out of the light’s path, but their efforts were useless. The light engulfed the pizzeria and everyone inside.

Then, ironically enough for the 6 friends, everything went black.

3 HOURS LATER

“W-what happened? Wh-why am I on a carpet?” Bonnie looked around confusedly. “Is that a mirror?” Chica asked. She jumped up and turn towards it, as it definitely was not there before. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” She shrieked. “I-I’m not an animatronic anymore!” “What the devil? Neither am I!” Foxy cried. “This is not OK!” Tanz groaned.

They didn’t know how, or why, but they had become humans, and the pizzeria had become a condo.

This is…

Five Night’s at Freddy’s: Condo Party!



Before you say anything, yes. Jax and Tanz are my two OC's. I'm sorry, OK? I really wanted to put them in there.
Ricardo walked down the hall, refraining from running his hand along the wall. He looked through the rooms, jumping at every scream or cry of anguish. Why had he gone into this place? Why was he in this insane asylum? He wasn't insane, and no one he knew was insane either. He hated the dark, dreary look of it. He looked again at the name on the card: Symon Rodriguez. Age: 18. RM: 478. She was in a padded cell. She must really have snapped. Ricardo inhaled sharply. The padded rooms were behind this door. He pushed the door open. The screams pierced his ears and the agony in the patients eyes was burnt into his mind. It was all hr could do to not run, but he got to the room. "Hey, Jonah!" A guard turned to look at the short, purple haired girl bound by a straitjacket. "I think I got a visitor." "You say this every day, Symon. You don't have," The guard saw Ricardo standing with the card in his hand. "Oh. Well. It appears you do. Symon's right in there." Ricardo nodded and pushed open the first door. "So what brings you here?" Symon asked, using the wall to force herself into a seated position. "Recruitment, Symon. Recruitment," Ricardo rolled his brown eyes before continuing. "I came here because I need you. For a team." Symon looked at Ricardo, dumbfounded. She remained silent for a few moments. "You're asking me, a girl who literally is spending the next ten years in an insane asylum for team help, and I'M the crazy one? OK."

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Poppyberry Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2017
Thank you for faving two of my FNAF stories. I appreciate the faves :)
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Vgreown Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2017
No problem. I really like them 🙂🙂🙂🙂
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DEEcat98 Featured By Owner May 29, 2016  Student Digital Artist
I really love your Total Drama Sneeze Fanfictions! =D
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Vgreown Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2016
Thanks
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DEEcat98 Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2016  Student Digital Artist
Your welcome! Oh and are you doing to do a Total Drama Sneeze Fanfic about Tyler sneezing?
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Vgreown Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2016
I might
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