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bomb of love

Freddy Fazbear awakens, the cold non-existent air of the space surrounding him. How did he get here?

He doesn’t know. He never does.

Gravity doesn’t exist here. He’s known this. It’s one of the good things about space, if there are any.

The desolate loneliness surrounds him. That *damn* William Afton will pay for leaving him stranded here.

What he doesn’t know, is a presence right next to him.

“Hey. What’s going on?” A rough voice questions. He has a beard, brown hair, and gorgeous coffee eyes.

Freddy Fazbear shakes his head. He doesn’t know. But maybe he can with this new guy.
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They both talked for a bit, though soon decided to go to a theme park! The theme park they went to was six flags. It was Dizzi's uncles' first roller coaster, so he was rather scared. Good thing Freddy Fazbear was there to comfort him.
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"Shit, my nephew once took me on a ride like," the hardened FBI agent laughed. Laughed for the first time in what seemed like an entirety.

Freddy Fazbear smiled. Or, smiled as best as his mechanical parts let him.
That's what an idea crossed his mind: if Dizzi's uncle liked this, ..maybe he could try out one of Freddy's favorite sports?

"Hey, y'know - have you ever tried competitive gaming?" Freddy stammered. Being near Dizzi's uncle made his synthetic heart all fluttery, like butter and children's skulls being cracked open.

The gruff man shook is head. "Never have I ever," was his succinct reply.

"Really, then? They have some at Six Flags, actually," Freddy took the rather short mans hand. It was supposed to a be a gentle grab, but it came out as more as an iron hold.

..Holding somebodies hand like that.
It brings back memories Freddy doesn't want to discuss.

The shorter man chuckled, letting Freddy take his wrist no matter how much it hurt him. It was the most fun he had in a while, all things considered. And it was the least pain he's experienced in a while, too.

The duo sifted through the crowds, hand-in-hand.
The sky gaped open.

Oh shit, it's a bomb.

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