Freddy Vs. Cucky

[Snax] Freddy & Friends snuck out in the middle of the night to pay a neighborhood business a visit. Driving a delivery van, Freddy got out and looked at Chuck E. Cheese. Frowning a bit, he climed up the wall and punched in the H personally while the rat watched from inside, glaring but powerless. The franchise wars were real man. Freddy then thrusted his crotchplate at the window in the classic 'suck it' motion, his servos squeaking with each lewd gesture

[J]: "CALL THE COPS CHUCK, I DONT GIVE A SHIT! CALL THE COPS, YOU WON'T"

[Snax]: "HOLD ME BACK JOWLS," Chuck yelled as more of a display than a threat. His dog band mate soothed him. "He ain't worth it Chuck!"

[Genfriend]: "That purple turd of a band mate looks like one of grimaces knuckle children"Freddy bellowed at the rat in spats

[Snax]: Mr. Munch had been quietly seething, but when the Freddy insulted him directly, his waters were no longer so still. With a screech the purple monster grabbed the base drum of his set and smashed it through the window to get at the bear once and for all

[Genfriend]: When the shambling purple people eater ran out of the window, foxy and the night guard laid in waiting,  before raising a cord to trip mulch. "Your depth perception and I.Q. be matching the purple nuggets as well!" Laughed the mechanical vulpine pirate

[J]: Im imagining the rest of the gang waiting in a Freddy's delivery van



[Snax]: Now that the window was smashed in, nothing was holding him back. Freddy lept into the restaurant, tackling Chuck. He was much bulkier than the rat, making pinning him to the festive arcade carpeting and wailing on his face all the easier

[J]: "WURLSTAAAAAAR", Bonnie yelled.

[Genfriend]: Meanwhile, Pasqually started throwing kitchen utensils violently at the night guard and the faz van, screaming incoherent mechanical Italian insults

[Snax]: Bonnie had a secret weapon. While his guitar sadly, was not real, it was a very thick hollow aluminum prop, making it, in effect, a very fancy looking baseball bat. Screaming more anime references, the bunny rushed the offensive European stereotype, beaning him across the face with a hollow metal crack. The force of the impact made Pasqually's head do a full 180.

[Genfriend]: The impact was intense enough to spin his head several times, enough to where he recited several old pizza orders. Meanwhile, Helena was throwing her feathered arms up in frustration. "I hate the neighborhood riff raff!" She clucked. Suddenly Chica throws a plushy of herself to her, and upon catching it, the plushy bib opens up to reveal thousands of baby spiders crawling all over her, causing her to scream into the ballpit

[Snax]: Jasper grabbed the fire extinguisher off the wall with the intention of getting the bear off of his boss, whose face cosmetics had been ripped off while Freddy pummeled the metal face plate of his endoskeleton. Unfortunately, the chuck crew lacked functioning digits, making hosing the two down with foam an impossible task for Jasper. Instead he clunked old Fazbear over the head with it.

[Genfriend]: Freddy's head jerked to the side slightly. The bear slowly turned it's head to jasper, whose eyes actually widened with sudden fear. Freddy's eyes went black and pin pricked.

"You forgot an important rule, country butt.."

Said freddy as he ripped off one of Chucks arms without turning away from jasper.

"Never touch Freddy" he boomed before Bitch slapping him with the rats own arm.

[J]: Meanwhile, Foxy was trying to get a proper angle on the action with a camcorder he snatched from the lost & found, "Now ye fucked up, now ye fucked up!", he screamed, ecstatic.

[Snax]: Jasper whimpered, running and hiding in the ball-pit, where he found Helena, and several thousand spiders.
Meanwhile Foxy was cackling like a loon, pulling can after can of gasoline from the van and liberally dousing Mr. Munch and anything else near him in the fluid. Mike stuttered. "Uh Foxy, are you sure we should be going this far? I mean, I am the only human here, and the police usually blame humans!" Foxy creaked his head slowly towards him, the rust apparent in the sound it made. His eyes were a wide, yellow thousand yard stare. "We be burnin it down to the ground Mr. Schmidt." Mike nodded and decided to back down from the argument as Foxy pulled a lighter out of his gaping chest hole.

[Genfriend]: Meanwhile, Chica came busting out of the managers office carrying several dozen items, including the restaurants daily intake,  some prizes that could be recolored to fit the Fazbear aesthetic, and several files detailing the blueprints of the rock afire explosion band and next gen endoskeletons. "Let's cook this pizza Freddy!" Shouted Chica as she gave Mike things to carry to the van. Bonnie and Pasqually were duking it out like highlanders all the way from the party room to the kitchen. It was a battle between a fake guitar and a large pizza cutter, the robotic stereotype trying to turn the rabbits ears into seasoning. They burst back out into the party room, Pasqually managing to disarm the rabbit. Pasqually brought the cutter closer to Bonnie, both shrieking angrily at each other. But luckily with Bonnie's plushy bunny feet, it was able to kick pasta pizza bot off, and manage to kick the cutter out of their hands. Bonnie then proceeded to cut a fine slice across Pasqually face.

"Who wants the first slice?!" Bonnie teased

[Snax]: Freddy got off Chuck, who was at this point a twisted pile of fur and metal bars. He gave him one last kick before saying, "This one's for Billy Bob you rat bastard." He sauntered out, stopping Mike with a hand to the shoulder. "Start the car, this place is going up." The guard quickly hurried to the beat up pizza van. Strapping in and readying the key in the ignition. Once all the Fazcrew was out Foxy lit up the lighter and tossed it onto the soaked purple bath mat that was Munch. He ignited instantly, waking him from his beaten down stupor. As predicted, he ran right into the building. Mike gunned the engine as flames started to lick from the windows, mechanical screams echoing into the night.

[Genfriend]: As Mike drove off watching some eventual squad cars and a fire truck speed by, he caught a glimpse of foxy counting the booty, both the pilfered prizes and the hundreds of dollars taken from management. "Soon as we get these blueprints dropped off, we're heading back and finishing our shift" Said Freddy, mildly adjusting his bowler hat.

"But its almost morning already" mike slightly protested. "You know I don't run a half Assed pizzeria kiddo" retorted freddy, giving him a Coy look, "If I did, I'd be a burning fat rat right now" he said to the chuckles of the other bots.

"Well I guess your right" replied the guard, watching the stars in the night sky along the road.

"Awww don't sweat it Mike! You handled yourself very nicely" Said bonnie as they tried to undent their fake guitar.

"Arr, finely done indeed" replied the piraye, passing mime a large handful of various legal tender, "a crew always looks out for its own, just remember that matey" Said the fox, staring Mike deathly in the eyes with their one good eye. Mike swallowed hard and nodded.

"Tell ya what, for being a good helper and not a party pooper, you can have Friday off, plus a small gift to show ya that ol freddy always appreciates his friends" Said Freddy, smiling while also adjusting the part of its faceplate that jasper struck.


Tennis Fic by Genfriend, Snax, and J.