MonsterParade
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The end of everything can be the beginning of anything.
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In this, the age of the Internet, you can find pretty much anything on YouTube.
You're far from being the only urban explorer with a channel, but you ARE the first to sneak into the crumbling remains of the once-glorious Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex to record it for the public...and it turns out pretty quickly that it's not NEARLY as abandoned as you had thought.
You always manage to make friends in the strangest of places.
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You never would have thought that something that looked so much like a doll could be so scary, until now.
You could hear the thing behind you as it lurched down the hallways after you; jingling and clattering, literally bouncing off of the walls in pursuit of you, giggling endlessly as if this were all one giant game you were trapped in.
“Punny-- Punny, easy!” you warned it, breathless and shaky as you rounded a corner, trying to sound commanding. It didn’t really work; you sounded more like you were going to pass out. Sweat was beading on your skin, dripping down the back of your neck and sticking your shirt to your back-- you couldn’t even tell how long you’d been running, and it showed no signs of stopping.
“Don’t run away, pretty lil’ thing!” Punny crowed in response, “Don’t’cha wanna play? I’ll take real good care’a you~!”
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Home Again by MonsterParade
Fandoms: Five Nights at Freddy's, Mumintroll | Moomins Series - Tove Jansson
03 May 2022
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I want Sun and Moon to have freedom and a real home, and I want my moomin-sona to have friends. And I like to mash all my favorite things together. So *gestures loosely* this, now!
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Nel St. Clair had seen a lot of things in the span of his rather modest life, technological advancements not the least of which. He was an older man, and he didn't pretend to know much about the world of robotics; his experiences with most forms of technology were severely limited, mostly to his younger days, and even then mostly to things like Tetris or Pong (although one of his nephews had recently put him on to a game called Bejeweled Blitz, and he'd found he was actually quite keen on it).
The point was, he could fix a car or the odd stove or radiator just fine, but he was perfectly out of his depth when it came to things like the advanced AI systems at Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex.
He'd just have to learn as he went, he supposed.
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Spamton doesn’t know how he got here.
He doesn’t recall leaving Queen’s mansion or planning a date, much less at this bar, but he decides not to think about it. He’s always been a bit of a lightweight. Maybe the drinks have covered the memories up, burned them beyond recognition, and he will find the remains in the morning with his head pounding. Besides, having Jevil around only makes thinking all the more impossible.
He is a wonder all his own in the neon spilling in from outside the window, in the low light overhead. He tells a joke that makes them both laugh, but Spamton is more preoccupied by the sight of moving lips and the golden fangs behind them. Fantasies best left unsaid, even if Jevil would be more than happy to indulge.
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12 Mar 2026
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Whether Tenna was more flustered by the title or the compliment will remain a mystery, lost to the abrupt yelp he lets out. Jevil’s hands have since moved to the wires. They thrum and pulse, hot against his palm. The signal, the raw electricity almost seeps out to crawl beneath his skin. The life essence of someone far bigger rests vulnerable and fragile in his clawed hand. It’s impulse, the giggle bubbling at the back of his throat.
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27 Oct 2025
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“HOW TENSE, TENSE! A SPRING WOUND OH SO TIGHTLY.” Jevil answers (not), closer than Spamton remembers him being a moment ago.
Danger, danger, danger blares the code that still remains inside Spamton, beneath the outer form forced upon him. He feels warmth, too, for the first time in years. Jevil is closing in, shadows curling around his face like the finishing touches of a haunted painting: equal parts stunning and frightening.
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27 Oct 2025
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Still, even if Tenna isn’t as grand as he was in his TV World, the fear that he is too much is always there, nestled into his very foundation. He is too big; they are too small.
He likes that they’re small. There is something deeply wrong with him.
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27 Oct 2025
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Perhaps this was a good sign. A step in the right direction and away from his downwards spiral of uuuggghhhh. Because the way Mettaton saw it, he now had one of two options.
One: retreat to the lukewarm comforts of a lumpy couch until he became one with the cushions and waited until the inevitable heat death of the universe collapsed onto him to finally end the soul-crushing boredom.
Or two: watch whatever the hell was on his newly acquired TV.
Alone and bored to death, Mettaton looks for a way to pass the time while the Internet is down. Good news, he does. Bad news... uh, it’s totally normal to want to kiss your recently acquired TV, right? (asking for a friend, haha...)
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