Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for violence.
*This fanfic is underneath my folder titled “FNAF fanfics”. FNAF=Five Nights at Freddy’s. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/viewtopic.php?f=27&t=116005&start=1185. The original series was created by Scott Cawthon. This is just a Helliam/Willry ship fanfic. This came from an idea I had about why William never waterproofed the springlocks for the animal suits. You can choose to accept this or not. I might write about the dream William has in more detail. But anyway, enjoy and Happy Valoweekend!*
William shot up from bed, blinking his big, beautiful, lifeless grey eyes. He couldn’t believe that the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to him was a dream.
He looked down at his body, pulled up the sleeve of his pajamas and a bit of his pant legs and unfortunately, there were no springlock marks.
He then looked over to the other side of his bed, which had a Fredbear plush. William sighed, wishing that it was not the plush that was next to him. Why was he alone? Why couldn’t-
No. It was a new, bright day. He was going to have fun because he was going to make himself have fun!
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“Hey Henry, you want to hear about this crazy dream that I had?” William asked.
He and Henry were in the backroom of the pizzeria that they owned, the both of them pouring over blueprints for animatronics of a possible new location. Well, Henry mostly. William had a blueprint in his hand, but he couldn’t focus when the dream kept flashing in his mind, when…
When Henry was in front of him, running a hand through his golden hair, his hazel eyes deep in concentration, great ideas behind them, because of course there were! He was Henry Emily, the smartest man he ever knew (besides himself, of course).
“Sure, go ahead.” Henry said with a smile, looking up from his work.
William grinned back at him, glad that Henry wanted to listen to him and then, he began:
“In my dream, we were performing in this diner as Fredbear and SpringBonnie. The usual stuff, nothing too exciting. Then, when we were done, we went here to get out of our costumes. You got out of yours just fine, but I…I was struggling. See, the springlocks for me were only getting tighter…and tighter…”
William gripped the desk he was leaning against tightly, just like the springlocks that surrounded his body in the dream, the ones that plunged deep. Henry looked at William with no worry, no concern. Just listening.
“Then you turned on the sprinklers. I could feel the springlocks go inside of me, locking me in, making me bleed. I can’t remember if you did it on purpose or by accident, but you liked seeing me in pain, seeing me struggle and…Henry, it was wonderful! I was becoming Springtrap, but you were there to watch! You helped me become better! You-“
“That’s…that’s a very graphic dream, Will. But that doesn’t make it wrong. I think it’s a symbol of the success we’ll have together with our business. That’s what I think, anyway.” Henry said.
William didn’t know how to respond or if he should respond at all. His heart lifted at the fact that Henry wasn’t mad, but…business? Why couldn’t he say something more? Did he expect Henry to say something more?
He didn’t bring it up again. It was best to get back to work.
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this is such a fun read and i love the absurdity here. to william checking if there were actually marks, his complete euphoria that just consumes him when talking about the dream and... henry's response. it might be too far to say this considering william's dream, but genuinely i think henry's response added to the absurdity of this one shot more than that dream. and just to think that william's dream was so immersive for him to want the marks on his body despite the horrors is just... yeah so him, though i do not remember him being so into that idea of being springlocked in canon (but perhaps when considering the books characterization, then he'd probably like the idea. and plus like this fanfic isn't that serious but it had me thinking Okay). while i was a fnaf fan who had never personally shipped these two men (but i understand it), this was very fun read regardless due to nostalgia!!
I'm glad you found it fun!
Alrighty, FNAF I accept as an immediate read =D
First question: Who’s perspective is this? Williams? Why does he call his own eyes big and beautiful then?
And ofc you didn’t try and go over the dialogue formatting again. Why am I the only one who thinks this is important? Real books also have proper formatting ;/
Okay I am not sure how Henry read that from William’s dream O_O He heard only that they were successfully performing?
Alrighty, FNAF I accept as an immediate read =D
First question: Who’s perspective is this? Williams? Why does he call his own eyes big and beautiful then?
And ofc you didn’t try and go over the dialogue formatting again. Why am I the only one who thinks this is important? Real books also have proper formatting ;/
Okay I am not sure how Henry read that from William’s dream O_O He heard only that they were successfully performing?
Well guess somone else will have to write 2 reviews then XD
It%u2019s the narrator calling it that. This isn%u2019t one of my more serious fanfics.
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