Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex Novels & Stories

I asked myself as I slowly walked inside the pizzeria. I turned around to see the door closes and at the same time the doors of the pizzeria automatically locked itself. I checked the time “right now it’s 8:30 Dharkonic Twilight, Sunstar so the challenge will be completed around 8:30 Dharkonic Twilight, Monstar. Well I better get comfortable to it” I said so I walked into the dining area and saw boxes of pizza “Freddy’s Pizza.” as I opened the box and looked at it and smelled it flavours “man I miss these pizzas” I said with smile then I looked at the show stage and look at Freddy, Bonnie & Chica “*sigh* Gabriel, Jeremy & Susie” I sigh then look at Foxy’s pirates cove “Fritz, I wonder what h

Jingo’s. The sugary smell of cotton candy and fried dough. The oil-fried scent of blooming onions. Hot dogs, hamburgers, and Italian sausage. The tang of garlic knots and pizza. Instant association conjured memories of riding the Ferris Wheel high into the sky, letting gravity press him back into the mildly uncomfortable cushions of the Zero G, the dizzying spins of the Tilt-A-Whirl and the slashes of The Scrambler, and last but not least: The Flying Bobs. The ride promising whiplash to the thundering bass of whatever new rock song was dominating the airwaves.

“If you didn’t know, in the Food zone, there are hundreds of booths lining the streets that give out free food. Heinz gave out free pickles—I must have eaten a dozen—and these delightful little relished hors d'oeuvres. In the cupcake building, they show you the process of packaging the cupcakes, and they give you one after the show. They give out free cigarettes in the American Tobacco building—.” “You’re joking!” Evelyn stared, shocked, and taking out her cutting board, rinsed and set her vegetables on it. “Oh, Evie,” Lily laughed, “only to people who are old enough. The Swift Premium Meats building has this exhibit where they use modern machinery and techniques to package bacon that was ju

Zizi bailed. " Promise me you'd tell me tomorrow?" "How about the day after? I'm busy tomorrow and it's likely I won't be at yours. Deal?" He raised a brow, his pink lips stretching with a smile. "Pinky promise?" I stuck out my pinky. "Pinky promise." He hooked his with mine. "I'd remind you if you forget though." I said before facing my front. " We're here." Cas said. " Finally." Zizi sighed. I looked at the huge neon sign, 'Quilox' and my stomach practically did the cha-cha slide.

“Fine. No one. Crushing is overrated.” “Okay. If you say so. Over to you Amanda.” “Dare.” “I dare you to order me a pizza.” Amanda picked up a pillow and threw it at Felix. “Oh come on.” Felix said tossing the pillow away. “I mean, a dare is a dare.” “I’ll send the money for the pizza later.” “Sweet. Dammy. It’s your turn.” “Truth. I don’t have money for pizza right now.” “What am I doing with two pizza boxes?” Felix asked smirking. “What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever experienced?”

Helen walked to her and gave her a good hug before the timer of the oven beeped and she rushed back to the kitchen. Emma's phone lightened up with a notification from the group chat. Piper: SOS. MY NANA WANTS ME DEAD. Emma: What is happening? Zoey: And why the fuck is everything in caps? Piper: He smells like onions. *crying emoji* I know he works in a pizza hut but what the fuck? Where did she find him? Emma: Onions can't be that bad. Try bad cheese. Zoey: Speaking from experience?

Lia whispered, her hand reflexively reaching for her rusted iron bar again. Out of the darkness, a massive silhouette emerged. Larger than Kevin. Larger than the Food Vlogger Zombie. The silhouette was carrying a... massive chest freezer on its back. Then, a bald head with glowing red eyes squinted at them. "Mmmph... Indomie... delicious... protein... and carbs..." the raspy voice muttered. "Top-tier... content..." [Warning! Food Vlogger Zombie (BOSS Level) detected!] [This zombie appears to have the 'Freezer Survival' upgrade and is highly aggressive!]

[“Yes, Mommy! I’m already excited! Papa Tyler said we’ll ride a lot of rides because there aren’t many people at the amusement park right now. Then —bPapa, where are we going to eat? I’m already hungry.” “You haven’t eaten yet, baby? Tyler?” [“Ah, yes... that thing. We were busy getting things ready.”] Tyler replied. [“Baby, what do you want to eat?”] he asked Sapphire. [“Hmm... I want to eat — Papa! There! There’s chicken nuggets and pancakes. The food is delicious there!!”] I can picture Tyler being quite surprised by Sapphire’s sudden yell. If it caught me off guard, how much more him, that for sure he was concentrating on the road?

Four faces turned toward me with the same expression the specific look of children encountering an adult who has just said something too good to be immediately trusted. “All of it?” Loveth said carefully. “All of it,” I confirmed. “Aquarium, jellyfish, amusement park, the upside-down ride, ice cream first because Dean is right about that one, and the spinning thing at the park at the end. All of it. One day. Starting now.” Freddy stared at me for exactly one second before turning to his siblings with the energy of someone who had just won something enormous. “I told you daddy was the best one.”

However, a blonde girl with sharp eyes sitting from afar spoke up, making everyone silent: "Freddy has only eaten white meat since puberty and the food he hates the most is food. English roast beef. Freddy has always had a very pleasant recollection of it.” “Deborah, can you please not mention that?” Freddy was a bit grumpy at the girl who just said that. Everyone tilted their heads to look at Deborah Kinghams - CEO of Howling Corporation. A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on Deborah's face and Freddy's looked like two wolves preparing to play.