Fritz Fnaf Novels & Stories

He’d found her. “Yeah, we couldn’t sleep. There’re so many arrangements to make.” Erik offered. “A tragedy, yes…” Fritz drawled. “Say the word and my pack and I will be happy to assist.” His expression remained guarded, his jaw and shoulders tense. What was he doing in the basement at this late hour? Was he on his way to Erina?

Fritz pulled her head into the space between his arm and chest, then clamped a hand over Hani’s mouth. “She just doesn’t know that Sandra already agreed to be my girlfriend,” Fritz said quickly. “What!?” Hani’s eyes widened. “Is that true?” “Looks like it is. I mean, how could I say no to such a handsome, sweet guy, right?” Cassandra replied, sounding unsure, since she couldn’t remember that part. “You don’t remember that we’re already in college? Or how I followed you into the same university?” Fritz asked gently. Cassandra shook her head. All she could recall was that the two of them were her high school friends.

Blue said. “W-What’s wrong, Purple?” Green asked. “N-Nothing. I’ll just wake these two next,” Purple stammered. She nudged Grey. “Wake up.” Grey stirred and greeted her, “Morning.” “Good morning,” she replied, then looked toward Black. “Blackarlito Monteriru Fufu, wake up!” she shouted loudly, startling her brother awake. “Purple, come on!” Black complained, but when he caught sight of Grey’s face beside him, he broke into a smile and forgot his irritation. “Good morning, happy pill.”

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She squints before laughing mockingly: "Eh. Fratello, we cannot even see your fingerprints anymore. You have to stop shaking it, or you will end up with blisters." Valentina flips him the bird under the mad laughter of my cousins. Then, she passes an arm around the shoulders of my Light to lead her inside. Santo turns around, widening his eyes, visibly amazed that a kid answered him without shaking, especially that she stood up to a future Don in front of the others. "Quite a character!"

I took a bigggg bite and chewed on it happily. ''''''''''''''''''''''' "Remember to behave Zara, be careful ok?." Mom tells as she hit the road. "Yeah mom." I replied. "One more thing, your name is Quinn Anderson and do not let anyone know about your powers, ok!?." "Yeah I know mom." I rolled my eyes. "Good." Minutes later, we arrived at a very magnificent building. Mom drove into the huge compound and alights the car. "We're here, i've met the school authority, take care of yourself ok?."

It then dawned on everyone that Miren can only be used if you have poison inside your body, and if you don't, it will create its poison and kill the person. Christopher Fangs recreated these poisons and used them to massacre his brother’s family and as well as their father. But before he could kill the Young Lester Fangs who witnessed everything, someone was able to save him, and after that, Christopher Fangs had fallen, no remains were found, he was either hiding or dead. “Y-you! Stop! I'm not that bastard’s son!” Naster almost went mad after Nicholas flashed a mocking smile at him before continuing. “Did this man promise you power? Well, you all are fools, under my rule and my power, no on

he trailed off clearing his throat,” the third wheel,” the tone of his voice was lowering with each phrase, “so a tricycle means more room…per say,” Britney and I exchanged looks when he added, “or maybe not, yeah a bicycles fine.” We burst out into giggles as now it was Chris’ turn to pull the confused look, “I don’t ...” he trailed of switching his glance between us too. He looked like an adorable confused puppy with those eyes. “She’s just messing with you baby,” Britney explained through her melting chuckles. I grinned when his eyes fell on me. “Relax, “ I eased, folding my arms, “ I would have thought after four years you would have learned to speak Makaylan," I huffed, “you can destr