《The Beginning of the End FNF Era》Week sixing the Mid Fight
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Tonight you had to save the Dearest family as Fasttrack.
What was tonight?
None your business, boh.
Still mad because I turned GF down?
You know it, you and BF are two different breeds. I know what GF sees in you sure, but what does she see in that blued balled kid.
Mom!
You chuckled at her. After a few days of fixing the house with demon magic we were inside with nothing to do.
Aww... man. We can't go anywhere in this weather.
Look on the bright side bro. If we stay in here no one's gonna rap us to death.
Yeah, your right. I guess we just have to put our feet up and chill-ax. Maybe we co—
You were holding a phone rather excitedly.
Order a pizza? Way ahead of you.
You ordered pizza and sat on the bed. GF's bed specifically. BF then walked over to the shelf full of games...
That's a lot of games. Didn't know you played some of 'em.
Well, half of them are for him.
You nodded and she then walked up to him,
How about hating simulator.
Sorry GF, but I don't do bootlegs.
BF grabbed the cartridge and put it in the console.
Why, is it one of those cursed games where you get sucked inside or something?
You cursed him underneath your breath.
Yeah!
Probably should have waited for your response before I put in the console.
Ah, shit here we go again.
With a flash of blue electricity, we were zapped into the console. Daddy Dearest pokes his head around the door.
Have fun, kids...
We were in our pixelated forms. In which our regular appearance is rendered in a 32-bit style.
Then a man known as Senpai came over to us.
Senpai appears as a young, light-skinned man with a constant blush and parted strawberry blonde hair. He wears a partially tucked-in periwinkle blue button-up shirt, a loose pink tie, grayish-purple jeans held up by a black belt with a silver buckle, and grayish-purple shoes. He carries a brown backpack in his right hand over his right shoulder and holds a pink microphone loosely in his left with his thumb and index finger.
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Ah, a new fair maiden has come in search of true love! A serenade between gentlemen shall decide where her beautiful heart shall reside.
Ugh, I hate this guy already. Dating sims in a nutshell.
Yeah, so let's rap.
You deadpan him.
Seriously?
Not bad for an ugly worm.
Ayo, no one calls my best friend an ugly worm.
But keep it up and the things I'll do to you aren't going to be e for everyone.
Sure, if we were in a kid's show.
We ain't in cartoon territories.
Eh— we got 'em.
N... no... even if I don't... He does...
Woah, that got climactic fast.
He?
A black silhouette of Senpai slowly fades in against a solid red background. He yelps as he clutches to himself before intense beams burst out from his face, causing a loud, distorted scream.
MY EARS!!!
Direct contact with real humans, after being trapped in here for so long... and HER of all people. I'll make her father pay for what he's done to me and all the others... I'll beat...
He then notices you.
Two? Well, no matter. I'll just beat both of you. You don't mind your bodies being borrowed right? It's only fair...
This could get messy.
You slammed the dial and...
get a small, blue fish-like alien with stubby fins for arms, a shark-like dorsal fin, and a pair of thin, spindly legs jutting from his underside. He has a wide mouth with an under-bite, and gills on his cheeks with bulging red eyes.
Awh man, not this guy, well, I guess it'll do for now.
How interesting.
Yeah, so put ya mouth where that mic is.
You then transformed back.
Your up dude. Let's get the hell out of this place.
Alright, you won this battle. Now win the war for me. For all of us. For (Y/N)'s parents.
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Okay, first of all, how'd you know my name? And secondly how'd know my parents?
Simple... there right here. In the game, cursed like me. Good luck!
In a flash of white, we're back at the Dearest family's house.
I have several questions.
As do I.
Do you wanna kiss your hot girlfriend?
Well, not me.
I have zero questions.
Well, you have some explaining to do.
Maybe another time.
After that, You decided You'd have no more to this demon business, you left your little group to go back to being the lone wolf that you were, but you still knew GF herself meant well, espiecally after last Tuesday.
One day after eating waaaay too much fast food you needed to use the restroom. The closet one was in a church of all places.
The nun there wears a purple nun outfit , with two Pink crosses on the sides of her head. Her skin has three colors; Purple, White, and Pink.
...
Come on! It's gonna be a big night!
...
This time I really want you coming, I know our differences are a huge gap but... I really want to spend time with you today! So you should really get here!
... ...
EXCUSE ME, DON'T BE SALTY... That was very unholy of you.
...
You know what? Just get here, okay? I'll see you soon.
Sarvente hangs up her phone.
Greetings! Sorry for the inconvenience, are you interested in joining?
Sorry I was kinda looking for the restroom.
Awh but it seems like you two seem really good for this place. I'm sure of it!
I bet I would be but can I use the restroom first?
Huh? ... I understand what you said but let me show you why it's really good to join!
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