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Sterile. The air in the hospital was always sterile. Freddy Fazbear had gotten used to the scent by now. Chemicals, nfuckkng uhhhhhh surgeries and shit... Naursty. Every day was the same endless droning of his heart monitor and the same nurses coming to check his vitals. But one day, everything changed...
As his gaze landed outside his window, head turned away from the hall he used to casually look out of. A unfamiliar boy-- no-- man's reflection faced his own. His noir locks kept Freddy in a trance, he was unlike any other patient he had ever laid his coffee orbs upon.
Upon closer inspection, it appeared this mysterious man was much closer to the glass than Freddy previously realized.. Like, way fucking closer. In fact, he was pressed against the window, sticky ass hand prints griming up the window and breath collecting in condensation on the glass. He was so close that Freddy could read his nametag: "Cole"
For a moment he wondered why this stranger didn't have a last name. Maybe it was another Zendaya situation. His eyes sparkled looking at the man licking the disgusting window pane. His tongue grazing every crevice.
Freddy couldn't help but blush at the sight. He felt his pulse begin to speed up, and his cheeks flushed red. He was dizzy.. Was this what butterflies felt like? ..No. Wait. Why was the monitor behind him beeping so fast? Bitch, Freddy doesnt like BOYS!! this was a HEART ATTACK!!!!!
He had forgotten about his heart condition. Nurses rushed to the scene, alerting any doctors in sight as his body began to shut down completely. He wondered if the last thing he would ever see would be this insanely hot guy rubbing suspicious fluids on the window. His eyes staring down at Freddy, while the bears eyes began to shut.
As the heart monitor slowed to a stop, it became clear that there was nothing the nurses could do to save Freddy. He could have had a heart attack on the operating table, and it still would've been too late. With deep sorrow in his eyes, Cole watched as his family of oddly similar looking robot bears broke down in the waiting room. "Damn," said Cole, "My only regret is not getting a piece of that freddy f-ass-bear."
The funeral was held on the gloomiest of days.. clouds, no sun, rain, yea. Cole stood behind a tree in the distance, watching as Freddy's family lowered his casket and cried. He couldn't look away, he couldn't leave. Cole watched as every last relative exited. He wondered if it was safe to finally face Freddy's tomb, face-to-face.
Approaching the grave of his unrequited lover, Cole forgot about one thing. His shoelace was untied!! He tripped and fell flat on his gooner face RIGHT in front of Freddy's tombstone. A familiar laugh echoed around him. HAR HAR HAR.. Cole looked on in horror. "Fuuuuuck bro, I just ate shit in front of the huzz. I've gotta KILL MYSELF!!!"
Without much thought, Cole took to wrapping his oddly boney fingers around his neck. As he tightened his grip?? he began to feel something grow in his pants. "Holy shit no way." He choked out.
Freddy Fazbear, his dearly beloved and now departed first love, was blessing him with all his strength.. So that the could KILL HIMSELF and JORK his PEATNIS at the SAME TIME!!!!!! FUCUCKCKKK
One hand on his cock, the other on his neck. Cole experienced the greatest orgasm in all of history, his cum went so far it could have been mistaken for something. As soon as he let it bust his lungs gave out. He died.