Villain Clark hours. I genuinely wouldn't mind a villain Superman, but he's gotta be...Unhinged :) Not sophisticated, or diplomatic, or anything.
Just a pure product of governmental neglect, social ineptness, deranged innocence, and one inflated taste for destruction.
It's like hey what if vigilante from peacemaker was also a killing machine who's THIS close to snapping if Lex won't give him his goddam apple pie for wiping out those foreign fleets.
" i don't know why, but...I don't wanna kill this thing" points to said apple pie
" Yeah, uh. That's..That's called liking something."
Picture this;
Clark and Bruce meeting while Superman annihilates the justice league, an " illegal" group of superheroes.
A batarang razors through thin air and while it doesn't hurt Clark, it does startle him.
He doesn't like it. He doesn't like that he dropped the Martian like a sack of potatoes, because he wasn't DONE. " hey! I was playing with that!"
If he flies Bruce beneath the city infrastructure all wide eyed and and happy, well.
and that green light in Bruce's pocket blurs his vision, but his smile doesn't fade. If anything he's shaking. Not with fear, but the disturbing opposite of it, '' go ahead; let's light this fire, huh?"
Bruce grunts. It's going to be one long day.
Like, of course he leaves Bruce In a bloody pile and knocks him out with a kick to the face.
But.
Bruce is also left Alive. Yes, sure, hanged by two street lights with painful electricity wires cutting into his wrists and ripped cape wrapped around his face so no one would see him.
And with a big S scribbled on his chest, with his own blood.
But. Alive.
They both wonder why, and neither have an answer.
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Balloons, Spiders, and Ticklish Revenge
Foxy and Bonnie end up getting pranked by the only little human in the Pizzaplex. And when they discover who it was, some revenge is immediately in order.
This fanfic was suggested by Damien M on AO3. I hope you enjoy!
Foxy had been having the weirdest day. He had been walking in and out of his green room as of late, trying to talk to the other animatronics while getting ready for Saturday. But everytime he comes back to his room, there have been balloons! It started off with 1 balloon, which was innocent enough. It was cute, actually.
But then the number started to double. And triple. And quadruple. And by the 10th time he’d come back to his green room, there were 15 balloons in his room! Foxy was shocked. Who keeps filling up these balloons?! And where do they keep coming from?! Foxy sighed and put the balloons into one corner, before heading out of his room to fix up one more thing.
When he came back to his green room 20 minutes later however…there were even more balloons! It didn’t take long for Foxy to count them, and conclude that there were now 30 balloons in his room! Some were small, some were large. Some had strings tied to them, others had bows tied to the knot. Eventually, Foxy walked up to one of the balloons, and grabbed the string.
POP!
Foxy yelped and turned around, looking for the balloon that had popped. It was a purple balloon that was now lying on the ground, deflated and floppy. Foxy walked up to the deflated balloon and picked it up. This balloon was made of rubber.
POP POP!
Foxy dropped the deflated balloon and yelped with surprise. Why were the balloons popping?!
POP! POP POP! POP-POP! 8
Foxy screeched and winced at the popping balloon sounds.
POP-POP-POP! POP! POP! POP POP! PO-POP!
Foxy finally ran to his door and tried to open it. But to his horror, the door was locked! WHO LOCKED HIS DOOR?! “LET ME OUT! HELLO?!”
POP-POP! POP POP POP!
“AAAAAAH!” Foxy screeched, covering his ears as best he could.
PO-POP! POP POP!
Foxy fell to his knees, holding his ears and squeezing his eyes shut. He was hoping and praying for the sounds to be over.
POP-POP-POP!
Foxy winced again, shaking his head. But then…the popping stopped. Are…are they done?
Foxy opened one eye and looked around at the deflated balloons all over his green room. It was a mess. And the popping sounds were still echoing in his ears.
And right as he started to slowly calm down…
POP!
“AAAAH-” Foxy grabbed his ears again, backing up near the door. Immediately after, Foxy heard a sliding sound from the door! Foxy ran to the door and turned the knob. It opened! It had unlocked! Foxy opened the door further and looked out the door. “Who are ya? Quit hidin’!” Foxy yelled.
But no one came out. And the hall was empty.
Closing the door, Foxy started growling. He uncovered his other ear, picked up the deflated balloons and threw them into the garbage. But right as he was about to throw away the last one, he noticed a little note on the balloon:
[Sorry about your ears. ~Gregory]
Foxy growled even more and threw the balloon into the garbage. He now knew who the evil prankster was! Gregory thinks he can prank him and get away with it?! He has no idea who he had just messed with.
[at around the same time:]
Bonnie was walking around the Bonnie Bowl alley, getting things ready for the next day. He checked over the ice cream parlor, checked to make sure the bowling balls were in order, and made sure the arcade machines were still working. With everything presumably ready, Bonnie walked out of the Bonnie Bowl area and started to walk to his green room.
He opened up the door to the green room, and started hearing something quietly clang against his ears. Bonnie looked up and gasped in pure horror.
“SPIDERS!” Bonnie wiped off his ears and head, jumping around as spiders started crawling all over the green room. “NO! Nonono!” Bonnie yelled, starting to stomp on the spiders. But despite his stomps, the spiders would stop and then start moving again! What the heck?! Are they invincible spiders?!
Curious, but refusing to pick it up with his fingers, Bonnie flipped the moving spider over onto its back with his foot, and zoomed in with his eye cameras. On the belly of the spider, Bonnie quickly noticed a little red switch on the spider. Bonnie widened his eyes and looked at the other spiders. Slowly, he picked them up one by one, revealing all of them to have red switches on their bellies.
Bonnie sighed in relief, thankful that the spiders weren’t real. But he took a moment to look around, noticing the net put up above the door that was set to open up and drop the spiders on him. He grabbed the bag above the door, and started to pick up the spiders, switch them off, and put them back in the bag. When all the spiders were cleaned up, Bonnie put the spiders into his pocket.
And as the bunny started to leave the room, Bonnie noticed a note that was taped to his door:
[Hope the spiders didn’t ‘bug’ you too much.
~Gregory]
Bonnie sighed and looked up. He started to wonder if anyone else was pranked.
[Later:]
Bonnie and Foxy soon ran across each other. “Hi Foxy. Where are you going?” Bonnie asked.
“I’m lookin’ fer Gregory. Have ya seen him?” Foxy asked. “I have ta teach him a thing or two about prancin’ a fox.”
Bonnie widened his eyes. “You got pranked by Gregory too?” Bonnie asked.
“Yup. He put a bunch-a balloons in ma room and set ‘em off to pop in ma room.” Foxy yelled.
Bonnie widened his eyes. “He did?! All he did was set up my door so spiders would fall all over me when I opened the door.” Bonnie told him.
“Wow…I woulda been pissed about that prank too, though.” Foxy admitted. “De fact that he pulled a prank on me is bad enough.”
“What do you say we team up?” Bonnie asked.
“Was anyone else pranked?” Foxy asked.
“I don’t know.” Bonnie admitted.
“I dunno either.” Foxy replied.
“I know.” Someone said behind them.
Bonnie and Foxy widened their eyes as they slowly turned around to see who was talking to them. Bonnie gasped while Foxy growled at the same time, subtly indicating who it might’ve been.
The boy looked up at the two animatronics with smirks. “No one else was pranked. I just wanted to mess with you two specifically.” The boy told them.
Foxy took off running, but was quickly stopped by Bonnie. “LET ME AT HIM! LET ME HAVE HIM!”
“FOXY! For Freddy’s sake, stop!” Bonnie yelled. “Let’s handle this like humans would handle it: like civil people.” Bonnie suggested.
“Civil?! You expect me to be civil with THAT CHILD?!” Foxy yelled.
“Foxy.” Bonnie whispered something into his ear, trying to persuade him with some sort of bribe, or idea.
Foxy widened his eyes…and then started grinning…an evil, huge, complacent grin. A grin that only meant one thing:
“Kid…” Foxy said. “Yer 100% screwed now.” He declared as he crossed his arms.
The last bit of Gregory’s smile had dropped off his face upon hearing that. He could feel his doom already…and they hadn’t even done anything yet!
Bonnie suddenly sprinted up to Gregory and picked him up. Gregory yelped as a blue pair of arms were wrapped around his middle, before being carried up to Foxy. “WAIT! BONNIE-” Gregory wiggled around as much as he could, but found that he wasn’t able to move much. Then, Gregory widened his eyes as Bonnie got closer and closer to Foxy. “Let’s-Let’s talk about this! Please!” Gregory reacted.
“Any chance of talking about this had gone out the window, the moment you set up those pranks.” Bonnie told him as he watched Foxy bring his head closer to Gregory’s face.
“I’m curious: how ticklish is yer belly butt’n?” Foxy asked with a smirk as he brought the hook up to Gregory’s belly button. Foxy’s face was so close to the boy that Gregory was able to smell his breath. And Gregory could quickly conclude: his breath smelled like metal. Strong metal that you’d get from smelling a pair of real earrings or a steel pole.
Gregory gasped and clenched his teeth when he felt Foxy’s hook finally touch his belly button. It was so cold! And then, the hook tip started slooowly dragging around inside his belly button! It was so strange…and super tickly too.
Gregory squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. “N-No-” Gregory muttered through his teeth as he tried not to laugh.
“Think yer gonna get away with not laughin’ while we’re gettin’ our revenge?” Foxy asked.
Bonnie gave Gregory a little poke with his left index finger. “No such luck, I’m afraid.”
Gregory gasped again, and jumped. “EEK! WAITNO-”
Bonnie started skittering 3 of his fingers on the boy’s right side. Gregory could feel his body going against him slowly, tittering helplessly as he struggled, and slowly failed to stop his giggles. Bonnie smiled and looked at Foxy with a smirk. “One more spot?” Bonnie asked.
Foxy smirked at Bonnie for a few seconds…before digging his hook deeper into Gregory’s belly button.
Gregory screeched and squawked right away, bursting out in squeaky, loud laughter. “AAAAHAHAhahahahaha! NOHOHOhohohohooo!” Gregory yelled. He had been surprised by Foxy’s special attack, and now he was wiggling around and laughing his head off.
“Ohoho, yes! Prank the robots, you get the tickles~!” Bonnie declared.
Foxy smiled and squeezed the boy’s hip with his left hand’s fingers. “Coochy coochy coo, lil’ prankster~” Foxy teased.
“EEHEhehehehehehe! Plehehehease! Ihihihi’m sohohorry!” Gregory told him.
Bonnie widened his eyes. “Oh! You’re sorry now?” Bonnie reacted.
“Yehehehess!” Gregory replied. “Ihi ahahamm!”
“Now, here’s de real question:” Foxy lessened the tickles and looked at Gregory. “How sorry arrre ya?” Foxy asked.
“Yeah! How sorry?” Bonnie asked, now tickling both of the boy’s sides with all 8 of his fingers.
“SOHOHO SOHORRYYYY!” Gregory yelled. “IHIHI SWEAR!”
Foxy chuckled. “Oh reeeeaaally?” Foxy asked, not believing him one bit. “Are ya tryin’ to pull my hook?”
“NOHOHO!” Gregory yelled back. “IHI’M ACTUALLY SOHOHORRY!” Gregory told them.
Foxy looked at Bonnie with fake curiosity. “Whaddya say? Should we stop?” Foxy asked.
“I don’t know…” Bonnie replied. “I’m not sure I believe him.” Bonnie admitted.
“Why naht? He clearly sounds sorry!” Foxy reacted.
“I know he does, but…” Bonnie said.
“But what?” Foxy asked.
Gregory was still laughing and giggling. “AHAHAhahahaha- EEHEHEHE! EEK! IHI NEED A BREHEHEHEHEAK! HAHAHA- PLEHEHEASE!” Gregory begged.
“If we’re gonna decide, we gotta decide now.” Bonnie told him.
“Hmmm…” Foxy made a clicking sound and then slowly smirked at Bonnie. “Nah. Tickle time’s not over yet.” Foxy decided before placing his hook back into Gregory’s belly button again.
“Wait- WHAHAHAHAHAHA?! HAHAHAHA- EEEK! EEEHEHEHEHEHEHE- HEhehehehe!” Gregory giggled.
“Actually, I have a better idea:” Bonnie felt his pocket. “I think it’s time to include the spiders.” Bonnie declared as he pulled out the spiders from his pocket. “Once the spiders are planted, we let him go.” Bonnie told him. Turning them all on, Bonnie held onto Gregory with one hand and let the fake spiders loose on Gregory’s belly, covering him in about 20-30 spiders at the same time.
“eEEEK! EEEK! EEEHEEEK! SPIHIHIDERS! GET’EMOFF! GEHEHET THEM OHOHOFF! HAHAhahaha!” Gregory yelled, wiggling around in Bonnie’s small grip.
Bonnie let go of the boy, and looked at Foxy with a smile. Foxy smiled back at Bonnie before looking at the terrified kid.
The two boys proudly watched as Gregory sprinted away, falling onto his back and wiggling all around to try and get rid of the fake spiders. Foxy and Bonnie bursted out laughing as they watched.
“One more thing:” Bonnie wrapped his hands around his own snout. “HOPE THOSE SPIDERS DON’T ‘BUG’ YOU TOO MUCH!” Bonnie yelled to Gregory.
Foxy and Bonnie bent over, laughing and high-fiving each other. Revenge prank successful!
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