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Dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli: 10 pizzerie da provare

Volete visitare la Campania e più in particolare il Capoluogo di Regione? Immancabile allora sarà la domanda... dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli?  Napoli centro, e in generale l’intera Regione, è ricca di locali in cui gustare la succulenta prelibatezza campana… In effetti ne sono tanti, forse troppi… Allora come sapere davvero dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli? Seguite la nostra preziosa guida, addentriamoci nel centro della città e scopriamo le migliori pizzerie. Ricordiamo che in questo articolo avevamo già parlato delle migliori pizzerie della Campania. Vediamo insomma dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli con le 10 pizzerie da provare divise tra quelle storiche e quelle più innovative.

Dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli: 5 locali storici 

  La bella Napoli città ricca di arte, cultura e storia, vanta alcune delle pizzerie più antiche e rinomate al mondo. Le più antiche della città vantano una storia centenaria di tradizione tramandata alle nuove generazioni con il “regalo” di quel tocco di fantasia che tanto piace in epoca moderna. Ma vediamole da vicino questi posti storici dal gusto “moderno”: - Antica Pizzeria da Michele: Una tra le più famose e storiche del centro di Napoli con una tradizione centenaria alle spalle. Fondata nel 1870 caratteristica del menu è che servono solo 3 tipi di gusti: margherita, marinara e doppia mozzarella. La pizza è sottile e leggera assolutamente digeribile tanto da rendere “Da Michele” una meta imperdibile per i turisti di tutto il mondo. - Sorbillo: Una firma, un nome, una garanzia…. Stiamo parlando di una delle pizzerie più famose al mondo del centro di Napoli. Il marchio non ha bisogno di presentazioni. Gli ingredienti genuini e di altissima qualità, oltre alla “stravaganza” delle creazioni, Sorbillo è noto per i gusti ananas o cocomero, rendono il prodotto finale di un gusto assolutamente impareggiabile. Da provare. - Di Matteo: Altra pizzeria storica, è famosa non solo per le sue squisite “creazioni”, ma anche per i buonissimi fritti napoletani… Saporiti, croccanti, e ricchi di ingredienti della tradizione. Una tappa da non perdere anche per gli amanti dello “street food”. - Starita: Inaugurata nel 1901, parliamo di un’altra pizzeria storica, situata nel cuore dei “vicoli” di Napoli. Il suo impasto soffice e i condimenti gustosi la rendono una tappa obbligata. Da gustare assolutamente la pizza fritta e la Montanara… Provare per credere! - Pizzeria Carmnella di Vincenzo Esposito: fondata nel lontano 1892 da Carmela Sorrentino (di cui porta il nome) oggi grazie al lavoro del maestro Vincenzo Esposito, pronipote di "Carmnella", rappresenta un punto di riferimento per chi cerca la vera pizza napoletana, realizzata con i prodotti tipici del territorio.

Dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli: 5 locali moderni

  Ma Napoli non è solo antichità. La bellezza della prima città del sud e il suo fascino che mischia sapientemente l’antichità della sua storia, la modernità delle sue strutture, con la bellezza dei paesaggi naturali. Quindi, accanto alle pizzerie storiche, Napoli ospita anche locali innovativi che propongono nuove interpretazioni della pizza tradizionale. Vediamo quali sono - Concettina ai Tre Santi: È il locale “trendy” del centro di Napoli. Fornisce menu pizza, menu per bambini e degustazione. La location è addobbata con mattoni “a vista” e grandi opere d’arte. Il livello del cibo è ovviamente top ed è ideale per chi cerca non solo pizze tradizionali, ma anche moderne e gourmet. - Pizzerie Enrico Porzio: diventato virale per l'hashtag #saddasapefa, in pochi anni, grazie anche alla presenza sui social, la Pizzeria Porzio è diventata un vero e proprio punto di riferimento per chi ama la pizza realizzata secondo la tradizione napoletana ma con un occhio alla qualità dei prodotti, naturalmente del territorio.  - 50 Kalò: Stiamo parlando di un’eccellenza del territorio. Gestita dal maestro pizzaiolo Ciro Salvo, 50 Kalò è tra le sei pizzerie italiane segnalate nella guida Michelin. Il segreto è nell’impasto. La farina viene miscelata all’acqua in percentuale superiore rispetto alla media. Questo rende il prodotto finale soffice e altamente digeribile. Il menu è ricco ed esistono “filiali” anche in Europa oltre che in Italia - Pizzaria La Notizia: Fondata dal maestro pizzaiolo Enzo Coccia, la pizzeria è segnalata anche nella guida il Gambero Rosso. Il locale, situato sempre al centro di Napoli, da particolare importanza alla varietà degli ingredienti e alle materie prime selezionate. Da assaggiare la specialità “Mpustarella” ossia un panino farcito fatto con pane ai 5 cereali che “ricorda” la marenna napoletana - Gino Sorbillo Lievito Madre al Mare: Parliamo sempre di una variante dello chef Gino Sorbillo con la differenza che… La pizza si gusta vicino al mare! Il locale infatti si trova sul lungomare di Napoli nella famosissima zona di Mergellina

Le pizze da scegliere

  Bene, ora che abbiamo “chiarito” dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli, dobbiamo capire bene quale scegliere. Ovviamente, la risposta scontata è la classica Margherita, la più famosa nel mondo. La differenza è che la Margherita è nata proprio a Napoli e il sapore della tradizione così come la freschezza degli ingredienti è unica al mondo in città. Naturalmente non possiamo perderci la “Marinara” altra pizza storica, e la “fritta” consegnata a mano per lo street food, anche da alcune pizzerie sopra citate. La più famosa è quella di Gino Sorbillo e il locale è sito in Via Toledo sempre al centro della capitale partenopea.

Il paradiso del gusto

  Dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli..... una pizza vuol dire immergersi davvero in un “Paradiso” per il palato. Il sapore inconfondibile ed il gusto deciso lo rendono uno degli alimenti più “desiderati” al mondo. Ma solo nella prima città del sud si può assaggiare la pizza, quella verace, quella tradizionale. Il nostro excursus ha fornito una panoramica di dove andare a gustare il “prodotto” migliore. Adesso avete capito dove mangiare la pizza a Napoli? Quando ci andate....fatecelo sapere nei commenti! Read the full article

[vitadapanda]

Uscire: Una vita bipolare

Camminare per le strade della città, dove un tempo mi divertivo. Una vita in controsenso, bipolare ma funzionale. Racconti di vita, diversi da quelli di ieri.

Uscire e affrontare il mondo, chi lo avrebbe mai detto.Ogni giorno esco, più volte, perché c’è sempre da fare. Agorafobia, sembra una parola diversa adesso. A volte capita ancora di sentire quel mancamento d’aria e quella sensazione di oppressione guardando il cielo ma è molto diversa da quella di un tempo. Sto meglio, lo scrivo e fatico a crederlo. Il contesto in cui vivevo era davvero…

[animutate]

shoutout to a youtuber with like. a decent platform making a video about how flash isnt completely inaccessible maybe people will stop being annoying. peace and love

[lunaticamic]

un paio di parole sulla questione roccaraso

[gfrino]

Burgerella: Neue Website von ticinoWEB gestartet

[nejsemzezplzne]

Já, vida genovese: ooooo tam bude pesto

Já po přečtení, co tam opravdu je: 😮😧😨😦

Poslední dobou mě fascinuje jedna nejmenovaná pizzerie poblíž pražské stanice metra Ládví. Každý den se tam snaží mít v meníčku jednu pizzu na rajčatovém základě a jednu na bílém základě, ale je vidět, že u těch bílých už neví, co by tam dávali, tak tam jsou věci jako:

A nakonec ta, co mě inspirovala k vytvoření tohohle postu:

Jakože co?

[ilpianistasultetto]

Siamo al paradosso.. Nel nostro Paese abbiamo imprese che hanno ormai piu' della meta' della loro forza lavoro composta da immigrati ( ex irregolari); abbiamo imprese agricole che campano sulle spalle di una immigrazione completamente irregolare pagata 3-5 euro l'ora, quando va bene ; un'edilizia che senza questa gente sarebbe un ricordo come lo sono i dinosauri; grandi e piccoli proprietari immobiliari che affittano le loro case agli immigrati perche' rendono il doppio; ristoratori, pizzerie, alberghi e artigiani vari che senza quel tipo di manodopera non alzerebbero piu' le loro serrande; famiglie a cui servono domestici e badanti per curare le loro case e i loro anziani altrimenti sarebbe una catastrofe sociale ma poi, tutti insieme e tra scroscianti applausi, sono la base militante di un governo che ha come bandiera principale la cacciata degli stranieri dal sacro territorio italico, dando la colpa di "certe presenze indesiderate" ai partiti di sx. Un appoggio convinto e inossidabile. Dire paradosso lo trovo anche limitante. A me pare roba da alta psichiatria. Come e' da psichiatria una opposizione che non sa evidenziare certe condizioni di un popolo "chiagni e fotti", non sa usare l'arma del sarcasmo o non la vuole usare per non irritare il "buon patriota". Una come la Schlein non la sveglia nemmeno la tromba di Rin-tin-tin perche' non sa proprio di cosa parla e non conosce i trucchi del fare opposizione. Per esempio, il decreto flussi in approvazione. Cosa costa proporre un emendamento piccolo ma che puo' creare scompiglio? Visto che parliamo di manodopera da far venire in Italia richiesta dagli imprenditori, il documento principe dovrebbe essere il passaporto (o documento simile) e piu' di tutti, il visto d'ingresso. Sei entrato in Italia dopo la data di richiesta? Ok..Eri in Italia da prima o non hai un documento? Allora sei un clandestino! Niente regolarizzazione e il datore di lavoro multato per 10mila euro per non aver rispettato le norme di richiesta che vanno fatte solo per persone che arrivano dai loro Paesi di origine.... Ci vuole un genio per certe proposte come opposizione? Fa schifo vedere poi i fan di certe propagande barcollare come vecchi ubriachi e balbettare ma..ma..ma.. perche' sanno che il Paese andra' a catafascio senza certa manodopera? E dai, cavolo!! Svegliaa !!! @ilpianistasultetto

[der-papero]

Come scegli le pizzerie? tasso di soddisfazione?

Mah, non ho un criterio parascientifico, in genere mi affeziono a quelle che non mi deludono mai e vado sempre nelle stesse (atteggiamento che applico a quasi tutto nella mia vita). Diciamo che il tasso di soddisfazione è un parametro che pesa abbastanza.

Poi, da uno che vive in un paese dimenticato da Dio e dalla buona cucina c'è poco da scegliere :)

[simpingland]

Hi 👋😊, I think I finally have some ideas

Is it okay that I can send you some more ben plunkett requests? 😌

Can I please send you my first request?

Well the reader (fem pronouns) had a nightmare and he is just comforting her and is just super sweet to her. Please just fluff and maybe friends to lovers.

I thought about these prompts from this prompt list

"Lay your head on my shoulder and try to sleep."

"I'm going to be here when you wake up."

Please? Thank you 🥺😊🫂🫶

Sorry if it's too detailed 🙈

If you have some question or want another scenario, my messages and asks are always open 😌

Study routine// Ben Plunkett x fem!reader.

Summary: exams are on the corner, you and your best friend Ben have an excuse to spend more time together, just to study, right? Right???

Exam time was a bittersweet time for you. Many looked at you strangely when you said it, considering that for others, it was a time that was simply... bitter. But not everyone could understand that for you. This time meant something more. Those were the only weeks where you could spend the whole day locked in your room with Ben Plunkett. Usually, his visits to your house were accompanied by "keep the door open", "it's time to say goodbye, show Ben out the door" or embarrassing interactions between your mother and Ben where they always ended up making fun of you. But during exam time, your parents would let Ben spend the whole day in your room, with the door closed and no distractions. The good grades that followed the end of the school year had reassured your parents, and besides, you couldn't think of a better study partner.

You were going home straight from high school, taking the long way home so you could listen to all the music you couldn't listen to during study hours.

"We should order pizza today," Ben suggested.

"No, we had hamburgers for dinner yesterday, I feel bad for spending weeks feeding myself such greasy food..." You rebutted him. Ben gave you a sideways glance before smiling and denying.

"Stop pretending you don't think it's a dream to have pizza for dinner, breakfast, and snacks."

You smiled too but folded your arms.

"You're not denying me? Too bad, it would have been funny if you had refused only to tell you that I'm already turning to go to the pizzeri."

You let out a laugh, and when you were already ordering at the counter, you took the reins, ordering everything to your liking and knowing that Ben would hold out for whatever you ordered.

"Do you pay by card or cash?" The boy at the counter asked.

"I don't know, ask Ben."

And you stepped back, letting him talk to him. Ben turned to you with a panicked face and moved his lips to tell you voicelessly that he was going to kill you.

"With cash, please."

He put down the bill and put his arm around your neck, playfully shoving you and ruffling your hair as you laughed.

Your parents greeted Ben with their usual cheerfulness, and continued watching TV when they saw that you were ready to start studying. Of course, Ben had offered to give them one of the pizzas you had ordered, which your mother loved, your father accepted, your mother flatly declined, and your father declined almost immediately.

"You're a sweetheart, Ben..." your mother had said, and so you repeated it as soon as you closed the door.

"Of course I am, I bought you pizza."

"If we had salads for dinner, I would have bought them myself."

"Yeah, but you would have made me cry... and no amount of money can heal a broken heart."

"You underestimate the amount of money I would have paid to watch you passive aggressively poke lettuce while crying in a corner."

"You would have thrown money away because you could see me like that during visits to my aunt's house during Christmas."

You laughed and tossed him pen to ask him to start concentrating. You continued the afternoon as you did during studying, introducing and explaining subjects to each other, correcting each other, and in the case of algebra, watching youtube tutorials in silence. Studying with Ben was like a library session, with its silences and repetitions. After a day with him, all the time felt rewarding, and all the learning was useful. You also liked this time because it left you no room to think about the strange feelings your best friend aroused in you, you just enjoyed and studied, the doubts would come later. The pizza was delicious, although it was already cold, and Ben told you about last weekend when he was forced to visit his grandparents. When you went back to studying, the topic you had left to solve was one of the most difficult for you.

"Do you understand it yet?" he asked you after explaining it to you for the fourth time. You nodded, but your eyes glazed over. "Hey, hey, it's okay, I can explain it again..."

"It's just that it's a very important point, and I'm going to fail it..."

"No, you're not going to fail it because I'll make sure you understand it."

You smiled at him and watched him turn a little red. Suddenly moved again by your feelings, you had to look away from him, and you became aware of the whole mess running around the room.

"I'm going to throw away the pizza cartons. Do you want something from the kitchen?" You offered.

"No, but let me help you."

He came downstairs with you, and you were both surprised at the silence in the house. Your parents were chatting quietly in the kitchen, already in their pajamas.

"Wow..." you said, looking at them quizzically, "what time is it?"

"Half past eleven, honey," said your mother.

"Well, I'd better get going then," Ben seemed startled, tossing the empty boxes in the trash and intending to start packing up.

"Ben, wait!" You asked, and he stopped. And not knowing why you had that impulse, you turned to your parents for help. Your mother understood you instantly.

"You don't have to go...stay the night" she offered and you smiled at her gratefully. Ben hesitated, glanced at your father, who nodded in passing, he'd known Ben for a long time now, and looked back at you.

"Sure, if it's no trouble at all," he said at last.

"None. I just think it's a better idea if you don't keep studying. It's important to sleep to retain, " your mother assured him, looked back at you, and winked.

"It doesn't take much convincing to get me to stop studying," Ben joked.

You went back up to your room, set up the mattress with blankets and pillows that Ben had once used from previous sleepovers. Although you didn't remember that the last time he stayed over was a few years ago, and from your bed you saw how the blanket fell short, and his feet were sticking out. You laughed at the image, and he threw a pillow at you.

"Listen to your mother, go to sleep," he scolded.

"I can't...I'm afraid of the giant teenager who has snuck into my room," you told him in a little girl voice, something you knew irritated him.

"I'm more afraid of the farts you might bomb me with at night after pizzas."

Jokingly, you turned off the light, wished each other good night, and promptly fell asleep. Or at least he did. You fell into a terrible nightmare. You were walking along the road that led to the institute, at night and alone. It was cold, and you didn't seem to get anywhere, no matter how far you walked. Suddenly, a car appeared, and as it approached, you noticed that you recognized it, Ben's car. You were glad to see him, and he seemed to see you. He was speeding up to pick you up as soon as possible, and as he was approaching, the car was going too fast, and Ben couldn't stop. He had already left you behind when he disappeared into the darkness, without hearing you call out to him, and you began to scream and cry. Then you noticed shaking, your name, and when you opened your eyes, you saw Ben, illuminated by the little light from the window.

"Hey, hey...easy...wake up, it was just a bad dream..." he whispered to you.

"Ben...thank goodness..." You soothed, hugging him, which surprised him.

"Yes, I'm here. I heard you had a nightmare about me."

"You left me alone on the road, at night..." you told him, releasing him just a little.

"Some asshole I am in your subconscious, aren't I?"

He smiles at you, and you smiled back, somewhat embarrassed that you had woken him up. He wanted to go back to his bed, but your hesitation to let go of his hand made him think you might not want to. He was right. He lay down next to you.

"I hate having nightmares. Whenever I have one, I always have a worse one afterwards."

"You'll have to risk it, you need to rest" he insisted. "Lay your head on my shoulder and try to sleep."

You looked at him with sheepish eyes, afraid to dream about him again. He smiled at you, and some of his confidence rubbed off on you. After all, they were just dreams. You would forget about them in the course of the day. Ben kissed you on the forehead, something he had never done before, before whispering something to you.

"I'm going to be here when you wake up."

You didn't have any nightmares again, in fact, you woke up rested. It was Ben who had a little more trouble waking up. You watched him for a second...yes, you were definitely a little more in love with your best friend than you thought. You had to make a great effort not to think too much about that kiss on your forehead, and you were so nervous about your exams that you didn't notice how flushed Ben was when he remembered he was sleeping in your bed, you next to him. He had memorized the smell of your hair, and feeling your weight on his had lulled him into a sweet sleep he never wanted to wake up from.

Every exam you finished was a reason to get together, always giving each other a hug that attracted the eyes of all the classmates, you reviewed the subjects without being able to avoid being distracted, and Ben loved to review outdoors because the air stirred your hair and he had an excuse to put your hair back in place. You even felt sorry for yourself on the last day of exams, Ben was going to a family meal, and you were back to eating normal food, sleeping alone and spending the evening with people who weren't your best friends. The messages were constant, but never enough. You had just finished reading the approved notes from your email when you heard Ben's car pull up in front of your house. That one subjet that worried you the most, approved. You ran to greet him, shouting your A's into the air, and Ben responded with his in return. He grabbed you as soon as you approached, squeezing you against him, full of joy.

"This deserves a reward," you said.

"Have you missed pizza as your only food as much as I have?

No, you hadn't missed the pizza. You had missed him.

"Of course I have," you lied.

You let him order at his taste that time, which surprised him. You sat at one of the smaller tables, waiting to be served.

"I'm surprised you let me have so much freedom," Ben said, half smiling, half confused.

"Well, it's just that... you've really helped me a lot, what less than letting you choose.

"Helping you with what exactly?"

"Well...studying." You felt the colours rise in your cheeks.

"Just like you helped me study."

"Well... Ben, in general, you help me with everything. You make everything so... fun."

Now he was blushing. He stood closer to you.

"I hope you know that you make everything better too..."

"I'm a little annoying, maybe."

"A little," he joked. "And I like that I'm the one who sees that side of you."

"Really?"

"I really do. I love that you dream about me, even if I'm an asshole in it."

"Don't be silly, it was a nightmare precisely because you left me alone. And I just want you to be with me."

Your tone was much more serious. Your expression made it clear that you meant it, that your gratitude was a confession.

"You know what's funny? I dream about you too. But not when I sleep...I dream awake, imagining what we will say to each other when I pick you up from home, or what we will tell each other when we go out to eat together...I dream of spending the whole day with you and I am content to be with you for a while because it is...wonderful. But no matter how much I dream, nothing is better than being able to hug you and be by your side, even if it's only for five minutes between classes."

That's when you couldn't help but jump in for a kiss, cutting the distance between you two. A tender, long kiss, it felt new and yet so recognizable, like something that should have happened a long time ago. Luckily, it had just happened. You pulled away and watched as Ben smiled, an idea formulating in his head and joked.

"Too bad we have to wait for spring exams to spend the day together again."

You pushed him back with a laugh, but he moved his chair to stand next to you and kiss you again. Everything Ben did justified the fact that the pizzas he ordered were terrible.

A/N: sorry this took fucking forever, I gave up on writing here, I had a crisis over writing smuts. But I felt bad about abandoning this cuz I started writing it with a lot of love and I really like it. I think I'll write on tumblr again. Hope you like it, so sorry for the wait.

[fragiledewdrop]

No vabbè non puoi dirmi queste cose all'ora di pranzo però!

@fragiledewdrop replied to your post “gendery outfit”:

You look so freaking cool!!!!!! Love the shirt. The glasses too!

La voglio pur'io la pizza toscana 🤩

​Thanks ^-^

No vabbè è un posto che fa la pizza buonissima 🥺 sono sempre in dubbio se prendere quella o la pugliese (cime di rapa, acciughe e burrata) però. certo che anche la lombarda (salsiccia e zafferano) insomma. o la laziale con uovo guanciale e pecorino. o--

[cimicherrychanga]

domnule Matei Simigerie Pizzerie am venit sa cer mâna fiului vostru Covrig Cu Cedar in căsătorie

[k1ttssss]

“nie rozpowszejniajcie naszej spolecznosci!!🥺🥺”

to moze najpierw same sie tego nauczmy?

historia z przed kilku dni, siedzialam sobie w pizzeri kiedy zobaczylam jak jakas laska przeglada tumblr i POKAZUJE to wszystko (bonespo, zdjecia pocietych rak, itp.) swoim znajomym (widac bylo ze chuja mieli pojecia o tumblr i tych sprawdach, i byli tym szczerze obrzydzeni)

[starly0986251]

ok. 603 kcal zjedzone, chcialam 400 ale pojebalo mi sie w obliczeniach a jakbym tego nie zjadla to mama by cos zaczela mowic, jutro postaram sie mniej, zaraz sobie moze herbate zrobie albo cos do picia. Dzisiaj na wadze zoabczylam 49.6 wiec to na pewno jeszcze tresc jelitowa, jutro ide na urodizny kolezanki do pizzeri to zjem.moze z 1,5 kawalka i w domu powiem ze sie najadlam i nie jem kolacji. Czyli od teraz fast do jutra wieczora i woda, duzo wody

[autolesionistra]

L'altro giorno siamo andati a prendere un sapiente mix di affettati e formaggi dall'Omino dell'Alimentari di Montagna™. L'Omino dell'Alimentari di Montagna™ non lo vedevamo da un po', perché prima aveva un negozio a Montepuffo, il paesino che frequentiamo saltuariamente, poi ne ha aperto uno a Roccaganza dove c'è un po' più di giro.

Dopo i saluti di rito siamo passati al gossip catastrofista altrettanto di rito, che a Montepuffo sta chiudendo tutto e nessuno apre più esercizi commerciali, e lui faceva eco che a Roccaganza tirano solo ristoranti e pizzerie e molti negozi stanno chiudendo pure lì.

Poi ha detto "guarda che quando smette la nostra generazione, qui chiude tutto" e si è messo a scuotere la sua testa tutta tonda che sembrava precisa ad un pezzo di pancetta arrotolata che stava nel bancone "Cosa vuoi, che mia figlia continui qui? È una vita di sacrifizio. io avrò pure messo via qualche soldino, ho la casa, ma i sabati e le domeniche son sempre stato qui. Non ho più amici. I miei amici sabato e domenica vanno in giro. Io vado in giro in bicicletta il lunedì mattina perché son chiuso, o quando posso lasciare un po' il negozio a mia figlia. Mi son messo a portarmi dietro l'accetta e a ripulire i sentieri, tanto son da solo, cosa vuoi che faccia."

E io non sapevo molto cosa dire, avrei solo voluto accarezzargli un po' la testa tonda a forma di pancetta arrotolata o offrirmi di fare un giro con lui lunedì mattina ma dovevo tornare a Bologna e sarei comunque svenuto dopo tre pedalate in salita.

[spookikookiboo]

Officer Dunn -FNAF Alternate Universe

@pudim-16-world asked " How does Dunn possess Glamrock Freddy in this AU?"

This was a really good question and one I wanted to tackle in semi-comic form. The version of events that lead to Officer Dunn possessing Glamrock Freddy are ones I have put my own twist on based loosely on the FNAF novel The Silver Eyes by Kira Breed-Wrisley and Scott Cawthon.

In my opinion Officer Dunn was a character that had a lot of potential and had an excellent base for true and meaningful motives that could have driven him and the FNAF lore forwards.

I’ll start with some background. Officer Robert ‘Bobby’ Dunn was new to the department in Hurricane, Utah. At the start of his career he had taken on a number of cold cases. One of which being Hurricane Utah’s most infamous, the disappearances of 5 children at local pizzeria, Freddy Fazbear’s.

Bobby dug into the evidence surrounding the events that transpired. He began investigating further, which led him to the doorstep of the then closed building that had once been operating as the restaurant in question. He made multiple trips to Freddy Fazbear’s and was able to uncover old files, blueprints of the building among other documents. All of which aided in fleshing out missing details from the original report.

The chief of police found out about Bobby’s ventures and advised against his continued digging. He was worried for his officer’s safety in a building that was legally condemned by the city. Despite this however Dunn returned to the restaurant, feeling he needed to take one last look.

It was raining hard the night Officer Dunn arrived at the rundown establishment. Upon going inside he had the strangest feeling that he was being watched. Bobby made his way to the back office, in the hopes of retrieving files that may have been left behind. Employee records, spreadsheets, checkbooks, anything.

The next thing he knew his throat felt like it was burning and he couldn't breathe. The last thing he saw…was a rabbit. Decrepit and laughing wildly as it loomed over him while he bled out on the dirty checkered floor. Bobby’s world went dark… The moment that he was self aware he found himself standing in that office. With no concept of how much time had passed or- what happened to him. Thinking it had all been a strange dream he attempted to leave but each time he tried he would wind up right back where he started… in the office.

Bobby soon met them. The little ones. The children who had gone missing. First there was one…the bravest. Then there were two. Soon he was in the presence of more.

They were scared...Bobby realized almost like he had forgotten- that they were the reason he had come here. Any relief Bobby had felt by finding them evaporated when he realized they were like him. Gone…just not entirely.

Over time Bobby gained their trust, learned their names and heard their stories.

Each child had met the same golden rabbit dressed in purple who lured them away from their families and led them to their end. Bobby promised them that no matter what happened… he would protect them. He would not leave them and that somehow…he would see justice carried out.

They stuck together from that day forward, becoming some version of a family. Bobby had always wanted children and they needed him. The officer took it upon himself to ensure nothing happened to any of them. The children showed him the suits that their bodies had been hidden inside of. One of them… the bravest, had excitedly shown how he could manipulate the robot itself. Making it talk and do exactly as he wanted rather than whatever it had been programmed to do.

The Animatronics were their safe space, the item they felt secure to hide away in. Bobby, having not been stuffed into a suit at his end, had the freedom to move about where he saw fit…on an endless security patrol. After all, he had no reason to hide.

The case files that Bobby had looked into, stated that five children had gone missing from the Pizzeria but he had only met four. Gabriel who resided within Bonnie, Susie who remained within Chica, Fritz who hid inside of Foxy and Cassidy who took up residence inside Freddy. Cassidy was the only child who ever hid from Bobby, wanting nothing to do with him. She was aloof and untrusting. Angry and spiteful. She had died on her birthday and she definitely asserted herself to be the ringleader of the others at least for a time.

At first Cassidy would use the Freddy suit like the others but eventually she seemed to vanish entirely. Losing interest in the suit like a child outgrowing a toy. They all looked for her but never came back to them. It almost seemed as though she did not want to be found.

Bobby had thought maybe she had…passed on. Moved on, perhaps found peace? At least that is always what he had hoped was true. Though he was not entirely sure, sometimes he thought he could still hear her. Eventually with her absence persisting and the children wishing him to stay closer to them Bobby begain to occupy the Freddy Animatronic.

He has been inside every sense. Every rendition the mascot has undertaken , every upgrade. It's still him. Hiding like the rest of them. In plain sight but unseen.

Over the past forty years Dunn was able to put together the full story. Which quickly became stranger than fiction .

One of the founders of Fazbear Entertainment, William Afton, was responsible for the murder and disappearance of the children, Officer Dunn and countless others who had worked for the company. He was tried and acquitted of all charges…found not guilty by the courts due to the lack of evidence. Meaning he got away with it. He got away with all the lives he stole.

The justice system failed…but karma seemed to come back around for Afton. In a fitting twist of fate that man who had dismembered and stuffed the bodies of small children into the suits of animatronics met his end inside of one. He died…but he didn’t leave. He remained inside that crumpled bunny suit until Bobby walked into that office. Giving him a new victim.

William Afton’s soul lives on…free from meeting the justice for his actions and free to continue his twisted experiments within the catacombs of the pizzaplex. The children’s souls can not truly be at rest until he is gone for good and Officer Dunn has sworn to put an end to this cycle once and for all. Protecting everyone to the best of his ability, as he swore to do when he first donned the badge.

~Spooki🖤

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