The First Chop
This is the start of my Lorax x FNAF fanfic. Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
*a phone rings*
"uh, hello?" an arrogant voice says picking up the phone. The Onceler (Oncie) has no need to be arrogant anymore, he lost his factory, his family, and his lover the Lorax. "Hello... you've reached the Onceler."
*a cough is heard on the other line*
"Oh... we know who you are... Onceler. We have a job for you, another way to make some money"
This voice is gravely, almost robotic in tone and syntax. The hollowness in the voice would send shivers down the spine of a typical person, but not Oncie.
"Oh really?" the skeptical Oncler retorts, "I'll be there, fax me the info..."
"will do little man...hurmp" the strange voice saucily whispers.
Oncie hangs up the phone, and crosses to the mud room to get his axe. He stops before grabbing the hilt of his wooden friend, he sees an old photo hanging on the wall. It is of him and the Lorax before they separated. His yellow facial hair pops against the cheeto dust orange of his illustrious fur. A tear paints the face of the Onceler as he grabs his axe and chops down the picture with such ferocity that his entire house stands still for 13 seconds.
Oncie begins his journey after grabbing the address from the fax machine. "Pizza? Why would anyone need a full security guard for a pizza restaurant? Aren't there cameras that can be used... whatever I need the cash" Oncie ponders as he pulls into the lot of the proud and ominous Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
He is told through the fax to enter the building, lock the doors, go to the security office, and wait for a phone call. Oncie does this to a T. A phonecall never comes.
Oncie does not know this, but the phone lines have been chomped to bits. This is not the norm.
"Hello??!! I'm getting annoyed urghhh!"
Oncie stands up and begins to leave, this wasn't worth his time.
*the lights go out*
*distored moans are heard from the left of Oncie*
out of nowhere a creature of metal and wire pops up in front of Oncie, slowly walking forward. He grabs the scrawny yet supple arms of Oncie and leans in close. The mysterious animatronic takes a big sniff and squeezes Oncies body. Oncie lets out a puff of air as he squirms to get free.
There is a pause of silence and stillness.
It speaks.
"Hello Little Man"
