The cult of Dionysus

I'm feeling devious

You're looking glamorous

Let's get mischievous

And polyamorous

Wine and women and wonderful vices

Welcome to the cult of Dionysus

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Y/N woke up from her sleep in a cold sweat,nearly forgetting what happened last night. Her hair was a tangled mess and her nail polish was chipped,she had guessed she bit her nails last night. She rubbed the sleepy from her eyes a bit and pushed the covers aside to open her window,plaid pants tickling her legs a tiny bit.

She looked in the mirror mounted to her wall above the desk,eyes red and puffy. Had she been crying? Everything was too..fuzzy to comprehend. She slipped on her white bunny slippers and walked down the stairs. Creaking,again. She hated that.

She walked downstairs to see her mother still not home,no breakfast on the table. She hasn't been home for a few days now,and she had told y/n nothing. No note,no text,no call,nothing. Y/N decided on not eating anything,her stomach could wait,as she was having pizza and such today anyways. Wait,oh yeah,the party is soon,right? Y/N checked her calendar, Saturday,November 1st,[redacted].

She then looked at her clock,roughly 11:00,she couldn't read the analog well,it was always confusing,especially when it was this early for her. She walked upstairs,again,that ugly creaking. It was like there was another weight on the stairs making more noise,but there wasn't. Y/N walked upstairs,hand resting on the gold knob to her mother's room,turning It slowly.

Inside,it was bright as the morning sun was beaming down,her bed was fully made and room was clean,as If she had anticipated on leaving. Y/N grew concerned and headed back to her own room to call her mother. She unlocked it and pressed call.

*ring..ring*

She picked up.

"Mom,where are you? What's going on?" She asked sadly. She could hear laughing from the other line. "Sorry hon,I forgot to tell you,I'm out with a guy I met! We've been having so much fun I forgot! I'll be home soon,don't worry." Her mother said,a sense of child likeness in her voice.

"O-okay? I'm heading to Fredbears for a friend of mines party and-" fredbears? Honey be careful,you know what happened there." Her mother said.

"I-I know,I had to see..I had to see it." She cleared her throat. "It's okay,I'll stay safe. It's just a birthday party."

Time skip

Y/N's POV

I stood in front of the entrance to Fredbears,Michaels hand holding mine,his fluffy hair flowing in the November wind. He smirked and said "let's go cause some anarchy." While taking my hand and rushing inside. Michael held a foxy mask in his hand and

It was cracked slightly,taped by just clear tape and a white glue.

He had a permanent smirk on his face as we walked inside to see three other children around the same age as me and Michael,all holding animatronic masks. Not taped like Michaels however,I wonder what happened to it. I snapped back to reality for a moment to see Michael shaking hands with all of his friends.

"Hey who's the chick? She's just staring." The one holding the Bonnie mask wearing a red shirt asked Michael,or seemingly the room,he didn't seem to be looking at anything specific,like when you're at school and you space out when doing a test. "This is Y/N,she's here if anything goes south. Y/N,these are my partners in crime,

George" he pointed to the Bonnie mask one.

"Oliver" he pointed to the one holding the Freddy mask.

"And Reece." He pointed to the one in the Chica mask.

"Nice to meet all of you..!" I said nervously,not liking all the stares coming from them. They all waved and said hello,then them and Michael went into a huddle and discussed something. There was sweat running down his neck and I could see it soaking his shirt as his back bent. Was he also nervous? My cheeks heated up at the though of him all nervous,blushin-

What the hell was that y/n?

You know better.

I walk to a table where Chris was sitting alone with the same man from the first time at,smiling warmly. They both looked at me as I approached,Chris' eyes puffy from crying earlier. "Happy birthday,Chris!" I said,giving him a high five. "Thank you..y/n.." he said through sniffles. The older man with brown hair looks at me and smiles benevolently.

"You must be y/n,Williams kids talk to me about you all the time!" He said. They talked about me? I don't know if I'm happy or worried. "Oh-that's sweet! What's your name?" I ask him,he's still smiling,like a drawn on smile forced to be there by a lonely artist,masking everything. "I'm Henry,Henry Emily. It's nice to meet you." He shakes my hand warmly,I feel a sense of sorrow from his aura.

-Time skip-

I glance over to Michael and his friends,enjoying the party and eating pizza,cups full of fizzy soda halfway full. They were laughing and smiling,seeing Michael like this—happy,—made something warm light up inside my chest. I smile at the sight and look at the animatronics performing,a little girl with an orange dress and same coloured hair tied into pigtails standing in front of the springbonnie animatronic,mesmerized by its movements.

I look over to Michael again,the party music seeming more like a deadly ambience in a horror film as him and his friends huddle around Chris,smirking devilishly.

He never told me what kind of prank.

I grew concerned as they used all their strength to pick him up,Chris crying and screaming for his mother. She isn't there however. Never was really. Tears strained Chris' striped shirt as he begged and cried out,Michael and his friends inching closer to the fredbear animatronic.

"Hey guys! Looks like my little brother wants to get even closer to fredbear!" Michael says as his friends laugh at the remark,but..I don't laugh at all.

They get closer and Chris screams even more.

"Hey,looks like he wants to give fredbear a biiig kiss!!" Michael says,moving the smaller male to fredbears animatronic mouth.

No,what's happening?

This doesn't seem friendly at all.

Is this going to trigger PTSD?

All the boys laugh and smile wide,menacingly. My stomach churns,I'm nervous,too nervous. I need to relax,certainly nothing bad will happen,it's just a silly prank like older brothers do.

I run towards Michael and watch as his friends open fredbears jaw,shoving Chris' forehead inside. Muffled screams are heard. "Hey father,look! He's so helple-"

Crush.

Blood is everywhere,spouting from fredbeards mouth,dropping off of Chris' elbows and onto Michael and I's clothes. I grip his hand tight and hear no more screams.

Michael falls to the ground,sobbing,shaking,screaming at the horrid sight of blood and a bit of human insides. Disgusting. Tears fall from my face,everyone screams. The parents,the kids,Michaels friends but I..

I stay silent.

"It was just a prank! It was supposed to just be a prank! What the fuck? Oh god no,he has to still be alive!" Michael cried as the other boys and their parents run out of the building in fear. The churning in my stomach stops,now it's just pure and utter pain in my heart,like an arrow was shot through it but not in the good way at all.

Michael pulled me to the ground with him,looking into my eyes with a runny nose and crying eyes. He sobs and wraps his arms around me,I reciprocate the action. "Michael..I promise you..

I'll be by your side forever. Through everything.

We...we can get through this. Chris will live..I know he will.."

I say,kissing him on the cheek and making soothing motions on his back and he plays with my hair,crying on my shoulder.

The next things I heard and saw were sirens, a rushed ride to the hospital and more tears...also..

Very specific words of affection..

"I love you,my peach..."

To me..

And also..

"I know you can't hear me..I'm sorry.."

To Chris..

And a loud beeping noise of a flatline