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blow enough smoke to punch a hole in the ozone by murlocks
Fandoms: Five Nights at Freddy's
12 Jul 2025
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"Please tell me you could at least afford a bedframe, too." The teasing lilt in the man's voice is almost more than Arnold can handle after being awake for this long.
"What? Dispatch, I'm not that broke."
"I know how much they pay you."
"Yes," he sighs, "I do in fact own a bedframe, Dispatch." Stops for a moment. Considers. "It is only a twin, though."
"Shit, Arnie," Dispatch laughs, the late – early – late? hour leaving him loose and carefree. "You're making me feel bad. Am I supposed to offer up my own bed for you? I could let you sleep all curled up at the foot of it, like a dog. Y'know, if you're good," he nearly purrs, and Arnold thanks the Lord above that Fazbear hasn't thought to install cameras overlooking the driver's seats of these vans, yet, because he feels his entire face flash red-hot in an instant.
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Arnold's not even sure how he made it out of that building alive, and he's even less sure what he's supposed to do now that he's managed it. Luckily, Dispatch — the real Dispatch, he can tell this time — is more than willing to provide some much-needed guidance. And some extra help, when Arnold needs it.

