OK HELLO CHILDRENS, IT'S STORY TIME.

(Still both Onimikeler stories. Second one features Jeremy the weeaboo)

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Prompt 1: "Whenever person A tries to get intimate with person B, person C interrupts"

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"What are you doing?" Tyler asked,having walked into the living room after just getting home from work. It was 5:00 pm, and Mike was sure to get home any time now.

Onity sat with his arms and legs spread out on the couch. He yawned, then smirked when he saw Tyler walk in.

"I'm sunbathing."

"The suns not on you."

"Oh. Well then... I'm just bathing then...without the sun."

Tyler rolled his eyes. "Well, I don't see you in any water."

Onity paused, then a stupid smirk appeared on his face, and Tyler realized the mistake he had made.

"Yeah, but i'm still pretty wet."

"Onity!" Tyler huffed, shaking his head in disappointment.

"COME ON, TYLER!" Onity sat up,laughing.

Tyler began to turn around to walk into the other room, but Onity laid back down on the couch, crossing his arms. He made a grunt sound, stopping Tyler.

"What's your problem?" Tyler asked,looking back at Onity.

"I've been all by my self this whole day. Actually, this whole week. It's friidaayyyyy, Tylllerrrr. Don't leaaave meee." Onity frowned.

"Im just going into the other room."Tyler replied.

"Noooo that's too farrrr." Onity reached out his arms lazily to Tyler.

"So is this far enough then?" Tyler asked, still on the other side of the room.

"Nooo! Come closer!" Onity huffed.

"I'm not moving, you have to come here." Tyler said, standing still in his spot.

Onity frowned. He didn't wanna move.The couch was very comfy. But He also wanted Tyler to be closer and was that worth it? Probably. Onity rolled off the couch, onto the floor, before standing up. Tyler watched as the lazy thing walked towards him. And without hesitation, Onity grabbed Tyler, picking the smaller one off the ground and into his arms, bridal style.

"Well it looks like you're willing to give up the lazy act." Tyler noted.

"shUSH, NERD! LET'S GO!" Onity yelled,

Onity then turned back around and walked back towards the couch, pretty much throwing Tyler onto the couch.

"-HEY!" Tyler said, nearly hitting his head on the end of the couch.

"SHUUUUUUSHHHH" Onity continued.

Tyler laid there, tired from the long week of work. He just wanted a soda and to watch TV but it wasn't like Onity was gonna leave him alone. It was something he had to quickly get used to after beginning to live with the nonhuman.That and the uncomfortable feeling when he SITS ON TOP OF YOU.

"You're heavy!" Tyler said. "Did you gain a few pounds?"

"No!" Onity replied.

"Sure feels like it."

"SHUUUUUSHHH"

And then Onity leaned down to kiss Tyler, eventually leading to them makin out on the couch. They didn't hear it, but the front door opened and closed, and Mike had just gotten home from work. When Mike walked into the living room, he saw the two on the couch, Onity's hands down Tyler's shirt. The two still didn't notice the third, until the third spoke up.

Mike smiled. "Anybody seen the tv remote?"

"SHUUUUUSH" Onity hissed, taking a break from the kissing to hiss at him.

Mike rolled his eyes and walked off to go feed the cat and what not, which was honestly something Onity should have done but Onity forgets half the time they even have a cat. When he walked back into the living room, he had the tv remote in his hands.

"Guuyssss, my shows about to come on,be quite!" Mike said, walking over to the couch.

"SHUUUUSSSH" The two just shushedhim.

"Ruuddee." Mike replied, and then sat down on the couch, taking the remote, and balancing it on Onity's back. He waited a few seconds before starting to laugh.

"What are you doing?" Onity got up and looked back at Mike.

"What's it look like?" Mike asked,getting the remote before it fell. "Im trying to change the channel."

"You're not even facing the TV!"

"Well i'm looking at whats playing out on my couch and I honestly don't like it, I wanna change the channel."

"To what?" Onity sighed.

"OOOOOOHHHHH" Tyler got it before Onity, then smirked and whispered to Onity. "Geetttt himmmm."

"Wha?"

"You're both morons." Mike laughed,placing the remote on the floor and then pulling Onity into his lap,off of Tyler.

"HEY!" Onity huffed.

"You're mean to leave me out" Mike huffed.

"THANK YOU MIKE for getting him off of me! Doesn't he feel like he's gained weight!?" Tyler laughed.

"SHUSH!" Onity huffed.

Mike just shrugged. And then they all made out.

Then end.

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Prompt 2: Jeremy visits the Onimikeler house...and....welp.

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It was another long week for Onity. Both and Mike and Tyler had work every day this week, and so they were gone most of the day. Onity was used to this, and he'd either sit around lazily watching TV or go for a walk or something. He could entertain himself, after all. But today was different. Today was a day that Onity would never live down.

Now Onity's nonhuman kind have blood thirsty urges, and because he's in the human world, he can't satisfy them without getting into major trouble. He was doing good at keeping his urges under control for the last few months, but he had noticed they were getting a bit stronger. It worried him a lot. A few nights ago he was able to take a walk and clam himself down while the moon shined above him, but this time was different. It was day time and he was alone in the house, as long as you don't count the cat.

So today Onity had to painfully hold back his urges. He couldn't kill anything, and especially not in daylight. He sat in the corner of the kitchen, currently trying to hold down his right arm, as it had turned dark as his fingers turned to claws. This was something he could normally do on his own, but right now it was something his body was trying to do on it's own. For awhile, he was doing good at holding his arm down as it lusted for blood, but it wasn't gonna work forever. Eventually, Onity's mouth watered at the thought of blood. As the clock ticked by, it got worse and worse.

And then he heard it. He didn't know the time, but he heard a knock. A knock at the front door. Onity's heart raced. He wanted to answer it. But he couldn't. He shouldn't. Not like this. Not on the very edge of killing something or anything that moved. Onity sat there, waiting for the knocking to stop. For a moment, he thought it did, and for a moment, he felt a bit calmer.But then it started again, and then a voice was heard from the other side of the door.

"H-hello?"

Onity's eyes widen. Oh god no. He knew exactly who was at the door, and it was someone rather important. It wasn't Tyler or Mike, but rather a very close friend. Onity wasn't going to do anything. But thats what he planned. He found himself standing up. It was his blood lust driving him towards the door. Before he walked out of the kitchen, his still human hand grabbed onto the end of the doorway, and he tried to hold himself back.

"O-Onity, are you home?" The voice asked again. "..Maybe he's out today."

Onity felt himself let go of the doorway and continue weakly walking towards the door. Onity was more frightened then anything at the moment. As the person on the other side of the door was about to turn away, Onity yelled something,which would end up to doing him more bad then good.

"J-Jeremy! Run away!" He yelled out, but that only made Jeremy stop and turn back towards the door.

"O-Onity!?" Jeremy's now worried voice called. "A-are you okay in there!?"

Onity stopped, and he tried to back away. But he couldn't. And then he heard the door unlock.

"I'm coming in!" Jeremy said, and the younger friend walked into the house.

Now Onity liked being in the house with the door locked, and Mike and Tyler felt better being away from the house with it being locked anyway. While those three all had a key to it, their friend Jeremy did as well. Jeremy visited often, and when all three of them were gone for a trip or something, he'd feed the cat and make sure everything was okay. He was pretty much the trio's closest friend. Jeremy was so supportive of the three and nice and kind to be around. He'd had history with them before, having being Mike's Ex, too. But of course, he was that kind of ex that would still be awesome in every other way after the break up. There was hardly any flaw to the boy, and it was all this that would leadto a terrible end.

"Onity? S-Should I call Mike? You don't look okay." Jeremy looked at Onity, who was shaking.

Onity shook his head."Y-you....You...ah...you need to...t-to.."

But he couldn't finished his sentence.Though Jeremy had pretty much gotten the message, and was backing out while taking his phone out, it was already too late. Onity lost control of himself, and faster then any human, he was able to jump behind Jeremy and close the front door. The door slammed shut and Jeremy turned to see Onity, who looked like a mess. He was drooling and his claws stretched out. Any look of fright had left Onity, and now he had the eyes of a hungry monster.

Jeremy couldn't speak. He did what he knew best, and ran. He started typing in a number into his phone while running somewhere. He found the bathroom and ran inside,locking the door. Maybe it wasn't the best place, but he was never the best at thinking quickly. He had nearly gotten killed many times when he worked with Mike at Freddy's. He finished typing in the number and hit call just as he heard Onity outside the door.

Jeremy held the phone to his ear,and he looked around for anything. He saw that there was a small window above the bathtub, one that was a bit small, but probably something he could use to escape. But it was risky. He didn't know i fit would be easy opening the window, if it could even be opened, and Onity was hitting the wooden door he sat in front of. And Mike wasn't answer the phone fast enough.

He had no time to act, as the wooden door was already breaking. Jeremy got as far from the door as he could, stepping into the tub, standing, shaking, with the phone to his ears. He watched as the door handle was broken, and with a small push, Onity was able to get inside. Jeremy met eyes with Onity, and he knew there was nothing he could do for him.

"Hello? Jeremy?"

Jeremy shifted where he stood, not keeping his eyes off Onity as he held the phone.

"O-oh, Hey Mike!" Jeremy was stuck,unsure of what exactly to say. Onity stepped forward, and Jeremy flinched.

"Are you okay? You don't sound good.What's wrong?" Mike asked. He could literally hear the fear in Jeremy's voice. It was a horrid reminder of their days as a night guard.

Jeremy cleared his throat."H-hey...Mike...?"

Onity frowned. He got closer and closer to the trembling young adult.

"Jeremy! Where are you?!" Mike's voice grew louder.

Jeremy was about to reply, but the monster in front of him shoved Jeremy against the wall, and Jeremy dropped the phone, falling to a sitting position in the tub. His head hurt, and was probably bleeding. He looked from Onity to the phone,and heard yelling form the phone. Mike must of heard him getting hurt. Jeremy ignored Onity, and reached for the phone, his arm shaking in pain. He didn't hold it up to his ear, but he held it close enough to where he could he heard. He looked back up to Onity,who was only moments away from ending it.

"It's not his fault..." Jeremy told Mike, and then dropped the phone.

The next thing Mike heard was screaming. There were other noises, but mostly screaming. Mike's heart raced and he didn't know what to do. He didn't know where Jeremy was, but he knew that it was Jeremy who was screaming. Mike,who probably looked like a dear in headlights to his co-workers,stood up, and his near by co-workers turned to see his horrified face. Mike listened as the screams stopped, and for awhile, it was quiet.

"Mr.Schmidt? What's wrong?" One of the co-workers asked.

"I...I don-..." Mike shook his head. "Call 911. Please."

"On it!" The co-worker said, and went to the nearest work phone.

Mike turned back to the phone, still getting stared at from his co-workers. There was nothing more from the other side of the line, and Mike was about to close the line, but something he swore he heard bothered him. Out of the silence, he swore he heard crying. A soft crying. But it was crying. Mike felt  tears come to his own eyes as he stopped the call.

Mike shook, sitting back in his chair. His boss walked out to see him. He looked worried.

"Are you alright?" His boss asked.

"I....I don't know." Mike shook his head, and he turned on his phone again to call another number.

His boss watched as Mike put the phone to his ears and waited. They waited, and Mike didn't get an answer.

"Who are you calling now?" His boss asked.

Mike was calling the house. And he wasn't getting an answer. Mike knew that Jeremy would often visit their house, and so it was one place to check. Now Onity could be out of the house or playing music or video games, which was what Mike wanted to believe. But he wasn't getting an answer. It that scared him. He stopped the call, and tried another number.

"Hello?"

"T-Tyler!" Mike was so glad Tyler picked up. "I need you to try calling the house."

"Woah woah, what's wrong?" Tyler asked.

"Tyler, I think Jeremy's dead!"Mike found himself saying, maybe a little too loud.

His boss frowned. "Mike, you should go home. You don't need to stay here the rest of the day."

Mike turned to his boss, who nodded his head. Mike sighed, and his co-worker came back with a work phone in her hands.

"911 is on the line, but you should talk to them now." She said.

Mike nodded his head. "Please call Onity. Call me back, please. Something happened and I'm worried."

"Got it, Got it." Tyler replied."You be safe."

"Goodbye." Mike said, and hung up.He put his phone in his pocket, and then took the one from the co-worker. He then reported everything that just happened to the police. He gave them what he heard, as well as Jeremy's phone number.Maybe they could track the location down? He wasn't sure, but after that, he was headed home.

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Mike got home to find what he hoped he wouldn't. He pulled up into a drive way that already had a car init. It was, of course, Jeremy's car. Onity didn't have one, and Tyler would either be driven to work by Mike or would take a bus/taxi. This wasn't good at all. He stepped out of his car, and stopped at the front door. His phone went off in his pocket, and he decided to answer it before going inside.

"Hey, Mike?" It was Tyler. "I didn't get an answer. I'm getting off work, so ill be home in a few.You alright?"

Mike sighed. "I'm just about home.Well, I am home, but Tyler, Jeremy's car is in the driveway."

Tyler was silent for a moment.

"You shouldn't go in by yourself.W-wait for me, okay? I'll be there soon."

Mike agreed. "Alright."

Mike sat on the porch, waiting impatiently for Tyler to get home. It took longer then Mike wanted,but when Tyler finally got home, he was more worried then before. The two joined at the porch, and then stepped into the house. It was horribly quiet.

"Onity?!" Mike called out into the house.

"Hey, Onity, we're home early!"Tyler said, but even that didn't get a reply.

The two walked around, peeking into the kitchen and the living room, not seeing or hearing anything. The two looked around until the found themselves walking down the hallway the lead to the back of the house. There, the saw the bathroom, but saw the light was on and the door wasn't in place. The two hurried to the doorway, and looked in.

Inside the bathroom, they saw a mess. A bloody mess, to be exact. The bathtub was red, and leaning against the back wall was Jeremy. He laid motionless, covered in red.Sitting on the floor, their head resting on the side of the bathtub,was Onity. His head was hidden in his arms, and at first, he looked motionless too. But the two stepped in, and walked over, Tyler sitting down and looking over at Onity.

"O-Onity....?"

Tyler hesitated, but he pushed Onity's shoulder, trying to get him to move. He was clearly breathing, but he wasn't reacting to them. Was he asleep? Mike watched as, eventually, Onity did move his head. He didn't look at them, but now that they could see his face, it was clear he was the one who was crying. He looked like a mixture of emotions. Scared,terrified, guilty. After a few moments of silence, Tyler realized he was about to cry again.

"W-what happened, Onity?" Tyler asked.

Onity shook his head, hiding his face again.

"I-It's my fault! It's all my fault!"He cried into his arms.

Tyler tried to comfort Onity, and Mike watched. He was unsure how to feel. And then he remembered Jeremy's last words. He told Mike that it wasn't his fault. He was probably talking about Onity. And Mike believed that. Onity wouldn't kill or hurt Jeremy, but of course there was always something Onity couldn't control. Jeremy probably found Onity while Onity was dealing with his blood thirsty urges. Onity probably felt horrible. He probably thinks that he will never be forgiven.

"It's not your fault, Onity." Mike said.

Onity shook his head.

"I killed him. I killed you best friend. Why would you say that?" Onity asked, stilling hiding himself in his arms. "Who'd ever forgive a monster like me?"

Mike hesitated.

"It's not your fault." Mike said again. "I'm pretty sure that's what he told me on the phone."

Onity's eyes widen. He couldn't remember everything from what had happened, but he did remember seeing Jeremy with a phone, right before he died.

"If he can forgive you, then I don't see why I shouldn't." Mike continued. "Those were his last words,after all."

Onity continued to cry, and Tyler continued to sit with him, trying to calm him down. Tyler looked backup at Mike.

"What are we going to do about this?"He asked.

Mike blinked away a few of his own tears.

"I...I don't know, but we'll figure it out." He replied. He honestly had no clue what to do at all.

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