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William wouldn’t let the motherfucker get away from it. He had to live, and he had to suffer, too. He wouldn’t leave William to rot alone so he can sit upon a cloud or whatever people did to watch the living when they die and fucking laugh at him. That wouldn’t happen. He would keep that motherfucker here with him at all costs. By his side, with his guidance and helping hand. William lets himself remember how they were years before looking at him now. To tell the absolute truth, William always hated Henry. Too self-pitying, too driven for all the wrong reasons, too ignorant, and too weak. Yet William also found himself having a connection with Henry that he’d never had with anybody before. A genuine long-lasting friendship with another man his age. He’d never seen it in anyone else, no matter how he’d searched.
William Afton gets into a fight with his wife, gets chased out, and drunk drives his way to his best friend's house exactly three weeks after murdering his daughter at 3 AM. This does not go over so well.
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- Part 3 of Megalomaniac
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When it first began, Michael had hidden his goodies in his drawers. The bedside drawer, the clothing drawer, the sock drawer. In that order. A no-brainer. Easy enough. Then he started hiding it under the mattress. Then he cut a hole underneath it and hid it inside the mattress. Then it was in his bookcase. He cut the pages out of a book and hid the weed in the fucking hole where there was supposed to be paper once. That one, in particular, was William’s favorite. Occasionally, just to keep him on his toes, he’d take them while he was asleep-or if he was brave enough, while he doomed Michael to his chores just in the other room.
What was he going to do? Tell his dad? “Dad, I keep hiding my pot in a new spot every day, and it always magically vanishes when I turn my back”. Yeah, Michael stayed quiet about it. And so did William, for ages.
William Afton gets caught stealing his son's weed after a lifetime of doing it. They bond over it, questionably enough.
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- Part 2 of Megalomaniac
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The drone of the soap opera continues in the background as William Afton examines his firstborn son. Michael is lounging sideways, spread out like a starfish. His leg is propped up on the footrest at the end of the sofa while his other foot is propped on the armrest. He looks tired. Too tired for a boy that works 6 hours a day and is still in damned high school. And the girly makeup that rims his eyes certainly does not help it. Michael tended to dress peculiarly, while his father preferred to keep things practical. Eyeliner? Seriously? It did not complement his boy’s eyesore of a diner uniform in the slightest.
He’s wrinkled and dirtied his uniform by keeping it on after work.
William taps his shoe against the floorboards. Arms crossed, a frown pulling at his lips, and a fixed glare. Michael does not seem all too concerned in the slightest, despite his father's clear distaste, and continues watching. Crunching on his popcorn.
William Afton attempts to get his eldest son to do his chores and to stop sitting on his ass. This does not go over so well.
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- Part 1 of Megalomaniac
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William Afton ruins his life: The series
A series of William Afton centric one shots. Not set in chronological order. Updates every month or whenever I feel like it.
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