You were in your apartment thinking about how to spend your $150. You were interrupted by knocking at your door. You assumed it was the landlord. You walked over to the door. You opened it and started in shock. You quickly shut the door, locked it, and hid in your closet. Why is Freddy here?! You thought. Then flashbacks came back about your Co-worker. Your door slammed open. "Hey hey hey!" Freddy said. " come and play!" You were scared to death. You had your phone with you. Do I call the police? You thought. Your phone rang your Hollywood Undead ringtone and it was your boss. You quickly answered it hoping Freddy didn't hear. "Boss help me." You whispered out. "Lets eat!" Chica said. Freddy opened your closet door. "Party time."
2 years later.
Investigators were trying to dying out who killed the last security guard. You couldn't help but giggle knowing it was your kill. The investigators must've heard you. "Come out." One of them said. You stepped out with your black cat robot body covered in blood. "I'm so happy to finally eat meet you." You said.___________________________________
So good news your not dead. You're a robot cat called kitty cat. I wanna thank all of you for reading and a special thanks to hollywood_undead_girl for leaving comments that made me smile. Also I'm a Hollywood Undead fan so awesome. BIIIAAAA!