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Hello! You have reached the disclaimer page!

This is the page where I will list content that may trigger, discomfort, or scare certain people. That and who owns the game here sooo, yeah! Let's get to it!

⚠️1. First and foremost, I do NOT own Friday Night Funkin', the ownership of the game goes to the people who made it, this story is mainly a fan work made by, your's truly, the author.

⚠️2: Cursing will be used, yes, you read that correctly. I have to give this warning out mainly because I will at times reference the HD mod, in which there's a bit of swearing.

⚠️3: I can't believe I have to say this, but, fuck it. Friday Night Funkin' is NOT a children's game. This fanwork will at times contain sexual innuendo/reference. And the characters are above the age of 18, except for characters who state to be younger than such (Like Skid and Pump, who are confirmed to be ages 8 and 7 accordingly.)

⚠️4: Certain chapters may have violent themes to them. If you aren't comfortable with gore and such, you can leave, there's no judgement towards ya, pal.

⚠️5: There is an order the weeks are meant to go, I WILL be using that order, but I will not say what order it is.

I believe that's all I have to say as far as warnings/disclaimers go. Now, enjoy!

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Everything just seemed to happen in an instant...

Just a few moments ago, Blake was happily hurrying off to his girlfriend, Ayana's, house to pick her up for their senior prom. But not anymore. Now, he was standing there, shocked, as he watched the love of his life, a young woman who seemed to act more mature than him..

Make out with Dalia, one of his best friends, and the DJ of the prom that very night..

The two girl's tounges intertwined, a passionate tango between the two young women in their dresses for prom that very night..

However, all came to a halt when Blake dropped the box containing the bright red rose themed corsage, a thud ringing out through the room.

....

Ayana: "Blake, honey...I can explain.."

Daila: "Y-yeah, you see, this is al-"

Blake: "What are you talking about?! Ayana, you're making out with the fucking DJ, WHAT IS THERE TO EXPLAIN?!"

Blake was having none of it, the poor guy was heartbroken. I mean, he already lost one partner of his, but they broke off on good terms, but this? This was just taking it way too damn far..

Blake picked up the corsage, turning his heels and walking right out the door to the room, Ayana quickly chasing after him. The two were both tearing up, knowing that the whole situation possibly jeoperdized their relationship altogether.

Ayana: "Blake, baby, please! I'm sorry!"

Blake: "SORRY?! SORRY MY FUCKING ASS! YOU DON'T JUST PULL THAT SHIT ON THE MOST IMPORTANT NIGHT OF OUR LIVES!!"

Ayana: "Please..I didn't think you'd find out.."

Blake: "Cut it out, Ayana..Seriously, and I thought I was the immature one.."

Ayana: "IMMATURE?! ARE YOU SERIOUSLY CALLING ME THAT?!"

Blake: "AFTER THE STUNT YOU JUST DID, AYANA?! YES!"

The two "lovers" bickered back and forth for at least five minutes, calling each other names, one giving the other accusations, just, overall, something that could cause the police to get called for a noise complaint..

At 5:30 PM.

Blake: "Y-y'know what.. I'm done, Ayana. WE'RE done."

Ayana: "BABY PLEAAAAAAASE!!!!"

Blake didn't even bother listening to Ayana, not willing to hear any of her pathetic excuses or rambles on how much she loved him. He didn't care anymore.

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Skip ahead to about 1 year later.

Blake is doing a bit better now, and he's still currently a single guy. However, he's 19 years old starting today. It was his birthday~

He decided that he would spend his birthday with some of his best friends, Pico, Nene, and Darnell. He didn't really want to focus on much that day, considering there's been some drama revolving around his ex's idol career. He didn't want to get stirred up in a lot of that drama.

And so, he and his friends met up at a nice little breakfast spot in town. They go in, get a table, and they do the usual stuff that you would normally do at a café. However, before they ordered their food, Pico pulled out a small box wrapped in purple wrapping paper, topped with a white bow.

Blake: "Eh? Uhhh.. Pico, what's that?"

Pico: "I thought I'd grab you a little something."

Darnell: "So that's why you decided to show up last..you picked something up for him, Pico? How sweet.."

Pico and Blake both went red in the face, obviously embarrassed about the entire situation, considering the two's past relationship.

Pico: "Dude! Shut up! I'm just giving him a birthday gift..yeesh..anyways, Blake, here you go."

Blake: "Thanks, Pico.."

Blake carefully took the small box with two hands, carefully shaking it before opening it. He was absolutely joyous when he saw what was inside, a tech deck. It was a pinkish red in color, with a small rectangle on it with two doves. One dove was on a green background, and the other was on a light purple background. Blake's eyes shimmered with this pure look of excitement, the kind of look you'd see on a toddler when they get their favorite ice cream flavor.

Blake: "No fucking way...DUDE! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED THIS ONE FOR MY COLLECTION!"

Blake, laughing and giggling excitedly as he turned to look at Pico before engulfing the ginger into a nice bear hug, not too tight, just veeeeeery snug.

Blake: "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOOOOU!!!"

Pico: "Hey, man, relax! It's not that big of a deal! It's just some little toy that you like to collect, jeez..."

Darnell: "....Sorry, what is that?"

Blake chuckled, holding up the mini skateboard with a cocky smile painted on his face.

Blake: "Only one of the most amazing things in the world! It's a skateboard that you ride with your fingers!"

Darnell tilted his head a small bit, taking note of Blake's childish behavior. I mean, it was nice that Blake was sharing one of his hyper fixations with the group, but over a children's toy? He didn't exactly get it, but he decided not to mention it, not wanting to upset Blake.

Nene: "Well..mind showing some tricks with the finger board?"

Blake: "Jeez..I dunno.."

Blake seemed to have this sort of shy look on his face, a false nerve in his tone as he spoke. It was crystal clear to the group that he wanted to show off, he just wanted a bit of encouragement.

Pico: "C'mon, man, you know you want to~"

Blake: "Oh alright.."

And just like that, right there at the cafe booth table, Blake started to play with his tech deck, showing off his skills with the miniature skateboard. He was doing kickflips, board turns, the whole entire shebang with the small piece of plastic. He didn't want to stop; he was having a lot of fun playing with the small skateboard..

..Until he accidentally flipped it off the table, causing the small board to land on the cafe floor with a tiny "thud".

Blake: "Ah- Heh, whoops.."

Blake reached over Pico, trying to achieve the small skateboard, however, someone had picked it up, inspecting it. Out of curiosity, Blake looked up at who the person was.

It was a woman, possibly around the same age as him. She had this porcelain-like skin that had a light lavender pink hue to it. On her face was a set of beautiful brown eyes and a small nose, along with some thin eyebrows. Cascading down to her thighs was some wonderful auburn hair, which she kept down in a beautiful mess. She wore a denim skirt that reached down to her knees, a long-sleeved shirt with orange and yellow stripes, and a pair of black heel boots. A white purse adorned her left shoulder, probably filled with feminine products and what not.

No matter how she looked, Blake could only describe her as one thing..beautiful..

???: "Oh-! Sorry, is this yours?"

Blake: "Mhm..Yeah, it's mine.."

The woman kindly handed Blake his tech-deck, a soft, yet charming smile on her face.

Blake: "Thanks..uhhh-"

Gloria: "Gloria Dearest, and you're very welco-"

???: "Sweetie, come on, we gotta go sit down!"

Gloria: "UGH! Daaaad!"

Gloria was ushered away to a nearby table, forced to sit down by her own fathe- WAIT A DAMN MINUTE-

HOW THE HELL WAS THAT MAN'S SKIN PURPLE?! It could've been a dye thing..No way that was natural! But the same could be said about Blake's hair, which was naturally a very potent cyan hue.

Nene: "Oh my god, the Dearests! Eeeeeek!"

Pico: "This day's fucking awesome!"

Darnell: "Eh, we can count on Blake's birthday bitch luck, I guess."

Blake: "Sorry..why are you guys so pumped?"

Nene, Darnell and Pico all gasped in unison, seemingly shocked. Think of that one scene from Spongebob Squarepants where Spongebob finds out Squidward never tried a krabby patty, that was pretty much the situation here.

Pico: "Dude! You just talked to their daughter! How do you not know who they are?"

Nene: "Yeah, her parents are two retired people who were in the performance industry! Her dad was a rockstar, and his wife was a popstar!"

Blake: "Ohhhhh~ wait, Nene, how do you know all this?"

Nene: "She's my girl bestie."

(Pause on this rq)