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frost-queen · 6 days ago

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To his liking // part 6 (Reader x Steve Raglan /W. Afton)

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Summary: Having lured William Afton back to the pizza plex. A game of cat and mouse begins. Will you make it out to freedom with everyone against you? | finale [series]

William groaned annoyed, fumbling with his car keys. The last thing he hated was when things wouldn’t go according to plan. Huffing annoyed he got into the car, slamming the car door shut behind him. Starting the engine, grabbing the stirring wheel firm. Knuckles turning white from the tension. He didn’t like taunting. He didn’t like to be defied. Certainly not by a little bunny that he saw so many potential in.

The phone call still ringing in his ear. Your words echoing through. Come and take your bunny. This was clearly a dare. Something that bothered him but also in a way pleased him. The dare that you had to speak up against him. For so long he was able to keep the children under his thumb. Of course, they were children. Easy to be deceived into doing his bidding. You were different. No child.

Stepping on the gas, he rushed off. Driving off to the abandoned pizza plex. Ready to meet the little bunny and unleash his punishment upon it. William sped up, not wanting to waste any more time. The more he thought about you, the more he filled with rage. A bunny not hopping to his bidding. Finally he thought he had found the perfect play thing for the animatronics… and for him. The animatronics had been lonely.

They needed distraction. A treat to keep them under his control. Needing to keep them busy. The last thing he wanted for the animatronics to get too much time to think. Wanting to keep them entertained. Speeding up on the highway, he rode off into the night. Just a few hours until dawn. The car rode up to the gravely road. Getting out. Slamming the door annoyed shut, he strode up to the pizza plex. A big thing in the 80’s. Now it only collected dust and blood.

William reached the doors, moving his hand against the window to peer inside. Trying to get a glimpse of any life force. The main room appeared empty. Nothing but still and dust. Grunting loud, he reached for his keys.

Hesitating for a moment, looking down at himself. With a loud huff, he returned to the car. Opening the hood. A yellow bunny’s mask staring right back at him. Grinning, he reached for the bunny’s head. Putting on the familiar suit that fitted him like a glove. Setting the mask on his head. Laughing manically with his head leaned back.

With a new attire, he walked up to the pizza plex once more. Opening the door, entering. Stepping into the darkness. Standing still for a moment to listen around. Not a sound to be heard. – “Y/n.” – he called out melancholic. Taunting you with his presence. – “Come out, come out wherever you are little bunny.” – he added walking forwards.

When no reply’s came, he tensed his jaw. If it was a cat and mouse game you wanted to play, he’d play. Taking big steps, the first room he would search for you was the security room. It was the safest place in the plex. Keeping a close eyes on his surroundings. Not even a sight of the animatronics yet.

Taking a few turns, he arrived in the corridor leading up to the security room. Pausing for a moment when seeing Foxy stand at the end of the hallway. Peeking inside the security room. Hook tapping the glass mindlessly. William marched over with big steps. Foxy turned his head at the presence of someone. Jaw dropping.

Glancing nervously from side to side, before stepping aside. William moved to stand in front of the little room. Peering inside. Seeing nothing but an empty room. – “Where is she?” – He wanted to know. Foxy’s hook moved, pointing at a place low by the ground. William’s gaze went to it. Seeing the raster open. So you had crawled through the vents. He had to give it to you that was a bold move.

Although it made his search a lot more difficult. William grunted loud, stepping away. Foxy turned around, unsure what to do till he started following the yellow bunny. William heard foxy stomp after him like a lost puppy clinging to his mother.

It made him stop and turn. – “Find the others!” – he ordered. Foxy saluted stiffly back at him, jaw dropping open. Lifting his feet up, he hurried away. Steel feet thumping on the ground. His faint voice dying away the further he got. Hur, hur, ha-hur-hur. Hur-ha-hur-ha-hur, hur, hur, ha-hur.

William searched further. Making his way through the party room towards the back corridors. Hearing two doors flap shut against each other. Making him follow the sound. – “Little bunny.” – he called out sweetly, opening one of the side-doors. Hearing munching sounds. Entering more, making him sigh loud. Chica was feasting on the garbage once more. Munching away without a worry.

When she sensed a presence behind her, she turned around. Her vocals screeching loud. Hands out, freezing mid-way at the sight of the yellow bunny. Immediately her hands dropped to the side of her body. Turning her head away.

“Have you seen your plaything?” – William asked. Chica turned around. Spun back holding the cupcake in the palm of her hand. Gesturing at it while her jaw dropped open. – “No!” – William shouted out, slapping the cupcake out of her hand.

The cupcake rolled over the ground. Narrowing it’s eyes at the yellow bunny. – “The girl!” – William specified. Chica’s jaw opened and closed. Pointing in a direction. He shoved her aside. Chica walked up to the cupcake. Kneeling down to pick it back up.

Both staring back at the last of the yellow bunny’s back with a glare. William pushed another set of doors open. Getting really agitated that he still hadn’t found you. For his anger would boil even more with each moment. Disobedience needed to be punished. You better be at your knees begging for forgiveness.

William made his way to the back area’s. Off limits to ‘guests’. Pushing another set of doors open. Staring inside a room stacked with items. Keeping quiet, trying to make his steps as soundless as possible. Listening in closely. Glancing from side to side around the room. A smile curling up to his lips.

Slowly approaching a stack of items in the corner. Reaching his hand out to it. Pulling the first items down hard. – “Gotcha!” - he called out, staring angrily down at you. Your screams filled the room, sending a laugher of pleasure over him. Hurrying up your feet, you tried to take a run for it. The yellow bunny grabbing you firm by your wrist.

He pulled you close to him, laughing even more. – “Let me go!” – you grunted out, fidgeting for freedom. Keeping the screwdriver hidden in your sleeve. William sighed loud, grabbing you by both your arms. – “You wanted me here, you got me here bunny.” – he spoke through the mask.

The mask made you swallow nervously as you still hadn’t gotten used to the view. – “You locked me up!” – you called out annoyed. – “Only for your own good, bunny.” – he responded letting his thick mechanic hand brush down your cheek. – “Why, you didn’t trust me?” – you spoke stalling your time. You just knew he was smirking behind that mask.

“Why don’t you take that ridiculous mask off.” - you shouted out. William moved his finger up to warn you. – “I say the orders around here, bunny.” – he responded with dominance. He lowered his finger down. Making you blink confused back at him. – “On… your… knees.” – he spoke lowly with a threatening undertone. – “Like hell!” – you snapped back.

His hand easily found a way around your throat with a quick motion. Head tilted back, gagging for air. Squeezing your airpipe just that extra shut. Pulling you up to his face. – “On. Your. Knees.” – he demanded once more. Wanting to keep you under his thumb. Cheeks puffing up, you tried to gasp for air. Slowly letting the screwdriver drop out of your sleeve into your hand. – “Li… like… hell.” – you repeated, jamming the screwdriver in his armpit.

William called it out in pain. Immediately letting go of you. Crashing through your knees, you gasped for air. Looking at the screwdriver in your hand. Dripping in blood. William stumbled backwards from the sting. You got up to your feet, taking a run for it.

William tried to sway his hand at you, but missed grabbing you by a hair. Panting loud, you started running. Screwdriver still in your hand. Leaving specks of blood on the ground from him. Looking over your shoulder, you heard him shout in a rage, that send a chill down your spine. Quickening up your pace, you hurried back to the main doors. That were open now due to him coming back.

Your eyes widened with fear seeing Bonnie appear at the end of the hallway. Hands in the ready to catch you. Running faster, you went straight for him. Diving down to slide under his legs. Sliding smoothly under them, scrambling yourself up to your feet afterwards.

Bonnie staring confused at the ground, before turning back around. Not leaving him any room to go after you. Running further. Gasping loud, you heard the chomping of the cupcake behind you. It came flying towards you. – “Not today cake!” – you shouted out, slashing your hand at it with the screwdriver in it. The cupcake got smacked against the wall, dropping down.

Jumping over the party tables, you avoided Freddy that had to manoeuvre around them. Finally reaching the main room. Running past the stage. Straight up to the doors. Smiling as freedom was upon you. Only a few more seconds and you would feel the sun on your face once more.

Hand reached out, you grabbed for the doors. A sudden force on your hand, preventing you from going. Looking at your side, seeing Foxy as his jaw snapped open and closed. – “Let me go!” – you screamed out, jamming at the door, trying to open up, but he kept his shut by force.

A hand pressed on your shoulder, turning you around. The yellow bunny standing in front of you. Eyes widening at the sudden piercing pain. Knife stabbing in flesh. – “You had so much potential…” – he said with a weary sigh. You grabbed onto him for support as he jammed the knife deeper into your rib.

Sputtering out some blood. Keeping your gaze on him, you reached your hand to his mask. Pulling it off. Revealing his face. – “Now you have nothing.” – you spoke, sputtering out some blood. William let his hand brush against your cheek, shushing you.

“My sweet bunny…” – he said leaning in closer. Forcing his lips onto yours. Kissing you deeply. Hand trembled. A mechanic shutting close. William’s eyes widened, stumbling back from the kiss. Staring down at the screwdriver jammed between some of the gaps.

Grunting more as he felt the mechanics pierce through his skin. Blood seeping out. Crushing him in the suit. – “You!” – he called out, wanting to run over to you, but another pressure point into his ribs made him double-over. You sunk through your knees, against the door. A last smile on your lips seeing him struggle and squirm in pain. Before everything went black.

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