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sunshineistyping · 3 years ago

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What about the other Glam Rocks and sundrop and moondrop reacting to old SH scars?

A lot of you guys were asking for this so I chose this request to write it under!

Past SH Headcannons

Characters: G. Freddy, Roxanne, Sun, Moon

Warnings: Mentions of Self Harm, Self Harm Scars

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GLAMROCK FREDDY

He just cries and holds you, he is so soft dude he just- like- he wants to love you

He quite literally holds you like a baby he does not care about how you react. He wants to love on you until you pass out

Which isn’t hard actually, Freddy is surprisingly comforting despite him being made of metal

He’ll help you get comfortable showing your arms and such again by being your number one hype man

“You look absolutely stunning Darling, I love it.”

“You should wear things like this more, it’s made for you.”

“That color suits you very well, I think you should wear it more.”

He is the kind of guy who amps up the love and affection to one thousand just to make you feel happy. He loves seeing you confident in your body and who you are

If you’re uncomfortable showing your scars he’ll never ever force you! He’ll compliment you all the same

You could be wearing a trash bag and he’d still find a way to compliment you

Because it’s you

To him you always look good regardless of what you’re wearing or what marks you have

You’ve grown into such a beautiful person and he has no choice but to compliment your growth

Is the first to throw verbal hands with someone who insults your scars. I shit you not his composure breaks!

His eyes glare down, he straightens himself to full height, gently puts a hand on said persons shoulder and tilts his head

“Would you like to repeat that for me?”

If they do he doesn’t even say anything, he picks them up by the arm and THROWS them outside. Doesn’t care if they get injured. That’s on them for saying such things in a child friendly establishment

More like that’s on them for saying something rude to you but for legal reasons it’s the other one

He bans them from the building and if they try to get back in he’s authorized to use force

Need I say more?

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ROXANNE

I can’t begin to describe the way she gently pulls you into her chest and just holds you there. She doesn’t speak, doesn’t move, just holds you

She can understand the feelings you had, she’s been there

A lot of people think she’s a narcissist but the thing is, she’s really not. She’s insecure and afraid of letting others see her crack under pressure. She had to be her own support system before you came along

And then you loved her in a way she’s never felt, so now it’s her turn to love you

“You know you’re brave right? Look at you. You’re doing so good, I bet younger you would be so proud to see how far you’ve come.”

She lets you cry against her, let’s you mess up her hair when you run your hands through it. She’ll let you touch her hair as much as you want now

It could be a way to help you calm down and she’d really prefer for you to choose her hair over harming yourself

She even lets you braid it or touch her tail, Roxy is a massive softie who isn’t too much into PDA but gets very touchy when someone mentions your scars in a rude way

She has and will destroy anyone who even LOOKS at you wrong

“You got something to say? No? Then why are you looking at them like that? Exactly, you do have something to say. So we’re either gonna talk on the track or with fists. Got it?”

Will publicly embarrass the person and force them to apologize. Has made someone so scared that they paid you cash to forget what happened

Supports you through thick and thin without fail

Because she loves you, and she really doesn’t use that word lightly

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SUN

He acts off once you explain what your scars are from. He’s seen kids who had them and he knew what it meant he just didn’t expect to see them on you

After a few minutes of looking at them he’ll switch into a more quiet but still upbeat personality

He’ll cuddle you and draw little glitter glue doodles on your scars

Has and will make little designs that highlight your scars

He doesn’t want you to be ashamed of them, in fact he likes them

It shows him that you’re not the same person you were and he gets to meet a much healthier and happier you

“You don’t have to be nervous! There’s nothing to fear! You look really good!”

Makes you feel cute in any outfit you put on

If anyone talks bad about your scars when they’re a child he’ll reprimand them and explain why they shouldn’t do that

If they’re an adult he takes the metaphorical gloves off and makes them feel like absolute garbage without even truly insulting them

“I’d appreciate if you didn’t bother my coworker while on the job. They have much more important duties to attend too. If you’d like, I can handle any and all complaints you have. Please be aware that while my coworker is not authorized to use force to escort you out. I am. So choose your next words carefully as this is a child friendly establishment.”

Proceeds to then switch right back into a much happier tone.

“So what was it that you wanted to say?”

He can be awfully cruel when he needs to be, and he will as long as you feel safe

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MOON

He’s probably the best person to tell these things too, why? Well he doesn’t care about them and doesn’t make it a big deal

You’re not sure why but he always knows what to say and do to cheer you up or make you feel special

“You don’t have to suffer alone. You don’t have to be awful to yourself, because look at how much you’ve changed? It’s okay to forgive yourself. After all, the only person who has yet to forgive you is yourself. Be kind to the person you are now, you were still growing up back then.”

Will let you nap with him, or have long talks before you sleep

If you ask him to just talk to you about things he’s the sweetest thing in the world and will talk about all the things he enjoys about you

Is willing to listen to whatever you have to say about the scars, and if you don’t have anything to say he doesn’t mind

The best listener in the lineup, he prefers to hear you rant and let go of all that pain rather then speak

If he hears ANYTHING about someone insulting you he’s the first to ask if you want them to ‘disappear’

He has his ways of making it happen regardless if Sun is in control or not

He’s protective and extremely sweet, honestly I’m shocked he hasn’t just told you how much he loves you yet

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goobiegoobert · 3 years ago

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Can I ask for headcanons of Sun, Moon, & Glamrock Freddy being your s/o?

I love you so!

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A/N: I actually had a ton of fun with this one! It's super sweet thanks for the request!! To add on as well I'm starting an anon list if you wanna be added just say so!

Warnings: Pet names, minor amounts of possessiveness

[ GN Reader ]

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Glamrock Freddy

➤ Freddy overall in the significant other department is a standard choice!

➤ kind, loving, and patient with you no matter what

➤ the moment Freddy is pissy with you in a serious sense is the day hell freezes over.

➤ Type to show you you off to his friends no matter what! Hell, you could be in PJs with bedhead and the man would simply gush to his friends about how lovely you look today!

➤ I'm not too sure why but would really try his hardest to have a picnic date with his s/o!

➤ Maybe it's because of all those cheap cheesy flicks Vanessa watches on slow nights with nothing to do..

➤ The two of you together are just the best.. It's akin to how bubbline works in a sense to my little brain!

➤ you two are interesting characters on your own but together you two causes people to foam at the mouth and place bets on who does what

➤ Honestly didn't realize his feelings at first as an animatronic surely, literally you would have to get upset with a frown after him so constantly not getting the hint to start thinking somethings even wrong.

➤ to make up for it expect the sweetest boyfriend out there! Sure he can sometimes act a bit stern but it's for the best!! He truly just wants to keep you safe and be there for you

➤ The only times he's upset really is whenever you're hurt or someone's made you upset

➤ oh! and since he doesn't exactly understand how to make you lunches so, he'll ask Chica for help and make personal sticky notes with love!!

➤ Might have accidentally called you sport once and you've never let him live it down

➤ Also for nicknames, there's of course the obvious one being Superstar! Though others you can occasionally be graced on hearing is my dear and love dove :)

Sunnydrop

➤ It's almost like being a child again!

➤ the two of you spend your time making clay figures for each other and acting out silly little plays for the daycare kids, it's truly magnificent!

➤ oddly enough you and Sunny will curl up in the ball-pit after the janitor and staff bots finish cleaning it, just something weirdly comforting for the two of you

➤ Will spend literal hours letting you scream into the empty daycare to try and let you feel better even if these screams seem a little too sad for him </3

➤ most of the time you end up covered in fingerpaints for a dumb pickup line of him calling you art for the true beauty possessed by you, Sun's impeccable little s/o!

➤ Sadly at points, you do have to give constant reminders that no matter what you love him! because the man just has really bad attachment issues

➤ like will heavily get paranoid if he can't at least see you without being warned about it

➤ Has actually started making a huge mess in the daycare as a tantrum pissed about someone stealing you!!! Constantly worrying about if you got hurt

➤ Did someone turn the lights off..? Did moon do something to make you leave?

➤ Why would you need anyone but him if he makes those frowns turn upside down after another person makes you feel upset??

➤ Would totally call you sunshine, sunbeam, darling, but also has the stupidest names for you too at points it's gotten to the point he might mention something in the context of another being and just know it's an endearing term!

➤ Like "Oh no.. Where, oh where, has my little glitter glue gone?" and some little brat will just point in the general direction of where you've gone

➤ STANDING BY THIS. SINCE SUN CAN'T KISS HIS S/O THEY JUST PRESS UP AGAINST YOU AND MAKE SILLY OVER-EXAGGERATED KISSING NOISES!!!

➤ Also, for some reason, my tiny brain likes to constantly think he's crouching and statured the way he is for the fact he and moon stand at a staggering 9 foot something!

Moondrop

➤ Generally out of everyone here seems to be the most possessive of you as a person, hates to see anyone around you, and would need reassurance on it

➤ even if afterwords he just grumbles and carries you off for naptime

➤ Even as his s/o Moon can and will have a strict sleep schedule for you and won't take no for an answer, the moment the lights are off you're going the fuck to sleep

➤ Despite disliking most physical contact their s/o rest their little head on his lap?

➤ king will be fucking feral over it, but genuinely stays well composed despite this

➤ has likely learned how to play with hair because of you, it wasn't needed before but now it's just comforting to do in a way

➤ even if Moon swears up and down they don't like you after pretending to be asleep and hearing him simply mention how lovely you are, and just mumble sweet nothings to even reading you a book in the silence which he reaps to not enjoy is just showing a little bit of how much he does care

➤ Feel Moon would pull out with the good-ass pet names!!

➤ Good girl/good boy, Doll, pathetic dear, sweet thing, and likely calls you pet in a derogatory way but very /pos at the same time like it's very weird?

➤ Moon takes pictures of you and puts them on the wall of his and Sunny's room like it's just full of you and the children's drawings!

➤ Likely has taken you on a date of just him picking you up and going to the ceiling, whether you don't mind heights or not he will pretend to drop you at some point

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imagine-darksiders · 3 years ago

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On the Ropes - Chapter 1

Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security breach.

Montgomery Gator X Female Reader

Tags: Fnaf, Montgomery Gator/Reader, slow burn, cleaning lady Reader, female reader, implied/referenced past abuse, sentient animatronics, friends to lovers, anger issues, hurt/comfort, there will be some Sunnydrop/Reader in future chapters btw, Glamrock Freddy, Roxanne Wolf, Glamrock Chica, budding friendship, animalistic behaviour.

Summary:

“Mr Montgomery...” you try again, taking a brave step forwards into the room, only to freeze in your tracks when a guttural growl travels through the darkness and cuts straight into your chest like the roll of approaching thunder.

“The Hell're you doin' in here, lady?”

Isn't that the million-dollar question.

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The door to your cleaning supply cupboard clicks shut with a satisfying 'thud,' a comforting sound that signals the end of another long, arduous day spent cleaning up parts of Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex that none of the S.T.A.F.F bots are dexterous enough to get at.

Heaving a weary sigh, you let your forehead bump against the cool metal, listening to the hum of your colleagues shuffling around you, rooting inside their lockers for hats, scarves and coats. Everyone is ready to clock out and leave before the night-shift takes over, hoping to get home before the roads freeze under winter's cruel grasp.

“Rough day, kid?”

You roll your head to the side and let another sigh slip between your teeth, replying, “Rough as a country road, I’m afraid.”

A gruff, old man by the name of Andy traipses up to the locker that sits beside your designated cupboard and he nods to you, touching gnarled fingers to his purple cap in greeting. Approaching his late sixties, and only a year from retirement, the old boy is still just as deft with his hands as the younger mechanics who work under him, as he demonstrates to you every evening by twisting that combination lock of his without even glancing at it, 'skilled in lock-picking and repairing robots,' you’d once joked. And although you're not a mechanic like him, he was one of the few faculty members who had curmudgeonly respect for a humble cleaning lady. Thus, from your first day working at the Plex, Andy was the guy to pull you away from bathroom re-stocks to eat your lunch or rescue you from the clutches of the clingy daycare attendant.

He's a good man, if a touch old-fashioned.

“One of these days,” you huff, pulling out your key and fumbling with your door's antiquated lock, “Can you mechs fix up a S.T.A.F.F bot that knows how to polish those massive bronzes? Freddy's face alone takes me like, half a goddamn hour.”

Andy just chuckles good-naturedly, hauling his winter coat from the locker and slamming it shut with a sigh. “Ain't nothing but a woman's strong touch can keep bronze and brass clean,” he laments, tipping his cap at you again and tossing you a wink from behind his thick, round glasses, “Good thing too. Give's 'em a reason to keep you around, eh, gal?”

“I like to think they keep me around for other reasons, too, Andrew, but thanks.”

The old man pulls a skeptical face, earning himself a scowl in response.

“You're a real gent -” You pause to pull your phone out of your pocket and check the time. “- and as much as I'd love to wait for you to grab your walking stick, I'm afraid I'll miss my bus if I do.”

You easily step aside to avoid the gentle kick he aims at your shins. “I ain't old enough to use a stick yet... brat,” he grumbles.

Tugging on your own coat, you flash him a tired smile.

You'll wait for him, of course.

You know it. He definitely knows it.

You're both on the same bus route, after all, and yours is only a couple of stops down from his own.

Andy shakes his head, stuffing one arm into the sleeve of his coat and tilting his chin towards the staircase leading up and out of the maintenance tunnel. “Shall we?”

“Suppose we shall,” you reply, eager to escape the Megaplex and return to your comfy little apartment on the outskirts of the city, where a microwave carbonara is calling your name.

“Hey! You – uh – cleaning lady!”

Well. You certainly wish it was the carbonara.

There’s no doubt she’s addressing you. You’re the only human cleaning staff in the building.

You have to stifle a groan, plastering on a cheery smile and turning to see one of the young mechanics jogging towards you down the maintenance tunnel, her purple overalls stained with unsightly patches of slick, black oil, no doubt from the numerous repairs she has to make on a day-to-day basis.

You recognise her immediately once you catch sight of the bouncy, auburn hair trying to struggle free of her bun as she bounds right up to you and skids to an unsteady halt.

“Kerry,” you greet her, pocketing the cupboard key and quirking a grin at her, “Where's the fire?”

Silently, she waves a hand through the air, asking you, without words, to wait for her to catch her breath, and you shift your weight onto one leg, happy to oblige.

Eventually, the girl manages to clear her throat, jabbing her thumb over one shoulder and wheezing, “Manager - Mick – He said to come get you. It's urgent. So we need to go, like, now.”

And just like that, she turns to face the way she'd come and starts to jog back up the tunnel, hesitating for barely a second to beckon frantically after you. “Come on, then! Keep up!”

You've always liked Kerry, though you've barely interacted enough for her to learn your name, apparently. Her words are straight from the shoulder and to the point and she never wastes time with idle chatter, even if you wish she sometimes would.

Blowing a noisy exhale through your nose, you spare a glance at Andy, who merely offers his sympathies in the form of a vague shrug before he begins to throw on the rest of his coat, waving you off with a gruff, “I'll tell the driver not to wait for you. Now scram.”

Finding no support in the old mechanic, you shoot him a quick salute and kick up your heels, running after Kerry as she disappears around a corner, wondering what in the world you've done that could warrant attention from the manager of the mechanical department.

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The pair of you burst out into Rockstar Row minutes later, although you screech to a halt to hold the doors open for two more mechanics coming the other way, both of whom are too busy hauling a S.T.A.F.F bot between them to offer you more than a cursory nod of thanks.

As they pass, your curious gaze lands on the bot. The poor thing looks as though it's been put through a car-crusher. There are scrapes and gouges carved into its metal exterior and the arms hang by mere cables at its sides, fingers twitching rapidly in conjunction with a garbled string of words that crackle out of its speakers.

“Ple-ple-please r-r-rema-ain c—c-c-c-ca-aaa-alm.”

“Sheesh,” you call after the mechanics, “What happened to him?”

Neither of them spare you a second glance, so you simply shrug, letting the doors swing shut behind them before you turn to trail after Kerry once more.

The girl impatiently leads you around a confectionary kiosk and past Freddy Fazbear's show room, until you at last catch sight of the man you have to personally thank for making you miss the seven o'clock bus back to the city's outskirts.

Mick, infamous manager of the Mechanical department, is pacing back and forth in front of Montgomery Gator's show room window, which, you notice with a spark of trepidation, has been cordoned off by blue tape, and the huge, burgundy curtains have been drawn right across it, barring any outside eyes from viewing the interior.

As you draw closer, you begin to hear Mick muttering expletives to himself, sprinkled in amongst complaints about wasted expenses.

“Sir?” Kerry calls out, slowing in front of him and drawing his pacing to a stop, “Got that cleaner you asked for.”

You hesitate to remark that you're the only human cleaner employed by Fazbear Enterprises, but you suppose 'that cleaner' will have to suffice.

Mick's head snaps in your direction and his face lights up instantly, a too-wide grin spreading across his lips. “Hey! You're here! Excellent. I'm sorry to drag you away from clocking out!” Clasping his hands together, he adds, “But, I'm glad Kerry found you, Doll. Need a favour. Huge one.”

Biting your tongue, you tread down the involuntary shudder that threatens to race up your spine at the use of the nickname, instead forcing a smile onto your face. “Shouldn't be a problem,” you tell him pleasantly, “What's up?”

“Uh, Mick?” Kerry chimes in anxiously, shifting her weight and peering over her shoulder towards the maintenance tunnels again, “Am I good to-...”

Giving a brusque flap of his hand, he shoos her away. “Ah, yes. Thank you, Kerry. Go on, Devon and Gordon will need your help, I expect.”

And without needing any more permission than that, she's off once more, racing to the doors at the back of the row and shouldering them open, slipping through and then disappearing from sight. You watch her go, baffled, and more than a little wary when Mick grasps your shoulder and turns you around to face him again.

“It's a problem, alright,” he adds to your previous claim, removing his hand to gesture vaguely behind him at the glass of Montgomery Gator's show room, “Gator's on the warpath again. Something happened at a birthday party today and the damn bot's got itself all worked up.” He heaves a sigh of exasperation and runs a hand mercilessly through his thin, silvery hair. “This is the third time in two weeks. We keep sending S.T.A.F.F in there to clean the place up, so we can actually showcase the room, but he just keeps throwing 'em back out in pieces. Seems we've been spending a fortune on replacements, and my guys can't keep up with the repairs. Poor old Andy damn near collapsed from exhaustion the other day.”

He hadn’t told you about that... “Christ,” you utter, then, more urgently you add, “Was he okay?”

“Mm? Oh yes, yes. He was right as rain after a swig of Fizzy Faz” he replies, waving off your concern, “But I’m afraid we’re all at our wit’s end, dear, our wit’s end indeed. Montgomery is destroying the robots faster than we can fix them.”

“Oh, well. I'm... I'm sorry about that?” It isn't the first time you've heard about the alligator's destructive mood-swings, and while you are sorry to learn that he's having yet another one, you can't help but wonder why on Earth that has anything to do with a cleaning lady who only has bottom-level clearance.

Behind the thick curtains, there's a sudden shattering of something heavy, perhaps made of glass, followed by a low, guttural snarl of frustration.

Moving closer, Mick slides his arm across your shoulders and steers you away from the window for a moment, speaking to you in a hushed tone that instantly raises the hairs on the nape of your neck.

“Look. I'm gonna be straight – and, I'm sorry in advance for this – but we need you to stay behind tonight.”

With your tentative heart sitting in your throat, you summon the courage to ask, “Okay, why?”

“Because the higher-ups have asked me to get Monty's room up to snuff by tomorrow.” Mick raises his hand to card through his hair again, blowing out a rough exhale as he adds, “Some exec's kid is having a birthday party here first thing, and he wants everything to be perfect. Capital 'P.' That means access to all the rooms on Rockstar Row...” He jerks his head backwards, in the direction of Montgomery's room. “Any bot that gets sent in there to clean up the mess is torn to shred. But what I'm thinking is that in theory, Monty's programming won't let it hurt a human, right?”

In that moment, you realise what he's about to ask you to do.

Swallowing thickly, you glance over your shoulder towards the swinging, double doors that lead down to the maintenance tunnels, no doubt where the unfortunate S.T.A.F.F bots are having their servos and wheels reattached as you speak.

Therein lays the problem. Your components don't slot back into place quite so easily as the bots' do.

“But... I'm just a cleaner,” you argue through gritted teeth, hoping he doesn't hear the nervousness seeping from your voice like a bad smell.

“Yeah, the only one we've got who isn't S.T.A.F.F,” he presses, holding his hands up as if he means to soothe any oncoming protests, “Listen, this isn't my call. This is coming from way up high on the food chain. They're getting' sick of replacing bots every time Monty wants to throw his toys out of the pram.”

You can't help but find it a little incredulous that the company would chuck an employee at an animatronic who has done irreparable damage to dozens of their own bots, based on the flimsy theory that he's programmed not to hurt faculty. You know all about the gator's reputation, enough that you're careful to give him a wide berth whenever he stalks across a room you're cleaning. “Come on, Mick,” you try weakly, “Isn't this a little above my pay-grade?”

A bead of sweat dribbles down from the man's hairline and skirts the wrinkles around his eye. He's desperate, and you can understand why. Ultimately, it'll be him who comes under fire if things don't go off without a hitch for the exec's kid.

The man seems just shy of grabbing you as he wrings his hands and sputters, “You go in there, see what you can do about the mess, and I'll... I'll... see what I can do to raise your Christmas bonus, yeah?”

You struggle to keep the disbelieving little scoff from escaping between your teeth.

It's a terrible incentive, to be sure. Money for compliance, with no real guarantee of seeing the former part of the deal.

Besides, what good will a slightly fatter paycheque do if you're neck-deep in hospital bills or bleeding out on the floor of Montgomery Gator's room?

'Should never have signed that stupid liability clause,' you chide yourself, not for the first time.

The only real incentive here is that you’d be doing Andy a favour. If you go in there and if, by some miracle, you survive, he won’t nearly keel over by pushing himself to repair the bots that Monty rips apart.

Besides, Mick is still staring at you with a fervid sort of gleam in his eye that really gives you the impression that if you decline, he might actually try to wring your neck and save Monty the trouble.

You don't feel a lick of shame for the put-upon sigh you heave, letting your shoulders slump to hide their rigidity as you shoot a quick glance back at the cordoned-off windows and huff, “Alright, fine. I'll do it.”

Mick's entire posture goes slack with relief. “Oh, thank Christ!”

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Several, tentative steps lead you up to Montgomery Gator’s door where you grind to a halt, staring up at the slab of metal in front of you, thoroughly unnerved by the muffled growls and snarls trickling out from behind it.

All of a sudden, you're sent reeling back as something heavy slams into the other side of it, tugging an impromptu gasp from your lips. Bewildered, you shoot a glance at Mick and throw your hands up in a silent question, only to find him standing several metres from where he was before, nodding at you encouragingly.

You let your arms fall back to your sides.

It would appear you really don't have much of a choice.

Hesitating to suck down a steadying breath, you fumble at the clearance badge around your neck and lean down, pressing it flat against the door's mechanism.

The damning 'beep' of success sends your heart plummeting into the pit of your stomach.

Then, like a jaw opening to receive you, the door slides up, and just like that, you're standing full view of the Megapizza Plex's most volatile animatronic.

Montgomery gator, the star himself, looms menacingly in the shadows at the furthest corner of the room with his signature glasses askew and his eyes gleaming crimson in the darkness. Overhead, only one, solitary lightbulb still clings to life, swinging back and forth and casting eerie shapes on the walls around you.

The animatronic is staring straight at you through the gloom, his enormous shoulders creaking as they heave with exertion whilst the claws at the tip of each finger quiver at an almost imperceptible pace, scraped blunt from excessive wear and tear.

He's every bit as frightening as you recall. It's hardly any wonder a lot of the children are afraid of him.

You realise with a jolt that neither of you have really moved, excepting Monty, of course, who's elongated head twitches to one side, and it promptly occurs to you that you're most likely being scanned.

It feels very much as though you're treading on sheet-thin ice, and at the risk of plunging into the alligator-infested waters below, you fear you'll have to be the one to break it.

You've never interacted one-on-one with the animatronics before. How in the world are you supposed to address them?

“Hello, um.. Sir?”

The gator's head snaps back to its upright position and you resist the urge to grimace. A fine start.

“Mr Montgomery...” you try again, taking a brave step forwards inside the room, only to freeze in your tracks when a guttural growl travels through the darkness and cuts straight into your chest like the roll of approaching thunder.

“The Hell're you doin' in here, lady?”

Isn't that the million-dollar question.

Another step.

Behind you, the door slides shut once more and seals you inside, helpless as a lamb in a lion's den.

'This is his room', you remind yourself shakily, 'his territory.'

If someone stepped inside your bedroom unannounced, you'd certainly expect a pretty solid explanation for their presence as well.

“Management sent me,” you squeak out with minimal tremors, “I'm the cleaning lady. I'm supposed to... well... clean up your room for you...” Pausing, you swallow past a lump and add, “There's an, uh, an important birthday party going on tomorrow and this place... needs some, uh. TLC?”

Trailing off, you let your eyes dart around the room, rapidly taking stock of the damage you've been sent to deal with. The first thing you notice is a poster sitting on the wall to your left, depicting Montgomery himself, his long chin resting in the palm of one hand and a lazy smile pulling at his features. In the image, his expression is open, playful, even friendly.

Suddenly, your focus is brought back to the gator with a start when he drops his jaw and lets out a hollow laugh that's about as far from friendly as one could get. It's bitter, mocking, and you don't much care for it at all.

“So, they finally got sick of me breakin' those S.T.A.F.F dummies, huh?” Monty chuckles, peeling his plastic lips back to reveal rows of sharp, jagged teeth, “Thought they'd send some human instead.”

Frozen in place, you can do little else but shrug noncommittally.

Something sharp abruptly crosses his glare and you don't even have a moment to blink, because in the next second, a four-hundred-pound animatronic is storming across the room towards you, heedless of an upturned table that stands in his way. One of his shins catches the wood, and it's sent skidding sideways to crash against the wall.

Blanching, you immediately try to back up, but your head knocks painfully against the solid door at your spine and you realise, with a sinking sensation in your gut, that you're well and truly trapped as a behemoth of an alligator closes in on you, his motions far more ungainly than those you've witnessed from him while he's on stage, as if movement is a struggle for him at the moment.

The door behind you feels a lot like the bars of an inescapable cage, and although the key is hanging around your neck, it would require you to turn and bear your vulnerable spine to the animatronic. There isn't a chance in Hell you're brave enough to do that.

Instead, you brace your hands against the metal and squeeze your eyes tightly shut, left with little option but to wait for impact.

Just as you're certain that he's going to plough right into you, Montgomery stops and there’s a warm gust of metallic air that washes over your cheeks like a breath. “And what's to stop me from breakin' you, lady?”

For several moments, your ears ring in the unexpected silence that follows his query, until the fear of not being able to see him outweighs your fear of seeing him altogether, so you crack open your eyelids and immediately flinch backwards, flattening yourself even further against the door.

The animatronic's broad chest stands scant inches away from your nose.

“You – You can't-!”

“You don't think I could?” he cuts you off with a snap, hackles raising, and you're suddenly aware that he must think you're insulting his capabilities.

“I – I mean, you definitely could,” you sputter, grasping for words as a drowning man grasps for one last breath, “I just don't think you should!”

A pair of thick, brawny arms lift into your peripheral vision and he slams his palms against the wall on either side of you, each as green as the Amazon rainforest. The gator leans in close until his snout almost brushes the hair on your head. It's all you can do to keep your eyes open, unable to tear them away from the teeth that linger unbearably close to your delicate skin.

Ever so slowly, Montgomery's jaws part and he hisses out, “Why shouldn't I?”

Everything about him screams intimidation. He's bigger, he's stronger, and he really wants you to know it.

But there's one thing he hasn't taken into account.

You've been intimidated before.

Perhaps not by an eight-foot tall animatronic, but certainly by someone who was just as loud and boisterous as the alligator looming over you is now. You've had your back to a wall for years before tonight, so much so that it's become second-nature to lower your head and stare through bleary eyes at the carpet below you. It takes you a moment to remember that you've managed to fight your way out of this position once before, several months ago. You can do it again.

You're going to have to, because frankly, you're reluctant to let some blustering animatronic alligator drive you into a corner.

“Because,” you rasp and try to bunch your fingers into the fabric of your pencil skirt as if you could steal strength from the fabric itself, “I'm not your enemy, Montgomery. I'm just here to do my job. And the sooner you let me do it, the sooner I can be out of your – er – your scales. Okay?”

You don't meet his eye, but you do notice the gator recoil slightly, his jaws retreating from the top of your vision, even just slightly.

Silence settles thickly over your head once again before he speaks, low and threatening. “One last chance to get out...”

You raise your head, teeth clenched together so hard that they leave an ache behind. “I can't.”

You really can't. Oh, perhaps physically, you can. You could turn tail and flee like a bat out of Hell. But Mick is standing right outside that door, probably waiting to send you back inside if you try to beat a hasty retreat. All it would take is a few words from him - 'She wouldn't do her job!' - and your employers would send you packing with nothing but a cardboard box to carry your mug in.

You've had to give up a lot to get here, to afford a boxy little apartment on the outskirts of town with only your own income to pay the rent, and you're not about to give up what little you have, not without a fight.

So even when Montgomery Gator takes a step away from you, raises to his full height and lifts one, enormous fist into the air, you lock your knees and refuse to budge.

You can take a hit.

'Be tense,' you remind yourself distantly, heart hammering in your chest like it wants to escape the punishment it's about to receive, 'He can't damage internal organs if your muscles are in the way.'

It's an agonising wait, watching the gator's legs as he stands over you, his arm still held aloft.

You don't want to look at him, you don't want to provoke him, so there you stay, rigid and afraid until there's a gentle chuff of air wafting over your face.

You still don't take the bait though, keeping your eyes fixed on the joint of his knee.

Movement at the corner of your eye has you darting them over to see his fists lower gradually back down against his sides. That, at the very least, renders you curious enough to peer up at him through your lashes and gulp down a nervous breath.

He's glaring back down at you, his eyes somehow piercing right through the purple sheen of his sunglasses. Then, without warning, the gator puffs out his chest and snaps his teeth far too close to your face, bellowing, “Fine!” before he spins on his heel and stomps back towards his upturned couch, leaving behind a trembling mess of a human by the entrance.

You're not dead...

You take a deep breath and place one hand over your heart, fingers twisting deep into the fabric of your shirt. The legs keeping you upright hardly feel very sturdy at all, and you blink down at them numbly, wondering if your knees have been knocking like this since you walked in here.

“Well?!” The animatronic's snapped question brings you to your senses and you jump, throwing your head up and giving him a dumbfounded stare.

“You gonna start cleaning up, or what?!” he adds gruffly, gesturing to the chaos surrounding you.

Quick as a flash, you appease him with a hasty nod. “Sure. Yeah. Uh huh!”

Sneering your way, the gator rolls his shoulders and turns to grab the edge of his couch, lifting it back onto its stumpy legs with enviable ease.

You almost start to think that he's actually helping you, but you're soon proved wrong when he slumps down heavily onto the cushions and crosses his arms, glaring at you as you pick your way towards the window, where a large plant pot lays on its side, spilling soil all over the carpet. You'll definitely have to go and get the hoover from storage at some point, but you're reluctant to pause so soon without righting the majority of the room first.

So, all too aware of the crimson eyes burning a hole into the side of your head, you press your lips together and get to work.

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf security breach #security breach #montgomery gator #monty #reader #montgomery gator/reader #past abuse #Relationships with the other animatronics will come later #sundrop #daycare attendant #female reader

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thekingthatwrites · 3 years ago

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Request Rules

Please read these rules before requesting anything! If you do not, and send me an ask beyond my rules or against them, I will be blocking you.

Scroll to my master list to know who and what I will write for!

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Do know that sometimes I do get tired of writing, so if I just stop writing then I will get back to doing so as soon as I can, please be patient with me.

I will get to requests as soon as I can.

I do write x readers but I do not feel comfortable with writing x female readers. I will only do x Male and x GN readers but mainly GN.

If you have a specific request then please make sure to give me the details I need to write what you want me to.

This is all for fun, as I want people to enjoy my writing, so if you’re unhappy with something I write then Im sorry.

You can also request me to try and write a character from media that I have listed and I will try my best.

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WILL DO ✅

I will do x reader, as said before.

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Hurt/Comfort

I will also write oneshots for just the characters as well.

I will also do character ships just ask!

You can also ask for more than one character

WILL NOT! ❌

Smut

Yandere

Incest

Podophilic ships

x Oc

Nor Abuse

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Fandoms I write for:

Encanto

Fullmetal Alchemist

Undertale

Homestuck

Genshin Impact

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Five Nights at Freddys Security Breach

Identity V Detroit Become Human Bungou Stray Dogs

The Owl House

The Legend of Vox Machina

Marvel

The Adventure Zone: Balance

God of War: Ragnarok

Hermitcraft/Life Series

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Characters I write as:

Encanto Camilo Madrigal (Main) Bruno Madrigal Mirabel Madrigal

FMAB Greed (Main) Ling Yao Edward Elric Envy

Undertale Sans (Main) Chara Frisk Papyrus Asgore

Homestuck Karkat Vantas (Main) Jade Harley Dave Strider Roxy Lalonde Rose Lalonde Tavros Nitram Eridan Ampora Feferi Peixes Gamzee Makara Nepeta Leijon Kanaya Maryam Sollux Captor Vriska Serket Cronus Ampora

Genshin Impact Aether (Main) Venti (Main) Noelle Childe Zhongli Xiao Kaeya Diluc Thoma Beidou Xinyan Scaramouche

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Hanako

FNAF SB

Sunnydrop Moondrop Glamrock Freddy

IDV

Naib Subedar William Ellis Norton Campbell Mike Morton Luca Balsa Ganji Gupta Antonio Paganini Robbie White (Platonic Only) Detroit Become Human

Connor Nines Gavin Reed

Bungou Stray Dogs

Dazai Osamu (Mafia and Ada) Atsushi Nakajima Chuuya Nakahara Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

The Owl House

Hunter (Main) Gus Porter Willow Park Amity Blight Luz Noceda Raine Whispers King Darius The Collector

The Legend of Vox Machina

Percival De Rolo Vax Vex Scanlan Shorthalt

Marvel

Steven Grant Mark Spector Peter Parker (Tom Holland) Doctor Stephen Strange Tony Stark

The Adventure Zone

Barry Bluejeans Lup Tacco Taako Tacco Kravitz Magnus Burnsides Lucretia Davenport Angus Mcdonald (Platonic) Lucas Miller Duck Newton Minerva Aubrey Little Ned Chicane Dani Indrid Cold Amber Gris Devo La Main Oksana

God of War Ragnarok

Kratos Atreus Sindri Tyr Thor Baldur Fryer

Hermitcraft Impulse Skizz Grian Scar Tango (?) Bdubs Etho (I Can TRY some others)

Thank you for reading!

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aloiswrites · 3 years ago

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Hi! Welcome to my blog!

This is the side blog of @funtimezart , please follow my main if you wanna see my artwork!

This is a SFW and NSFW friendly blog, so I kindly ask minors to stay away! If you're a minor and you like my writing, please check my masterlist for fluff/soft SFW fics I've written.

I do not take writing requests from minors.

I do roleplay! OCs welcome. I'm a little bit selective though, so I may not reply to certain roleplay requests. Please don't take it personally! I will not roleplay with minors, it makes me uncomfortable!

If my profile says requests are closed, I will NOT respond to anymore asks until they're back opened again.

Characters I write ; Sunnydrop / Moondrop , Funtime Freddy (and Bon Bon) , William Afton, Michael Afton, Ghostface

This is a self insert blog! Meaning I ONLY write canon x reader fanfiction. I do not do canon x canon.

Funtime Freddy is NOT possessed by a child! I make sure to do thorough research on characters I write about before creating any fanfiction.

I work on headcanons first, usually! They take less time, so if you don't want to wait days (or possibly weeks) for a one-shot, you can just ask for a few headcanons!

If you don't specify whether or not you want it to be written as fics or hcs, I'll choose for you.

I try not being too OOC, but I may have to change up their personalities juuuust a tad so that I can make the prompt work.

I don't write Sun and Moon as two different animatronics. BUT I will gladly write both of them (showing how they'd react differently to certain situations, ect) in the same post if requested.

You can send in as many reqs as you want (as long as my request box is opened)!

I do not write for any canon Ghostface, nor do I write any Dead by Daylight AUs. The Ghostface I write as will be completely anonymous.

Rules:

Do NOT be rude/pushy! I don't reply to every ask I get. If I find it's too difficult/boring for me to write about, I probably won't respond to it ;; sorry!

I accept constructive criticism, just don't be a jerk about it, especially if I'm writing for you for free lol.

Please don't ask me to write for any other characters not listed above! I'll ignore you.

All fics/submissions are to be tagged accordingly, with the appropriate content warning. There are almost no limits to my writing.

If you do not specify whether or not you want it from an assigned female at birth or assigned male at birth perspective, I'll write it as gender neutral. (I'm not currently writing for neo pronouns because I don't want to offend if I do not use them correctly.)

This user writes:

Angst, comfort, fluff, platonic, suggestive, graphic smut, gore, torture, self inflicted injury, mlm, straight ships, Sundrop / Moondrop with "different" genitalia (If not specified on the parts you want them to have for smut, I'll write them with tentacle cocks lmfao, taboo kinks (vague, feel free to ask!), almost any kinks not listed below

This user will not write:

Sc@t, f@rt, di@pers, underage NSFW, pedophilia, raceplay, transphobia/homophobia, pregnancy (I don't know how to write something like that 😭 sorry!), most AUs (crossovers and human!animatronic will always be a no), decayed William Afton

FIC / HC MASTERLIST

SMUT

FLUFF

GURO

PLATONIC

ANGST

She Never Really Quit (CTW AU Funtime Freddy x gender neutral reader)

#michael afton #william afton #moondrop #sundrop #funtime freddy #ghostface

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bellrocsgf · 3 years ago

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(previously cry1ngchild)

I write for all fnaf and sum creepypastas, I am a minor

⇨ Rules

⇨ Creepypasta info

Master list ⇩

William Afton

-General Headcanons-

-Afton kids beating up William-

Michael Afton

-Past/Pre-Bite Headcanons-

-Kinda Angsty Headcanons-

-Post Scoop Headcanons-

-Bear Mask Mike Fanart-

-Afton kids beating up William-

-Ennard/Mike Fanart-

-Fanart-

-Foxy Bro/Teen Michael Headcanons-

-Fanart/Pride Month Special-

-Sexuality Headcanons-

-Angsty Fanart-

-Pre-Scoop Fanart-

-Remake of Ennard/Mike fanart-

-Yandere Michael Afton Headcanons-

-FNaF 6 Mike Fanart-

-Past Mike x Male reader-

-Past Mike whoopsie daisied fanart-

-Soft Mike Headcanons-

Crying Child/CC Afton

-General Headcanons-

-More General Headcanons-

-Fanart-

-Afton kids beating up William-

-Fanart 2-

-Gregory & CC Fanart-

-Vengeful CC Fanart-

-Vengeful CC Headcanons-

-‘I won’t let them take you apart’ Gregory & CC fanart-

Elizabeth Afton

-Past/Pre Ice Cream Headcanons-

-General Headcanons-

-Elizabeth Afton’s Girlboss Arc-

-Afton kids beating up William-

-Spotify Playlist-

Henry Emily

-Fanart-

Cassidy

-Fanart-

-Fanart 2-

Freddy Fazbear

-General Headcanons-

Foxy The Pirate

-Fanart-

Toy Bonnie

-General Headcanons-

Mangle

-General Headcanons-

Nightmare

-General Headcanons-

Circus Baby

-General Headcanons-

-Sexuality Headcanons-

Ballora

-Fanart-

-Sexuality Headcanons-

-Fanart 2-

Funtime Freddy/Bon Bon

-General Headcanons-

-Sexuality Headcanons-

-Fanart-

Lolbit

-General Headcanons-

-Sexuality Headcanons-

Ennard

-General Headcanons-

-Angsty Headcanons-

-Angsty Headcanons 2-

-Yandere Headcanons-

-Ennard/Mike Fanart-

-Fanart-

-Fanart 2-

-Fanart 3-

-Sexuality Headcanons-

-Spotify Playlist-

-Remake of Ennard/Mike fanart-

-Canon!Ennard fanart-

-Ennard x Reader Headcanons-

-Canon!Ennard Fanart 2-

-Human!Ennard Fanart + Concept-

Yenndo

-Sexuality Headcanons-

ScrapBaby

-Fanart-

Gregory

-Gregory & CC Fanart-

-‘I won’t let them take you apart’ Gregory & CC Fanart-

Vanessa/Vanny

-General Headcanons-

Glamrock Bonnie

-General Headcanons-

Roxanne Wolf

-General Headcanons-

-Drawing-

Sundrop/Moondrop

-Sundrop comforting you-

-Moondrop Headcanons-

-Sundrop fanart-

-Fluffyish Moon Headcanons-

-“I am not the Sunshine~” Fanart-

-Moondrop Fanart-

-Moon & Sun’s Interactions-

-Sun/Moon w/ adventurous reader-

-Sun/Moon Rental Situation-

-Sun/Moon w/ Koala Spirit Animal Reader-

-Sunnydrop Fanart-

Creepypasta ⇩

Candy Pop

-General Headcanons-

Laughing Jack

-Fanart-

-General Headcanons-

-X Female reader-

Jason The Toymaker

-Fanart-

-General Headcanons-

-Random Headcanons-

-Fanart 2-

Nina The Killer

-Fanart-

#fnaf #fnaf blog #fnaf imagines

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bubblegum-bibba · 3 years ago

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Hello individuals of the fnaf Fandom. I need some help. I'm writing a fanfic about Sunnydrop and Moondrop x a female reader.

And I'm not sure what to gender Sunny and Moon!

I don't wanna call them it, and I'm pretty sure they don't present as femme.. so should I use he or they?

#fnaf security breach #sunnydrop #moondrop #sunrise and moondrop

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snowflakeanimelover · 3 years ago

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Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 5

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11

Think you’re missing a part? Please look here.

Tag list is CLOSED.

Usernames that I am not able to tag(I Apologize for the inconvenience): @lilpaa, @callmegkiddo, @hahaitiedyouup, @slowdancingwithseokjin, @blanktide, @snclom

If you have any questions about this story, please comment on this post here. I am working on a Q&A post.

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“Here.” Vanessa hands me a flashlight and walkie talkie. “If you need anything, talk through these. I’ll be able to hear it.”

I roll my eyes. “I’ve worked as a night guard before.” I state to her, but she ignored me, continuing on for what I can and can’t do. Once she was finished, she left me on my own at the entrance. I watch as she scurries off with the flashlight, scanning her surroundings.

I couldn’t move. Once again, those memories came back. Those simple memories of a night I didn’t want to go through again. Although I keep telling myself that Scott fixed Sunnydrop, I can’t seem to get my coworker’s words out of my mind.

Earlier, I went and talked to a coworker of mine, who was also a friend. She works as a baker in the building and she’s a total junky for phenomenon’s. She’s the one that got the thought of the animatronics having a full personality in my mind. And she’s the only person I told my experience to.

“Woah.” She whispered quietly to herself when I told her my story. She cupped her chin in thought. “I wouldn’t think he was trying to kill you.” Is what she told me.

“Huh? Why not? He was clearly pulling me somewhere with that... creepy look in his eyes! And the line!” I remember freaking out to her.

She pushed up her glasses and smiled at me. “Kinky.” She giggled.

I glared at her in return. “Melly.”

“Okay, okay. It could be possible that he’s realizing who he is.”

“Realizing who he is?”

“Yes! You know? Realizing that he’s being controlled and doesn’t want to be.”

Realizing he’s being controlled and doesn’t want to be. Those words send shivers down my spine.

“How is it possible for an animatronic to realize that?” I asked myself.

“It’s either that, or a soul is possessing it.” She used a creepy tone with her sentence.

“You can’t be serious.”

“You know the rumors that went worldwide after the whole Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzaria incident? Yeah. That’s what I’m thinking.” At this point I was tired of her freaking me out even more and left her to her work.

Shaking the conversation from my thoughts, I decided to get back to work. My flashlight turns on with a click, and I flash it around to see how bright it is. Some lights stayed on in the building, but the corners were dark. Even with the lights on, it was still pretty dark.

As I was looking around me, testing the flashlight, I spotted a figure standing just a few feet away. My flashlight stays on the figure as I walk a little closer. There were too many glares from the flashlight to see clearly.

“Who’s there?” I call out. Just starting my night, and I’m already seeing a creepy figure. Getting closer, a familiar face is what the figure was. “Freddy? What are you doing out here?” I sigh with relief, glad that it wasn’t some other creepy person or thing. Or Sunnydrop, for that matter.

Freddy turns to me, metal scraping against metal. “(Y/N)? Why are you here?” He sends the question back at me.

“I’m taking over a job for someone tonight. Anyways, you need to go back to your room.”

He nods. “I see. I came out here because I heard something.”

“Heard something? What was it?” I use the flashlight to look into the darkness, wondering what it could be to make such a sound for Glamrock Freddy to come out of his room.

“Yes. Footsteps.” He confirms.

Now that brought my heartbeat to rise. “F-footsteps...?” Looking around once more, I take a deep breath. I’ve done this job before, it’s nothing new. “Alright. I’ll... go check it out. Now go back to your room.”

“Shall I go with you? I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you. What if it was a burglar?” My heart melts at his kindness, but I kindly decline it.

“I’ll be fine, Freddy. Don’t worry about me.” I smile at him.

“If you wish. (Y/N).... please be careful.” He says, before heading back to his room.

As soon as he left, I look out into the lobby. The lobby was filled with security bots that held flashlights. I had to be careful to not accidently run into them with how fast they were moving around. My new goal is to find that burglar that seems to be roaming around. I take out the communicator to contact Vanessa. “Vanessa, Come in.” I call out for her.

A few seconds later, the walkie talkie buzzes back. “I’m here. What’s up?”

“I found Freddy standing out of his room. Said that he heard footsteps. Could be a burglar, so watch out for them.” I tell her, walking through the lobby.

“A burglar? It could be a kid, too. I’ll keep an eye out.” She speaks.

I give her a simple response and the conversation has ended. I now look around me. I stood on the first floor, just above the stairs. So far it has been quiet. No footsteps or shuffling around.

From experience, I quickly turn around to see if I can catch someone. To my surprise, I see a figure quickly hide behind a wall. “Hey!” My voice echoes through the building. I chase after the figure, heading through doors and back rooms. “Get back here!” I call out again. The door shuts behind me like all of the others as I walk into a small room. stalked shelves littered the room.

When my foot lands into the middle of the room, the lights suddenly turn off. My eyes zip around the room with the flashlight, heart beating fast. I frantically turn in circles, the memories of that night with Sunnydrop coming back.

“Who’s there?!” My voice was cracking from the fear.

“(Y/N).” I gasp as a robotic voice sings my name.

I didn’t want to blink as I looked around the room. I could hear heavy footsteps and metal scratching against metal. And they were getting closer.

I slowly turn around when the sounds stop. Moondrop stood there, his laugh echoing through the small room.

“It’s night night time.”

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snowflakeanimelover · 3 years ago

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Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11

Think you’re missing a part? Please look here.

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“Look who decided to come back.” Fred, my coworker, claims as I walk into the Daycare center. As much as I didn’t want to come back, it was a well-paying job, and I couldn’t just turn away from it.

“Hey, Fred.” I give him a light smile.

Three days have passed since the incident. And during those three days, I called in sick so I can process what the hell happened that night.

“That sick, huh?” He comments, cringing at the bags under my eyes. Still having the fear to walk into the job itself, I only nodded to my coworker as a response. I was being cautious, looking around my surroundings constantly. Looking for Sunnydrop. “Well, the boss went ahead and had Sunnydrop get fixed. I don’t see why he needed it. He was working perfectly fine.”

I let out a breath of air that I didn’t know I was holding in when I walked into the Daycare center. I was glad my boss actually listened to my distressed call the very next day of the incident. Of course, I couldn’t tell him exactly what happened. “O-oh...? Well... that’s good.” I say. I notice his eyebrow raise at my words in question. “Anyways...where is Sunnydrop...?”

“Right here, Silly!”

I yelp, jumping back and landing my butt onto the ground. Sunnydrop stood right in front of me, his jolly old self jumping around like he usually does.

Usually.

“Woah, there! You alright?” Fred helps me stand back up. I can see how questionable he was getting at my behavior. My body was shaking, memories of that night running through my mind like never ending turning cogs and gears. I quickly take a deep breath before Fred would notice, looking over towards the animatronic I once thought was a friend. The robot cocks his head to the side at me.

“H-hey there...Sunny.” I respond to his appearance.

Sunnydrop jumps from foot to foot, his hands moving around as if to do the jazz hands. “(Y/N)! Did I spook yah? Did I? Did I?” He laughs.

I push out a fake laugh. “Uh...yeah, you sure did!” I force out a smile.

“Alright! Sunny? It’s showtime! Kids are gonna come piling in in five!” Fred claps his hands together to get our attention.

“You got it!” Sunnydrop salutes Fred, bouncing off to his rightful place.

A hand gets placed onto my shoulder and I look over to see Freds concerned smile. “You alright? That’s a first I’ve ever seen you jump like that. Especially with an animatronic.”

He was right. I love the animatronics, talk to them as if they were friends. Cared for them. I was closest to Sunnydrop. Always talking to him whenever I had the chance.

But that night. That wasn’t Sunnydrop. Sunnydrop has a program for what emotions he can have, and what he can say. That night... It’s like he was human.

I shake my head from the memories. Scott had Sunnydrop fixed. He’s back to normal now.

I think that as I watch Sunnydrop play with the kids.

I’ll just have to wait and see.

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“She’s back!” Alice raises her arms in victory. Alice is a friend of mine, and a coworker. Her job is to help the main four animatronics with their performances.

I wave at her with a smile, giving her a small hug. “Hey, Alice.”

She releases me from the hug, her big, blue eyes staring right into mine. “Thank goodness, you’re here! The gang has been worried sick about you!”

“I knew she was perfectly fine!” Behind Alice, the curtain opens to reveal all of the main four animatronics. Roxanne wolf, also known as Roxy for short, was ahead of the group.

“Hey, guys!” I say with a big smile.

“Did you see the performance?” Roxy asks me. I nod in reply. “I was awesome, wasn’t I!” She exclaims, more of a statement then a question.

“You sure were! All of you guys were great out there, as usual.”

“Because that’s what we do!” Glamrock Chica says.

“Good to see yah, (Y/N).” Montgomery Monty waves at me.

“Yes. It is indeed good to see that you are alright, (Y/N).” Glamrock Freddy speaks last. He always had a gentle and caring voice.

“Thanks for worrying guys. But I am all good now.” I reassure them.

“Alright! We still have one more show! So, let’s get all charged up before then.” Alice announces. The four animatronics wave me goodbye before heading to their rooms. She then turns to me. “Your break is probably over. It was good to see you back and well!” She hugs me one more time before leaving herself.

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Seeing all of the other coworkers and animatronics really helped me rethink things. Sunnydrop must’ve had a malfunction that night, and Scott fixed him. So, he is back to normal. My thoughts were soon interrupted by a phone call from the man himself.

“Hey, Scott. What can I do for you?” I answer, grabbing my keys from my pocket to open the backroom door to the Daycare center.

“Looks like you’re feeling better. Good. I have a favor to ask.” He speaks through the phone.

“A favor?” I curse under my breath when I accidently put in the wrong key, grabbing another from the many that hung on my lanyard.

“Yeah. Think of it as a time to make up for the days you missed.”

I scoff away from the phone so he wouldn’t hear. Like that’s what I need. “Sure. What is the favor?”

“One of the night guards called in sick, so I’ll need you to take his place.”

I drop my keys at his words. The keys landing onto the hard ground with a loud clank. “What?” I half hiss.

“I figured you’d be perfect for the job. Since it says, here in your resume, that you’ve been a night guard before.” I couldn’t respond. Too many questions going through my mind like a waterfall. Will Sunnydrop malfunction again? Will the animatronics malfunction? Are they going to come after me? “All right. It’s time for me to go. Thanks for taking this job. Have a good night.”

He hangs up. I shake my head from the ongoing thoughts, bending down to grab my keys. “That asshole.”

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Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 4

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The day seemed to go by fast once the call with my boss ended. I was dreading the night to come. Dreading to be in the dark with an animatronic once again.

“The day is almost over.” Fred tells me, bumping my side lightly with his elbow. Fred and I have been standing at the desk, watching the kids run around the area with Sunnydrop. “Are you ready to get off work?”

I shake my head with a frown. “For the first time, no.”

He cocked his head, eyebrow raised. “No? Why not?”

“Scott called me earlier today. Asked me to take over a night guards job tonight.” I say with regret.

“No way! Why you?”

“Because I had Night Guard duty on my resume.” I scoff. “I am not ready for tonight.”

I could tell he wanted to ask more questions, but the sound of a phone ringing on the desk interrupted him. He picks up the cell phone, answering it with his usual bright greeting.

A few words later, he ends the call. “Looks like they’re closing the Daycare early. Let’s wrap things up, then.” He smiles. “I’ll call on the speaker. Could you get Sunny back on stage?”

My heart froze.

It’s okay. Sunnydrop is fixed now. He won’t hurt me. He won’t do anything to me. He won’t grab my-

“You alright?” Fred’s hand rests on my shoulder, gently nudging me to get my attention.

My eyes flicker to his, a small smile gracing my face. “I’ll go get Sunny.” With that, I walk away from the counter and towards Sunnydrop.

Sunnydrop notices me quickly, jumping from foot to foot with excitement. “(Y/N)! Look kids! It’s (Y/N)! She’s a nice woman!” He calls out. All of the kids turn their attention to me, running at me like a herd of elephants.

“Miss (Y/N)! Thank you for helping me feel better!” A boy who scraped his knee earlier that day hugs me tight.

I smile at him. “Of course! I’m glad you’re feeling better.”

“Attention all parents and children! The Daycare will be closed early today! Please slowly and carefully exit the area.” Fred’s happy voice came through the speakers. All of the children whined and cried that they had to leave, like usual. But soon the children started to clear the area, so I walked up closer to Sunnydrop to get my job over with.

“Hey, Sunny. You did a great job today. But it’s time to go home.” I hesitate to speak to the animatronic I loved so dearly.

His head spins around, like he does for the children to smile, and jumps around. “Time to go home? Time to go home?! Awe man! I’ll miss seeing your smiling face!” He says excitedly.

My heart almost melted at his words. Almost. It was something he would say often after becoming close with the robot. He was very kind to me. But after that night…I couldn’t hear the kindness behind those words.

“Yeah. But I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” I try to smile at him.

“Alright, (Y/N)! See yah!” He waves goodbye at me as I walk back to the desk.

Fred had his coat on and his bag over his shoulder. “See yah tomorrow, (Y/N)! And good luck for tonight.” He calls, walking out the door.

Yeah… luck. I’ll need it.

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Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 6

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[[DISCLAIMER]: I don’t know how exactly robots work, so this is how I think they work. Even so, I tried to not make it so long. Robot programming has not been researched for this chapter.]

Program loading...

.......

Program startup...

......

Program functional...

Order Code: Entertain children. Protect children. Watch children.

Safety Code: Keep children safe.

Bring child to STAFF if injured.

Emotional Code: Happy. Excited. Kind.

“Hey there, Sunny!” A staff member walks up to Sunnydrop.

Scanning human...

Scanning Complete.

STAFF Member: Fred Winkston. Age: 34. Position: Daycare Center STAFF.

“Hey Fred! Is it time to party? Is it? Is it?” Sunnydrop jumps around happily.

Fred smiles at the robot. “It sure is! Let’s get started!”

Signaling....

Signaling...

Signal Code Functional: Let’s Get Started

Signal Code: Start.

“You got it, Boss man!” Sunnydrop salutes Fred, running towards his stage.

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“Sunny, look at this!” A little boy grabs the robot’s attention.

“Oh boy! What a toy that is!” The animatronic responds.

“Sunny, it’s my birthday today!” A little girl says.

“Well, then, happy birthday! You deserve a hug!” He hugs the girl in a tight embrace.

“...It’s nice to meet you...”

Scanning voice...

Scanning complete.

New STAFF Member: (Y/N) (L/N). Age: 25. Position: Daycare Center STAFF.

Sunnydrop looks at the Daycare center desk. Fred was shaking a woman’s hand. The woman was smiling.

Scanning...

Scanning complete.

Smiling resembles kindness.

(Y/N) (L/N) is kind.

Kindness acceptable.

“Hey there, new friend!” Sunnydrop suddenly appears before the woman and Fred.

“You must be Sunnydrop! It’s nice to meet you.” (Y/N) shakes his metal hand.

“Call me Sunny! All of my friends call me Sunny.”

“Well, Sunny, I can’t wait to start working with you.” She smiles even wider.

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A Few Months Later...

Program Loading....

.....

Program Startup....

.....

Program functional...

Order Code: Entertain Children. Protect Chi-LdR--eN....

Program Corrupt.

......

Program Restart.

Order Code: Entertain Children. Protect ChiL--Dre--.....(Y/N) (L/N). Watch (Y/N) (L/N).

Safety Code: Keep Ch--iLd--Rrrr.... (Y/N) (L/N) safe.

Bring C--hi..-lllll--d.... (Y/N) (L/N) in Daycare Center if injured.

Emotional Code: Happy. Excited. Kind.

Heee--r...r Sm-smm-...iLll--e..

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Program Startup...

Order Code: Unable to speak. Unable to move.

Scanning human....

Sanning complete.

STAFF Member: Scott C*****n. Age: **. Position: Manager.

Scanning human.....

Scanning complete.

STAFF Member: Mike *******. Age: **. Position: Animatronic Mechanic.

“So, what’s up with him?” Mike asks.

“Don’t know. The new coworker called in. Said that Sunny was watching her...in a creepy way.” Scott mumbles.

“Are you talking about (Y/N)? Yeah, she’s been here for a few months.” Mike recalls.

Scott nods. “I don’t know what the problem is. Fred said that he was acting fine.”

“So, should I check it out?”

Scott stayed silent for a few seconds. “No. There’s no point in wasting our time. I’ll just tell her that he was fixed.”

Program Shutdown.

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The Next Night...

Scanning human...

Scanning complete.

STAFF Member: (Y/N) (L/N).

(Y/N) (L/N).

(Y/N).

Fix resembles bad function.

“I wasn’t.... being bad.” Sunnydrop says quietly to himself.

Lying resembles bad behavior.

Bad Behavior unacceptable.

(Y/N) must be punished.

Order Code: Back to stage.

Back t--o St-..Age....

Ba..-cK...

Order Code: Punish (Y/N).

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Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 9

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It’s not very often to see Vanessa smile. If anything, she keeps a frown on her face almost all the time. Unless she eats a food she likes, or she puts on a fake smile for children. Other than that, you see her growling at people she hates the most when they pass by. I’m just glad she doesn’t growl at me. It might just be because I’m her new favorite Night Guard partner. But I’m sure as hell ain’t happy about it.

It’s midnight at the entrance of the Pizzaplex. Vanessa and I’s meeting spot, to be exact. Half of the time, my ears went deaf to her directions for the night as I stared at her smile with fear. It wasn’t a happy-that-you’re-my-new-partner smile. It felt more like a I-can’t-wait-to-see-what-you-go-through-tonight smile. Especially when she’s the only one who knows about the Moondrop incident.

Towards the end of her words, I managed to pitch my ears in to ignore that creepy smile.

“And don’t go into the basement floors. Pass Parts and Services.” She says.

I cock my head with furrowed brows. “Parts and services? Where’s that?” I ask her. I remember seeing the Parts and Services bins laying around, but never had I actually been there.

“You don’t know where that is?”

I shake my head. “I work at Daycare, Vanessa. “I let out a halfheartedly laugh.

“Well, it’s just under the stage. Use your map if you have to.” She points at the Fazwatch she gave me during her speech. It wraps tightly around my wrist. I glance down at it with a frown. Bless her heart for making sure I didn’t get lost, but also curse her heart for making me feel like a child. She then walks off and leaves me alone in the lobby.

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An hour of walking around has passed. There wasn’t anything too alarming so far. And by too alarming, I mean almost getting heart attacks by accidentally running into security bots and making them set off an alarm.

But what really caught my eyes were the security bots roaming around. There was way more than we usually have at night. I was curious about the crazy amount. A security bot at almost every corner and space of this giant building.

I put myself against a wall as a security bot runs by with a flashlight. I grab my walkie talkie and press the button that calls Vanessa. A noise to grab her attention. But a few minutes of me continuously pressing the button, I never received an answer. Only buzzing interference came through.

“Weird…” I say aloud, putting the walkie talkie away. Maybe we were too far apart.

“Gregory…” A robotic voice stops me from moving away from the wall. It sounded way too familiar, so I turned the corner to see if I was right.

And I was. Glamrock Chica was slumped, walking around the building as she called out for this…Gregory. Who is Gregory? And why are the animatronics roaming around? Did Scott program them to walk around and didn’t tell me or Vanessa?

I decided it was best to ask Glamrock Chica for the answers.

But something bumping into me makes me yelp in shock, frozen on the spot. I turn quickly, finding a boy with tanned skin looking up at me.

A boy ran into me. A child is in the building at closing time and ran into me. Ran into me. And I am a Night Guard.

“Oh my god!” I blurt out, making the child flinch. “What…what are you doing here?! Are you lost?” I try to ask the child. I probably wasn’t helping him stay calm from my yelling.

The boy didn’t say anything, slowly backing away from me. Before I could stop him, the boy turns and runs off. “Wait!” I call for the child, running after him. I couldn’t run very fast with my pencil skirt. Vanessa has mentioned something to me on the first night with her for me to wear pants next time. I must’ve forgotten about that, since I wore a skirt again. I am so used to wearing a nice office looking outfit for my job, that I didn’t think about wearing pants for this Night Guard job.

I follow the boy throughout the building, calling out to him over and over. As I went through a door the child went through, it turned out to be a closet. He ran into a dead end.

The door shuts behind me as I block it from him. “Would you calm down, please?” I gasp out from all of the running.

“F-Freddy, please help! I’m stuck!” The boy calls out. He had his wrist up close to his mouth to speak to it. I was about to question why he called out Freddy when the Fazwatch the boy is wearing makes a buzzing sound.

“Gregory? Are you alright?” Freddy’s voice comes through the watch.

“Freddy?” I ask aloud, surprised to hear him through the watch. His voice is programmed into the Fazwatch’s, but those weren’t the words he’s supposed to say in the watch. The boy’s terrified eyes glance up at me.

“(Y/N)?” Freddy says after a beat of silence.

“Yes! Freddy, what is going on? Who is this boy?”

“Oh. This is Gregory! I’ve been helping him through the night.” He says almost excitedly. “Gregory, this is (Y/N). You can trust her.”

The boy, Gregory, looks up at me one more time. Within seconds, he had his hands clutching onto my button-down shirt with glossy eyes. “Please! You have to help Freddy!”

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Listen I am in love with yandere Sundrop 😭 can I get a scenario where y/n is an adult working for the company and Sundrop gets dangerously jealous when someone interacts with y/n or especially when someone makes them smile or laugh 👀 I wanna see shit hit the fan if that's ok with u bestie 💅💅

That’s fine with me👀 wasn’t sure if this is what you wanted, but I hope it is lol. Enjoy!

⚠️WARNING⚠️ Yandere. Character death. Obsession. Major jealousy.

“Kyle?” I call out into the empty Daycare center. My coworker, Kyle, was supposed to take me out to dinner. I just met him today, since he was a new staff member, and by the end of the shift he asked me out.

I figured it was more of a friend thing. Hanging out to talk about work and what he had to expect. Earlier, I was waiting for him by the entrance, but he forgot something and asked me to wait for him.

It has been an hour since then. After thirty minutes of waiting, I figured what he forgot was missing and it took him a bit to look for it. But when thirty more minutes passed, I decided to go help him out.

But when I walked into the Daycare center, it was completely empty. No Kyle, nor was there Sunnydrop who usually likes to walk around.

After not seeing the new guy, I go to look for him somewhere else. Maybe he got lost? Instead, a loud bang echoed through the building. And it came from the back room behind the Daycare center desk.

I tiptoe to the door, calling out for Kyle. He never responded. Did he fall and get knocked out.

Those thoughts were immediately thrown away when I hear a loud cry from the room. I quickly swing the door open, making sure he was okay.

But what I found was not what I expected. Sunnydrop stood in the room, his back facing me.

“Sunny?” I call out to him. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the stage?”

When he turned around to face me, my eyes widen at what I have seen.

Dark, red liquid was splattered into his metal body, the liquid dripping down at some spots.

I didn’t want to think of what that liquid could be.

“S-Sunny…? What happened…?”

“Only I can make you smile.” It sounded like he was growling, but with a happy tone.

“What…?”

“So I made sure that only I could make you smile.” He jumped, excitement in his voice.

When he took a couple of steps forward, I saw the body behind him. The body laid still on the floor. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew who it was.

“Oh my god.” I wanted to throw up at the scene, covering my mouth to keep the bile in. At that time, I didn’t notice Sunnydrop wrapping his arms around me tightly.

“Don’t worry! I’ll take care of it!” He laughs, hugging me even tighter.

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Sunnydrop x reader | where the reader has issues with physical affection due to trauma and sunny does everything they can to make them feel more comfortable without touching them < 3

This was super cute! Thank you for the request!

The one place I'd never go to was to a mall. And my parents just had to bring me to one, all because of my younger brother. It wasn't just any normal mall, either. It was the Pizzaplex.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria has been a restaurant for many, many years. Changing very few years to something better. And they really outdid themselves with this one. A giant mall just for the four main animatronics.

At least, that's what my parents told me.

From a past incident, I've had trauma. And because of that incident, I have troubles with physical touch. Not even my family touches me because of it.

And for some reason, they had me go with them to the Pizzaplex.

"Take him down to the Daycare center, won't you? Watch him for a bit." My parents ask me. I look down at my younger brother as he jumps around, pleading me to take him.

I reluctantly agree. Maybe there would be a room I could sit in, or a table to sit at. Sadly, there were none of those options when we got there. I give the staff the Daycare pass, and they point to a small opening.

"There's no way I'm going in that." I say immediately.

Allowing my younger brother to hold my hand so he wouldn't get lost, he yanks my arm. "Please? Please come!"

With those eyes, I really couldn't say no. He goes first down the slide into the pit, and I follow close behind.

We fall into a ball pit with kids all over the place. I was cautious, hoping that no kids would come jumping on me as I walked through the ball pit to get out. Once I did escape the ball pit, I notice a secluded area by the wall. So, I curl myself behind a cushion wall so no kids could find me.

But the sudden pop up from an animatronic didn't help my calm mind. I yelped when a yellow clown-like animatronic jumps out in front of me.

"Hi there!" He says excitedly. "Why so sad?! Come play!" He grabs my arm and I practically scream at the contact. The robot let's go just as fast, taking a step back. I take a deep breath, looking around to make sure no one called 911 or something by the scream. But it looked like no one noticed from all of the kids screaming.

"I-I'm sorry... I just... don't like people touching me." I tell him.

He stopped jumping around, taking one step forward. "I had no ill intention towards you, I promise!" He says, crossing his heart in a goofy way.

A small giggle escapes me, and he seemed to be overjoyed to my reaction. "What's your name?" He asks excitedly.

"(Y/N)..." I tell him. "Um... I'm sorry, but what's yours?"

He pretended to be hurt by my comment. "Why, I'm Sunnydrop! Call me Sunny!"

"Hi." I say awkwardly.

"Come! I'll show you something you'll love!" He goes to grab me but stops himself. "May I touch you?" Surprisingly, his voice wasn't so loud, like usual. I hesitate, but nod. He gently grabs my hands, pulling me to a spot in the room. There was a curtain covering part of the wall, and he pulls it back. A beautiful painting of him and another character, which looked to be of the moon.

"This is... beautiful." I speak.

He jumps. "I'm glad!

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Light And Dark(FNAF Security Breach) Part 7

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I couldn’t remember what happened. My eyes land on Moondrop, and soon darkness took over. A second later, and I’m finding myself up in a sitting position, looking around in a panic.

“Oh, thank God.”

I quickly turn my head to the voice, letting out a breath when I see Vanessa sitting by my side.

“I’ve been shaking you and calling your name for a few minutes now.” She speaks.

I slowly nod, processing my situation. That’s when I remembered Moondrop stopping by.

“M-Moondrop...?!” I say, spinning around to look for the animatronic.

A pair of hands grabbing my shoulders stop me from the panic. “Calm down! What do you mean by Moondrop?”

“H-he was here! I saw him! Before I....” Before I passed out.

“Well, I don’t see him, so calm down, okay?”

I nod at her words, my body finally relaxing. “How...did you find me?”

Vanessa looks up behind me. I turn to see Freddy standing there. “Freddy found me and asked for help. Told me you were laying here in the middle of the lobby.”

“Yes. I am so glad you are alright, (Y/N).” Freddy confirms.

The lobby...?

Sure enough, I was laying on the lobby floor. Definitely not where I passed out at. Who moved me? Could it be Freddy?

“Come on, can you stand?” Vanessa stands up, not even bothering to help me stand as well. I managed to get up myself, walking around a bit to see if I was alright. I walk back to the two who found me. “Looks like you’re doing fine. Let’s get back to work.” She turns and walks away, her flashlight out once again.

“Oh,” She stops, looking back at me. “And I haven’t found that intruder yet. Have you seen anything?” I shake my head with a sigh, and she continues on.

I look up at Freddy, who still stood by me. “Freddy? How did you find me?”

He looks down at me. “I heard those footsteps again, but this time, there was laughter as well. I followed and found you laying here. Were you, perhaps, sleep walking? I found that is very common for humans.”

I giggle, shaking my head at his assumption. “There’s more to the story, isn’t there?”

I hear him make some kind of groan mixed with a sigh. “You are correct, as usual.”

“Well? Did you see who was dragging me around?” I fold my arms, my voice stern.

“It...it was Moondrop.” My eyes widen. “When he saw me, he let you go and ran off somewhere. (Y/N), I am very worried about you.”

“Moondrop....? Do you.... Did he say anything...? Like where he was taking me?”

To my disappointment, he shook his head. “I’m afraid not. I apologize for not having the answers.” His robotic voice was laced with sadness and regret.

I shake my head, smiling up at him. “Don’t worry about it, Freddy. You saved me, so thank you.”

“You are most welcome.”

I look at my watch, the time being a few hours just before the doors are supposed to open. I wonder how long I was passed out for.

“Guess I’ll have to go back to work. Thanks again, Freddy.”

“Wait! (Y/N), may I go with you? I am worried for your safety, especially after seeing what Moondrop was doing to you.”

As much as I dislike people wanting to help me, he had a point.

When people ask me if they could help me, or protect me, it bothers me. I was taught to be strong, and to take care of myself. I was bullied so much in school for asking for help. Saying it was a weakness. But in this case, these are animatronics I’m dealing with, and animatronics are way stronger than me.

Moondrop was a threat to me, from what Freddy has told me. Who knows where he’d take me if I was by myself and unfortunately run into him? I may not pass out the next time, but he could very well knock me out.

I shiver at the thought, quickly nodding to Freddy of approval for his offer. Even without his facial expressions, I could tell he had a wide smile. “Thank you, (Y/N). I feel a lot better for your safety.”

We walk side by side throughout the building, his feet thunk on the ground with every step. “I feel a lot better with you by my side. You are kind to think about my wellbeing.”

He chuckles. “You are very dear to me. A dear friend, to all of us.” He concludes.

“That’s very sweet. I enjoy your guys’ company. You make me laugh and enjoy my time here.” I say with a smile as I remember the fond memories.

“I am glad you feel that way.”

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Morning came with no other problems throughout the night. Freddy stayed by my side until we ran into Vanessa. She deemed it a rule that the animatronics stay in their rooms, unless for security reasons. So, instead, Vanessa stayed with me for the rest of the night.

Scott let me go home to sleep for staying up all night. I went home with a frown on my face when he offered me to keep doing the Night Guard duty before leaving. He claimed that I could get extra money and would allow me to take any days off whenever I wanted.

It was a nice thought, but I told him I’d think about it. As nice as having more money sounded, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle another incident with an animatronic again. So far, it’s been only at night with these incidents. Like when I came back that one night to grab something and was interfered with Sunnydrop. Or, just recently, when Moondrop tried to kidnap me somehow.

After my curt answer that I’d think about it, Scott went up to his office where he usually hangs out. Before leaving, Vanessa and I talked about that night

In conclusion, she thought I did a better job than her partner who called in sick. I couldn’t tell if she was trying to be nice, or just really hated her partner. Either way, I smiled at her small, unintended compliment. We then separated to head home for a long day of rest.

The Moondrop incident wasn’t brought up to anybody.

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