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[thequarterkid]

Teen!Michael Afton x fem!reader

Chapter 3

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Y/N needed to pick up some groceries, their fridge and cabinets were running a little too low in her opinion. She went over to the closest corner store to get what she needed, although she had to walk because of her bike disappearing faster than a dad.

The walk wasn't too long but the heat of the sun did not help, but she was was relieved to feel the cool rush off air as soon as she went inside the store. It was like a very much welcomed hug, making her stand by the door a minute and take it in.

Y/N walked around the place, slowly scanning the selves for what she needed, the list in her head kept her focused. Eyes glued into the items, at few times she picked something and checked it off her mental list. She wanted to get a better look at the self so she backed up and bumped into the person behind her, she jumped when she did it and instantly whipped around to apologize.

The boy, Michael. He faced her wide eyed until he recognised her. "Bike girl!" He greeted her with a smile. "I didn't expect to see you so soon!" He held 3 packs of gum in his left hand and a soda in the other.

"Oh hey, uh, Michael!" She, forgot his name for a second which have her a mini heart attack. "Sorry for bumping into you." Y/N was really glad she didn't make Michael drop anything, it would have been so much worse. Also, 'bike girl'? What was with the nickname, did he forget her name as well?

"Nah, it's fine!" he waved his gum filled hand and dismissed it. "What are you buying? " Michael asked as the two started strolling down the small isles, Y/N 's gaze being on the shelves. Every step they took could be heard through the quietness of the corner store.

"I just need to pick up some groceries for dinner and what not, I'm hoping to cook up some soup- don't ask me what kind, I have no idea." She smiled as she talked and she was grateful that Michael was listening to her ramble. "I haven't made anything like that in a while so I hope it goes well." Y/N grabbed some cans off the shelf.

He had huffed out a laugh, "I'm sure it'll be fine, you're probably a great cook." His comment made Y/N shake her head, it was nice of Michael. He looked at her with a grin, showing off his rather white teeth. "I'm serious! You know, how about I come over for dinner, maybe help out a little, and taste test it for you! That way you'll know I'm right, like always."

She stopped walking and turned to look at him, although a smile was still plastered on her face. "Are you just trying to get free food out of me? Because if so.."

"What? No!" He laughed, "I'll carry your grocery bags all the way back to your house if you let me in for dinner, honest!" Michael had put the gum and drink he was buying onto the counter to be paid for. "Maybe just think of it as me saying sorry for almost smashing into your brother —because I am!" He felt the need to add on that last part.

Y/N signed sarcastically and rolled her eyes, she smirked as she dragged out the sentence, "I guess I'll have to let you." Y/N looked him directly in eyes, "I just couldn't let a poor soul like you starve!"

"Ha, ha." He responded to her sarcasm with a bit of his own, slamming the cash onto the counter. Never once did he stop looking at her, a single eyebrow raised.

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[thequarterkid]

Teen!Michael Afton x fem!reader

Chapter 2

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Y/N put her bike to the almost full racks outside the building, trusting it wouldn't be stolen, and when inside she had actually enjoyed her time at Fredbears! She had watched the animatronics with curious eyes for a while, she admired how the place was pretty full, how people were over all just having a good time.

Kids ran around, chasing each other. Some watched the animatronics, many were sat at tables eating or drinking something, others played the arcade games, she had already decided to give them a try on her next visit here, and that she was going to bring her brother. She was done with the place, for now, so Y/N stuck to her word and headed over to the counter.

There you could either cash in your tickets for some sweet prizes or if you just had money you could buy a plush, which was what she was going to do. She looked at all the ones on the shelf that she could buy, Y/N didn't know which one to get, but after a minute or two she came to a decision. 'I'll get him one of the main animatronics for now, that way when he comes here he could start a collection, if he wanted of course.' She thought to herself as she neared the counter.

Standing there was an employee, he was young, probably around her age. He looked a little bored, maybe he didn't enjoy his job or maybe today was just long for him, she couldn't tell. When she walked towards him he seemed to straighten up a little but she brushed it off as trying to be professional.

"What could I do for you today?" He asked as he clapped his hands  together. It didn't look like she had any tickets with her so he made a tiny assumption that she was using money, and to his guess she was.

"Hey, could I get.. uh, the yellow bunny please?" She party pointed to the plushie on the shelf. Feeling a little awkward for not knowing it's name. She had heard some kid saying the name earlier but it now completely slipped her mind. As she looked at him she thought he kind of looked like the boy who had almost ran over her brother earlier, 'Strange.' She was snapped back out of her thoughts when she heard him speak.

"Springbonnie? Sure thing." He grabbed the cotton stuffed piece of yellow fabric for the girl, "Tickets or cash?" He asked setting the thing down at the counter.

"Money." She replied. Y/N was told her price, she gave him the money, and got the spare change back. "Thank you." She gave him a slight smile, in which he returned and nodded at her. Y/N inspected the stuffed animal, she was sure Connor was gonna like it, and if he didn't then oh well. 'I'll just start my own collection!' She joked to herself, as she walked around more.

She didn't even realize but she had stayed until closing time, which was 8 pm that day. She walked out to the empty bike racks. Completely empty. Where was her bike? "Damn it!" She cursed herself out under her breath. "This is what happens when you don't use your head, Y/N." She pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance knowing that when she was about half way there that she realized she should've grabbed a bike lock but just kept going because she felt she was already too far to turn back.

"Are you okay?" A voice came from behind her, it startled her and she jumped. The boy, the one from the counter was holding the handle bars of his bike while staring at her. "You seem, upset, about something.."

"I-" She felt embarrassed and stupid. "My bike got stolen." Her voice quieted down and she looked down at her feet then back up at the boy. "That's all." Not knowing why she explained it to him, when she just could have brushed it off and let him continue with his day. The boy sighed, "Travis.." he shook his head and looked away, thinking for a moment, tapping his fingers on the grip. "I could give you a ride back to wherever you're going, the seat on my bike is extended, I just don't have helmets." He rubbed the back of his neck.

Y/N brightened up at his offer, "Oh I would appreciate that very much! Thank you!" She smiled at him as he sat on his seat. "I'm Y/N, and you are..?" She extended her hand out to him. "Michael, nice to meet you." He shook her hand then pointed behind him, "Just hop on behind me, there's pegs you can put your feet on." Y/N nodded and she did what he said and sat down. She saw the pegs but at first only put one of her feet on them, the other was on the ground, she worried she would unbalance them. Y/Ns next struggle was not knowing where to put her hands, and Michael caught on to that so he came up with a simple solution!

He grabbed her arms and made them wrap around his torso, "Hold on tight, I ride pretty fast." She put her other foot up on the lonely peg, "Alright." And they were off! At first his peddling has slower than she thought, that was until he asked her address, received it, and knew where he was going. That's when he started to speed, and she subconsciously tightened her grip around Michaels torso, scared of falling off his rigidity bike.

Once they were outside her house he seemed to recognize it. "Do you have a little brother? Because earlier today I almost-" Y/N didn't need to know the rest of the sentence that he was going to spit out. She just smiled, "-ran into him? Yes I know, saw the whole thing." His reaction was funny, the way he looked down, slumped over, clearly embarrassed. "Oh."

She got off the bike, taking another look at the plushie before turning her attention to Michael. "It's fine though! No one got hurt and that's what matters." Y/N gave the boy a reassuring smile, she didn't want him to be embarrassed. He looked up at her, "Thanks."  She shook her head, "No, thank you. I'm grateful you gave my a ride!" He chuckled, "I'll see you around then?" "Yeah." With that she turned around and headed down the walkway to the door.

In the evening light, Y/N reached for the cold doorknob to the house. When she turned it and opened the door she couldn't help but look back. Michael was still there, making sure she would get into her house. Y/N waved to him and was met with a, "Later!" before he rode off. She was glad to have a positive interaction with someone today, especially since it was her first time talking to anyone her age in this town.

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Teen!Michael Afton x fem!reader

Prologue & Chapter 1

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Prologue

"Like how all good romance stories start, the protagonist moves to a new town, then meets their best friend.. or they meet their one true love. Doesn't really matter, because they meet one of the two first and either have a cute, sentimental, cringy, funny, or whatever else moment together that could shape their relationship for the rest of the book.."

The boy huffed out in boredom, interrupting the speech his older sister was giving him.

"I don't careee." He groaned out, "Mom, can we please get something to eat? I can feel my belly eating itself!" The boy continued to complain. He really didn't know when to stop talking, that was one of his bigger issues, just running his mouth anytime he pleased. Y/N wasn't too fond of people like that, but for him, she had to make an exception.

"Connor, be quiet, we ate like half an hour ago! Also, if you're too bored to be hearing me talk about my book, then like," she paused for a moment, not knowing what to come up with. "Just look out the window or something, daydream! That's what I do." 

Her brother just stared at her. "That's because you're mentally challenged." The woman in the drivers seat intervened, she sent a cold glare through the mirror as a warning. "Sorry..." The boy mumbled, looking down at his feet. "It's just what Justin said, though." Mentioning the name of Connors old 'friend' made their mothers blood boil. The kid had no respect.

"Yes well, Justin, will not be filling your head up with offensive terms any longer, that's for sure!" Their mother said. "You'll make new and better friends, hopefully ones that will inspire you to be a better person. Although, you might be the inspirer, Y/N!" She giggled at her own comment, "Teach these teenage hooligans some manners!"

"How do you know Y/N will make friends? She couldn't do that in our old city." Of course Connor had to pipe up, but he quickly shut down once he felt a kick to his leg and his older sister staring him straight in the eyes. Silence filled the car once again, moves were always awkward, for everyone. But where they were moving to felt worse.

They were going to Hurricane, a city in Utah. She wouldn't be surprised if the locals started yelling at them in their weird accents, Southern? Western? One of the two. Of course the scenery definitely changed from what their family was used to, from the beautiful Northwest shores and the green forests of Oregon to the partly green and very red landscape of Utah.

"This place is a desert.." Y/N said under her breath as she watched the town from out the car window. They had reached Hurricane, now all they had to do was reach their new house. Oh the joy.. "I hope our house is at least cool, right Connor?" She turned to her brother for his answer.

"I better get the biggest room." He said.

"Mom gets the biggest room, she's the adult, remember?"

"Well then I better get second biggest."

"Second biggest goes to me."

"What?! Why?"

"I'm older than you!"

Their mother had to pop in to make them stop bickering like they usually did. "If you two don't stop I'll kick you out of the vehicle and make you find your way to the house." That shut them right up.

She sighed and went back to watching out the window, watching the buildings, what greenery there was, the other cars, the people, all flashing by. At some point when they were at a red traffic light she saw a group of boys, that were probably around her age, messing around on the sidewalk.

They laughed and pushed each other around, until one of them fell, a rather small and skinny boy, than they laughed at him. The one on the ground mocked them and got up, he must have said something weird or wrong because it made one of the other boys run at him until they were in a chase, leaving the other two behind.

'What a strange city this is going to be.' She thought to herself.

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Chapter 1

It had been about a week from when they moved into their new house. When they did get there on the first day it was already the evening, so for bed they put some pieces of foam down, laid the sleeping bags on top, and went to sleep. Over the past few days they had managed to get a good set up in there house going, even if they still had a few things to unpack. The house wasn't bad Y/N had to admit, she thought it was rather cozy, and she absolutely loved her room.

She resided on the second story like the rest of the bedrooms. As soon as you'd walk into her room you would have her closet on your left and you'd be looking straight of the window, which had a seat so you could sit and watch whatever happens on the street below. The window itself also opened up, it gave her access to part of the roof, where it was luckily not to steep so she could sit there too if she pleased.

That's what she did that day, read a few books, unpacked her and set up the rest of her room until she was finished, and now stared out her window. She did decide to go outside when she saw her brother in the front yard, she was curious as to what he was doing and how he was setting in.

When she went out she could see Connor dribbling his basketball in the driveway, the ball repeatedly hitting the worn and cracked surface made a sound that she almost made her believe it was echoing, and that the neighbours could hear it. "Hey Connor." She called to the boy, making him turn to look at her. "You doing alright?"

He shrugged, "Ya, just missing our old city. Mom said I'll get used to this place though, so I guess I'm alright." Connor looked down at the sun bleached ball in his hands. "Why'd we move hear again?"

He asked looking up at her.

"Grandmas' been lonely ever since Grandpa passed. Mom just thought she would need some company, even if we had to leave everything behind." She didn't know how he forgot already, although, that was basically his thing. Forgetting the most important of things and remembering the dumbest stuff. She had no idea how his brain functioned the way it did, with the amount of stupid stuff he's done.

"Oh yeah.." Connor threw his ball against the wall of the house, just above the garage door. They needed a hoop for him, in their old neighbourhood they had a basketball court pretty much right across the street, so Y/N and her mom could keep an eye on him but still remain on their property. The ball bounced farther then what Connor expected and it rolled onto the road, though it still was close enough to the sidewalk, this made Connor more careless when retrieving the object.

What the siblings couldn't see was the bicycle hurtling down the road, and as Connor ran out to snatch the ball back the person on the bike had to hit the brakes hard. The bike toppled over a bit but the person riding it caught himself with his foot. "Christ!" The boy yelled out when he almost hit Connor, strands of brown hair fell as the boy looked down at her brother, who had shrunk down in shock and was holding the ball to his chest. The boy stared at Connor, his blue eyes wide.

Neither of them said anything so the boy huffed out a breath and continued riding down the street, he didn't say sorry, he didn't curse Connor out, he just left. But he left too quickly because Y/N wasn't able to reach him in time and apologize for her brothers recklessness. She just let the air out of her lungs and took a moment to process how bad that interaction could've gone.

Connor slowly got up and looked over at Y/N, still a bit shocked but had enough thoughts to say something, even if it was unimportant. "He wasn't wearing a helmet." This just made Y/N stare down at him but not say anything. "Like imagine he went flying, he would've gotten really hurt." Connor tried to lighten the mood. He was not doing a good job.

"You would have gotten really hurt if he crashed into you!" She exclaimed as she walked over to the side of the garage where she had placed her own bike. The only response she got from him was a shrug. Y/N sighed and punched the bridge of her nose. "Look, I'm going out. There's this place called Fredbears Family Diner that I want to check out, do you want to come with me?"

"Not really." Connor shook his head, then seemed to think for a moment. Could you get me something from there if you can, please?" He asked politely.

"Why not." She agreed, she didn't mind spending money on him when it was stuff like this, plus she had plenty on her. "I'll see you later. Just remember to stay inside, if you have to go outside go to the backyard, just please don't get injured while I'm away." She turned and started to get seated on her bike before remembering something else, "Oh, and mom is coming home at 9!"

Her younger brother nodded, marking everything down mentally, hoping he'd recall it later. He looked down at his watch, "You have 8 hours before she's home." Then he headed for the front door, he was probably going to play with his cars.

"See you in a bit!" She waved to him and headed in what was hopefully the direction of the diner.

It was also the direction in which the boy on the bike was going.