Five Nights At Freddis X Reader

#10

(y/n) was walking in the middle of an empty void. The sky was a gray color and nothing could be seen for miles on the flat plain in front of him.

"Where is this place?" he asked. His voice seemed to echo quietly as he stopped and looked around at the vast empty space. "Hello!" he called out. "Hello!" he called out again. "Hmm." he muttered as he stared around. He was about to call out again before he heard footsteps coming from behind before they stopped.

"(Y/n)." he heard a woman say. (Y/n) turned to see Goldie standing before him, but was slightly different. Her robotic form was there, but she had eyes this time. Her voice didn't sound all raspy at all. Her synthetic fur looked cleaned up and seemed to shine like actual gold. All in all, she looked much better than the other times he'd seen her. They just stared at each other for awhile before she smiled at him.

"All these years I've seen you in my dreams, yet only recently have you spoken to me." he said. "Who are you?"

"It's me." she said.

"That's what you said last time we met." he said. "I still don't understand. Who are you? Why did you ask for help the last time?" he asked again.

"I'm a victim." she said before she started to fade.

"Victim?" he asked before running towards her. "Wait!" he cried out just as she disappeared. "What's going on? What are you talking about?!"

"Goodbye for now, (Y/n)." her voice whispered as the void disappeared.

"Nnnn...no...who are you?" he groaned before he opened his eyes and found himself back in his room. "Wha? Another dream?" he said before he groaned and rubbed his head. "This day is gonna get strange. I know it." Moments later, he was in the shower and was now feeling relaxed as the warm water ran down his body. He had been thinking a bit about his dreams, the pizzeria, the girls, the picture of Freddi from before her upgrade that looked like the golden bear. None of it made any sense. Was it all connected somehow? And what did she mean that she was a victim? He couldn't figure any of it out, and that was driving him crazy. "Maybe I should just ask Mr. Fazbear and the girls." he said.

-2:07 P.M.-

The pizzeria was busy with kids and families coming and going for pizza and fun. (Y/n) had decided to stop by for some lunch and see everyone working. He was sitting in a booth and looking in the menu for something simple before TF came by.

"Hey (Y/n)." she said in a happy tone.

"Hey TF." he said. "How's work?"

"It just got better now that you're here." she said. (Y/n) just smiled under his bandages.

"Glad I could help." he said, making them both laugh.

"So, what can I get you?" she asked.

"Small sausage please." he said.

"Coming right up." she said before walking off. (Y/n) smiled as he fished out a twenty to pay for his food when it was delivered. He just listened to the girls who were on stage playing music and watched them smile and just having fun. The kids sometimes sung along with them, while some even danced on stage with them. He smiled before he felt his sunglasses yanked off his face.

"Toilet Paper (Y/n)." came a smug voice. (Y/n) rolled his eyes at the voice.

"Timothy A. Jensip." (Y/n) sighed as a big guy sat across from (Y/n). He looked a little older than (Y/n) with short blonde hair and was a few inches taller than him. He had a bit of muscle on him and was wearing a white shirt with #1 in bold print on it. He had on dark blue jeans with a black belt and black boots. He was leaning back in the booth with his hands behind his head and a smug smile on his face. "What are you doing here Tim?"