Dear Diary,
I don't really know why I started this little diary, but I figured that it'd be something nice to do every once in a great while. It's weird, I suddenly have an interest in dance. Like, ballet. I don't know what's going on. I found Mrs. Afton's old cookbook the other day and made a recipe, it turned out amazing. Creme brulee. I normally suck at making it, yet somehow it's like I made it the exact way that Mrs. Afton made it, just the perfect amount of moisture and the perfect texture. Not grainy, but not too smooth. ((Also, to whoever could find this someday, here's the recipe; INGREDIENTS
2 cups heavy or light cream, or half-and-half, 1 vanilla bean, split lengthwise, or 1 teaspoon vanilla extract, ⅛ teaspoon salt, 5 egg yolks, ½ cup sugar, more for topping. PREPARATION; Heat oven to 325 degrees. In a saucepan, combine cream, vanilla bean and salt and cook over low heat just until hot. Let sit for a few minutes, then discard vanilla bean. (If using vanilla extract, add it now.) In a bowl, beat yolks and sugar together until light. Stir about a quarter of the cream into this mixture, then pour sugar-egg mixture into cream and stir. Pour into four 6-ounce ramekins and place ramekins in a baking dish; fill dish with boiling water halfway up the sides of the dishes. Bake for 30 to 40 minutes, or until centers are barely set. Cool completely. Refrigerate for several hours and up to a couple of days. When ready to serve, top each custard with about a teaspoon of sugar in a thin layer. Place ramekins in a broiler 2 to 3 inches from heat source. Turn on broiler. Cook until sugar melts and browns or even blackens a bit, about 5 minutes. Serve within two hours.))
Gosh, and Michael's been doing a lot of things that kinda remind me of Mr. Afton . Not necessarily like that creep and murder stuff, but he jsut gives the vibes of Mr. Afton back when he was alive. And get this, he got promoted from night technician to manager! I'm happy for him, but it seems like each day, he's becoming more and more like his father. People are telling me that I'm starting to remind them of Mrs. Afton, but that's crazy, right?!
Ever since I started writing entries in this journal/diary, I've just been feeling more calm though. Mrs. Afton did tell me once that she just likes to write things down, since it's very therapeutic to her, but it's just a helpful tip in general! It's not like I'm turning into her or anything, right?
Your "friend" or whatever you'd like to call me, even though you're an inanimate object, [Y/N] Afton.
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Dear diary,
We have this whole Christmas party thing that we have to go to in L.A., which is like 2 hours from where we live. ((And yes, I know that I'm doing a lot with Christmas time )) It's a friend of Michael's that's hosting it and he figured that we'd be able show up. We're currently stopped in Thousand Oaks right now, so we have about 44 minutes until we actually get there, but I always assume more with going to L.A., due to the traffic.
Being married to Michael for these past few months has actually been pretty awesome. He started giving me the nickname 'Buttercup', which he thought of after we watched 'The Princess Bride'.
Oh, I gotta go, we're about to get back onto the road.
Love, [Y/N] Afton.
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We arrived at the party pretty soon after I'd written in my diary last. It was Christmas Karaoke, which was awesome except for the fact that someone decided to sing the song 'Love Game' by Lady Gaga, which IS NOT a Christmas song.
I'm really starting to wonder who's documenting our lives, because I found the song 'Merry FNaF Christmas' on the karaoke machine. What even does 'FNaF' stand for?! Five Nights At Fredbear's?! I don't know! It could be Freddy's for all that we know! And I keep on hearing things about this guy named 'Scott Cawthon'. Who is that? Eh, whatever. He's probably just some video game developer or voice actor or somebody like that.
I selected 'Merry FNAF Christmas' and started hearing some genuine Christmas music. "It's the time of year for christmas cheer and Santa's on his way. With his eight reindeer, we're waitin' here excited for the slay. We've been so nice through all these nights we'd love for you to stay. Making children smile and all the while we're rotten and decayed," I sang. Wow... sounds like animatronics. "Jingle bells jingle bells don't you run away. Freddy's got a special present here on christmas day. Jingle bells jingle bells happy holidays. Come grab a slice the end of your life is five more nights away. Oh the weather's bad tonight, stay inside and have a bite. Sing with us and spread delight cause we don't have a tree to light. The power's off, we cut the phones. Here's a suit to call your own. Try it on, welcome home. You'll never spend another christmas all alone." I swear! I don't know this song at all!
"Bonnie brought a stocking for you that you've gotta hang up." Wait, Bonnie as in Bonnie the bunny? "Chica's wrapping presents, Foxy's chugging all the eggnog." Foxy and Chica? "Freddy's setting up a snack for Santa Claus to have." Freddy? Freddy Fazbear? What the hell?! I mean, it was fine in the middle, it seemed pretty genuine, until I started thinking, Wait... is this like the whole 'Make Your Move' situation?
"Oh the weather's bad tonight, stay inside and have a bite. Sing with us and spread delight cause we don't have a tree to light. The power's off, we cut the phones. Here's a suit to call your own. Try it on, welcome home. You'll never spend another christmas all alone." This can't be. "Christmas all alone. Christmas all alone."
My head started to hurt a little bit. I squeezed my eyes shut for a few seconds and when I opened them again, I saw what looked like a Freddy face and the words 'It's me.' glitching. My head stopped hurting and those visions just went away. What the hell just happened?
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