Fnaf x Reader x oc

|The voices comeback|

Warning: Fainting/gore mentions/ cuss words

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It was near noon. This was the time around where the families made their leave.

As the final Family was leaving, you were brooming and cleaning the main room. Sean was busy cleaning the prize corner and restocking.

"Y/N~!!" Your voice was then sang from the hallways, revealing your boss.

You grunted in annoyance.
"Yes sir?" You responded facing his way, as you stopped brooming near the entrance of the stage.

"Go be a dear, and go backstage, I need a screwdriver for foxy who's leg fell off again." He shouted, holding a familiar metal leg in his hands.

You sighed,

"Alright." You put the broom laying on the wall. And headed backstage.

As you headed up the stairs, something was thrown at the back of your head.

"OI! TAKE THOSE GLOVES I HEARD ITS DIRTY BACK THERE!" Sean shouted, pointing at the said gloves now on the floor.

You rubbed the back of your head as you glared back at him. He yelped at your state and quickly went back to work.

Chuckling you bent down and grabbed the glove, straighting your back again, you walked backstages, walking over to a metal box on the wall, you opened it. Flipping a switch to turn on the lights.

The lights then flickered on, revealing a dirty backstage,

With boxes thrown around, you noticed a toolbox on a box next to a nearby dark corner.

You walked over to the box, reaching out your hand for the toolbox. Only for a scrapped hand come out of the darkness, your wrist was gripped tightly as you tired to pull away.

You started to sweat as the thing started to pull your hand back.

Then you started to feel dizzy,

The hand let go, causing you to fall backwards full force. Hitting your head on the light that hang from the ceiling low. The lights went out, your body thrown to the floor.

You painted out as pain filled your head.

The last thing you saw was smiling face and green eyes.

You blacked out.

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"Are you ok..?" A soft voice was heard.

You groaned in pain as a headache took over.

"Ugh.." You grunted, sitting up. Holding your head.

"Y/n.. you don't have much time. You must leave."
The voice spoke again.

"W-what..?" You we're confused, you looked around but it was pitch black, and all you saw was white glowing sad eyes, tears running down their 'face'.

"You need to run. Take Sean. Take Vanessa. And run."
The voice called out, it's white eyes, fading. As everything around you started to turn white.

Was this it? were you about to finally die? Well. Time to say hi to Christ.

. "Y/N?! please wake up! Are you okay? Hello? Anyone home??? Y/N L/N! wake the fuck up!" An angry and concerned Voice woke you up.

You were back in the backstage. But a flashlight was bright at your face. You sat up, covering your eyes from the bright light the flash light showed

"Y/n!" Sudden arms was thrown around you as you felt a bag texture crumble near your cheek.

The bag was lifted a bit due to your comfort. A cold soft cheek was met with yours.

"Sean..?" You worded out.

"Don't ever do that to me again. You motherfucker you-" He paused, taking in a breath before he lets you go. Letting his paper bag rest back on his head.

You paused for a moment before looking at his eyes.

You opened your mouth to say something but the voice of your boss sang over you.

"Oh! She's alive!" He smiled widely,
Walking over to you two, he took out his hand, helping Sean up.

Sean then helped you up, letting your hand rest around his shoulder.

"I'll take her to the kitchen for water." Sean spoke in a deeper tone. William simply smiled, took a step to the side. Letting Sean drag you to the kitchen.

"How are you feeling?" He questioned, his eyes still front ahead.

"I feel like I was thrown out a window." You responded, holding your forehead with your free hand. As Sean's hand on your waist gripped tightly.

"Hm .. then mind explaining why I found marks on your wrist?" He said in a deep tone again. His eyes still front.

You paused, letting your hand lower, you took a look at your wrist, seeing scars in a hand shape. You took a moment as realization took in.

"Well- I was reaching for the toolbox.. and something grabbed Me" You tired to explain, but your head wouldn't let you wrap around what did grab you.

Sean walked quietly, before speaking up again.
"Do you think it was that thing from the ball pit.." He quietly said it. Still traumatized from the experience.

"No.. I don't think so." You responded,

Sean opened the door to the kitchen, turning on the lights he walked over to a empty 'desk' and helped you on it.

As you sat there, he roamed around and got some med kits, along with a cup of water.
He walked over to you, you grabbed the cup of water and drank from it. Feeling a bit calmer.

He carefully grabbed your wrist, as not trying to hurt you. Letting your free hand grab the water.

He cleaned the scars of blood and deinfested it. He wrapped some bandages around it and took out a marker.

You looked in confusion as he started to write something on it.

It was a drawing.

Shheeessshhh:)

You looked at your wrist. Then back at him as he put up his hand in a 👉 way and looked like the biting lip emoji.

You cringed.

•time skip.

After a while, the mother who was Vanessa's came that day, and asked for her child. She was reliefed to see her child was in safe hands. She paid both of you with 100 each.

You said your goodbyes to Vanessa as she was a bit sad to leave.

After getting your stuff, you and Sean got up to leave before you left the main dinning hall, you waved at the three at the stage, smiling.

You turned back around and left the building.

You swore you could feel eyes on your back.

While in the car. You were driving.

"So- want some Wendy's-"

"Sean I think we should quit."
You said, interrupting him.

He looked at you. "What?? That job pays well!-" He paused, seeing the discomfort in your face.

"Ok.. uh.. we'll see what happens tomorrow.." He said, putting a hand on your tense shoulder. You relaxed, knowing he had questions that he held back. Knowing you well enough you would surely crash the car.

"about that Wendy's-"

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