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It had been about 2 days since Chris had told you who that was.

It turned out it was his older brother.

His name was Michael, a brown haired teenager that had 4 other friends that acted as bullies towards Chris.

But the last straw was during his birthday party.

But Chris hadn't told you about it, since he didn't feel comfortable.

You sat on a nearby bench beside a small park.

One of Chris's parents had called you to tell you to bring him over to the park.

You weren't surprised that he wasn't communicating with kids his age, or the kids his age weren't communicating with HIM, since, well, he had a bandage running across his face, and he still had scars in places that he couldn't hide them.

So you sat there with Chris in the bench.

You were on your phone sipping coffee you had made from Chris's house while Chris was hugging Fredbear and was watching the other kids.

You looked up from your phone and saw Chris lean against you, so at first you thought,

"Well, that's cute. Maybe he's scared of the dogs-?"

But then you looked up from your phone and saw a black-haired girl in the distance.

She wore vintage green overalls with a white shirt underneath it.

Her pants were rolled up to her knees, and she had brown shoes on.

She had two braids with yellow rubber bands for each of them.

You looked closer at her to see what appeared to be blood all over her face.

It was dripping onto the sidewalk as she walked towards a black car that appeared to just slide up on the curve.

You kept looking to see the girl smiling at you as the man with the bunny mask got out and yanked her into the car.

You rubbed your eyes.

There was nothing there.

"Y-you Okay, Y/N?" Chris mumbled.

"Yeah. . .Im fine." You replied.

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You and Chris got back to the house shortly after that.

You opened the door with the keys his parents have given you and saw Michael sitting on the couch with his phone in one hand.

Chris, once he saw him, seemed to get upset and walked past him to his room.

Michael only casted a sad frown then continued to look at his phone.

You decided it was the time to introduce yourself.

"*Ahem*. Hi. My names Y/N. You must be Michael." You said, sitting down on the other side of the couch.

Michael looked up from his phone and was surprised to see you talking to him.

"Uhm, Yeah. Did Chris tell you about me?" He asked you.

"Yeah, he did. Sorry if it bothers you." You sighed.

"It's fine. Im just kind of bummed out he treats me like a stranger." Michael murmured.

"Is it because of the injury?" You asked Michael, then you shut your mouth.

"Uhm. . .Yeah, it is." He sighed, then he palm faced himself, mumbling, "I should have never done that. . . "

You started to hear Michael quietly sob as he made his way to his room.

You sighed, then you noticed something.

It was the brown bear plushie that Chris had was on top of the TV stand.

You took it off and looked at it.

It was torn up in places, but you noticed something.

This plushie had black cotton coming out of it, not white.

You frowned.

You didn't think much of it, so you took the plushie up to where Chris's room was and set it by the door.

You went back downstairs and made yourself some toast.

When you were done with it, you checked your clock.

9:10 P.M.

Better get some sleep.

You went to your room upstairs only to find that the brown bear plushie was gone from where you put it.

You thought, "Well, I guess Chris got it. No harm in seeing if he did-"

You opened the door to see no one in the room but the Fredbear plushie and the rest of the plushies on Chris's bed.

You sighed.

That's when you realized that the Bonnie plushie was gone.

You shrugged it off and went to your room, sitting down on your small bed.

Before long, you were out cold.

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"Frrrrreeddddyyyyy, It's only a matter of timeeeeee before Fredbearrrrrr is supposed to joinnnnn usss. . ."

"I knowwwww Chica, We're waitinggggg for him so we cannnn get Chrisssss."

"Whatttt about that disgustinggggg puny little humannnn?"

"We'll deal with her lattterrrr, Foxy."

"Where's Bonnieeeee?"

"He shouldddd be hereeee, it's almosttt 12:00 A.Mmmmm."

"Letsssss just do it withouttttt Bonnieee or Fredbear."

"Fineeeee..."

---------------------(Y/N) (POV)---------------------

You woke up to the sound of ruffling coming from the shadows of your room.

You got up and noticed two purple eyes staring at you.

You screamed and fell down, backing away from it.

"SH sh sh, I'm not gonna hurt you, at least, not yet. . ." The figure spoke.

"W-who are you?" You asked.

The figure stepped out of the shadows.

It was none other than Bonnie.

His voice sounded the same, expect he wasn't stuttering or acting like a snake anymore.

"Uhm. . .What do you want?" You asked.

"Look, I'm sorry about what happened last night. I thought I could make it up to you by protecting you from the other nightmares."

Other nightmares?

"Wait, there's more of you?" You asked.


A/N

We're close to the 100 reads mark <), glad yall are reading it!

Chapters are going to come a bit slow, mainly because I'm more focused on the Lemon Demon X Reader, but I'll still be updating this book so you guys can enjoy it xD



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