Is it a nightmare? Reader x Michael Afton (Mike Schmidt)

Disappearing child

The party was going great. Animatronics had pretty intresting songs on their playlist. Maybe not Nirvana or Linkin Park, but still better than "Twinkle twinkle little star". Kids were using VR googles, eating pizza, playing board games brought by workers and talking to Lonley Freddys. (Y/N) was feeling better thanks to great atmosphere. At the moment she was eating a slice of classic italian margharita and listening to music on her earphones. Her brother/sister was playing online game and her parents were checking birthday cake in the kitchen. So as it can be concluded - young women was sitting alone and didn't mind that one bit. Unfortunately her sweet solitude was disturbed by mysterious ponytail man. He sat across from her and went straight to asking:

"Why Purple Guy?"

"Excuse me?"

"Why have you called me Purple Guy?"

"Look at your shirt and you will get an answer."

He looked down and let out a sight.

"Hah... Now it looks kind of obvious."

"Yeah... And it was kind of lame response to your comment, so why does it matter to you? It's not like you're William Afton and I just uneviled your dirty secret or something." The girl smirked, but her interlocutor wasn't even smiling.

"I know... Just... After running this whole thing for a while and getting to know the story from Scott Cawthon [I know he is about to retire soon, but he is still the creator of the first game and whole thing!] it was basically as if you called me a child murderer..."

"Wow! Stop here! Why so serious dude? I mean it's just a game - a good one, but still."

"Yeah... Just a game." He whispered.

"OK. Now I feel bad - where is that sassy attitude from before?"

"In my..."

"Language! There are children around!"

"And of course they don't know the a word or the f word, is that right princess?"

"I asked for sassy attitude, didn't I? Ok... Maybe we can start from the beginning... So - I am (Y/N) (L/N) and you are?" He beamed.

"Mike Goodman. Nice to meet you."

"Mike, what do you do for living?"

He looked at her like she was crazy.

"I told you - from the beginning." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Right. I am an owner of quite large brand of pizzeria. And what do you do?"

"Well, I [Instert whatever you like here. If you are attending university - (Y/N) can be a student of whatever, same goes with working etc.]"

"Sounds nice."

"Doesn't it? And for how long are you running this brand of yours?"

"Around one year without counting preparation period, but as it is based on already big franchise it is spreading around the world really fast."

"So you are insainly rich and additionaly you are quite nice looking. It's like you have won a lottery in heaven."

He burst into laughing.

"I wouldn't say that. All this scars and burn marks are prove I went through a lot to get there."

"I actually can believe that. How did you get them? The scars."

She could saw the wheels in his head turning - he was going to come up with a lie. As he was about to answer the question a kid came pulling Lonely Freddy behind.

"Sir, I think it broke down. It just stares at people and don't wanna talk!"

"Really? Don't worry. Do you know that you saved his live?!" The kid looked stunned for a second.

"I did?"

"You did. Now I can repare him before he become unfixable!" He was great with children as well... OK (Y/N), you might be developing small crush on him.

"I will go to the stuff room and look what has broken down, see yeah princess"

"You know my name, Mike!" (Y/N) shouted as he was leaving. She shook her head and went back to eating now cold pizza.

Soon her parents joined her at the table. As adults, all three of them didn't have much to do here. Candles were blown by the youngest (L/N). Music kept playing. Children were creating diffrent kinds of games and activities or using attractions available at the pizzeria. All this friendly attire made (Y/N) forget about her worries. Time was passing by and the end of the party was arriving. Most of the guests have already left, but few kids were still enjoying all offered attractions. Parents were gathering outside waiting for their offspring. (Y/N) was helping kids to gather all the things that they almost left behind and lead them to their guardians. When she was finally about to collect her sibling, she couldn't find him/her in the main hall... Neighter under tables, nor playing VR, nor on the stage behinde now closed curtains. She got anxious. At this point employees and her parents were looking for him/her as well. It was pointless. He/She wasn't anywhere...