Fnaf x reader oneshots.

Stubborn.

I suck at titles. Anyway, I've gotten many request for Monty.

Thing is.. This may be bad since I haven't read for him at all. I like Monty I really do, it sucks that he didn't get much screen time in the game. He's cool as hell.

If my art is there, I for the life of me cannot draw Monty at all. So I made a shit doodle.

Anyway, this is my own personal head cannon of him, enjoy~!

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Who in their right mind thought making an animatronic with anger issues would be a great idea?

Oh yes, you know the alligator right? The one that destroys his room every night? Yeah, the one with sharp teeth? Let's give him claws that can slice through metal. Great idea!

You.. thought your boss was an idiot. Supposedly Monty's new claws were supposed to help him play the bass better. But honestly, all it did was make him tear up more things. He could break a damn fence in one swing.

And of course they let the newest employee be his caretaker. You really wished you could be with Freddy or Chica. But no, you were the alligator babysitter.

The longer you've worked here, you became closer with the animatronics. Roxy could be a full of herself here and there, but she treated you like a younger sibling. She'd tease you and poke fun at you here and there, but it was all good fun.

Chica was sweet, and you tried to keep her away from the kitchen trash. Instead, bringing her fresh pizza and cake instead. You would eat with her on your breaks.

Freddy reminded you of a dorky father figure. He loved to help you whenever you needed it, he even gave you a tour of the whole Pizza Plex on your first week here. Freddy did have his dense moments here and there, but he was sweet regardless.

Monty though.. He was a bit of a dick. He could also be full of himself, but he could also be very stubborn. Refusing to let you touch him, clean him or even check him if he needed any repairs.

Sometimes he would refuse to even talk to you or even let you in his room. Your manager was starting to get on your case about it too, you really needed this job even if Monty wanted to participate or not.

But jokes on him, you've got a key card to his room. So he can try and lock you out all he wants, you'll always manage to get in. Much to his annoyance.

"Monty. I know some kids threw pizza at you... Stop being an ass and let me clean you."

"No."

"What are you five?" You huff. "Stop being a baby, I need to clean you off so you can go back on stage."

"...fine." The alligator hisses, finally taking a seat on the purple leather couch in the corner of his room.

"Thank you! Why do you always have to be a pain in the ass." You sigh, setting your cleaning supplies on the table in front of the couch.

He doesn't reply, just sitting with his fists clenched at his sides.

You roll your eyes and take a wet wash cloth out of the small bucket of warm water, being sure to wring it out before using it. You stand between his legs, and reach up to his snout.

"..you trying to get fresh with me or somethin'?" He asks you, catching you off guard. There's his ego again.. Why was he so bipolar?

"No. Lean down, you're too tall my guy." You reply, ignoring his comment. He snickers to himself before leaning his head down.

"Thanks. Now please hold still, I don't want to get soap in your mouth or your eyes." You gently rub the rag down his jaw, being mindful of his teeth.

Monty seems to grin, watching you behind his shades with a mischievous glint in his red eyes. A chuckle rumbles in his chest.

"What are you laughing about?" You ask him, turning the rag over to clean his cheek.

He shakes his head slightly. "You're cute when you're annoyed." He reaches his hand to pinch your cheek.

"Then I should be stunning, since all you've been is a stubborn ass hat." You snicker back, cheeks warming from his comment.

"Yeah, I do that cuz its hilarious to see you mad! You puff out your cheeks and you get redder than a damn strawberry!" The gator laughs. Flicking your nose.

"You're a prick, shut up Monty." You blush, narrowing your eyes at him. You slap him with the wash rag. "And move your big head, I need to clean your chest."

"You know, If you wanted to get handsy with me you could of at least had taken me to get a pizza first." Monty smirks, leaning back against the couch, moving his arms to rest behind his head.

"Monty I will slap you." You playfully swat at his knee, before leaning over to wipe his chest down, removing the pizza grease.

His tail lays lazily to the side as he watched you clean him. "I'm sure you'd break your hand if you did that darlin'."

"Shut up." Your cheeks burn from his constant teasing. You finally pull away from him and toss the dirty rag into to the box of cleaning supplies. "There, that wasn't so hard was it? Good as new."

You turn your back to him, getting another rag to wipe down his bass that was sitting by the end of the couch. Then you felt a tap against your rear end.

"Monty!"

"Thanks for the clean up darlin'." He pulls his shades down to wink at you. "I'll see you later alligator, I've got to help Roxy with a party."

As he walks out of his room you can't help but shake your head in frustration. "Stupid lizard."

"I heard that!"

"Good! Keep being a stubborn ass and I'll turn you into a purse!"

All you get is a faint laugh in reply, his laughter fading down the hallway, leaving you to be angry and flustered.

He may be a stubborn ass clown, but he was your stubborn ass clown.

End..! I hope you enjoyed, this was my first time writing for him. I see Monty as a flirty jerk that everyone hates to love.

I'll see you next time ~!