Survive The Night [Reader X Security Breach]

Chapt. One

Y/n
10:42 PM

"Ugh, today could not get any worse," you thought to yourself angrily, rethinking about a few hours ago. Your boss put you switched you from maintenance to watching over Monty Golf. Where even is that stupid Lizard?

You're wearing a regular black top, which is even darker than meant to be because of oil stains. You're wearing black tracksuit bottoms to match your top along with white shoes.

You really enjoy being a mechanic, in fact the animatronics are super interesting to you and sometimes you want to ask if you could just explore their machines to try and figure out something new, even though the answer would be no. It's almost 11 PM, the place is beginning to set up for the night and you are here until closing, how lovely.

You huff, shifting in your seat so you face left and gently close your eyes, not like he's here to catch you. Plus a well deserved nap is what you need to make it in this god forsaken area. The kids make you angry with all their whining and moaning because they're not winning. You're not surprised Monty has had the most incidents.

***
10:55 PM

"Keeping you up, Y/n?" Monty coos at you. You groan and open your eyes to see him right up close, his eyes glowing right into yours. You shoot awake as he giggles to himself. "Monty! Don't you have kids to babysit?" You mutter, stretching. He rolls his eyes, looking out from the staff area to the rest of the gold course. "I'd rather spend time with you," he looks at you, waiting for a reaction that you don't give, it's oddly sweet of him though.

He continues, "I thought you were a mechanic?Why are you in my staff area? Don't you have some cleaning bots to fix?" you sigh, thinking of a comeback. "I thought you were an animatronic? Why are you talking to me and not those tater tots who can't play golf?"

"Yeah, about that.." he mumbles, making you actually listen to him, "My cooling fan got jammed while I was playing, I got told to come get you because you're the only qualified mechanic here,"

You get up, grabbing your toolbox at the same time. "Really? Ugh. I wish there was another so you'd pick them instead," I giggle. "Wow, Y/n, wow," he grunts at me. You keep walking ahead, waiting for him to continue talking. "I can't believe you think I wouldn't pick you anyway!" He exclaims, placing a hand on my shoulder.

You ignore it at first, but he slowly starts to slide his hand down your arm, making it tingle. You try to speed up but he does accordingly. You're ready to speak up when he places tight grip on your hand, making it sting a little. You look up at him, he isn't looking at you. In fact, he seems completely un-phased by what he has just done.

You let it slide, and both of you walk hand in hand to his room in rockstar row. Not without weird looks from parents, of course. You make it into his room, he looks down at your hands tightly grasped together. He released and grunts, probably his apology. You shrug it off, he probably just didn't want to lose me in the crowd of people.

"So, sit down I'll go check," I ask. He sits down, and you sit down too, just beyond his legs. "Ok, where's your fan?" You query, he points to the main stomach hatch on him. You shift foreword and onto his laps, making his eyes shine a bit brighter than before.

"Don't," you confront, tired of ignoring how weird he's acting. He shifts his glasses down to the end of his muzzle, showing his full eyes staring into yours. "Don't.. What?" He tilts his head at you. "Don't act all weird around me, I'm having a bad day and I am not in the mood for it," he opens his mouth to argue but you glare at him until he closes it again.

You move more forward onto his lap uncomfortably, so you can reach his panel. You eye him suspiciously in case he does anything else weird but he seems to be more interested on what you're going to do. You activate the emergency open and the hatch opens.

You lean into the hatch, dodging wires and trying not to tug too much so he doesn't fall straight onto you. The fan is right at the back, most annoying to get to. "Move your endoskeleton please, I can't reach," You ask lightheartedly. "Erm yes- Okay," he stutters. You think of backing out and asking what's wrong but you decide against it.

You find the fan and see why it's jammed, one of the blades has snapped and you need to get a new one fixed on, luckily you have one.

"Can you reach my toolbox?"
"Um- Yeah," he stutters.
"There's a fan blade in there, pass me one,"
"W-whats wrong?"
"One of them has snapped, it's nothing serious!" You reassure the stuttering Gator.
"Alright, I'll-"

You climb back out, sick of him being a stuttering mess, there is no way the most confident, brash one of the bunch is stuttering on purpose. You come out and see his eyes shining like mini stars, a hardly noticeable pink tint in there too. You put your hands on your hips and look at him angrily.

"Don't look at me like that," he scowls playfully back at you, "This is the closest I've ever been to you in a while, it's just embarrassing,".

You tut and grab a fan blade and some equipment from your box, this is going to take a while.