'Year: 198?' Glamrock Freddy X Reader

Chapter 29: 'His Presence'

(A/n: 'Yall bout to have the time of your freaking lives! My hands are cramped, but my heart is full. Enjoy~')

"WHAT?!" 

"Wow, you're loud!" You winced as you covered your ears. 

"Trisha Williams!? She's my favorite musician to ever exist!" Monty Turned around quickly, looking at you with wide eyes. "Why do you mention her now?" 

"Um well, Freddy and I were talking about famous songs and he mentioned your favorite song and I never heard of it, so I came to ask you about it." You shrugged your shoulders taking a seat on some torn furniture. 

"NEVER HEARD OF- Oh nah, that ain't gonna slide with me." Monty huffed and marched over to a secret spot behind the couch and pulled out an old cardboard box and opened it. Inside were tons of merch and albums of this 'Trisha Williams' that he loved so much. 

"What the- how did you get all of this?!" You gasped, wondering where in the Hell could an animatronic find all of this stuff without leaving this building once in his entire artificial life. 

There were records, albums, cassettes, posters, the whole deal! All adorned with the name 'Trisha Williams'. Looking at the covers you saw that the artist was a beautiful black woman, wearing unique clothing with her hair even more unique than her attire. 

"She was such a big hit around maybe thirty years ago?" Monty began. "But then she released her final album as a goodbye message and then disappeared. No one knows where she went."

"Oh man, how come I've never heard of her before? She must have truly gone off the radar!"

"Yep, not too many people know about her. But I do~" Monty smirked and then smiled fondly as he held up an album and stared at it. "Her last album is my favorite." He handed it over to you. 

The artwork was beautiful. It seemed to depict her at her most vulnerable. No makeup, no special effects, and finished with a single tear flowing down her cheek.  

"Baby Mine." You read the album's name aloud. "Like the song from Dumbo?" 

"That's what everyone thinks. But personally, I think it's deeper than that, it always is when it comes to things like this." Monty shook his head as he softly took the case from your hands. "The song going by the same name, was Joie's favorite..." 

Your face saddened a bit upon hearing your friend's name. 

"Why was it his favorite?" You asked, now completely curious. 

"He told me it was the melody, and how he loved the guitar's sound so much, that he wanted to learn it himself!" Monty breathed out a chuckle. "He never told me until that point that he could play..." 

It was then from the corner of your eye you could see a warm purplish glow and feel that same unnatural heavy feeling on your heart. Spinning your head around quickly you could see the quick retreat of a known poncho flying away from the doorway. 

"What's wrong Y/n?" Monty questioned, worried about your sudden change in demeanor. 

"I thought I saw something, I'll go and see if I'm not batshit crazy." You answered as you made your way over to the door. 

"Alright! See you at the gala?"

"You know it!" 

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