"Just a Machine.." - Glamrock Freddy x reader

Stalker

A/n: tigger warning for bl00d and panic attack later on, i'll put it when it starts.

the song above is for another scenario in this chapter: basically the song is about ~doing things~ with a robot.

—lau <3

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You never heard a sound last night, or this morning. So how did someone get pictures of you from inside your own house?

The envelope you fetched from the doorstep earlier this morning contained stacks of photos of both you and Gregory doing ordinary evening tasks inside your house. Every picture looked like it was taken through a window, you could tell because of the blurry glint in each frame and the curtains hanging on the sides.

Whoever did this knew where to take the prefect pictures without being caught. How long have they been doing this without your knowledge? What purpose did they have to achieve by creeping on you like this?

You called Vanessa to see if she could be to work early to open the Megaplex for you. She agreed but was concerned when you said you'd tell her the reason later. To admit it, it's been a while since you've been scared shitless of something so common. There were many times where unknown figures would follow you home or to work. You were pretty stupid back then because you thought you were invincible since they never went any further than just watch you walk home. But this time is different, someone is actually invading on your privacy.

The police said they would look into it after you screamed that whoever was stalking you was bringing your adopted son into this. After bringing Gregory to sit down with you in the police station's lobby, a woman comes up to you with documents.

"I heard your boss- Barney Dans was it? Vanished recently," the female started, extending a clipboard to you.

"It's been more like a month now," you respond, receiving the board and pen.

"We've been looking into it. It's not normal for someone to just go off the grid like this," she pondered, advancing towards the receptionist desk.

Gregory's impatience grew as you filled out the documents, "Freddy can do a better job at protecting us. Why do we need cops to help us?," he puffed.

"Freddy can't be there when we're at home. Alone," you advised, "That's why we have to ensure the cops can protect us when he's not around."

"What's gonna happen to us if they don't make it in time?," he quizzed.

"Then leave it to me to be the hero," you smile, resuming your writing.

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Vanessa was not happy when you showed up with a police squad car. The station was kind enough to escort you to your workplace as well as investigate the disappearance of your manager. You left them to search his office for clues that could lead to anything and brought Gregory to the video game attraction to distract him, Vanessa following you.

"You had me worried all morning about this! Even the animatronics are concerned," she stated displeased.

"I'm sorry, I really am. I just didn't know how to feel about finding out I've got a stalker and Gregory could be in danger," you stammered, combing a hand through your hair.

"I understand... hey, I have a plan," she blurted, lifting her eyes from the floor.

"Does it include murder?," you mused, cocking an eyebrow.

"I have no plan."

You chuckled, "I've got a job to do, can you watch him for a bit?"

"Shoo, go," she pushed.