𝑰𝑵 𝑴𝒀 𝑴 𝑶 𝑼 𝑻 𝑯 (Monty x Reader)

Body Counts

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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT

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(Y/n) hummed, feeling themselves being pressed against something hard. Their vision was filled with green and like yellow. They looked up to see Monty already looking down at them with his shades on. "If you needed to charge I could have taken you to your recharge station." The gator groaned, almost uncomfortable with the bunny on his chest. It was as I he was waiting for the animatronic to wake up so they can leave. The bunny mumbled an apology as they attempted to get off but his arms still held them trapped. (Y/n) sighed, weak in the arms to even get up. How many hours has it been since they haven't been charged up? In fact, what time was it?

(Y/n) frowned as they sat up and looked down at the same attire their wearing. They shut their eyes and rubbed their eyes, squishing their taffy like skin. They only knew one way to wake up that was to vigorously grab their face. "Stressed of having to see your freak manager?" Monty raised an eyebrow, grabbing his yellow bass guitar.

(Y/n)'s eyes turned sour at the bass guitar. It was disgusting. Why did it have to be yellow? Why not purple? Purple suited him well. Sure yellow seemed to stand out but god, of all colors. Green would be too lame. Of course the gator wanted something to get the people's eyes. "I think I'll ditch for today. I just wanna be my own management. I'm tired of all those bozos grabbing at me." (Y/n) grabbed their coat as they made their way to the door. "Ah- and by bozos, I didn't mean you, Mont. You comfort me." (Y/n) grinned.

Monty gave a shallow nod, watching the bunny walk away as they covered up. He grabbed the neck of his guitar, raising it above his head. He was more than willing to drop his arm and make a loud crash of his guitar to the ground but god, they were so expensive and he'd be kicked out the band for damaging his instrument. He had no words for himself for how stupid he felt.

All that flooded his gears was the kiss from (y/n)'s small lips against his front fangs and lips. He tried his best to not nick their lips, so focused on how heavenly it felt. Having their entire soft body on his cold metal one.

No matter how much fun he poked fun at them once he joined the band, it was getting to him. Their height only made them perfect to grab onto and feel so much at ease. They were clearly more relaxed to him than to anyone else. They didn't even bother finding Freddy the first day they returned. They weren't that much of a coward but they had no ambition or drive to be their own leader. It's agonized the gator to realize how stupid of an animatronic they were to stay alive longer than Bonnie. Yet here he was, not getting his mind off those few words said to him before the kiss.

He removed his shades, looking back at the magenta eyes that stared back at him from the vanity. The same eyes that (y/n) found appealing. He slipped on his shades and practiced, hoping something would get off his mind. He only groaned before setting down the guitar and smashing his fist through the wall. He continued to do so, hoping the images of (y/n) from the VIP would disappear.

Just then a thought came to his mind. If he was so upset of them being sold around and not making time for him, why not get rid of the person who's abusing them? Simple math; no manager means more time and more time means it's payment for killing Bonnie and hoping someone won't get prissy near him.

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(Y/n) glared down at the man. Their nose tried not to scrunch up as he panted, embarrassed at the mess on their thighs. "Cant even get it in. Embarrassing." (Y/n) spat, getting up from the VIP couch and wiping off the bodily fluids from their thighs. "At least I finished." He chuckled, wiping off his share of the mess on himself before realizing the bunny's eyes turned red similar to an albino rabbit. "No one cares if you finish. All that matters is that you pay up." (Y/n) tossed the rag on the tiny stage before the man scoffed. "They should fix up the way you think. You're literally here for entertainment. You shouldn't be back talking anyone lil-"