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🧡💚[How is This Place Meant for Children]💗❤️

(Lost!Reader x Glamrock Crew)
     Thank you so much for the love 2dsupermarcy <333
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     You sobbed as you hugged your (f/a) (in this case favorite animatronic out of the gang) plushie close to your chest. You were huddled in the corner, shying away from any near footsteps. You had run off to the bathroom without telling your parents, and when you went to make your way back, you got lost. So of course, your first instinct was to run and hide; waiting for them to rescue you.
     You pulled your plushie from your chest and let out a choked hiccup,
     "It's okay (f/a), Momma and Dad will find us soon." You hugged the plushie tightly against your chest. Usually it comforted you, but you've never been in a place this big. Especially alone.
     You struggled to stand up, your little knees wobbly from all the laboured breathing. You gripped the stuffed animal and peeked around the corner from the box you were hiding around. You looked both ways before scurrying to a near by table set, hiding underneath it. You sighed and sat down, thankfully a table cloth hid you, draping over the sides of the table to the floor. You took deep breaths, trying to steady your breathing before making another run for it. Your mom would be so proud.
     Thinking about how you'd soon see your parents made you get on your hands and knees, peaking slightly out of the table cloth. There hasn't been many people here, since it was almost closing time and it was a Tuesday. Your breath hitched and you threw yourself back under the table. Loud foot steps approached the table, before you heard a loud sigh. The footsteps began to walk away, taking the noise with them. You sighed heavily before once again peaking out of the table cloth. No one.
     You hesitantly stepped out from your hiding place, your heart beating loudly in your chest. Surely your parents had alerted someone by now. Well, you'd think that was the case anyways since this is a pretty big place. Oh ya, FOR CHILDREN.
     You scanned the area before running over to a stroller and hopping in. You made sure to keep still, random people walking by, making it harder for you to leave this spot. Tears welt up in your eyes once again. The fear getting to much to handle.
     "I'm sorry Mom, Dad, I promise I'll never leave your side again," you exclaimed burrying your face into your plushie.
     You didn't bother to acknowledge the footsteps approaching your stroller. Only realizing someone was there when the top of the stroller opened. You froze, keeping your face in your plushie.
     "Hello there sweetie, where are your parents?" The sweet voice of the only and only Chica, made you look up. Chica gasped when she scanned your appearance. Your eyes were bloodshot red as well as your cheeks. Tears dried and wet, stuck to your face, and your hair was slightly disheveled.
     "Oh hunny.." The chicken spoke sadly as she knelt down beside you. You watched her, still stuck in place. She was much bigger then you, but her cute appearance made you feel slightly better.
     "What's your name?" You held the plushie close before replying,
     "My name is (Y/n)." Chica smiled warmly before holding out her hand.
     "Hello (Y/n)! My name is Chica!" You giggled and grabbed her hand tightly.
     "I know that!" Chica giggled along with you before standing up, still having a gentle hold on your hand.
     "Come here sweetie, let's get you cleaned up, then we can go look for your parents! It's almost closing time you sneaky thing!" The chicken exclaimed, picking you up. You latched yourself to her, still having a hold on your plushie.
     "Okay!!" You're safe with Chica.

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     Chica held you on her hip as you made your way to Rockstar Row. Chica had talked your ear off about how much she wanted you to meet the gang, which you didn't mind. You felt safe around her. She was built especially for children. You just listened to her ramble, watching her happy expression with a smile on your own face.
     "We're almost there!" You clapped as you began to approach Rockstar Row. Chica walked over to a table and set you down carefully on it.
     "Now (Y/n), I need you to stay right here until I get back okay? I promise I won't be long." You hesitantly nodded, clutching your plushie once again. Chica nodded and rushed off quickly, not wanting to leave you for too long.
     You took a long look at your surroundings. Parents and children began to shrink as more and more people left for the night. Mom and Dad must be so worried.. You sighed and lied down on the table, looking at the neon lights. Your arms were spread out as well as your legs, your plushie sat beside you. Mom and Dad will never let you come back here.. So much for a happy 7th birthday.
     "(Y/n)!" You shot up and turned towards the voice. Chica ran up to you and swooped you into her arms, making you giggle. Chica turned towards the others and held you up on her hip. Your plushie still sat on the table, you stared intently at it.
     "What's she looking at?" Roxy spoke up, tilting her head. Chica looked in your direction, then to what you were looking at. She only giggled and picked up the plushie, then handed it to you. You looked up at Chica with wide eyes before smiling and taking it from her.
     "Now, (Y/n), this is Roxy, Monty, and Freddy!" You looked at the others shyly before waving a little. Freddy smiled brightly, being the first one to walk up to you.
     "Hello (Y/n), it is a pleasure to meet you." You giggled at the bears funny words and booped his nose. He only chuckled and took a step back for Roxy to take his place. She ruffled your already messy hair,
     "Sup kiddo," You beamed up at the wolf and pet her snout gently, making Roxy widen her eyes. She hesitantly stepped back and rubbed her arm, Monty taking her place.
     "What a squirt," he commented taking in your appearance. You tilted your head at the large alligator and grabbed his face, making Monty jump.
     "Toothers," you commented poking a few of his teeth. He stood back quickly and ran a hand through his hair, looking away. You giggled and looked up at Chica.
     "Now that you've met everybody, I believe it's time to clean you up and get you to your parents!" You nodded excitedly before taking off towards a nearby bathroom.