Y/N and Gregory made their way to the door, and Y/N shot a glance at a green Freddy shaped button.
"You wanna do the honers?" I ask him, and he shrugs.
"Sure."
He pressed it, and the door opened, revealing a messy (ish) room filled with boxes and a vent system above a huge piles of the boxes.
"Vents..?"
"I guess it's the only way out of here." He muttered.
We walked over there together, and he crawled up the boxes and looked inside.
"Umm... Your turn?"
He looked back at me, now on his knees, and I nodded and walked up to the vent as he crawled in.
"Shh... Our voices will echo in here."
I whispered. He didn't respond.
As we were crawling in, a familiar voice was speaking quite loudly.
"You are the best! Thank you. I am the best. I am the best..."
Y/N swallowed, wanting to say something about it.
Gregory scoffed quietly and I chuckled softly. What a sarcastic boy.
We continued into the vent, crawling for a few moments and soon reaching a point where it went into a large, wide, thick hallway.
Rockstar Row.
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After jumping down, Y/N looked around and gasped. All the animatronics were in their rooms, having a great time.
Roxy,
Chica,
Monty,
Freddy.
We walked through, to a large blue door with an automatic opening. (And closing.)
We ran through, grabbed another Jack in the box like thing and opened it. Inside was a photo pass.
"Great job! Now please, let me out..." Freddy's voice said on the Fazwatch.
We ran back out, to Freddy's door, and opened it.
"Way to go, Superstars!"
I grinned at Gregory.
"Our first succession, am I right?"
He smiled and chuckled.
"I guess...
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My Most Beloved One~ Gregory x reader (FNaF)
أدب الهواةAfter being forced by your sister into the mega pizzaplex, you realize that life isn't all roses and sunshine. You meet Gregory, a boy about your age, also stuck in the pizzaplex. You think... Could love be greater than hate?
