!Molten x Lefty! ANGST

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Requested by: LifegameZ

This chapter is a bit shorter, if you want me to make this again but differently feel free to request with some detail, this is just the first thing that came to mind with angst, also I'm not the best at angst yet so :)

WARNING: This chapter contains Angst so if you're not comfortable with that then find a different chapter that's just fluff or find a different book to read. Also in this book, one of the characters is dead for the convenience of the actual series it's based on. (Lefty is the dead one)

For those who don't know: Angst is when a character or person experiences something upsetting to them, like the death of another character, and they're either going through it alone in a book or, in this case, with another character(sorta for this book). So  T R U A M A :D

'Repeating something another character said'
"Speech"
"Yelling"
'Thinking/Flashback characters speaking'
Change in pronunciation (without the quotation marks)
"Sarcasm"

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Takes place after Molten took Bryan to Freddy Land to see Rockstar Freddy

Molten sighed, walking through the hotel. Bryan and Helpy had already left by now and Rockstar Freddy was off somewhere, probably exploring. He walked to the side lobby where the seating was, remembering that time they played hide and seek throughout the park and Lefty had found Pigpatch sitting in the chair the whole round. Molten sighed, walking back to the door, and heading outside to the pool and barbeque area in the courtyard. Looking over the gazebo he remembered him and Lefty talking underneath the foliage on the roof. Molten snarled, becoming upset walking through the old memories with his previous crush. He never got to tell Lefty about how he felt before he was torn to shreds by those damn twisted animatronics...using his wires, Molten lifted himself to the balcony of Bryan's Hotel room, where he (Bryan) had previously been staying. "Why can't you just come back...I miss you old friend." Molten said to himself, just above a whisper as he sat on the railing of the balcony. Thoughts and memories ran through his head, reminding him of all the times he spent with Lefty and some of the others. Although, in every memory, he just seemed so distant, as if he was there only as a spirit. A drop of oil slid down Moltens face from his eye, and he reached a hand to catch it. "The hell...a-am I crying? God damnit Molten pull yourself together..." He said, his voice starting to crack, wiping the tears that fell. The sound of Lefty's voice floated around Molten, earning a snarl from the wired bear. "SHUT UP!" He yelled, banging his hand on the glass of the railing, shattering it. Molten's breath became shaky, as more tears fell, and he stood up to get out of the room before anything else happened. Stepping outside of the hotel room, Molten walked down the hallways, wishing to himself that Lefty was there with him. To make him laugh and smile, like the old days. Molten remained silent, feeling if he said anything he'd say the wrong thing, only making him feel even worse. He remembered where they had buried Lefty's suit when he died, and started making his way there to see his friend again. Even if it wasn't the same, it just felt safe to him whenever he was there. It was quiet outside, the only sound was crickets and the odd wolf howling here and there. It was the dead of night after all. 'I wonder what it would be like if you were still here. I bet you'd like some of the new animatronics, especially the fact that Rockstar Freddy is back...' Looking to the sky, he silently thought to himself, closing his eyes while continuing to walk to the grave. He was passing through Lefty's area, and looked up at the Ferris wheel, looking at the smile on Lefty's face. It wasn't him but the model looked so real, so believable. He looked back away from it and continued to walk, passing by the merch shop, remembering how Lefty loved selling cactus for some reason, and at one point bought a travel home with the money he earned from it. As he passed by the laugh house, he decided to walk inside to remember some things. 'Did you feel that? Oh yea, that was Bryan's self-confidence flying out the window.' 'Hey!' 'Sorry Bryan! Heh' 'Molten your turn!' "You just had to make everyone laugh, it was your thing you dumb bear...heh" Molten's half-smile quickly faded back to a frown before he walked back out, almost at the grave by now. Reaching the grave, he looked around, making sure no one would be able to see or hear him before he knelt on the grave to pay his respects to Lefty. "Hey, Lefty...I wish you were still here, to hold my hand, to spend time with me, but you're not anymore. I'll never forget you. I just want to tell you something I never got to say while you were still living, Lefty my best friend, I love you, I always have. I hope you're having a nice life where ever you may be now. There's no heaven for animatronics but I hope you're doing well." He stopped, looking down and setting down some flowers he got from the garden in front of the hotel. As he sat down on his knees, allowing his tears to fall freely onto the ground, he felt a presence near him. It felt as though someone was wrapping their arms around him, and it felt comforting. Melting into the hug, molten leaned his head on his shoulder where the arm would've been before the presence disappeared, and night slowly turned into day.

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A/N: If you've gotten this far, thank you so much for reading this first chapter! I tried my best to make this as accurate to the character personalities as I could while still making it enjoyable to read for all the people interested in this kind of stuff, have a great day/night and comment what you would like to see in future chapters or maybe some things I could improve on! (This message will be c-n-ped onto every ending unless its a holiday special)

~Sincerely, your Author

Word count: 1057

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