Molten Fates [TFF!Molten Freddy X Fem!Reader]

What We Got

Chapter Six: What We Got

[Authors Note at end of Chapter]

Y/N's POV

I will never understand my brother at this point honestly despite knowing him for God knows how many fucking years now. Which is ironic given it's the same with our mother.

One minute I was trying to figure stuff on Funtime Foxy the next I was with Bryan in his office doing a "therapy session". I'm well aware he has a therapist, bless Linda's heart, but there was things he couldn't tell her that he wanted to vent to me of.

It wasn't anything new really, we did this growing up since we dealt with our mom being the bitch she is and our dad being dead.

But God damn did I want to go all Ratchet from Transformers Prime of being a wrench lord on his animatronics, the fuckers practically bullied him into depression and compulsive OCD mixed perfectionism and yet they act like it didn't exist despite how obvious it was.

And yet Bryan never pushed them away or snapped at them for it, God bless he was far to good for this world and to even be a human.

I sighed while rubbing my temples with one hand and squeezing a stress ball Bryan gave me for my anger in another. "Bryan you are to good for these guys at this point, and Helpy even stealing your credit card to buy stupid, useless and even expensive ass shit? I'm tempted to crack her coding open to see what the hell made her like that so I can remove it." I vented making Bryan sigh as he rubbed his temples.

"Bryan, one of these days you need to finally snap at them and get them to stop." I told him sternly.

Bryan sighed again, "I don't wanna hurt their feelings though sis." He tried to excuse it.

"Bullshit!" I yelled as I squeezed the stress ball in my hand making it pop and break from my excessive force with my anger and frustration at his animatronics.

I laughed nervously at that as I threw what remained away in the trashcan by his desk while Bryan handed me a handkerchief which I used to clean the gunk on my hand.

"Bryan, from what I can tell they sure don't give two flying fucks on your feelings, which gives you more than enough clearance to snap." I told him as I put his handkerchief on his desk, "And second of all, you need to lay your foot down on this Bryan. You've done legit everything for them normal people of society wouldn't even think of doing with them." I continued as I brushed my hair from my face.

Bryan sighed at that, "You treated them like actual people instead of robots, hell! Even gave them a theme park dedicated to them and then only and with their bullshit it's legit going down the toilet!" I continued, "You need to tell them enough is enough Bryan." I finished as I put my feet on his desk, though being mindful of the stuff on it.

"I just wish it was that easy." Bryan told me as he hugged himself, tears prickling the corners of his eyes making me sigh as I removed my feet from his desk and slid over with my office chair to his side. "Bryan, you remember the times I yelled the hell at mom?" I asked him making him respond with a silent nod.

"That was because I finally let all of those bottled feelings out at the sources that filled them up." I told him watching as his eyes betrayed him and let a few stray tears fall down his face.

I sighed while grabbing a tissue from the box on his desk which I noticed was almost empty, added to my worries of my brother of the already long list, I knew damn well he didn't have any allergies that wouldn't need him to use so many tissues, and handed it to him.

"Bryan, you can't keep it all bottled up forever. It's either you tell them finally or I will to make sure your mental state gets better." I told him as I patted his head.

Bryan wiped his stray tears away making me sigh, "Bryan I'm fully damn aware of that bedroom attached to this office, go ahead and go cry in the bed pillows to let the tears out." I told him and he didn't need to be told twice as he left his chair and went to that bedroom area.

I sighed as I leaned back in my chair trying to calm my anger and frustration before I heard a knock on the office door.

Craning my head to see from the window showed me it was Molten, which made me sigh as I got up and went over. Imputing the code into the keypad I unlocked the door and opened it.

"What Molten?" I asked him as I looked up at him, I may be taller than Bryan's five foot three ass but God damn Molten is tall sonuvabitch. "Jon wants Bryan for some meeting." He said, making me sigh at that.

"Bad timing Moyers got." I said half to myself aloud as me and Molten heard Bryan's growing sobs. I looked at Molten, "Call Jonathan." And Molten didn't need to be told twice especially for a animatronic who doesn't like being told what to do from what I heard.

I sighed as I rubbed my temples. God my brother needs more help than he has right now, I would sue Fazbear Entertainment if they didn't already have their god tier level lawyers and all that bullshit that keeps them afloat from their already building over the years lawsuits and OSHA violations.

Today was going to be a long one, I knew that for a damn fact.

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Chapter Six: What We Got
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[Authors Note:

So thanks for the sudden love of already have on this story, loving the comments y'all make on the chapters 😂
Really helps of my depression moods ngl

So of obvious of this story is, this was definitely made before the episode in season 3 where we meet Bryan's parents
Pretty much mid or late season 2 but before the finale especially of the one on Davis' channel of Molten's perspective

So there's obvious things different than the actual series

And as you can tell, the chapters are horribly written compared to what I have newer
I'm very tempted to redo those chapters and all bc how bad and unorganized it is
Ironic given I'm unorganized irl but prefer to be organized of my stories

I'll probably also make a new cover as well bc I actually don't like the second one of them I made really 😅

Meh, what can you do?

I'm tempted for a Pride Month and late birthday special of a Q&A so yeah, leave those in the comments

Later! ]

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