Video Game Characters X Reader + X Character

Poppy Playtime (X Reader)

Not That Bad [Mommy Longlegs x Reader]

The reader uses He/It pronouns

HC: Mommy L is only aggressive towards former employees

-3rd Person-

(Y/n) grew up as the curious type. Always wanting -scratch that- needing to see something new, to explore, to just have some sort of mental stimulation. This led to his career choice in its late 20s. Urban exploration, aka, trespassing for money. Usually, he got the money for retrieving a specialty item for someone, a collector, usually. Sometimes it filmed its endeavors, sometimes he didn't. This was one of the times he kept the exploration private.

-1st Person-

"-wait..." I say, interrupting my inner monologue. "Do I have my phone.. yeah... OH SHIT MY KEYS!" I shout suddenly, remembering that my keys are in fact on my counter instead of in my pocket where they're supposed to be. I race inside, snatching the keys with a self-satisfied smirk. MUAHAHA, you pathetic keys thought you could escape ME?! HA, I SCOFF AT YOUR ATTEMPT! I think as I lock the door to my apartment and clip the keys to my beltloop.

"Man. Exploring that old toy factory is gonna be SO COOL"

--{Timeskip}--

After I finally pick the lock to the main entrance I push the door open. Thank GOD there's no alarm or anything. I turn on my flashlight and look around. This time I was looking for a limited edition retro collection Pugapillar plushie. It'll either be in those back storage rooms or the daycare. I think as I look at the map. I got a tip from an old factory worker that I'll need mechanical hands to get around this place. I peek into a room left of the main foyer. WOAH those are sick as hell! I walk up to the case and see an old peeling sticker that says, Watch the safety film before use (the blue tape). I look around and -after a second- spot the bright blue tape. I pick it up, brush off the dust, and pop it in the player. As I watch it I pick up the hands and put them on as directed by the tape's narrator. I slowly but surely make my way through the labyrinth of tunnels and vents. I pass scribbled writing, I feel a pang of sadness and sympathy rip through me as I see 'help' written in different colors throughout the vents. Don't get me wrong, I'm creeped out, but... it felt genuine, not like some dumb "rebellious" teen making a joke. Someone actually needed help. In any case, the words are old. The person or people that needed help are probably long helped. I eventually find myself in the daycare. "Finally" I softly breathe out. Immediately I begin looking for the plushie. I whip around. I heard something. "Are you looking for something, young man?" I yelp as a loud (yet surprisingly smooth) voice spoke, it sounded like it was coming from everywhere at once. "Uhm... yes?" I reply, unsure of where to look to find the voice. Never did I think to look up. "Don't sound so unsure." It jokes. I chuckle, still looking around. "Up." It spoke suddenly, in my ear. Immediately I look up to see.. pink spaghetti?? I blink and she's there. Her.

She finds my item with ease and easily convinces me to stay to get to know her and her children. So here I sit, drinking tea that she found in the back and chatting about our lives. At a pause in the conversation I look away, I look back to see her staring at me with a smile. "What?" I say. "It's just... You're so handsome" She replies bashfully. My face flushes instantly. I quickly change the subject. "You uh.. never told me your name." I say quietly, looking at her. "Mommy Longlegs, you can call me Mommy." She says lowly with a wink. I let out a little flustered laugh, finding my shoes incredibly interesting. I look at my watch. "Well um look at the time," I say standing up, grabbing my things. I felt her hand grab mine. "You can't go." She says. "I'll be back, I promise." I say, linking my pinkie with hers. "Pinkie Promise."

That is the end of my first one-shot (in a while at least). How was it? Pt. 2?