Circus for a Psycho (Funtime Foxy X Reader)

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All was normal at Circus Baby's, well as normal as a place built by evil could get. All the animatronics happily preforming their regular shows.

Funtime Foxy had just finished a show with his mentor Lolbit, and as Lolbit walked away to prepare for the next one Foxy lingered on the stage.

Foxy was still new, Lolbit has taught him a lot in the week he's been alive. Staring out into the now empty space where the crowd usually sat Foxy sighed. His existence was a lie...

Thats the first thing Lolbit told him.

"Let's get one thing straight, your existence is a lie. You here to put on a show, but not to entertain. But to hide the truth of what you were really made for... to kill."

The speech still fresh in his mind.

"Hello."

Foxys ears perked at the small voice below him. Peering down he met wide, bright e/c staring up at him in fascination.

He hadn't even heard her walk up.

Foxy remained silent, taking note that she and him were alone.

Isn't this when he was supposed to strike? Yes, his programming screamed at him to do it.

"Hello..." Foxy smiled, his eyes glowing bright.

Get her to come closer. Kill her.

"My names y/n! I know yours is Foxy! You're so cool! And your my favorite color!"

"Why thank you for your kind words Y/n..."

She giggled doing little happy jumps and making her hair bounce.

From the shadows the older fox watched his new apprentice interact with the little girl. Lolbit won't intervene this is after all the point of their existence. There was a reason Lolbit never stayed on the stage after shows, he tried to avoid what Foxy would have to inevitably give in to.

Foxy kneeled down and held out his hand to the little girl, "would you like to come see backstage?"

She gasped, "can I!? I won't get in trouble!?"

"Of course not" Foxy smiled reassuring.

Little y/n took the foxes hand and he hoisted her onto stage. His programming screaming at him.

Do it! Kill her!

"Wait!" Little y/n pulled off her little backpack and dug into it.

She was looking away, distracted and unsuspecting. Now was the perfect time.

Foxy stepped closer, ready to pounce when;

"Here you go!" Y/n held out something towards foxy stopping the fox in his tracks.

Eyes wide he took the object from her hands and it was... a flower. A little pink flower.

It was shaped weirdly, and it was clearly not real.

It was handmade, a little messy.

"It's a Foxglove flower that I made! It reminds me of you! Isn't it pretty!? It's not as pretty as you though!"

Foxy blinked, lagging as he processed what was happening.

"I‐ uh... thank you?"

Foxys tail wagged.

What was this feeling? The fuzzy sensation coursing through his systems.

Any thought or urge of killing her was gone.

Instead of showing her backstage, or killing her, Foxy sat beside her on the stage and held her on his lap as she showed him things in his bag. The fake little flower sat in the space between his ears and head now.

Lolbit still watched, frowning. This wasn't good.

Eventually the girl left and as Foxy walked past Lolbit, the older fox stopped him.

"Dont get attached Foxy. You'll regret it."