Rabid Yandere Monty x reader

Chapter Four

Second person pov

The sound of the music made you cringe. The oddly tuned beats and thumps weren't so much liked by you.

Unsure wether to call this place a nightmare or a five year olds forever birthday party. You would prefer to work somewhere, where it wasn't so.. bright.

Your eyes still haven't adjusted to the plexs, consistency of the neon lightning. It's like a never ending  blinding disco party.

You hid your eyes as you marched forth to your destination, what happens to be in rock star road.

"Where exactly am I heading too?" Another quick glance at the Fazbear property watch to answer your question, the notification seemed to not have left the small screen.
Struggling to hold both the thick file and to lift up your wrist.

"His room? Wait these things have rooms?" You were perplexed at first, to only have your expression change to dull one.

'I shouldn't be surprised.'

Upon entering the rock star road, coming into view were large crowds gathered near then brightly coloured rooms. There were certain windows widely displaying the insides of those rooms.

Only two rooms were widely opened to the public, a red looking one and a purple one. The other two with large signs with 'coming soon'.

'Unfinished? Is Montgomery even here?' With another glance, and a unsure look later you were standing out front of the green rooms door.

Moving the file under your chin, you took out your Fazbear security ID card, and pressed it up to the blue light scanner.

You were greeted by the flickering of the greenery room lights. "That's no goddamn better.." you groaned, searching for the switch as you entered.

The door sliding shut with a loud thump, behind you.

"Don't." A voice commanded you from the depths of the flickery room. Red beading eyes revealing themselves. The colouring forces a shiver down your spine.

You immediately retracted your hand from where you presumed the switch would be. Forcing yourself to obey what must be the mutant gator.

"Montgomery Gator?" You called with a whisper, as if that would do anything.

"Don't be stupid." The limited lighting would show the gators previous sitting state. Your brows knitted, confused in what he was meaning.

"You are?" His stomps echoing as he made his way over to you.

"Y/n I'm your.." your sentence was cut off.
For the split second lighting, you witnessed him take off his stary shades.

Another forced out shiver. That gave you bad memories.

He gave you a scowled expression, your unhelpful response didn't give him enough information.

With a bright blue light appearing from his red orbs. You automatically went stiff, as you mentally prepared yourself.

"Stand still, so I can scan you." He demanded.

For a moment it was silent between the two of you. Your eyes watched the blue lighting move up and down your form.

"Scan complete." He grumbled.
"Of course they get me a babysitter for Scott's sakes, what also only has one arm." You were slightly offended. Was that really your job in a nut shell?

"We'll for your damn information, you have the tendency to destroy Fazbear entertainment property." Whipping out the thick file and shoving it into his chest.

He of course was taken back by your behaviour.

"So I'm not surprised that a oversized gator got a babysitter, because he can't control himself." You shoved past the animatronic.

Another spilt second of lighting, gives you eyeful of the room he was situated in.

"What happened here?" There was broken seats flipped furniture, a couch ripped of its white cushioning, not to mention the sticky spill of an unknowing substance.

Which you happened to be stand in, lifting up your boot a bit of the substance lifted with it in a long sticky strand. 'Gross.'

The gator stayed silent, as he held the file close to his chest. Stubbornly not wanting to speak up knowing he might prove your point.

It was way too obvious that he had differently made his room like this. How disgusting it was as well.

Eyes averting back over to where the gator is, you notice he was looking through his file.

You snatched the thick file from his claws, receiving a stink look and a scoff.

"I didn't need you to look in that." You retorted back, before the blaring thought came back to you.

"Don't be so reckless." The blondes voice appeared in your head. You shouldn't rile him up, at least learn from your mistakes.

In attempt to calm yourself, you returned the file safely back under your arm, whilst letting out a long exhausted exhale. "What is your schedule for today?"

"For an hour, I'll stay in my photo room while the others have their meet a greets. Then I will head to meet up with the rest of the band, to have a check up. Then I'll head to Monty's Wild Golf to spend time with VIP's, to then end the day off with a performance." His arms crossed over each other.

"Right.. then why did you summon me here?" You had another look around the flickery space.

"Unfortunately I did not, automatically when your shift starts you'll receive a notification on my location. All your schedules are mapped out for you. It's an easy way to keep employees on task."

You blinked for a moment in slight disbelief, you didn't hear much swearing from the gator.

"What?" He frowned.

"Nothing, I would've at least assumed I would hear you cuss a few times in that sentence. Like the last time.." the last part going into a mumble.

"I'm programmed to inform you without the nonstop swears. So you can get it into your thick Fucken skull." His finger poked your forehead.

With the roll of the eyes, you exhaled once more. Attempting to keep your cool.

"Can we at least turn these lights off? I'm starting to get a migraine."

The gator bursted into booming laughter, for awhile before stopping. You lifted a brow by his sudden actions.

"No" he denied.

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Notes!

-Montgomery likes flickery lights it makes him think he's cool.

-Montgomery also wishes to mess with you by not turning them off (jerk)

-Only Montgomery and Roxanne are programmed to cuss when around the appropriate age group or people. The edge brings more attention to them.

-Montgomery and Roxanne don't swear in front of parents/caregivers as programmed. They are programmed to tell between a childless adult and parent by searching through the Plexs memberships archives.