FNAF oneshots

Lefty x reader

AN: For me, and this story, Marionette won't be possessing/in control of Lefty. :)

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You were tasked with helping your uncle get his new pizzeria up and in running condition. You could call yourself 'manager' since that was your title. But you really ought to have the title "I did everything and my Uncle will reap the benefits". Today with the fifth day it had been open, and the fifth in a row you'd been slaving away here. One of the workers came up to you, "Hey, y/n. There's another animatronic in the back alley. Did you want to..."

"Salvage it? Yeah..." You sighed. Hopefully, this would be the last one that randomly shows up in the back alley. After finishing up your tasks, you head out to the salvaging room out behind the pizzeria. It's more or less a glorified shed with a table and sketchy lighting. Heading out to the salvage room, you gave your pen a couple of clicks and scribbled the corner of your paper. "Well, at least you work pen. My uncle should take notes."

The animatronic was a black and grey rockstar Freddy. Interesting. Hitting the play button, you watched the animatronic across the table. Rinse and repeat the process for another 5 minutes, you had completed the job. This character was different. They didn't move at all during the salvage process. 'Why is that?' you thought to yourself. "Well, thank you for being so polite the whole time we were in this odd shed." You begin to stand up.

"Thank you for letting me join the party. I'll do my best, I promise." the animatronic finally moved, turning its head and looking over at you.

Taken aback, you remind yourself to be polite. "I appreciate that. Thank you. I look forward to seeing you up on stage." you smiled before leaving the shed. 

*******************Later that night***********************

You had a hell of a week. All the animatronics you've salvaged have been trying to get into the office through the huge vents on either side of your office chair. Not to mention the animatronics on stage have been trying to get your skin as well. "Just one. More. Night. It's fine. Really." you breathed out while trying to keep everything in perfect unison. You only had to print posters and flyers, then you could log off and get the hell out of there. Flashing your light down the vent to your right, you could see Scraptrap crawling towards you. "Fuck!" you quietly cursed to yourself. There was movement in the vent behind you. But you couldn't look or else this rotting bunny would kill you. You kept your light on Scraptrap but faced towards the computer. You near aimlessly clicked until you heard the printer start printing the last set of flyers. 

"Don't you want to come play?" Scraptrap growled. 

"I don't think she wants to" you could hear Lefty, the animatronic you salvaged earlier. He was the animatronic in the vent behind you. You felt every fiber in your being regretting ever helping your damn uncle get this place up and running. But to your surprise, Lefty didn't kill you. He walked past the chair, and started to crawl into the vent Scraptrap was in. "I think you should leave."

Scraptrap sounded pissed but gave a mischievous chuckle. "Ha ha ha haaaa....I'll be back~"

Lefty turned back to you, who was still frozen still in your seat. The sound of your task being completed made you dart your eyes to the PC briefly. You could go home now, but there was an animatronic right in front of you. 

"I won't hurt you. You're my friend." Lefty threw you a wink before crawling into the vent he came from. "I'll see you tomorrow, y/n!"

"U-uhhh. Thank you!"