"Just a Machine.." - Glamrock Freddy x reader

Children's Games

a/n: the picture above is so me !! BARK BARK WOOF WOOF GRRR BARK BARK WOOF BARK BORK GRRR WOOF BARK.

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

—lau <3

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"Can you, like... turn those things off?"

Your voice felt booming inside such a tiny closet, the echoes bouncing off the walls even though you whispered.

Freddy jumped, turning his eyes towards you. The faint glow they emitted were making you anxious. You weren't gonna lose so quickly and to MONTGOMERY at that. In fact, your competitive side has already started to kick in.

"Why?"

"Because you're starting to freak me out..," you exhale, only saying half of the truth.

"Fine, then how else am I supposed to see you?," Fred groans, slightly annoyed he can't gaze at your ethereal face.

He wasn't about to tell you he might be afraid of the dark. Only if it was for long periods of time that is.

"You're not. We have to keep it dark in here," you explain, leaning down to look through the crack under the door.

He sighs disappointedly and the conversation ends. The closet is filled with utter silence, enough to hear a pin drop.

"Then can I tell some jokes?," the bear suggests, observing your body bend in an insanely unnatural position just to get a glimpse outside.

"...what?," you mutter, unsure if he was being serious or not.

"To entertain myself," he elaborates, scraping at spot on his leg. You catch sight of this and seize his hand.

"You really need to stop doing that. You're an expensive piece of work, you know?," you frown, trying to see his face.

"Sorry, it's a habit," he apologizes, relaxing his hand.

"You need to quit it, you're scratching all your paint off," you scold, releasing him.

Freddy laughed, "You sound like a mother nagging her child."

"That's because I am nagging my child to stop damaging himself," you rasp, crossing your arms. "Ah- and yes, be free to play the role of a jester. I'm all ears."

To be honest, it was getting a little boring just waiting here.

"I promise you won't be disappointed," he smiles.

He began coughing like he was trying to hack something up and it confused you.

"What the fuck are you doing?," you deadpan, fully expecting Monty to open the door any second.

"I'm warming up my vocals, hold on," he answers, beating his chest.

"STOP, STOP! HE'LL HEAR YOU," you panic because oh my god no, you were not going to lose to your arch freimesis. (hah friend nemesis)

Freddy halts, "I honestly forgot that was why we were in here."

The sound of you facepalming made the bears breathing stop. He must've been thinking: hahahaha, oh fuck. Or at least you hoped he was.

Since you already agreed, Freddy figured now was the time to start the jokes.

"I thought the dryer was shrinking my clothes..."