Five Nights At Freddy's One Shots

Ring Ring ~Yandere!Insane!Scott x Reader~

I stared at the phone, waiting for it to ring again... for the past month, some freak has been calling me over and over and over again! He keeps confessing his undying love and admits he's been stalking me for a whole year! Hell, he's probably watching me right now!

With that thought I looked out of my window, gulping.

"RING!"

I screamed at the sudden noise, I calmed down then grabbed my ringing phone. I looked at the Caller I.D. it was apparently my brother, so I answered, "Hello?"

"I'm coming~!"

Dafuq? That doesn't sound like Mikey. "U-Um... who is this?" I asked. "You know who I am, (Y/n)." The voice said, smooth and confident. But I didn't know. "N-No, I do not know... Mike? I swear to God....this better not be a prank, Mike. Like one of your shitty puns."

"It's not Mike." The voice said. "Oh, really?" I said with a smirk. "Really! I can even prove it!" They said. "Alright, Not-Mike, gimme the proof." I said, knowing he was screwed.

"Just don't hang up. No matter what." Said the man who was apparently 'not' Mike. "Alright." I replied. Just then, my cellphone vibrated. I picked it up; 'Four new picture messages from: My Asshole of a Brother.' I clicked on it.

My heart beat sped up, my mouth went dry, I dropped the phone and I froze. The voice began to cackle.

Those four pictures were of Mike.

But he was mutilated.

His blood covered the floor in one, it was a close up of his intestines spilling out.

Another was a close up on his face, his eyes were removed and his jaw was halfway broken off, someone was giving him bunny ears with their fingers.

The third was a picture of his back, it was clear that his spine was broke. It stuck out in places, twisting left and right. As if something, like a rabid bear the size of a truck, slung him around.

The last picture was of Mike and a mysterious man, a phone head where a human head should've been. This man had one of Mike's fingers, His fingers, in his mouth, making it look like it was a cigarette. Mike's head was limp and at an unnatural angle, but a smile was carved into his face, though how his jaw was hanging where it was ripped off made it look more like a smirk. Mom and dad were hung in the background, the mystery man was smiling, covered in blood and organs. He must've played in Mike's blood and body.

I cried, as the voices cackling died down, "I do love family photos!" I sobbed. "Wh-Why!?" I screamed. "Because I can't have any taking the attention of what's mine." The man said bluntly. "I-I ---" I was cut off by the man. "I've got to go but, one last thing..."

"Don't look in your bedroom."

Then I heard him hang up and the line went dead. I tried to call the police, but the line was still dead. He must've cut the cord. I put the phone down and gulped. I grabbed my phone and tried to call the police, but as I was about to hit the call button, a text appeared on the screen, from Mike: ':)'

I gulped, I'm so scared. He's going to kill me. I'm dead. Terrified.

Then it went dead.

I cried and threw my phone. Damn it! I sighed. I have to go in my room. I have to know who done this! I creeped to my room, then slowly opened the door. I flinched when it creaked. Fuuuuuuuuck. Then my kitty bounced over to me, mewling, and rubbed against my ankle.

Now I'm seriously given away. I eyed my closet. I crept over there and grabbed the knob.

"1..." I whispered to myself,

"2... DON'T THINK ABOUT IT!" I whisper yelled and slung thr door open. I closed my eyes and awaited to feel pain. When nothing happened I slowly opened one eye, then the other. I relaxed my tense muscles. Maybe it really was just an elaborate prank!

Not the first time Mikey would take one waaaaaay overboard! I smiled in relief then sat on my bed, letting my legs dangle off the side. Nothing to worry about! Just a harmless prank!

Then something grabbed my ankle and yanked me down. I screeched as I was pulled off of my bed, luckily catching myself. My nose was literally brushing up against the floor. I flipped myself over and saw the mysterious phone man.

My eyes widened and I kicked away, backing up against the wall. I felt like a crazed, wild animal that was cornered. He crawled out from under my bed,  covered in fresh blood, then continued to crawl towards me. Hot tears cascaded down my cheeks, as he was now over me.

I pressed myself against the floor, hoping it open up and take me away from this psychopath. "I told you not to check~! But, it was meant to lure you, I can't lie to you." The man said. I shook all over, whimpering softly.

"I'm Scott." The man said, wiping my tears away with his thumb, causing blood to smudge onto my cheek. I cringed and bit my lip. "Don't worry, I already know who you are." He said, probably wanting me to speak.

"I love you..." he said and hugged ne, "That's why I killed everyone who said I wasn't good for you. Like Mike, I asked if it was okay if I courted you but he just had to say no. Oh well, now we're together!"

I cried and nibbled on my lip nervously. "Don't cry. Even though you're mesmerizing when afraid, I can't see you cry." He said. I dried up those tears, afraid he'd hurt me if I didn't.

"How good you listen, I like that. Now, let's go home.... and see the family~." Scott said. My eyes widened and tears threatened to spill from my (e/c) eyes. I knew exactly what that meant. I trembled then he stood up, picking me up bridal style.

"We can't be late! Not for the wedding!" He said, cackling as he walked outside and to a car, his car apparently. "Especially when it's our wedding!" He continued and put me in the passenger seat. I looked away from him as he got into the drivers seat.

"Don't worry, (Y/n), we'll have you a dress! A pretty one made of skin!  And (Favorite Flower) covered in blood! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" He laughed as he drived. Killing my parents was funny, to him. I cried softly as he drived down the road.

This man is crazy, and now he has me...