Rabid Yandere Monty x reader

Chapter Twenty-One

(A/N LOL, sorry for the hiatus lovely's. Here's a new chapter. Revised? NAH a quarter of it is decently written in my head. The first half I'm just gonna ignore because that's what past me wanted to put in. Hopefully newer chapters have more decency to it than others.)

Clattering and clanking echo through the dimly lit room. "Phew-" a tanned female exclaimed wiping the sweat off her forehead with her black undershirt. Her purple dayshift attire was wrap around her waist.

"Engineer." An animatronic voice called from the hall. "Montgomery?" She straighten her back from leaning over the work table.
He took a step forward "we need to talk-"
"About?" She quizzes scrunching her brows in confusion.

"Y/N"

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If only you could escape the hell you are about to experience...

A noon to night shift wasn't your ideal way on spending the valuable sleep time that could've been put to use! Instead you'll be working 6pm to 6am- which with simple math and definitely not requiring your fingers to count- it was thirteen hours.
Did 6pm count as the afternoon anyways?

The plex was much quieter but not dead to be exact. There was still teens and adults wondering through the Plex in small groups.

What a great time to experience what it's like being a day shift guard-
'Would I even count as one?' You swore you had an identity crisis now with your confusing shift schedule. Your boss for one is refusing to return your calls stating he's on leave. Tightening your grasp on your wrist at the thought of the brunette man. 'How nice that he gets to go on Holiday-' you grit your teeth.

"Oh! Thank goodness I can end my shift now-" An employee comes up from behind. You flinch slightly but turned around, now facing them."Thanks a lot uh- here's the day shift tablet-" Practically shoving the device into your chest. Your mouth left agape as you watch them hurry away before you could even get a word out.

Turning the tablet on it was displaying a different name than what it should've been. Seeing it was the dark skin woman's made your brows perk up. "At least we know whose the actual dayshift guard?" But why would they give it to you? The security tablet usually displays the on shift security guards name, making it easier to tell whose meant to be on and whose tablet is which. Reminding yourself that the Plex has two tablets.

With this awkward predicament you wonder off hoping to catch the on shift engineer/security guard. Your eyes catch the staircase to the upper staff level, deciding your next course of action in being looking up there.

"Have you seen Maiana?" You ask upon entering the upper staff level.
"Who?" The opposing employee who seeming was unsure of who you were speaking about.

"Uh short- muscly chick.. has an Australian accent?" They just stare blankly back at you with no response.
"Australian accent?.." they ponder on the thought for awhile.

'This is getting nowhere-'

"Are you talking about the engineer?' Another employee came out of nowhere. You jump at the random appearance. 'whyaretheresomanyofyous?? Andwhycan'tyoudothenightshiftinsteadofme??' You mentally question with a wide eye expression. "You good?" They tilt their head, sweat dropping from your forehead "yeah I'm good.. what were you saying about the engineer?"

"Oh yeah they are clock in.. I believe? They did start abit early today than they were meant too."

"And?"

"They should be around the stage area."

'Woohoo a lead!' You cheer fist pumping the air while making the two employees give each other strange looks of confusion.

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You were supposed to be on shift half n hour ago- The gator grumbled marching his way through the Plex. Had you not clocked in? No you definitely had- the system suggested you were on shift. But didn't that mean you would be summoned to his side immediately? At least until the night shift comes around. Wait why was he so concerned for you? He paused momentarily trying to sought his thoughts. Unfortunately he was building a little fan circle in the middle of the atrium. "Montgomery! Sign my plushie!" "Mr Gator! Mr Gator!" Children ranted and raved over the animatronic. Nearby staff had taken notice of the commotion, afraid of getting their ears drowned out by their boss they came the rescue.

The green mutation of a supposed gator stood dazed in the middle of the crowding, with few staff trying to calm the clawing of fans. His red eyes catch a glimpse of the familiar strands of (H/C) (H/L) Hair past the crowd of pestering children. "you-" His voice box when silent. He was forced back into the depths of the crowding, unable to reach his handler.  He grunted from the shoving.

His eyes flickered, point of view appearing a notification for him to be summoned to the stage for his daily performance. "You will see Montgomery after his show! psst- hand out the photo passes." One of the employees nudge their coworker making the other shakily search themselves for the load of photo passes for these situations. Clumsily the employees handed out the passes, lessening the crowd of excited children.

"Oi-" He called for you searching the area where he had last seen you. "Montgomery, you need to head over." Said one of the employees. Before Montgomery could object his programming kicked in sending him to stage begrudgingly. His crimson irises hovering over the nearby faces of adults fitting his description of you.

He'll just have to find you after the show.

Notes!

- Sad Monty gator sulking pre show boohoo

- Y/N ran around the place like a headless chicken.

- Author had gotten writer block and forgot Wattpad existed.

- Y/N was on the hunt for their tanned friend- note taking Maiana is an important asset to the story.

- My tuna man has yet to appear in a later chapter, but might I say he had another sandwich while listening to some stupid podcast.

- Don't hate my tuna boy he did no wrong.

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