Y.M.S. One Shots

One Shot 7: Losing A Child

     A/N: NO CHILDREN DIE IN THIS ONE SHOT. I just wanted to make that clear. Some of you might be disappointed by that (I... I think? idk), and others relieved (you're welcome). It will make sense in a second.

     So... I... um... I stopped mentioning Paimon, like, halfway through the story, and I completely forgot (that's on me, sorry). I don't want that to be a loose thread in this story, so I'm going to fix that up here. This one-shot is the night before Jeremy dies, btw. It's the only way I can make the timeline work for me, so I'm sorry if  this one seems a little... wonky. Happy reading, though!

     "Guys!" I screamed, my entire countenance radiating excitement. "You need to see this!!!"

      It was late that night, and the band was taking advantage of the empty space by racing that evening. Roxy, as usual, was winning. But Monty and Bonnie were giving her a run for her money, and were just a few feet behind her. Chica and Foxy were doing pretty well, but were nowhere near the three competitive animatronics. Freddy was well behind Chica, and his kart kept hitting the sides of the track as he attempted to steer his vehicle in the right directions.

     "Freddy? Is your kart broken, or are your driving skills really that bad?" I teased.

     He rolled his eyes and shouted as he passed me, "No one else wanted this one, and all the others are currently in maintenance!"

     I shook my head, a smile on my face. "Freddy, Freddy, Freddy... always the gentleman, I see."

     "You make it sound bad!" he replied.

     I watched, trying to be patient, as everyone did their final laps. My toe tapped while I waited for them to come to where I was standing, but Monty and Roxy were arguing about who had won. I walked over to settle the dispute (and to hurry things along. My patience was wearing thin), and placed a hand on Monty's shoulder.

     "Rockstar, hey. Roxy won this one, you've gotta accept that," I said sympathetically.

     "But doc!" Monty protested, "Where you even watching?! We were neck 'n neck, then at the very end I-"

     Shut it, Monty! I won!" Then she added smugly, "Like always. Listen to Y/N. Accept your defeat."

     Monty growled, and his fists clenched. "Look who's talkin'. You can't even play mini golf without throwin' a tantrum!"

     He must've hit a nerve, because it was Roxy's turn to scowl and give him the death glare.

     But much to my relief, Freddy cut in to their argument and said hastily, "Perhaps we should listen to what Y/N has to say. She came here for a reason, after all."

     Monty and Roxy sneered at each other one more time, but then they huffed in unison and crossed their arms, turning their attention to me.

     "What is it, Y/N?" Roxy asked impatiently. "I kinda have a rematch I need to win."

     Monty shot her a glare and bared his teeth. You know, if I didn't have something beyond the lines of epic to show them, I would've gushed over how cute they were while they argued. But I did have something amazing to show them, so I didn't. Instead, I pulled out my phone and held it up for all of them to see.

     "Behold, my robotic friends!" I announced, "10 hours of low quality funky town with a spinning fish!"

     I pressed play on the video on my screen and watched in anticipation as their faces shifted from curiosity to either amazement or concern. I was satisfied with both transformations.