Tomboy Foxy the Pirate x Male Reader

Welcome to The Family

[3rd person pov]
After a long night full of nightmares from a life time ago, (Y/N) wakes up bathed in their own sweet. Their heart was pounding and they were quaking as they sat up. Trying to regain control of their body (Y/N) drank a bottle of water that was left overnight next to their bed and walked cautiously to the bathroom. As they wiped their face with water from the sink and a spiked towel, their bison widen as the rooms around them were no longer dark spaces. (Y/N) brushed their teeth and advanced towards the living room. They grabbed the remote from the couch and turned on the television to a random channel where a familiar tune played through the speakers. (Y/N) smiled and sang the lyrics to the song in a monotone voice. Just when the song was gonna get to their favorite part, a voice from the screen broke the tune.

Reporter: Better come down and visit Freddy and his friends while you have the chance. After all they will retire next week and make room for a new cast of playful companions.

(Y/N): What? No. That can't be right. Why?

(Y/N)'s mind was hurled with a million questions. Why would the best place in the entire world close down?

Reporter: In just a couple of moments, we're gonna get a bit of an inside scoop as to why Freddy and friends will be leaving the stage. Stay tuned as we will cut back after these messages.

The television started playing silly toy commercials and house products. As (Y/N) waited for the news to cut back they heard and spring type sound coming from the kitchen. They've acquired toast from the toaster! After a couple spreads of butter they took a sip of their coffee to awaken the laziness imbedded within their body. The television cuts back to the reporter and they sit their mug aggressively on the counter, surprisingly not shattering it in the process. (Y/N) leaned in more to listen carefully to the conversation between the reporter and what seemed to be an employee at the restaurant.

Reporter: Thank you for having us today Mr. Cawthon. Could you perhaps clarify as to why the hood old crew is leaving the stage for good?

The man looked confused at the words the reporter said and with a formal tone answered her question.

Mr. Cawthon: Whoa whoa! Who said we were closing up shop? Freddy and the others are simply making room for more characters that will shed more happiness on children's faces. Safety is our number one goal in the Fazbear family, aaaand we felt like our good ol friends here were getting a little to rough for the little ones.

Reporter: What do you mean by getting a little rough?

[From home](Y/N): Yeah what do you mean by rough?

Mr. Cawthon: we've had a couple of accidents here and there were they forgot that they're not as light as human beings. Plus to avoid further trouble we've decided to let them rest up and make room for safer models, like the Jr's location in 1987.

Reporter: Can you give us any hints as to how these newer models will look like Mr. Cawthon?

Mr. Cawthon: I think it's better that we all experience the magic together. However for those who are super interested and passionate about our goal we have an open slot for a night shift here at the location.

Reporter: Sounds interesting. But if your current models are being scrapped, why have a position all of the sudden?

Me. Cawthon: Well we want children to be proud and happy of our decision. We don't want their memories to be forgotten so two weeks from now we'll have our special celebration to say our goodbyes to the gang.

Reporter: Well I think that's all the information that we wanted to know. Thank you for you time.

Mr. Cawthon: Thank you for interviewing me. And remember those watching at home. Slots are open for the job. Five nights for two hundred dollars.