"Goldie." Mike growled quietly. "Who?" You asked, sitting down in the chair where Jeremy had been.
"Goldie's just a sneaky bot that hides in the kitchen after hours. You shouldn't get involved - the best thing to do is just to leave him alone."
"Alright. Well I'm headed back to work." You said.
"Alright. Bye, Y/N."
"Bye."
You walked into the hallway, heading for the kitchen. Goldie made his appearance once or twice, but he always kept his distance, so he wasn't much of a threat.
/^\^/^\Majestic time skip/^\^/^\
Goldie, every time he appeared, he seemed to inch closer to you. You've had enough, and you decided to confront him yourself, forgetting all about Mike saying not to.
The next time you saw him, he was leaning against one of the old, dusty tables of Pirate Cove. You gathered all of the strength you could, and walked over to him.
"Um, hi, can I help you?" You asked. This close you could really see his features: His short, messy golden hair sat atop his black eyes (which you swore had a small white dot in the center). He basically towered over you at a stunning 6'5.
"Yeah, actually," He paused. "I was wondering where I could get a babe like you."
"Oh, um, thanks, I guess, but I'm taken."
"Oh." He said, slouching down. "But hey, we could be friends, right?"
"Sure...yeah..." he read your name tag. "Y/N."
You could almost feel the security camera zoom onto you. Sure enough, you looked up to find the security camera in your direction.
"What, Schmidt?" You asked, leaning over onto the table.
"You're going to regret this, Y/N. Trust me." He said warily. "Goldie is a sketchy guy."
"We're just friends, Mike. It's nothing."
"Okay. Just be aware of this guy."
You gave a thumbs up to the camera and said goodbye to Goldie, headed back to work.
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"Long day?" Vincent asked as you walked into his Hospital Room. It was about 11 pm.
"Yeah. Nothing important happened though."
"Sounds boring." He said, lifting himself up to have a drink of the water on the table.
"I'm so tired..." You said, throwing yourself into the bed pushed next to Vincent's. "Go to bed then, silly."
"But I don't want tooooo..." You said.
"I thought you were tired." Vincent chuckled and flipped over to look at you. "Well I am, I just don't want to sleep."
You cuddled next to him, and he put his arm around your waist. "Why can't every night be like this?" You asked, snuggling your head onto his chest.
"Good question. I want them all to be like this too." He tilted Your chin up. "Why don't we make every night like this, Y/N?"
"I think we should." You said.
He slowly drew his face closer to yours, excitement raging inside of you, threatening to come out in a happy squeal, but instead you had no words.
His lips slowly covered yours, and your tounges embracing in a long slowdance with one another. He pulled away slowly, a small smile on both of your faces.
"I love you, Y/N."
"I love you too, Vince."
"Oh, now would probably be a good time to ask you something." He said, looking deep into your eyes.
"Yes, Vincent?"
"Will you buy me a burrito from the food court tomorrow?"
"What?" You asked, flustered.
"I'm kidding. Y\N, will you make me the happiest man on earth and be my girlfriend?"
"Of course, teamie."
Vicent got a chuckle out of that remark. "Well, goodnight Y/N."
"Night, Vincent."
You had a smile on your face the whole time you tried to fall asleep. Tried. You didn't end up sleeping Untill 1 am. Your mind had been processing what just happened. At 1 am, it decided that it was a good thing.
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His Little Game (Vincent x Reader) FNaF
Fanfiction(Y/N) Got a job at Fazbear's Pizza for the summer. She meets a man with the name of Vincent on her first day. They form a strange relationship together, and go through a lot together. His secret, their strange love, and a night that twists their lif...
