Catching Up To Reality

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f/c/b = Favorite Chocolate Bar

Freddy's Pov:

Y/N returned to the car with a few snacks. Specifically, he had a lot of f/c/b's which seems to be Y/N's favorite? I'll keep that in mind. Though, this is also me and Golden's favorite as well.

Is he hanging out with Golden?! Surely not...right?
Fuck! What if he is?!
What if Golden likes Y/N?!
Or if Y/N likes Golden?!?!!!

I noticed that my eyes were lighting up, so I quickly calmed myself just in time for Y/N not to notice...I hope.
Y/N had once again started driving and because of this short body, I couldn't see where we were headed. Telling buly Y/N's clothes, we're probably going to head towards the pizzeria.

As we were driving, Y/N started to talk to himself. "Where the hell could have Freddy gone. It's not like he just vanished, right?" he said clearly frustrated.

"Fredbear doesn't even seem to want to talk about Freddy..."
Fredbear....
DID HE JUST CALL GOLDEN, FREDBEAR?!!!!
Ok, i'm going to need to fucking talk with my brother BECAUSE WHY THE HELL WOULD HE LET SOMEONE CALL HIM FREDBEAR, BUT NOT EVEN HIS OWN FUCKING BROTHER!!!

I was getting so pissed, but that was until I noticed that my eyes were shining blue again. This time I realized too late...

"What the fuck?!" Y/N yelled parking his car on the side of the road. I saw that he was freaking out. That was also when I realized I had turned my head to face him...
Oops...

"Oh fuck no! I ain't dealing with this horror movie shit!!!" he said before kicking my face.
"Aughh!!! Y/N w-wait-"
"Hell no! How the hell does this possessed ass doll know my name?!" he said grabbing a thick book with a cross on it and smashing it over my head causing my nose to squeak.
"ow....that book hurts harder than one of Foxy's punches...." I said weakly as the air in my plush body just got sucked out by the pressure of the book.

"Foxy? Who are you?" Y/N said lifting the book.
"Is i-it not o-obvious..." I stuttered still laying flat on the car seat.
"ummm yes...?" Y/N said in the most convincing and very believable tone.
"It's me...F-Freddy" I said getting up as I stumbled back onto the car.

"Holy shit no way!" Y/N said leaning closer before poking my stomach.
"Prove it"

"W-what?" I responded a little weirded out.
"Prove to me that you are Freddy!" he said poking me stomach again.
"We literally have only interacted with eachother for like less than 4 hours- nevermind..." I said realizing that I myself fell in love with him less than a minute of us interacting.

"Ummm, hor hor hor hor...?" I said which only caused me to look like a dumbass, but also cause Y/N to start laughing.
"Bahaha! That was funny but no. How about you mention one of the conversations we had then if you really are Freddy" Y/N said which he could have said at the start to prevent me from embarrassing myself.

"Ooh! We had a conversation about pineapple pizza and you said that you liked it while I said I didn't-" I said but interrupted by Y/N putting a finger over my mouth.
"Shush! You haven't even tried it, but yea I guess that would prove that your Freddy. I just have one more questiong though..." he said turning on the car.

"W-what is i-it?" I asked curiously.
"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU A PLUSHIE?!!!" he said in the most totally quietest way possible.
"I'll e-explain on the w-way to the pizzeria, but don't tell anyone that I am a plush. I kinda want to s-suprise them." I said wanting to know what the others think of me while i'm not there.

"Freddy you seem to be stuttering? Something wrong?" he asked getting closer to my face.
"N-no! I-ummm, it's just that I-I- you- I mean ME! Oh nevermind..." I mumbled flustered by Y/N's close proximity to my face.

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