The Kind Ghost of Hurricane (Michael Afton x reader)

-Chapter 14-

I think you deserve to know my people. Michael won't be lovey dovey with you for... probably more than 8 chapters.

Gotta build up the angst my people.

The angst weren't the dead kids, that's just FNaF.

-Mari

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You weren't strong as you acted. You had been painfully scared since that day at the diner. The images of that event were always in your mind, the cries and screams, the figure of the little kid desperately trying to get out of the robot's mouth, the blood on the yellow suit of the latter, and the one on your shirt as you held Chris close to you.

You were never going to forget that, and you were terrified of it even today. For two years you lived in fear under a mask of confidence totally fake. William Afton was still on the loose, and now that Elizabeth died, either you or Michael probably were going to be his next target.

You never took a day off from work, not when he was around of course. Your birthday the next day was no exception.

And when you thought that it was going to be a normal day, filled with hatred and fear, while cleaning the tables the animatronic that was always out of order started talking again.

"Hello lads!" He started saying, which made you jump for the surprise. "How are ya doin' today?"

Looking around, you saw the other staff talking to each other while looking at you with a side eye. One of them also asked you if you were the one to make it work again, which you denied because you were in charge of Freddy the previous day.

"I heard there's a special birthday girl 'round here." Oh, you've got to be kidding me. "Special because, you know, she's 20 today, which I didn't know peopleof this age came here for birthdays... But anyways where's Captain [Name]?"

You took a deep breath and continued your chores like nothing happened.

"You can't escape from me, Captain! I know you're working today, so why can't you come here so I can give you your gift?" He insisted, as he knew what I was doing. It was strange that he was talking like this and all, but it seemed like he was looking at my movements. And there's only another person that can alter a robot for this.

You put down the trail you had in your hands, and walked towards the robot. "Foxy, did you call me old?" You asked, as he could respond to you.

"I see you're a pirate too, matey! Well then, here it is." He took out a rose with a note attached from his arm, which was something you didn't know it could do, and gave it to you.

"Woah I-... Who- who exactly gave this to you and how are you not out of order?" You asked, again thinking he could answer you.

To your surprise he crouched to your height and rested a hand on your head. It was really big, like your whole face. "Gotta search ya' treasure on your own, Captain. Otherwise, where's the fun?"

He stood up again and closed his curtain by himself. You took a few seconds to apprehend the situation, then looked in Pirate's cove. Foxy was shutted down, eyes closed, looking down as if he never talked in days.

Suddenly a pair of hands blocked your vision, and you smiled, thinking it was the same person that architected everything. You happily turned around, but your smile faded when you saw that it wasn't the same person.

"Happy birthday Captain! How are you holding up?" Jeremy asked, laughing. He had a black eye, so you thought that he and Jamie might have had a fight.

"Could go well, I guess... I mean, I have to work on my birthday, but it's not the real reason." You looked down to the rose. The feeling of dread that followed you for two years for a second disappeared, only because there was just disappointment now.