Fnaf Oneshots

Friends...?

This is about the Crying Child and my Oc, Spare Parts.

Enjoy!

I woke up from that horrible nightmare in another dark room. I didn't feel like myself. My skin doesn't feel like skin anymore.

I look down at my hands. They weren't human anymore. They looked like the Fredbear animatronic ones.

I start to cry. What had that voice done to me? I hear something move right then. Two glowing yellow eyes peer out of the shadows.

I was terrified. Was I still having a nightmare?

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, a could make out an animatronic like body. It looked more broken than the ones on display. I could even see its endoskeleton.  "Hello...?" I say, still terrified of what was hiding in the shadows.

Whatever it was flinched and backed up a tiny bit. It looked scared...But why was it scared of me?  Then I realized why it was scared. 

I looked like the suit. I start crying again. Did I become a monster? I hear a creaking noise. "P-please d-don't be s-scared...." It says. Its voice was horribly distorted and broken, and it had an odd stuttering affect.

"I-I thought you were scared of me...." I say, frightened of the creature in front of me.

"I-Im s-scared of e-everything...." It replies. It sounded sad. "W-William s-says its p-pathetic...."

"William..." I say, confused "That's my father...." The bots face changed. It looked even more scared. "Y-your f-father....?"

"I-if he's y-your f-father t-then you m-must be C-Chris but...." It looked even more scared. "Y-your d-dead..."

I start to cry once more. It looked confused and scared. It didn't seem to know what was going on.

"Im dead..." I said, sobbing even louder. "P-please don't c-cry..."It says.  "Im so scared!" I manage to choke out. "W-what's gonna happen to me?"

The bot hands me something. Its a Fredbear plush, like the one I used to carry around, only newer. "F-for me...?" I ask. The animatronic nods. "I-I t-think you n-need it..."

"T-thank you..." I say. My crying stops and I feel a bit better. "Your a good friend..." I say to it. 

"W-we are f-friends...?" It says. I look down, feeling sad again. It didn't want to be my friend... 

"I-I've n-never had a f-friend b-before..."