You're one of them?! fnaf reader fanfiction

Chapter 10

"Y/N!" Michael's voice rung throughout the house, "Please get up! I need to get to work!"

"I'm awake!" Came my loud and tired reply. I was laid on the softest bedding I had ever felt. It was nothing like my usual pile of blankets. I soon decided, "You are not getting me off this bed Mr Afton!"

I heard him talk to someone else before my door opened. I looked around at the trespasser, to see a pure white entity, with a small eye patch incorrectly placed on its head, narrowing it's wide black eyes.

He stomped over to me, angrily, stared at me for a while, then attempted to drag me out of the bed by the hand. It said, through struggling breaths while pulling on me, "Mr Afton requires... Your presence... NOW! I will tear your arm off otherwise!"

"Fritz please leave me alone!" I let out a yell as I was falling away from the cloud I call I bed. I was once again on a hard floor, it's carpets only just on the soft side. "Fritz you are going to pay for that!"

I playfully chased the little spirit, who was giggling mischievously, down the long hallway of Mike's house. I stopped as we reached the kitchen for breakfast. He'd laid a f/f breakfast in my place on his wooden table. There were eight chairs. Five for the spirits, one for Mike, one waiting for me and one spare cause why not.

I sat down and poured myself a glass of water. it wasn't as relaxing at the table as I thought it would be, Michael was padding around the kitchen packing his bag.

Though it was closed down, Michael now worked the day shift at Freddy's. He was needed to make sure no one went in stealing stuff. Mechanical parts or whatever they might find. I was taken along to study, I'm homeschooled at this point, just to catch up with others my age.

I finished my breakfast quickly enough, leaving myself the time to get the rest of me ready. I headed back to my room to pack up, sketchpad and notebooks.

My f/C backpack was flung over my back as I hurried back downstairs. Michael rattled his keys as he put on his shoes and I equipped my own f/c pair.

"Ready to go?" I nodded to Michael, "Right. We'll see you soon everyone. Susie, stay away from the oven. Jeremy, Gabriel, watch her this time! Fritz, don't stay on games too long. Cassidy, well, nothing has actually gone wrong with you yet so keep up the good work!"

"Bye Mike. Bye Y/N." Their responses were all in sync.

"I mean it guys, no trouble!" When I stepped out, he followed, locking in the troublesome kids. Should they be left without supervision? Absolutely not! But they'd have to get used to it. Might as well figure out what's dangerous the hard way.

While we were walking towards the pizzeria, I thought about getting a second opinion on the future. "What do you think will happen to Freddy's?"

"We'll... firstly Mr Emily needs to keep control of the company. This court case will decide on whether or not he's shut down. Then they obviously need to start by getting the animatronics working on their own, which will be much more difficult than when the children were in those suits."

"But that's only if Mr Emily is let go. Or, cleared of all charges, if there is any charges... You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, but knowing Fazbear entertainment, they'll build a new attraction, pizzeria or whatever. They already have a secret sister location. That was open around the time of--" he cut himself off and looked away.

"Of what?"

"Of Fredbear's family diner..." I searched for his expression, and instantly knew something wasn't right.

"I know that look!"

"What look?"

"What did you do?" I raised an eyebrow, as his eyes met mine nervously.