FNaF One-Shots

Blood-Matted Fur

TWs: Blood, Implied Violence, Implied Verbal Abuse, Implied Death

  You leave the stall, walking up to the bathroom sink and looking into the mirror as you wash your hands. Your h/c hair was growing longer. You'd have to ask your mom for a haircut soon.

  The bags under your e/c eyes were clear as day, your face wet and your lips salty. Your eyes were tinged pink, the rims red as cherries. Like the cherries that were on your chocolate birthday cake. You had wanted a different flavor, but Dad said he didn't like it. It was a simple sacrifice, one you would happily deal with. You love your dad, even if he had yelled at you only minutes ago, causing a scene in the pizzeria.

  You pushed your hair from your face and reach down into the sink, letting the water run over your soapy hands. Hands that rubbed your eyes this morning when you woke up, wishing for the best birthday ever; one that was promised to you by Mom the day before. 

  Once your hands are clean, you step towards the door, flicking water onto the restroom floor from your hands. When you open the door, you're met with a very strange sight.

  A large yellow rabbit stood in front of the door, looking down at you. It had a purple bow-tie and large, green eyes. It looks like Freddy and his friends, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, and your personal favorite, Dotty, a beautiful deer with baby blue eyes.

  "Oh, hello! What's your name?" Mom and Dad always say don't talk to strangers, so you try to keep your mouth shut, but they sound so nice. Friendly.

  "My name is Y/n."

  "That's a wonderful name, Y/n. Mine is Bonnie, but not the one you're thinking of! The one you're thinking of needs help! He's stuck, and I'm not strong enough to help! You look strong. Will you help us?" Bonnie needs help?

  "Where's Bonnie?"

  "Simply follow me, and I'll take you to him." Bonnie holds its hand out, and you take it. Your hand is almost raised, the rabbit is much taller than you. They lead you down a hallway. One of the lights are flickering, and it scares you a bit. Okay, a lot. 

  "Bonnie! It's so dark!" The rabbit looks down at you, and in an act of kindness, it holds its hands out to you. You put your arms in its hands and hold onto its arms. Bonnie picks you up and puts you on their shoulders, and you hold onto their ears.

  "It's okay, Y/n. The lights can't hurt you." You can faintly hear your mom calling your name down the hall, and you recognize their voice immediately. 

  "Bonnie, Mom is looking for me."

  "Don't you want to help your friend?" Mom needs me . . . but I want to help Bonnie. Both of them.

  "We have to hurry, Bonnie's in trouble, and my mom needs me!" The rabbit starts walking faster, turning into a dark room and pulling you off of it's shoulders. 

  The heavy metal doors shut with a bang. You flinch from the sudden noise bouncing around the room. You feel furry hands wrap around your wrist, yanking you off of the rabbit's head. When you hit the ground, your ears immediately start ringing and pain explodes in the back of your head. Fresh tears are rolling down your face, and you think you're sobbing, but you can't tell. You can't hear it and your throat is already sore from crying earlier, so you can't really feel it either. The room is spinning, putting your aching head in further pain. You're too distracted to notice the smell of the room, the scent you were swimming in, the putrid stench of fresh blood.

  "Bonnie, you hurt me!" Bonnie pulls something off of the ground, you can't see what it is through your tears, but it's large. They kneel next to you on the ground, and your feel a hand lift your head from the ground. You look into Bonnie's eyes, and when Bonnie pulls his hand from your head, he steps away slightly. You stop crying, now noticing the smell. You also notice the floor, the wetness of it. You lift your hand, seeing it covered in something dark. Blood. You look at Bonnie to see them raising the object above their head.

  "MO-" Your screams echo off of the walls of the small room, falling deaf on raging ears.

~ Time Skip ~ Y/n's Pov ~ 12:00 AM ~          Jun 27, 1985

  You wake up confused. You had thought you were dead. Why were you still alive?

  You sit up, and immediately notice something's off. This body . . . it wasn't yours. You lift your hands to see an animatronic's bloody hands. Dotty. Why were you inside of Dotty?

  "Dotty?" You look around to see Freddy, looking the same as always, yet you can feel his confusion. You notice the other animatronics, also feeling their confusion, and anger. Rage.

~A/n~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

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I was neck deep in FNaF lore when I thought of this, so if I publish it, it means I turned this into a One-Shots book. Or it's its own storyline, but I'd probably do the first one.