Non-Yandere

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Fazbear's Hidden Easter Bunny
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▪︎ SUMMARY: Getting separated by Freddy during the rabbit hunt is bad, but what’s worse is to see one of your favorite animatronic one percent away of death.

▪︎ CHARACTER/s: Oc!Dylan Johnson and Glamrock Bonnie

▪︎ WARNINGS: Angst and robot death 🤸‍♂️

▪︎ WORD COUNT: 2924 [The dots for flashback isn't included]

▪︎ AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is strictly platonic. While I’m waiting for the votes I’ve decided to take requests at the moment, the voting will be closed off at August 8, 2023! This Fic was requested, and the original character Dylan Johnson belongs to @_True_Colors , I hope this Fic is to your liking!

Also credits to the creator: Fenny,  of this video since this is where the requester based off their request for! https://youtu.be/v05IF8OSm_c
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To be quiet as a mouse is very hard to do so, tip- toeing and her body crunched down as not to be seen, the brunette has to get out of the area, or else it’ll be game over. And yet, even if the chance of getting caught by the mysterious lady rabbit crept into her mind, she can’t help but try and find other places to hide from Bonnie's Bowling Alley. Not wanting to leave because of the longing of her second favorite animatronic.

“Are you having fun yet?” A glitching, robotic yet feminine voice taunted her. The soft thuds of footsteps alarmed the girl that the chase is not over yet, the seeker is near.

The girl snapped out of her thoughts, and then grunted in frustration. “As if.”

Uh oh, she shouldn’t have done that, it alarmed the masked lady of her presence. The said lady looks at the direction of the girl in hiding. “There you are!~” The rabbit in white playfully sang her sentence, angling her knife high, looking like she’s ready to make the missing children as a trend in this place.

She needs to run, now.

With no options left, she decided to dash to her right. Dylan opted to knock down some trash cans, staff bots, plants and signs. Anything to keep the lady off of her track. From giggles to manical laughter is all she could hear.

“C'mon, c'mon… There has got to be a room where she can’t be!” Dylan frantically searched to and fro for any means of escape. Doing so would have been so easy, if Freddy was here. Yet that idea was immediately crossed out as she remembered that Gregory took the fazwatch. Remembering his face irked the brunette, she swore if she saw him again she’d sacrifice him to lady rab- “AHH!”

She was picked up, by a staff bot. Its rusty face in her view. “Do you have a ticket?”

She wiggled her body out of its grasp, punching and kicking its mechanic head. “Shut up, shut up!”

Soft thuds got louder, a sickening voice called out to the little girl. “Dylan~ I see you~”

The hitting intensifies. “No…no,nonono! I can’t. Die.. Now!” With all the strength she could muster, the girl smacked the staff boy’s head, resulting it to letting her go to try and find it. Dylan, without a second thought, snuck inside to a vent on a wall that’s near to her.

She tried to calm down and went further away from the vent hole, seeing that the white rabbit just  went pass her. Looking at her walking with a pep on her step made her question her sanity. But now is not the time, she needs to get back with Freddy before he let’s Gregory do something rash.

The brunette went deeper and deeper into the vent, with only one direction. The longer the vent is the worse she felt at her gut, it made her feel anxious, but at the same time her curiosity came and nagged at her to venture further to the end.

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