Proprietorial - Glamrock Bonnie X FemReader

Father = Cockblock.

You stirred in your sleep, the temperature was starting to become unbearable. You were sweating uncontrollably but could feel the tips of your hands and feet threatening to freeze off.

You couldn't take it anymore, your symptoms weren't allowing you to stay asleep any longer. Your face displayed your discomfort, your caretaker taking quick notice and pressing their cold palm to the side of your face. You pushed your head against their hand instinctively, the metal feeling exuberant and refreshing against your warm skin.

Yes...this is what I needed...I need...more

You turned over and placed both hands over the top of whatever was cooling your temperature temporarily. You were still half-asleep at the moment, your body's natural reaction was telling you to engulf yourself in whatever was making you cool down.

After a couple minutes of allowing your brain to fully relax; you remembered you had fallen asleep in Freddy's green room.

"I should...probably get up and work, huh?" You slurred. You assumed whatever you were currently holding so close to your face had to have been Freddy's hand...or maybe even something he had given you.

"Nah, I think you should let go of my hand so I can finish tuning my guitar," he spoke. You furrowed your eyebrows and laughed.

"Since when do you...play an instrument?" You asked him.

Freddy sounds..different? Did I get him sick somehow or am I just imagining things?

"Since before you were born, toots," the so-called 'hand' that you were holding removed itself from your cheek, making you whine.

"Hey! And to think you said I was your favorite, dad- AHHHHH!" You opened your eyes slowly and nearly pissed yourself noticing in Freddy's place was now Bonnie. His eyes widened as you screamed.

"Daddy? Geez, take me out to dinner first, would you? And I don't recall saying you were my favorite anything. As a matter of fact, you're probably my least favorite right about now with all your fucking screaming," he rolled his eyes and returned to the instrument in his lap. You pulled the blanket on his bed up to your face as you stared at him. Your mind was spinning-

How the fuck did I get here? Am I lucid dreaming right now? Astral projection?

"U-um, Bonnie?" You stuttered. He looked up at you through his ears before moving them out of his line of vision. "How...how did I get here? Last thing I remember is falling asleep in...Freddy's room? Did I sleep walk all the way here?" You thought out-loud and Bonnie tsked.

"No, you dumbass. Freddy brought you in here about...three hours ago. Said something about being busy and you needed to be watched over? I told him I didn't want to babysit but he dropped you off anyway," he recalled the conversation with a hint of irritation in his voice. You blinked and looked around the room. The lights were dim and all that lit up his personal space was a couple LED signs and fairy lights. The atmosphere helped soothe you in this time of betrayal and distress.

"Freddy...put me up for adoption??" You asked, teary-eyed. Bonnie looked at you, confused.

"Freddy didn't tell me he had kids,"

"What time is it?" You asked, feeling around for your phone. You looked over at the rabbit and realized your phone was on his vanity instead of in your pocket where you left it. He noticed and smirked, picking it up.

"I was going to make you work for it- but seeming as your immune system is just as shitty as your bowling skills, you can have it back," he handed your device over to you and you scoffed.

"Oh, thanks so much for giving me permission to have my own phone- HEY!"

He pulled it from your grasp just as quickly as you obtained it.