Lust for Blood: A Nightmare Fredbear x Reader Story

Nightbear

While Fredbear held you close to him in the dream world, he saw and heard everything going on in the hospital room. He looked down, noticing your dream self fading. So was he. He realized you were waking up. Once you did, he looked at you in his plush form. There was a knock on the door, and a nurse walked in.

"Oh my goodness!" she whispered, seeing you were awake. She quickly ran out of the room and found the doctor that had been checking in on you.

"She's awake," she told the doctor, who quickly walked back to the room you were in. He knocked before walking in.

"Hello there Miss (Y/n)! It's good to see you awake! You took a long nap there," he said. He checked your IV for a moment.

"Alright, now that you're awake, how are you feeling?" he asked. You shook your head. You touched the IV that was in your arm.

"We'll get that out tomorrow after you've had some rest. For now, I'll check your vitals and then we'll be out of your hair," he said. It took him a few minutes to fully examine your vitals. Once he was done, he hummed.

"Odd...everything looks...normal..." he said. He then looked at your head. He hummed and unwrapped it. He stared at your wound a bit.

"Wow...alright then...well, you're going to get some rest now, then tomorrow, you should be able to go home," he said with a smile.

You looked down at Fredbear's plush, which looked at you, confused. The doctor tended to the wound on your head and covered it back up, then walked out. As soon as the door was closed, the plush turned into Fredbear's normal, nightmarish form. He picked up the black plushie that sat in your lap.

"What did you do?" he asked it. No answer. You looked up at Fredbear, who looked down at you. He set the plush back down and held his paws to both sides of your face.

"Are you alright?" he asked softly. You nodded slowly. Your eyes then traveled to the plush Fredbear had set down. You gently picked it up.

"Nightbear?" you asked. Fredbear looked at you.

"What?" Fredbear asked. Your eyes watered a bit.

"My dad built a bear before you were built...well...not you, but...the Fredbear that..." you began. His ears flattened a bit.

"Nightbear was in Dad's basement...he made it to the pizzeria, but...something happened...I don't know what, but...one day he was gone... This plushie is what he looked like," you continued to speak.

"I can tell you...that's not the bear you think he is. That's NightMARE. He's dangerous. You can't listen to him or be anywhere near him. If we could destroy his plush, we would have done so a long time ago...but we can't. His powers prevent that from happening," Fredbear said. You looked down at the plush.

"You're not going to take him away...are you?" you asked.

"(Y/n)...he could hurt you," Fredbear said.

"But you'll protect me...right?" you asked him. He sighed. He sat down next to you.

"Sweetheart...you can't keep him with you. I won't keep you from seeing him, but if you keep him with you, there will be a day that he will hurt you. Especially if you anger him. I don't even exactly know what he plans to do with you, but if you really want to keep him, he will need to be put in a safe place. Out of your reach," Fredbear said. A low growl was heard from Nightmare. Fredbear stood still, his ears flicking. He quickly shifted into a plush as he heard someone running down the hall. The door flung open. You hugged Fredbear close to you as it was your father who had burst through the door.