FNaF x Reader

Freddy x Reader ~ My Hero (PART 1)

Your POV

Crap. Why did I keep this job?! I should've quit the second I found out, oh, I don't know, they're trying to kill me!!! It's Night 6 - I should mention I'm only supposed to be working five nights a week - and I'm pretty much dead meat. I keep hearing Freddy laugh, and Bonnie won't leave my left door alone! If he likes it so much why doesn't he just marry it! Great. Foxy's gonna be running to my office from pirate cove any minute now, and him banging on my door to drain my power is not going to help my situation. I keep closing the right door to check the cameras, because Freddy's in the blind spot. Bonnie finally left and I quickly opened the left door. 3am - I can do this! I switched cameras for a split second to see where Chica was - huge mistake. The moment I switched from Pirate Cove, Foxy ran towards my office! Freaking out and almost dropping the tablet, I leaned over and smashed down the left door button, my heart pounding. I wonder how I made it this far...Foxy banged on the door and I winced. Stupid fox, now my power's at 48...and it's only 3:29. I can do this...Well, that's what I keep telling myself, but frankly, I'm not too sure. Trying to calm my breathing, and my heart rate slowing down, I opened the left door once Foxy left, only to close it once again to see Bonnie staring at me. I groaned and started to check the cameras, but froze for a moment as I heard laughter. Shit, I completely forgot about the right door, and it's been open since Foxy left Pirate Cove! I am so dead...I took a deep breath and turned on the right light. My eyes widened, and I could've just flipped out right then and there, but I didn't. I couldn't. I probably couldn't do anything, I was so scared. I wanted to immediately take my hand off of the light button and close the door, but I couldn't. Right now the only sounds were the desk fan, my heavy and rapid breathing, and my heart pounding so heard I'm surprised it didn't burst straight out of my chest. What I was staring at was something I had never seen, and probably shouldn't have. Freddy Fazbear was staring right at me, his bright blue eyes facing my wide open (e/c) ones. This is not supposed to happen! He's supposed to creepily stare at my camera and laugh, not be in my direct sight! Sure I see him in the cameras, but never this close...I moved my eyes ever so slightly to the left and saw it was already 4:00. I was about to come to my senses and shut the door, when the lights went off and the left door opened. 'Shit, I'm dead, goodbye life as I know it!' Was the only thing running through my head as I saw only darkness. For some strange reason, I calmly walked over to my chair and sat down. What was I doing? It was like I had no control over my body whatsoever. I probably didn't, but that doesn't matter now. I felt a tear stream down my cheek, I knew it was all over. It wasn't even 5am, there was no way I could've survived. Usually about now Freddy would be outside my left door about to kill me, and this would be the time I could run for my life because it would turn 6am at perfect timing. But tonight, it wasn't. Nothing happened. I waited, looking outside the left door, but still nothing. Suddenly I felt something heavy on my right shoulder. I would've screamed and tried to make a beeline for the exit, but I didn't. My throat was too dry and my legs were too weak. I just sat there. Then I heard a glitchy animatronic voice. "We nEeD to gEt oUT of hEre, NOw." It commanded. I slowly looked to my right and saw - you guessed it - Freddy Fazbear talking to me. "...You can talk?" I asked. That was just about the stupidest possible question ever asked in a situation like this - but there probably never was another situation like this. I heard what sounded like a sigh, though it was still glitchy. "N-Never mind that..." I said, my cheeks a light pink from embarrassment. "A-Are you gonna kill me...?" I asked. He shook his head no, and I figured his voice box was made to be used only during the day, which would explain why it was so distorted and difficult for him to talk. Am I seriously worried about his voice now, though? I shook it off and slowly stood up, my knees almost buckling from weakness. Who wouldn't be nervous right now? Freddy took my hand and started to lead me to another room. I still had my doubts about him not killing me, but honestly I felt that going with him is the safest option in this situation. So I went with him. I was still scared and shaking, and jumped at every noise. It took about 5 minutes to get to the hallway, but to me it felt like hours. Eventually Freddy sighed (at least, that's what it sounded like) and picked me up. "W-What are you d-doing?" I asked. "It wiLL bE qUIcKeR tHIs WAy." He told me, and I nodded. He carried me to the backstage, and I was almost sure he was going to kill me right there and stuff me into a suit. But he didn't. He sat me on the table, then closed and locked the door. "W-Why are you doing this?" I asked, and...

~TO BE CONTINUED!~

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