FNAF Human AU One-Shots

Yandere! Monty X Reader

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WARNING
This chapter contains death, violence, and threatening.
If you are at all uncomfortable with this content, a summary will be provided at the end of the chapter.

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"You wanna explain this one, Mr?"

"Like I said, the kids wanted to see how far I could hit it."

"You hit it into the damn wall."

"It curved?"

With a sigh, you shook your head. While your job at the Pizzaplex wasn't the hardest, it certainly was one of the weirder ones. You went around after hours and collected all the used golf balls, cleaning any of the dirty ones, tossing ones that were too broken to use, and putting the rest away. It was a thankless job, one that was made even harder by the performer the attraction was themed after. While you weren't meant to have much- if any interaction with the performers, a week into your job you wound up needing to have a confrontation with one of them. In your first day alone, you found dozens of golf balls in places they really had no right being. In the water, on top of fake trees, one even being stuck on top of the massive gator mouth that acted as one of the levels.

With you finding golf balls in stranger and stranger spots during your first three days, you spent the next four staking out the golf course in your free time and figured out the problem; none other than Montgomery Gator himself. He would often show off to an absurd level around the kids. You watched him send golf balls soaring through the course, some even managing to get close to the catwalks above. At the end of your first week, you had amassed a large number of pictures of all the weird places you found golf balls in, as well as some footage of the performer himself, that you presented to him before he could leave. It was normally a big social no-no among workers to confront the performers about their behavior, but you just wanted answers at this point, a reason for this madness you were being put through. Funnily enough, Monty actually seemed amused by your reaction and would stay after his shift to watch your reactions to the places you'd find golf balls.

"Oh come on, (y/n). If I quit showing off, the kids are gonna think I've gone soft!" Monty whined, crossing his arms.

"Well I'm close to quitting this job! I'd like to see you climb trees to get a bunch of golf balls every night!" you said, mimicking his pose and shooting him a glare.

The performer snorted, leaning forward and ruffling your hair. "You ain't gonna quit."

"And why's that?"

"Cause I say so~"

You rolled your eyes, reaching up and trying to dislodge the little white ball that was lodged in the wall. Your hands struggled to get a grip on it. In less than a second, you felt Monty right behind you, his hand on your shoulder as he leaned over you and plucked the golf ball from the wall and dropped it in your hands. You just stared up at him, at a slight loss for words.

"Monty! What the fuck have you been doing?"

Both your and Monty's attention snapped to the golf course exit, seeing none other than Roxy standing there was a huge glare on her face.

"We said practice after closing, and you agreed. So what the hell is taking you so long?" she yelled.

"(y/n) was just impressed by my golfing skills and wanted to see more!" he shouted back.

You stepped in front of him, cupping your hands over your mouth and yelling, "he hit a ball so hard it got lodged in the wall!"

You could feel Monty try to grab you and push you back as you let out a small laugh.