Talking in your Sleep [S&D]

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A/N: Not much of Springy in this chapter sadly, But he'll be in the next one!! This chapter is mostly just about Reader :P
This chapter also had mentions of Religion, but the reader is stated to not be very religious. I am planning on making Christmas a major point in here in the future, but for now it's still November in the story world :P

You buckled the baby carrier into the car and made sure the strap was tight enough before you handed the baby it's bottle and shut the door, waiting for Deliah to come out.

You saw her at the door, facing Springtrap and holding his paw/hand as she tells him something. She had told you that Springtrap hated being alone for long periods of time, something about him having Abandonment issues and being alone for too long causes him to freak out.

You sat in the drivers side and started the car up, watching Deliah finally come bounding out of the house.

" Sorry that took so long, He hates it when I leave." Deliah apologizes as she buckles herself up.

" I mean, I don't blame him for having Abandonment issues, You said he was in that abandoned Diner for how long...?" " A few years.. He said since somewhere in the Eighties." "... uh-huh.."

Deliah had told you a lot of Information about Springtrap last night, but it was still too vague. Deliah herself had even admitted that she didn't know a lot about him, and even Springtrap didn't like talking about his origins.

You put on some radio station that was playing The Cranberries and you pulled out of the driveway.

" Oh, I love this song!" Deliah chirps from beside you as she recognized the song. " Oh yeah? You listen to The Cranberries?" You ask her, watching her nod vigorously.

You hum and stopped the car for a second as you were almost out of the driveway, leaning over Deliahs lap to get to the glovebox. Opening the compartment, you took out a CD in a ziplock bag and closed the compartment with your wrist before handing it over to Deliah.

She looks it over with mild confusion as you finally get out of the driveway and start driving the car in the direction of the Hursts house, but it clicked for her when she saw 'The Cranberries' messily written on the CD in marker.

" Vincent burned some songs onto that for me a while ago." You tell her, pointing at the old gift. " You can have it, I don't really listen to The Cranberries anymore."

Deliah grinned and looked back down at the cd inside the ziplock, making you smirk at her. " I got some more in there if you wanna take a look; Green Day, Foo Fighters, Goo Goo Dolls, Red Hot Chili Peppers, all sorts of stuff that Vincent burned."

" Wow, Vincent is so cool." Deliah says without even thinking, causing you to slightly deflate and focus on the road as you saw the House come into view.

".. Yeah, He was pretty cool." You agree with her, keeping your tone low as you pull into the driveway to the Hursts.

Once you parked the car in the driveway, Deliah jumped out and went up to the door, waiting for you on the porch as you took your time gathering what you needed and getting the baby carrier out of the back.

" You're slow." The girl tells you once you finally made it to the steps leading up to the porch, making you scoff and roll your eyes at her. " I'm Old, I'm supposed to be slow." You joke, standing beside her as she rings the doorbell.

" You're not old, You're twenty-something." " Twenty-something is very old in dog years." You remark with a shrug, making Deliah giggle.

The door opens revealing a pale teen with purple/burgundy dyed hair that reaches his shoulders, his eyes glued to what looked like a Nintendo DS in his hand before he actually looked up.