My Protectors

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Me: Hiii~ chapter 1 is here~! The art above is my OC Stella Kingsly, I used a base. She wears jeans (skinny jeans) and as you can tell...she likes anything to do with stars, the moon, and the sun. She is 20 and her height is 5'3. Enjoy~

Trigger Warning!! Panic attack/anxiety!!

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"Thank you for eating at Ice Cream Parlor~ Please enjoy your ice cream~"

The young woman waved smiling cheerfully. She has pale apricot hair, it's long in a braid that goes to her butt. She is also wearing a Bonnie-themed uniform with a skirt, and baggy leg warmers that reach under her knees, wearing normal shoes but with a lightning bolt with Bonnie's face atop the bolt. She sighs, slumping down. She loves this job...truly, but having to deal with rude customers, karens/kevins. The children were okay, but the adults...they were brutal and some teenagers think they were all that.

"You doing alright sug'?" A southern female voice spoke as an older woman beautiful with light bronze skin with short floofy dark brown hair that hugged her heart-shaped face. She skates over to the exhausted young woman, leaning her arms on the counter.

The young woman smiles at the older woman, but it is a strained one.

"Yeah...just had to deal with bossy adults, and rude teenagers again."

She frowns standing straight with furrowed brows.

"Again? Why is it that when you do the register you get rude people? I swear, you have the worst luck sug'. But hang in there, if someone is rude keep a smile and be nice...sometimes if you are nice to them, you freak them out and they might never come back." She smirks.

The younger woman chuckles nervously "I-I see. Oh, but um...how has the little one been doing? Has her treatment been working?" She asks the tan-skinned woman with concern in her green eyes.

The older woman smiled and warmed at her concern for her daughter.

"Lillian has been doing okay so far. And the treatment for her cancer is going well. She's a strong one. You should come with me sometime after work to visit her. I told her so much about you, and she wanted to meet you."

The younger woman felt her heart warmed at the thought someone wanted to meet her.

"Of course. Sadly I don't get off until this place closes, so why not this Saturday? Curious though, does she have a favorite idol or one of the Glamrocks here?"

"Hmm...if I remember right, she adores Roxy and Freddy so much."

She nods thinking then she smiles thinking of a gift idea. The woman skates off behind the counter taking a person's order to their table, they may sell ice cream, but they also sell other foods.

Three Hour's Later

She smiles brightly seeing a family walk in the place, and she already had this vibe this won't end well...and she was correct. It seems the mom of three children one toddler who she's holding, a ten-year-old daughter at her side looking embarrassed by her mother's attitude, and an older kid that looks like a punk teenager. it seems yesterday the person who took her place got her order wrong so they gave her a coupon...but it wouldn't work.

She kept a smile on her face "I'm sorry for the trouble ma'am. Let me go check with the manager, and see why it's not working."

She clicks her tongue in irritation while one hand is on her hip, the other arm holding her toddler who was sucking his thumb.

"You better! Or I'll have you fired!"

"Moooom." The young woman flenched understanding the little girl was embarrassed, she felt bad for her.