I got dressed, luckily my lip was mostly healed, but my eye was still an issue, so I wore the glasses once again.
The uniform pants were clean and the blood didn't show up on it, but I still had to bleach the white uniform shirt. What I did instead of wear the white button up, I wore my white polo instead. I propped the hat onto my head, and pinned the badge onto my shirt, then I was out.
I rushed to the pizzeria. Once I had pulled into the parking lot and entered the building, I noticed Mike wasn't there. I growled and stomped to the office.
That fucker skipped out on me. Asshole!
I grumpily slouched in my chair and leaned on the desk. I don't wanna do this shit again.
Suddenly, it was silent. All i could hear was the buzzing of the metal fan. The hot atmosphere made sweat drip from my forehead.
Before I could think, Chica was at the door. The animatronic Chica.
I jumped back and pressed the button to close the door as fast as I could. My heart beated fast and my chest felt tight.
"What the fuck..." I cough out.
"Come on!" I hear a voice harshly whisper. I didn't recognize it. It wasn't Mikes, "Freddy's", "Bonnie's", or the purple guy's... But it was a guy.
I hopped up and took the man's hand without looking, and we ran together. We ran and I got so exhausted so fast, I must've been out of shape. Suddenly, we were in a small stage, behind a curtain. Uh-oh. Pirate Cove.
I look to the man in fear and he tries to reassure me with a smile, but I see the worry on his face. Oh. He also has an eye patch. Gross. After I nearly caught my breath I fell to the floor. I was extremely tired now.
I look up at him. His red hair fell down to his neck, and he wore a dark red shirt, and black Jeans.
"Who're you?" I gasp out while trying to catch my breath.
"Foxy." He said, also breathing heavily.
My face goes blank and kind of gives him the "are you fucking kidding me" vibe.
"You?" He asks.
"(Y/n).." I say.
He looks away and kneels down infront of me, taking my hand into his. He kept his other hand on the ground out of my sight.
"I don't have much time." He looks back into my eyes.
"Listen, (y/n), you shouldn't trust any of us... And you shouldn't a come back..." He says quickly. He gives off the kind of quirky vibe.
"Yeah, no shit." I sigh. He gives me a half-assed smile.
"Seriously... We aren't... Normal. We can't function normally..." He was beating around the bush. He knew something that the others didn't, and I saw right through him.
"Cut the bullshit." I sound harsh, but I want to know what the fuck is going on, and he seems to be the only one who knows.
He looks around nervously.
"Look... We're... Dead." He whispers, tears filling his eye. I feel a pain grow in my chest. "We... We've been dead for a long... Long time... "
"How are yall here now? How can I touch you?" I ask, poking his chest.
"You can touch us because we use your energy to be... Like this. Physically here. That's why you get so exhausted and faint after we touch you." He explains. Tears spill over my cheeks.
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Bring Life - FNAF x Reader
Fanfic***DISCLAIMER: OUTDATED LORE*** You're hounded by your father to get a job or do something with your life. Despite your age, you still considered yourself a child. You managed to get a job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. You rub it in your father's face...