Move To the Bass | Montgomery x F!Reader (QUICK BURN!!)

Fixer Upper

"Huh...?" Y/N choked, trying to get up but whoever was holding her held her close and tight to their body.

"The pizzaplex is closed, love."

After Y/N's cloud of dumbassery disappeared, freeing her mind from the fog, she found out who she was on top of.

Montgomery Gator. The giant, thousand-pound robot alligator.

But the more Y/N thought about it, the less it made sense. How could a fresh-out-of-college girl knock over a thousand-pound robot? Especially since she seldom works out. He must have fallen on purpose. But why would he do that?

"I know it's closed! I work here now.."

Monty let out a deep chuckle.

"So that's why I don't recognize you. Welcome to the family, dear."

"Drop the pet names.." Y/N murmured, trying not to be openly embarrassed. She didn't a robot to know her weaknesses.

He pulled her a bit closer, her body huddled nicely against his cold, robotic shell. Y/N could feel the fans whirring inside him, which made her flip like a switch into mechanic mode.

"Why are your fans going so fast? Do you need maintenance?"

He scooped her up and stood both of them up.

"I'm fine. You should go uh.. do your job."

"But you're right here. I can fix you up."

"But wouldn't you wanna fix the lead singer first? THE Freddy Fazbear?"

"But you're literally right here with me. It won't take too long. I can even shut you down completely during the process if you'd prefer."

"Just... go do the others first. I'll take you to the green rooms in no time."

Y/N sighed, not wanting to argue with a machine that could easily kill her. He was made by the parent company of Fredbear's, and everyone knows what happened there. Poor boy.

As he promised, Monty did take Y/N to the green rooms in the nick of time. But, she almost threw up three times because he flung his way around virtually the entire pizzaplex.

"Ugh.. my head... is spinning.." Y/N sputtered, looking faint.

"Oh.. she's not doing too hot," Monty said to himself, before carrying her to his room, and gently resting her on his couch.

Luckily, it was new, so he hadn't torn it to shreds.

At least, not yet.

-----

Y/N awoke on Monty's couch and gently rubbed her eyes.

"...I have such a bad headache," She said to herself, massaging her forehead softly.

"I can take you to the first-aid unit to get some painkillers, doll," Monty spoke to her, and that made Y/N recall all the events that just conspired.

"SHIT!! What time is it!!" Y/N belted out, whipping up her wrist to check her watch. It was 2:28, and she quickly stood up.

"Stay here. I'll come back to do your service after I finish the others' first."

"Leaving me for last? Interesting~" Monty teased, and Y/N huffed.

"Hush. I'll see you later."