A collection of one shots that I wrote and posted on my tumblr account (lefteagleblizzard) after watching some of this movies. All of these are gender neutral reader, unless stated otherwise
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Summary: You and Mike were both forced to go back in there for money and thankfully, the animatronics never dared to hurt you again. They would just do their song maybe once in a while with their typical and clunky animations. At least until tonight.
Warnings: no pronouns used for the reader. Badass Mike and reader. Fluff with small angst moments. No smut. Scary encounters. Friends to lovers. Abby being a terrible wingman.
Words count: 4700
The fluorescent lights of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria flickered ominously as you and Mike settled into another long night shift. The pizzeria, once bustling with the laughter and joy of children, now stood as a hollow shell of its former self.
The animatronics, with their clunky movements and eerie songs, were constant reminders of the tragic history buried within these walls, You and Mike had seen it all, from surviving the relentless animatronics to confronting the malevolent William Afton, the yellow rabbit who orchestrated the chaos.
Mike, with his tough exterior and deeply rooted vulnerability had become a steadfast companion in these dark times. His tragic past haunted him-losing his brother Garret, the incident at the mall, and the desperate fight for custody of his sister, Abby.
You shared your own struggles with him, opening up about your financial woes and the dire need to pay for college. Despite the harrowing circumstances, you both found solace in each other's company, forming a bond forged in the fires of survival.
Tonight Mike had brought Abby along, unable to find a babysitter for the evening.
You glanced at Mike, noticing the weariness etched into his face, and then down at Abby, who clung to her brother's hand with an innocent enthusiasm that seemed out of place in this haunted setting.
"I can't believe the babysitter canceled again," Mike muttered, his voice tinged with frustration. "But at least Abby seems excited to be here."
Abby had taken a liking to you over the countless nights you spent with Mike and at their home. She ran up to you, her face lighting up with a wide smile as she gave you a quick hug.
As you stepped inside, the familiar creak of the front door announced your arrival. The main dining area was a haunting sight-tables and chairs arranged meticulously, as if the place was waiting for a birthday party that would never come.
"Abby, stay close," Mike called out, but she was already lost in her own world, sketching away with a crayon she had pulled from her backpack.
Despite the initial terror, the animatronics never dared to hurt you again after that. They would just perform their songs once in a while with their typical and clunky animations.
They always managed to scare you and Mike when they would, out of nowhere in the middle of the night, start to move and sing.
The three of you settled in the big room, keeping a watchful eye on Abby as she started drawing.
