SaMs & Security Breach AU's!. X Reader!. ~

Glamrock Freddy

EDITED NOTE~ This was supposed to be Security Breach! But if you wanna imagine it's the one from SaMs you can! Idk guys. Just do whatever lol.)
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Neutral Reader ~
~Romantic~ (But I'll make a platonic one later if you guys want me too.)

(This comes off as a Human Reader ~ Sorry Guys! It was gonna be Animatronic OR Human but maybe next time if you guys wanna see more!)

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"Okay, sooo...-

Your friend drawled out as they took a bite out of a fry.

"Who do you think is the hottest animatronic here?."
You felt your face flush and you reach your hands across the table in an attempt to playfully place a hand over your friends mouth.

You were laughing though.

"What is wrong with you? You can't just ask that..."

You looked around the pizza-plexes restaurant.

You looked back to the friend and let out a low whisper-like tone.

"There might be kids here and I don't want them hearing your..your-

You playfully swatted at the friend.

"Stop being weird."

You said smiling but also scolding a bit.

Your friend rolled their eyes.

"I'm not being weird...C.mon (Y/n) There has to be at least one animatronic that you've got the hots for...

You took another look around the room before letting out a low sigh.

"Alrigght fine...Maybe I have grown a bit...fond of one...But don't you dare ever tell anyone, this is strictly for me and you alone okay?."
You said your stern glare coming back.

The friends held a hand out and crossed it over their chest.

"I promise I won't tell a soul."
You rolled your eyes at their dramaticness.

"You took a deep breath, feeling a bit nervous with what you were about to confess...

"Alright....I...I may have a small crush on...Glamrock Freddy..."

Your friends mouth gaped open.

"No...Way..."
After a moment of silence, they spoke up again.

"So you like the serious, goody-two-shoes type huh?."
Your eyes widened a bit, feeling a little defensive now.

"Well, what's your type then?."
You asked your friend.

They leant back in the booth and smiled to themselves.

"Roxanne."

You gave them a "Really?." Look.

They snorted out a laugh.

"Don't judge me and I won't judge you."
They spoke, laughing a bit.
You sighed.

"Fine...We both have an odd taste in men/women then I suppose..."

As you and your friend finished munching away on your food before it was time to head back to work.

(You worked with Monty and the friend worked with Chica.)

An ease dropper had popped by in the middle of your conversation...

Monty...

And he had heard everything...