Five Nights At Freddy's One Shots

Getting Away With Murder ~Vincent~ {Slight x Reader}

Somewhere between happiness and sadness, I need to calculate what creates my own madness

(Vincent's P.O.V)

I sat on my couch, after getting ready, and leaned back. I sighed, I'd have to go to work soon... I fucking hate that place but it's the only fucking one that'll hire me! The other businesses complain about my mental health and shit. Fuck 'em, I don't even need them!

I abruptly stood up, grabbed a knife and pocketed it. Never know when I might need it. These streets are dangerous (lots of car jackings happen and other random crimes), but I have a feeling I'm more dangerous. I chuckled, grabbed my keys as I walked past the kitchen table then exited my house. I went to my car and unlocked it then I got in. I put the key in ignition and turned it on, the radio blaring Papa Roach's 'Getting Away With Murder.'

I felt a smile creep onto my face, not a normal one, it creeped on while a feeling creeped into me. A dark feeling, but I liked it. I really liked it. I reached into my pocket and ran my index finger over the blade of the knife, maybe it'll have a use today...

I laughed as I drove towards Freddy's, today is looking bright.

And I'm addicted to your punishments, and you're the master, and I am waiting for disaster

I checked in, making sure the knife was out of sight. But Boss knows I carry a knife, I told him I needed it for protection. He said he didn't give two shits, just said I had to keep it up. Plus, he trusts me. That dumbass, I wouldn't trust me. Hell, I don't trust me!!!!

I accidentally bumped into Boss, which made me break from my thoughts. I softly growled and Boss turned to me angrily, "Look at what you've done!!! Coffee!! All over ME!!!" People looked at us. "Shit, I'm sorry, sir! Let me get it..." I grabbed a napkin off of a nearby table and began to wipe his suit. "Just stop, Vince, and get back to work. Also, for this 'accident' you gotta do a janitor's job too. I'll inform Chris." Boss said then walked away.

I clenched my fists and threw away the napkin. I glared in the direction Boss went. It was just an accident.... that asshole! Ugh.... I went to my station with a sigh, the annoying animatronics singing with their glitched voices.

I feel irrational, so confrontational

The farther along this day went, the more pissed off I had gotten. I had even attempted to punch my friend Scott, who had looked at me in a way I thought as wrong. Ugh, I didn't mean it. It just happened. Boss got even more pissed at me for putting a whole in the wall. Like I said, I had almost punched Scott, I just missed and hit the wall.

I sighed, everything is just pissing me off more! A few more minutes went by at my post when some brats bumped into me. More like piled onto me, instead of trying to walk around me. Five in total, I did not like it.

I fucking hate kids!!!

I smirked, I had gotten an idea. But how to do it? How to brighten my day without getting caught? How to kill those brats without gettibg caught? I thought a bit on the subject, then lightbulbs!

I smiled widely and looked around, I won't be missed for just a few seconds... I ran to the safe room and opened the door, just as I had suspected; the Springtrap animatronic/suit was still there after years off being unusable and out of order. A little risk of death is what I'll take.

I approached the limp suit, the smell of mold was strong, and the tears in it were bad. Still, I could use it for my genius plan. I flipped it over and cranked the hand crank, I waited until I heard the pop sound that signaled the wires and crossbeams were all squushed to the sides. Remember, don't breath on the spring lock... it's what's keeping you alive once your in it...