FNAF Oneshots!

(The Fredlets/Reader) Ready, Steady, Freddy

You seem to have three tiny admirers! 
The Fredlets are:
Fred – Very lazy and sleepy. Only follows orders so that he can go to sleep sooner. Doesn't talk much at all.
Frederick – Enthusiastic and flirty, he's your main admirer in this story! He's very full of himself as well as very very loud and show offy. Good luck with him, reader!
Faz -  A LITTLE BALL OF RAGE! Faz is always grumpy and practically always yelling. He hates everything and everyone, especially his brother, Frederick! He seems to be pretty fond of you, though!

Reader uses she/her pronouns

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If anyone had asked you who you thought the most annoying thing or person in the world was, the answer would've been easy. Too easy, in fact!

The answer would always be the Fredlets.

Frederick, specifically.

Dealing with those three was like was like pulling teeth – Frustrating and painful. If at any point of your robotic life, someone told you that you would have three teddy bears pining after you, you would have just brushed it off with a laugh.

But you definitely weren't laughing now.

Frederick was climbing up your arm, trying to stand on your shoulder so he could get closer to your face. Faz had practically attached himself to your leg with a grip so tight, you don't think you could have pulled him off even if all the animatronics helped you.

At least Fred was just asleep at your feet. He was like...50% less of a nuisance to you. Good on you, Fred.

A fuzzy paw on your face alerted you to the fact that Frederick had succeeded in his mission to perch upon your shoulder.

"Hey dollface!" Frederick pulled your face so that you were looking each other in the eyes. He was giving you what he thought was a suave grin.

You were giving him a harsh glare in return.

"What's with the sour look?" The small plush said through his grin. "You should smile more often! You'd look nicer that way!"

He pressed his lips to your cheek.

You promptly flicked him off your shoulder and he landed on the ground with a soft thump.

"Hey, what was that for?" Frederick whined, rubbing the back of his head indignantly. "It was a compliment, doll!"

You rolled your eyes. You didn't want to deal with this today.

With Faz still attached to your leg, you began to trudge away from the tiny sleazeball. The pitter patter of small feet behind you told you that he was following you closely. Suppressing a groan, you pushed on, not really sure where you were headed, and not really caring either.

"OK, OK," Frederick started, now that he had caught up to you. "I'm sorry for getting all up in your face. Happy now?"

You didn't respond.

Faz, however, did.

"She ain't interested in you, chump!" He snapped, his sharp teeth gnashing together.

"Oh yeah? She hasn't said a word to you! You're like a frickin' tumour attached to her leg, you expired ham slice!"

"She hasn't tried to get rid of me! She pushed you offa' her shoulder like a bird outta the nest!" Faz poked his tongue out. "Just give up already pal!"

Frederick's voice rose to a shout. "Well at least I got the hat!"

Faz's eyes widened. Apparently the hat was a big deal. Why, though, you didn't know, but you watched in confusion as Faz let go of your leg and stalked towards the taller Fredlet.

"Say that again you piece a' garbage!"

Frederick bent over to get right into his shorter brothers face. "The hat's just like my doll over there," He pointed a paw at you and you scoffed, "Mine."

It was Faz who threw the first punch, although it wasn't very intense. They were plushies so the whole 'fight' was just a serious of squeaky noises and cloth hitting cloth.

It was pretty amusing, so you hung around to watch the two tiny bears fight like children at a playground.

You were drawn away from the ridiculous scene however, when you felt a light pap on your lower leg.

It was Fred, holding his blanket close and rubbing his eyes. It was kind of adorable, actually. Very endearing!

"Sorry about them," He mumbled. He was a bit hard to hear – You had to strain your ears to listen.

You shot him a smile. "Don't worry about it. You don't have to apologise."

He smiled (lazily) back. "You are pretty though..." His voice was groggy but you knew it was sincere.

You laughed, picking him up and putting him on your shoulder. Fred snuggled into your neck and began dozing off again.

"And you're pretty cute." You whispered to him.

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"Wait – Where'd she go?"

Frederick stood up, Faz's teeth still sunken into his left leg. Stuffing fell out of a tear in his stomach, and his had was now battered and torn.

"Hmpf?" Faz's mumble of confusion sent vibrations through Frederick's leg.

"OK, first, get off me, you brute." After kicking his leg a few times, the younger Fredlet complied and released Frederick's leg from his iron grip. "And second, she's gone."

Faz stared in the spot where you used to be standing. "Great. This is all you're fault you know, ya' baffoon."

Frederick scoffed. "Hardly! You scared her off!"

"No I didn't!"

"Uh, yeah, you did!"

"Do you wanna go?!"

"Maybe I do!"

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The Fredlets based off of the chapter picture, made again by rumeroo!! I didn't know what to do with them until I found her picture but I'm glad I did because now theyre three of my fav fnaf characters!!

Sorry this is short and kinda sucks