My Heart has no Strings attached (Marionette X reader) DISCONTINUED

8. Friend or foe?

  "You did what?!-*cough cough*" you winced pulling your ear away from the phone's receiver and scrunching your face in disgust at the sound of Fritz's scratchy voice, to be honest you weren't too sure what you would expect when you gave Fritz a call the next day and told him that you had taken up his duties as nightwatch for the time being.

Then again you didn't expect that taking on the nightwatch position would be a literal death wish either, did this mean that Fritz was also left ignorant until his very first shift?

"I took up your job as the nightwatch, I though maybe since you helped me get a job I would do you a solid and help out. I didn't realize that I would end up spending the night fending off kid-friendly animatronics turned killer robots ok?" you replied mindlessly kicking your bandaged legs off the side of your bed.

"No! this not ok! this-*coughing fit* nothing about this will ever be ok! Those robots get more and more aggressive as the week passes, you are temping death (Y,n) you may have lived last night but tonight chances are good-*Cough, hack!*-you will be found dead by morning!" you could only sigh as Fritz admonished you over the phone in a sickly croak of a voice that was getting increasingly difficult to listen to and you could only imagine how miserably sick he must be, leaving you with the guilt of waking him up disturbing his time to rest and recover only to worry him to death.

"I know Fritz! I know.. I can't even begin to describe the fear I felt last night. I am going to talk to the boss today and hopefully I can work something out." you left out the part where you were nearly killed by the Puppet last night so that you couldn't further burn out Fritz's voice anymore than it already was

"Yhea..good luck with that-*sniffle* even the most seasoned of employees tend to refuse that job it would take a miracle to get anyone else to do it. why do think they hire complete outsiders?"

you bit your lip "o-ok Fritz.. I am sorry for bothering you this early in the morning I just needed someone to talk to is all.. I really hope you feel better soon, if there's anything I can do to help you just give me a call K?.."

"*Cough cough!* not a problem (Y/n).. just promise me that you will give me a call so I know you are still alive and kicking.."

"Will do Fritz. see ya later.." *Click*

Placing the phone back on the receiver you let out a loud stressed out sigh slumping your shoulders and cupping your face with both hands, 'Stupid robots, stupid restaurant, stupid me!' you mentally huffed, it has never really occurred to you that the conditions on your first job in your childhood haven would literally escalate to "Death trap" in just as little as two days.  Lifting your face back up you went to the bathroom and locked the door behind you, you opened the cabinet and fished out the alcohol and gauze, you cut open your old stained bandages to find that your cuts and scratches were a very light pink and have shrunk in size, definitely better looking than yesterday I just hope they don't scar.., you smiled a bit and cleaned up your cuts again and wrapped them up in fresh bandages.

Grabbing your car keys and something quick to eat for Lunch you got into your car and drove straight to the Pizzeria.

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Even with the intention of going straight to Mr. Berenguier's office as soon as you walked in you ended up eyeing a uncomfortable looking Scott just off to the side in the main dining hall shuffling his feet in a anxious manner, it wasn't until he looked up and saw you walking in did his own mood brighten tenfold and came rushing over to you "(Y/n)!" he called out you waved to him "oh hey Scott whats-" the one-armed man somehow managed to squish you in a hug "Oh thank goodness your still alive! I came in this morning to set up shop for the day and I found the chair on it's side, the tablet on the floor slightly cracked, and a bit of blood on the floor and..and I feared the worst!" you returned the hug patting Scott on the back in a reassuring manner "I-I Know Scott I was really scared too..I barely got away with my life.. I got attacked by the Puppet.." Scott's eyes widened "you forgot the music box.." you nodded sadly "b-but how? nobody usually survives an attack from the animatronics"