Human!FNAF And Night Guards X Reader - Taking Requests

Stripper!Foxy X Reader- Unexpected Friend

Don't ask.

You had no idea how you got here. Well, yes you did. Your friends dragged you to a strip club because they said that you need a 'fun' night. A good book and music is lots of fun, thank you very much.

Anyways, your friends insisted that you sit in the from row at Fazfuck's Strip Club: Pirate Cove. The other sections were Let's Party, Classic Bunny, and the Main Stage. Let's Party and Classic Bunny were for parties and stuff. Main Stage and Pirate Cove were for anyone. 

The current dancer was a young man of about 21 named Captain Foxy. He was wearing a pirate cape, brown shorts that are ripped on the bottom, and fox ears. Apparently, the other dancer who was on break is a girl about 19 who has pink and white hair named Foxa. 

Your friends were cheering and throwing money at Foxy, while you were furiously blushing and trying to look anywhere but at half naked people. You heard your name mentioned, and looked over. One of your friends had caught Foxy's attention and was telling him something and pointing towards you. After a moment, Foxy looked over, smirked, then nodded towards your friend. 

"Alright folks, Captain Foxy well pick a lucky person who will have a free 10 minute session with him! Who could it be?~" a voice on the Pirate Cove intercom called. Most of the room cheered for Foxy, who paced the aisles for a moment, gaze sweeping over the crowd of mostly females with one or two males. Swiftly, he turned towards you, took your hand, and kissed it. "Well, lassie, ye seem ta be the chosen one~" he told you. Your breath hitched and you looked away nervously. On the inside though, you were curious how this would turn out. Also furious at your friends. 

The crowd sounded sad, except your friends, who were laughing their asses off. You frowned at them, before Foxy pulled you to a private room. The room was light purple with red and white stars. There was a padded bench at one end of it. Foxy closed the door, then guided you to the seat. He pulled out a watch and did something with it. "Our ten minutes start... Now." He set the watch down next to you. 

"So, lassie, yer name is YN?" You nodded. "Yer friends told me ye don't want ta be here. Is that true?"  You hesitated, then said, "Y-yeah. I never liked clubs or anything..." He chuckled at you, then broke character. "Well, YN, I don't have to strip for you if you just want to talk or something." You looked up at him with a relieved smile. "Yes, please. I'd probably, I dunno, die if you did anything." "I used to be like that," he told you as he sat next to you.

"Really?" "Yep. I used to be incredibly shy, but then one day, I was like, 'Fuck it. I have a great body. Might as well do something with it.' And here I am," he concluded. You let out a small laugh. "I don't think I want to be a stripper. I want to be a (career)."

"Well, I'm sure stripping isn't a thing for everyone." Suddenly, the timer went off. "Aww, already? How about we trade phone numbers and we can talk some more?" Foxy suggested. You smiled and nodded, then gave him your number. 

The two of you walked out and saw your friends waiting near the entrance. You turned to Foxy and curtsied to him. He bowed, waved, then went off to the stage. You friends were swarming you with questions like "How'd it go??" and "Wasn't it fun?" but they met deaf ears. What an unexpected friend...

I don't know where I was aiming with this.