I think I have enough books... Anyways! This is your everyday Fnaf X Reader book. Nothing special here. If you have a request, either message me or comment. X readers ONLY. This will contain Chica and the girls, so if you don't like it, shush and go...
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Welcome to my world that's painted with sadness
There's no light of sun, there you can't hear any sound at all
Here I'm waiting silently for you, father
Why you were so cruel to leave poor Mari alone?
You couldn't move. It was dark, and there was a creepy song playing. You looked at yourself. You were wearing what appeared to be your costume for your performance the next day. You were the main character, a puppet. The story seemed to be a twist on Pinnochio.
Please take me away, I desperately promise to be a good girl, to be worthy of your love
I don't need the paint books, the dolls and the dresses,
Just tell me, why you've left your pictures and gone?
"I didn't leave you, YN," said a slightly familiar voice. Looking up, you saw your partner for the show, Mari. He was in his costume, purple tears and all. In the play, he was your creator, the puppeteer.
Who are you, stranger with a red rose in your hand
I liked you from the first sight, I wanna be your friend, Let's play
I've never asked for this place that's called my home,
But hope, you will be staying with me until the end
He pulled a red rose out. "Please, don't be scared, YN. This is but a dream. I shall see you tomorrow, love."
Please, don't be scared of me I'm a good girl
I just want to be with you to forget my sorrow
I'm tired of being the puppet of this world
Oh, tell me, why do you want to go with them?
You woke up with a start. Looking at your clock, it's 8:02 AM. Perfect timing. As you stand up, you notice a red rose on your night stand. Where'd that come from...? With a shiver, you try to dismiss it and continue with your morning.
Is he your true knight in the shining armor?
Who'll sacrifice himself just for your sake with no fear But then
Why he resembles the one, who created
This gallery and pretty picture, that gave me birth?
You arrived at the stage. You were one of the first performers. You set your bag of snacks, a book, water, shoes, and makeup on the floor next to the smaller mirror in your room. All the soloists got rooms. Turning to the full length mirror, you smoothed your costume out. You then sat in front of the smaller mirror and put your makeup on, hair up, and black pointe shoes on. (White powder, circles of red blush, purple eye shadow, red lipstick, hair in a bun with a black and white checkered bow)
MY TEARS ARE FALLING, WHY IS IT SO PAINFUL?
I DID NOTHING WRONG, SO WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH?
THIS BURNING CANVAS BECAME YOUR CRUEL ANSWER
AND NOW FLAMES UNSPARINGLY KISS ME GOODNIGHT.
It was the end of the play. At the end, the puppet and puppeteer burn to death. Quite violent, yes? You didn't mention the odd dream to Mari, yet it still unnerved you. As you two dance your duet, Mari picks you up and pirouettes. It's almost the end. The two of you fall, you landing on top. No matter how many times you practiced, you still blushed. The music end. The curtains close. The audience claps.
Admittedly, you had a crush on Mari. His raven hair. His dark eyes. He's charming, gentle man like, funny, and clever. You stayed on top of him a little too long. Mari smirked up at you. "As much as I enjoy this position, we should probably get up for bows." Blushing, you stutter an apology and stand up. As soon as he stands next to you, the curtains slide open.
The two of you curtsy and bow, then run to opposite sides of the stage as the other dancers and soloists curtsy and bow. After everything, you return to your room.
As you take your hair down and your shoes off, there is a knock on the door. "Who is it?" you call. "It's me, Mari," he answers. You open the door, and Mari strides in then closes the door. You stand about a yard away from him, looking away and blushing furiously. Luckily, your makeup covers it. "U-um, you did good out there," you stutter. "As did you, YN. I must ask you, why did you stay there for so long at the end?" he inquires. You cough lightly, then shrug. He chuckles. "YN, I may have an idea why." He steps towards you and lifts your chin. You meet gazes, black eyes with (EC).
"Was it because you like me, YN?" Your breath hitches and your eyes widen. He smirks. "Knew it. As do I, love. Would you consider being my lover, YN?" You nod yes.
His lips brushes yours as his eyes fill with lust, then kindness. "I do love you." Both of your eyes close. He kisses you. His lips are soft and warm. All too soon, it's over. You look into eachother's eyes again. "I-I love you too, Mari."
Welcome to her world that's lying in ashes...
There's a sea of fire, There is no way to run at all...
She only wanted to be with her father...
But little Mari is melting in her abyss alone...
THE SONG IS SO SAD AHHHH
The beginning is good though. And I made up the play.
