They Are My Friends; FNAF✔

Chapter 35. Worries

Your POV

I sigh deep. "No, Springtrap. I'll remember the rules." He smirks. "Good girl~" I roll my eyes and he continues to hug my waist. "But I want you to know that you're going to make it very hard for me!!" I snap. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I just don't want you to hang around with Freddy and do sweet things with him." "But who says I like him!? He's just a friend, that's all!!!" I say. "(Y/n), I'm not going to say it again." Springtrap grits his teeth. Suddenly there are footsteps coming to my door. "We'll talk about this later." Springtrap whispers. He gives me a quick kiss on my cheek and with that he teleports away. I sigh deep and lay down on my bed, hugging my pillow. The door opens and someone walks in. "Hey.." I look up. "Hey, Freddy." He sits down on the bed and I sit up. "How are you feeling?" he asks. This is why I like Freddy so much. He's so caring and sweet. "I'm fine, please, don't worry about me. It's just a little weird what happened today...." I explain. He nods. "Yeah, I can understand that." He places his hand on my cheek to, I assume, look at my scar, and I flinch at his sudden touch. "S-sorry....I sometimes...." I can't find the right words and I just shut my mouth. I look down at the ground in embarrassment. "It's because of your parents, huh?" Freddy says. I nod and he suddenly lifts up my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Don't be embarrassed about that, (y/n). You can't help it." I smile at his words. "Thank you." Freddy smiles back and pets my hair. "No problem, sweet. Anytime. I'll go now, you need to rest." "Wait, can I walk with you to the kitchen? I want some water..." "Sure." he responds. We both stand up and exit my room. I see Goldie sitting in the office, and yet again he looks really sad. I look at Freddy and he looks back at me. I nod my head to Goldie, asking if we should go to him. He nods and we both enter the office. "Goldie?" I ask. He looks up and smiles. "Heeyy." "Are you okay?" Freddy asks. Goldie shakes his head. "I'm not going to lie to you guys. I'm not okay." he answers. I sit down on the desk, Freddy does the same. We sit next to each other and look at Goldie. "Do you want to tell us why?" I ask. Goldie sighs and nods. He stands up and closes both doors. It must be something very serious if he closes both doors. He sits down on the chair again and he clears his throat. "Sam told me on our way to the pizzeria that she knew the victim of....'the bite'. It was her little nephew....so that means that...I...killed..." Oh my god. "Oohh, Goldie..." I say. He looks down and I quickly look at Freddy. He shrugs, he doesn't know what to do as well. "...is that also why you're still human now? Are you afraid that Sam will recognize you?" I ask. Goldie looks up at me. "Well...my animatronic form did change from 'the bite' to now. Also, she said that she wasn't at the pizzeria when....it happened. So she has not seen me. But still....you'll never know...maybe she has seen....pictures...I have no idea." Goldie says. "I understand." Freddy and I say at the same time. We look at each other and chuckle, Goldie does as well.
We talk about things, just so that Goldie doesn't think about killing Sam's nephew.
After 10 minutes Freddy clears his throat. "(Y/n), why don't you go to the kitchen, I'll see you later in your room." he says. I nod. "Okay." I stand up and open the door. I walk down the hallway and again hear that chuckle. Then it hits me like a bullet.
It's Springtrap.
I groan and just ignore it. That animatronic, and I think it's also pretty accurate to say boy, is getting a lot on my nerves. I walk into the party room and see Sam talking to Toy Chica, Mangle and Chica. I enter the kitchen and have the urge to grab my favorite drink since no one can stop me right now, but I'll just play fair. I grab a glass and fill it with nice, cold water. I exit the kitchen and almost bump into Toy Freddy. "Oops, I'm sorry, dear!" he says. "No problem!" I smile. He enters the kitchen and I suddenly hear a sound. I look over at the front doors and see a figure standing outside the doors. I get a panic attack and I don't move an inch. Oh god....it's Scott....Scott...the animatronics are moving around!! The front doors open and I see...Mike!!
I sigh in relief and Mike closes the door behind him. He sighs in relief as well when he sees me. "(Y/n)!!" he says and runs over to me. He hugs me real tight and I almost drop my glass. "Wooww, what's up, Mike?" I ask. He puts me down on my feet again and he looks at me. "What's up with me? What's up with you!? Scott asked me if I could go to the pizzeria to see if you were there. He called you a couple of times, but you didn't answer. He knew you were at a friend's house, he just wanted to know if everything was okay. But he became really worried when it was hours later and you still didn't send him any messages. I was worried sick, (y/n)!" Mike explains. "Oh god...I totally forgot to send a text to him that I was already at the pizzeria again......I'm such a dumbass." "And what happened to your face, arms and legs?" he asks. "I'll explain it you." I answer.

Freddy's POV

"....so I was wondering if you knew what's up with her?" I ask. "Well, Freddy. To be honest, I noticed she has been acting weird as well. She was really quiet on our way to the pizzeria. But you know, it can also just be the shock from everything." Goldie says. I nod. "Yes, you could be right." "Well then...let's just wait till tomorrow." Goldie says. "Yeah. Also, was (y/n) really unstoppable with that lady?" I ask. "Yes. I'm really worried about her sometimes. I'm afraid that she's going to bring herself into big problems. The same I have with you sometimes." Goldie says. I chuckle. "No, I'm serious. You and (y/n) have a lot in common. You both don't exactly know when to quit. And hell if someone says something bad about you, you two strike back with cusswords, kicks......you guys are just two wild animals that you have to pull back at some times." I laugh so hard and Goldie chuckles. "Thanks for that wonderful description about mine and (y/n)'s behavior." Goldie rolls his eyes and I stand up. "Well, shall we go to the party room right now?" He nods. "Sure thing!"

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