FNAF Security Guards (One-Shots)

Cry Baby! (Child Jeremy X Child Reader)

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A/N: Sorry it took a while, I had writers block (*cries in corner*) But other than that, thank you so much for the support! I'm glad that you guys enjoy this book and I love to read and reply to your comments!

Anyways, video on top is by Melanie Martinez (to see it, you have to swipe left) and the song is also by her. Enjoy~ <3 (I recommend that while reading the singing part of the chapter, you play the video on top)

(Grammar mistakes/any other mistakes are corrected and edited by LOLSomeoneActually)

(Photo cover for this chapter is created by me)
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FOUR MORE DAYS UNTIL THE PARTY...

Fighting evil by moonlight
Winning love by daylight
Never running from a real fight
She is the one named Sailor Moon
She will...never turn her back on a friend
She is... always there to defend
She is...the one on whom we can depend
She is the one named Sailor

"Jeremy sweetie, it's time to eat~!" Mrs. Fitzgerald chirped to her son.

"O-okay mom, I'll b-be there.." Jermey replied, singing the theme song as he threw his empty pudding cup away.

Sailor Venus
Sailor Mercury
Sailor Mars
Sailor Jupiter
With secret powers
All so new to her
She is the one named Sailor Moon
Fighting evil by moonlight
Winning love by daylight
With her Sailor Scouts to help fight
She is the one named Sailor Moon
She is the one named Sailor Moon
She is the one . . . Sailor Moon

Jeremy sighed, oh how he loved that show! He'd always sing the theme song, no matter what, well maybe not exactly, there was only one thing that would stop him from watching that show...

"Jeremy! I said to turn down the f*cking volume! And stop watching that gay a$$ show! It's only for those little girls!" Mr. Fitzgerald roared.

"S-sorry" Jeremy apologized, he was so scared of him, his father...

"Don't talk to our son like that, remember what we talked about?" Mrs. Fitzgerald asked, calmly.

"Shut the f*ck up woman and make my meal, that's what all females have to do." Mr. Fitzgerald responded angry, smacking Mrs. Fitzgerald's a$$.

Mrs. Fitzgerald yelped, and smacked his hand away.

"D-don't touch her!" Jeremy defended, getting in front of his mom. His face turning into an explanation mark.

"Heh, look, it talks, our little gay accident can talk! I always thought that all you did was cry and watch that $hitty show of yours!" Mr. Fitzgerald chuckled.

Jeremy's eyes started to fill with tears, he sniffed and tried to blink them away. His expressions now back into a question mark.

"T-that's n-not t-true..." Jeremy responded, a tear escaping his soft cheeks.

"Ha! Cry, cry you little pu$$y, CRY!" Mr. Fitzgerald roared in laughter.