Certain words, certain someone. These words from her were a lull for him. He wanted her to be his and his only.
(y/n) = your name :3
A young girl hummed softly to herself, trying to calm each nerve that were standing on the edge.
(Y/n) recently got a new job at Freddy Fazbears pizzeria as night-watch. It wasn't the best of jobs, nor was having to watch animatronics maneuvering around the building.
But her humming caught the ears of a certain Marionette; Her humming was even more soothing than his music box. He would do anything to keep listening to her humming and (Y/n) herself... He'd even kill so no one would get her.
(Y/n) stopped humming and sighed softly. She looked over at the camera and toggled over to the prize corner where she saw the music box. It was open, but there was no puppet. "What the-" (Y/n) spoke; confused by the fact that the music box didn't need winding up.
(Y/n) then heard a clank in the hallway, causing her head to shoot up from the tablet and flicker the light on. She shrieked when she realized that it was the Marionette, but as a human...? This just confused her greatly.
"Hello, Dear~," The Marionette spoke. (Y/n) didn't say anything other than stare at the man standing in the hallway. "How a-are you human?" you questioned, cocking your head slightly to the side. "No time for questions my Dear~" Marionette cooed, now walking towards the office.
"My Dear, I only want to hear you hum again. It's such a soothing sound." (Y/n) stared blankly at the man who is now in the office. He had purple-blackish hair that draped over his pale skin. He obtained white, piercing, emotionless eyes. And a certain smile (that i was too lazy to give a description of XD) He also wore black and white clothing.
(Y/n) started sinking slowly into her seat - was this the end? Was he teasing before killing her? What did he mean by he wants to hear her hum again? A droplet of sweat seeped out of her skin as she watched the man carefully, she soon jumped slightly when she heard his raspy voice again "My Dear, (Y/n). I won't hurt you, I have no intentions of doing so. Please, I only want to hear you hum again or even sing~"
"H-how do you know my n-name?" (Y/n) asked, trying to calm herself. Her palms felt sweaty and each hair was standing on the back of her neck. "I know many things. But I'd like to compliment your name. It's beautiful, just like the girl who owns the name~" (Y/n)'s face tinted a light shade of pink from the compliment but tried to keep composure. Marionette noticed this and smirked "So, my Dear. Do you mind humming again or singing?" (Y/n) looked up and made eye contact with the freakishly tall male. And for some reason, she calmed down a little bit.
"I-I guess.... I c-c-could..." (Y/n) spoke. Confused that she would even do such thing for a killing machine. But if it kept him at bay. She might as well try.
~Time skips. IM JUST LAZY :D~!
After that, she actually enjoyed singing for someone. It wasn't a normal thing for her to do. But when she looked over to the Marionette, she saw that he had slowly fallen asleep. But her amazing singing had also caught the ears of the other animatronics.
As (Y/n) seemed to enjoy herself; she didn't keep an eye on the time. And it was nearly 6AM. She looked at the Marionette who seemed to have dozed off on the office desk. She smiled slightly and heard the 6AM bell chime. The Marionette opened one eye and peered his eye over to her and his face had saddened. "You'll be back tomorrow night, right?" The Marionette asked. (Y/n) nodded "Promise, Dear?" "I promise, besides. I have too. It's my job after all!" The Marionette chuckled slightly, which had sent shivers down (Y/n)'s spine causing her to shiver slightly. It wasn't a normal laugh... It sounded more maniac like. "W-well... I'll cya tomorrow..." (Y/n) spoke, pacing to the exit.
~SCREW IT. SKIPZ TWO WEEKS~
After a couple weeks passing working at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria. It wasn't as bad as (Y/n) expected. She had somehow gained friendships with the animatronics. Which had made a certain Marionette jealous.
Throughout the two weeks, (Y/n) spent most of her time with Marionette. Who was there to cheer her up. Which he has succeeded every day. (Y/n) was thinking of ways to confess such feelings for someone who could've killed her the first night. The Marionette felt the same, but he didn't want anyone interfering with anything. So he came up with a plan.
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(Y/n) approached the large building and jingled the keys in her pocket to find the right key. Once she did, she approached the large entrance doors and opened them carefully. Once inside- what she saw upon her was something that could scar anyone for life.
She saw a large pile of crimson liquid that drowned across the floors tiles and shrieked, emitting a loud squeak that echoed throughout the hallway. There were bloody footprints that trailed into the parts and service room. (Y/n) had seen enough horror movies not to even be curious to follow. But she had a bit of curiosity. Even though she shouldn't, she carefully tried to abide the blood pile and cautiously made her way to the parts and service room. Only to be stopped by a robotic voice above her. "D-D-Don-n't g-g-go in t-ther-re!" [don't go in there!] The voice sounded much like Mangle, whom (Y/n) had a good friendship with (Dont ask) "M-Mangle?" (Y/n) asked with a low tone of voice and looked up to see a bloody, yet terrified Mangle. For an animatronic. She/he sure could show expressions unknowingly how that was possible. "W-what's going on?" (Y/n) asked, "T-The M-Ma-r-rionette.. H-he did t-thi-is--" [the marionetee.. He did this--]
" J-just don't o-op-pen that d-door...!" [Just don't open that door...!] Mangle said, she/he seemed to be forcefully speaking. "Y-you h-ha-v-ve to leave! [you have to leave!] "W-what about the others?" (Y/n) stammered. "T-they're g-go-one..." [they're gone...] Mangle spoke before falling from the ceiling. "M-mangle?!" "LEAVE w-wh-i-ile you c-a-an" [LEAVE while you can] "W-what about you and the others..?" "We're free now..."
Tears threatened to escape (Y/n)'s eyes. The reason why she would cry over an animatronic was because she was never the best at gaining or keep friends. So having anything or anyone was good enough...
(Y/n) kneeled down to Mangle's level before carefully shutting her/his eyes shut. "Goodnight, Mangle..." (Y/n) said, standing up and then fell back down with a squeak that escaped (Y/n)'s lips as the Marionette appeared in front of her.
"Hello, Dear~!" Marionette cooed "W-why... Why would you even do this?!" (Y/n) spoke venom lacing within her tone. "I only did it for you, my love~" (Y/n)'s eyes stung with tears escaping slowly "B-but.. It never m-meant for you to hurt others... Although you do... But-" (Y/n)'s eyes soon widened as someone had crashed their lips into hers. The Marionette was kissing her; (Y/n) didn't know what to do. She was confused. Someone she loved had hurt the ones close to her. But she decided to kiss back when she felt something sharp dig into her back. Not deep enough to cause blood to trickle out. The kiss felt intoxicating oddly enough... Yet, too (Y/n) it felt good when it shouldn't have. The Marionette pulled away, leaving a string that hung from both lips. "W-why..." (Y/n) muttered silently.
"I did it for you~"
