Funtimes Never Die: F.Freddy x Reader #1

Ten: Boys

The pizzeria had finally closed. You had made a new friend that day; Rachel was pretty cool, you came to find. She was just a year older than you, too. You and her talked about many things, most importantly the waitress offer. You had thought about it since you two got done with the conversation, and after Rachel left her shift. You would at least get a decent pay raise. You would have to ask of course, but maybe later.

You walked over to Afton as he shut his office door. He looked up and waved. You stopped and smiled, "I'll stay here, sir. I brought my stuff in case I stayed the whole day."

Mr. Afton raised an eyebrow. "You sure?"

You nodded.

"Well, suit your self. If you need anything, call," he smiled, heading to the front doors. You looked back, knowing the animatronics were already down beneath the pizzeria. You turned and saw Afton gone. Wow, someone's in a rush. You shrugged and started to the elevator. You pushed through the second set of doubled doors to the main stage room and turned to the elevator doors. You scanned your ID and the doors slid open with a hiss. You stepped inside and clicked the button to take you down. The doors closed with another loud hiss and you descended underground.

As the elevator stopped, the doors slid open once again and you stepped out. As you entered the control module, you began to repeat the Hand-Unit's instructions in your head for the fun of it. "Hah...controlled shocks, not anymore," you muttered under your breath with a smirk. You walked over to the Ballora Gallery vent, watching it slide open acceptingly. You took off your drawstring bag and flung it through the vent, hearing a scream from the other side. You snickered and couldn't help but laugh as you crawled through the vent. You climbed out to see Foxy tapping his foot and flicking his tail. He looked embarrassed and mad. Was that him that got scared of my bag? If that's the case: holy shit that's hilarious. You gave an innocent smile and looked at the animatronics as they turned to see you.

You tried not to laugh at the fact Foxy got scared of a little bag, but you couldn't help let loose a chuckle or two. You weren't alone when you noticed Ballora holding her mouth gracefully and Baby smirking. Finally, when it seemed silent, you broke it with a soft, "Didn't know Foxy was scared of drawstring bags."

Everyone burst with laughter once more as you did. You doubled over, holding your stomach as you listened to Foxy snap, "No I am not! It came out of no where! How would you like it if something was just thrown at you!"

You wiped away a fake tear and sighed. "For one, it wasn't intentional. Two, I wouldn't jump from a bag like that." You shrugged and waved your hand, grabbing everyone's attention and hushing them. "Alright, let's leave the poor baby alone, since he's still afraid," you said, but yelped when you noticed Foxy running at you full speed. You scrambled away, almost slipping as you ran in circles from the fox. "Help! Help, help, help!" You wailed and ran to Freddy. He squeaked in surprise, and his cheeks turned a slight pink when you opened his chest cavity to reveal the tank inside. You quickly climbed in and shut his chest plates. "Hah! Take that, Foxy!" You taunted.

Foxy growled and approached Freddy, who backed up. "Imma teach that little--"

"Language~!" Bon-Bon sang and giggled.

Foxy eyed him and huffed, before being lifted off the ground by Baby and set on the opposite side of her.

Freddy sighed in relief.

Baby glared at him and Foxy rolled his eyes, folding his arms as he stood, tapping his foot in irritation. Ballora approached Freddy and smiled.

"Dear, you can come out now. Foxy's done having his tantrum," she spoke softly, glaring at Foxy who turned his back to her. She smiled when she saw Freddy's chest cavity open again.