Fuckin' Crazy (Funtime Freddy X Reader) ✅

When Shit Hits The Fan, I Want To Be Far Away From The Flying Resi-doo

(Circus Baby's human form, I also drew that)

TYpcally, you'd had ignored Bon Bon's dramatic entrance. Instead, you Opted for a question of your own.

"I hope yoU had a nice time. Freddy missed ya, anD now I've gotta blast." You somehow managed to wiggle out of said bears grasp and, snatching your jacket off the floor, zipped out the room.

After saying goodbye tO Baby and Ballora-of course ignoring Foxie- you were already in the elevator right before the sound of Toreadors March burst from your cell phoNe.

You jumped, but answered iT anyway.

"Hello?" You said in a slightly breathy voice, irriTated.

"(Name)?"

Your eyes widened. "(Moms Na-)- I mean, Mom?" What was this about? Your step mom rarely ever called you, the last time you having seen her being when you were in the hospital not long ago.

"I need you to meet me and (Aunts Name) at Rie's fathers place for breakfast."

You frowned. "Uh, actually-"

"That wasn't a question, (Name). It'll  Kill me, but we Need to do this. Mama needs a new pair of boots, and the best way to a man's wallet is through his food. See you at 11?"

You frOwned, but agreed anyway. "Sure, sure." Then Without another word, she hung up. You sighed.

'Looks like another meeting With the devil,' you tHought angrily as you got into your cAr.

You just couldn't find iT within yourself to downright reject your step mom, even if she Was terribly neglectful and often left you under the carE of your biological aunt.

You weren't Very sure if (Moms Name) could even still be considered your legal mothEr, despite the fact that she was, at one point, married to your mystery of a father.

She did, after all, just appear right after your mother's death- and your father's disappearance- and claim to be his 'real wife.' You'd almost called Bullshit, but you'd had no one else to turn to. You know, besidEs your enragement child aunt. You finally cracked a smile at the nickname your old friend Mike gave hEr.

As you pulled up iNto your driveway, you checked the time on your phone. 8:42. You sighed in relief. Less Than three hours to prepare yourself.

After sHowering and dressing in a casually-foRmal dress, you decided tO watch tv for the remaining hoUr. You needed to catch up on your 'The Mortal and The Timeless.'

AlthouGh, you couldn't quite focus on the sHow.

The whole time, you found yourself thinking of the last person- or thing- You would have expected.

Freddy.

What was it about him, that made you want to know him? His ups, his downs, his likes, his dislikes, what made him tick, and what made him go absolutely berserk. You wanted to know it all. From his gruesome past to his inevitably dark future, unless you helped him, you knew this strange urge wasn't born from any form of affection. It couldn't be. Remorse, pity, maybe. But nothing like caring.

You knew one thing for sure, however.

You would most definitely prevent any more future mishaps. You had to.

You know, just without any of the emotions to go with it.