Human!Fnaf x shy!reader

The Plan

Freddy Pov:

y/n hasn't come out of the cupboard she hid in after helping the nightguard escape. She has to eat something, but she will not come out. We leave food for her outside the cupboard and than walk away, to come back later and find it half eaten. Golden Freddy says he can sometimes hear crying coming from inside the cupboard in the office. Some of the toys and "out of order" animatronics will go and sit outside the cupboard, talking to her, but she never responds.

"Come on, come out..." I say gently to the closed door, only to get no response. Hesitently, I open the door to find her asleep. I pick her up and carry her to the couch backstage where she can rest on the couch.
Later, I come backstage to find her gone, and when I go to find her she is in the cupboard again.
It has been days now, the nightguard isn't dying. I do not think she has slept for fear of getting taken out again. She helps the nightguard by tapping once for left door, twice for right door, and three for my brother or the shadows. Eventually, he has catched onto the hints and has been surviving with no problem.
I fear to get her to emerge, we have to do the inevitable.

Mike POV:

It is my 10th night, and everything is going by smoothly as I listen to the knocks from the cupboard. I have never opened it up to see who, or what, is inside, but I feel it might be y/n, since I haven't seen her since the first day. Daydreaming, I slightly dose off, ignoring the constent tap.tap.tap....tap.tap.tap.... TAP.TAP.TAP...
Roughly, I am grabbed by two pale hands. Snapping out of it, I look up to see the shadows in human form, only fully solid. When they are anything but fully solid, they are a misty grey. They drag me out of the room without a sound and to the dining room. The hurried tapping grows fainter as we leave the safety of the office.
Looking up, I see every single animatronic, in human form (so they can communicate without malfunctioning).
"Okay, you win." I spit "Go ahead and stuff me in a suit."
"Not tonight" Marionette speaks first
"We...." Chichi twiddles her fingers
"Need your help." Bon finishes. I cough and nearly choke. MY help?! After they have countlessly tried to kill me?! Aww HEEElll no!
"Why would I help the very murderous animatronics who tried to kill me?!" I snap "And also did who knows what with y/n! Wasn't she your friends?!" they all visibly flinch at the mention of her name.
"That is what they need help with." Someone in the corner says. Out steps a tall male with dirty blonde, and slightly green, hair. He is covered in bandages and wears a long stained brown coat with red and blue suspenders. His green pants are ripped at the knees, exposing some wires. "If I were you guys, I would just force her out instead of enlisting the pathetic help of this guy" he says gesturing to me. I growl.
"We are not you, Springbonnie." Freddy growls to the male, Springbonnie.
"What about her?" I ask "What would you need MY help for?"
"You see, she has shut herself up in that cupboard ever since your first night." Freddy responds. So it WAS her helping me out. "We haven't been able to get her out. We saw small glimses of her when she runs out to use the bathroom, but nothing more. Her boss has been asking where she went, but we just say she is sick."
"So," I start "You want me to get her out."
"Basically."
"What if I say no?"
"We stuff you in a suit."
"...." "Alright fine."
Chica squeals and hugs Chichi.
"But I need your help." I respond.

Nobody Pov:

"Okay, so here is the plan" Mike says talking to all the animatronics. "Vix, hang from the ceiling of the right hall, out of sight. Chica and Chichi, make y/n's favorite meal. Marionette, we need some string... Fade and Blake, I need someone invisible, and everyone else, stay out of veiw untill she comes into the party room, than block all the exits."
Everybody looked confused, but nodded in agreement.

Time skip:
y/n's stomach growled loudly. She hasn't eaten much, and hasn't been given a meal in a while. Footsteps resonate outside the right door and the clatter of a plate is heard. Sniffing, she realises that it is (favorite meal). Waiting for the footsteps to go away, she peeks out ever so slightly to see (favorite meal) in front of her. As soon as she tries to get some, it jerks a little bit away. Confused, y/n tries again, venturing out of the cabinet a little more. The plate continues to move out of her range as she crouches low, like stalking a prey. Once in the middle of the party room, the plate stops moving, and y/n starts nibbling at the food. Picking up the plate, she gets up to go back to the office, but all the animatronics are blocking the paths. In a circle, they move closer to her. y/n whimpers slightly