Forgotten, but Saved / 39 X Reader (Contains lemons) (COMPLETED)

Night 1: Meeting 39

Your (Y/N). The animatronic named 39 had killed your son. You had been divorced for 3 years now. You decide to waste your time, and go to the place where he lives. You enter the abandoned place, and you go to all the room in the building. "He must be hiding somewhere..." You think to yourself. You go into the one room with a chair, some sort of camera system, and a little fan. You sit down, and look at camera's. The camera's didn't work. They were all... static-y. You tried to get out of the chair, but you were paralyzed! You couldn't get out! You then heard a voice outside the left door. "Well, i... honestly didn't think you would turn up... Alright, welcome to the advert studio. I'll be moving around, and doing my own thing, and i'll check in on ya at some points. Well, have a good night... I'm coming for ya..." The Australian voice said. You assumed it was 39, and went on with the night. At least an hour later, nothing had happened. 39 hadn't entered your room, and barely anything else was going on. Suddenly, you heard tapping. They sounded like something was typing on a keyboard. You turned on the camera, and switched to the power room. 39 was typing on a computer. This was draining your battery!!! You didn't know how to stop him. You saw a button to the side that said "Spook Button". You pressed it, and you heard a noise, that made 39 jump from the computer, and run out of the power room, screaming. You giggled a little. You tried to keep track of where 39 was, until the camera's were going back to their static-y state. A little while later, you heard large footsteps coming your way from the right doorway. You turned on the light. "Ha!" You heard 39 scream, making you fall backwards in your chair. "Fucking hell..." You mumbled to yourself. You got up, and saw 39 laughing at you in your office. You got up, and quickly pressed his nose. He quickly reacted, and held his nose. Tears started to form in his eyes. "What the fuck was that for?!" He asked, his voice slightly cracking. "Wait, that really hurt you? I'm sorry! It's just what the manager of the building told me to do in case you got into the office..." You said. He rubbed it to try and make the pain go away. He then walked out of the office. "Well, that was awkward... and weird..." You told yourself. "Damn, lady. Now i know not to get on your bad side." A high pitched Australian voice said. You looked around, but didn't see anyone. You knew this wasn't 39. "Down here..." The voice sighed. You looked down at the floor. You saw a cute little version of 39. "Aww! Your so adorable!" You said, picking up the little plush. "Ahh!!! Put me down!" He yelled. "It's alright! I just want to look at you." You told the plush. He clearly didn't like this, but he went on with it. "You are so cute!!" You said, rubbing his belly with your thumbs. "Hey! What are you...?" He said as you interrupted him by tickling him with your thumbs. He giggled. "Stop! Quit it!" He begged as he laughed harder and harder. Suddenly, you heard a bang from the other room. You stopped tickling plush 39 "FUCK! SHIT! FUCK! FUCK!" You heard 39 yell. "Well, fuck. He must have tripped over something again." Plush 39 said, jumping out of your grasp. He walked out of the office. You heard 39 groan. More hours passed, and it was almost time for you to go. "Only 5 more minutes... better start getting ready." You told yourself. You grabbed your coat, and walked out of the office. "I might as well look around this place." You thought. You went down the east hallway into the dining area. You decided to go say goodbye to the two, so you went to look for them. "39!!" You yelled out. "Yea?" He asked, walking out of the power room. "I just wanted to say goodbye. To you, and the plush. I'll probably see you tomorrow." You told him. The lights then blacked out. "Don't worry. It does that when it turns 6 am. Or when it's out of power. Whichever comes first." 39 said. "Okay. Take care!" You said. You walked out the door, and walked home. "Hm. He's actually pretty nice. Even if he did kill my son. I wonder why he did it. And if plush had anything to do with it." You thought. You sighed. "I'll think about this tomorrow. I've had enough excitement for one day." You told yourself.