Tiny is Cute (Fnaf X Child! Reader)

Bullyies

~Your Pov~

You woke up to the smell of pizza and the screams and laughing of children. 'How long was I asleep?!' you wondered. You walked around the backstage for a little while and looked for something to do. Anything, you wouldn't care. You soon gave up and trying to find something to do, and sat down in a corner....soon you heard heavy and I mean HEAVY footsteps. It sounded like an elephant. They stopped right in front of you. Who was it you may ask? Why aren't you scared? Well that was easy, it the one and only, Freddy Fuckbear! I mean Fazbear. "Hi mister Fuckbear!" you said in a very cheery voice. Freddy's eyes widen at the nickname, you shouldn't be saying bad words at that age!

"(Name), where did you hear that name?" He sounded a bit angry, yet worried. You tilted your head to the side in a questioning way and said, "Mr. Bonnie said it." Of course. Why wouldn't it be Bonnie? Bonnie is always the one to talk back to Freddy, sometimes Foxy and Chica, but it's always Bonnie the fucking Bunny. He just nodded and walked away. Probably to play with the kids and help Chica. You were left alone again, and you were so friggin bored. What is there to do backstage? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. You did what any kid that was bored would do, and walked to the stairs to get out of being backstage. "I doubt Mr. Freddy would mind.." you whispered to yourself.

You were a little worried about being out, would they get mad at you? Would they throw you out? Yell at you? You hoped not. After a bit of arguing with yourself, you decided to go. You silently made your way off the stage and into the dining room.....there were a lot of kids running, screaming, playing and some even crying. You felt a little self conscious about being by so many kids and adults. You kept your head down and walked around, hoping you didn't run into any kids from your school......

~Flashback~

You were with your parents, in a car, driving to school. You were never safe there, not even for a second. Bullies, that's what they are. Did the teachers care? Nope. All they did was tell you to ignore them, well that was kind of hard since they would beat you almost every day. It was NOT fun for you, maybe for them, but not for you. Why did they even do it? What did you do to make them hate you? What did you do wrong? Nothing. That was what you did. You didn't know if it was because you were a bit shorter than the rest (Sorry if you're tall ;~;) or if your smarter than them. Maybe it was even both.

As soon as you got out of the car, you ran inside, only to be hit with many, many comments. "Ugh freak" "Why is she here?" "I wish she wasn't" "Geez, do you see how ugly she is?" "No wonder her parents hate her" You would be lying if you said those comments didn't hurt. You kept your head down and went to your classroom. Mrs. Butch was your teacher. You hated her so much, she would see you getting bullied, but nothing besides drink her coffee. When you sat down in your seat, you got out a book and read quietly, hoping no one would notice you. Of course luck was not close to being on your side at all.

"Hey nerd, did you bring any lunch money?" You quickly shook your head, still looking at your book. "...Look at me when I'm talking to you!" She yelled and slammed your book on the table. "I-I don't h-have any..." You said in a barely audible voice. She clicked her tongue in annoyance and grabbed your backpack. "H-hey, give that b-back!" You tried to get your bag back but she made her friends hold you back. "Nope" She said, popping the 'P'. Once she found money, let's just say you felt a lot of pain that day.

~Your Pov~

You shivered at the memory and kept walking. You made it to a small arcade center (Just go with it) and walked in, looking at all the different types of games you could play. You looked behind you to see if the animatronics were there and, there weren't. They weren't even out there. Strange. You shrugged it off, thinking they probably had to do something else. As you walked inside, you heard the cliché pac man music and the lights were dim so the only light source you had was from the arcade games. You had to admit, it was small compared to the other ones you have been to. Once you went in a bit deeper you heard your worst nightmare......

"Hey freak, we thought you were dead."

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