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

Animatronic love

(This was suggested by @springysweet1987)

*This story is if the reader was an animatronic like 39. And its a girl. Just letting you guys know. IDK how long this suggestion story is going to be so... Yea.*

*You were one of the abandoned animatronics at a almost abandoned advert studio. Pretty fitting, huh? You used to be one of the older models when the studio was still running, but decided to throw you out after it shut down.*

You walked from the alleyway to the front of the advert studio. "I haven't seen the front of this place for so long..." You told yourself. You had the spare keys of the advert studio, and quietly unlocked its doors. You slowly opened the door and peeked your head in. "H-hello?" You called out into the studio. But there was no reply. You walked into the studio, closing and locking the doors behind you. In the room with you was a showstage. The very one you remember.

*Flashback*
*If you haven't watched the 39 original story by Justin Hall, then this is basically spoilers.*

You were playing with the other kids at a birthday party here. Your little sister was best friends with the birthday boy, and had to be dragged along to the party. There were a couple kids there your age, but you were certain that they smoked weed. One of them used to be your best friend, Justin. But you didn't care and just played with the kids and ate pizza and birthday cake with them. Until you heard screaming... A murderer was here, and you panicked. You quickly scooped up you little sister in your arms, and ran behind the showstage. You covered your little sisters mouth so she couldn't scream or cry. Unlucky you, you just had to get caught by moving just one muscle. You little sister had gotten away, but you were slaughtered by a man with an axe.

*Present*

You shivered at the memory. You used to be a normal girl, but what are you now? A animatronic (A/A) (Animatronic Animal) and you couldn't get out of it no matter what you did and tried. "Who are you?" You heard someone asked. You saw a small plushie walking towards you. "Who am I? Who are you?" You asked. "Don't answer my question with another question!" He said. "Sorry. I'm (Y/N)." You answered correctly. "I'm plushie. How did you get in here? The doors are locked." Plushie asked. "I have spare keys to this place." You said. "Woah. Cool." Plushie said. "So, is there anybody else here?" You asked, looking around more. "Yep. Me and and my pal, 39." The Plushie said. Plushie led you to a small room where you saw a aqua blue bunny taking a nap. "Hey, dipshit! Wake up!" The Plushie yelled. 39 groaned, and got up. You watched as he stretched, and looked over to you and Plushie. "Hey, Plushie. Who's this?" He asked, pointing at you. "This is (Y/N)." Plushie said. "You sound... familiar." You said. "So do you." 39 said. "Wait... Justin?" You asked. His ears sprung up. "Wha...? How?" He asked. "I remember you from the birthday party. I was the only other person your age there, but I didn't hang out with you anymore. We used to be best friends." You explained. "Oh! That's why your so familiar to me! I haven't heard or seen you in ages! I guess you met the same fate me and my friends did..." He said. "Yeah... It was rough. Where are your other friends anyway?" You asked. "They got thrown out. I was the only one who stayed. Until now." He said. "True." You said. "Sorry I kinda abandoned you when I met new friends." 39 apologized. "What's in the past is in the past, Justin. Maybe we can... Start over again?" You asked. "Sure! I would love to. And, please, call me 39." He said. You took his hand. You both walked off, talking to each other. Like you two did as best friends. About a year later, 39 did confess his love for you, and you both lived together in happiness and love...