human Goldie/Golden Freddy x Reader

spilings reunite

I look up to see... "Nightmare!" i said "don't yell" he said covering his black bear ears, but i was a bit confused at which 'friend' this was i think he noticed "what you don't remember your older brother" he said. As soon as he said that I jumped into his arms and hugged him and he hugged back. after about two mins i looked up at nightmare still in his arms"what are you doing here" i asked" looking for you of course" he said"but why" i asked still confused" you are my younger sister after all and to make sure you where alright" he said" what do you mean if i'm alright? no one hurt me if thats what you mean" i said i knew what he meant i just tried my best to make sure it wasn't"you know what i mean (Y/n) you always act like your fine but i know that we where the only ones who cared about/for you" he said i barred my head in his chest"*sigh* fine you win but i'm fine really" i said hoping he would believe me but he didn't he took my wrist and pulled up my sleeve to show the blooded bandages i had on my arm he then pulled me close and kissed my forehead" don't do this to you self (Y/n) i don't like you getting hurt okay" he said with sadness in his voice as he did"okay" i said softly into his chest. 

~timeskip because in lazy ~

so now i was in the office on my phone, it was 5:30am now and i had nothing better to do nightmare and Springtrap had to go talk, the four foxes Mangle, Toy Foxy and Foxy where rehearsing a performance for today apparently they have a birthday party on so i let them all be. i was now listening to a song called 'nightmare'(sorry don't know who its by) you started singing along to the song 

 every day that i wake up i wake up in a nightmare

every day that i wake up i can never see quite clear

 when i look at my surroundings and everybody still doubts me

i wanna live to hear a crowd sing all my lyrics so loudly

i miss the time we would all gt together 

i guess it's fine but i really wish that we where better

real talk sippin drinks without all the pressure 

 now everybody needs to think about posting whatever

when people ask how i've been doing never been better

thats not really a conversation i'm willing to enter

how come we all continue forcing out all of this pressure

i'm just sick of these opinions and all of these lectures

i need my space now so i can feel nothing  i live this nightmare so i can be something

i do what i love and hope you will love me 

i face this nightmare no i am not running 

i'm scared of being rich, but i'm scared of being poor

i'm scared of being lonely, but i'm scared of being bored

sometimes i get really angry and i don't know why

sometimes i really do hate me can't even pick my own side

what is even going on why the hell do i even write songs