Vincent x reader

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New ff, bla bla bla, BLLAAAAAAAAAA









dafuq is wrong with me...

ANYWAY!!!
I am tiered and I am an idiot and also I'm not going to write something normal.

Yeeeeaaaaaahhhhh...
Hope you enjoy!!! (or maybe not 😐)

Oh, and before we start:
Mir ist langweilich und mir ist es scheißegal was du sagen wirst KiaraTonii !!!!!!!(aber lies es, sogar wenn es scheiße ist 😐 TU ES FUR MIIIICH!!!)
(XD)

Let's start!

So you are at your new jop (yey!), bla bla bla.

~At the office (because I can) ~

(Your POV)
I walked in and looked at everybody.
...
Just guys.
Great.

They stared at me.

I stared back.

It was silence for a moment, but then suddenly, a man with blach hair came in. Well, actually, he jumped into the office and landed on the floor. His hat fell roght in front of me so I picked it up. The hat reads 'Scott'.
Must be his name, I thought.

I looked back at the man amd saw how another, with brown hair ((Jeremy)) helped him up.

I walked closer to him woth the had and said: "I believe this belongs to you."

"Oh, yes. Thank you. You are the new nightguard, right?"

"Yep, that's me."

"Well then, welcome to Freddys. My name is-"

"Scott", you interrupted him.
You enjoyed the suprised fave he make, but didn't show it of curse.

You were always clod to others. Only if you would like them after a while, you would be nicer and eventually talk to them.

"Yeah, how did you-"

"Your hat"

"What?"

"It's on your hat. You may not believe it, but  I can read." you said smirking.

He looked at his hat, then at you and chuckled a little.

"Right. So anyway, I'm Scott, the one who helped me up is Jeremy, the one in the corner is Mike, the there's Fritz, that's the one eith the orange hair and the purple one is Vincent."

You looked at them again;

Jeremy- he looked at the ground, not showing his eyes. He looked like the shy and nice kind.

Mike- had a poker face and was leaning on the wall. He looks more like the rough kind ((I don't know how to call it >~<)).

Fritz- he was smiling at you. You smiled back, having a good feeling about him.

Vincent (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) -
He... Well... He was smiling like a pedofil... 😑

You just nodded.
"Who will be my partner for the week?"
You asked Scott. He imediantly ((HOW SHOULD I WRITE IT?! ps: its 2am, so my brain doesn't really work right now... 😑))  stopped smiling.

"I think I am" you heard from your left and you saw that 'Vincent' was now not even 1 meter from you.

"I believe we will have a great time~"

"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."

"sure" you said with a calm voice, ignoring the fact that the purple pedofil ((XD))  was standing now right next to you.
Like really close.

Like really, REALLY colse.

"You know, I would move if I would be you." you said starting at the wall.
The others where quiet.

"Oh, and why is that? ~"
Vincent asked with a low voice.

"Because we are standing under a metalic door and in less then a second, I could step away, close the door. You know what would than happened? Answer: you would be a red smash under the door.

You would die~"






Everyone was silence, staring at you, realizing how right you where. Then there expressions turned to fear.

You smiled.

After a minute or two, Vincent slowly took a step into the office.

"I would say that everyone except Vincent leaves."

"Why is that?" Mike asked.

"Because its 11:57pm"

...

"Oh shit!"
Everyone run out of the office, Scott shouting while running: "see ya (Y/N)!!!"

After a minute there could be heard the sound of doors being looked.

"I believe it's only the two of us now~"
Vincent was now standing behind you.

You turned back, standing now right in front of him.
He moved closer.
You didn't moved.

Closer.
You didn't moved.

He was now in front of you.
You didn't moved.

Just when there where onches between your faces you put a sharp knife between his eyes.

He quickly stepped back and looked at you a little shocked. You just smiled.

He smirked, but then he looked at the knife closely and after a moment, he started to checking his pockets.

"Wait, this is-"
he started.

"Your knife? First: yes. Second: don't get so close to others, it's ewsy to steal stuff from you. And third: yes, I stoled it and now it's mine."

He looked at you shocked.

You smiled.

:>





WAIT!!! I KNOW, I KNOW!!! You are probably thinking like: dafuq is this...? (KiaraTonii, REMEMBER?! XD) But its freaking 3am, I tried, my brain isn't working, and I bet that in the next 20 minutes I won't remember how to write sentences.

...

-_-

ANYWAY, I hope your eyes and ylur brain didn't die. ;P
See ya~

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