Iplier and Septic Ego Oneshots

Jumpscare Finale Guardiplier X Cryingchild!Reader

(Y/N)'s POV)
    I wasn't about to let Mark get kill by Puppet and the others. I couldn't let it happen. Durning the day, I noticed the animatronics get slightly hostile towards adults but fine by kids. The others were now taking control 24/7. This was bad. I just wanted the day to be over, I wanted to see Mark. I wanted to talk to him about Purple Guy, about the others. I sighed and looked at the clock. 11:25. Mark was coming soon. I slowly creep out to the hallway and get to the front door. I sit patiently at one of the part tables as the clock ticks.
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    The door finally opens and Mark walks in. I smile and he spots me at the table, a bit confused at why I'm here but doesn't ask. We walk back to the office and sit down to talk.
    "Do you know anything about Purple Guy? Like where he works, or anything like that?" Mark thinks for a second.
    "No, sorry. But I do know that he used to work here, so he may have the day shift or something." I nod and he goes to a normal nightshirt. If you call normal trying not to die from killer animatronics. He got through the night as fast as he could so we could talk a bit more. The clock called out that it was 6 and he turned around to me. I was looking out the window where I saw the others exit the animatronics and come this way. I gasped and ran up to Mark.
    "You need to get outta here they're coming!" I began. Push him the other way and he reluctantly followed. He got out and closed the door, peeking through the window to see what went down.
    "You were talking to him again (Y/N)." Puppet hisses. The others surround me but I make no move to escape.
    "I was...he can help us find peace by getting information on Purple Guy." I replied calmly. The all sneered and closed in a bit more.
    "He's tricking you. He's not who you think he is." Chris said.
    "That Guard...he is Purple Guy." Hatcher said.   
    "He's not! He's trying to hep us! He's been nothing but sweet and understanding!" Their eyes turned black. "Look at yourselves! You've lost your humanity looking for the wrong man." Puppet lunged forward and puts his ghostly hand in my stab wound. I scream and thrash around, clearly in pain.
    "Hmmm...no. Not like this." He said simply, taking his hand away. He looked to the tile that hid my body and went over to it. I went to stop him but Rachel and Dan held me back. He lifted the tile and gave me a crazed smile. I heard the door open and footsteps enter.
    "Stop!"
    "Mark get going! They'll kill you!" I scream. He shakes his head.
    "Quite messing around with that tile...whoever the hell you are!" Puppet makes himself visible and so do the others. "Holy shit...there are a lot of you."
    "Get him!" Dan screeched. Mark rushed out, but not before yelling something back at me.
    "I'll be fine! I'll be back tonight!"I smiled but sat down in the chair and worried the entire day. Thinking about if he would even come back. I sat there the entire day. I heard the doors open and Mark walks in with a large smile on his tan face. I smile back, engulfing him in a hug.
    "I-I thought y-you were gone. You had me so worried!" He shushed me and went through the night. After the night ended he turned to me.
    "I have an idea. Why don't you come stay with me? I mean I can quite or whatever and they'll eventually find Purple Guy." I thought about this.
    "I would love to Mark!"
    "Glad to hear it (Y/N). Lets go." We walked out of the Pizzeria. Together. The days passed and Mark began to make a living on a site called YouTube; but because of the curse I'd have to return to Freddy's every night.
    But one day, everything changed. I was floating around the room and Mark was on the couch. I felt the pang of pain I usually felt in my chest dissipate.
    "M-Mark?"
    "Whats up (Y/N)?" He asked turning around.
    "I-I don't know..." I crumpled to my knees and he rushed over to my side.
    "Whats going on?!" He panicked. I smile slightly.
    "The others...they finally got Purple Guy. We're free." I chuckle and stand back up. I look down and see myself fading.
    "I'll miss you (Y/N). You were like the daughter/son I never had."
    "I'll miss you too Mark. You were the best sergeant father anyone could ask for." I engulfed him in a loving hug as tears of joy streamed down my face.
    Next thing I knew...I was free!