One Shots

Friend or Foe - Five Nights At Freddy's w/ Reader

My body writhes involuntarily, an icy breeze attacking my skin. Every hair on my body stands alert, desperately trying to inform me of the danger I have gotten myself into. My skin aches all round, pins and needles pricking their way throughout my limbs. I could feel everything...however, I was effectively numb.

The eyes stare me down, dull and dusty from the many years they have been untouched. Lifeless. But I know they're alive. If this is truly the brown bear I have heard about the past few decades then something is undoubtedly inside. Someone is inside. The toxic aroma radiating off the animatronic could almost turn everyone away - not me, though.

I step closer, wary of the eerily vacant areas where the bear's band should be. "Freddy." I whisper, carefully lifting my arm to reach for his face. "The Freddy Fazbear." A slight chuckles escapes me. His fur is matted and sticky, but I continue to 'pet' the large bear nonetheless. "Where's your friends?" I ask, as if the animatronic would reply. "Are you the only one left?" Freddy remains motionless, slightly disappointing me yet relieving me all the same.

I always knew the story wasn't over. Repeatedly burning the various animatronics satisfied no one - but what else was there to do? How do you release a soul that wishes to stay? So many souls, all forced to suffer. Not one of them deserved it. Apart from him. But if the only way to make him pay was to force everyone else to stay...that couldn't continue.

"D-Don't be a p-arty poop-er!" I turn on my heals, the familiar giddy voice reminding me of where I was. Were they all still here? Did the animatronics survive the fire...again? Freddy seems secure enough, apart from missing his top hat and having the majority of his fur turned to ash. They couldn't all still be active?

"Can they?" I turn to Freddy, pleading for a reply. Not a hint of life is shown, leaving me to return my gaze to the never ending hall way. Funtime was down there for sure - or what's left of him.

"B-on B-Bon...-et em!" I flinch at the static voice interrupting the once peaceful silence. "I c-an s-see you."

"Don't lie to me Wannabe-Freddy." I spit, venom laced in my words. "You can't see a thing."

The building begins to whistle, almost melodically. Shivers return, embracing my skin effortlessly as my body pleads with my mind, begging to leave. I turn to Freddy once again, feeling his gaze penetrating my neck. "They are...aren't they?"

"What is this new prison? Is it me trapped, or is it you? Perhaps, it's us, both." An almost inaudible voice beckons from the darkness corner of the room, two red lights dimly illuminating a bare endoskeleton. "T-time to f-ace the consequences..."

"I was the first. I ha-ve se-en everything." I hastily turn to the right, being greeted by deep empty sockets that large pinky purple eyes once occupied. The old animatronics. The originals. How can they be...intact? Foxy's hook was visibly shining against the harsh darkness - nothing more than his hook.

"It looks like you forgot about me." I flinch, backing directly into the lifeless bear behind me.

"Elizabeth - How could I ever forget." I chuckle harshly to myself as the large female clown animatronic enters the room, most of her plastic plates missing. The Funtime animatronics always have had the scariest endoskeletons. "They never let me."

"B-on Bo-n! Bir-thday Boy!" The deafening static booms in the room, shaking the walls in the process. "I found you."

Soon enough the whole Circus Baby's Pizza World gang is gathered...in some form of their previous selves. They look like 3D versions of the drawings a four year old would hand you, claiming they were animals. "It seems you couldn't make it to my show, so I brought the show to you." Foxy's gaping jaw snaps shut, golden eyes watching my every move. I know they won't attack me. They can't see me - thanks to 'Teen Charlie' and John. So many horrific tragedies...and they're still haunted.

"Why do you hide?" Ballora's angelic voice quickly soothes my heightened anxiety. Evidently no damage was done to her voice box, but I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing. "Inside these walls?"

Elizabeth closes her remaining face plates with an abrupt slam before swiftly exciting down the hall she came through. The others soon follow, clearly seeing her as their leader. Their commander. The alpha. I move forward, only now realising I was still against Freddy. My eyes widen as my body flushes. He's moved. Some point during my staring contest with the Funtimes' Freddy had lowered his body and head, attempting to come down to my level. His arm is raised, poised and pointing to the left where Bonnie lay limp, yet his eyes still glimmering. I turn off my ear piece, knowing Freddy and his friends would do me no harm.

"You want me to go in there?" I ask the broken bear. With no response given, I proceed towards the door, greeting Bonnie softly. His eyes follow me questionably, but no more than a crooked head turn is given my way. After a deep sigh and one more look at Freddy, who now stood in his original position, I open the door.

I was expecting another dim dusty room...but what I'm greeted with is far more intense.

"Ch-Charlie?"

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