Don't Mess With Slappy's Bride (Slappy x bullied! reader)

Chapter 4 (Home Sweet home)

  ~Y/n's POV~

"I want to destroy this city, I want you to help me," I stated, staring down at him. His eyebrows rose while his mouth fell ajar.

"Why?... Well never mind! It'll be fun!" Slappy cackled evilly.

        A smile slithered on my face, imagining the city up in flames. They should burn. They should fucking scorch. They watched my mom die. They watched my father bleed out. They never helped me when I was raped or when he touched me.

They should all fucking die. Especially that bastard, Sammy.

"Let's do it right now," I said and wiped my tears away.

"Today?! Hold your horses woman! You need to rest, and besides, Halloween is tomorrow," Slappy said. 

"I thought is was November?"

"...My god woman, it's October."

"Oh."

"So, anyway you need to sleep. You look tired."

"Rude."

"Hey! I could see those bags from a mile away!"

"I can see your cocky attitude from a mile away."

"Touche."

           I smiled slightly, at least he tries to make me feel better. Without another word, I walked through the creaky doors. It was vacant of any life; no dust, no little cobwebs or spiders. Just an emptiness room you walk through, there was only tables of broken chairs and the air seemed to be stuffy.

"Slappy," I called.

"Yes, my slave?"

"If we do, do this. Ruin the town and kill the bastard, will I still see you?"

"Depends," he held that word out in question,"unless you want to see me?"

"Of course I want to see you, you helped me the best you could even though we met like a couple hours ago."

"Interesting," Slappy hummed. "Mind if I ask a question?"

"Is it about that bastard, or something else?"

"Yeah...That guy. You seem to know him."

"He's my step-uncle, Sammy. I hate talking about that asshole," I answered shortly, my brows furrowed in distress.

Slappy stood there awkwardly before a smile adorned his face, "Well, you'll be fine for now on. Your savior Slappy is here to protect you!"

I smiled at Slappy, "Thanks...That means a lot."

A blush rose on his cheeks, but it was probably the lighting since he doesn't really have skin. But who knows? He has powers and can talk. So I can't assume what he can and cannot do.

"So where am I going to sleep?"

"Don't hurt your little noggin with these wonders. Slappy is here for service!" he cackled, he used his powers to bring in a pillow and a thick blanket through an open window.

I chuckled a little, he then placed the items on the floor, which was surprisingly clean despite it looking dirty. I sat on the floor and unfolded the blanket, then I fell backwards on the pillow. It was hard, but was better than nothing.

"Thank you, Slappy."

Slappy smiled, like a genuine smile. "Your welcome, my dear."

            I snuggled in the blanket and closed my eyes, I knew Slappy was watching me like a hawk, but thought nothing of it. I didn't know how tired I was until I'd rest my body on the floor. I was still barely awake, but I fell into a short dream.