Friend Or Foe (Human!FNAF x Reader)

Step On It

A.N.

Almost every time I talk I somehow manage to slowly deteriorate into sounding like BuRgEr KiNg FoOt LeTtUcE...

Landon's P.O.V.

Suddenly the purple freak starts laughing as if he's heard the best joke ever. I narrow my eyes and simply fire at his feet, he pauses studying me up and down.

"Gosh, I guess you're not kidding." He grins playfully.

"Y/N." I glance over at Y/N. "Why don't you find the only golden suit in the closet for me. I'll keep an eye on the purple freak in the meantime."

"U-uh... Okay..." Y/N turns and slowly walks away.

"Isamu's princess sure is interesting, I didn't think she'd be anything to worry about, but she sure can handle a beating." The purple freak glances at the empty doorway. "I m-"

"Shut up." I growl. "You're not allowed to talk about my baby sister like that."

The next few minutes pass in complete silence while the purple freak just stares at me, I glance over at the doors worriedly does this guy have an accomplice that's stopping Y/n? When I look back, the purple freak is calmly walking towards me, I'm about to fire again when he grabs my wrist.

"That won't be needed." He murmurs lightly. "I just wanted to know... Who is this angel? You kept referencing back to someone you called your angel. Who are they?"

"That's none of your business." I reach into my pocket for my switchblade.

"Oh come on, I'm sure you have tons to tell me about them." He smirks. "Or are you trying to keep their identity secret?"

"My angel... Is not someone for you to worry about, after all, once my baby sister walks in here, you do understand you're going to die, right?"

"If."

"What do you mean 'if'?"

Y/n's P.O.V.

"What are you doing?!" I try to push past him. 

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you through, or-" I cut him off by slamming my hand against the wall.

"Or what?" I growl. "Whatever it is, I assure you, what will happen to you if you don't move right now is worse than even death."

The man gulps before slowly moving aside, a fearful look in his eyes. I push the door open and just as I see the golden suit sitting in the furthest corner of the closet hidden by some boxes, I feel a sharp prick of pain and fall to the ground.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you tamper with the animatronics." The man whispers reluctantly.

Freddy's P.O.V.

"Goldy. Something doesn't feel right." I glance back at the pizzeria.

"Is it the fact that we're in a car with a Serrano?" Goldy asks sarcastically.

"No, I mean, Y/n. She isn't back yet." I stare at the doors.

"Yeah, well, she can handle herself, that said if she doesn't come back within the next few minutes, I'm going in, if no one comes back for you golden boy gets the keys." Mr. Serrano points at Goldy.

The whole car reeks of the metallic scent of blood and the air is thick with worry, no one wanted Y/n to go in there, no one wants Y/n hurt and we all want that purple freak to die. I sigh, everyone's wounds are bandaged, Goldy and I took the least beating, we managed to crawl away with nothing but a few scrapes and bruises in comparison to the others, but it still hurts like a bitch. Bonnie glances over at me, seemingly trying to tell me that everything would be okay, I roll my eyes and he simply tilts my top hat, the simple gesture makes me suddenly miss hearing him constantly teasing me over everything.

"You're such an annoying fucking brat." I grumble straightening my top hat.

"B-But... I-I'm like... Y-y-your... b-best fr-friend." Bonnie struggles to get out.

I sigh, "I'll give you that."

Then I see something. 

Blood.

It splatters on the glass front doors followed by someone getting thrown against the window. I can't tell exactly what is going on, but from the look on Mr. Serrano's face, he's just as worried as I am. After about a minute of watching the pizzeria doors in tense silence, they are thrown open.

The person who steps through has another person thrown over their shoulder. I can't quite make out who they are but when they pass under one of the street lights I can see more clearly, a messy black head of hair on the figure and the person he's carrying has h/c hair, both their faces are shrouded in harsh shadows, but a general sense of calm washes over everyone. If there's one thing we know, it's that those two aren't the purple freak. 

The door opens next to me and Landon carefully places Y/n in the seat next to me, she looks pretty beat up, but she's alive. Landon sits in the front, he turns to look at everyone wordlessly.

"Welcome back, asshole." I smile lightly.

"Shut up Fazfuck." Landon chuckles.

The stifling air of worry lifts from everyone, but Landon's laughter dies down rather quickly. I watch as he sits back in his seat then slowly turns to Mr. Serrano.

"Hey, Dad." He murmurs. "You should probably step on it."

Without a second's notice, Mr. Serrano does just that and everyone nearly slams into the windshield glass.

"What's going on?!" I ask fearfully.

Goldy looks over at me worriedly, then down at Y/n laying in my lap, he doesn't even have to say anything for me to realize why we're breaking every speed limit, running every red light, and nearly running people over.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO Y/N!?" I scream.

"I don't know." Landon whispers.

"WHAT DO Y-" Landon cuts me off.

"Shut up Fazfuck."

Landon says it quietly while making direct eye contact with me and that's when it hits me, he's crying. Landon is actually crying. I look down at Y/n. 

"Yeah... Okay." I whisper.

When we pull into what I thought would be the hospital, I stare up at the huge looming building before us, that's when he, that Isamu boy walks up to the car.