Friend Or Foe (Human!FNAF x Reader)

How Deep Is Your Love

A.N.

My friends actually like that I added a dash of gayness to this book and if I'm being honest I love them too UwU

Landon's P.O.V.

"You're sure you want to do this?" I tilt my head.

"It's the guy who murdered us, stuffed us in animatronic suits so our parents would never find us, and made Y/n suffer trying to save us. What do you think?" Freddy grits his teeth.

"Alright, little guy, just wanted to make sure." I smile lightly.

"I'm not li-" Freddy pauses. "Wait. You didn't call me Fazfuck."

"So?" I shrug. "It's boring to call someone by just one nickname, besides that... You remind me a bit of myself."

"Yourself?" Freddy raises an eyebrow.

"Well, when I was younger I was kinda like you." I carefully reload my gun. "You know... Short, angry, possessive... Then I met Greyson... I was tripping over my words like an idiot around him."

I smile brightly as the memory comes back to me. Then I quickly shake my head staring at the weapon in my hand.

"That's a story for another time though, we have a purple freak in a rabbit suit to end." I open the car door. "You guys ready?"

When I look back Freddy and Goldy simply give me these determined looks and I can't help but smile, they really do remind me of myself right now.

"Hey, relax you two." I ruffle Freddy's hair, then Goldy's. "We got this... I hope..."

I whisper the last part, but I know they heard it and before they could comment, the windshield glass breaks and a familiar red hatchet sits buried in the middle seat. I look up to see the purple freak standing in front of the pizzeria, wearing the bunny suit while blood seeps through onto the floor.

"Well then, let's go." I mutter. "Put on your seatbelts kids!"

"What are you do-" Freddy doesn't finish his panicked sentence before he has to grab the back of my seat.

The purple freak tries to move out of the way before I crash into the building, but I quickly turn the wheel causing the car to drift. I hit the brakes before we could hit him, as much as I want to he already fucked up my car enough. I kick open the door, shards of glass falling to the ground as it rains from my clothes and my hair. Freddy and Goldy shakily get out as well, clearly not used to high speeds or drifting at all.

"So, you've come back for your friends, eh?" The purple freak tilts his head.

I don't even say I word I simply fire straight at his head. He falls and I quickly drag him along into the pizzeria.

Isamu's P.O.V.

"Where's Landon?" Greyson peeks into my room curiously.

"Well..." I glance out the window. "He went out."

"Don't tell me he went after the guy!" Greyson's eyes go wide. "Do you have any idea how he gets when he finds out that someone he killed actually lived?!"

Greyson rushes to the front door to put on his shoes murmuring to himself about what he's gonna do.

"Greyson." I grab his arm. "Relax, Freddy and Goldy are with him, he won't be able to go too far as long as they're there to curb his anger."

"They're equally as angry, Isamu! They'll probably help tear him limb from limb and if they get caught, then what? Landon always goes overboard with this kind of stuff and I don't want him to end up in jail again." Greyson yanks his hand from my grasp. "I have to stop him before he does anything too extreme."

"Jail? Landon's gone to jail?" I furrow my brow.

Greyson glances back at me as he throws on his jacket. "He almost did, a cop had all the evidence to convict him, but I... Convinced the cop not to submit the evidence."

I freeze, he had sex with the cop so Landon wouldn't get arrested, didn't he... The realization of how much love Greyson has for Landon suddenly hits me harder than a tidal wave and they have been Y/n's example of what a relationship should be like for her whole life. I have a lot to live up to, don't I? Greyson's willing to risk anything for Landon, so I have to be willing to risk anything for Y/n too.

"Drop me off at the hospital on your way. I want to make sure Y/n is okay." I pull on my jacket then after thinking for a moment I pick up the bottle I was just drinking. "And I want to make sure the purple freak doesn't touch my princess."

"Why the sudden change in spirits?" Greyson raises an eyebrow as he pulls open the door.

"You risk a lot for Landon and you two have been Y/n's model for the perfect couple for a long time, so... I have to risk as much as I can for Y/n and stay by her side for as long as I can."

??? P.O.V.

I look down at the girl. She's clearly going to die soon, her heartbeat is slow and those wounds that Vincent left on her don't look like they're healing. 

Good. 

The more likely she is to die the quickly Isamu is going to want to get here. The quicker he gets here, the quicker I can do what I have to do. 

"Y/n?" Isamu walks into the room cautiously.

Ah, there he is, he's holding a bottle of wine and when his brown eyes rest on Y/n he visibly relaxes, he's still yet to notice me. He sits down on the bed by Y/n and puts down the bottle of wine on the bedside table. Honestly, I have no idea why Vincent wants me to do this, but...

Suddenly a gun is placed against my chest and it takes a second for me to realize Isamu is the one holding the gun.