𝑴𝒚 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 • FNaF one-shot.

_mygrandfather's_clock

Nota Dell'Autrice: Oh wow, una one-shot totalmente in inglese! :0
Se per caso trovate degli errori in inglese nel testo, non esitate a farmelo sapere ✨✨

When I'm sad
I like to listen to a lovely music box.
I like it's music.
You know that this song has even lyrics?
My father told me this last morning.
It's the story of an old man.

When I first read the lyrics, I didn't understand the meaning.
But then my father explained me the story.
At first, I was sad.
It's a very sad story...
But then my father said it was "bittersweet".
I don't know what the word "bittersweet" means but...
My father was smiling,
So I smiled too.

These days, I'm sad very often.
My father is always busy with his work.
I like his work, but...
He doesn't hug me anymore.
He doesn't look at me anymore.
Sometimes I ask him to play
But he always replies that he can't,
And that there is a lot of work he need to do.

That's strange,
Because my father doesn't work alone.
He has a coworker.
But he says that his coworker can't be at work often because "he is going through a difficult period of his life".
But I want him to play with me.

My aunt says that I don't have to bother him much, because he do all he can do for "give me a better life".
That doesn't make sense
I like my life
Or better, I used to like my life...

So I listen to the music box.
Again
And again
And again...

Today was a bad day.
Some of my friends shout me out of the restaurant.
I was sad
And angry
But I couldn't say anything.

I waited for a long time.
It started to rain.
I was sad
And I was crying
And I wanted to call my father for help
But my aunt says that I don't have to bother him much
So I didn't said anything.

But then there was a man.
I recognized him.
It was my father's coworker!
There he is!
But... He was strange, you know?
He didn't look as usual.
He looked strange...
His clothes were messy
And he smelled like alcohol.
But most of all,
He was smiling.
I never saw him smile.
It was a very strange smile.

He approached to me
With a calm, and lovely voice.
He sounded like the lullaby of my music box.
Oh, I was so pleased!
But then he did something very strange
He pulled out a knife.
So I screamed
But he shout me out, covering my mouth with his hand
And I was in pain

Father, where are you...?
You said that you would have always protected me.

But then, suddenly,
All the pain stopped
Or better,
Not all the pain.
I couldn't feel the pain in my body
But I knew I was suffering
Deep in my heart.

And all around me
There was the dark
I'm usually not scared of the dark.
But this time
It was different.
I was... Suffocating...
And I tried to call my father name
But I couldn't remember it!

I was scared,
I am scared.
And I...
Can't remember my name anymore...
But it's dark down here
And I want someone to take me home.
Please...

And I know it's all his fault.
The coworker sent me here.
He is the reason I'm sad.
So now... I'm going to find him.
He will feel sorry. He must.

Meanwhile, I'll keep listening to my music box...
Again,
And again,
And again,
And again...

Forever.

Nota dell'Autrice: voglio fare più one-shot su Charlie & Henry, perché li amo ok.
Ho già un'altra idea ✨✨

In ogni caso, spero che abbiate apprezzato questa one-shot e spero che non ci siano stati troppi errori qwq

ciao bellissimi 💓