Virtual Freddy oneshots (TheFamousFilms)

Dad?....(fluff)

(If you no likey molten as parental figure to virtie u can get off the page xD)

 "-urry u.....ti...sted bon....-"

 "-tual fred....!-"

 "-tay.....wake!-"

Virtual Freddy groaned as words,sound and static assaulted his ears.

Upon trying to open his eyes colour,lights and pain filtered in just as quickly as he shut his eyes, he tried to make sense of what was happening, they got attacked by twisted Bonnie and shadow Freddy right?...

.....the ringing seemed to grow louder.

"-onna b....kay-"

 "-olten .....elp!-"

 " -...slip...g-"

More buzzing.

....ringing.

He heard a blood curtailing scream.

That didn't sound good.

He felt like he would be sick.

Paws are on his shoulders now,digging uncomfortably into his metal,and got turned on his side just as he felt oil creeping up his throat.

What was happening?

 "-ere!.....ant.....rry...im-"

 "-åtş....ìň3.....ußt...lê-"

There were so many voices now.

screaming.

Yelling.

Crying.

StAtiC.

It hurt. They were hurt and he couldn't stop it.

The Paws were back on him.

Except this time, he recognised them.

Helpy?...

Her paws scrambled to keep him comforted and functional.

Why though? He wasn't hurt was he?

He was just a little numb.... Oh...that wasn't a good sign.

More talking..

 "-Molte.....n......Virtual......dying..." He was dying?....

 He felt someone pick him up.

 "-Êåş....ëâšÿ....-"

Suddenly he felt air rush beneath him.

His stomach flipped at the movement.

But the arms were large.

Firm.

Safe.

He cracked open his eyes again and saw only a crack of colour. 

The ringing was growing worse.

 "-ÿøūr åll rïght, Î'vê gøt-"

They were moving.

Someone was carrying him. 

Cradling him.

And it wasn't painful.

The arms were long and strong.

He had lost to much oil and it was making his head go fuzzy.

But if it was warm,safe,strong and not painful then his systems choked out the only reasonable thing.

 "....Dad?...." of course he didn't have a dad but it honestly felt like one.

Somehow over all the ringing he heard a sharp inhale.

The paws tightened.

Safe.

 "Dad..." He whispered again before he finally went unconscious.

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The next following days when Virtual Freddy was fixed he kept asking what had happened and why Molten was keeping a close eye on him.

No one told him. They all knew but they didn't tell.

Molten was just happy. And in shock that ,he, of all people,could be a parental figure to someone.

It didn't matter that he didn't remember.

Molten did.

And he would never forget.