Compliments (FNAF x reader)

5 - Stop pretending

"What do we do with them now?" You heard a deep males voice say, and instead of feeling the cold concrete on which you had passed out on earlier, some warm arms replaced the cold and hard ground and seemed to have been carrying you.

Feeling yourself being almost gently rocked as whoever carried you walked, you cuddled into them, feeling the warmth being radiated off their body and onto yours. "I'm not sure," a female voice from the right of you had said, "it's up to Freddy. What do you say?"

By this point, you had fully regained consciousness but feigned sleep so that you could hear the verdict to what would happen to you. If it was bad, you had thought, then at least then you could jump out of the arms of whoever was carrying you and make a run for it since they would probably be surprised for a few seconds, giving you a head start.

Who were these people? Thinking back to what the female has said, your mind began to race once again, Freddy? Were you in the arms of one of the animatronics? Was that even possible? The way they had spoke so casually and normally spooked you since you were pretty sure that robots weren't supposed to have their own minds.

Assuming that you were overthinking, you reminded yourself that it wasn't possible and besides, the arms you were in were definitely human, you could almost feel the blood rushing through their body.

A low hum was heard from the body of whoever was carrying you, though the gender of the person seemed to be male, as they had no additional flesh in the chest area and that the hum itself was quite deep.

"If we kill them now then we don't get to hear their screams of pain, it'll be no fun if you know what I mean..." The rest of the group voiced their agreement before they simply lapsed into silence again and continued their walk.

"Kill them,"? At this you had started to freak out again, your breath quickening again before you managed to take a deep breath in and tried to calm yourself down, no way would you pass out and be vulnerable to these...murderers?

Well, even if they weren't murderers, by what they were saying you could tell that they were certainly dangerous, using your hearing, you stayed super vigilant as you carried on pretending to sleep.

As the person who was carrying you had stopped walking, you could hear the others carrying on up some steps, "if only our dear little night guard had seen that there were steps up to the stage, it would have saved them a lot of embarrassment," laughed the female voice.

"I don't know, if they had seen the steps then it wouldn't have been as funny to see them struggling to climb up the stage earlier," the other male voice had answered back, "though I'm sure they'll defiantly have loads of bruises from the number of times that they've fallen today." You felt the man who was carrying you start to walk up the steps himself and then sat down, still cradling you in his arms.

"Hey, (Y/N), you can stop pretending to still be passed out now, we heard the way your breathing responded to Freddy when he mentioned killing you, we have really sensitive hearing, so we can tell your awake, I promise we won't kill you tonight, we just want to get to know you!" You heard a girl say.

Feeling like your cover had been blown, you opened your eyes to see yourself in the arms of a really beautiful man, with brown hair, freckles and crystal-like eyes which were staring down at you as you 'woke up'.

"Good morning beautiful, I'm glad that you're finally awake," said the man, as you had rolled out of his arms."Where am I?" You asked as five people gazed at you.

"The main show stage," the same man has said again. Looking at him closer, you had noticed some ears, the same colour as his hair, popping out on either side of the black top hat he was wearing.

Looking around the rest of the group, you took in how they looked too.

The male sat next to the man who was carrying you seemed quite buff, but lanky at the same time, he had quite long purple hair tied back into a low ponytail, bunny ears protruding from his neatly styled hair, too real to be fake but also too real to seem believable. Catching his eyes while he caught yours, you could see the same electric red eyes you had peered into earlier, feeling as if it was like you were looking at the human version of Bonnie...

To the side of him was another male, though this one was way more built but somewhat shorter. He had short burgundy hair, with little fox ears sticking out of his head, moving along with his body movements, almost as if they were really connected to him. He was wearing pirate attire, and had an eyepatch covering one of his eyes. The other eye was staring at you, his golden orb raking over your crumpled form as you lay on the floor.

"It seems our positions have swapped this time, aye (Y/N)?" The man had said with a slight Scandinavian accent, his pronunciation on his 'r's were very strong.

Staying silent for a few more seconds, you debated on how to respond, were you going to be casual? How could you be casual? Being stolen from your office by some humans who were supposed to be robots was definitely not something that regularly happened. Wait no, did I say regularly? I meant NEVER! What the hell was going on? Were you going crazy?

Ignoring your thoughts, you just gave him an awkward laugh and agreed while going on to check out the human next to him. He had looked very similar to the man who had carried you here a few minutes ago, with the exception that this man had dirty blond hair, molten golden eyes, and a hard, stone-like expression ingrained on his face as he glared down at you.

Shrinking underneath his glower, you turned to the last person who was sitting in the circle like format that everyone had formed before you realised that it was a girl.

She was beautiful, quite like the rest of them, her long blond hair and her smile drew you towards her. It felt as if she was radiating kindness and warmth as she beamed at you.

Deciding that she seemed the most approachable, you had shuffled yourself over to sit next to her and joined the circle. Everyone stared had no idea what they were anticipating from you, were you supposed to say something? If so, you had no idea what to say, you had millions of questions circling your mind, but none of them came forward so that they could be asked out loud.

Trying to shy away from the intense attention they were giving you, your gaze hit the ground and stayed there for quite some time, waiting for one of the people around you to speak, or do something, anything, to break the awkward silence that had settled in the air.

Realising that you would probably stay sitting there for the rest of eternity if things carried on the way they were at that moment in time, you decided that you had to be the one who broke the silence. Looking up at the rest of the group, you spoke.