Funtimes Never Die: F.Freddy x Reader #1

Thirty-Four: Preview

What if we turn on you? What if we turn against you? What if we kill you?

"Hey, Y/N, are you alright?" Bon-Bon cocked his head to the side as he looked up at you, his mouth stuffed with the rag as it muffled his little voice. He lifted himself onto the base of his puppet body, holding his arms up, hoping you'd be generous as to give him a lift over the trash can.

You looked down quickly, not realizing how easy you'd gotten lost in your own thoughts. You bent down and picked up the hand puppet, then held him over the trash so he could throw the dirty cloth away. He smiled and giggled happily before you set him on your back and threw away your rag as well. "Let's get the other rags and stuff, then we can go back down stairs. Perhaps we can take the party room stage? I'm sure the other party rooms are alright, but Freddy was in there yesterday with a kid." You scratched your head, remembering how frightening it was seeing the kid and his unconscious body, and Freddy's lifeless, dark eyes that expressed nothing but terror and hunger for fear. Those eyes were in the back of your mind always now, and you could never tell him, not at the moment at least. It would worry him too much, or it would cause him to go into panic or anger, anything that wasn't himself. He was already scared of hurting you, but if he knew you really were afraid of him? You never wanted to see the pain in those sweet, kind eyes.

Bon-Bon smiled and wiggled his little, flappy ears in agreement. "That sounds like a good idea! Plus, Freddy will get to see us much sooner!" The small, blue rabbit giggled, holding his snout as his body shook with each chuckle he had.

You smiled a little, hoping those negative thoughts would dive deep back down into the the back of your mind so you could focus on the fact you and the two jokesters would be spending the day together. That in itself was a good thing, and perhaps you and Freddy could discuss your new relationship, or maybe even some ideas on how to free everyone. The thought was refreshing in comparison to the worries you had just a minute earlier.

The rabbit titled his head, wondering why your expressions were changing so easily, yet looked so deep and concerning. "Are you sure you're gonna be alright?" He whimpered as he nuzzled your cheek with his metal one, his gears almost purring.

You tilted your head. Since when could he purr like some cat? It's...kind of cute. You sighed, "To be honest, I'm quite tired." You chuckled a little, reaching over your shoulder to pat the bunny's head. "I only slept a little, not counting the time I was knocked out," you mumbled, hoping your fake, positive smile was enough to convince the adorable puppet.

Bon-Bon huffed quietly to himself as you patted his head. Yeah, you weren't wrong. He recalled that you hadn't slept but only a few hours before you were forced to get up and try to clean up the blood and gore in the dining area. Yet, your face didn't look tired, but more uneasy. What were you thinking? I'm sure she's okay...she has to be. She's fearless and strong...and the only human we can trust right now! She's okay!