Dayshift At Freddy's Oneshots!

Requested By Waluigi2025

(A/N: This was adorable to make, and I hope that it helped satisfy your thirst for wholesome phone/phone love. This is my first time writing romance, and I hope it's at least halfway decent.)

The first thing Harry did after getting Roger out of Jack's Freddy's location was to call Rebecca. Before he had gotten to his last Freddy's gig, he had promised her that as soon as he was out of it and out of the Factory's system, he would come get her. And get her he did; she was waiting outside Afton Robotics when he pulled up his car. She had swapped her suit for a sundress, and Harry wished he had done something similar. It was difficult enough to walk around with a phone for a head. Looking like he was going to a funeral didn't make things better. Rebecca got into the car and Harry wordlessly drove her to the apartment he had gotten after Jack had him retired. It wasn't that there wasn't anything to say to her, he was just speechless at the fact that she was there, sitting next to him, not bound by the Factory or any Freddy's. He never thought that they would make it to this point, where they were free. He parked the car near his apartment, but neither phone got out. Finally, Rebecca cleared her throat and spoke.

"Thank you."

Harry couldn't think of anything else to say, so he just stuck with "No problem."

Rebecca turned to him, and he froze. "You know... I missed you back there. I'm really glad you came back."

"I'd have gotten you out of there even if I had to get killed in a suit again."

She chuckled, looking down and then back up at him again. "Well, I must mean a lot, because that's... y'know what? Screw it."

Rebecca leaned over to Harry and kissed him. Almost.

Clonk.

Rebecca laughed and backed away. "I forgot that we have phones for heads. Ow." Harry's first thought was to return the clonk, but changed his mind when she said that doing that hurt. It wasn't that bad for him, but that was probably because his head was metal while hers was plastic. He settled for taking her arm and leading her to her new home.

(A/N: here's just a part that I thought was too cute not to leave out)

Roger woke up, not used to actually waking up in a proper bed instead of a mattress on the floor of a Freddy's. He yawned and got up, and went to the kitchen to mull about until someone else woke up. He walked through the living room, glancing at the couch. Rebecca and Harry were both sleeping there. Harry looked as if he had been sitting up and Rebecca had fallen asleep on top of him, and he was still in that position. He probably hadn't moved because he didn't want to wake his phone gal up. Roger left them to wake up with each other.