Molten Fates [TFF!Molten Freddy X Fem!Reader]

Disarment

Chapter Two: Disarment
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Author's Note at End of Chapter]

Y/N's POV

"What?" I asked in disbelief and in sync with Molten at what Bryan said.

"Okay, first off, why didn't you tell me before Bryan. And second, WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND PUTS A BOMB IN THEIR ANIMATRONICS HEAD?!" I said then demanded in disbelief at the end of my sentence. "Afton that's who." I heard Molten say, I could easily feel his anger grow in the air at my brother.

"Look, it's the same thing when we had to upgrade you, you would be resistant of it." Bryan told Molten as he took a step or rather five close to Molten, "I don't want anyone to touch me that's why." Molten said as he backed up from Bryan who grew closer to him.

"Molten, it's what's best for you at the moment." Bryan said still trying to convince him as he continued to walk closer to Molten, like the numb head he is and has been for years thinking he had to fix every single thing.

His fatal flaw if you would call it honestly. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Molten yelled as he ran around the room with my brother on his tail, if he actually had one that is. The two looked like a parent chasing their kid for either bath time or shots despite the obvious height differences the two had, Bryan was five foot three I wasn't surprised with how short he was.

I immediately stepped out of the line of fire of the two, which was beside Rockstar Bonnie and the three Twisted Animatronics. "Has this happen before?" I asked the four, "When Bryan was going to upgrade Molten with his speed and jump boost, yes." Rockstar Bonnie told me.

"Molten, y/n knows what to do with this stuff more than I can, so let her do it." Bryan told him, still trying to convince him. Oh hell no is he throwing me under the bus in some way! "I don't want anyone to touch me!" Molten yelled as he continued to avoid my brother, holy fuck if needing to get that bomb out his head wasn't so important I swear I would be recording this.

I sighed as I rubbed my temples, "You want something done right, you gotta do it yourself then." I muttered to myself as I brought my hand down.

"Look Molten, you may not know much about me, but trust me when I say this. It's a necessity to remove that from your head, wether it's still armed or not. We don't know what could possibly happen if we don't remove it, and I'm the best person for the job at the moment. So the quicker you can calm down and let me do it, the quicker we can get it over with, okay?" I told him, fixing my shirt a bit.

The room was silent as the air was tense once I finished talking, Molten let out a 'Tsk' sound as he sat down in a nearby chair.

"Good, Okay, since Funtime Foxy is hooked up to the only computer that can connect to your systems I won't be able to shut you off or turn off your pain receptors so you don't feel any pain as I do this." I told him, Molten let out an annoyed growl at that as he muttered a 'great' under his growl as well.