Lefty x female reader

Rockstar Chica Hangout!

"Ok than! Let's take off your old makeup if you don't mind so we can do each other's! Do you mind?" Chica asked politely.
"Of course just be careful around my eyes ok? I don't want to have to have my eyes replaced again..." you said as nicely as possible.
"Ok than! Since your (fur/feather/skin) tone is (color) than we should go with (warm/cold) colors! Let's do eye shadow first!" Chica gleefully said.
"Ok..." you said getting more nervous by the minute.

Time skip

"So...hows it looking Chica you haven't said anything in ten minutes...is something wrong?" You asked nervously. Chica continued to say nothing for a minute or two and then blinked a few times.
"Girl...you look...AMAZING wow you really can pull off anything!" Chica yelled excitedly.
"Wow, I don't know what to say I really look that good? That's pretty much impossible!" You said questioning her answer completely.
"I'm (fur/scale/skin color) how can I pull off anything? I think what you're saying is a bit of an overstatement." You said dully. Chica just stayed silent again which was starting to really worry you.
"I look ok! Geez I get it. You aren't going to respond if I keep putting myself down are you?" You said mockingly.
"Huh? Oh sorry I've been spacing out a lot, the aura here has been...different and now everyone's skeptical..." Chica said somewhat nervously.
"Do you know anything about what's happening?" You asked sternly.
"I can't say! Freddy told me to keep my mouth shut because if everyone knew panic would break out! I'm sorry I really am but..." she went on and on about how sorry she was and yet...you felt as if she wasn't and was sorry at the same time. Being nervous and feeling like you're trapped is, a feeling you've felt before. Many times actually. But this doesn't mean that you're afraid of everyone, this means you're afraid for everyone.
"I got to go, sorry we didn't have time to do your makeup!" You yelled about to shut the door.
"Don't worry we can do this another time!" Chica responded as you shut the door. You sighed, how could someone go from so happy and carefree to...dark, scared, and paranoid. She looked like a ghost of her former self, like she had a flashback of something traumatic as she spaced out. Should I tell the others? No. That could end up hurting Chica or the others! I need to have a little talk with Fazbear though, otherwise I'll have no other resources to tell me about what's happening with everyone and everything...you thought to yourself.
"Aye, hello again lass. How ev, you been?" Foxy asked.
"Umm...fine I guess?" You said questioningly.
"Describe "fine"" Foxy asked sternly.
"Everything's spiraling out of control already! I thought things weren't what they seem and I was right! I knew I should trusted my instincts over some other stupid animatronics I don't trust Freddy or Chica now just great..." you rambled.
"Why would you not be able to trust Freddy lass?" Foxy asked calmly as if trying to speak in a caring manner.
"Come on, don't be blind in both eyes. You should be able to see that somethings up with him even with that eye patch on!" You almost yelled.
"If everyone wasn't so blind to the truth and if everyone kept their guard up not trusting people like Freddy than maybe we wouldn't be in this situation! His ego is almost as big as the pizzeria itself don't you know! He is a lier don't you see it? He's just so, tricky..." you yelled.
"Aye, lass I didn't know ye had feelings like th-"
"Stop. Just stop. You wouldn't understand, you can't understand...you're as blind as everyone else, guess I was right..." with that you ran back behind the stage going to the pole you have originally been chained to. I guess memory of places do matter...whelp guess I'll be here for a while, I can't even show my face anymore...bet on that. I bet two ten dollar chips, like a casino life is. You can bet all you want, all you have...but there is no guarantee you know you will get a good hand. You don't even know if you'll win after all! How pathetic others are, only bet if you have a chance at winning. If there's no chance you'll get a good outcome why even try betting in the first place? After all, life is just a casino match of cards, life is just a game...