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FNAF: Traves

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A/N this is based on his fnaf stream.

Travis finally decided to play FNAF, despite absolutely hating horror games. He made it to night 4 with no problem apart from high anxiety. In the middle of night 4 he hears his door open slowly from behind him. He spins around quickly gasping loudly.

"Oh my gosh Y/N, you gave me a heart attack." He says turning back to the game.

"Sorry baby, I was trying not to scare you cause I knew you were playing this." I say closing the door. I step forward and place my hands on his shoulders, I could feel how tense they were and I frowned, giving them a big squeeze in reassurance.

"Do you know anything about this game babe?" Travis asks.

"I know a lot about this game, my cousin was obsessed with it for a few years." I respond. I looks at his chat, giggling slightly at them freaking out at how I have knowledge of the game. I suddenly hears loud footsteps from his headphones.

"Travis shut your right door!" I shout knowing for a fact that I heard Foxy running down the corridor.

"What?!" He panics. Foxy jumps through the door and screams scaring the crap out of Travis, he yells loudly in terror. He throws his headphones off and falls out of his chair onto his knees and wraps his arms around my waist.

"Ok guys I think he's had enough for one night, I'll handle the baby, goodnight everybody." I say ending his stream. I pull him up off of the floor.

"Come on bubba, let's watch Schlatt's new video and eat some candy ok?" He smiles at me knowing how to make him feel better.

"Ok."