Fnaf Freddy x Male Reader

Where it all started

There WILL be cussing in these. This is a warning for this chapter and all future chapters.  Trigger warnings will be added to the appropriate chapter(s).

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    (Y/n) sighed as he dropped into the swivel chair that sat in the middle of the office. He absolutely HATED working, but he needed to pay his friends back, and turns out this job gives him the perfect amount at the end of the week, with some money to spare to buy himself something nice.

    As soon as he sat down, the clock read 12:00, and the phone immediately rang as if it's life depended on it. (Y/n) rolled his eyes, already annoyed. Why the fuck is someone calling him at midnight? How did they even GET this number?
   As he went to reach for it, the phone stopped ringing, playing a recorded message instead. And let me tell you, (y/n) did NOT like what the man on the phone had to say.
-time skip after the message-
    (Y/n) sat there in shock. What the fuck? Animatronics walking around? Getting stuffed in a suit? No. FUCK that. (Y/n) was DEFINITELY going to have a word with the boss in the morning.
(Y/n) looked at the cameras frantically, already freaking out. The bunny's gone. He quickly searched through the cameras, spotting the purple bunny in the employee's only room, staring into the camera with it's dead eyes. Not unsettling at all!

    (Y/n) sighed in relief as he saw the animatronic wasn't near. Yet. He quickly looked back at the stage, only for his heart to drop once again. Where the fuck is the bear?
-Freddy's P.O.V-
    I moved into the dining room quietly, the only sound being my soft, almost taunting, laugh. I had a terrible day; the children shoving pizza on my once beautiful fur, losing my microphone, and parents complaining about small things. I didn't care that it was the first night of the week. I wanted to take my anger out. Stuffing the nightguard should most definitely please my mind.

    I watched as the stage camera's light turned green, signaling the nightguard was viewing the scene. Then, the green light darted all over the other cameras. First Pirate's cove, then the bathroom, then finally the dining hall, where I resided in the shadows. I glared at the camera slightly, seeing it's lens peer at me, almost judgmentally. As the green light turned red, I silently made my way to the hallway, once again allowing my soft laugh to ring throughout the restaurant.

    In my head I was already planning which suit I would be stuffing his body into. Maybe a Bonnie suit? Or a Freddy one? I glanced at the camera, seeing the light give off the red hue. Did this nightguard even listen to the recording? Or are they just idiotic?

    I decided to take the opportunity, silently making my way to end of the hallway, peering into the camera. I always hated these electronics. I glanced at the nightguard, wondering if he could feel my eyes peering at him. Of course he didn't. I cocked an eyebrow, preparing myself to step into the office, but my body froze. Why? Why can't I move? I glanced down at my body, desperately trying to put one foot in front of the other. It was like something was holding me back. But what?

- no one's P.O.V-

   (Y/n) flipped through the cameras, unable to find the deadly bear. 'That's a good thing, right? Maybe he's using the bathroom! Yeah, who am I to judge?' He thought to himself. He remembered what the phone guy said about the door lights, and immediately checked them. There, he finally found the bear. He could smell him from where he stood; rotten pizza, old soda, and..is that the smell of blood? (Y/n) took no hesitation in slamming the door on him. The phone guy wasn't kidding when he said they hadn't had a bath in years. 'I gotta ask the boss about that..after I quit' he decided.

    He could feel the anger radiating off of Freddy, making him shiver. What's got them so pissed off anyways?

    The 6 am bell rang throughout the pizzeria, dragging him out of his thoughts. The doors immediately opened, revealing Freddy slowly walking back to the stage, as if against his will. (Y/n) wasted absolutely no time getting out of that hell hole, yet felt a pair of eyes burn into the back of his head as he left.