Hit that perfect number, roll the dice, and throw the chips. Surely that's how you play the game, right?

michael afton x (gender neutral) reader You recently got fired at a fast food restaurant after getting in a fight with a customer. As you were about to leave the place, you got stopped by a teenage boy who looked around your age. "Hey, uh- I saw what happened, sorry that your lost your job. My, um, my dad owns a restaurant and he's looking for someone that'll work. I mean- well, I also work there- I was just wondering, since you no longer have a job." important info - most of the stuff that's happened in fnaf (ex: michael getting scooped) won't happen in this fanfic - this takes place in 1987 :D - elizabeth and evan are very much alive and william isn't some crazy child serial killer - tbh i only made this fanfic for shits and giggles lolz new chapter (or two) every month (pls bear with me i'm in college T_T) fnaf and the characters don't belong to me, except for the characters that i created and the story itself

What if instead of 2 sister there's 3? What if instead of Powder being the youngest you are? Travel the world of Piltover and Zaun.... Clip of later chapters : "Why? Why all the riddles why can't you just tell me we're they are?" "My child, I simply cannot share that information... all you need to know is that you must find them and quickly before it's to late. War my child.. War."