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I Got No Time (FNaF 1-4 x Neko!Reader)
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Ongoing, First published Mar 23, 2017
Mature
At a young age, you learned how to survive an average day in the real world; keep your head down, speak when spoken to, and don't take any shit from anyone. Living in the streets for almost two years, you were forced to adapt quickly.

Then, after half a year spent at a children's pizzeria, you are captured by Child Services, and given to a 'happy family'

Despite all you've learned, however, you are still bullied daily by your mentally challenged step-brother and ignored by your indifferent parents.

As a result, you begin to talk to your plushies, only to be forced to lock them away because of what they tried to do to you. Years later, you have been kicked out of your home at 16 and forced to live on the streets.

That is, until you rediscover a certain kids Pizzeria looking for a night guard.

Only, the ones you once considered friends are no longer as you remember them.

They're broken. Aggressive. Angry and afraid.

And, no matter how many times they threaten your life, it's up to you to save them from themselves.

(Exert)

Palms sweating, heart racing, head pounding. Frankly, You felt like shit, but you simply had to get away. If not...

If not, then, you would rather not think about it.

"Oohh, Utsukushii Hime, come out, come out, wherever you are~." Glowing red eyes peered at you from the darkness.

'And I didn't even get to finish my Snickers...'
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