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Something to Play with~ {toy bonnie x reader}
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Ongoing, First published Feb 18, 2015
Shes the only one who cares...... who wont mock me and toy with my feelings. Who wont hurt me and who wont leave me..... Who loves me.
And  I love her...

(You quickly become of significance to the Fazbear Entertainment Industries. And you see the animatronics for the first time.  Love is sprung. People are saved. Blood is shead. Things are lost and found again. Toys are made.....and played with.)

~~~~~~~Toys are made to be played with, not ACCEPTED~~~~~~~
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You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.