(OLD)
(William Afton x reader)
(COMPLETED)
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Incident after incident, she seems to always go back to him no matter how much her mind to tells her not to.
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DISCLAIMERS:
•Swearing
•Gore
•Manipulation
•Age gap of 9 years
•Possible sexual cont...
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"Say Amen (Saturday Night" -Panic! At The Disco //// "Swear to god I ain't never gonna repent" •-•
I stood in the same metal elevator as before alongside Michael. I noticed how cold it was in here.
"I honestly hate this elevator. It feels like it'll collapse any second." Michael mumbled. "Agreed." I said back.
"Welcome back for another night of intellectual stimulation, pivotal career choices, and self-reflection on past mistakes. We're committed to creating a unique and fulfilling work experience. One part of that commitment is ensuring that you don't get tired of the voice that you're hearing right now."
Hand-Unit started talking in his usual semi-cheery voice.
"Using the keypad below, please select a new companion voice. For male, press 1. For female, press 2. For text-only, press 3. For other options, press 4."
Me and Michael shared a confused look "Wha-" I hovered my finger above the screen. "Wh.." I tried focusing on the screen that was still spazzing out.
"There's no numbers??" I half questioned, half exclaimed.
"It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type, and I will auto-correct it for you. thank you for choosing:"
"Angsty Teen"
"What? Really?" I asking aloud, a laugh cutting through my words.
Michael laughed along with me, but he stopped when a new voice started talking as the elevator stopped.
"The elevator stopped. You know the routine. You can get out now or... whatever. stay here if you want."
I started laughing hard to the point of the tears. "Michael! I swear to god that kinda sounds like you!"
He was laughing but not as hard as I was. "No it doesn't." He said, mimicking the voice.
This only caused me to laugh harder.
I eventually stopped, wiping a tear from my eye as I pressed the red button.
As we crawled through the elevator, we once again couldn't hear what the new voice had to say. "These vents are so damn dusty.." I mumbled, avoiding the cobwebs around the edges of the vent.
"Ahh! Shit! Spiderweb! There's a fucking spiderweb!" Michael shouted whilst stopping mid-way through the vent. I chuckled. "Chill out, these are old webs." Michael sighed and continued crawling.
