FNAF x Reader oneshots

Purple Guy x Autistic! Teen! Reader

Y/n Pov:

I practically get dragged into the pizzeria by my parents.

It was my little sibling's birthday today and they wouldn't stop whining to go Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

I hated going out, mainly because of how loud people can get.

Our parents find a table and sit down ordering pizza.

"Does cheese sound good?" our parents ask.

"YES YES! CHEESE!" Timmy shouts.

I just shrug covering my ears slightly because of Timmy.

(Timmy is back peeps)

He's so annoying! Little twerp.

I get up, "Where are you going?" our parents ask.

"Bathroom." I say quietly and walk towards that way.

It should be quiet there right?

As I walk towards it, I notice a small hallway leading somewhere else.

This might be better... Then Timmy can't find me.

I walk down the hallway and find an unlabeled door.

I walk in and close the door behind me.

I notice there's someone else in the rooms.

Seems to be a a guy who really likes purple.

He turns around and looks at me.

"What are you doing here? Did you get lost?" he asks looking a bit confused.

I shake my head and just sit on a bucket against the wall.

"Kid ya can't be here." he says.

"No sign." I say pointing to the door.

"Don't get smart with me! You're going to have to-!" he starts yelling but stops.

Purple Guy Pov:

Slightly annoyed with this teen I start raising my voice.

But I stop when I notice they start covering their ears and shaking a bit.

"What's your name?" I ask grabbing a bucket.

"Y-Y/n...." they say quietly uncovering their ears.

I set the bucket down next to them and sit.

"Well Y/n, call me pg." I say leaning back, "You really shouldn't be back here. It's not very safe."

"Is this the r-room?" Y/n says barely audible .

"Room?" I ask puzzled.

"Where they d-died? The k-kids?" they ask a bit louder.

I see they like reading and doing research.

"Yeah, It's going to be sealed off soon. Poor kids had a shelf fall on them." I say.

Y/n Pov:

"Shelf? They were s-stabbed. It was a m-murder." I say.

"How does someone so young know or care about this?" pg asks.

"It's the only e-exciting that happened here." I say, "Sometimes I wish T-Timmy was one of those k-kids."

"Timmy? Younger sibling I guess?" pg says.

I nod, "We were h-here that day. I watched those k-kids walk back h-here..." I say.

"Yet you didn't go to the police about this? They had no leads." he says.

"Yep, why d-didn't you? You lead them b-back there." I say quietly hoping he wouldn't hear me.

"Why would anyone confess to murder?" he says with a slight smirk, "It would be pretty bad to let you live now knowing you saw me."

"That'd just g-get you in more t-trouble." I say.

"True, plus then Timmy would get his way all time." he says with a slight chuckle.

I laugh a little, "Don't want that b-brat having all the f-fun." I say with a small smile.

"W-Well I should g-get back now." I say and stand up slowly.

"Come back here anytime. I'm always here." he says, "I'll tell them that the room doesn't need sealed anymore."

"Thanks pg." I say and go to walk out.

"One more thing kid." he says and stands up giving me a big hug from behind, "Be good."

He walks out before me and I just stand there a while.

Not even my parents do that to me...

I walk out and I don't see him anywhere.

I walk back to the table, "W-Where's Timmy?" I ask sitting down.

"He was just here... Timmy!" my parents call out.

There's no response, "TIMMY!" they try again.

But nothing I look around and catch Timmy walking to the back with pg.

I smile slightly and just sit back.

(AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)

(Testing is going on rn and then finals are gonna be here soon. Updates will probably be really slow.)

(But I hope y'all do well in school and have a great week <3)