•Finally, some Goldie time! Also I wanted to get this out for Valentine's day but alas :')
•Also I'm sorry???? Why does this book have 2K reads... I- *Flustered noises* I do not know how to properly response to these other than many thank yours, hugs and kisses :'D <3 I'll try updating more frequently!
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𝟚𝕟𝕕 ℙ𝕆𝕍
You slowly began opening your eyes, immediatly beginning to shiver lightly from the cold and how uncomfortable it was. Holding your head, you sat up with an annoyed growl and focused your vision, looking around the room "Where is this...? Not my room that's for sure." You mumbled and got up from the bed, cringing once seeing that you had other clothes on but your underwear and undershirt was still the same, it was rather annoying from how they rubbed against your body, still slightly damped from the water.
"You seem uncomfortable, [Y/N]." You flinched at the sudden voice in the room, looking and turning around to find them, only to then feel hands on either side of your shoulders from behind you. Dear God. All this turned around was making you dizzy, you looked behind one final time and saw a blond, he seemed really similar to Freddy by apperance and features, except his eyes. They were completely black out with only two white, seemingly glowing dots acting as pupils "I am..." You confirmed, blinking in surprise at his apperance, did he and Freddy happen to be somewhat related
Goldie was pleasantly surprised by your ability to stay calm in this situation. Was being with the others numbed you out to everything "How? I'm pretty sure I changed your clothes... Except your underwear, I heard you're all rather sensitive when it comes to someone else taking them off."
"Well thank you for considering that, least I didn't have to go through the extra embarrassment but I can still get sick..." You laughed awkwardly, finding his reasoning sort of cute "You'll still get sick? You people really are so fragile." The blond sighed, finally removing his hands from you, the way he worded it had given you an idea on what he might be 'By you people he probably means normal people. So he's an animatronic...' You hummed and stared up at him, he didn't seem similar to any animatronic you've heard about... Except...
Goldie tilted his head as he stared right back at you, notice how you had dissociated into thoughts 'I suppose seeing them from this close isn't that bad.' He thought to himself, being able to finally see your eyes, he stared at you for a few seconds while you slept but it was fun watching your expression shift, turning into a confused and like you were in deep thoughts "Am I that handsome for you to stare this boldly." Goldie couldn't help but to laugh, it was good to see another reaction other than the painful expression of whoever he's killing or screaming of anger.
"O-oh sorry." You quickly apologized, embarrassment filling you up, even more so when he laughed again at your blushing expression "U-um anyways, you know my name but I don't yours." You showed a small smile, curious -and quickly being able to chang the subject. Was he also an animatronic you haven't gotten to meet yet? Probably "So? You are?" Goldie stared at you for a good second, it has been so long since he probably introduced himself and didn't kill a person after- wait, yes he'd kill you- well, no but- he hasn't decided yet...
"I... I'm Golden Freddy, my suit hasn't been used for a long time so you might not know me, but the others call me Goldie." The blond actually mustered a soft smile your way, it came so easily for a reason he wasn't sure of, Goldie couldn't help but think he was being a bit too awkward with his introduction, could you blame him? It's been so long since he's formally introduced himself to anyone "Golden Freddy..." You mumbled that name again, in confusion before your eyes widened in realization "I know you... you mean Fredbear right?"
The sudden, all too familiar name had Goldie flinch, a cold, malicious intent overtaking the previous pleasant emotion as he suddenly glared at you "How do you know about that?" His sudden change of act caused you to regret opening your mouth 'Ahh how do I go about this...' At this point it was obvious Goldie was the one you bumped into and mistook for Freddy 'I'm kidnapped... I wonder how I can get out of here-' Your line of thoughts was interrupted when Goldie stepped closer to you, his fierce glare made you break in a cold sweat, would he kill you if you misspoke?
"My... My best friend Michael-" The second you mentioned Michael's name Goldie's face seemed to twist into anger and hatred even further "His dad, I think, really liked animatronics and owned a location, the memory is a bit blurry but we always went over to that dinner when we were younger, so I just remember Fredbear and Spring Bonnie and they were golden suits... I was just wondering if you were him specifically, or a version of Fredbear." You quickly tried explaining, somehow, Mike's family was always a foggy and blurry memory to you, you knew he had an accident with a few of his siblings but you just... Couldn't remember.
You were so used to the main 4 core animatronics so when you changed cities and saw Fredbear's Family Dinner, an older themed location, you were disappointed but quickly got used to them. Then an... Accident happened and the suits were shipped off to somewhere else, a Fazbear's location didn't open again until last year but you were too busy with moving and work to go check it out, the designs seemed way more modern from when you caught glimpses of ads about the grand reopening.
"Don't you remember the accident?" Goldie questioned sternly making you frown "No... Not really, it's strange. I don't remember a lot about the dinner, or Mike's family." You had to wonder, nobody was ever home when you visited though you were sure Mike had two younger siblings.
"... He must've done something to you then." Goldie decided, trying to calm down, you didn't seem to be lying, and Goldie could tell lies easily. How come you were still so calm? Goldie didn't understand, were you immune to death threats and super human being after being with the others for so long, he did have the desire to see you squirm and cry, maybe it would look cute... Still, there was no desire to kill you at all, how weird.
"Believe me, I know Mike well enough, he's too protective of me to even touch a hair on my head if he thought I'd get hurt." You chuckled, stepping uncomfortably away from him and deciding to sit down instead, you needed a change of clothes 'So he did something to make sure you wouldn't remember anything, then he can appear to you in s better light.' Goldie chuckled, impressed by how the spawn of Satan was working, were you that important to him?... Maybe he should do something to you, it would anger Mike if that were the case.
"Can I call you Goldie for short? You don't seem to really like Fredbear." You suggested, smiling lightly, not wanting to anger him and possibly get your life subscription cancelled "You should've introduced yourself to me at the beginning, why don't you hang out with the others?" You asked, having been looking at your clothes that you were wearing, only then did you notice the hand lightly grabbing your jaw and making you look at Goldie "I don't really like hanging out with the others, and I'm sure the rest hate me too." You frowned, how long have these guys been like this for him to be alone. Goldie stared at you, should he crush your jaw? But he wanted Mike to see how you were suffering or hurt.
"Are... Are you okay?" You asked, worry evident in your voice which made him frown in confusion and caught him off guard "Yes... I am... Why do you ask?" Goldie mumbled, observing the position the two of you were in, he could hurt you at this very moment, and then make you suffer just to annoy the other animatronics and Mike, why were you worried about him.
"Aren't you lonely? Being like this for... How many years?" You wondered, the questions actually annoying Goldie quite a bit "I don't need your pity [Y/N]... You should be scared of me." Goldie sighed, his glare on you lightly softened, if you knew what he did to that little kid you wouldn't act like that... But you would hate Mike too in return right? That somewhat comforted him... Maybe he should tell you that instead instead of physically hurting you.
"... Dude if you just wanted to spend time with someone you could've asked, not kidnapped me." You sighed, making Goldie glare at you in annoyance again "I told you, I don't care about that." Despite how Goldie had you scared, you couldn't help but to chuckle, the less scared you were of these animatronics the better they acted towards you 'What are they? IT?' You jokingly thought to yourself "But isn't it better to hang out with me, or someone, rather than be alone?" You asked, trying to keep calm and collected through it all.
"I... wouldn't exactly know how that feels... It's been so long..." Your expression softened once Goldie calmed down, letting go of you but still staying close, having sat down next to you to the point of touching your arm with his "And I don't really get along with the others." Goldie supposed it's... Nice, having to talk to someone about this "Why is that?" You only had to wonder, weren't they all in the same situations? Why wouldn't they stick like a tight group.
"They're all annoying." The answer made you freeze up and want to laugh from how blunt Goldie was being "And even more so lately, apperantly I'm too sadistic and dangrous to be near you." Goldie mocked in a higher pitched voice and then grumbled, if you weren't given as much freedom and room to move around you would've agreed "Just because I still actively kill people doesn't mean I can't be nice to them..."
You had to blink for a few seconds "... By the awkward silence I assume you also understood how contradictory that was." You turned to awkwardly look at him, Goldie's expression was complex, he looked angry but at the same time up art and sad "... Is there any reason? You kill, I mean." You knew it wouldn't make it right, but any attempt to comfort Goldie could lead to less kills and you not seeing God or Satan anytime soon.
"Whichever... Spirit has brought me to life first won't calm down despite how many years have passed..." Goldie started, clenching his jaw in annoyance as he remembered Bonnie's words "I do admit... I find the powers helpful and extraordinary, it feels amazing being stronger than the rest but... No matter how many times I try to convince or tell myself, killing and hurting someone sends a rush of excitment through me. I... Don't want to like it but I do, maybe because of them or because I'm in denial and it's just me..." Goldie's bitter smile broke your heart, being stuck for so many years in isolation and not understanding your situation must be a terrible experience to go through.
"Has there... Been any other thing or action that had a stronger impact on your emotions rather than killing?" You asked, raising a hand to gently place it on his shoulder, making Goldie glance at you, still his body stayed unmoving "No... I haven't done anything or had the option to." He hates to admit it but he likes fighting with the others, even if it's just banter, they're better company than staying alone with his homicidal thoughts and needs.
You frowned, your hand moving over from his shoulder to the side of his head, gently pulling him to you so Goldie's head laid on your shoulder "Well... I don't know if it's the same but... Maybe being friends with me and the others can help? Having people to lean on?" You suggested, your hand stroking through his hair and gently scratching at his scalp, the action had Goldie quiet down, he forgot how to breath for a few seconds before exhaling, he didn't want to move despite the uncomfortable position on his side, he was taller than you so his neck has started to get tingle from the annoying pressure. If he moved you might take it like an indication to let go and stop, Goldie didn't want that, he felt... Better. Way better than before, it was similar to the rush of excitment he got when seeing the pain of his victim's faces but this time it was different.
It was tranquil, almost serene, the screaming and crying of his previous victims replaced by your calm breathing and the enjoyment of your soft touches and head pats made him feel more alive than when he watched the life drain from someone's eyes. Was this all happening because you were hugging him and keeping him so close? 'It's like a new drug.' Goldie let a soft chuckle escape his lips, daring to nuzzle closer to you 'My new addiction...' Goldie unconsciously decided.
"Goldie?" Your voice snapped him out of it, making Goldie quickly fumble to remember what you had asked and answered quickly.
"The others won't agree to you being friends with me. They also hate me too much to stay in my presence for long..." Goldie finally found the words to speak, the warm temperature on his face was annoying- was Goldie blushing?? "I choose my own friends." You huffed "Mike didn't want me being friends with the other animatronics, so it wouldn't be fair to you if I singled you out because Freddy and the others don't want me to be friends with you, Goldie." The way you muttered out his name so gently had Goldie shudder for a reason, he pursed his lips, redness on his face getting brighter and hotter.
"I'm dangrous you know... There's a reason the others didn't want you to meet me, I could kill you... I was planning to if you didn't entertain me." Goldie admitted, the sudden realization to smack himself for saying that was immediatly prominent "Yeah well... So did Bonnie last night, he thought I was an intruder and was planning on taking me to parts and services. Freddy kinda choked me at first and slammed me to a wall and that wasn't an accident." You chuckled, the memories were terrifying but it was funny how they are now compared to when you first met "And Foxy choked me... On accident, Chica's the only one who hasn't done anything yet- well maybe crushing me half to death with those hugs."
The way you laughed had Goldie split in a dilemma, he loved it, it sounded like music to his ears because of how close he was but it was also annoying, the others being the reason for your laughter and you was annoying "I'm sure Mike has nearly killed us both at least 3 times and you kidnapped me... Is it even a friendship if one of you didn't try to kill me first?" Although you found the joke funny, Goldie didn't, he wanted to look better than the others in your eyes.
Finally, getting over the childish fear of you stopping from petting his head, Goldie moved. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer and you had to stop and freeze when you were pulled to his lap 'Well now...' You awkwardly stood still, relaxing only after your brain processed your situation and position, then continued to pat him when Goldie started to nuzzle your neck 'I really need to get out of here...'
Goldie frowned, making contact with your skin was rather pleasant but he couldn't help the worry that overtook him "You're cold... Humans aren't suppose to be this cold right?" Goldie hummed, looking up at you in concern, your heart nearly melting at how his expression was and how gentle his tone had turned to 'I might make a book, how to befriend animatronics 101. First page is going to be titled: Be a therapist.' You chuckled to yourself, but this was a good opportunity.
"It's because I was soaked wet from the rain before, I need to change everything then take a shower. I might catch a cold" You explained, suddenly remembering your hair was probably a mess, you were definitely calling Mike to pick you up, fuck your argument, you weren't going home like this.
"I-I'm not blaming you Goldie..." You quickly clarified once noticing how Goldie's ears pinned down, probably in guilt, and it was, the remorse that overwhelmed Goldie was greater than all of the tingle of guilt he felt from all of his victims 'They're nice...' Goldie decided, too nice, he nuzzled you closer and closed his eyes, enjoying how he was warming you up 'I don't want to let them go... Can't...' Still he didn't want you to be sick. Maybe Goldie should sneak around and find any medicine to keep you from getting sick-
"You did your best with what you had but now, I need to leave-"
"YoU wANt tO lEAvE?"
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"Of course this would happen." Mike's sarcasm and snarl was evident in his tone, finally having arrived at the pizzeria he glared fiercely once seeing the animatronics, human form or not they were still monsters to him "Shut up." Freddy was the first to speak to him, glaring right back and stepping closer, knowing if he didn't contain himself and the others the they might attack and kill Mike. Freddy promised himself he'd be different after meeting you.
"Right now we have a similar goal, and that is to get [Y/N]-" Freddy sighed, trying to keep calm "Shut up. Don't you DARE utter their name." Mike hissed in anger, Freddy felt his eye twitch and from carelessness, or thinking it was deserved, he let Bonnie run past him. Charging at Mike and grabbed him by the collar, his eyes fiercely glaring at him "The only reason you're not laying dead on the floor right now is because of [Y/N]" Bonnie spat out, emphasizing your name as if to purposely anger Mike "I survived you the first time and I can again bunny bitch." Mike immediatly slapped Bonnie's hand away "Hah, only because I let you, I played well with you as a little plaything." Bonnie hummed, expression turning stoic before while glaring at Mike, then smirked "Oh how frantic and scared you were~ 'Oh they're gonna fucking kill me!'" Bonnie let out a laugh, hearing Foxy audibly let out a chuckle at how the purple haired male mimicked Mike as mockingly ad possible.
Mike's face turned red from anger and annoyance at how Bonnie kept mocking whatever he had panicky yelled on his first two nights "Or how ye passed out when I peaked in." Foxy added, Bonnie lost his composure and actually started laughing "HA! If it wasn't for Goldie dragging your ass away you would've died in that office." The purple haired male snickered, tilting his head and lightly grinning down at Mike. Angering the brunette further, if it wasn't for you he wouldn't help them even if they held a gun at his hand
"Bonnie, quit arguing with him. We need to save [Y/N]." Chica quickly walked to him and grabbed his arm, turning to glare at Michael, even scowling once making eye contact, anger started bubbling inside Mike when he noticed how Bonnie immediatly calmed down at the mention of your name "We better hurry up..." Foxy's voice quickly interrupted before Chica could say anything to Mike, he hated Michael too but you came first before whatever petty fight they had going on "Foxy's right, for now we need to work together." Freddy didn't sound happy, he wasn't and neither were the others.
'I... I need to get you away from them.' Michael decided, his hand having curled up in a fist, blood dripping down from how tight he had gripped it, holding back from punching anyone who uttered out your name.
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•My favorite past time: Making Bonnie insult and bully his rivals from his pettiness
•Also: This Chapter is unedited so sorry for the mistakes :')
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