A/N: Happy New Year!
I started playing Genshin Impact. I hate that I love it so much.
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"Shit!" you cursed as you hastily put on your work uniform.
"Bonnie, why the hell didn't you wake me up?!" You had 30 minutes left to get to the pizzaplex before the building locked you out.
"I did, but you kept saying '5 more minutes', '10 more minutes', '1 more hour'." He sassed.
"Don't use that tone with me, mister. I brought you back into this world, and I can easily take you out of it!" You threatened, causing the Roomba to retreat from your room.
You bumped into a wall while trying to dash out of your room and into the living room to grab some essentials for work.
You took the keys to the car and made your way to the front door.
"Hey Y/N, can we-" you slammed the door shut, not sparing any time to hear what your twin had to say, "...talk" she sighed.
"God, how do I even make it up to her..." April mumbled to herself.
"Well, you did hurt her," Bonnie chimed in.
"Huh? Who-" April looked around to find who responded, and her eyes landed on the vacuum.
"Oh, you're that creepy robovac thing Y/N brought in."
"Okay, I'm going to pretend I didn't just hear you call me creepy because I want to help you with your apology." Your twin furrowed her brows and started fidgeting with her cup of tea.
"What do you propose I do to get her to forgive me?"
"Y/N told me what went down at the party. I have to say, you were pretty harsh."
"I was drunk!"
"Is that an excuse for what you told her? I was informed that you couldn't hold your alcohol well, yet you still drank. You called her something she's been rebuked for her whole life. You are someone she cares about, someone she trusts and loves dearly, someone who she thought would never call her 'stupid' no matter how angry you were with her, and you spat it out like it meant nothing but a petty insult! I'll assist you with your apology, but you first need to realize how much your words affected her." Bonnie lightly scolded.
"I can't believe I'm getting help from a vacuum cleaner..." April muttered.
~
"Nessa~" you skipped towards the tired blonde.
"Oh, hey, Y/N," she yawned.
"How's my favorite nightguard doing?" you asked.
"The usual. The exhausting routine of having to walk around this dump. What about you? Didn't Mr. Smith give you some tasks for tonight?"
"I finished them a while ago. I wanna spend my free time with you!"
"That's really sweet, Y/N, but uh-" She looked at her phone and pretended that something urgent came up "Mr. Smith just texted me saying that I have to... check on some staff bot malfunction."
"Mr. Smith? That's weird... he told me he doesn't like getting up around this time. And why is he texting you? Do you have some experience in mechanics that I don't know about? What are you hiding from me, Ness-"
"Hey, your shoelaces are untied." You looked down and remembered that you were wearing crocs today.
"I don't have shoela- oh..." you lifted your head up to find that your coworker was nowhere in sight.
"Whatever, it's not like I wanted company or anything..." you pouted.
You were unsure about what to do with the extra time on your hands. You weren't really in the mood to annoy your daycare companion, tease your not-so-secret admirer, or do your usual bullshit.
You made the decision to use this time to catch up on some sleep in the locker rooms. However, you were not prepared to see what was behind those doors.
"Oh my god!"
You caught the blonde nightguard red-handed putting on the white rabbit costume.
"Nessa, you can't steal Randy's furry suit!!" You grabbed the mask from her.
"Hey! Give that back!"
"What the hell are you doing with the suit, Ness? It smells funky. Not even I would wear it, and that's saying something!" Vanessa's face grew red from embarrassment.
"Wait a second..." you looked at the blonde in disbelief, "Are you Randy??"
Vanessa blinked once... twice... and pinched the bridge of her nose.
The nightguard sighed, "Y/N... for the last time, it's Vanny, not Randy..."
You gasped.
"Nessa..." you put your free hand on her shoulder, "Are you a furry?"
"Y-Y/N, that's not- I'm not—" Vanessa couldn't help but stumble upon her words.
"Vanessa, I cannot support or partake in this behavior, but I still respect you as a person~"
"I'm not a furry! I just want to pay tribute to my boss," she explained with a face so red that it could rival a tomato.
"..."
"..."
"MR. SMITH IS A FURRY?!?"
"What?? Not Mr. Smith, Y/N! I'm talking about... someone else."
'Someone else? Do I know them? Although the rabbit suit seems familiar...' then it clicked.
Your eyes became wide as you finally put all the pieces together.
"ARE YOU PEEPAW'S SECRET LOVE CHILD?!"
"Y/N..." Vanessa rubbed her temples before an idea popped in her head.
"Hey, you know- I bet uh... 'Peepaw' is feeling lonely right now." The blonde knew her boss would chew her out later for bringing you to him, but if she didn't, she wouldn't get the job done within the night.
"I don't know... what if he's grouchier than usual." you pondered.
"Since when has that ever stopped you from harassing him..."
"You know what? Maybe I will grace him with my company!"
"Yeah, yeah, you do that." Vanessa waved you off as she grabbed her mask from your clutches and ran off.
~
You entered the basement to find the crusty rabbit organizing some cassette tapes. He noticed you come in from the corner of his eye and let out a heavy sigh.
"Hey Pops, what's good?"
"Everything until you showed up."
"What are you talking about? I'm practically blessing you with my presence!"
"No you're not, you're cursing me!!"
"Hmph, you'll learn to love me one day... They always do."
"What do you want?"
"Why, I just want to spend time with my illegitimate Peepaw~" You reached to give him a hug, but he placed a hand in front of you to keep the distance.
"No."
"But-"
"No."
Once he finished arranging the tapes, he finally looked at you and spoke.
"I want you to listen to all these."
"Woah, are these pirated movies? Count me in!"
"No! These are audio tapes."
"Lame." you deadpanned.
"If you don't listen to these tapes, I will come after your firstborn."
"I'm flattered that you think I would have kids, but it is very bold of you to assume I even want children in my crackhouse." It took every fiber in Afton's body to not strangle you right there and then.
"Fine! What will it take for you to listen to them?"
You stood there for a moment thinking carefully as to what you wanted. After all, opportunities like this don't come so often.
"Oh!" you stamped your fist down on your palm, "I have this new recipe that I'd love for you to try!"
You noticed the skeptical look he was giving you but you reassured him that you were a good cook and didn't have any plans to poison his meal.
Although he was still hesitant, he agreed to the terms. What did he have to lose?
You gathered all the logs and entered the room with the VHS player while Afton silently chuckled to himself at how smoothly his plan was going.
~
About 30 minutes have passed since you were given orders to watch all the tapes, and the rotting animatronic was losing his patience.
"What the hell is taking her so long..." He grumbled as he stomped towards the room you entered.
His anger rose when he found you watching pre-recorded tapes of his favorite soap opera.
You felt a pair of eyes burning at the back of your head and turned to see your crusty Peepaw glaring daggers at you.
"Look, Pops! I found some tapes on this show called 'The Immortal and The Restless'. I wonder if Vlad and Clara will ever rekindle their love..." You were about to pop another tape in the player, but a hand grabbed your wrist to prevent you from bingeing more episodes.
"Did you even listen to the logs like I told you to?"
Your mouth formed an 'o' shape as you realized why you felt like you forgot to do something.
"If you weren't essential for this plan, I would have killed you long ago!" he growled.
You scoffed, "You would have still kept me alive because you secretly adore me!"
"..."
"You are the most delusional person I have ever met."
"Love ya too, you old geezer"
"Whatever! Just listen to those damn tapes already!!" He grabbed the recordings of his soap opera and stormed out of the room, leaving you no choice but to listen to the logs.
"jUSt LiStEn to tHosE DaMN tApEs ALreAdy," you quietly mocked the serial killer.
Somewhere around the middle of listening to the logs, you felt your eyelids getting heavier. You swore that you had a decent nap before coming to work today. Little did you know that a certain rabbit was currently trying to gain control of your mind.
.
.
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You came out of the room looking exhausted even though it didn't take you more than 10 minutes to do what was asked.
"I'm done listening to those shitty tapes. What now?"
"Hold still."
"Wha-"
Everything around you became blurry and you felt yourself losing consciousness.
When Afton entered your head, he was surprised to find himself surrounded in darkness with nothing but a chained door.
He grumbled at this and began searching for something to unlock the door with.
He looked behind the door, walked around in the darkness for a key, and even tried to ram it open with his body.
Afton was on the verge of giving up until he tried the door knob.
The door opened.
"..."
"WAS IT OPEN THIS WHOLE FUCKING TIME?!"
Back in the outside~
Vanny had come back to the basement to find you lying unconscious on the ground with her boss near your body, seemingly powered down.
Afton woke up and found himself back in the real world. As soon as he laid eyes on your limp figure, he knew that it was time for the next phase of his plan.
"Get up."
You slowly opened your eyes, and the animatronic hybrid immediately noticed that your eyes changed from (e/c) to purple. That meant that the process worked, right? ...Right? He began to think of a simple task for you to do.
"Bring me the wrench by the table over there." He ordered.
"..."
"..."
"No❤️"
Afton was perplexed by your defiance. You were supposed to be under his control! He buried his face in his hands while figuring out what went wrong.
"...Vanny, get her out of here."
He needed some time to cool down otherwise he would take his anger out on you. You played a significant role in his plan, and he couldn't afford to have you be more brain-damaged than you already were.
The loyal follower was about to do her usual routine of dragging you out but a loud thump resounded in the room which caused the decaying animatronic to lift his head up to see his assistant lying unconscious on the ground.
He looked up at you and was met with an unsettling smile on your face with your eyes narrowing at him as if you planned on doing something worse than what you did to his follower. He also noticed that in your hand was the wrench he asked you to get.
Afton stared at you expectantly, waiting for your next move, but you just stood there... menacingly. He'd be lying if he said that a sense of dread didn't wash over him when you took a step closer.
After a minute of eerie silence, he had mustered up the courage to speak.
"Leave. Now."
"No❤️"
"I SAID GET OUT!"
"No❤️"
"̴͇̖͚̻̟͎̜͆͛̊O̴̡̗͙͈͚͆Ḅ̴͗͂̇̎Ẽ̸̞̃̔͛̇͂Y̷̞̝̾̎̃̂͊̋̚ ̵̗̹͍́͗M̸̩͓̟̅̾́̔́͆́̚E̴̍͂̈́́͜!̷̝͕͎̤̂̾͛̓̀͝!̵̼̬̪̺̺̩̙̈́́͂"̷̡̜͆̂̎̈́͋̇̀
"No❤️"
"VANNY WAKE THE FUCK UP! HOW COULD YOU LOSE TO A WEAKLING LIKE HER?!"
"It's not that she's weak, Pops~" Afton flinched when he realized you were behind him, "I'm just a really good technician." You swung the wrench to knock him out, but you didn't expect him to have fast reflexes when he suddenly dove down.
"Wow! Looks like you still got some pep in your step, Pops!"
"Enough!" He set you free from his failed attempt to get complete control over you and this resulted to you blacking out.
"Let's try this again when you wake up."
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A/N: Updated January 1, 2023
*dying noises*
I'm splitting this into 2 parts bc I can't stop procrastinating AGNESTG