FNAF w/ Reader: Bite of '87

'Freddy Fazbear's pizza's a nice place I guess..' You thought to yourself as you took a sip of your soda and glanced around the pizzeria. "H-H-Hey ____! H-How's it g-g-going going going?" Toy Chica spoke, with a small glitch in her words. You sighed and rolled your eyes "Leave me alone Chica..". "Awww..W-What's wrong? Le-Le-Let's party!" The animatronic voice box said joyfully. You shrugged "There's nothing to do here though..". Toy Chica giggled "There's loads of f-f-fun stuff to do do do here at Freddy's!". "Like what?" You replied with a tiny amount of annoyance. Chica giggled the same exact giggle once again "You c-c-could play the games, listen to Freddy's b-b-band, and you can e-even visit Kid's C-C-Cove! Toy Foxy could use some compan-y-y!".

You glanced down and slightly smiled "Yeah...I guess you're right....Thanks, Chica". "No-No problem!" The yellow animatronic chicken replied, walking away. You got out of your seat and walked towards the arcade, but something compelled you to go Kid's Cove and check it out. Even though it was for toddlers you decided to just take a peak, nothing more. You walked past a few running kids and arcade games when you see a security guard in Kid's Cove. He's staring at Toy Foxy who is lying on the ground, taken apart by children. The security guard sighed and tried to put the robbotic hand back on Toy Foxy that just fell off. "Oh, um..you need help, sir?" You asked, stepping closer. He turned his head towards you and smiled "Oh, uh..s-sure!".

You ran up to him and helped him attatch the metal hand back onto Toy Foxy. "Thanks, kid! I'm Jeremy by the way" The security guard said happily. You smiled and nodded "No problem, Jeremy! I'm, ____". You looked down at the animatronic fox "Wow...that thing's really broken, huh?". Jeremy slightly nodded "Yeah..I guess. The younger kids just kept tearing it apart....the staff calls em' The Mangle". You scratched the back of your head "That makes sense...so why are you here? What are you supposed to-" "Watch Mangle" He inturrupted "..And just make sure he...uh..she..*sigh* it doesn't hurt anyone".

You slightly tilted your head "Huh? H-Hurt anyone?". Jeremy's eyes widened, like he wasn't exactly supposed to tell you that "Oh..well....um...it's just..you know..malfunctions and s-stuff. I don't really like it here. Maybe you should go" He nervously said, gently and harmlessly pushing you away.

The Mangle's eyes glowed and it rose up. "Hey Jeremy! Just came to check on ya!" A security guard walked in with a nametag that says "PG". The security guard gasped "Jeremy! Look out!". You ducked as you saw The Mangle's jaw snap...........onto Jeremy's frontal lobe.

You, along with other kids around you screamed. So did parents. The Mangle growled and emitted a loud radio noise as blood dripped from its metal snout. "OH MY GOD! CALL 911!!" Another security guard shouted. 'PG' stepped back, in horror and complete shock as he grabbed the emergency phone and dialed 911. The last event for the restaraunt turned horribly devastating.