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Hi I'm (y/n), I'm 18 years and am the daughter of a famous company called Freddy Fazbear's diner, yeah you heard me right, although I am not entirely happy with what had happened to the old animatronics but how would I know, I have never been inside that restaurant since he has had me go to a private school then when I turned 18 I came back home where he began to teach me the business of his diner so that one day I would take over.
As for me though it was good and bad, everybody saw me as the 'perfect kid' they always wanted, nobody knew of the dark secret that I carried and that my dad had kept quiet from the public. He doesn't seem the same anymore, at one point I never thought I would have the chance of freedom (since I was always stuck inside the house unless I needed to learn something outside but even then it was rare), I didn't know my chance would come sooner than expected.
(Your P.O.V)
"I must say (y/n) you have done better than I have when I was your age" he said to me one day after looking at my results "now I know that I haven't let you out for a long time but I have now decide to change that"
It took all of my will power not to get ecstatic and not jump like a child on sugar rush, my appearance was anything but pleasant, my once (s/c) skin had now turned a sickly pale, my (e/c) eyes were now used to the dull lightning in the mansion, if I were to go outside I would more than likely need some sunglasses because they were that sensitive, even if my curtains were always open (I don't even have a balcony for crying out loud).
"Starting tomorrow" he continued "I would like you to take position of a waitress since I don't have any people working in that position"
I nod "thank you dad" my voice sounded raspy since I only talked when I needed to.
"Now please get some sleep, you have a big day tomorrow and you look like you need the extra sleep"
He wasn't kidding, there were black bags under my eyes that you could carry books in, my (h/c) hair was ruffled and slightly greasy and I felt like I had not had a bath in weeks, all because I was up late trying to finish off my work and reading a book that my dad did not know about.
"I will expect you to be up around 8:30 tomorrow so you can get to the diner before 9:30" he got up from his comfy, spinning chair and gently pressed a kiss to my forehead like any dad would "good night sweetie"
I gave him a reply before getting up to leave, closing the door with a soft click of the handle. I never paid attention to where I was going, after all I had been here for so long I could have done this blind folded, I never even bothered to see the butler look at me with sadness and worry.
The moment I was in my room I quickly ran to the bathroom to get what I needed most, a proper bath and not just for my face and hair.
As I began to remove my clothes I immediately froze when I came to my trousers, I always froze here since it was hiding my deepest, darkest secret. For instead of a leg made of flesh and bone it was made of metal with wires and circuits.
My name is (y/n) Fazbear, part human and part unknown and this is my story.
Hi I'm (y/n), I'm 18 years and am the daughter of a famous company called Freddy Fazbear's diner, yeah you heard me right, although I am not entirely happy with what had happened to the old animatronics but how would I know, I have never been inside that restaurant since he has had me go to a private school then when I turned 18 I came back home where he began to teach me the business of his diner so that one day I would take over.
As for me though it was good and bad, everybody saw me as the 'perfect kid' they always wanted, nobody knew of the dark secret that I carried and that my dad had kept quiet from the public. He doesn't seem the same anymore, at one point I never thought I would have the chance of freedom (since I was always stuck inside the house unless I needed to learn something outside but even then it was rare), I didn't know my chance would come sooner than expected.
(Your P.O.V)
"I must say (y/n) you have done better than I have when I was your age" he said to me one day after looking at my results "now I know that I haven't let you out for a long time but I have now decide to change that"
It took all of my will power not to get ecstatic and not jump like a child on sugar rush, my appearance was anything but pleasant, my once (s/c) skin had now turned a sickly pale, my (e/c) eyes were now used to the dull lightning in the mansion, if I were to go outside I would more than likely need some sunglasses because they were that sensitive, even if my curtains were always open (I don't even have a balcony for crying out loud).
"Starting tomorrow" he continued "I would like you to take position of a waitress since I don't have any people working in that position"
I nod "thank you dad" my voice sounded raspy since I only talked when I needed to.
"Now please get some sleep, you have a big day tomorrow and you look like you need the extra sleep"
He wasn't kidding, there were black bags under my eyes that you could carry books in, my (h/c) hair was ruffled and slightly greasy and I felt like I had not had a bath in weeks, all because I was up late trying to finish off my work and reading a book that my dad did not know about.
"I will expect you to be up around 8:30 tomorrow so you can get to the diner before 9:30" he got up from his comfy, spinning chair and gently pressed a kiss to my forehead like any dad would "good night sweetie"
I gave him a reply before getting up to leave, closing the door with a soft click of the handle. I never paid attention to where I was going, after all I had been here for so long I could have done this blind folded, I never even bothered to see the butler look at me with sadness and worry.
The moment I was in my room I quickly ran to the bathroom to get what I needed most, a proper bath and not just for my face and hair.
As I began to remove my clothes I immediately froze when I came to my trousers, I always froze here since it was hiding my deepest, darkest secret. For instead of a leg made of flesh and bone it was made of metal with wires and circuits.
My name is (y/n) Fazbear, part human and part unknown and this is my story.
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This is just a preview for what is to come in my new story, it is meant to be the new animatronics and not the old ones although the old ones will make an appearance, I kind of got the idea for a robot leg from the Full Metal Alchemist. Hope you all enjoy.
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Oooh! I like that little twist at the end! Definitely want to read more!