hi! Can you pls make a fiction about the movie! Michael Afton and the reader is his daughter, and she's been living with Vanessa for a few years (I literally get some aunt vibe from Vanessa), and she's 1-2 years older than Abby. In the second movie, when Michael corners Vanessa, Mike, and Abby (the scene where Mike first meets Michael), the reader bursts in because she also knows everything about Freddy’s, while Michael is just shocked because he's seeing his daughter again after all these years (another reason for the shock is that Reader has a lot of scars on her body, because she literally jumped over the fence at summer camp and rode a bike with a broken leg just to be able to come to Freddy's, to save her aunt.) have a nice day!
Hi, how are you? I tried to make it as similar as possible to what you asked for, I hope you like it.
Warning! Paternal abandonment, Daddy issues.
Apparently, the father's bad temper runs in the Afton family. You were a child who was 'abandoned' with your aunt when you were almost two years old. You have no idea who your mother was; she died when you were very young. But unfortunately, you knew your father, Michael Afton, a man who, in your eyes, was a scoundrel, a rogue. The last time you saw him was at your 5th birthday party. He gave you a doll, held you in his arms, and sang "Happy Birthday" with you. That was the last day you saw your father. You knew he was alive because of your aunt Vanessa, but you already considered yourself an orphan.
Life was good now, your grandfather, by the glory of God, was dead, you had just turned 15, and you had a wonderful relationship with your Aunt Vanessa. But you could see that something was bothering your aunt; she seemed distant. She's there, at the breakfast table, her mind elsewhere.
"Auntie? Is everything alright?"
you asked, worried about her. She, in turn, gets such a fright that she almost spills her coffee.
"Y/N, you scared me, sweetie. Yes, Auntie's fine. Come have breakfast with me, I made eggs just the way you like them."
"Aunt, I know you don't like me talking about this, but I had another dream about my father"
you say, looking at the eggs.
"Was it different this time? Or was it just another dream like the others?"
"The same, he kissed me on the forehead and left. I called him and called him, he heard me, but ignored me, probably just like he's been doing for the last ten years."
You stop and look at her.
"Aunt, why doesn't my father love me?"
Vanessa froze. She knows what her father's male presence has done to her life. She's even grateful that Michael is absent from his niece's life, but imagine how much you suffer.
"I love you, you're my niece, my companion, you're my little girl. Your father, unfortunately, is a copy of your grandfather. It's better this way. You don't have his love, but you are loved."
This, in a way, comforted you, comforted the emptiness inside you, an emptiness you overflowed with hatred for your father.
The day went by normally, you finished breakfast, got dressed, and went to the bus stop to wait for the bus (obviously). When you got on, you ran into Abby, your aunt's 'boyfriend's' sister, talking about the animatronics, and that sent a chill down your spine. You know everything: about your grandfather's murders, the souls in the animatronics, and all the crap your Aunt Vanessa tries to keep you clean about, but unfortunately, it still affects you. You sit on the bench in front of her and listen to her talk about the science fair. In a way, even though you're not in the same class or the same age, you interact all the way to school, but a terrible anguish wouldn't leave your chest for anything. You just couldn't quite put your finger on what it was.
The day passes and you're left agonizing over that feeling. What could it be? A divine warning or a heart problem that would result in your death? God willing, it's the second option, because you wouldn't be able to handle it if it were a warning that something was going to happen to you or your aunt. With so many jumbled thoughts, you end up missing the bus back home, and you live a hell of a long way from school. So, (y/n), put those sticks you call legs to work! It's a long way. You pass a playground and see a father playing with his daughter, who apparently looks about 8 years old. This broke your heart because, despite all the hatred and resentment you had for your father, a part of you still longed for his love and attention, even after 10 long years.
When you finally get home (it's already night) and take off your coat, your aunt isn't there. She must be at her boyfriend Mike Schmidt's house, but your heart still hasn't rested. You grab the walkie-talkie you had with your aunt for emergencies and dial the intercom, but you hear nothing but some children's screams, a terrified voice in the distance, and a... familiar voice... you need to save your aunt, NOW. You grab your bicycle and ride off to Mike's house (the walkie-talkie has a tracker, police stuff your Aunt Vanessa, who's a police officer, gave you). You pedal in the cold night, but at one point a car invaded your space, causing you to lose control of your bicycle. You went up onto the sidewalk and crashed into a barbed wire fence. You were badly hurt, you'd have permanent scars later, but you'd deal with that later. You needed to save your beloved aunt, so you kept riding, heading towards the Schmidt's house.
You arrived and entered, only to be confronted with the two worst scenes of your life: your aunt cornered by animatronics trying to kill her, and...your father, Michael Afton.
you yelled. Everyone looked at you, including him, your father. The expressions of a spoiled child vanished from his face, replaced by shock, pure shock. You were him in a female version, a teenager, same eyes, nose, chin...his little daughter.
"No, not daughter, I don't have a father, but if you prefer to put it that way, stop it now, DAD, leave them alone. My aunt didn't do anything wrong."
He looked at you, your body too bruised, your gaze too cold.
"(y/n) I don't know what to say, you've grown so much, my daughter."
He approached and looked closely at you, tears in his eyes that simply refused to fall. At that same moment, the old animatronics entered and finished off the toys, thus ending his plan to continue your grandfather's insane legacy. He looked at you after ten years. You expected a hug, an apology, but all he did was run away, just like in your dream.
Everyone left the house, your aunt argued with her boyfriend, and you stayed at the door, watching him leave as quickly as possible. Your aunt appeared sadly behind you,
"He left again, Aunt, he ran away again."
you said while your heart was broken once more by the man who should have loved you most in the world.
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