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We've gotten better looks at the Toy and Withered Animatronics from Dawko's Charity Stream. We also gotten other images from Razzbowski. They look so Good. As well as new images from collider.
Summary: Held captive by Michael Afton it doesn't bring your spirit down. Family secrets get revealed as a reunion might not take long to present itself. [Series]
Wrists rubbed against the rope, causing friction. Trying to increase your movement. Hands tight around the duck’s head. Your gaze dropping on Michael nearby. Pacing around, scratching the back of his head thoughtfully. “Next round will be free of tickets, bring your children, take a seat.” You called out, making Michael turn his head at you.
Smirking at the clear agitation in his expression. “Last seats! Last seats!” Bouncing a bit on the plastic duck you were strapped to. “You think this is funny?” Michael grunted out with a glare.
Pulling your shoulders up with a smile to taunt him even more. “Seeing you on that bunny would.” Gesturing with your head at the plastic bunny near you. Michael flared his nostrils, storming over to you. Grabbing a tight hold of the pole.
“Want to go for a ride?” You let slip out with a cheeky smile. He tensed his expression more at you. “Bet this thing doesn’t work anymore.” You said giving the plastic duck a kick with your heels. “Oh, I’m sorry I wasn’t aware my lady wished to ride the merry-go-round.” Clear mockery in his tone.
“Would’ve been fun though.” You mumbled under your breath. Michael caught a whiff of it, curling up a smile. He whistled loud. Your eyes widened hearing the loud thumping of the animatronics. Slowly they emerged from different sides. “What are you doing?” You hissed back at him. Michael booping your nose. “I thought you wanted a ride?”
Toy Freddy and Bonnie approached you. Michael stepped back. Gesturing at them to turn the merry-go-round. With little to hold on to, your expression tensed. Toy Freddy grabbed one of the poles. Moving his arm back, swinging it forwards with force.
Bringing the merry-round in motion. Shrieking and creaking it swung, letting you go for a round. Michael chuckled amusingly, humming a tune as he orchestrated along with his hands. Toy Freddy and Bonnie making sure the merry-go-round kept spinning.
“Stop!” You called out, wanting it to stop. With their force the merry-go-round spun faster than any normal one would. Feeling motion sickness come up. Stomach turning, head spinning. The world blurring past. “Stop!” Repeating with an aggravating scream.
Michael only hummed louder, looking mockingly back at you. When you thought you might get lost in your dizziness, Michael snapped his fingers. Toy Bonnie putting his hand out, stopping the merry-round with a sudden stop. Making you crash forwards from the impact. Groaning loud at the duck’s head bumped in your stomach.
Panting loud, you turned your gaze at Michael with a glare. His devious chuckle, humbled you instantly. He exhaled deep, setting his hands behind him on one of the tables. You blinked surprised when toy Chica approached, holding something in her hand. “For you.” She said, head tilting with that slow blink.
“Oh, look you’ve earned a gift.” Michael pitched in with amusement. You stared at the cupcake plush she was offering you. Shooting him a glare, you knew it was just another toying jab at you from him. Smiling deviously back at him, you yanked at your tied up wrists. “Looks like I can’t accept the gift.”
Toy Chica turned to look at Michael. Michael gave her a dismissive gesture. Making her step back with a down head. Squinting your eyes, you glared his way. “You two are good buddies.” You spoke. “No one else wanted to play with you?” Pouting your lips at him.
Then curling up a smile to rub your mockery more in his face. “If I am correct, your sister’s only friends are animatronics.” He answered with a slight point. “My sister is a kid, you are just pathetic.” The response came out faster than you expected.
Annoyed, he looked away. Sighing loud, you let your gaze go over the toy animatronics. Glancing over your shoulder at the doors. “What time is it?” You asked. “Need to be on time for bed?” He laughed out. Ignoring his ridiculous comment, you rolled with your eyes.
“No, Michael!” Enhancing the pronunciation of his name to tease him. “I have a very worried and capable brother if you recall.” Reminding him of your relative. “If he would find his sister not home, he’d start his rampage.” Filling in more for him.
Michael chuckled amusingly. “My dear Y/n, why would I care?” Crossing his arms with a silly glance at you. Sighing loud, you prepared yourself to paint the picture for him. “Let me put the scenario together for you. If I’m not home and Mike finds out. He’ll be enraged, calling dearest Vanessa for her help, she’s a cop by the way.” Adding to get the picture better.
“They…” Pausing your words at the sudden expression on Michael’s face. Making you narrow your eyes at him. “You know Vanessa, her name rings a bell.” Asking him. “Oh her name rings more than a bell, Y/n.” Michael answered. Removing himself from against the table, he approached you. Getting on the merry-go-round, standing by your plastic duck. “She’s my sister.” He casually dropped.
Gasping loud in shock, you took a good glance at him. Trying to see the family resemblance. “Wait…if Vanessa is your sister then…” Mind spiraling with the realizations. “Yes.” Michael whispered out long.
Struggling against the restraints, you wanted to punch him in the face. “Your father killed my little brother!” Shouting accusingly at him. The old man wasn’t around anymore, so the nearest one to him had to receive your wrath.
Kicking your foot at him, Michael groaned in pain. Stumbling back. Out of fury, he grabbed your chin firm. Pushing your head slightly back. “I should’ve known.” You said between clenched teeth at him. Michael let out a breathy laugh, drawing his finger down your cheek.
“And still you can’t look away from me.” He spoke as your eye contact remained. Staring intensely back, feeling his expression slowly un-tense. Letting his gaze dart across your eyes and down. He released his grip from around your chin, taking a step back with a deep exhale.
Clearing his throat, he increased the distance between you two. Averting your gaze down, you tried to get a grip of what hold he seemingly had over you. Rubbing your wrists against the ropes, they were starting to hurt. “Are you going to leave me here?” Calling out to him. Michael rubbed his lips thoughtfully. "Undecided." He answered. “Then decide, my butt is all numb!” Saying snappy back at him.
“Also I’m hungry!” Adding as it made Michael groan loud. He moved away, only to stop. Close his eyes, cursing quietly at himself before returning to you. Getting on the merry-go-round to untie you.
“Aww I knew you’d warm up to me.” You couldn’t help but comment. “Shut up!” Michael groaned out. The rope dropped to the ground as he helped you off. Muscles too stiff from sitting in that position for several hours now.
Turning to his side, toy Freddy held out the rope in his hand for him. Michael thanked him with a smile. “You are no fun.” You mouthed to toy Freddy as Michael tied your wrists together again.
Pulling at the rope, he dragged you along. Leading you away from the main area. Bringing you back to the security room. Pushing you down on the chair away from the desk. “No funny business.” He let out. Holding your tied up hands up, with an innocent smile.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Trying hard not to hide that smile of yours. Michael sighed loud, setting his hands on the desk. Gaze catching something quick. Making him look more precise at the computer screen. Grabbing the screen as he curled up a smile. “Looks like we have company.” He said with a smile.
He showed the screen to you with a smile. Your eyes widened seeing Vanessa in the main room. Taking in air, you prepared yourself to call out her name. Yet Michael was faster, stuffing his hand over your mouth. “Let’s not ruin the surprise, Y/n.” Smirking down at you. You licked his palm, making him pull back with a strange glance.
He widened his eyes, expecting you to scream or call out her name. Yet you only tilted your head a bit at him. Smiling tauntingly back at him. Gesturing with your eyes at the ground, you made your intentions clear.
Michael swallowed hard, tensing his jaw. Yet willingly go down to his knees. Close to begging you not to slip a word out. You got up, smirking at him. Holding your tied up hands to him. Exhaling softly, he moved his hands up. Undoing the knot to release the rope from around you.
Rope dropping with a soft thud to the ground. Taking his chin, you forced him to look up at you. Bringing a finger to your lips. Showing him you wouldn’t utter a word. Michael swallowed nervously, taking your hand by his chin.
Pulling it off, his fingers remained over yours. Blinking surprisingly as it took him a great deal of strength to let go of your hand. The scream broke the tension, making both turn your head in the direction. Knowing it could mean only one thing. Vanessa.
