A/n: so someone wanted Chica to eat Y/n...I'm not giving any names because I don't want people to go after him but you know who you are.

It was the next day at Fazbear's pizzeria and you had just started your shift. You start by shutting both doors.

Y/n: Alright now all I have to do is avoid-

You hear glass tapping and Chica was there kissing the glass.

Y/n: Chica.

She starts pounding on the doors.

Y/n: Good lucking trying to get that down it's Impossible-

One of Chica's arms makes a hole in the door and grabs you by the shirt.

Y/n: MANAGER YOU ARE A FUCKING LAIR.

Chica manages to get into the room and locks the door behind her.

Chica: Listen Y/n, their is something I want to ask you.

Y/n: Okay?.

Chica: Now don't freak out or get scared but Y/n, I want to eat you.

Y/n:...

Chica: You aren't weirded out by it right babe?.

Y/n: What the fuck!.

Chica: Calm down.

Y/n: No I will not calm down!-

Chica grabs your head and shoved it between her boobs then starts running her fingers through your hair.

Chica: Shh I understand that you don't want me to eat you Y/n but I did spare you last night-

Y/n: Chica wait I've got a manager who's probably better than me.

Chica picks you up by your arms.

Chica: Well I have to eat him next then.

Y/n: Chica wai-

Chica: Have a good time babe.

Y/n: no no no NO-

*Five hours later*

You wake up in the middle of the pizzeria.

Y/n: Oh thank god-

Chica: Had fun in me hun?.

You scream and back up from your girlfriend.

Chica: Honey what's wrong?.

Y/n: You ate me!.

Chica: yes I did but you were really good-

You start crying.

Chica: Aw I'm sorry sweetie, do you want a hug?.

Y/n: Yes.

Chica starts cuddling you and the manager walks in.

Manager: HEY I didn't pay you to cuddle with the chicken, I don't give a damn if you are dating it, now because of that I'm cutting your pay In half.

Chica grabs the manager and drags him into the bathroom and a few seconds later she comes out looking a little bit bigger.

Chica: here you go darling.

Chica places a stack of bills in your hand.

Y/n: Three hundred dollars!.

Chica: Hmm well you better go and rest and I should do the same.

Chica laughs then kisses you on the forehead.

Chica: have a goodnight babe.