Romantic Plot

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cartoonstxrys

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"Alright, class, I'm needed in the principal's office. Continue reading chapter 5 to yourselves quietly while I'm gone," the teacher instructed as she hung up the phone.

Being a room full of rebellious teens, though, as soon as the teacher was out of earshot, the whole class started talking. You chose to sit in the back of the classroom, hoping to never be called on. You didn't have anybody to talk to, as you were too shy--nor were any of your friends in the same class--so you resorted to eavesdropping.

"Yeah, sorry I couldn't make it. I had to take my sister to some stupid pizzeria," you heard a guy grunt.

"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza?" another asked--the familiar name made you widen your eyes.

"How'd you know? Have you been stalking me?"

"Dude, it's the only pizzeria anywhere near us."

"Oh--"

Their conversation faded out as you thought. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. It was a place you hadn't heard about in years. You used to love going to that place as a kid.

"Everyone shut up, she's coming back," the class 'watchman' hissed.

He ran back to his desk as the whole class hushed down. Everyone acted calm and casual as the teacher walked back in.

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You listened to your music as you walked home from school. You were lucky you didn't get caught not paying attention. You were too busy thinking of that pizzeria: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

'It's probably still open . . .' you thought. 'I mean . . . it wouldn't hurt to go. For nostalgia's sake.'

You slowed down, pulling your phone from your pocket. You opened the messaging app and started texting your mother.

I'm gonna take a detour on the way home, if that's okay?

It didn't take but a few seconds for her to reply: That's okay. Just be sure to be back before curfew.

Will do. Love you

You stopped your music and shoved your phone back in your pocket. You quickened your pace.

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As you entered Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, the scent of pizza filled your nose. You could faintly hear children laughing and screaming from the other room.

"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza!" the cashier greeted you, making you tense. "Do you have a reservation, or are you just visiting?"

"Um, j-just visiting," you uttered nervously.

"Okay! Would you like to order something?"

"Uh, sure. Er- Just a . . . a regular pizza and a soda."

"Got it! Take a seat in the dining room and we'll bring your food out to you as soon as it's ready," they told you, their cheery facade never dimming.

"Thank you."

You quietly sighed a breath of relief as you walked away. When you entered the Dining Area, you were greeted by the sight of children running around wildly. A rush of nostalgia made you smile as you looked around. Everything was exactly the same.

You walked over to a table and took a seat that was the farthest away from everyone. You saw that the curtains of the stage were closed, indicating that the animatronics were "taking a break." If your memory served you right, the next show would start in just a minute.

"Here's your meal," a voice made you look over.

"Oh, th-thank you," you mumbled bashfully as they set your food and drink in front of you.

The lights dimmed down some, and the curtains opened, making everyone--including you--look. You saw Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie standing on stage. You smiled, remembering back to your childhood memories of the animatronics.

As the pulled out your sketchbook, music started playing. 'Aww, I remember this!'

You quietly hummed along to the music, already knowing every note to it. You started to draw the animatronics, glancing over to them every few seconds to make sure you got certain details right. You noticed--each time you looked--that Freddy was looking at you. Whether it was just coincidental, or he was watching you, you weren't sure.

As you finished the sketch of your drawing, the show ended. The animatronics got off stage to visit, like they usually did after a show. You started to ink your sketch, when you heard heavy footsteps approach.

"Hello there! My name's Freddy Fazbear!" You looked up to see Freddy standing beside you. "What's yours?"

"Oh, my name's (Y/N)," you replied--though a little nervous, it was somehow better to talk to him since he was an animatronic.

"Sorry for staring," Freddy apologised. "I just couldn't help but notice how beautiful you were."

"Wh- Oh, thank you," you mumbled, your whole face going red.

"Did you enjoy the show? I sure did." Freddy winked at you, making you blush again.

"Er--"

"Woah, did you draw that?" Freddy wondered, pointing and looking at the drawing in your small sketchbook.

"Yeah."

"It looks so good!"

"Ah, thank you," you chuckled nervously, scratching the back of your neck.

"So, what brings you to the pizzeria?" he asked.

"The nostalgia. I used to come here as a child all the time. I have such fond memories of this place," you explained, smiling.

"That's so nice to hear! That's exactly what we aim for," Freddy gushed.

The two of you continued talking. Every now and then, Freddy would make a flirty comment, to which you would blush and become flustered. Your conversation was interrupted when you heard a beep come from inside Freddy's head.

"Well, that's my cue! I've got to get back on stage," Freddy said.

"Oh, okay. Bye, then," you replied, nodding.

"I hope to see you again." Freddy winked, before walking back to stage.

Freddy and the other two performed a "goodbye" show, telling everyone that it was closing time. You put your sketchbook back in your backpack, then continued eating the rest of your pizza and drinking the rest of your soda.

As the show ended and the curtains closed, everyone started getting up from their tables and leaving. You lagged behind a bit, so you wouldn't accidentally bump shoulders with someone.

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Tears pricked your eyes as you yawned. You were lying down on your bed, doing homework.

"Dangit," you hissed, finding that you had zoned out again and drew another doodle of Freddy.

You couldn't stop thinking about him. You looked over the sheet of paper, seeing doodles everywhere. You noticed one of you and him together. You quickly scribbled and erased it, blushing.

'Am I seriously getting feelings for him?' you thought, somewhat mocking yourself.

You sighed in defeat. You decided to go to bed, figuring that you wouldn't be able to focus long enough to finish your homework. It was the end of the week anyway, so you had the whole weekend to finish it.

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You and Freddy had gotten closer in the last couple weeks. He was near constantly flirting with you. You even occasionally got brave enough to flirt back.

"You know, I've never really seen anyone as beautiful as you," Freddy commented.

"You're not too bad yourself," you teased, winking at him.

Freddy laughed, and you laughed with him. He suddenly stopped, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you towards him. He then pressed his lips against yours, kissing you.

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You abruptly woke, sitting up. Your face was steaming.

'Okay, maybe I do have feelings for him,' you admitted bashfully.

You looked over, seeing through the window, that it was daytime. It was also Saturday, so you didn't have to worry about rushing to get up or anything.

You rolled over in bed, grabbing your phone off the dresser. You scrolled through your social medias and listened to your music, when you came across an ad for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

'A job? Hmm, I do need one anyway, so why not? It was my favourite place when I was a kid after all . . . I'll also get to see Freddy again.'

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(A/N) Sorry if the ending seems rushed, I wasn't sure what to add ^~^;