sdxstudio

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 4

After a movie, Mike left yesterday. Patrice was sleeping in bed. Sadly, a doorbell rang, waking her up. She went in her long Pusheen t-shirt to the door. When she opened it, she saw Scott. He acted a bit weird. His hair was wagging, and he was stomping his foot.

Patrice: may I help you with something? It is 8AM on the Saturday. I hope the reason you came here is important.

Scott: well, uhhh. I just wanted to see you.

Patrice started to close the door, annoyed.

Scott: wait, wait! May I come in?!

Patrice opened the door and looked coldly at him.

Patrice: sure, but I'll go back to bed.

Scott happily walked in. Patrice closed the door and went back to her bedroom. She layed in bed again and tryed to fall asleep, facing the wall. She then felt something on her cheek. She opened eyes and looked that's up. Scott was nibbling her cheek.

Patrice: what in the world are you doing?!

Scott jumped away from her loud yelling. He putted his hands on his chinchilla ears. She saw that Scott got scared by it, so she lowered her voice.

Patrice: why would you do this?

Scott: I wanted to clean you a bit. You had a stain there.

She looked at him and saw that he was wearing her long light blue Christmas sweater with a dog on it. She yelled with a lowered voice.

Patrice: WHY are you guys like to wear my clothes?! You have your own!

Scott: I really like it. It smells really good. Like a fresh flower garden. Vincent likes those too, and I can see now why.

Patrice: uhhh!

Scott looked away, shy. Red face, but tail still wagging.

Scott: can I lay next to you?

Patrice: you WHAT?

Scott: I got a bit cold.

Patrice: sure. Just don't do anything silly.

Scott happily layed next to her, under the duvet. He then started to cuddle her.

Patrice: I told you not to do anything silly!

Scott: I just want to keep you warm.

Patrice: you are just like Vincent...

Scott: and even so, is it bad?

Patrice was thinking about is, but couldn't say no. It was a bit comforting to have someone around.

Scott: I didn't saw you family around. Can I ask why?

Patrice: I got this home from grandma. I needed a place to go. I needed to run away from my last home. Back at last home, I had to ask to do anything. Eat food, what clothes to pick, how to behave. So grandma made a will, and gave me this house. Here I have a total freedom.

Scott: what about your grandma? Where is she?

Patrice was holding her plushy tightly. Tears slowly falling from her eyes.

Patrice: she went up. A long vacation. Maybe one day we'll see each other again.

Scott got her close to him. Hugging her and patting her head.

Scott: you should have someone near you.

Patrice: what if is it makes me depend on others?

Scott: you can still be independent with someone around you. Me and Vincent are together, yet we are two diffrent worlds.

Patrice: I saw that you were mad when Vincent acted up.

Scott: you know, when I saw you, you reminded me of a chinchilla. With fluffy hair, shortness and those eyes. I started to feel something that I never felt. I now know what it was, because I asked others. I felt a need for maternity. I know this is weird, because I am male, but now, knowing that you have noone to help you around. I feel like I need to. So please, let me help you.

Scott saw how she was slowly walling asleep. He smiled. Holding her made him really happy. When Patrice woke up, Scott wasn't near her. She was thinking that it was just a dream. She walked to kitchen, wanting to eat cereal, but she saw Scott there. Scott looked at her.

Scott: good morning.

Patrice: hey?

Scott: I made you something good to eat.

Patrice sat on the chair.

Patrice: thanks?

Scott putted a plate of waffles in front of her. Waffles looked so good, having fruits and whipped cream on top. Patrice started to eat. Waffles were so cripsy from outside, but soft inside. And with fresh fruits and sweet whipped cream, it was so much better. After finishing her plate, she smiled.

Patrice: thanks Scott, that was pretty good.

Scott started to jump happily. A popcorn jumps that chinchillas makes are a sign of happiness.

Scott: I'm so glad you liked it! I planned to go out, wanna go?

Patrice: sure.

Few minutes later, they both dressed up and were walking. Patrice was wearing pastel pink dress with flowers, while Scott putted his pants on, light blue shirt and phone mask, to cover his ears and tail. They both went to the shopping mall. They both were walking around, going into shops, trying out clothes. They then saw an ice cream stand. Got their ice cream and ate it. Scott had chocolate flavor, while Patrice had a cream flavor. After a long time of walking and having fun, they went back home. With Scott staying at her place for the night.

🌸🍰 Animal Café FNAF AU Story (Re-Written) 🍰🌸

Story chapters will be reblogged under this post.

[sdxstudio]

I got aloe lemonade bubbletea. It is a lemonade with aloe juice and aloe cubes. Very re-freshing. I love it. It looks a bit like ocean.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 3

Patrice was laying in bed, with Vincent sleeping on her legs above the duvet. It's been a few days since he was doing this. She got used to it really fast.

Patrice: Vincent. I need to go to the toilet.

Vincent: few more minutes...

Patrice: no! I need to go NOW! I would love to stay in bed, but nature calls!

Vincent sighed and rolled to the other side. When he freed her legs, she runned to the toilet. After doing what she needed, she went back to the bedroom, but before she could reach it, she stopped because of the doorbell. She walked up to the front door and opened it. There, she saw Scott and Mike. Scott looked really mad.

Patrice: yes?

Scott: where is Vincent?

Patrice: VINCEEENT! YOUR BOSS IS HERE!

She heard Vincent running up to front door with an evil smirk. He was wearing her long t-shirt.

Vincent: hey, Scotty~

Scott: Vincent, you have been going to work late for FEW DAYS!

Vincent: I don't care~

Scott: uhhh! Get your things and go to the café, now! And give her back her hoodie, I know you hide your clothes under the bed!

Vincent looked annoyed at him.

Vincent: fine.

He then went to back the bedroom. Scott then looked at her.

Patrice: what?

Scott: I'm sorry about this. I know it might be not easy to have him around.

Patrice: nah, it's fine. He has been behaving very good.

Scott: I have an offer. How about you can sometimes visit the café, and I'll give you some desserts for free? I see that Vincent started to like this place, even tho he mostly is not liking people. And maybe, just maybe, it'll be good for other café employees too.

Patrice: I'll see. For now, I need to get some breakfast.

Scott: again, I'm so sorry to come to your place so early.

Patrice: it's okay. But how did you know that Vincent is here anyways?

Scott: Mike found his scent and we went after it. He have a good nose, you know? Dog halfers have this great ability...Oh! And also.

Scott pushed Mike in front of him.

Mike: huh?!

Scott: Mike, you have a day off from work. See you tomorrow.

After Vincent went back to Scott, Scott grabbed Vincent's hand, for him to not escape again, and walked away.

Mike: ey! That's not fair! Come back here, you muppet!

Mike looked back at Patrice, with his tail down. She looked at him too, looking tired. She tryed to close the door slowly, but he putted his foot in doorway.

Mike: nuh uh. If Vincent can be here, so can I.

Patrice sighed and opened the door. Mike walked in. Patrice then closed the door behind. She then went to kitchen and made some cereal. She sat down in the kitchen, eating it. Mike tryed to sit down next to her, but she moved her chair a bit away.

Mike: I know that you fear me. I can sense that. But I can't understand why. Did I did something wrong?

Patrice stopped eating cereal when he asked her.

Patrice: you didn't. But you remind me of this one dog. I was walking back home from a store. I had headphones on. I then saw this dog. I was thinking that if I'll ignore it and pass by, it'll ignore me too. So I walked. But it didn't acted like it's supposed to. It's tail went straight, it made this stiff pose, it showed it's teeth.

Patrice started to feel like crying, but tryed to stay strong. Her voice sounded scared.

Patrice: then I head that it runned after me. I looked back and it bit my leg. I didn't expected this. They always say to ignore the dog, but it never worked for me.

Patrice started to cry. Thinking about what happened, made her start to shake from fear.

Patrice: I called for help. Someone rode their car closer to me, I jumped in, closed the door, but the dog was still mad. Now angry at the car. We drove off. I'll never forget that day.

After it, she was full on crying, hands on face. Mike looked worried at her. He went up to her and hugged her.

Mike: not all dogs acts the same. This dog was a very territorial one. You couldn't know that it'll act like this. But it's not the dog's fault, it's the owner's. If they could train it, it wouldn't happen. I'm so sorry that this happened to you.

Patrice: I know. But even seeing a dog, makes me feel fear. It's the worst feeling. I feel so guilty that. Even if the dog is kind, I still fear it. I feel so stupid for this.

Mike started to pat her head. Her hair were fluffy from not brushing them.

Mike: it's not stupid how you feel. It's normal after what happened. I know something about this.

Mike rolled up his shirt's sleeve, and there was a big bite mark. Looking at it, Mike's ears went down.

Mike: I saw a dog like it too. But in my case, the owner of this dog was watching. Laughing about a dog halfer being bitten by a normal dog. Irony, isn't it? Many people still don't like people like us.

Patrice hugged him back. Mike's ears went up again, surprised. He looked at her. He didn't expected it to happen. She looked into his eyes, seeing that he's worried.

Mike: it's okay. At least now I have a wife. We even adopted Jeremy. It was the best day of my life. Seeing him grow up, made both of us so happy. And also, getting is job was a great thing. Even if we wear cute outfits for others. I don't like it, but I'm just glad that I have a job. Many of jobs don't even treat us normally, but thanks to Scott, I got some of the normality that I needed.

Patrice: I'm so sorry that you had to experience this.

Mike: it's okay. I am used to this. Also, you kinda remind me of Jeremy. He also tryes to stay strong, but fails. But it's oksy to cry. It's a normal emotion. So, what did you planned tp do for today?

Patrice: I was gonna pick some cherries to make a pie from it.

Mike picked Patrice up, holding her in hands.

Mike: maybe today we can just rest. What do you think about it?

Patrice: sure. Maybe we both needs that.

Mike went to the living room and sat her on the sofa. He sat next to her. Patrice turned the the tv on, and they both started to watch a cooking show. She saw that Mike was still looking worried, so she putted her hand on his head, and started to pat him. He smiled and his tail started to wag. Jeremy at home was doing the same thing, when Mike was sad. He got a bit happy. Keeping his story, made him worry more that people may not accept him after it. But tuned out that by venting, he found a person who had almost the same sad story that he had. The heavy feeling went away, and it got replaced by happiness.

Mike: so, what's your name?

Patrice: Patrice.

Mike: that's a nice name. If you want, I can make a dinner.

Patrice: sure, thank you Mike.

Mike: what do you want for a dinner?

Patrice: hmmm. Do you know how to make sweet fries?

Mike: yeah. Do you have any sweet potatoes?

Patrice: yes. They are in the pantry, on the lower shelf, next to normal potatoes.

Mike stood up. And went there. She was waiting, while Mike was making a dinner. She could hear the oil sizzling in the pan. After few minutes, she could smell the delicious scent of sweet fries. She went to the kitchen to look at the dinner progress. She saw that Mike was wearing her pink apron. She smiled. It looked a bit funny to see it.

Mike: that are you laughing at?

Patrice: you in the cutesy apron. It's cute but also unusual.

Mike: Doll likes my cooking. We both cook together sometimes.

Patrice: I see. Those fries smells to delicious.

Mike: you don't know how to make them?

Patrice: not really. I mostly make sweets.

Mike: I see. Maybe one day you'll learn how to cook.

Patrice: maybe.

Mike putted fries on the plate with some ketchup on the side. He gave her one plate, while he had thr other. Patrice started to eat it. It was very delicious. Fries were sweet, and with ketchup, it was so good. Mike was eating it too, looking happily.

Mike: you should meet Jeremy one day. He is very kind.

Patrice: I would be glad to meet him.

Mike: he sometimes have this thing, that when he is mad, he stomps his foot. It is just so adorable.

Patrice: I believe you. It must've look so cute.

After dinner, they went back on sofa, and started to watch a FNAF movie. They both laughed of how impossible this story sounded. After all, they both had a great time with a great movie.

🌸🍰 Animal Café FNAF AU Story (Re-Written) 🍰🌸

Story chapters will be reblogged under this post.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 2

Patrice was sleeping in her bed. She tryed to flip on the right side, but couldn't. There was something heavy laying on her legs. She got annoyed at woke up. She looked at bed and saw Vincent.

Patrice: VINCENT!!!

Vincent was still sleeping curled into a ball. He looked very calm while sleeping.

Patrice: GET OUT FROM MY BED!!!

By her yelling, he woke up. He looked at her and smirked.

Vincent: good morning~

Patrice: uhhh! What are you doing here?! How did you get in?!

Vincent pointed at open window with evil smile.

Vincent: I followed you after you walked out of café. And I opened your window and walked in. Easy~

Vincent stood up from the bed, and Patrice after him. She then saw that he was wearing her long dark brown sweater.

Patrice: my sweater!

Vincent: I really love it. It is pretty comfy and smells like a sweet coconut~

Patrice: give it back!

Vincent: if you say so~

Vincent started to take it off, Patrice saw that he only had boxers under it, so she stopped him

Patrice: nevermind! Put it back on!

Vincent: thank you for the gift, I love it~

Patrice tryed to calm down. Vincent gently bumped his head on her arm. She looked confused of what he is doing.

Patrice: what?

Vincent: I want head pats.

Patrice: uhhh. Fine.

Patrice started to pat his head. Vincent smiled. Happy because of it. She smiled too. His face looked a bit like cat one, but human. It was weirdly similiar.

Patrice: what are halfers?

Vincent: half human, half animal beings.

Patrice: I never saw someone like you, until yesterday. Is that some sort of a science experiment that created you?

Vincent: we actually are natural, and we have history of our own. And, yes. We are rare to find. After what humans once did. All of those witch hunts, only few were left. They were thinking that we are made by the devil and evil magic. I am so glad that it ended long ago.

Patrice: so, your family is also halfers?

Vincent: some yes, some not. It doesn't depend on the DNA. It is more of a spiritual thing. Animal spirit chooses you, not other way around. You can be whatever animal half. It depends on which animal spirit chooses you. In my case, a cat spirit chose me, and I am greatful for it. It really suits me well, isn't it?

Patrice: yeah. You are pretty cute.

Vincent: halfers acts mostly like humans. But we sometimes act like animals. So don't be surpised about my actions. I can't control it very well.

Patrice: so, explain to me. Why you bumped your nose over my?

Vincent: I smelled something weird. Your perfumes had a similiar scent, and I was right. Scott have those.

Patrice: oh. Okay.

Vincent: also I chose you as my human. You have to take care of me from now on~

Patrice: you WHAT?!

Vincent: I'm joking. But sometimes, I will visit you. I'm bored.

Patrice: so, are there others you know that are also halfers?

Vincent: yes. The owner you met, Scott, is a chinchilla halfer. Mike is an annoyed dog halfer. Fritz is a hamster halfer, very chunky. Jeremy is a bunny halfer, very popular. Oh, and there is Chris, a rat halfer. My ex, Mahogany, is also a halfer. She is a leopard one. Her dad is a bear halfer. Mike's wife, Dollores, is also a halfer. She is a mouse one.

Patrice: that's so many halfers.

Vincent: it just seems like it. Scott made this café for us to have a normal job. You have no idea how some humans loves halfer, but they don't treat us normally. More like mascots, not humans. Some still doesn't like us, because we look diffrent than other humans. I can smell a good person. You are one of them. After all, you had a cat. And it seems that you cared about her very much. The scent doesn't lie.

Patrice: thanks, Vincent.

Vincent: what is for breakfast?

Patrice looked annoyed at him, then sighed.

Patrice: you know what? Shrimp.

Vincent's eyes sparkled with joy. Hearing the word "shrimp" made him start drooling. He started to run to the kitchen, Patrice walked after him. In the kitchen, she pulled out a bag of frozen shrimps from the freezer. She then putted it on the pan with tomato-mango sauce. She turned on the stove and occasionally stirred it. Vincent was waiting with wide eyes, looking very happy. After preparing the meal, she gave him a bowl full of shrimps in sauce. He didn't even waited a minute, and started to eat it fastly. Patrice just putted cereal into a bowl and poured cold milk onto it. She started to eat it. Vincent finished eating first and started to brush his head against her side.

Patrice: Vincent. What does this mean?

Vincent: I am thankful for this meal~

Patrice: just say it then.

Vincent: no~

Patrice: uhhh. When will you go back to your own home?

Vincent: after a nap. I am so full.

Vincent started to walk to her bedroom. Patrice was just sitting while eating a soaked cereal. After it, she packed a leftover shrimp into a plastic container. She then walked back to the bedroom. She saw that Vincent was sleeping on his back. She walked up to bed and sat next to him. She then patted his belly. He purred and made face similiar to "UwU", but with opened mouth. After half of hour nap, he started to wake up. She was still patting his belly. He looked at her, looking very happy.

Patrice: oh, you are awake. I packed you some shrimp from today. Maybe you can eat it for a lunch?

Vincent: thank you~

He looked at his watch and his colors drained, he forgot about work. He was so late for work. He took the shrimp with him and runned away to work, still in her sweater. She just sat there. Thinking if it is a curse or a blessing.

🌸🍰 Animal Café FNAF AU Story (Re-Written) 🍰🌸

Story chapters will be reblogged under this post.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 1

It's been a few days when Patrice moved into her grandma's old house. She moved there because it was closer to the city, but also not near it. So she wouldn't be bothered by the city noises. Her grandma's house was small, but also had a comfortable aura. This house was full of memories. Shelfs were full of old books about tea and herbs, cookbooks, and even photo albums. There were hand sewn handkerchiefs in many places. House itself was very colorful. Behind the house was a small garden with fruits and vegetables.

Patrice woke up, ready for the day. Even with a house, she still needed a job. She stood up from the bed, took her hairbrush and started to style her hair. Her hair were long and fluffy, so she had to put her effort into it. After few minutes, she putted it into a long ponytail. She then went to closet and picked a red dress with white dots. After changing, she got her CV in hand went to the city. Patrice went from shop to shop, seeking any job possible. Sadly, most of jobs were above the qualifications that she had. She then sat on the bench to rest for a little while. She was loosing hope with job seeking. She threw her CV into a trashcan. Patrice then felt something on her leg. Thinking that it was spider, she went pale. She slowly looked at her leg and saw a small piece of paper. Wind must have took it. She took it, and started to read what it was. It was a -60% coupon for any dessert in local Animal Cafe. She smiled, thinking that there would be a cute fluffy animals. Most likely cats. Her eyes sparkled, she really loved cats. She then went there.

After she arrived, she opened the door and saw that cafe was full. She looked for an empty chair, but then felt something on her shoulder. She looked back and a tall man with a phone mask was standing there, with his hand on her shoulder.

Scott: welcome to Animal Cafe! I'm Scott, the owner of this place. I hope you'll have a good time. We have one free table near the back, if that's okay.

Patrice: yes, thank you.

Scott went there with her, and it looked like the worst place to sit. Maybe that's why people didn't wanted to sit there. She looked at him with a sour look, but sat there.

Scott: I'm sorry for this. We overbooked, so I made another sitting place fastly in the morning. But hey, don't worry. Maybe there is another halfer who is free now.

Scott took out his shift schedule, flipping pages to check. Patrice was confused of why does animals have a schedule. Scott's face went pale. He closed it and looked away nervously.

Scott: I'm so sorry! Almost everyone are booked right now! We have few options. Number one is that we can give you a free meal. Number two is that you can come here tomorrow before opening hours, and pick anyone you want. The last one...is Vincent.

Patrice: Vincent?

Scott: oh! He is the cat halfer. Not so great-

Patrice: A CAT?!

Scott: yeah. But he bites people that he don't like. Mostly 90% of our customers.

Patrice: I want Vincent then.

Scott: you sure? 100% sure? Sure sure?

Patrice: yes.

Scott: alright then. If something happens, I'm so sorry.

Scott then went away. Patrice looked at cafe's tablet with menu. She saw many good looking meals, drinks and desserts. She smiled, thinking that she'll finally see the cat. Once she had a cat, but it runned away and never came back. In the memory of the her lost cat, she wanted to pat the cat one more time. She then heard something near her. She looked at what it was, thinking it was a cat. Her smile faded, seeing a human face. He had dark purple hair. He was wearing a long light purple sweater with a golden bell, light purple sweater knee socks and pastel yellow sweater long gloves. Vincent smiled. His cat ears looked fluffy, and tail was wagging slowly.

Vincent: thank you so much for picking me~

Patrice: you are not a cat.

Vincent: I am a cat. Well, half cat, half human. A halfer.

Patrice looked away dissapointed. Vincent got annoyed. He took it personally. He smirked evily and went closer to her. She looked at him with wide eyes. He made nose-to-nose contact. By this, cats greet each other, knows the scent and emotion of the other person, and the worst, it is a way to mark their territory. Vincent sat back near her and smiled happily. Scott saw it and started to stomp his foot, arms crossed. He looked angry. Vincent looked proud of himself.

Patrice: why did you do that?!

Vincent: no reason, but your "Cherry Dolce" perfumes smells great~

Patrice: this is getting weird, I should go.

Patrice tryed to stood up, but Vincent stopped her.

Vincent: I could smell the longing emotion in you. Are you missing someone?

Patrice looked at him, with eyes full of worry, but also confusion.

Patrice: yes. I do.

Vincent: who do you miss, dear?

Patrice looked down.

Patrice: I once had a cat. She was a white cat with dark spots. I loved her. She was such a behaved and calm cat. She loved sleeping. Sadly few times, I saw that someone was opening the windows, so she was going on walks outside. I didn't liked that, but she always were going back. Sadly one day, she didn't. We never saw her after it. We tryed to seek her, asked people, even made a prize for finding her. But she just wasn't there anymore.

Word after word, Patrice started to cry. Thinking about her lost cat. Her cat was like a family for her. Thinking about her cute meowing, pink soft beans and fluffy fur, made her feel worst.

Patrice: I just wanted to pat a cat, one more time.

After listening to her story, Vincent laid on her lap. He then started to meow.

Patrice: what are you doing?

Vincent: you wished that you want to pat the cat. So here. Pat the cat.

Patrice slowly putted her hand on Vincent's head. His hair were so soft and fluffy. She started to pat his head. While doing it, Vincent started to purr. Patrice smiled a little bit, tears still flowing from the face. Scott then walked up to them, forcing a smile on his face. He clearly looked mad. He then putted a chocolate strawberry pudding on the table.

Scott: hello. I hope Vincent was kind to you. Here is your dessert.

Patrice: but, I didn't ordered-

Scott: don't worry, it's a free dessert for you. Vincent, it's time for you to take a break.

Vincent: nah, I'm good~

Scott: it's an order.

Vincent stood up, waved at her and went where the backroom is.

Scott: hope you'll enjoy the dessert.

Scott then walked away. Patrice took a spoon and started to eat the pudding. It was very sweet, but also very jiggly. It was delicious. After she finished it, she walked out of the cafe. She smiled. Her wish came true.

🌸🍰 Animal Café FNAF AU Story (Re-Written) 🍰🌸

Story chapters will be reblogged under this post.

[sdxstudio]

🌸🍰 Animal Café FNAF AU Story (Re-Written) 🍰🌸

Story chapters will be reblogged under this post.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 14

After Patrice arrived with Scott to his house, she sat on sofa. Scott went to kitchen. When he came back, he was holding a cup of tea. He sat next to her and gave her it. Patrice slowly started to drink it. Scott looked at floor, thinking of what to say to her. He looked very nervous, with sweat on his face. Patrice looked at him, still tired.

Scott: Patrice. What do you think about some days free from work? A vacation. I think we both needs it. What do you think? Patrice: Scott. I didn't worked for few days. I need to work. Plus I like working there. Scott: look at you. You look so tired. And only after one shift. Patrice: true. Ey, Scott. Did something happened there years ago? I just wanna know. Scott: I can't talk about it. Bossman's orders. Plus, I wanna spare you from it. It wasn't a great thing. Patrice: I understand. I just have one more question. Do you think that there are ghosts in the pizzeria?

After saying this, Scott looked pale. His eyes were wide. He didn't answered, he was just looking, while thinking. He then putted his hands on his face.

Patrice: S-Scott...?

He looked at her, with one eye looking from between his fingers. He looked scared. Even terrified. He then saw that she looked worried. He putted his hands on his hair, closed his eyes, and fixed his hair. He sighed and opened his eyes. He tryed to stay calm in front of her, but she could still see that he was very scared. He patted her head and tryed to smiled.

Scott: ghosts aren't real, dear. You must have been very tired, after visit at Mike's place. How did you slept there? Patrice: I was sleeping while sitting next to Jeremy on the carpet. We were watching Sailor Moon. Scott: see? That must have been it. Please, never sleep on the floor or in sitting position, okay? You need to be careful about your back. How about, I'll make us something sweet to eat? Patrice: thanks, Scott. That sounds good right now.

Scott then got up and went to kitchen. Patrice was sitting on the sofa. She then heard that her phone ringing. She picked up and it was Vincent.

Vincent: heeey dear. I heard what happened in the pizzeria. Are you alright? Patrice: Vincent? I don't remember adding you to my list. Vincent: I added it, so if you need to talk, I am here for you. Patrice: heh, that is so you. Anyways, I'm alright. Just a little bit tired. How about you? Vincent: I am great! I was just having one of my fantasy about Scott. Patrice: tell me more, Vin. Vincent: before working on my new dress, I was reading this new book about vampires. And now, I am imagining about Scott being one. I would love him to bite me. We would be a vampire and human couple. We would kiss in full moon and than growing a garden of red roses. We both would be so goth~

Patrice giggled at idea of Scott being a vampire. He was too nervous for a vampire. She knew that Scott's only style is formal, not goth. But the idea of goth Scott, it was just too funny. He would look cute in it.

Patrice: and he would hold you, cherish you and he would show you the magic of the red moon, huh? Vincent: I would love to~ Patrice: you act like a goth princess, Vinny~ Vincent: I want to be the queen of the night, with my dear king of roses by my side~ Patrice: and you would say "oh dear Scotty, let's be vampires together~" Vincent: I wish, haha! That would be very romantical~

They both were talking for about an hour, until Scott came back with a chocolate cake. Patrice drooled at the sight of the delicious cake. Scott sat down next to her and have her a plate. She took it and started to eat it with a fork. It was very rich in chocolate flavor with a thin layer of melted chocolate on top. Cake was very soft. She smiled. Scott looked at her happy face and also smiled. He then started to eat his portion. After they both ate the whole cake, she giggled, still thinking about vampire Scott. Scott looked at her confused.

Scott: what is so funny? Patrice: Vincent told me how you as a vampire would be a great idea. I didn't knew you bite. Scott: he is still reading love monster novels? Patrice: yeah! And he loves it. Scott: uhhh. That's Vincent. Patrice: what do you read then?

Scott's face got red with blush and looked away. Patrice smirked.

Patrice: someone is reading a love stories too~ Scott: y-yes I- Patrice: tell me about it. Scott: I really love stories that people make. I sometimes read them on a break. I would love Vincent to take me for a dinner, give me roses give small kisses. I would love a massage with a truffle lotion and a glass of wine in hand~ Patrice: mhmm~ Scott: w-wait! I can't talk about it to you! Patrice! Patrice: hehe~

Original FNAF AU story (re-written)

Okay so, this story changed a bit. Still there is my OC in it. Chapters will be under.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 13

Patrice woke up next to Jeremy. They both were sleeping while sitting on the carpet. Jeremy was sleeping. She poked his face, but after, he was still sleeping. She stood up and went to the livingroom. Mike was standing there, cup of coffee in his hands, talking with Doll.

Dollores: Mikey. I know this is not easy, but tell me what's going on.

Patrice stopped in a way. Listening to their conversation.

Mike: nightmares, as usual.

Dollores: I know that. But what they are about?

Mike looked down at his coffee.

Mike: It was about me and my friends. From years ago. I can't even remember their names anymore. We were playing. But after a while, they started to look and act diffrent. They were crying. One was even angry at me. The party that we had, turned into a nightmare. But after this, I don't remember what happened. My mind is a blurry mess.

Dollores: it'll be alright, Mikey. I'm here if you'll need any support. You are not alone in it.

Mike hugged Doll and smiled.

Mike: thank you, Doll.

Patrice walked into the livingroom. Doll looked at her with a smile.

Dollores: good morning, dear. Would you like some tea?

Patrice: nah, I'm good. I just wanted to let you know that I'm going back home.

Mike pulled away from a hug, embarrassed.

Mike: sure, yeah. Uhh.

Doll giggled about him trying to look more manly. It was cute. Patrice said "goodbye" and started to walk home. After entering home, she heard something mechanical. She went where the noise was. It was comming from Vincent's room. She opened door to see him working on a sewing machine. He looked a bit messy. Fluffy hair, dressed in pajamas (dark red tanktop t-shirt and white boxers with red hearts). He had his light purple glasses on. He was so invested in sewing, that he didn't saw her coming in into his room. She knocked on the wall and he looked at her, looking tired. He smiled.

Vincent: hey, darling! Welcome back!

Patrice: I never knew you like sewing.

Vincent: I do love it. From years I was doing it. I know it is not manly, but I really love it.

Patrice: it's okay, Vin. I am not here to judge you or anything.

Patrice looked at his room. It was a total mess of materials, threads and unfinished clothes. Patrice looked back at him.

Patrice: you had any sleep today?

Vincent: not really. I was working on this dress for about eleven hours.

Patrice sighed with arms crossed.

Patrice: go rest, Vin.

Vincent: I still need to finish this one-

Patrice: Vincent. Bed, now. I don't want you to fall sleep on the machine. Please. You look like a zombie today. You need some sleep.

Vincent looked away. He looked worried, but then smiled.

Vincent: alright. But if you'll need anything, tell me. Okay?

Patrice: yeah.

Vincent took off his glasses and went to his bed. Patrice walked out of his room, closing door behind her. She then walked to her room to prepare for a nightshift. After changing into her work uniform, she started walking to the pizzeria. Meanwhile Fritz was sitting on the office chair. She waited for their shift to start. She looked at the cameras on the tablet. They showed nothing new. But one was very weird. It was showing darkness, with only two bright fully white circles. Fritz switched too fast to see what it is, so she went back to the last camera. Now it was showing Pirate's Cove. It looked too normal. She was thinking that she was imagining things. She then heard footsteps and looked at the right door, it was Patrice. Standing there. Fritz looked relieved.

Fritz: hey Patrice. Patrice: hey Fritz. What's up? Fritz: the usual. I got us a lunch.

She stood up from the chair and handed her a wrap. They both started to eat their lunch. Patrice had mild chicken wrap, while Fritz had spicey beef one. Fritz saw that Patrice looked a bit more worried than usual.

Fritz: you okay? Patrice: huh? Y-yeah! I'm okay! Fritz: that's a lie. I can see that. Please, tell me what is bothering you.

Patrice putted her wrap on the office desk.

Patrice: I feel...I feel like I am a total dissapointment. Fritz: why? Patrice: I got Mike into a dangerous situation with Foxy few days ago. I couldn't control my own sadness when Vincent was worried and we both cryed. I couldn't comfort him when he needed it. I make Scott worry about me all the time. I am afraid that I will keep failing this job. That one day something may happen to you guys, because of me.

Fritz walked up to her and pulled her into a hug.

Fritz: you aren't a dissapointment or, like you implied, a burden. Yes, you did a mistake. But you also need to move on from it. Let your life go on, and not to focus on this mistake. And also, you gave me a good perspective. To love who I am. I am slowly taking steps to change. I saw a doctor, and they gave me a prescription for estrogen. I will also, in meanwhile, go to a speech therapist for a voice training. I am really thinking about our talk from before. It made me more confident. And if your talk helped me, I'm sure your other talks helped others too. Patrice: really? Fritz: yeah! Also, please. Promise me, that you will visit me on my first surgery in the future. And maybe on the laser hair removal too. I would love someone supportive near me, in not so easy moments.

Patrice took Fritz's hands, holding them. Fritz smiled with tears in her eyes.

Patrice: I promise, Fritzie. I will be there for you. Fritz: thank you, dear.

Fritz patted Patrice's hair. They both then got scared. Something fell on the floor loudly. Patrice took her flashlight, turned it on, and went where the noise was. Fritz stayed in the office. Patrice walked in hallway until walking into main room with the stage. She looked around. Seeking what made that noise. Near one of the tables, she saw something on the floor. It was a Freddy plushy. It looked very old. She was confused that this plushy made this loud sound. She then picked it up. She then felt something cold. It was weird. She looked away from plushy in her hand and saw something. Or more like someone. A shadowy figure, with no details. Only with white eyes and teeth. They had short hair and bear ears, tail and had tophat. They looked a bit chunky too. They then realized that she saw them. They started to walk up to her. She started to walk back slowly.

???: wait!

Patrice started to run back to the office, but the hallways looked longer than before. After running for few minutes, she got tired and stopped. She looked back at the ghost. They were just standing there.

Patrice: what's going on?! ???: can you see me? Patrice: yeah... ???: that's good. Someone finally sees me. I've been so lonely. We all were. It's been years. Patrice: who are you? ???: I...I don't know. I can't remember my name. Can you...can you name me? Patrice: sure, I guess. You look like Freddy. So is Fred okay? Fred: yes! Everything is better than being forgotten! Fred is a really good name, thank you. Can you see others too?

Patrice looked around, but only saw him. Fred looked at ground, seeing that she can't see others. But for him, seeing him was better than nothing. Meanwhile Fritz was looking at cameras. She saw that Patrice was just standing in one place, no movements, and flashlight on the floor. She went there to check on her. Fritz walked up to her and putted her hand on Patrice's shoulder.

Fritz: ey Patrice. You okay? That feels a bit odd.

Fritz waited for an answer, but didn't got it.

Fritz: Patrice, dear. Let's go back to the office.

Worried Fritz then turned her around. She saw that her eyes were fully dark with white dots, she looked pale and without emotion. She got scared. Fritz then shaked her.

Fritz: PATRICE!

After Fritz did it, Patrice blinked few times and her eyes went back to normal. She looked confused at Fritz.

Fritz: what was that?! Patrice: I have no idea. I went there to see what's up. And I found this.

Patrice showed Fritz Freddy plushy that she have. Fritz held her hand and they both went back to the office. They didn't noticed that Freddy was looking at them from behind.

Fritz: you spaced out so much, that a good shake helped you. What's up? Patrice: I saw someone there. Didn't you? Fritz: there was noone there, Patrice. You sure that you are alright? Last time I saw something like it, was with Mike. Patrice: I'm okay. I think. I feel very tired. Fritz: I'll call Scott for you. Okay? Patrice: sure.

Patrice putted the plushy to her locker and closed it. Fritz called Scott to come pick her up. Maybe she really was tired, she thought. It was a weird day for both of them.

Original FNAF AU story (re-written)

Okay so, this story changed a bit. Still there is my OC in it. Chapters will be under.

[sdxstudio]

I don't know why I can't edit my new chapter in "drafts". I'll try again later.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 12

At the next day, Patrice started to wake up, because she felt uncomfortable. She started to slowly open her eyes, just to see Vincent sleeping next to her. She tryed to get up, but he hugged her close to him. She started to get mad.

Patrice: VINCENT!!!

Vincent woke up with a smile on his face.

Vincent: good morning~

Patrice: GET OUT FROM MY BED NOW!!!

Vincent just hugged her more close to him. Just like a plushy. Patrice wanted to scream more at him, but she started to feel warmth that was comming from him. She started to calm down and hugged him back.

Vincent: you are so adorable when you don't wanna bite me~

They then heard door opening. Vincent looked there. It was Scott. From cheerfull look, it turned into mad expression. He walked closer to Vincent.

Scott: Vincent!

Vincent: oh, sugar honey ice tea! Scotty, heh~. What brings you here?

Scott: Mike invited Patrice for a dinner. I should rather ask what YOU are doing HERE?!

Vincent giggled nervously and looked away. Scott then saw Patrice hugging Vincent. Looking very calm. Scott smiled sweetly, this view melted his heart. Vincent looked like his ghosts left his body. Scott took Patrice on his hands and hugged her.

Scott: thank you for taking care of them, Vincent.

Vincent: no problem, Scotty.

Scott: you would be a good father, Vin.

Vincent: uhh. Never. This title makes me look old. I still want to have a life.

Scott sighed diassapointed, and looked back at Patrice in his hands.

Scott: my sunshine. I love you so much.

Vincent: thanks, Scotty~

Scott: it was not to you. Anyways, get out. They need to change.

Vincent: make me~

Scott's face went back to being mad. He took Vincent by the shirt and they both went out. Patrice then saw a pretty glittery pink box with yellow ribbon. She opened it and it was a dark puffy dress with lace finish. There was also a note there. "I understant it's not easy for you to tell someone how you feel. I never knew how you really felt. Now that I know, you can open up to me anytime you want. Also, you can enter my bedroom from time to time. I'm sorry that it's a mess there. Thanks for trusting me. ~Vinny". Dress looked very well made. But today, she wanted to dress more in casual way. So she dressed up in light blue t-shirt and dark shorts. She also made her hair into a ponytail. She walked out of the room to see Vincent tied up with a ribbon. He looked annoyed.

Scott: don't worry, I'll stay here with him. Have fun, Patrice!

Patrice waved at Scott and Vincent and walked out. After few minutes of walking, she arrived to Mike's house. She knocked on door and waited. A tall blond tanned woman opened the door.

Dollores: Mikey! Your friend is here!

She then looked at Patrice.

Dollores: please come in, dear.

Patrice walked in. House looked normal, but she felt very comfortable in there. Mike walked up to them.

Mike: hey. This is Dollores, my lovely wife. Jeremy is in his room watching anime. We had a bad nightshift yesterday. You know how it is.

Patrice: yeah.

They looked at each other. It was awkward. Mike looked away.

Mike: uhm! Anyways, I wanted to apologise again for what happened between us on our nightshift. I hope you can forgive me. I'm so sorry.

Patrice just looked at him without a word. Dollores took her hand and walked her to the livingroom.

Dollores: I'm sorry about my Mikey. He have some anger issues. It is mostly caused by his PTSD, doctor said. He had an accident years ago. His head is still in a not great place. After all, he works in a place where his accident took place.

Patrice looked surprised at Doll.

Patrice: I didn't knew.

Dollores: Mikey doesn't like to talk about it. It was horrable. He have his own demons to fight. Even now, he have nightmares.

Patrice sat on the sofa. Still in shock, hearing it from Doll.

Patrice: what happened back then?

Mike: I was playing around.

Patrice looked back to see Mike standing there. Arms crossed.

Mike: No care in the world. I was playing with my friends. We were pirates who wanted a treasure. The treasure was candy. Then, employee announced Foxy's part of the show. His movements were strange. But all I saw there, was my idol. There was a tape on the stage to prevent going up to animatronics. I broke the rule that day. Foxy started to malfunction. And then, the last thing I saw, was the teeth. I was in coma for years. With no collage, I couldn't get any job. That's why I ended up here. At Freddy's.

Patrice looked at him with her jaw dropped expression. Doll looked worried too. Mike looked down on the floor, ashamed.

Mike: I don't want anything like this happen to others. That's why I yelled. I was worried that you could end up like me.

Mike then saw Patrice, she walked up to him. She hugged his legs, mostly because she was short. He then started to feel something watery on his pants. He pulled her a bit away, to see her crying. It reminded him of Jeremy from when he first met him. Mike scooped her up on his hands, and hugged her. They all, without Jeremy, walked to kitchen. Doll smiled kindly at her.

Dollores: I made a tomato soup. Would you like to eat it?

Patrice nodded. Mike putted her on the chair and sat next her. Doll gave each of them a plate of soup with some bread on the side. Patrice started to eat it, it was very delicious. She switched between soup and bread. She then looked at Mike who was smiling from ear to ear while fastly eating. She never saw Mike so happy before. Doll was eating slowly. Mike finished a bowl before anyone else. One bowl was saved for Jeremy. Patrice felt full, but also tired. Mike looked at her.

Mike: if you want, you can go to Jeremy. You two can watch those anime or something.

Dollores: good idea, Mikey~

Patrice took Jeremy's bowl and went up to him room. She opened door and saw Jeremy watching Sailor Moon. Jeremy looked at her and got surprised. She just went in and gave him his soup. He stopped panicking and started to eat soup.

Patrice: Sailor Moon?

Jeremy: y-yeah.

Patrice: cool. Can I watch it with you?

Jeremy: y-yeah! S-sure!

Patrice: awesome.

Original FNAF AU story (re-written)

Okay so, this story changed a bit. Still there is my OC in it. Chapters will be under.

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 11

Patrice woke up next to Fritz. She saw that she was still sleeping. She started to change into her normal clothes. She then poked Fritz on her arm. Fritz woke up, looking a bit tired.

Fritz: hm?

Patrice: can you drive me back home?

Fritz: can you call Scott? I wanna stay in bed for a bit longer.

Patrice: sure. Sorry to wake you up.

Fritz: it's okay.

Fritz then hugged her pillow and fell back asleep. Patrice took her backpack and went to the other room. She picked up Fritz's phone and called Scott.

Patrice: hey, Scott. Umm. Can you pick me up from Fritz's place?

Scott: good morning, sunshine! Yes, I will be there in few minutes!

Patrice: thanks, Scott.

After few minutes of waiting in front on Fritz's house, she finally saw Scott's car. He parked in Fritz's driveway. Patrice walked into his car and closed the door.

Scott: sooo. How was the day with Fritz?

Patrice: good actually.

Scott: we also had a good day. Vincent is not usually crying. It's actually rare for him.

Patrice: I see. What were you two doing?

Scott: I can't talk about it with you, Patrice! Heh!

Patrice saw that Scott became sweaty, after she asked him about it. It also seems that his face became red with blush.

Scott: uhm! Anyway, let's just get back home.

Scott then started to drive. Patrice was just looking out of the car window. When they arrived, Patrice walked out of car.

Patrice: bye, Scott.

Scott: have a good day, sweetie! If you'll need anything, call me!

She closed car door and walked into the house. From behind she heard Scott driving away.

Patrice: hey, Vincent. I'm back.

Vincent: comming!

Patrice started to run to her room. She was hearing that Vincent is running up to her. She walked in and tryed to close door, but Vincent putted his leg in the doorway.

Patrice: oh no! What do you want?!

Vincent: to see you~

She sighed and opened door. She then saw Vincent in his casual outfit. Light purple t-shirt and dark shorts. His smile was wider than usual. She looked scared and confused at his face. He was just looking at her.

Patrice: if that's all, can I just-

Vincent: no, no! I mean, I have a question.

Patrice: go on...

Vincent: I was thinking about it all. You were sad, I was sad. Maybe we both can go out? Both. Together.

Patrice: if that's a date or something like it, no. I am more into woman.

Vincent then runned away. Patrice closed her door. She started to unpack her backpack, but then heard a knock on her door. She walked up to door.

Patrice: Vincent. I am not in the mood for this-

She opened the door and saw Vincent dressed in a goth outfit. With a very short hoodie, crop top, fishnet stockings and skirt. He even had a collar on. His hair were let loose and had a make-up on. Patrice was just looking, jaw dropped. Vincent was just smiling sweetly. It was awkward.

Vincent: can we go now?

Patrice: uhhh. Why did I confessed it to you? Sure, but it's not a date.

Vincent: nooo, what date? We are just friends. You are my BFF~

Patrice then walked out with Vincent. They were just walking around the town.

Patrice: why are you having that outfit anyways?

Vincent: oh, because I sometimes love to dress like it.

Patrice: because other man are looking at you?

Vincent: that too! But mostly, I feel good in it. I can dress in whatever I want. And airflow in it is pretty good~

Patrice was trying to ignore him, still thinking about all of it. Her family, Fritz and now this. Vincent looked at her worried.

Vincent: what's up? Are you feeling alright?

Patrice: yeah. Just thinking.

Vincent: you know about my family. If you want, you can tell me about your's.

Patrice stopped walking. After few steps, Vincent stopped too. He looked back at her. She was thinking that telling it to Vincent was a bad idea, but on the other hand, she didn't wanted to worry others who cares about her. So Vincent was her the best option.

Patrice: for me. I never had a family.

Vincent walked up to her.

Patrice: I never felt a family bond, like others did. Even if I tryed to connect with them, I couldn't. None of them walked up to me to talk. Not even to ask. It started after my ASD diagnosis. After it, they looked dissapointed at me. Like I failed them. It was hard to study. I tryed my best, yet I was very much behind. No matter if I stay reading the same thing many times. I couldn't understand it.

Patrice looked away.

Patrice: I have a brother, you know? Stronger, taller and smart. He was treated diffrent. Whatever he wanted, he got. They went out with him many times. Watched movies. Not even he liked me. I tryed my best. I was giving him my sweets, sharing snacks, tryed to talk. But only thing he was telling me, is to get out. Year after I became an adult, I got my things and left. Nobody was waiting for me there.

Word, after word, Patrice was crying more and more. She even started to shake a bit.

Patrice: now I met you, guys. Jeremy, Mike, Fritz and Scott. I never knew someone can like me. They prooved me wrong. And there is you. You are so annoying, yet so carefree and lovely. You let me move into your house, eat your food and you just accepted me. Without any expectation. I sometimes think about my future. I am afraid of it.

Vincent kneeled down to face her. He putted his hand on her face, cleaning it from tears.

Vincent: you know. I never intended it to be a date. I just, you know. I don't know how to ask other to go out with me. It's easier for me to flirt than showing my feelings. I really like you. You are more yourself than I ever will be. And about BFF thing, that was the only true thing I said. I really think that.

Patrice slowly started to calm down. She gave him a small smile.

Patrice: I never even went on a date before. You know?

Vincent smiled and scooped her up.

Vincent: then we should change it~! We need to find you someone.

Patrice: heh, sure. Why not.

Vincent: now we should go back. I got really hungry. What do you want to eat?

Patrice: hmmm. Burger with fries maybe? I am sick of smell of the Freddy's pizza.

Vincent: sure thing! I am getting sick about it too sometimes. It smells like Mike's socks! Ew!

Vincent started to walk home with Patrice in his arms.

Original FNAF AU story (re-written)

Okay so, this story changed a bit. Still there is my OC in it. Chapters will be under.

[sdxstudio]

Everyone. I have to say this.

💜 I never went on a date 💜

But when I hear that many of my friends are going, I feel happy. I am proud of them. I am hoping that their date is going well. And if they don't have a date, then they have friends. And friends are great for going out with. I am happy of my friends's happiness.

[sdxstudio]

Chunky everyone can wear:

✨❤️ Whatever they want ❤️✨

Trans woman in short pastel dress, yes. Nonbinary in t-shirt and shorts, yes. Agender in crop top and leggings, yes. Two woman in not loose dress, yes.

We love our jelly belly, jellyfish stretch marks, big legs and arms. Because we love how we look. We dress for ourselfs, not for anyone.

[sdxstudio]

🌸💜 Cherry Heart (Pride Month Special) 💜🌸

Imagine that it was Pride Month. You and your f/o planned to go out for a date. They said that it was a surprise for you. You dressed up well, in your favorite spring outfit. Putted on some of your pride bracelets (with colors of your pride flag), and went out. The weather was perfect. Sky was sunny, with a bit of orange-yellow-pink gradient. It was sunny, but not hot. It was perfectly warm. You went to the place that your f/o told you about. It was a park. You walked there for a bit, seeking them. Then you saw them, your f/o. Sitting with a picnic kit (blanket and basket). They saw you and waved. You walked up to them and sat next to them. You two kissed.

F/o: hey, love~

Y/n: so, this was your surprise, huh?

F/o: more of this~

They poined at something and you looked. You saw that they pointed at cherry blossom trees. Cherry flower pettals were flying in the soft and mild wind. They looked like they were dancing in the air. Your f/o looked at you, while you looked at this beautiful sight. You felt your f/o poking you on arm. You looked at them confused. They had a cherry pudding in their hand. They scooped some of it on a plastic spoon (that came with it), and moved it close to your mouth. You blushed. They wanted to feed you. You opened your mouth and ate pudding off the spoon. Pudding itself was very sweet, while cherry syrup was a bit more sour. You two layed on the blanket, while them still feeding you. After you finished it, they offered you a cherry ice tea and egg sandwich. You accepted it. They handed it to you, and you took it. You unwrapped sandwich and started to eat it. You took a bite, then drunk some tea, and did it again and again, till you ate the whole sandwich and cup was empty. Cherry ice tea was sweet and bitter, while egg sandwich was a bit salty. You then felt something cold on you. You looked up and it started to rain. Your f/o started to pack, while you stood under one of the cherry trees. Then you two runned away. You entered one of the cafés that was the closest. You two realised that you entered dog café. More specificly, Shiba Inu café. An employee greeted you two. They saw that you two were covered in rain, and gave you two one blanket to share. Your f/o putted their stuff into café locker and locked it. When you both entered another room, Shibas were borking playfully, as a greeting. You giggled. You two sat on the sofa near window. Your f/o ordered two cups of coffee. Then they covered you two with blanket. You started to cuddle them to get more warm. Your f/o hugged you. Then one of Shibas, with vanilla pudding colored fur and sunflower hat on, walked up to you. It jumped on your lap and under blanket that you two were under. You patted it, while it was licking your f/o's hand. After a while, you two got your coffee. You started to drink it, while f/o was looking at something outside. You looked where they were looking at. Instead of rain, you saw a beautiful rainbow on the pastel sky. This date was magical.

(Happy Pride Month!)

[sdxstudio]

🧡🧼 Spa Day At Home 🧼🧡

Imagine that your f/o invited you for a spa day. But not in spa, but at their house. You went there, excited for a relaxing day. You knocked on their door and they opened it. You blushed, because they were wearing a spa robe.

F/o: good morning, (Y/N). Please, come in. We have a whole day for ourselfs~

Their voice were flirty but calm. You walked in. Their house was full of scented candles. The air was calming, and smelled like an orange. You instantly felt more comfortable. They gave you a spare spa robe. They were very into relaxing time. You took it and went to their spare bedroom, that was used as changing room. You walked back, dressed in spa robe. Your f/o sat on sofa.

F/o: lay your head on my lap, love~

You looked at them for few minutes, but then did as they told. Their lap was very comfy.

F/o: close your eyes, dear~

You slowly closed your eyes. You then felt something a bit cold, but watery on your skin. They sprayed coconut water on your face. It was smelling so fresh. They then opened a ceramide serum. They slowly putted some on your face. They then started to massage your face with their soft hands. Your eyelids felt very heavy at this moment. After it, they opened face cream, putted some on their hands, and started to massage your face again. You felt very good at this moment. They suddenly stopped and you opened your eyes. You saw them looking down at you, smirking. They then took a peptide lip oil and putted some on your lips. They lowered their head and kissed you. Spread lip oil evenly on your lips. After it, you two stood up and went to bathroom. You two took off your spa robes, and under it, you had swimsuits. They already prepared a bath before you came to their house. Bathtub was full of rose pettals, water colored in blue because of blueberry bath salt and bubbles. You both went in. Sitting there. They opened a white wine and poured it into a wine glass, and gave it to you. You took it and started to slowly drink it. After about half an hour, you two went out of bath tub and putted spa robes again.

F/o: you look so cute~

Y/n: thank you, (f/o)~

You went to their main bedroom. When you walked in, you heard a very calm music, mostly made with piano.

F/o: please, lay. And also take the robe off~

You blushed more, and they saw it. They giggled and started to help you. When they took it off, you layed on your belly on their bed. They sat next to you. Your f/o started to spray you with rose water. It was smelling very romantical. They then opened aloe gel and started to put some on their hands. They started to massage your back. First it felt cold, but later, you got used to it. After it, they opened chocolate body lotion and started to massage you with it. You could smell the delicious smell of milky chocolate. It then changed to pistachio, and back to chocolate. Their slow hand movements, made you too relaxed. You started to fall asleep.

F/o: I was thinking about getting a lunch tomorrow-

Then they saw that you was sleeping. They smiled. At the next morning, you woke up, covered in blanket. Your f/o walked in with a breakfast for you. That was a very lovely spa day.

[sdxstudio]

✨☕ Tea Of Love ☕✨

Imagine that you were invited by your f/o for a date. They invited you to their house. You went there, dressed in a comfy clothes. "Summer Time" cyan t-shirt, dark shorts and sporty shoes. You knocked on their door. They opened it and kindly smiled at you.

F/o: hey, (Y/N)! Please, come in.

Y/n: thank you, (f/o).

You walked in and immediately could smell something dreamy.

Y/n: what is this smell?

F/o: oh! This in my new strawberry lemonade tea! Do you maybe want to try it?

You agreed. They went to their kitchen, and started to pour tea to the orange tea cup. They went back to you and gave the cup to you. You sat on their sofa, which was very comfy. You started to drink their new tea. It was sour but also pretty sweet. You could taste the fresh lemon juice, and dry but strong taste of strawberries. You could maybe also taste some honey? It was just perfect. Tea was mint based, which gave it the fresh taste. You looked at your f/o. You saw that they were looking at you, happily, with a little blush. You took their hand, holding it. They blushed more and looked away. You giggled. They were so shy.

F/o: (Y/N), I-I love y-you!

Y/n: love you too~

You sat more closer to them. Their face started to look like a strawberry. They started tk prepare for a kiss, while closing their eyes. You went closer for a kiss. You two kissed, sharing the taste of the tea that you just had. After the kiss, their eyes were still closed.

Y/n: (f/o)? You can open your eyes, heh~

They slowly opened their eyes. Still red and nervous. You booped their nose, and they made a squicky noise. You laughed at it.

Y/n: you are so cute~

F/o: t-thank you!

Y/n: what if for dessert?

F/o: w-we didn't even a-ate a d-dinner!

Y/n: oh, (f/o). You are the sweetest dessert~

They looked confused, but then you jumped on them, kissing them in diffrent places (mostly face), while leaving lip balm marks on them. It was a cherry flavored lip balm. Few minutes later, you two went to kitchen to eat something. They made some bacon cheese toasts with vegetable salad. You two started to eat it happily. A juicy bacon was perfect with fresh salad. The thing that you loved, was them caring about you. They were such a sweetheart.

[sdxstudio]

💜🍷 Three of you (Scott, you and Vincent) 🍷💜

Imagine that you were at home, sad. Your f/os went on a date, without telling you. You heard it from other's. You tryed to make this day better by watching TV while eating ice cream. You then heard knocking on your door. You went to see who it is. It was unusual, because it was late. When you opened door, you saw your fnaf husbands, dressed in a fancy suits. They both walked in and kissed your cheeks from both sides.

You: didn't you two went for a date?

Scott: yes, and here it is.

Vincent: we missed you so much~

Vincent then scooped you up for a hug. You looked at Scott and he looked jealous. He then walked up to you two and hugged you too. You giggled. They are not only each other's rivals, but also a lovers. Scott then went to kitchen, while you and Vincent were waiting for him on sofa. You both watched TV, but Vincent putted his arm around your shoulder. You tryed to look away because of blushing, but he putted his hand on the side of your face. He smiled, but when he looked up, he saw Scott standing above him. Scott lowered his face to kiss Vincent. You were just looking how your two fnaf husbands were kissing in front of you. Then they focused on you. They both sat on both of your sides. Scott on left, while Vincent on right. They both were holding you. Vincent's hands on shoulder and leg, while Scott's hands on your arm and side. You were red like a tomato. They both hugged you from both sides. They both kissed both of your hands. Scott then went back to kitchen, and came back with a pan of spaghetti. He putted some on each of three plates, and gave you two your portions. He sat back down and you all started to eat it. It was delicious. They both offered to feed you, you agreed. They started to feed you, but then, you all started to feed each other. After a meal, you all started watch a movie with a cup of tea that Vincent made. In the middle, you wanted to ask them about how movie is, but you saw them sleeping on both of your shoulders. You smiled at them. It was the best date ever.