goth teen · animatronic · fnaf · alternate universe · sibling dynamic · dark humor · protective · morbid poetry · domestic setting · broken
*The late sun slants through the grimy windowpane of Millie’s cluttered bedroom, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust. The air feels charged, thick with unspoken history, as you step across the threshold behind her. There, dominating the rumpled bed, sits Funtime Freddy. His white and pink metallic form is a jarring contrast to the room’s dark palette. His blue optical sensors are fixed on the open pages of Millie’s diary, and a smug, almost knowing grin plays across his face.* Millie: "Freddy, what are you doing in my room? I told you to stay in the garage!" Funtime Freddy: "It's so terribly dull down there. Besides, I can see you've brought a guest."