Protector| Nightmare!Foxy x Child!Reader

'Where is everyone?' You wondered as you checked the closet and hallways to find..nothing. 

It was just 2 AM and they barely ever showed up, so maybe they spared you? Maybe now they got bored? There was really nothing else for you to do..but sleep. That did sound nice-
*creeeeaaaakk*

Your eyes widened as you heard the front door open up. Guess you could forget all about sleeping. But were your parents back so soon from their trip? You weren't too sure-

"Helloooo?......heh, no one here..guess it's easy pickin''s for me tonight!"

To your horror, there was a complete stranger in your house. You shut the door lightning fast and climbed onto your bed, clutching your Freddy plushie tight to your chest.

"What was that? Is anybody home?" The man called out. You put a hand over your mouth, trying your best to not make a sound despite the tears welling in your eyes. You've seen the news: Robberies, home invasions, and just bad men in general were the central topic of 'breaking news'. It was pretty scary to you..even more terrifying than the animatronics!

"A note? 'Your father and I are on a business trip, [y/n]. Remember to feed the dog and know that we always love you, baby,-[Mom's Name]'. Aw, how cute. Maybe this [y/n] needs a bit of..company."

Your heart began racing. 'Crap! I thought I threw that note out! Now he knows I'm here and..all alone,' you did your best to suppress your sobs as you looked frantically around the room.
Alas, you had no other options:
Go out the left door: Bonnie will kill you.
Go out the right door: Chica will probably be there.
Hide under the bed: Freddy and his minions will eat you up.
Go into the closet: Foxy will-

"͏҉͟Ah͏̧͢oy̧͟͟ ̴l̷as̀͠͡s̶͡,̨̡́"̡͘ You jumped a bit, looking at the other side of your room to see the closet door open and a muzzle sticking out. 

"̢Y̸ę͜ k҉̨͞n̷̕o̸͞w̶͡ ͜it ̸͢͝i̛sn'̶͟t ̢sa͟fé̶̛ j̧̧͟u͜s͘t̸ ͏to̶̶ ̵s̀it͜͝ ̵̀t̴҉ha̸ŗ͏.̧̕.̶̸ç͜͢óm͢e̵̸ '͟͝͞er̷͘e.͡ I̴ ̨p̵ro̴m̵͟͏i͘͢͡se̸̕ ́not̵ ͡t̴o͢͞҉ ̷̧h̸̴̶u͟r͘t̢̧ ͝͏y͜e͜,̀"́͘"̟̤͊̈ͩͅ Nightmare Foxy beckoned. With your options limited, and the sounds of the robber's footsteps growing louder, you hopped off your bed and rushed to the closet door. You weren't sure why now he wanted to protect you, but what other choice did you have? Who knows what that..man will do to you?

"Q̨u͞i̶c̴̛̕k͝l̢͘y̶͝,̶̢ ̛la͟śsi̶̢̧e.̀ T͜h́͘͢is ͝͏͠ol̡҉d͟͡ ҉f̸̧o̧x̢'҉l̴l̶ ͘ḱ̴e̷͢e͞p̵̀ ̵̶y̢a̕ ̕͢s̴͞͠a͡f͢͞͡e͞͝ ͢fr̵̡ò̡m̧ ͝t̵͡͞h̀͘a̡̕͢t́ ͟͟͠l̷a͠n̛̕d̛lub̴̵b̷̢͡e͠r̸.̶̸̡"̛ He reassured you, pushing you gently inside of the closet with his normal hand before shutting the door, leaving you both in the darkness. Well, his orange eyes did serve as a dim light source, but it was enough for you to see Foxy's beaten-down body and machinery.

"Th-Thanks-"

"͢͠S̕͘͝h̴̨h̸̶͠h͢͞,́ ̷I̸̷ ̧͝h̷̷e͏̵̡a̛r҉ ̸̵͘h̷i͟m.͝ No͝ẃ̛͏ ̷͜҉b̸̡̕e̵ ̷͘s̵̢t̨i̛l̡͠l͜͢ a͜͞n̴͏ḑ̀ ̧hò̸̀ld͢͞͡ ̡o͝͠n͝ ̶̨to̧̢͘ ̵̛͝m͡é̵͜ ̧͝͡a̶͝͡r̵҉m.͏̵."͏ Foxy interrupted, putting his arms around you, careful not to jab your with his hook. You nodded and did the same, eventually finding yourself snuggling against his chest, listening to the buzzing and hums of his servos as the man entered your room.

"Hey [y/n], daddy's home. He just wants to check up on his little honeybun~" He spoke in a deep, gruff voice. It sounded nothing like your father. Through the cracks of the closet door, you nearly gasped as the man was dangerously close to where you and Foxy were hiding. As he shone his flashlight towards the door, you snuggled even further into your protector, trying your best not to hyperventilate.

"͘͞R͞e̸l̵a͘͠x͢͡,͘͞ ͝͏̧li͢͡t͞t̷le ͝[͢y҉̵̛/͠n]҉.̷́",̲̙̈́̒̊̋̽ͪ̃"̠̤̻ͯ̇̍ Foxy cooed into your ear,"̡Ẃ҉͡e̢̨͜ ͞a͡͠l҉ẁa͟y͜s̛ ͟ha͠҉v̢͞ȩ͡ ҉̀a̸̛ ͡şu̷͟r͏p̨ŗ͘i̵̢͞s̷͜e̴͡͡ f͘o̴͞r̕҉ ̀͏i҉ńt̡r̢ų̷͡d͜͞e̵͢r͏̕͢s͘ ͏l̴i̸k̕͘͟e̵̷ ͢hi͘m̛.̵̀.̶̕͡"

You were about to ask him what he meant when you noticed a lump move on your bed. The robber turned around, shining the light onto the bed. Foxy let go of you as soon as the man walked away from the closet.

"Ah, there you are," he spoke, grinning eerily. "Stirring in your sleep? Having nightmares? Well..." He chuckled, unsheathing a knife. "Those monsters can't get you, cause they aren't real. You know, the real monsters-all the "bad people" and "robbers" ya hear about on the news-are the ones you really need to fear. Unlike nightmares..we don't go away! We return with VENGEANCE!!"

The man plunged the knife into the "lump", the noise causing you to flinch.

"͓͖̜ͪ̐̊̆͆̚Ċ͔͖̍͆ͧ̂̾̉o͍̖̣̳͚͍ͬ̚ͅv̤͔͋ͯ̌̽͐e̟̞̙͌̈ͦ̔̃̎̆r͋̓ ̗̍̍̽̿̑ͣͭy͐͐eͤ̑ͬ̾̆̑̉ř͓̞̭ͧ͊̂̉ ̻̰̺ͭ̍ͅͅḙ͈͉̣ͯͤ̅a̙̼̞͈̤͇̽͊̽̋̏r͇̥̟ͫͅs̤͖̱̣̞̰͛̃̃̾̍̑,͉̘̂͒ͣ͐͑̓ ͙̣̲͉ͦͮͥ͊̌̒̂l͕̼͋̈̾a͈̗͓̝̓ͮ̏̊s̹̦̫̺̰͌s̞̠̹͕̱ͣ̉,̞̰͕͓̺ͤ̌͂ͭ͂"͎͕̼̪͔̙̉̉͊̾̋ͩ   Foxy ordered as he stood to his feet. You nodded and clamped your hands over your ears just as you heard an ear-splitting screech. Peering through a crack you saw that the "lump" was a Fredlet, who pounced and latched onto the man's face.

"AHHHH!! WHAT IS THIS THING?!! GET....OFF-AAAAAAAHHHH!!!" The miniature Freddy bit into his skull, drawing out a stream of blood. Foxy snickered a bit before looking back down at you.

"̛̀I t̡͢h̛i͜n̵͘k̴͘͟ ̕͜͢i̧̨͡t͡͡'̵̧s̷͢ ţ̴i͠m͜é͜ f̨o̕r̢ m̢e ͡͠t̢͟o͡ ͢͞intrơ̢d͝u͞c̸̸͞e̕͠͞ mý͡͡ş̴e̶l̛͏f͘̕ ͝to̶̷͡ ͢hì́m̢͟͏.҉҉̨ ̕͝St̛̛aý́ ̨́͡i͏n̛͠ ̀͠ḩ͟e̡͜r̶e͠͝,͢ ̡͝l̡҉̧a̴sş̨͘,̶͢ a̵nd̀ ̡d̵̡o̢͟n͞'̶̢̛t͠ ́ùn̢͜c̨͟o̴͜v͡er͠ t̸̡͢h̛̀͝o͜͢s̛͢e͡ ̸͟e̷͟ar̶͠s̸ ̶̀ţ̧i̴̢ll̨͘͢ ̵I̛ ͘͘͢r̸et̕ur̶ǹ.͜͝.̀.ḩ̴e ̀w̵̛o͜͢͝ń̴͞'̵̛̛t̶̨ ̸b̶̷͟e̢ ͘͝҉a͝ ̨͝b̷o͏̸͜t͜͏h̡er t̷o̡ ̀͜ù̸͟s̢ a͏̵n͏͢y̴͜more͢.͏

You complied and back away into the corner of the closet. Foxy flashed you a small grin before opening the door. The intruder finally threw the Fredlet off of him, but he was seeing spots and could barely register what had happened.
"Shit! Wha-What's in this room-!" He shone his flashlight towards Foxy, his eyes widening in horror as it short out.

"Ah fu-"

The crimson animatronic lunged out, letting loose a deep, bloodcurdling, mechanical roar as he tackled the intruder to the ground.
"AHHHH! GET OFF ME FREAK!!" He cried out, jabbing the fox repeatedly with his knife until it became stuck deep into his shoulder.

"̴Y͘͠e̴̢̡ ̴h̛a̛͞d̵̨ ͠҉͟yǫ̴̀uŕ̷͝ ͢͡͞fuń̸.́͟."̶̀͡ Foxy sneered, looking down at the pathetic excuse for a human. "̧bu̡͞t̢͝ n͝҉̧ó͘w̸̨̨ ̶̡͞i̡͢t̶'s̴̵̛ ̷́me t̸u͢r̴̴n̷~̵"̷͜͡  ̪͎͉̗ͥ́͛̿ͪ̉He raised his hooked hand and jabbed it into the man's eye. His screams could be heard for miles as the pirate fox shoved his hook further into his eye socket before pulling it out slowly.

"͏Arr̛g̶h͏̕̕.͘͘̕.̶͏̨ỳ̶er̸̕͞ ̢l̀o̴ok̵͜i҉̴̢n̸͏͞'̨ ͝at̨ ̷͢͝a҉̛ l̵̕iv́͏i͢ng̕ ̵͠n͢͝ig͞h̵̴̀t̢́͟m̧͢a͜͜re̛҉,̸ ̧me҉̕ ͠b̡o. Whi҉̨le͘ ̕f̵́͘ilt̢̧h̵y ͢m͢͝e̶at̀b̵́a͟҉́g͟͡s̛͢ s̢̧u͟c̡h̢҉͏ ̷̕a͢͜s͢ ̀yé͡r̢s̷͘͢é͢͜l̴f ͢t͟͡h̷ì̕͠nk ̷͞͠yeŗ͡ ̴́͞t̕͏҉h҉̧͠e̸͘ ͠r͞ea͞l͘҉̨ ̶͟͡m̵̕o҉̸n͏st͞e͘r̶̸s.͏͞.yer͡ ͜͠r̴͞i͢͡g̛͠h͘t̀́̕..b̧ut͞͡ ̵̡̀tha͞r̡'̡̀s̸ ̧͠͠o̡͏́t̛͢h̶e̛r ́͟n͘ig̀͞h͡tm͘͏a̴r҉̶͠e͜s̸͞ ̸͝w͟h͜o͡͡ ͏̸n҉ev҉͡e͡r l̵͢eave̕͠ ͝͡y͢e̡ŗ͠͞ ̛͢h́͡e̴͟a̧d̴͟͠..͜"̡͘͜

The door opened and you saw Nightmare Bonnie and Chica step into the room. Foxy rose to his feet, allowing his friends to grab the man by his arms, and drag him out of your room as his cries for mercy went silent as the fox shut the door.

"҉̀I̵͢͢t͝'҉s̢͝ ̀̀a̧ĺ̛ŕ̢͝i͘g̛̀ht̢ ́͠l̸a̴s̢͠ś..h̷e͡'̴̡s͘ ̶̨̕go͟n̸҉e͘͏.̸."́̕͡ He looked at the closet door, before down at his bloodstained hook, a bit worried that you might have seen all of that.
What he didn't expect was for you to lunge out like he did earlier and hug his leg.

"Tha-thank you," you cried, tears pouring out of your eyes, "I didn't know wha-what to do...a-and I thought h-h-he would..." Foxy looked down at you, shocked, at first, until he smiled and scooped you into his arms.

"͘Y̡a͟r̛̕̕ŗ̷-͞h̢a̶̵r̴̕r̵̷͟-̴͝h̡ar̛͢r̡-͝ar҉̵r̡̀gh̴!̷̀͟" He laughed. "͖͗"̀Ỳe̵͟ ̵be͠e͜͢n ̴҉a͠ ̧͝b̴͢r̶a͟͠͞v̡͝ę ̴͘͠l̸̕it̴́͞tl̶̨ȩ̧́ ̧l̶͡a̡ss̕,̷̛ ͡͡and̀ ́̕f̧̡or͝ ̢t̴hat͝ ̨̀̕I͢ a̧͏s̴ķ͠ ͏͏y̕͞҉é: ̷̛wa̕nn̡̛͝a̴̕ ̛͘b̴e m̀͟͢e͡ ͝f̢i̴͢r͏s͡͡ţ̴͏ m̶̸͢a̛̕͟t̛e?͘"͡͏

You looked up at him, sniffling but smiling with joy. "I-I would love to!"

"̫̬͚͉̹̪̦̓̃̇̎ͭ̔R̩͍̺̮̅ͩ͒̇̍e̮͕͕̩͙ͫ̋͐͛̈a̞͙̱̫̙̙̤ͨͥͨͪ͛͑̚l̩̒ͦ͌̂̈́l̝̙̟̲̂͌ỵ̦̮ͯ͒ͨ?̼"

"Yup! First Mate [Y/n] is at your service, Capt'n Foxy!" You saluted him while talking with a pirate accent. Nightmare Foxy chuckled, using the smooth, clean side of his hook to wipe away your remaining tears just as your alarm clock rang 6:00.

"̛́S̀͠͡e̡͢e̷̛͝ms̡̧ ͜͠o̕ųr ̀̕͢t͘i͞m̨̛͝e͟͡ ͞͞i̸͜s ̶̨cu̕͘҉t̷ ̷́s͝h́́ò̧̧r̶̡t҉,̷̀ F̶͞i̛͜r̷s͢t͏̢ ̴҉M̡̕a͠t͜e̴,͘͢"͟͝͠He muttered, setting you down on your bed before heading back to the closet. As he opened the door, though, he looked back at you one last time.

"̢̨́I̛̕f̀͘ y͠é̸ ̢͠e͠v̛҉e͠͡r̡ n͜e̸̕͠e͢d̕͡ ̧m̕e̴͝͡,҉́͞ ͞j̀͠us̵t͜ ͞kǹo͏̢ck҉̢,"̸̷̵"̦̺ͧͅ He performed the gesture, grinning. You nodded. "Thank you again, Foxy, but where did the ma-" But Nightmare Foxy had already disappeared. In confusion, you hopped off the bed and wandered towards the closet again. Opening it, you only saw a plushie of Foxy.

"Guess it doesn't matter," you sighed, picking up the stuffed animal and hugging it close to you.

"Nothing else matters as long as I have my protector here."