Poppy Playtime One-Shots

Teary-Eyed {Huggy x Fem!Reader}

Working in the Playtime Co. factory wasn't precisely what Y/n expected it to be. Call her a pessimist, but the h/c woman imagined she'd be subjected to long work hours with little to no breaks. However, coming to her surprise, she was treated with the exact opposite. If she happened to be working a long 8-hour shift that day, she'd be released on an hour break. While it wasn't anything to fawn over, just a little hour break does wonders for aching feet.

However, a rejuvenating one-hour break was hardly the weirdest thing that occurred in the toy factory. Standing hot and center from the ticket booth that marked the factory's tour section entrance was the company's second most famous mascot, Huggy Wuggy. He was a tall thing, almost intimidatingly so. His body was lean and lanky and mostly made up of a soft faux fur that could cradle anyone into a comfortable slumber. At least that last bit was what y/n's manager had told her when raving about the wonders and success of the factory. She particularly remembered the man commenting on how innovative the technology was.

Regardless of whatever y/n's manager meant with that statement, the young woman had to agree. Looking up at the tall blue mascot, she noted the wide black eyes, glistening like fine glass against the light. Then, trailing her gaze downward, she noted the bright red lips he had and the small bow tie tied around his neck. It was like he were a gift wrapped up in a neat little bow. Scanning his features further, she eyed the velcro-stamped hands of the sizeable string-like doll. They were soft but firm enough to hold whatever he wanted in them.

Huggy Wuggy was a sight to behold, though when y/n had first started working, she found herself unnerved by the almost soulless black eyes he possessed. Though, after months of working at the factory, y/n had found herself becoming fond of the giant doll. Especially since she was tasked with caring for the miniature versions of the blue furball. Standing at 3 feet, these dolls were the spitting image of Huggy Wuggy himself, just smaller in size. However, because of their minor nature, they could get themselves into hard-to-reach and potentially dangerous areas. Therefore, y/n was tasked with ensuring none of them could even think about getting handsy with a power socket.

While most shifts they would be handed off to another worker during y/n's hour break, sometimes the 3-foot demon spawns couldn't bare to leave her side. This meant that they'd follow her into the break room and linger while she rested her poor aching feet and got a bite to eat. Though, sometimes the little buggers would try to nab a bit of whatever she was eating, usually by scooping it delicately into their cupped hands and running away like little bandits escaping their most diabolical crime yet. To prevent this from happening, there would be small toys in the break room for the sentient Huggies to play with. For a while this seemed to do the trick, they'd run off and do their thing, leaving Y/n to her delicious food. However, to Y/n's dismay, today's shift was nothing but chaos...

"No no no! Dont touch that- that's mine!" Y/n cried as she barreled after a rapidly waddling Huggy crook. She swiftly dodged past the table attempting to reach for the blue doll. However, almost as if they were working together, the two other sentient dolls joined arms, causing her foot to get tangled in the mess of furry appendages.

With a shocked squeal, Y/n collapsed to the ground before letting out a frustrated growl and pursuing them once more. What occurred for a few minutes after was a wild goose chase that only left Y/n gasping for air and her legs aching more so than usual. She had to reach an ultimatum.

So the h/c woman offered each of the three dolls a piece of her food, bribing them to sit still in their seats and watch a movie instead. There was no point in getting them to play with the toys since they already seemed so disinterested.

So, Y/n turned on a movie for the triplets. "The Corpse Bride" is a true classic, even Y/n remembered the movie as a child. The movie already seemed to be partly through the storyline, but the small dolls hardly seemed to care. Their eyes were trained onto the TV screen, watching as the scenes unfold. Even Y/n found herself entranced into the movie's storyline, so much so that she didn't notice how emotionally invested she was.

It wasn't until the ending scene when the blue beauty, Emily, began to melt away into a sea of butterflies, dotting the night sky. Tears began to prick at Y/n's eyes before tracing her cheeks and plopping onto the table under her. Lifting a hand, Y/n found herself shocked by her emotional response to the scene. It was beautiful and she truly did feel bad for the poor undead bride, but she also couldn't help but find it humoring that she was crying like a little girl at the scene.

Feverishly, Y/n tried to scrub her tears away, but more kept falling, leaving her hiccuping and laughing both at the same time. Just before her, the Huggy triplets appeared to be startled by her sudden crying. Confused, they all scrambled to the h/c's side and attempted to comfort the woman the best they could. Granted, they were confused but they tried everything in their books to 'cheer' Y/n up. They hugged her legs, her arms, her waist, they even tried offering her strange gifts to brighten her spirits.

"G-Guys! I'm okay! I'm okay! I s-swear." Y/n sniffled, her hiccups accented with soft giggles as she tried to get a grip of herself. She patted the fuzzy mini Huggies, trying to reassure them and accept their gifts. So far they had retrieved the toys in the corner, giving them to her, the strangest gift she had gotten yet was a spoon one frantically plopped into her hands before staring up at her to see if she was okay.

The blue triplets were at a loss, nothing seemed to quell the tears of the suddenly emotional Y/n. Looking between each other, they all reached a conclusion, they needed to bring in the big guns. Frantically, they all gave Y/n a short hug before running out of the room, leaving her tear-eyed and confused. A few moments passed as she tried to dry her tears before the door was pried open. Turning, Y/n was met face to face with the one and only 8 foot tall Huggy Wuggy crawling through the doorway.

Y/n was in disbelief, her e/c watery eyes stared wide-eyed at the furry mascot as he got comfortable in the smaller room. Shifting his head, he smiled and waved at Y/n before gesturing towards her eyes, clearly inquiring about the tears.
"O-Oh? I'm fine, I promise Huggy-" She frantically attempted to explain, yet she was interrupted by a gentle squeeze at her legs. It was the triplets, each was wrapped around her legs, hugging her the best they could with all their might. Y/n began to laugh patting and petting the tops of their heads, trying to ease the nerves of the poor dolls. However, she soon felt the soft fur of another certain doll gently wrap around her waist and maneuver her closer to him. Huggy drew her in close, pressing his head against her chest and coiling his arms around her frame, snuggling close into a warm hug. A warm feeling spread across the woman's chest, and she couldn't help but erupt into a fit of giggles. She wrapped her arms around the blue towering figure, pouring her well-meaning affection into the hug. Huggy seemed to notice this and responded by gently squeezing her closer, a soft purr-like noise rumbling from his chest.
Y/n sniffed, rubbing her nose softly as she pried herself away from the hug. "Thank you, Huggy. And you three too." She smiled, her cheeks rosy and eyes twinkling with delight. The large Huggy mascot let out a soft rumble as he held her now, resting his head on her's as he gently embraced her. However her break was soon coming to end, and Y/n would have to wrap this up and get back to work, much like Huggy himself.

Gripping the sides of Huggy's face, Y/n planted a sweet kiss on the massive doll's cheek before shimmying out of his arms. The large doll seemed taken aback at first, but soon recoiled bashfully, his large hand resting on the spot she had kissed. Y/n merely giggled at the gentle giant before turning to face the three demon spawns themselves, lifting them up and nuzzling their heads gently. "Alright, that's enough shinanigans. It's time for me to get back to work, why don't we go hug some kids now and make their days, hm?" She chirped, smiling as the triplets sheepishly nodded their heads. Setting them down, she allowed them to take the lead and scamper out the door, passing Huggy on the way. Y/n paused, looking up at the hunched-over mascot as he shimmied aside, politely allowing her out first. "Thank you again, Huggy. You truly do give the best hugs." She beamed warmly as the giant stared happily back, bashfully waving her off. Y/n giggled once more before exiting the room, trotting after the three smaller dolls with the 8 foot Huggy in tow.