Friday Night Funkin x Reader Stories

Party

Pico x Keith x Female DJ Reader

~Content suitable for most audiences~

~Tobacco depictions, Alcohol depictions, Foul language~

~Cover art not mine~

Guide:

Y/n - Your name

E/c - Eye color

H/c - Hair color

H/l - Hair length

H/t - Hair type

F/d - Favorite drink

F/c - Favorite color

Unquoted Italicized - Thoughts

Bold - Text messages

Miscellaneous -

You are a DJ at a local club

Your outfit is a skin tight dress (idk like GF's or something), with diamond earrings and your hair is fixed to your liking

I'm explaining this here cause I won't be in the story much

Keith no short boi

You are shortest amongst you three

Enjoy!

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Y/n POV:

The flashing lights...

The blaring music...

The thrill...

All things a club usually has to offer.

I would know, I'm at one almost all the time.

Ew, no, not as like a stripper or anything, weirdos.

I'm a DJ!

Well, an aspiring DJ...

I usually just find gigs at clubs.

I can go to any club I want, really.

But I choose this one, and there's a reason for that.

I turned the music down and everyone began to cheer.

"Y'all like that?" I asked, my voice booming through the speaker.

"YESSS" The crowd cheered.

"Who's ready to party!?" I shouted. I earned back more cheers from the crowd as I started up another track.

The club got loud again as the music and peoples screams filled the air. The flashing lights adding along with it.

I began scanning the room, looking at all the people enjoying their time.

Just then I seen the reason why I come here so often.

"Shit," I cursed to myself.

Not like I have a need to.

It's not like they know me anyway.

Pico POV:

I had a firm grip on Keith's arm, pushing our way through the dancing people. The flashing lights being the only thing that lit the way.

"Owww, ow, Pico! Don't pull so hard!" Keith whined.