chapter twenty eight

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michael afton x fem reader
chapter 28
(warning: swearing n michael being a dick to evan 😛)

Also I didn't know what to put for a picture so just enjoy me, juli n nora being in our fuck boy era🤭

Ten days until the party.

MICHAEL'S POV
January 22, 1983
6:14 pm

I was sitting at the dinner table with my family, just staring into my plate still full of food, my eyes were probably a bit puffy but no one asked why until Liz asked "Mikey, why are your eyes puffy?" Breaking the silence in the room, I was tapping my fork on the plate basically playing with my food "Got soap in my eyes while having a shower" I replied to her question, placing the fork down and taking a sip of water out of my glass "Why haven't you eaten yet Michael?" My mother asked "Not hungry, may I be excused?" I said as I took my napkin to wipe my lip that had some water on it still

"Oh, yeah of course sweetie just uh put your plate in the fridge and save it for later" My mother said as a small frown appeared across her face but I only seem to notice it, she doesn't really like when me, my siblings or god even my father himself doesn't finish the food she prepares for us, I felt bad not eating the food she cooked but I just couldn't bring myself to it "Okay thanks, I will" I said to her, not making eye contact with anyone, last person I made eye contact with was Y/N, all I could think about was
Y/N.

After I said that I got out of the chair I was sitting in and picked up my plate and my now empty glass of water, I place the glass in dishwasher and put my plate still full of food in the fridge, I knew I would probably throw it out later saying I ate it so my mother would be happy

Once I went back to my room I opened my door to enter my messy room, the only thing that was organized was my bedside table and my bed, the foxy mask laying on my bed so I went over to pick it then went to my bath room, looking into the mirror and holding the mask and put it on, now the mask over my face and a smirk appeared across my face

Evan normally goes to bed around seven, I don't know why he went to bed so early but he was also complaining about having no sleep and you could clearly see the eye bags forming underneath his eyes so before he goes to bed, why not give him a little surprise?

I quickly and quietly went to his room, his room had two door, don't know why but he just did so I entered through the right door to see it wasn't in his room so I decided to hide in his closet and wait for him to come back

"I'll be back at seven to come tuck you in and say goodnight okay?" I heard my mother say "Okay!" Evan said happily then I could hear him run towards the room, he entered through the left door and sat down and started to play with his plushys, Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, Foxy and Fredbear as I could see through the closet door since I left it opened a bit, a smirk grew across my face when I saw the Foxy plushy and that's when I decided to jump out and scare the little guy

"Boo!" I said as I jumped at him, he quickly turned around and looked terrified as he yelped "Mikey! Stop! you know I don't like when you do that!" He said as tears started to pour down his face, I burst out in laughter

"Oh Evan stop being such a crybaby!" I laughed at him and quietly snatched the Foxy plushy "Give it back!" He cried "Hm, no. He's mine now" I said as I help plushy just out of his reach "I'll tell mama and papa!" He said, scrambling trying to reach the plushy "Oh I don't think you would want to do that, little guy" I replied with a smirk "And you know what? I don't think you need Foxy in fact" I added as I slowly ripped off the head of Foxy and threw it to the ground "You tell any one of them and I'll do it to all of them next." I said pointing at all of the plushys as Evan wiped his tears but more kept on falling when he looked at the Foxy plushy "W-why would you do t-this to Foxy.." He stuttered as he held onto the plushy "I have my reasons" I said with a smirk before leaving his room

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