Save the Factory (Poppy Playtime Reader Insert)

Leaving Home Sweet Home

You had been sitting with Kick hugging you for the past few minutes, letting the giant toy cry into your shoulder. It hadn't been long since the two of you began searching through Home Sweet Home, but you already felt a level of attachment to him. Despite not wanting to break the hug, you said, "Hey, Kick. We need to keep moving, and I need you with me on this." You heard Kick sniff once more before he finally broke the embrace and stood up, wiping his tears off with his arm. "Alright." Kick said as he cleared himself up, "I just want to make The Prototype pay for all the death he brought upon others, even after the Hour of Joy."

As the two of you began moving once again, you asked, "What's the Hour of Joy? And who's this Prototype?" Kick looked at you with a questioning eye as he said, "You haven't seen The Prototype yet? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. The Prototype is the one responsible for organizing the whole Hour of Joy, and Catnap treats it as a God, doing anything it asks." You were left in thought as the two of you squeezed through a hole in a wall and opened a door to another hallway. You could hear a soft thudding coming from nearby, and as you turned to the right of the door, you almost gasped at the sight of Catnap strolling past a blockade made up of crates and furniture.

You quickly backed into the room and looked at Kick, who understood your gaze and kept quiet for a moment, before peaking out into the hall and saying, "It's clear. Let's keep going." You and Kick quietly removed the crates forming a barricade and kept moving, but at a much quieter pace. Sneaking into another room, you saw two battery sockets on the wall. Quickly powering one up with a battery pack, the two of you began looking around for a second. Slowly making your way to the end of the hall you'd seen Catnap go down, you were met with a door at the end. Deja vu washing over you, you wanted to leave and keep searching. But your curiosity got the better of you as you creaked open the door and saw a bunch of cardboard boxes piled up.

Looking beyond them, you quickly spotted a familiar pink toy. "Kissy!" You whisper yelled, hopping on the boxes to try and get her attention. But no matter what you did, you couldn't reach her figuratively or literally. She kept her gaze fixed on a picture of a young girl she had in her hands, and didn't seem content with acknowledging you. You then saw the drawings of kissy on the wall and wondered if the girl in the picture was either a friend of Kissy's, or if by some indescribable means, Kissy was looking at a picture of herself before becoming a giant toy.

Kick soon came in as well, but had the same level of luck as you when trying to get her attention. "Let's just leave her be." Kick said finally, "I think she just wants to be alone." You soon agreed with him and the two of you left the pink toy to herself. Heading upwards into another room, you soon had a haunted look on your face as you realized what room you were in. All over the room were cribs that would have held infant children. You tried to shake the possible nightmares out of your head as you closed your eyes until the two of you were out of the room.

Now the two of you were in a room full of bunk beds and a toppled over statue of Bobby Bearhug, with a battery pack exposed on the things back. "I remember," Kick said as you grabbed the battery and began making your way back, "Those statues were put up to keep an eye on the children, and would make sure none of them left during the night." You were further disgusted by Playtime as you brought the battery back to the room with the sockets in it and placed it into the remaining slot.

With that, a spark of electricity shot through some cables and a rooster noise played from a nearby monitor. Looking up to it, there was the image of a sun cut in half which reminded you of one you saw on the door to another room. "I think we have to get the power fully back on before we can get to the backup generators." You said as you pressed a button and noticed the door on the other side of the barred window opening. Heading back out, you quickly headed up a spiral staircase, coming to a large intersection where you spotted a large toy car with a wind up pull on the back.

"Allow me." Said Kick as he reached down and pulled on the cord for a second, letting the tires begin to squeal before he let go and sent the car rocketing through a room and crashing through a door on the other side. Walking through, you were now on the second floor of the main area you first came in. Walking past a cutout of Picky Piggy, you entered another set of rooms full of cribs, quickly running through. You and Kick then came to a room where there was a Bobby statue like before, but unlike the previous, this one was fully functioning.

Knowing you'd probably need the battery pack on it's back, you tried to mover towards the back, but the statue rotated as it kept its gaze fixed on you. "Kick, can you get the battery?" You asked as he nodded and promptly ripped out the pack while it was still facing you. The eyes quickly faded and the two of you reunited and kept moving through the seemingly endless maze of the orphanage.

Soon after finding the room where you needed to place the batteries, you also managed to find the second, placing it in with the other and pressing the button, now showing a full sun symbol. Heading back into the main area, you were glad to see that the door with the sun on it was now open, and you and Kick could continue onward. Heading through the much more rough and industrial looking room, you came to an area with more connection points and rotating electrical poles. But there were also blue Grab-pack hands attached to turrets you could aim, and after thinking about it for a moment, in only a few minutes you'd solved the puzzle and gained access to the new room.

"Wow. You just see things differently, don't you?" Kick asked as you began moving through the halls tainted with a red glow without the presence of the Red Smoke. "Well. I guess you could say that." You admitted, "I've always had a unique way to see things. Like if I see a problem, my brain learns how to solve it much faster than some others as long as I can visualize it." Kick then chuckled as he said, "Well that's pretty impressive, (Y/n)." You scratched the back of your head as you also let out a soft chuckle before coming to a button on the wall.

Hitting it brought down an elevator which you and Kick boarded. The metal creaked under your combined weight, but the elevator still managed to bring you up to the next room. Surprisingly, it was the room you'd first met Kick in, and the two of you had gone in a full circle. "Alright. Looks like we got the backup generator up and running again, so now we just need to get out of here to do the rest." You said as you began moving towards the staircase you came down before Kick placed his hand on your shoulder.

You turned back to him and he said, "You said 'we'. Are... are you sure you want me to come with you?" He held the side of hid arm as you thought about it. The thought of that dream you'd been put into was still fresh in your mind, and you still could clearly remember what you had been told. But you then thought back to the other toys, and then to Kick. Clearly not everyone in this factory had a say in things, and you wanted to give them all something they could appreciate.

You reached forward and placed Kick's free hand in yours. He looked down to you as you looked up to him and said, "All I want right now is to help the troubled toys here, and I'm not leaving anyone with a good soul in them behind. That includes you, Kick." Kick looked at his hand in yours, before nodding and placing his other hand on top, saying, "Alright (Y/n). I'm in." With that information, the two of you began heading up the steps to exit Home Sweet Home.

Coming out into the open, you took a breath of the air as you began moving down the stairs, with Kick stopping to look back at the orphanage. Then, he was suddenly knocked aside by an unseen force and slammed into the deck. You only had a second to react as the force grabbed you and planted you to the ground. In the moment, you were too startled to see clearly and tried thrashing to escape the creatures grasp. Looking up at it, you thought it shared a resemblance to the Nightmare Huggy that had killed you in your dream. Beginning to seriously freak out, you closed your eyes in terror once again. Suddenly you heard the sound of someone running up as a distantly familiar voice shouted, "NO, NO! LET GO!"