Fnaf Genderbend Art Five Nights at Freddys Female Animatronics Fanfiction

Over My Expressionless Trunk (FNAF Ten Male Reader)

Considering.Legend: (F/N)Offset proper name, (H/C)Hair color______________________________________________________________________________Third Person POV:The destruction was for lack of a better word, incredible! How a unmarried ten-ish twelvemonth-sometime boy acquired so much wanton devastation in a single nighttime was beyond comprehension: prize counters looted, arcade cabinets smashed, the kitchens fabricated a complete mess, the sound system ruined beyond repair, the Pizzaria's prized animatronics torn apart, and the night guard... she will be missed. "I hope that kid go's the aid he needs." The (H/C) haired master mechanic said while watching the police auto the child was in fade from view. Turning back to the at present 'closed for repairs' Pizza-plex, (F/N) began to direct the cleaning crews to their tasks, and his ain repair crew to recover the scattered parts of Freddy and the other mascots. (F/N)'s POV:I let out a sigh every bit I went over my team's recovery and assay notes. "Montgomery: Smashed in half, skull crushed, claws ripped off.(Child 'attempted' to graft claws onto Freddy.), Chica: Partly crushed in trash compactor, neb/vocalisation box removed.(Vocalism box jammed downward Freddy'south pharynx.), Roxanne crashed into by become-cart, major corrective harm, some structural harm, eyes ripped out.(Eyes found in Freddy's sockets, non functioning.), Freddy: Critical battery damage(Due to existence forcefully removed from charging station while in utilise.), damaged jaw/song components(From having Chica'due south beak forced downwardly his throat.), severed lower artillery(Attempted claw replacement.), eyes ripped from sockets(Still missing.), torso plates bent, inner mechanics removed/damaged/covered in urine and fecal affair.(Ten-year-one-time male child found sitting in forced open breast crenel cheering about an adventure with Freddy and stopping evil bunny lady.) I put the clip board down on my tool chest, and took a sip of my FazFizz. "It's gonna be a long solar day."With the main cast of the Pizza-plex arranged in the maintenance hangar, I had the balance of my crew handle the other major repairs; almost to work on the carts, mini-golf game, and the arcade machines, and the residuum to fix the various task-bots. "Time to wake upward Chica." I said equally I hooked the mechanical bird girl to the power grid, and set her to 'condom mode'. As expected she began to freak out the moment she came back online, but her body wouldn't motion due to rubber mode. I put my hands on the sides of Chica's caput. "Chica, Chica... Look at me. Look. At. Me." Her eyes focused on my face up, and her servos stopped trying to move. "It's OK at present. You and the others have been badly damaged, but I'chiliad going to prepare you." Some sparks cam from where her beak would take been. "Don't try to talk, your vocals were ... disabled, simply everything will be fine." I moved out of her field of view. "I needed to power you on to run a total arrangement diagnostic including your programming; I'll turn you dorsum to sleep mode after it'south done."About an hour of merely talking to her while waiting for the scan to stop later, I had the full idea of what was wrong. "We'll the skillful news is it won't be a problem getting y'all talking once again; as for the bad news ... well your endoskeleton is better off than Monty's. Shouldn't take me too long to get you back to functional operation." The one countenance she could yet move inverse to a more relaxed/relived position. "See you when you wake upwardly." A few sparks came out of Chica'southward rima oris which I guess was her maxim goodnight just before I turned her to sleep manner.I went through something similar with Monty just with him beingness able to yell in terror about not being able to experience his legs. I ran a bones diagnostic on Freddy, and yep I needed to completely rewire the poor guy amongst other things. Final upwards was Roxie. A cry of horror nearly deafened me when I turned her to safe manner. "Roxie, information technology's OK; please calm down." "(F-F/N)?! Is that you?! You have to go out of here! That kid he, he attacked the others!" I wrapped my arms around her body to attempt to calm her downwards. "He's gone now. The police force have taken him far abroad. He tin't hurt you anymore." Her vocalisation softened slightly. "He went later Vanny, and I tried to stop him, but ..." Roxanne began to sob as oil began leaking from her heart sockets. "T-The cart! MY Optics!" It then dawned on me, she was all the same agile when the kid ripped her eyes out! I held her tighter every bit the oil from her eyes stained my shirt. "He can't hurt you anymore, and I promise I will fix you lot."I spent the next hour chatting with Roxie to help her through this whole ordeal while the diagnostic ran. Subsequently returning her to sleep mode, I wrote up my written report on what had to be washed, and what parts I needed ordered. I got an E-mail back soon afterward telling me to prepare the animatronics to be scrapped as information technology would price more to fix them than to just buy new ones. I shot an East-mail dorsum with a simple argument. "Over my dead body." END

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