![]() ![]() Her father thought she spent too much time at the Pizzaplex already, but he relented when he saw the employee discounts. It’s like this: for most of Cassie’s life, it’s just been her and her dad, and he’s all she really needs when push comes to shove, like when her school friends didn’t turn up to her birthday party. Roxy was always her favorite-from the shock of lime-green hair streaking through her bangs to the bold red-and-black of her outfit, she was all of Cassie’s favorite colors all confidence and personality and fun.) She used to love watching the Glamrocks in their greenrooms, practicing instruments, lounging, waving, preening. bots made good listeners whenever she needed someone to talk to. ![]() Cassie knows the place like the back of her hand-or she did, anyway, before the earthquake and the closure and the rot set in with the grime. She’d take the bus there every afternoon on weekdays and sometimes weekends too, spending free moments roaming the food court and the hallways and the atrium, watching show after animatronic show. (She’s spent a lot of time at the Pizzaplex, usually after school while waiting for her dad to get off work there. It’s just that Cassie cares too much, for lack of a better word. All her classmates have been to the Pizzaplex, and more than once at that. She’s too quiet or too nerdy or too odd or too “into” the Fazbear animatronics, never mind that everyone is into them one way or another. The problem is that nothing ever seems to stick, no matter how hard she tries. It’s not for lack of trying, to be sure, because she’s spent her entire life doing nothing but trying. “the best friends of our childhoods are the loves of our lives, and they break our hearts in worse ways.”Ĭassie’s never been the best at making friends if she’s honest. (See the end of the work for more notes.) ![]() sometimes you just need to heal your inner child and also a video game one i guess. who cares! have some hurt/comfort that has in concept been occupying a small corner of my brain since i was fifteen and thinking too hard about fnaf 2. I have no idea how i feel about it and i am absolutely sure somewhere down the line it'll look ridiculously AU but i've decided: it's july. steel wool got me with roxy in ruin they really did and i don't know how it happened but i pulled this fic out of pretty much nowhere over the last few hours. i no longer have the time to try to solve it as i am an adult who has to do responsible adult things and i like to have free time and sanity to read books or something but i DO keep up with the series and. (not to mention i also hate writing things that might later be proven to be Not Canon Compliant, which i'm sure this will be.) to be sure, i am not a newbie i've been here since nearly the very beginning and i served my time trying to keep up with and decipher all the lore. longtime readers will probably be shocked to see i have written anything for the fnaf fandom considering i am a writer who more often than not requires near-encyclopedic knowledge of canon in order to write anything for anything, and fnaf canon is.Like That. Stats: Published: Words: 4,535 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 31 Kudos: 427 Bookmarks: 77 Hits: 2,545
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