Monty x reader would be cuteee~
But also i wanna see your littol guy with the animatronics!!!i like seein your widdol guy
I've had a concept that can do both at once for a while now so I might as well use that.
Lost and Found
Monty X GN Security Guard Reader
In which you ignore protocol on a whim
Patrols in the Pizzaplex were always very dull for a night shift employee, especially sense the head security guard, Vanessa, gave you explicit instructions not to talk to the animatronics.
There was never a break in at the Pizzaplex, anyone locked in after closing are always found basically right away, and every square inch of the main floors are patrolled by Staff bots who are basically walking motion sensors.
Recently you hadn't even bothered to patrol the floor anymore, and instead find yourself crashing in the Security Tunnels until your shift ended. Tonight included.
You made your way to Monty Golf through the underground maze, as you'd found the muffled golfing music relaxing, when a distant sound caught your ear. Something you were sure the dayshifters were much more use to than you were.
Crying.
A child crying.
You checked the time; almost 2am. If they'd been left here when the doors had shut at 10 surly someone would have already found them by now and reported them to Vanessa, right?
You picked up the pace a little, turning off course and following the sound. Around a few more corners, you found the source.
Montgomery Gater stood over a very small child in a very big sweater, who was currently sobbing his little eyes out.
The animatronic looked rather freaked out, glancing over his shoulders, motioning with his hands for the child to calm down, repeatedly softly shushing them to the best of his ability. You'd heard he was stiff around the kids sense his upgrades to join the band, but this was pitiful.
"Monty? What's going on?" You asked as you approached, tucking your flashlight back into it's holster on your hip.
Monty whipped around to face you, knocking into the child with his large tail as he did so, "Nothin'!" He got defensive immediately, a soft growl to his voice, which just made the loud screaming of the now collapsed toddler next to him even worse.
You walked passed him and helped the kid up. He was small, with round cheeks and big sopping wet eyes. His hair was white and messily cut, which was hard to tell with how wild and curled it was. He wore a child's 2XL daycare sweater you'd seen in the gift shop a few times, with the sun Daycare attendant's cartooned face on it, and one sock.
"Are you okay, baby?" You asked softly, patting his very unkempt hair, "Did the big bad gator scare you?"
"Hey, I ain't bad!" Monty squatted next to you, "He was cryin' BEFORE I found him, just so you know."
You looked at Monty, "Did you contact Vanessa?"
"I tried." The gator huffed, "Somethin's jammin my signal." Monty did a motion that mimicked someone picking their ear with their pinkie, but he both didn't have an ear nor anything worth picking out of it.
"Probably just the way it is down here," You suggested, standing up with the child in your arms, "Let's get back up on ground level and figure it out from there."
Monty nodded and stood up as well, following you as you made your way to the stairs to Monty Golf.
Once above ground, Monty tried again to contact the head security guard, but still nothing.
Technically at this point, you were supposed to take any lost children to items to lost and found and leave them there. It basically functioned as Vanessa's office, and she would eventually show up and handle the situation, but just leaving a kid in an office all alone for who knows how long didn't sit right.
You glanced at the kid, who was doing a lot better now that he was out of the dark tunnels, staring in awe at the fairy lights of Monty Golf.
"Lemme try my walkie." You said, and then passed the toddler off to Monty, who very clumsily took him, "hold this."
"Wha- Hey!" Monty barked at you as you stepped away, you could hear the child laugh at Monty's frustrations, so at least he wasn't scared of the gator.
Just like Monty though, all you were getting was static. The stupid walkies were always junkie anyway. Fazbear was always looking for costs to cut after all.
Now what..?
"Hey," Monty suddenly was right behind you, "No luck?"
"Nothing," You answered Monty, putting your walkie back and turning fully to face him, "Guess we should head for lost and found." You reached for the kid, only for Monty to take a step back from you.
You blinked, "What?"
"What?" Monty echoed you, now two steps away.
"You... Don't want to take the kid to lost and found?"
"I didn't say that." Three steps.
You motioned to the distance between the two of you with an annoyed look.
Monty shifted his weight, still clumsily holding the kid an arm's length away from himself, "..I think it's a bad idea." He finally admitted.
"Why?"
He glanced away, the toddler looked between the two of you, very confused. You felt the same way, but decided to give it up and sighed.
"Alright, but we have to do something with him." You watched at Monty turned to you, shocked you'd agree to go against protocol like this. You were too, to be honest. But, you figured he had a good reason. "Any ideas?"
Monty looked at the kid in his hands, who stared back at him with big, blank eyes. "..The daycare?" He suggested.
You thought on it for a moment, "...It is a place built to hold kids, I suppose..." You walked over to him, finally taking the child from his clumsy grasp, "What do you say? Wanna go meet Sun and Moon?"
The kid's face lit up as he gripped onto your shirt, he nodded rapidly and smiled a wide, jagged toothed grin at you.
You nodded, and headed back down into the maintenance tunnels with Monty close on you heels.
It didn't take long to get to Daycare from Monty Gold through the tunnels, so long as you know where you're going. Which you admittedly did not. But Monty did, and was more than smug about getting to lead you around.
In the daycare the child you'd found quickly lept from your arms and ran to the pickup doors, pulling them open and running inside, calling loudly for "Mr. Sun". When the door slammed closed, you were unable to get them to open again, which was worrying for several reasons, and probably should have been more of a concern, but you let it go when Monty's hand slammed against your shoulder blades with a chuckle.
"Good work, Boss." Monty smiled down at you, "I really didn't expect you to help me get away with that. Thanks."
You rolled your arm, which stung, and looked back at Monty confused, "Get away with... What?"
Monty smiled a toothy grin, "Don't worry 'bout it. Just know ya did good."
You probably would have pressed more if your watch hadn't started going off, signaling the end of your shift already.
"4am already, huh? I'd offer to walk ya to the door but y'ain't supposed to talk to us animatronics anymore, are ya?" Monty turned and made his way back to the maintenance tunnels entrance, "See ya tomorrow night, Boss. Don't tell ol' Vanny 'bout this." He waved over his shoulder.
You gave one more glance to the Daycare door. Inside you could hear the Daycare attendant. His usual anxious voice, muffled and distant, twinged with relief.
You decided you'd done the right thing, even if you didn't really know what you'd done, and made for the main entrance to daycare.
Maybe Monty could explain exactly what you'd done right tomorrow.
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Honestly, that little ramble on your 300 followers post kinda makes me wanna start posting my PT art on Tumblr now. I used to post FNF art over on DA, and did so for a few years. I poured my heart and soul into that AU, even if the art for it was usually pretty simple, and guess what I got in return?
... Someone posting my art to R/DeviantArtHell, calling a ship that I had between a canon character and an OC of mine sexual-related and incest (It was neither), and I ended up leaving the site out of fear people would try to accuse me of doing even worse stuff.
So yeah, that situation was really demotivating and made me seriously question if I was ever gonna want to share my art with anyone besides my friends ever again. But hearing that little ramble about how you’ve received so much love and support since moving to Tumblr makes me think that maybe I could have a better time posting my art here as well!
gosh, that's awful, i browse Reddit on occasion without an account just for cute/fandom posts, but an unfortunately-large portion of that site is bigoted and filled with hate. it's especially big in certain fandom circles like Undertale/Deltarune, but yeah, there's a good reason i deleted my old account from there.
and you know? i was honestly terrified about posting art on here originally. there's definitely still people here who will be rude and bullying for no reasons other than to be mean. but the Pizza Tower fanbase here is surprisingly supportive, and a lot of blogs i've met i've actually gotten fairly close with!
i'd say, if you want to post your art here, go for it! it might be slow to get attention at first, but the more you make, and the more people you talk too, eventually you'll get there!
and if you ever feel bad about making OCs or forming your own lore for stuff, just remember this important message from Eyhm:
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Meet me in the comic store
Ship: Sophie x Elias
Word Count: ~ 1.5k
Warnings: lots of nerdy references. Description of social anxiety (is that a warning? idk) Not fully proofread bc this has been in my drafts for days and I want it done ;w;
A/N: Okay so, I was thinking about their first meeting (I like to write these kind of stuff) and I think it turned quite cute? Anyways, here we goo...
Divider by @/cafekitsune
A sudden wave of shivers went through her body, although she wasn’t sure if it was because of the chilly autumn breeze or because of her anxiety to go into a shop all on her own.
Normally she would have visited the comic book store with her best friends but due to they were busy today, Sophie had decided to be brave and go alone. Now she looked up to the sign over the entrance door, doubts climbing up her spine. On her own.
Her heart was beating fast. It shouldn't be a big deal. Just go inside, buy that one new comic and leave again. No one will look at you, no one will judge you.
Before she could proceed thinking about it, the door to the store opened and two boys ran outside. One of them was holding the newest Spider-Man issue and excitedly told his friend how he looked forward to reading it.
Sophie squeezed past them and into the realm of nerd merchandise, Mangas and Comics. Hundreds of books in the shelves, buttons and pins presented next to the checkout, Statues of popular anime characters were secured behind glass in a cabinet. Figures of characters from One Piece, Jujutsu Kaisen and Spy x Family looked down on her, trying to charm her into buying them. But Sophie went straight up the stairs to the comic and graphic novel section.
She liked this way more, it wasn't so loud and crowded like the main floor and she found more joy in superhero comics than manga recently anyways.
Slowly she strolled past the shelves with the letter “E”, looking for the new published comic book she was looking for. It was the first issue of a new series from an author she admired. One of her books impressed her so much she eagerly waited for the release of this graphic novel, as soon as she heard of it. But it wasn't here. Did she miss the release date?
“Do you need any help?” a tall young man asked her and Sophie froze in her movement because she didn’t notice him before. He smiled at her and tilted his head. Dark brown hair, blue eyes like the sky, a few freckles on his cheeks, which reminded her of star constellations. Silver piercings beneath his bottom lip flared up in the light - Sophie remembered them as snake bites?
On the badge clipped to his gray shirt was his name written “E. Lindner / salesman”
She almost wanted to use the phrase she knew by heart: “No thanks. I'm just looking around.” but something stopped her. His presence calmed her fast beating heart.
“I uhm- I was looking for-” she nervously stepped to the side as soon as she noticed the shrink foiled adult comic books in front of her. “N-not for that! The- the comic book ‘Extraordinary’ by V. E. Schwab?”
“Ah, that's quite new, we didn't get to fill them in the shelves yet. Wait a sec.” As he turned around she got a glance at the tattoo on his left arm. A dragon made of black ink coiled around it.
He disappeared behind a brown door with a “staff only” sign. Sophie meanwhile peeked around the corner of Marvel comics until he came back.
“You're lucky, I saved that one from getting buried beneath tons of newly arrived One Piece Mangas.”
Sophie let out a polite quiet chuckle and thanked him for the book.
“Oh and if you're into that kind of superpower stories, I have plenty to recommend to you.”
He pulled some books out of the Marvel shelves and showed her each cover - Moon Knight, Silk, Fantastic Four.
“Do you have other favorites?” He asked. Suddenly Sophie forgot about every comic book she had read before. She frantically walked past the bookshelf in her mind until she found the right series.
“I- I love the Ms. Marvel comics” Sophie tipped on the colorful cover of Ms. Marvel Volume 1 - No Normal in the shelf next to her. “I have almost all of the stories at home!”
“Cool, I think I know her-” he tipped on the comic next to that. He was suddenly so close to her, Sophie held her breath, “I read that one. It's a team-up between her and Spider-Man.”
They kept talking about various comics and stories and Sophie felt much calmer every second she shared an interest with him. That tingling spark of excitement grew bigger and bigger in her chest.
And as soon as he smiled, she felt as if her feet wouldn't touch the floor anymore. He was so friendly. Of course he's friendly to her. It's his job to be friendly.
Then it dawned on her and she fell hard to the ground. It's his job. He just talked to her so she would buy more from him. A strategy to gain a customer's trust.
Sophie raised the “Extraordinary” book he had just given to her. “Uhm- thanks for your recommendations but I think I only want to buy this one.”
He seemed to be surprised about her sudden change of mood, but nodded in an understanding way. “Alright, then let's head over to checkout? Or do you still want to look around?”
“I... still want to look around some more”, she lied. Then walked down the aisle, further away from him and almost tripped over a box with very old DC comics. A few more minutes she acted like she would be interested in the Batman & Robin collection, embarrassed by the thought he might be interested in her as a person. Idiot. Why should someone like him ever be interested in you?
Then she went to the checkout, where he was already waiting for her with his usual smile. There were those shivers in her bones again.
She paid for the comic and put it into her backpack, the receipt disappeared into the pocket of her jacket.
“Oh and don't forget to keep a close eye on the receipt?” He said. “Sometimes the computer writes down strange stuff on it. Really weird.”
She haven't really listened to him, only nodded, wished him a nice day and walked down the stairs to the main floor. Out of here. Just out of here. As soon as she left the store, she could get some air in her lungs again and shook off the anxiety which crawled over her shoulders.
She only remembered his last sentence he told her after she arrived at home.
On the receipt which she took out the pocket of her jacket was a small handwritten message on it. “Keep that glow in your eyes, it suits you :)”
That note warmed her heart everytime it crossed her mind. Sophie wanted to wait a few days before she went back to the store. On a friday afternoon - after she left her workplace - she gathered enough courage to visit the comic book store again. But when she waited at the checkout with a new Manga and some Pokémon merchandise she lost heart again.
The young woman before her bought a sci fi comic, which Sophie didn't know. She had raven black hair, a septum piercing and a crow tattoo on her wrist. She's much more his type, she definitely will get a note on her receipt from him, Sophie thought. But when the woman left and took the receipt with her, there was nothing. No handwritten message on it.
“Hi, found something new?” The young man with stars beneath his eyes asked. Dimples formed on his face when he smiled.
Sophie squeaked out a husky “yes” and gave him the Manga and a small box with “mysterious Pokémon figure” inside.
“Oh these are nice,” he said, tapping on the illustrations on the small box. “The Flygon and Charizard ones are really cool.”
“I- I would love to get the Jirachi figure. It's pretty.” There it was again. This feeling that she could tell him everything and he wouldn’t judge her for it. No doubts. No embarrassment.
Sophie gave him the money and as their fingers touched lightly, a small spark flew over her skin.
“Then good luck.” He handed her the receipt and she already noticed the fine black pen lines on it. A scribbled phone number, again with a message: “Text me if you want. I'd love to know which Pokémon you ‘chose’ - Elias”
She looked up at him again and he grinned.
“What's your name? Now that you know mine?” Elias rubbed his neck.
“Sophie.”
“I hope to see you again, Sophie.” It sounded sincere, like he would really look forward to seeing her again. “And I mean this in a not just-as-a-customer-way, you can always come to the store of course, it's more like…” he scratched the back of his head, thinking about the right words “as a person? Like someone, I'd like to get to know better. I uh- I have noticed you here a few times already- god that sounds weird. I swear I don't mean it in a creepy way-”
Sophie slowly blinked at him in surprise. He wants to get to know me? Like a friend? She couldn't help but smile brightly at him.
“Me too," she interuppted his nervous stuttering, but tried to contain her excitement again. She coughed slightly and said with a shy smile: "I would also like to get to know you."
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@jils-things @soveriegns @huggsbury @satosara @lovinglin
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