SerenityClaw13

"Out of my way! Pardon me, okay? Sorry, do pardon my running." I was dragging Bonnie through the hallways of the hospital I plan to have my externship, hoping that the doctor I need to see is still there. People were staring at him, murmuring about his missing face and arm. I just bandaged every part of his face and arm. He doesn't know where he is at the moment. All he knows is that I'm getting him help. "Okay, he's available for a consultation. Let's hope he's not as busy at the moment." As soon I walk inside, all the patients in the reception room were looking straight at Bonnie. He could tell that a lot of people were staring at his miss

After several afternoons of placing fur and fixing wires, the old suits were ready to go. Along with the materials were the essential pieces that I need to fix Bonnie completely. It took some time to apply the face back on (along with his human-looking eyes), but the arm took the longest amount of time (attaching the wires back to the broken ones). "Okay, let's see how well that new arm works out for you." Bonnie nods as he stands up and straighten up his left arm. Testing every motion, all the parts were working properly. "I guess that means I have to move out, right?" "I suppose so. Actually, a local orphanage is offering you and the othe

The next morning, I decided to return back to the cafe for a quick cup of coffee. Freddy was there, brewing a fresh pot for the rest of his friends. "Morning, Freddy. How was the place while I was gone at the pizzeria?" I waved my hand towards his direction, and that he responded without any hesitation. "Oh, it was okay. Nothing much happened, but at least the cafe isn't broken into. I mean, who would want to break in and rob a place like this?" Freddy opened up the display case, pulling out one of his famous "Fazbear Brownies." He hands it over to me, knowing that it is my reward for a job well done for spending a night at the pizzeria. "Ed

I was quite concerned about seeing Phillip walking back home in the pouring rain, and I was more worried of the Puppet. He was sitting down on my chair, holding the monitor on one of his hands, the other my coffee cup. "So this is how you watch all of us?" He looks up at me, seeing the fact I really want to know more about him. "What brings you here, by any chance? At this rate, Mike would pull a stupid pun out of his mouth, and then he’ll ridicule me enough to force me back to my box." I never thought of Mike being a jokey person. "Well, I asked Jeremy if I could take his night shift for once, so I can talk to you.” He smiles, o

It was still lunch break for all the staff at the pizzeria, and I see Mike sitting down at one of the tables. He was eating a meat lovers pizza, looking at the toy cast sing songs and play with the kids. I bet he could hear Mangle screaming in the background just by toddlers tearing apart his suit. "Well, I didn't expect to see you here. Should you be at your apartment sleeping?" He turns to be and just nods. "Well, I just came here for lunch...and to see what these guys are up to. It makes you wonder what they are thinking." Mike runs his finger on the table's edge, looking up at me and following my eyes. "Well, you got some good news and b

Upon waiting for my friend to give me another face and arm piece, I told Bonnie not to come to work in his current state. Already, I am spending my time doing homework and studying. My house is quiet as it can ever be, but not in my ears. I was listening to my tunes, drowning out my distractions in beautifully composed notes. What I didn't hear, however, was someone knocking my door. Still, I couldn't hear the door. The person rang the doorbell and knocked. That's when I hear him shout from the other side. "HEY, LET ME IN! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU! AND IT'S VERY IMPORTANT THAT YOU LISTEN TO ME!!!" Giving up, I remove my headphones and walk over

After a laboring hour of waiting for my friend to call, I was about to toss in the towel and give up on this broken animatronic. Several kids tore the thing apart as if it was made out of cotton. It looked beyond repair, and I felt like there was no point of saving it. When I was about to leave the poor animatronic in my storage, I hear my cell phone ring. "Hello?" I ask the caller. "Hey, Clarrisa, you open for the night? I got some...unforgivable news for you." The caller was just some person I asked to get me the materials I need for finishing the old, Freddy Fazbear cast suits. "I ran out of the materials you need. You know, the fur and th

"Hey, Mike? Are you busy at the moment right now?" I was back at my house, trying to call Mike. He could be sleeping right now, but probably staying up from twelve to six in the morning is quite normal for him now. "I'm not even tired at all. I go to sleep at eleven, so shoot me with your question!" He was a little peppy, wanting to know what I was going to say. I finally told him that Freddy and his friends are in need of help financially, and that they really need to get as much people to come into the cafe. Mike was quiet while I was talking, and I know that he was listening and understanding the situation. "Sure. I'm a big friend of the

The next day, I got the chance to meet Foxy. Nothing really changed about him: pirate look, red hair, his hook being held in his right hand, and his pirate accent never changed. "Hey, Foxy, your friends need you with something. I think they are over at the cafe right now." "Yar, no can do, lass. Foxy ain't fit for their fancy coffee jobs. Yer better ask somebody else 'bout yer-" I slap him hard across his face, and that he looked down at me. "Yer better keep a careful eye, lassie! Why would ol' Freddy ask for me help if I live near the ocean blue, running the ports?" He takes me over to the sidewalk, keeping me away from the passing cars th

   I remembered that pizzeria long before. I saw poor Foxy hurt that child, saw the mascots disgust parents to and fro, and I saw the horror that was always encrypted in their hard drives. Before, I wasn't as afraid of those adorable, fun animals. Especially Freddy. He was the one that seemed to be the friendliest. Then there was those kids' deaths. I never saw Freddy the same way again, no...never again I would get a hug or a "Hello" from him again. Hearing news that the pizzeria was going to have a re-opening in a new location, I was overjoyed and saddened at the same time. I worked as the night guard for a few weeks, and now I'm already