Crystal hid under the table. I crouched next to her.
“Ok genius, NOW WHAT!” she whisper-yelled.
“I don't know,” I replied.
Crystal dug her nails into the flashlight. “We can’t beat two seven-foot-robots.”
“Wait! My dad lets the animatronics run around freely at night. Something about their systems locking up. But, the Toy animatronics have facial recognition systems that get messed up at night, attacking anyone left at Freddy’s incase they’re robbers or hackers or whatever. So, the night guards are instructed to wear a Freddy mask to interrupt their systems. I guess Freddy’s just dumb.”
“GET TO THE POINT!” she screamed. She covered her mouth but I could see in her eyes she knew it was too late.
I reached up and grabbed two plastic masks, a Foxy and a Chica. Like the ones me and Corey wore when I accidentally murdered my brother. “We could use these to mess with their sensors.”
She grabbed the Chica mask and put it on. I held the mask, the PTSD flowing through me.
“It’s either wearing that mask or dying by the hands of Freddy,” she told me. She shuffled out of the prize corner. I reluctantly put on the mask and swapped out the flashlight with the stabby stick.
“Random human!” Freddy called out, “where are you?”
Foxy pointed at us with his hook. “Found them!”
“No, that's Foxy and Chica.”
“Gabriel, I’M FOXY!”
“No, he’s Foxy.”
“And that’s not Chica. Her jaw isn’t twisted.”
“No, that's Chica.”
Foxy let out a robotic, girly squeal. “Why was my brother friends with you? I’ll just kill them.”
I saw Chica come out. Oh my god, they were broken. Where did Bonnie’s face go? What happened to their arms? Oh my god, Chica’s jaw!
Bonnie pointed with his one arm. “Hey look, it’s Chica.”
Foxy let out his most robotic mangled, shriek. He turned and ripped off our masks.
“Afton!” Chica, Bonnie and Foxy exclaimed.
Freddy pointed to us. “But he’s small. And who’s she?”
“His accomplice!”
The Toy animatronics peeked out from the stage. The puppet broke out from the music box. The Marionette spoke, but it sounded like she was piecing apart prerecorded audio. “Michael?”
And to make matters worse, Mangle crawled out of her/his little cove. It’s jaw dropped and it spoke in the most twisted, glitchy voice I have ever heard. “Crystal!”
“They know who we are!” I cried. Crystal pushed me around Freddy and pulled me down the bathroom hall.
And of course the first animatronic she hit with a chair was Balloon Boy.
I stayed up til 12:30 writing this, but didn't post any of them since I knew no one would see. There's nine parts, with part nine kinda being an extra. I had a lot of fun writing these and it's almost over :(. Well, I got nothing better to do, so theirs a gonna be sequel, set during a different game. And even if no one cares, I'll still write it, just keep it private.
