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Just so you know, this is my first fanfic ever, so please review so I know how I did and if you want to have the story continued!
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-TwichaTwich
Five Nights at Freddy's: The 6th Child
As the girl approached the large building, she glanced into the windows to try to get her messy hair under control. It wouldn't do to stroll into the county's grandest pizzeria looking so drab. She hoped that her small frame would fool the employees into believing that she just happened to be another messy little kid or, better yet, another frazzled teenager forced to watch her younger sibling play with the metal robots. As she peered past her disheveled reflection, she could see the company's mascots doing their thing. The blue bunny named Bonnie strummed on his red guitar with exaggerated movements. Freddy the bear sang into his microphone, his foot tapping out the beat of the music. Chica walked about offstage whilst handing out treats to a rowdy gang of dusty little boys in matching baseball caps. It looked as if the local little league had come there to celebrate their triumph over the visiting rivals.
Good. The busier they are, the better my chances of getting inside.
As much as she felt bad about sneaking in, Mallie knew that she had to do it. A gust of bitter wind whipped its icy fingers over her face, reminding her of why she had to do this. Another night sleeping outside on the cold concrete and she'd turn herself in with a white flag of surrender.
No. I can't go back. Never.
As she continued to primp her hair into a manageable pile, a group of young girls piled out of a gray Honda. Giggling and pulling at each others clothes, they linked arms and skipped towards the entrance. The mothers lagged behind and took their time to leisurely stroll across the parking lot and into the door. With such a huge crowd of children and women alike, no one noticed the one who slipped in without paying a ticket.
As she stepped into the warmth of the restaurant, Mallie breathed in deeply. The smell of cheap pizza, disinfectant spray, and sweaty, overexcited children commingled together into one redolence: Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Ever since this place opened up a year ago, Mallie had always wanted to go. She kept this to herself, since girls her age shouldn't be interested in giant talking animals. It's not the animals themselves that make me so excited, she wanted to explain to her fellow comrades. It's the graceful way these robots operated. The smooth way they moved, how their eyes locked onto you with a human-like intensity. It felt as if they could actually live on their own, not just shut down at the end of the day, immobile until the restaurant opened up again. Though she would never confess to it, she thought the anthropomorphic droids were kinda cool. She could see why kids get attached to them. Looking around now, she could see that she was easily one of the oldest "kids" here who wasn't watching a sibling. Standing in the middle of the main floor made her feel a bit exposed.
Biting her nails absentmindedly, she failed to notice someone behind her until a hand fell on her shoulder.
"Hey there. you lost?"
Mallie's shoulders tensed as she turned to look up into the face of the stranger who touched her so freely. A man stood behind her, blocking the entrance with his bony frame. He had rather regular features; a well-shaped round face, brown hair brushed carelessly back from his creased forehead. His dark, watery eyes held a hint of sparkle in them, as if he had an inside joke that only he could understand. The expression he bore displayed amusement, almost as if he enjoyed watching the girl squirm under his gaze. His mauve uniform looked to be too big for his wiry frame, making him resemble a child dressed up in their parent's oversized work clothes. The cuffs of his uniform hung loosely from his wrist. The name Afton scrawled across one side of his uniform in some sort of loopy writing. On the other side, a gold badge read SECURITY.
Did he see me sneak in?Mallie was tempted to bite her nails. She managed to keep her trembling fingers down and at the sides of her slightly soiled shirt.
"No sir, I just... "
Forcing down her anxious feelings, Mallie plastered on a smile. "Oh, I'm just looking for the restroom, sir." She bounced on her heels while trying to look as innocent as possible. On the slight chance that he saw her come in, he couldn't turn away someone who just needed to use the toilet.
The man still held a firm hand on her shoulder. Her palms begin to itch with the urge to slap his hand away, to back up so she could gain a some more personal space. Something. Anything. A few tense moments later, the man smiled hugely. "Ah, Y'all be needin' the little lassie's room?" He snickered heartily at his bad pirate impression as he removed his hand. His laugh sounded like glass shattering: sharp, brief, and sudden. She began to smile a bit at his juvenile antics. She found it funny that a grown man would act like this. No wonder he works here. The children must love him.
When his laughter had died down to a soft tittering, Mallie smiled at him. "Yes, sir."
"No need for all that 'Yes sir' jazz, just call me Will. Follow Me."
Sooo... If you like it so far (or don't), please comment. I'd love some feedback, People! critiques are welcome! :3
P.S. I promise that the story starts to pick up from here! I don't think that I'm very good at introductions, so please forgive me, XD
P.s. If you've read this before, chances are that you may see a few differences in my writing. Sorry about that, I'm new to this, so I change words around all the time, :3
Don't worry, the rest is coming soon! :D