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Every ending has a begining
- unknown
where am I? She thought, to herself. Looking around the diner. This...this isn't Fredbear's diners. She looked around panicking, before noting that she was still inside her crate; but the crate was opened, leaving her a view of the new diner; she was currently residing in. Biting her lower lip, she nervously looked around to see if someone had activated her, or if anyone, anyone at all was there to greet her.
There was no one, but her. Making her even more scared and confused as to why she was here. Looking down to make sure she at least had her uniform on, which to her relief was in fact on. Before looking for her banjo, which to her comfort was slung around her. Knowing that she still had something from her home made her relax a tiny bit, before her green eyes widen.
Where's... Where's Fredbear? Her thoughts, immediately went to her best friend. Eyes began to look around the room in panic; looking for a second crate, before realizing she was only looking at a part of the room, leaning out of her crate; she tried to see if another crate was there, besides hers, or if by any chance the owner was talking to Fredbear or... Or perhaps the workers were currently bringing him in. Oil tears began to cloud her eyes, but she refused to let them fall without knowing if Fredbear was here or not, and to her circuits surrounding her metal heart despair, he wasn't.
None of her options seemed to be there... Meaning that she really was alone. Choking back a small sob, she looked around the diner to get rid of any negative feelings.
The diners lights were brighter and the place felt warmer than Frebear's diner, perhaps even more welcoming and it seemed to have a special touch, that she couldn't quite put her finger on it; yet could feel it on the tip of her tongue.
While the place was welcoming, she never felt more alone than she did right then and there. Looking around the room she noticed that the stage seemed to be different more low ground and had a run way, like models had when presenting, it even had more room to dance and the instruments seem to lay comforting on the sides. The microphone laid in the center of the stage.
She turned her head almost immediately, looking at the tables, or lights. Anywhere but the microphone. Noting that the tables were round, a bit smaller, but big enough to put a lot of food on the table.
Glancing up she noticed that the diner seemed to have an upstairs, and if she tipped on her toes just enough, she could see games and prizes.
The diner seemed to have no halls, except a few shallow ones instead of deep halls, like Freddy's. For some reason that seemed to set well with her, it made her more relaxed. Than Fredbears deep halls that seemed to have endless doors that led to different rooms.
To intrance in observing her new surroundings, she missed the bright brown eyes peeking up from the counter.
The little girl, that seemed no older than twelve years old widen her eyes in excitement and glee, when she see's the humanoid. Her eyes wondering up and down, before nodding to herself as she looked over the design of the complexity of the humanoids endoskeleton. Before wondering how the creators made her look so human in human size, weight ,appearance and figure; without going overboard.
"What in thuh world you doin' down thair! git uhp befo-wr ya ruin yo-wr dress!" A sharp cowgirl voice shouted sharply behind the twelve year old girl. Making both humanoid and girl leap into the air, making them almost fall backwards.
"O-oh, H-hi" The girl squeaked out, blushing in shame and guilt in being caught spying on the new humanoid, her parents bought instead of trying to make. The cowgirl just raised an eyebrow at her, before glancing over to the new humanoid.
"An ya!" The humanoid just looked taken aback, unused to taking charge in making conversation by herself. " jus' who do ya thihnk ya ahr!?" She cringed inwardly in the sharp tone of the bulky "cowgirl" who while should of taken more of a human appearance seemed to be more bulky and unstable to be around customers, and if she had been more prideful would have been merely insulted that the "humanoid" looked more robotic than taking an actually appearance of being human.
"Stop!" The little girl ordered, finally recovering from the shame. Looking at the bulky robot with a serious face. "This is your new partner in entertaining and serving people, be nice." The robot cowgirl just blinked, before looking at the new humanoid, before pouting.
"Hooaah do ya git ta look mo-wr human!?" She asked, looking put out. "That's not above board."
The humanoid just blinked, clutching her banjo close to her, afraid to even speak. Thankfully the girl seemed to understand that the humanoid was shaken up and decided to talk for her.
"She's from that place." The robotic cowgirl seemed to light up from excitement, if the gasp was anything to come by.
"So yo-wr thuh fuh-amous eend high-falutin' humanoid." The robot said. "Kay-yun ya do me a favor? Ifin' ya see thuh the ole baws lady could ya show her yo-wr sentient as well? Ah thihnk she'd believe ya mo-wr than this little lady and ah, it could give her mo-wr ideas awn how t' improve me. Ah don't like bein' bulky especially this culohs t' openin."
The humanoid seemed to understan even if her fellow humanoid had a thick cowgirl accent. before looking confused. "W-what do you mean partner?" She asked, the little girl. Ignoring the outrage cries of her fellow humanoid, who wanted at least a confirmation.
The little girl looked at her with amused eyes, as the cowgirl sulked behind her. "didn't you know? You're officially apart of the Betty Baseball diner family!" She said, happily. "I'm Lisa and the sulking robot that isn't quite a humanoid just, yet. Is Betty."
Lisa kept on smiling like she said the best thing in the world, but it was quite the opposite, she had just shattered the humanoids world, as she was left in the dark alone.
"So... Uh whats yo-wr nuh-ame?" The robot said,carefullly noticing at her new partner went still and pale.
"I-i'm... I'm not sure... Not anymore..."
"It's Spring silly." the little girl said, oblivious to the the tense feeling in the room.
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