I worked for the Sunspring County Sheriff's Office. I was minding my own buisness and drinking my coffee. So, as usual. I went to the parking lot. Turned on my patrol car and started driving. "All Units! All Units! Code 33, shots fired at Freddy Fazbears Pizza. Caller seems in shock. All units, respond code 3." I quickly turned on my lights and sirens. I was at least doing 80 MPH. I then pulled up and as I was doing that, bullets were hitting my car and I tried to not get shot. I got out and grabbed my gun. I saw two gunmen. One with a greenish yellow fur. And the other with gold. When I saw that, I knew exactly who they were. Springtrap and Fredbear. I proceded to shoot at them and they stopped shooting.
"Code 33, shots fired." I said on the radio. I saw more units arrive and we all grabbed our heavy firearms. While we were, I heard chilling words from one of the gunmen. "LISTEN UP! YOU FREAKING SCARED PEICES OF CRAP! THIS PLACE IS FREAKING DEAD!" Before you know it, the SWAT team arrived. Firetrucks, ambulances, police cars, and even a helicopter were lined up in the parking lot. I had my riot gear with me and my shotgun. "Green Light! Move move move!" The captain of the SWAT team said. We all split up and I ended up being on my own. I was terrified from the thick smoke and darkness. Then, I saw something that made me almost drop my gun. I saw someone I knew for a long time. Chica. I sprinted over and I discovered that she was shot in the thigh. She put her arms on me, and held on tight to me. She smiled. I knew something was going to happen to both of us. And I was right. I turned around and saw Springtrap standing there. He had a shotgun pointed straight at us. Chica hid behind me. I aimed and fired as fast as I could. And it worked! I had shot and killed him. Power apparently came back on. And when it did, I saw blood on Springtrap. And I grabbed Chica, and carried her out of the building. As I put her down. She began smiling. And then, hugged me. She whispered to me, "I love you." So I whispered back, "I love you too." And we kissed. The croud of police men cheered for us. Luckily, after that. All of the victims recovered from their gunshot wounds. When Chica was in the hospital, I brought her a bundle of red roses. And said, "Get well soon." When she recovered, we sat on the hill in the afternoon sun.
"Code 33, shots fired." I said on the radio. I saw more units arrive and we all grabbed our heavy firearms. While we were, I heard chilling words from one of the gunmen. "LISTEN UP! YOU FREAKING SCARED PEICES OF CRAP! THIS PLACE IS FREAKING DEAD!" Before you know it, the SWAT team arrived. Firetrucks, ambulances, police cars, and even a helicopter were lined up in the parking lot. I had my riot gear with me and my shotgun. "Green Light! Move move move!" The captain of the SWAT team said. We all split up and I ended up being on my own. I was terrified from the thick smoke and darkness. Then, I saw something that made me almost drop my gun. I saw someone I knew for a long time. Chica. I sprinted over and I discovered that she was shot in the thigh. She put her arms on me, and held on tight to me. She smiled. I knew something was going to happen to both of us. And I was right. I turned around and saw Springtrap standing there. He had a shotgun pointed straight at us. Chica hid behind me. I aimed and fired as fast as I could. And it worked! I had shot and killed him. Power apparently came back on. And when it did, I saw blood on Springtrap. And I grabbed Chica, and carried her out of the building. As I put her down. She began smiling. And then, hugged me. She whispered to me, "I love you." So I whispered back, "I love you too." And we kissed. The croud of police men cheered for us. Luckily, after that. All of the victims recovered from their gunshot wounds. When Chica was in the hospital, I brought her a bundle of red roses. And said, "Get well soon." When she recovered, we sat on the hill in the afternoon sun.
The End