He loved her so very much.
The way her blue eyes shined and danced with fear.
How she would squeak, whenever she saw him, Bonnie, Chica, or Foxy.
She was the new night security guard, though she was barely paid.
Why did she take this job? Why did she continue to return?
Did she care for us, perhaps? Did she see past the metal and wires?
I saw something in her… something I had not seen in years.
So, on the fifth night of her horrifying job, he would do something special for her.
It was almost 6AM when the lights went off. Her power, gone.
She spent too much time looking at us… looking at me.
"D-damn it. . ."
I heard her stammer, hoping that it wouldn't draw attention.
It did. Oh how wonderful her voice was… filled with the dread of her rapidly approaching fate.
I heard her pleas, her prayers… that 6AM would come…
However, I would have none of that.
My low, rumbling laugh echoed the halls...
I could feel the
vibrations of her trembling body course through my Endoskeleton... such pleasure.
Hiding beneath the desk would do her no good as my eyes glowed in the doorway... let Toreador play...
She was grabbed by strong, furry arms, and stuffed inside a suit that was filled with electronics and wires…
Oh her screams… her screams of agony… her beautiful suffering…
Freddy zipped up his suit as he felt her blood spill inside of his suit, now a part of him... forever.
He wouldn't let her leave him… it was far too late for that… so he decided to keep her.
After all... he did love her… so very much.