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So this is the first time that I have written a Five Nights at Freddy's fanfiction. Btu here's the better part, it's a crossover with Metal Slug! Hope you enjoy it, read and review.
Tarma at Freddy's
Tarma slid out from underneath the unfinished project. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. Staring at the unfinished project, he then looked at the floor next to him. Over here were all the parts he needed, but now there were none left at all. He then yelled, "Hey Alisa!"
Alisa Stewart, in her engineer outfit, came running over. "Sup."
"Do you have any spare parts?"
"No, why?"
"No? Why DON'T we have any parts?"
"Looks like we ran out."
"We don't just run out of parts, okay?"
It had been 1 year and a half since the end of the Ptolemaic War. Peace prevailed throughout the whole world. No Slug had been damaged, no Slug had been used. Neither had any been destroyed. SO question remained: WHERE are all the spare parts?
"You could try going to the junkyard. There might be some useful spare parts over there."
Tarma pondered. Despite peace everywhere, the Chain of Command still didn't allow them to leave the base. Nor had he received his pay check in like, a full half year. And seeing how they had ignored all of his demands for retirement, and demands for extra spare parts, Tarma was simply baffled by the Chain of Command's stubbornness.
Was it not he and his friends who had saved the world countless times? Was it not he and his friends who had nearly lost their lives on every mission to save the world?
"Tarma?" Alisa woke him up, "I suggested the junkyard, and you've been screaming for like 5 minutes."
"What? Oh…" Tarma quickly recovered himself. "Well, seeing how the base won't allow us to leave the base, I suggest sneaking out. Wanna come along?"
Alisa simply stood, silenced, and then, rather nervously, "Um…. Ok…. Works for me."
11:50 AM
Tarma and Alisa (In SPARROWS uniform) slowly and stealthily walked their way past huge heaps of scrap and junk. Tarma pulled out a piece, and threw it away. "Now remember, just useful stuff. Any scrap, just throw it away. And make sure those lights (At this he pointed at a light from a watch tower flashing by) don't see you, OK? After the last law passed by the Regular Army which stated that all junkyards are now supervised by Regular personnel to make sure Rebels don't use junkyard material for their own purposes…"
"The lights are a deathtrap, I know. They'll get us fired."
The two, in close proximity of each other, made their way, checking another piece again and again, which kept turning out to be useless. Alisa was just examining a weird looking toaster bit, when she tripped over something. Tarma quickly helped her to her feet.
"Sorry," she said, "I….what…"
"What is it?"
Alisa then grabbed what she had tripped on. It was, what seemed to be, a robot arm. It had a strong purple covering, which on knocking made a hollow noise. It was just as long as a human arm, but the fingers were all of the same size: of a thumb.
"It's so weird…" Alisa examined it like an alien specimen.
The clock struck 12.
Suddenly, the robot arm twitched, and grabbed Alisa's arm. Both screamed at the arm's sudden reaction, and Tarma tried to pull the arm off, but it had no effect. Alisa pulled out her trademark wrench, and whacked the robot arm with so much force that it let go. She then kicked it away, and the arm sailed through the air, and landed somewhere outside of the junkyard.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!" Alisa panicked, breathing hard. Tarma tried calming her down, when he heard something which made him fill with fear: the noise of an alarm going off. Already he could hear lots of running.
"Quick! They're searching for us!"
He then had to pull her to her feet, with Alisa taking 10 full seconds to realize their shouting had set off an alarm. Another light flashed, and Tarma halted her. He then looked around when the light was gone, and saw several soldiers, looking around, aiming guns in all directions.
"What now?" she asked.
Tarma turned his head and said, "We follow Plan B."
Several soldiers passed by, aiming guns in front of them. One of them looked behind, and another asked, "What is it?"
"For a moment, I thought I saw something move," she said, "I'll check it out."
"Toby," soldier 5 said, "Go with him."
Both the soldier and Toby slowly, aiming the full time, walked towards where they had heard the motion. Both looked around the corner, and went to see it. "It's nothing," the soldier's voice came, "Probably a stupid cat."
"Whatever, "Soldier 3 demanded, "Just get over here."
Both the soldier and Toby came from around the corner. Toby then said, "I'll check the gate. You coming?" he said to the soldier, who replied, "Yeah."
"Well, be quick. Remember to return to Tower 4 if you find something, OK? It's the nearest tower to the gate."
But both Toby and the soldier had taken off. When they reached the gate, it swung open, and three soldiers poured into the junkyard. They saw Toby and the soldier, and one of the soldiers asked, "What are you two doing here?"
Toby demanded, "Did anyone leave the gate?"
"What? No."
Both Toby and the soldier looked at each other in alarm. Then they rushed through the gate, and looked around the empty highway. Other than several jeeps and a Metal Slug, not a single soul or car in sight. Toby and the soldier simply sighed. "The intruders must've escaped when the gate swung open. They most probably sneaked right past you," the soldier announced.
Back within the junkyard, a soldier was passing by, when he heard a low moan. He then quickly ran to see what it was, and saw behind a pile of junk, two people, lying face down. Upon close inspection, he realized who they were. Toby and the Soldier.
Back outside the junkyard, Toby and the soldier were going back to base in one of the jeeps, when Toby pulled out some sunglasses, and put them on. Tarma then said to Alisa, (The soldier) "Too easy. Told ya it will work."
The robot arm landed over a wall of some establishment, and hit the back door. There was a sound of movement, and the door opened, knocking the arm away. Toy Bonnie looked around, and said, "Could've sworn I heard a noise…"
Morning
Tarma woke up, and rose up from his bunkbed. He then went into the bathroom to wash his face. When he returned, he then looked out the window. The window looked directly at the hangar. And it was here that Tarma saw a truck come in with a huge poster over it saying, 'Spare parts!'
Tarma simply sighed rather than cheering. The Chain of Command had passed a law which stated that now soldiers actually had to PAY for parts they provided. So basically the money they forked over to soldiers through this law came right back to them, for reasons God knows.
Tarma headed for his bunkbed and pulled the mattress up by a small amount to pick up his wallet, which was hidden underneath, when he got a nasty surprise. His wallet was gone.
Tarma practically turned the whole place upside down looking for it. But it was definitely gone. Roberto walked out of the bathroom hearing all the racket, and saw all the beds, all the chairs, every object, upside down.
"What's going on?" he asked, "Tarma, why is everything upside down?"
Tarma then grabbed his collar, screaming, "WHERE IS IT?! Where's my wallet?!"
Roberto then motioned him to a chair that wasn't upside down, "Calm down. So you lost your wallet?"
"Either I lost it, or someone stole it. I need that money!"
"Why don't you just borrow someone else's?"
"Because then they start taking interest. And the next thing you know, I owe em a couple thousand dollars."
"Ouch."
"And I haven't received my paycheck in like a full half year. And I doubt I'll be receiving it in the next half."
Alisa then barged into the room, "You could try another temporary job to make some fast cash!"
Tarma looked at her, "What?"
"Look at this article in the newspaper," Alisa explained, and handed the newspaper to Tarma. Tarma looked into it, and saw a picture of a robot bear, ,a robot rabbit, and a robot chicken together, and a big title saying, 'NIGHT GUARD NEEEDED AT FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZA.'
"Listen to this," Tarma said, and read aloud, "100$ a week. Sounds a little…. high for such a simple job."
"But it's perfect!" Alisa said, "This way, you can receive all your paycheck's worth within weeks!"
"Not quite sure… the base won't let me leave…and they definitely won't let me leave to get a temporary job."
"Just ask em that you want to go on a vacation and you're going for a few weeks," Roberto suggested.
"I don't know…"
"Do not worry, amigo," Roberto reassured him, "Take this good luck charm." Roberto handed him a horseshoe. Tarma looked at him, and said sarcastically, "Really?"
About 10 minutes later
Tarma left the office of the General, shaken. Roberto and Alisa looked at each other worriedly, and then asked Tarma together, "What happened?" But Tarma didn't respond. He looked at Roberto, and showed him the horseshoe, "You never told me this thing actually worked."
"What?" Alisa asked.
"I said, this thing WORKS," Tarma explained, "He actually gave me a full three weeks vacation!"
"So three weeks = 300$. Sounds fair," Roberto calculated.
"Well, it's time for me to go! Thanks Alisa," and patted her on the head. Alisa was stunned. "What did you say?" Tarma looked confused. "I said, 'Thanks Alisa.'"
"You've never said that before."
"Course I have," and Tarma reminded her of all the times he complimented her abilities and skills. After that, Alisa blushed, leaving both PF's further confused. "What, compliments don't suit you?" Roberto asked.
"Never mind that," Tarma said, and looked at the newspaper article again, "It's time for me to make some fast cash! How could this possibly go wrong?"
So for those of you who don't know what the robot arm was which Tarma and Alisa found, it was basically Bonnie's missing arm. As for all, review please!