Here's the first real chapter of Guarded. The airplane part is based on the fact that I went to a family wedding a few weeks ago, and it was a whole day away by airplane. So enjoy, and have a great rest of your day.

The Return

"Man, they've done some serious renovation since I was here last." I say. I walk over to where Pirate's Cove is, and see the out of order sign. What? The manager happens to be walking by and tells me that his hook violated safety regulations. "That's a load of BS." I say. "I agree. Foxy was everyone's favorite." The manager says. "Well, 11:30. I better be going." Why is he so anxious? I walk over to my office. I usually am awake from midnight to 6am during the summer anyway, so this security job doesn't really mess with my schedule all that much. Just a summer job. Nothing could possibly go wrong!

THREE HOURS LATER

Most people would be scared out of their wits right now. After what happened when I was nine, I'm not scared of very much. Especially not animatronics. Especially especially not these animatronics. That airplane flight three years ago was terrifying, but anyone would be scared while fighting a serial killer on an airplane. I got ripped to shreds that day. I'm mainly healed, but I have some pretty nasty scars. I've been considered a hero by all though, and wear the scars as a badge of honor. I even got to go on the news. The headline was: courageous girl fights psychopath on airplane. While I'm reminiscing, I forget to check the lights. So Bonnie jumps in front of me, jolting me from memories, and screams. I stand up and hug her. She is my favorite animatronic. "What?" She asks, voice rusty. "You don't remember me? The day you and the others saved me from the man with the knife outside?" I ask. Could they have had their memory chips replaced. "Why am I being hugged by an endo?" She says. "Bonnie, it's me. Melissa! I played with you guys when you were all alone in Parts and Service!" I say. Foxy runs in."Melissa! You came back!" He says. "Foxy, why are you talking to the endoskeleton? It needs to be put in a suit!" Bonnie yells. "This is Melissa, not some stupid endo!" Foxy yells back. They must have gotten an update that makes them think that humans in the restaurant after hours are endoskeletons! Foxy was out of order, so he didn't get that update. "Foxy, they have a bug in their program that makes them see me as an endoskeleton. I can fix this, but need the manager's permission. You don't have it because you didn't get the last update." I explain. A look of realization dawns in Foxy's eyes. "Ohh. Call the manager." He tells me. I dial the number. "What is it?" He asks. "The band has a glitch that makes them think I'm an endoskeleton. I know how to fix this because I took computer programming classes at school. It's a minor error. Can I fix it?" I ask. "By all means, yes! And if you encounter anymore issues, fix them too." The manager replies, then hangs up. I grab the laptop that controls the animatronics' programming and fix the line of code that was causing them to malfunction. They go from shoving at Foxy to looking around confusedly. "Melissa!" Bonnie squeals, then hugs me. "I fixed it." I say smugly. I wonder what idiot did that, coding suit stuffing into them. Whatever.