CHAPTER 3: RABBIT IN A CLOSET
The walk towards the pizzeria was very long. The group gave me a pistol, fully loaded. BB decided to come along, though he stayed away from me. This was understandable. The others were on guard, something I was not used too.
I asked when they met. None answered, but avoided it by asking where the pizzeria was. During the long walk, I learned that Aimee and Lee were siblings. Which is odd, since they are different species. But I shouldn't judge. They are helping me.
We reach the building. It was ruined. The windows cracked and broken. The door off its hinges and rotting upon the ground. I was shocked. This was not what I expected. Then again, what was I to expect? A perfect building untouched by this mad new world?
I sighed. "Here we are. Freddy Fazbear's."
"Looks like hell." Nightvern flat out said. Lee snorted. I nervously chuckled. "Let's see if the others are there." I said, rubbing the back of my neck. I led the group inside. The inside was even worse, hell inside hell. I rather not describe what it looked like, but that the smell was horrendous. Awful, lurid, unholy, all of the other synonyms for horrendous. I wrinkled my nose at the smell. My friends were unfazed, making me feel weak.
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's! With your host, me!" I automatically announced, waving my hand.
"Thanks, tubby. We really needed that announcement." Nightvern sarcastically said, rolling his eyes.
"S-Sorry. It's in my program." I sheepishly answered. He shrugged. I moved the stage, where I smiled. Oh, the fine memories I've had up there. With Bonnie, Chica, Foxy. And of course, Gold. I frowned, wondering where they were.
"Dude, what a dump." BB mumbled, roughly kicking an old chair.
"I agree too. It looks like a stampede of hippos came by." Tundra nodded. I shrugged, mildly agreeing. "Uh, we should look around. My friends might be around."
"Don't get your hopes up." The older Wyvern bluntly said. I sighed, knowing he was right. We split up, into different directions. Nightvern the kitchen, Aimee and Lee the backroom, Tundra the bathrooms, and BB pirate's cove. I went through the west hall, to go to the office. I remember chasing Mike every night, over and over. He'd get fired every now and then, but he'll come back. He must be dead now, a man trapped in a rotting body, roaming this world.
I groaned, trying to push the thought out of my head. Promptly, a whump came from the closet door. I stopped, hesitant to go over. Carefully and silently, I slowly walked over. Another bam came from the door. "Yo, anyone there?" My old friend asked. I widened my eyes, speedily opening the door, but not before having to break the doorknob. "Bonnie!"
"Freddy? Freddy!" Bonnie excitedly yelled back, hugging my frame. I briskly hugged back, before grabbing his shoulders. "How are you? What.. happened here?"
"Shit hit the fan, that's what happened!" The purple rabbit exclaimed, slapping his forehead. "Where's Foxy? Chica? Gold?"
"I have no idea. I got shoved in here a few hours ago." We missed them by a few hours? I groaned.
"Come on, Bonnie. I have a group with me." I told him. He hummed in a questioning way. I steered him into the dining room and called out to the others.
"You just want to attract attention over here, don't you?" Nightvern harshly told me, leading the rest of them behind him. He glanced at Bonnie, before glancing at me. "This your friend?"
"Yeah. Bonnie, this is Nightvern." I introduced the team to him. He was wary at first, but I knew he'd warm up.
After that, we all decided to go back to the base. I sort of hoped we'd go looking for my other friends, but night was slowly crawling in. We had to leave.
Shoot me. I know, I know. Forever it took. Writers block hurts. But, ta-da! Here it is! Sorry for thy delay!
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