My apologies for taking so long to publish this chapter. Hope you don't mind.
Balloon Boy was staring up at Tarma. Tarma was staring back.
"Oh….. crap…." Tarma could only imagine what Balloon Boy would do to him after seeing Tarma without his costume.
Suddenly, Balloon Boy rushed for his flashlight, and Tarma pulled it back in time. He quickly got out of his seat, holding the flashlight high, with Balloon Boy saying, "Gimme the flashlight! I want it!" and Tarma saying, "Never in a thousand years!"
Balloon Boy stopped trying to steal the flashlight, and said, "I'm telling the others!"
He then crawled back into the vents.
Tarma cheered for himself, saying, "maybe he isn't so threatening after all!"
Then he quickly wound up the music box, and checked the cameras. In the hallway camera, he saw BB leading the other animatronics to the office, causing him to panic. Lowering the monitor, he turned on his flashlight, and saw them in the hallway, looking angrily at him.
6:00 AM
Tarma cheered, dropping the flashlight, and shouted, "SUCK ON THAT!"
A ghostly laugh came from the hallway.
Business hours
Tarma walked past the kids and people, and knew he needed answers. Unfortunately, he knew only two guys who worked here.
Tarma found Fritz in the party room. He was forcing those kids who were cheering too much for the animatronics to sit down. Tarma walked over to him.
"Sup man," was Fritz's response to Tarma's approach.
"I… uh…. Have a few questions."
Fritz looked at him.
"What questions?"
"Can I ask now?"
"Sorry buddy, but I'm busy."
"Right, I guess I'll wait then."
Tarma then looked at the animatronics on the stage. Toy Freddy was singing, and Bonnie was playing his guitar, and Chica seemed to back Freddy's songs up with some melody. Tarma found it hard to believe that these animatronics, who were loved by children, and sang to them, had been trying to kill him. Maybe Fritz could answer some of his questions.
I am terribly sorry for the late update, but hey, at least I got the chapter uploaded?
