I screamed and threw my flashlight at the bear. It smacked him in the forehead.
That was smart.
"Ow-what the-" I stood there, with owl eyes as I watched the bear actually experience pain. They're not supposed to be able to do that! Without wasting any more time, I bolted out of the room and down the west hall, toward the dining area.
I encountered Bonnie in the hallway, but before he could get his mechanical hands on my, I dove beneath him and scramble back to my feet, continuing my uneven sprint. As I tried to round a corner, the slippery bottom of my boots didn't hold and I went sliding.
Right smack into the wall.
My head experienced a very intimate interaction with the wall, and after I was already punched at school, it seemed to really rattle my brain. As I fell down to the floor, I heard what I wished I didn't hear. The sound of metal hitting the wall.
Just a few feet away, the golden bear from my office was doubled-over with laughter, one large paw was on his knee while the other was slapping against the wall. In the midst of my staring, I cracked a smile. I bet it was funny. I mean, just imagining myself, running down the hall and slamming right smack into-
Damnit, Callaby. Getting distracted again.
I scrambled back to my feet and tore off toward the dining room again. "Wait!" The bear yelled but I didn't listen. I kept running, and running. I felt my left knee getting a bit weak, so I started putting more force into my right leg as I ran.
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest as I passed the curtain of Pirate Cove. The fox that I had just cleaned earlier had lunged out at me like his life depended on it.
"What the fu-"
My face connected with something hard and fuzzy. I took a step back to inspect the brown fur like material, gulping when I realized. My eyes slowly traveled up the body, past a nice bow tie, a muzzle, and finally to his blue eyes. "Now, dear. We do not use those kind of words here." "I'm sorry." I apologized in a hoarse voice.
And without further-a-do, I had slipped away from the bear and was running again.
Once I had reached the dining area, I knew I had to come up with a plan. I ducked under one of the tables, hoping to have time to formulate an idea. After a minute of panting, a thought occurred to me. These things couldn't climb, could they? Well, it was worth a shot if they found me. Probably my only option if they did.
So there I sat, trembling like a frightened Chihuahua. And it wasn't long before I felt something moving in my pocket. "What the-" I pulled out the cupcake that I had picked up from the first night. The poor thing was shaking like a leaf, it's eyes wide and terrified. I silently cooed over the adorable creature and tried to silently reassure it. All of these things had feelings and thoughts to a certain extent, huh?
The sound of the herd that killed Mufasa echoed throughout the building as the animatronics came running into the dining area. As soon as I heard muttering and the sound of tables being flipped, I knew I had to move. Fast. I flicked the tablet on for a millisecond to see the time and stuffed it in my pocket. Surprisingly, a lot of time had gone by. It was already 5:12. Hopefully, I would make it.
I put the cupcake between my hoodie and my shirt, right underneath my chin. It's eyes could still see what was happening, and with whatever force it was using, it clung to the hoodie and me. I crawled out from under the table and made a mad dash toward the curtain of the stage. I hopped onto the stage and grabbed the curtain, and started climbing it.
"Oh, no you don't."
I screamed as two large paws wrapped around my midsection and pried me from the curtain. My only chance to escape. Now I was done for. Dead. And as Phone Guy put it, only my eyes and teeth would ever see the light of day again. I nearly sobbed. But not out of fear. Anger.
"Put me down!" I pounded my fists on the golden bears back.
"If you say so."
My body was unceremoniously dropped on the floor and I was sure that my tailbone had been successfully bruised. Though, that was the least of my worries at the moment. The 5 animatronics circled around me, all staring with ominous eyes. They were about to stuff me in a suit. I was going to die. I would never eat wondrous food again. Or ever listen to another Coldplay song. Or see more adorable animals. Or have my first kiss. Or-
SCRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!
My hand slapped over the area where my heart would be as I nearly went into cardiac arrest on the spot. My eyes looked up at the pink blur that was the cupcake, screeching horrifically and attacking one of my attackers. Bonnie.
"Oh, dear god! Get it off! Get it off! I didn't know the human had the freaking-"
"Shut yer trap, ye' scalawag! Ye' be wakin' up the whole world!"
"Hold still, Bonnie-" The famous bear himself had begun his screeching also when the cupcake attacked him. All the while, the golden bear was laughing. Chica, well, she just stood a little off to the side, surprised by this change in what used to be a routine for them.
I jumped up and snatched the cupcake from Freddie's face. "I'll be taking this." And ran as fast as I could while the animatronics chased after me. My pounding adrenaline began to block out any sound other than my own fast unsteady heartbeat. As soon as I ran into the office, I slammed both doors shut. I had 22% battery with less than 5 minutes left. I wasn't worried. But I was a bit frightened by the banging on my door and the faces staring through the windows on either side of my office. My trembling hands pulled the little cupcake closer to my body. My eyes looked over the cupcake for any harm. When I saw none, I gently smiled at it.
"I'll just call you CK."
