FNAF: What's Inside

Chapter 9: Gift Show

Braedan

I sat in my chair with my eyes closed, sipping from my ice-cold can of root beer. Ahh. Perfection. I took another sip before opening my eyes to see a face, only inches from mine.

"Sup." I said nonchalantly.

"H-hello." Marionette said quietly. "I just came to v-visit, but you looked pretty peaceful. I didn't want to d-disturb you."

"That is due to the wonders of root beer. A glorious substance, bestowed on the world through the grace of God." I said with a grin. She blushed. Her mask had changed into a more human form that showed her emotions.

"It's that good?" Marionette asked.

"Maybe not to everyone, but it's definitely one of my three favorite drinks." I explained. "So… let's get a look at the new you." Marionette blushed and leaned back. She was still thin, although she had filled out a little bit, making her seem more like a human. She still looked really embarrassed, possibly because I was looking her over. She was a B-cup, but seemed a little shorter than before, maybe five feet nine inches.

"Hmmm. Based on the trend, Fred's gonna get punched ten times tomorrow." I said as I leaned back in my chair.

"W-w-why is Fred getting p-punched?" Marionette asked.

"He didn't tell me about this." I said as I gestured towards her. "One punch for each surprise." Marionette just smiled.

"He'll be fine. It's not like we haven't punched one another before." I said with a smile. "Anyways, what's up with you, Marionette?"

"Nothing much. I really enjoy giving the presents to the kids." Marionette said with a smile of her own. She then looked up at the clock. "Sorry, but I'm out of time. Foxy said she wanted to come visit next."

"All right. I guess I'll see you around then?" I asked as she stood up and stretched.

"Yeah, and by the way, call me Maria. Marionette doesn't really fit." She said before walking out the left door. I smiled and took another swig of root beer as I leaned back in my swivel chair.

I lay in my chair staring upwards towards the ceiling. Wonder if Foxy really will be here next? One of the others could come before her, but Maria did say Foxy was next… I suddenly froze. I listened and heard a quiet footstep. I quickly crouched down under my desk and hid silently. Another footstep, then another. I waited silently.

"ARRRRGH!" Silence followed.

"Hello? Mr. Night Guard? Anyone?" I listened as I heard several footsteps. I watched as two feet walked to the back of the desk.

"I guess he's not here." I grinned and reached out and grabbed her ankles. Foxy screamed and fell over. When she saw me under the desk cracking up, she started laughing too.

"That was hilarious." I said as I stopped laughing. Foxy smiled. She had thinned out and now had a shapely hourglass figure with G-cups.

"I'll give you that one." She said with a small smile. I crawled out from under the desk and offered my hand to it. Foxy took it and I pulled her to her feet. We both suddenly looked to the door as we heard someone growl.

"What's going on in here?" Freddi said as she glared at me. "Why'd Foxy scream?"

"I don't like your tone of voice." I said with a grin. "Unless you act nicer, I'm not telling."

"Foxy, what happened." Freddi said as she glared at me.

"Well, I-" Foxy began.

"I spooked her. You're next." I said with a devilish grin.

"All right, I've had enough of your crap." Freddi said as she walked towards me. "Just tell me what's going on, and then I'll leave."

"Or… I could not tell you." I replied. "Then we get a different result." Freddi just glared at me.

"I can't decide if I hate you, or if I'm impressed by your guts." Freddi groaned. "Are you okay Foxy?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." Foxy said quickly. "He just scared me. That's all." Freddi just nodded before glaring at me again.

"Next time something like this happens, we're gonna have to have a talk." Fredi said before turning and leaving.

"I'm looking forward to it!" I called after her. Foxy started laughing again.

"That was kinda funny, but you probably shouldn't make Freddi mad, she's a little more… physical with her anger." Foxy explained.

"What a coincidence, I hit things too!" I said with a huge grin before cracking up.

"You seem pretty big on jokes." Foxy commented as she sat next to me on the floor.

"I like to think that if you can't take a joke, you can't take life." I explained as I leaned back against the wall. "I mean, look at me. I've gotten myself hurt through my decisions so much, but I just walk it off and keep going."

"I like it." Foxy said with a small smile. She then looked at the clock and the wall and frowned. "Looks like I'm out of time."

"I guess so." I said as stood up and offered her my hand. She grabbed it and I pulled her to her feet. "Thanks or taking the joke well."

"No problem." Foxy beamed. "By the way, you probably shouldn't push Freddi. You were really starting to annoy her. She'll start getting a little… violent if you keep pushing it."

"I appreciate it, but I'm a fast runner." I said with a smirk. Foxy laughed.

"All right, but don't say I didn't warn you." Foxy said as she headed out the door. "Expect Balloon Girl next. See ya around, night guard."

"See ya." I said before getting another root beer out of the mini-fridge.

So, I waited to see if anyone spotted the hint to future shenanigans. It's in Chapter 8. Near the end. If anyone finds it, I'll give them a pretty good idea on where this story is going. Here's a clue, it's impossible…

Other than that, I got a new beta reader... again. So there ya go.