The Weasel's Playpen, Chapter One, Page Eleven

(A New Page will come out every Wednesday. Apologies for the long delay and short pag: I've been going through real life.)

"So, that's our attack strategy. Alright, sis?"

Arctic nodded. "Sure. We can do this, but what about Fudge and the other two?" Digs shrugged. We can cross that bridge when we come to it. Besides: GOLD said we had to do it ourselves." Arctic was still uneasy about the fact that they had to kill someone just to get their freedom, and Digs was concerned. He also didn't want to get the others involved due to the story behind their needs. Suddenly, the door opened, and there was the night guard. It was the killer. Digs was sure of it.

The guard looked nervously at Digs and Arctic, then walked toward the security office, down near the far end of the Dining Area. Digs nodded at Arctic, and she stepped off the stage.

Leonard walked into the security office, somewhat startled he was back here. After what happened…

He listened to the phone call from Daniel, then logged onto the security system. He checked the show stage, only to find that the wolf was missing. He tried not to panic, as he knew that these animatronics could move around at night. He grabbed his flashlight and checked the hallway, to see Arctic standing in the doorway.


The Weasel's Playpen Fanfiction is NOT cancelled: merely postponed until I can find some motivation to work on it again. I am not going to stop something as big as this.

If you want to read this thing now, go to my deviantart page. My username is BonnieBomb.

It's getting too time-consuming to work on here, too.