Hey there, readers! Just a note: I will be working on some other fanfictions after this, most likely Constricting and When Nightmares Wake. If you would rather me work on something else, though, then I would be glad to hear from you! Bye! See you next time!
The next few hours only got even worse. Not only were the sounds continuing to come but so were random animatronics. It was as if the robots had something wrong with them because they didn't even come up to the right doors (*I KNOW that there are vents-you don't need to tell me*). It was strange.
But it only got stranger from there: soon music could be heard, coming from the stage area.
When they went to go see what was going on, the music had stopped, and the animatronics had frozen.
Zenix was getting tired of having to deal with anymore ghosts, so she went over to the merry-go-round and kicked it, trying to get it to turn on. But that didn't work. She growled. She just happened to glimpse an object behind the quite large to be in this room merry-go-round...a sledgehammer. Picking it up, she slammed it into the side of the circular object. The merry-go-round's lights sputtered for a second before flickering to life. Music filled the room while the others looked up at it in awe. Zenix was surprised it still worked after thirty years of deactivation.
"It's been a while since I've seen one of these," Blaze said. Her eyes reflected the lights that flickered on and off and Zenix couldn't help but think of how beautiful Blaze was (*NO shipping, unless it's girlXboy! I WILL hunt you down!*) (*Also, they're SISTERS, for crying out loud! Please!*). She thought about Blaze's aquamarine fur, and how it always seemed so soft. How her deep blue eyes always filled her with happiness. She was smart too and had so many amazing skills. Zenix thought she was perfect, but Blaze thought otherwise:
To Blaze, it felt as if the whole world was against her and she needed to make it right; even if she had to do it by forceful arguments or protests. But she saw how much it was affecting her 'sister' and now she couldn't ignore this one, simple, and troublesome fact: all of this was real. It was really happening. And she couldn't debate it any longer...
"It's a shame that someone would let it go to waste, though..." She said, sighing.
"Yeah," said Zenix with the same attitude, a memory of a time long ago forming in her mind. Her gaze shifted back as she turned around and pointed behind her. "But I'm sure they'd like to see it again..."
The others turned around and looked where Zenix was pointing. At the animatronics. Zenix was sure that the others had missed them because they had turned back they had been watching them this whole time, with dull expressions. This is how Zenix knew they were upset.
"It's alright guys, the gigs up," The animatronics didn't move. Zenix sighed. "I know Maggie and Abigail told you guys about my shift. It's no use hiding or faking it anymore."
Freddy and Bonnie-the two animatronics left on the stage- turned to them, eyes open wide. Their cover had been blown. They looked at the others. Zenix sighed.
"Yes, they know, too. Come on out, guys. I'm sure they'd like to meet you." She tried to smile, although still agitated from earlier.
The two animatronics looked at each other before setting down their instruments. A light emitted from both of them as it formed into two ghost boys. One had matted orange hair and overalls. The other had dark skin and eyes, and black hair. They both floated down together, off the stage, and went to introduce themselves.
The orange-haired boy went over to Blaze and took her hand. "Hey, there. My name's Jamie." His voice had a had a slight grown-up tone to it, as well as a country slang. But Blaze was used to this, as she had spent most of her life on a farm.
Blaze chuckled at his chipper attitude,"Hello there, Jamie. My name's Blaze."
Jamie took a quick bow, "Malady."
Blaze blushed a little. She always did when she was referred to something that she knew she wasn't any good at (for example, see chapter 2).
When he noticed this, he backed away, afraid he had done something wrong, "Was it something I said?" For some reason or another, Blaze blushed even more. Jamie scratched his head in confusion.
Zenix walked over and placed her arm over Blaze's shoulders. "Aww, don't worry about it. She just doesn't like any of those formal names, you know? Makes her kind of uncomfortable."
"Why?"
"Why-J-Oh, come on! Really?!" She gave him a skeptical look. He still didn't understand. She huffed angrily. "Well, here's an example: How would you like it if I told everyone your name was Jamerson Oakwood III? How do you like that?"
Jamie blushed. "Okay, okay! I get it! Stop!"
Zenix nodded. Okay. Tell me where Mangle is."
"Mangle? Emily? Why? She's probably hidin'..." He looked around the room, at the ceiling, maybe thinking he'd see her hiding in the shadows.
"Hmm... That's not the answer I was looking for..." Zenix hinted.
Apparently he got the hint.
"Ok! Umm... I think she was... in the Parts/Service room. I dunno. I was runnin' too fast (because of the suit, remember!). Gosh, darn it, these crazy quick changes!" Jamie continued to carry on about how they should have longer changing times and other things that he was upset about.
But Zenix didn't care. She had what she needed.
"Okay. Now to find Mangle..."
