My body shook as I checked the power, my body shaking. 12%. I could hear the bangging, and a sob escaped me. I looked frantically around the room. I was about to be killed by the only beings that had gave a damn about me because of a stupid glitch. I had written a note for them, and was currently hugging my favorite plushie for comfort. I saw the clock hit 2 AM, and closed my eyes. I took deep breaths, my face buried in my toy. I heard the' woosh' of the doors and heard the Toreador march play before a loud scream, causing me to whimper and more tears pour down my face, then a paw grabbing me. I hunched in to myself, my sobs quite, I felt myself be passed to another animatronic and opened my eyes. We were in parts and services and I saw the animatronic suit, a Bonnie suit and my sobs crescendoed, I reached out to the animatronic fox by the door who had been watching me next to Chica.
"Daddy!" I called out for my pseudo father, my panicked mind forgetting about the glitch for a moment. He moved towards me and reached out for me and I grabbed on to him much like a small child would, burying my face in to his neck. He returned the hug, rubbing my back. At least if I was stuffed, my Dad would be there to comfort me now.
"Shush lass, I've got ya' now. Don' worry." My sobs died down but my grip didn't loosen. "Ge out ye landlubbers." I coughed and he nuzzled the side of my head. I heard the mechanical steps leave the room. So he won't do it in front of the others, that's good at least.
"I'm sorry.." I whispered out.
"It be okay, yer not gettin' stuffed kiddo." He moved some of my hair away from my neck. "The stupid glitch doesn't work if we know ye be ye." I nodded and he put me on the bench. I immediately started wiping my eyes with my free hand as he kept a hand on my shoulder. My other hand held the plushie of him to my chest.
"Why did nay ye say ye was workin' as the night guard?" I looked down.
"I didn't want you to feel bad if this happened." He made me look at him before hugging me again.
"Oh 'oney." I relaxed against him. "Les go n' see if Aunt Chica has any grub for ye. I know ye did nay eat earlier." I nodded hesitantly, slightly scared to see the others after what had just almost occurred. I jumped down, flinching as the animatronic head fell. Dad glared at it growling. I looked up at him holding my hand out to him.
"Hold my hand?" He nodded.
"O' course." We walked out and he stopped in the door way. Freddy was trying to comfort a crying Bonnie, while Chica was staring in to space sadly.
"Chica ye got any grub fer ta kiddo?" She looked up nodding. I walked over extending my arm so we could go to the kitchen.
"Can I help make it?" I asked. I always liked helping her cook. She smiled and we walked to the kitchen.
I was rolling out the dough as she watched me, suddenly she was hugging me, her body shaking.
"I'm so sorry, honey. " I patted her shoulder.
"It's okay. You didn't know."