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Kurama: Thanks! About the shortness aspect, I like to keep a minimum of 1,700 words, split between 3 perspectives. So these are 1-easier to write, and 2-easier to read.
Here comes that "Unexpected Attachment" tribute... Only problem is that I can't have 2 "Mike Schmidt"s so I'll have to change UA's Mike a bit, just the last name. I'm thinking something along the lines of "Mike Schlatt".
[ETHAN D'KRAFT, 7:00 PM]
When Ethen had first learned of what the animatronics did, he combined that knowledge with the fact that Max was bringing them back to entertain families. He had assumed they were like spears about to be used as walking sticks, when they were just pencils that someone happened to get stabbed by. Now it was his duty to make sure these pencils didn't stab again...
With his knowledge of the full story, he blames the management more than the animatronics. The animatronics really should've been fixed after the first nightguard was mulched, what kinda moron leaves those animatronics like that. Better question, what idiot leaves the animatronics like that and keeps throwing nightguards at it. That's not just immoral, it's also a lawsuit waiting to happen.
As Ethen woke up he checked his phone, he noticed a text from his brother. "Hey E, Where R U?". Ethan's brother referred to him with a capital E over text, as he was the "Big E" of the brothers.
"The pizzeria, working overtime." Technically he was volunteering for the extra work, but he was "working overtime" to keep an eye on the animatronics. With that, he left his truck and entered the pizzaria.
"You're early." Chica stated from her chair, strangely seeming less hostile than before.
"And you seem slightly less pissed off than before. What changed?" The nightguard asked.
"Well, first of all, Bonnie told me about your heart-to-heart, as short as it was. Second, I thought about why you said what you said, and honestly I don't blame you." Her expression shifted at that, "I don't know why I got so angry, I guess Foxy's been rubbing off on me." She mumbled that last part, to Ethen's dread. Between the hook hand and sharp teeth, Foxy wouldn't have a hard time killing Ethen if he wanted to.
Oh right, the Foxy at this pizzeria is a different one from the Foxy that Chica and Bonnie know... Ethen couldn't really decide if that was better or worse.
"Hey, uh, on a scale from 1-10, 1 being 'slightly thankful', and 10 being 'I owe my life', how thankful should I be that Bonnie saved my backside yesterday?" Ethen questioned the big bird, wondering if his life was in danger.
"Eh, about a 3. My plan was to tie you to a chair and yell at you for half an hour."
"Oh... Okay." Ethen spoke in a relieved tone, feeling a bit of weight lift off him. He sat down in a chair across from Chica.
"Oh, and... she mentioned that when you called her a metallic freak," Chica started, "you apparently yelled at Max for bringing us back to entertain children, as if you were worried about us 'metallic freaks' hurting them."
Ethen started to get up, "Uh... hey would you look at the time, I gotta go." Ethen didn't like where this was going, the last time Chica chased him was because of him insulting them. His eyes widened and his back stiffened when she grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back down.
"Hey, easy, I get it. If I heard that a group of big animatronics with a bloody past was being brought to entertain children, I wouldn't be too comfortable with it either." Chica comforted the nightguard, "But," She continued, "You should know that our dark past only happened because some human scumbag took a yellow bear costume and used it to murder some kids. We used to leave 'endoskeletons' alone before then, all this trouble started because of him." She said 'endo' with air quotes, it was obvious that both Ethen and Chica could guess what those 'endo's' actually were.
[CHICA, 7:10 PM]
Chica hadn't noticed it before, but she too has been upgraded with a sense of smell. Her first thoughts when Ethen entered those doors was "This guy needs a shower.", so the upgrades were being put to good use.
"Hey, did you actually go home?" She asked.
"Nope. Slept in the truck... why?" The nightguard asked.
"Because you could really use a shower." Ethen's eyes winded at that, he seemed surprised.
"Wait, can you smell?" Ethan asked.
"Yeah, the one silver lining with this situation." Chica deadpanned.
"Other than not dying or being scrapped." Ethen pointed out, "I'm gonna go home and take a shower, I'll be back in time for my shift." Ethen started to walk out the doors, "Funny, an animatronic can smell but I can't." he mumbled to himself.
Chica's jaw dropped, 'a human without a sense of smell?' she thought. This was new to her, was he injured? No, his nose looked fine. Was he always like this or did it happen some time after he was born? 'Humans are weird' she thought to herself.
Whatever it was, Chica didn't want to spend her time thinking about it. She wanted to talk to Bonnie instead, so she went to go find her.
Chica found Bonnie in Pirate's Cove, staring at the new Foxy. Fresh streams of oil ran down her face, it didn't take a genius to guess what was going on. It made sense as Foxy went through the most out of the Fazbear 4. 1987, getting kidnapped, almost going through an '87 repeat, being ejected from his cove, getting broken down and stuck in pirates cove for years. The only thing any of them went through that Foxy didn't was the bite-scene in a movie, and that was based on something he went through.
"Bonnie?" Chica asked, causing Bonnie to look up at them, "Are you okay?".
Bonnie sniffed as she wiped her tears, "Not really... I hope that Freddy and Foxy are still alive and out there somewhere."
"Well, it's possible... I don't really remember what even happened to split us up..."
"Me neither." The purple bunny replied. The last thing Chica remembered was a snow-day, they had a snowball fight and everything... Now the Fazbear 4 had been broken up...
Would new Freddy and Foxy be anything like the old ones? Only time would tell.
[SPRIG, 1:00 AM]
"Alright, here's the deal," Afton started, "we leave this room, scare that nightguard, and I'll shut up for a whole 2 weeks!" He somehow became more restless after yesterday's events.
"No." Sprig replied swiftly, not offering an explanation to why. He shouldn't have to, considering how he already has multiple times over the years.
"We finally have a way out of the Safe Room and you're not even gonna use it? Typical Sprig." Afton stated, "Can we at least explore the place? C'mon, you know you want to." ...and he's using that voice again, just great.
"Fine." Sprig finally gave in. At least he couldn't actually do anything, not with Sprig in control. "But if you speak out of line at all, I'm coming back in here and never leaving again. Do. You. [Fudging]. Hear. Me?" Sprig sternly commanded.
"Yeah that's fair, still gonna think up a storm though." Afton replied. Good, all Sprig had to do now was ignore Afton's [silly] commentary.
Sprig walked up to the door, about to exit the room. Just had to open the door, by turning the knob. An easy procedure, could do it in seconds really. No problem at all, not a single one. Sprig could do this with his eyes closed... All he had to do was turn the knob and pull, nothing to it...
"Hey are you gonna open that door? Or are you just going to stand here all night." Afton joked, but he had a point. If Sprig doesn't open that door, right there, then he will be in that room all night...
He did want to explore, but his current condition and Afton's presence made it difficult to do so. It was a struggle to find the courage to leave like this... but if Bonnie could tolerate him, maybe he could reintegrate into the pizzeria after all.
As the [sleepwalking] duo left the storage room and entered the arcade, they looked around to see what games were there. There were classics like Donkey Kong and Pacman, but also new games neither of them recognised. One appeared to have what looked like machine-guns as the controls, it had "Jurassic Park" written on it. Being [put to sleep] in the 80's, neither of them even knew what "Jurassic Park" was.
All they knew is that it was decades since they were locked away, and technology has certainly advanced as time went on. Bonnie was proof of that, their figure was much more human-esqe. Their face was more expressive as well, almost like they were an anthropomorphic Bunny. The new Chica also had a redesign, seeming like an anthropomorphic Chicken... It didn't take a genius to guess that Freddy and Foxy had received this treatment as well.
Speaking of Freddy and Foxy, where are they?
"...B-Bonnie? Is that you lassie?" a mechanical voice sounded, surprising both halves of SpringTrap. Sprig looked to see a red fox in a pirate outfit, outfitted with an eyepatch and a hook for a hand.
"Oh great, this guy again." Afton commented within SpringTrap's headspace. "His name's Foxy, FoXy ThE pIrAtE fOx!" he explained mockingly, showing disdain for the animatronic.
"I was called that once, but I'm afraid you have me mistaken for someone else." Sprig replied, unfamiliar with this red fellow.
"Ah... Do ye know where I be then?" the Fox asked.
"Hrm... I suspect this is the newest Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I've been tossed around from location to location so many times, it's hard to keep track." Sprig explained. "I wonder if they're ever going to reinstate me as an animatronic again..." The rotting rabbit muttered under his breath.
Foxy seemed to take note of that last part, but didn't comment on it. "Do ye know where a lad named "Mike Schlatt" be?
"Unfortunately no, but I can help look for him." Sprig replied, he had lost a friend too. "How about we check the office first, there should be a camera system there."
"Aye, that sounds like a good plan." Foxy agreed, "The office at me old pizzeria had a camera system, ol' Mikey used it all the time. Being the nightguard and all."
And so they went. Neither of them knew just what was in store for them, but they just had to find something.
[END CHAPTER]
Swiggity Swooty, here comes that pirate booty... that be treasure ye know.
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