A/N:

I... Don't know what this is. This was awkward for even me to write, but it's your problem now. This seriously made me consider adding the mature rating, might still do that at some point. I dunno what do you think?

TW: How does one tag a chapter such as this? Gore, being eaten alive? Just tread carefully alright?

Thanks for stopping by, feel free to scream at me if you feel the need to.

"Gre-gory~"

He shouldn't have messed with the mop bot, oh god shouldn't have messed with the mop bot, now he's sounded the alarm and now a crazy pizza chicken was after him. He could hear her thundering footsteps coming oh so closer with each step. It took all his willpower to not scream in terror. He couldn't look back as he took off sprinting towards the escalators.

His lungs burned, and limbs felt like jelly. His body screamed at him to stop, to take a break but the metallic footsteps and the sound of Chica's voice told him he could not. Curse his frail weak body. He wished he had more energy than he did at this moment, he never got enough to eat to justify this amount of effort he expended.

He couldn't keep this up forever, he was tired and Chica was so fast, faster than he could run actually, the only reason he hadn't been caught yet was all the walls and obstacles in the way. She would soon close the distance if he didn't do something.

He scanned the room frantically. Think, think, think! He can't run, so he must hide but where...there! That baby stroller. He races over to it and all but throws himself into it. He pants heavily, trying to catch his breath and trying to regain his composure. Chica's footsteps thundered this way, and eventually slowed to a stop nearby. Gregory held his breath as she slowly neared his hiding place, he prayed she wouldn't find him, yet his mind screamed that this was a mistake.

She knows. She knows. She knows. Oh, god, this was a mistake. I'm going to...

Chica paused in front of the side of the stroller, he could see her stand there menacingly, then she walked past.

Gregory let out the breath he'd been holding, relieved, he thanked whoever heard his prayer that Chica did not find-

"Found you!"

Before he could act, the top of the stroller was lifted off and tossed away, Chica grabbed him harshly and lifted him in front of her face by his shoulders. Gregory froze as her lifeless eyes stared into his soul, it was like he was staring in the face of death himself.

"Why, I could just eat you up," She beamed.

Chica stared at him, almost admiring his looks, he was afraid of what she was planning to do to him. He didn't have to wait long to find out, as Chica suddenly moved forward and bit Gregory in the face.

CRUNCH

He heard the sound of his nose breaking first, then came the excruciating pain as he shrieked. His screams intensified as Chica pulled back, skin and sinnew audibly ripping as she tore a mouth full of flesh with her return. She moaned at the taste as she chewed and let the morsel
slide down her gullet into her trash compartment.

"HMM!" She hummed.

Gregory in an pain induced adrenaline rush, struggled out of her grip and fell onto his back onto the floor, but Chica wasted no time in pinning the kid down and biting down onto his chest, tearing a bit of fabric and more of that oh so tasty flesh into her mouth and into her gullet. She bit, riped, and chewed frantickly like she would never get another meal in her life. Gregory continued to scream, he grabbed her head and tried to push the mechanical predator away from him, only for Chica to bite his arm with another resounding crunch, signifying a broken arm. He gave the loudest keen in his life as the worst pain he ever felt intensified further.

After Chica pulled back, again ripping another chunk of flesh out his arm and swallowing it, she picked him back up, studying his now ruined face. She seemed content now, never feeling so full in her life, she seemed happy despite all the blood dripping down her face.

"You're so tasty, Greg-Greg. Thank you!" She beamed. She then grabbed the top of his head with one hand, and with a quick flick of her wrist...

SNAP

She quickly turned his head to the side, a brutal sharp pain filled his neck for a fraction of a second then all the pain below his head faded immediately. He couldn't feel anything below his neck actually. His mind screamed at him to get up and get away, but his body didn't react to this demand no matter how hard he tried. It's then Gregory knew something was horrible wrong with him. Chica ruined him, she broke his body beyond repair.

The realization of his fate made him sob bitterly, the pain of his missing nose didn't help either, a horrible mix of tears and blood trailed down his face and onto the linoleum floors.

"Gregory, let me take you to your parents," Chica said. He saw her grab his leg, he couldn't feel it, and started to drag him off to some unknown location.

Yeah, she's taking him to his parents alright, he thought sardonically as he continued to sob.

The last thing he would see is the back of Chica as she continued to drag his limp body behind her. He squeezed his eyes shut as he submitted to his fate, it was all futile now anyway, he was finished. Gregory wasn't even aware when he slipped into unconsciousness.

He didn't wake up.

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