(???? POV. Unknown time and place.)

Something about the others here reminds me of people I had known. Not all of them. But a certain few. I hope that's a coincidence and they've moved on... They deserve it. That's what the plan was for.

Then again... There's a selfish part of me that wants them here. This is new to me, and I don't want to be alone. Especially when I know HE is so nearby...

I wish I knew how to bring it up to them. I suppose I should have more than just a feeling before I ask.

Hey, wait. Who's that I see wandering around?

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(Glamrock Freddy POV. Pizzaplex, 2029.)

Gregory seems unlike most children in the Pizzaplex. Guests are usually very excited to be around me and my friends, even when we're not performing. This one just seems annoyed with me. Did I do something wrong? H̷̹̅e̸̤͘ ̴̩̂d̸̠̾o̷͇̾e̵̠͌ś̸̮ņ̸͠'̴̲͒t̶͔̔ ̴̟̈́t̵̩͐ṟ̵̀ủ̸͙s̸̰̿t̸̼͆ ̶͉̐ý̵̨o̸̜͝u̶̳͒ ̷̝̓y̵̱̐e̶͖̋ṱ̸̾.̵̦̿

Maybe he's scared and nervous from being lost. Maybe he's trying very hard not to show that. Or maybe I'm looking into it too much... That's probably it.

I don't like this waiting. Something about Gregory being alone worries me. Which is silly! Nothing bad should be able to happen here! Maybe he'll meet one of the others and they'll help him too. That would make me feel much more at ease. We're all programmed to protect kids.

I can't help but wonder why he would need protection from Officer Vanessa. She's supposed to be here to help too...

I did give him a Fazwatch so we can contact each other, but I don't want to be irritating. Plus, it would make him look down more instead of watching where he's going. Which could be very dangerous! What if he falls and hurts himself?

I hear something. Footsteps? They sound light. I should look out the window and see...

Oh there he is! He's alright! I'm very glad! G̸̪͆o̶̻̊ő̵̳d̵͕̋ ̵̑͜j̸̦͘o̷̮̾b̶̘͆,̷͓͑ ̸̗̓ṡ̸͕u̴̧̐p̵̡̕ë̶͔r̸̗̃s̶̖̓t̴̘͌a̴͈̅r̴̞̈́!̶͕̈́

"Way to go, superstar!" Although I said that cheerily, it seems to have upset him.

"Don't call me that." He almost sounds bitter. Maybe if we get to know each other better I can ask him... Wait, no. He's leaving before the doors close. I don't think even I can get that close to somebody in the span of a few minutes. Especially someone who seems so guarded.

"Are we going or...?" He stares up at me, his little arms crossed. I̶̙͐'̵̱̟̔͆m̵̨̝͒͠ ̴̗͛͂p̸̫̈r̸̬̂̇ȇ̷͙t̷̩̃t̴͔̞͂̀y̴̲͋̄ ̵̱̭̐s̸̘̆ư̶̧͙͂ȑ̵͎ḙ̴̑͗ ̶̼́y̵̥̟͂͑o̶̰̐̇u̶̻̕͝ ̸̖͔̕p̵̘̗̍̔ì̶̞̻̓c̶̭͋ķ̸͔͗͝ė̴͖̺̐d̵̝̘͌ ̴͍͍̈́ṭ̷̡̐h̴̹̓̓a̸͇̗̐̅t̶̮̍ ̷̩̃͜͠ǔ̸̻͊p̸͕̐ ̴̧̥͑͠f̸̺̝̽r̷͉̃ô̶̳͆ḿ̴ͅ ̸̡͖͆͠m̷̨̟͐͂ḙ̶͚̃̚.̸͍̋

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(Roxanne Wolf POV)

"Thank you. I am the best..." I don't believe a word of what I'm saying.

I'm not sure where these feelings came from in the first place. At first I thought it was part of my design. But Monty pointed out once that it would be a weird trait to give a robot that's supposed to entertain small children...

I'm not enough. Enough for what exactly though? No matter how much I think about it, I can never find the answer.

I look in the mirror and decide that's enough of a pep talk for now. Vanessa wants us to find another kid. I don't know what's up with kids wanting to stay here after hours, but this isn't the first kid and he won't be the last.

I head out of my room and start looking. Usually it's a race between me and Monty for who catches the tiny intruders first. Sometimes they'll go to Chica because she knows how to sweet talk a kid and get them to trust her. And Freddy... Actually, come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen Freddy help us with this before. Which is surprising since him and Chica are the best with kids.

I think it'd be fun if he did join. The four of us clicked almost immediately, which means even though we can be jerks to each other sometimes, we were fast friends.

Whatever. Point is, the hunt is on! I'll catch the kid before the stupid gator and race the rest of the night.

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Thanks to everyone reading! ~TransPurpleWitch