Before I start this chapter, I just want to thank those of you who are enjoying this story. It inspires me to keep posting :)
King Kbrine: I know his pink hair is gone now, but Wilfred Warfstash is as pink as ever ;)
Im sorry this chapter is a bit shorter, I didn't have as much time due to travel, but I will try to make up for it next week.
CHAPTER 9
The clock struck twelve, and Mark was already in the office. He was making preparations of his own. He had some experiments for the animatronics that he wanted to test. Mark looked at the cameras. The bunny was already gone, and it didn't take long for the chicken to follow. Now they would play his game, even though they had no clue.
Bonnie found himself leaving the stage much sooner than the previous night. His programming was much more determined and Bonnie simply didn't feel like fighting so hard anymore. Besides, the man had shown himself to be able to survive just fine.
Freddy had no idea what to expect. The night could go so many different ways, and he was still suspicious of the man. He didn't like him, and didn't trust him. All the same, he fought against his programming. The man hadn't done anything yet, so Freddy decided to simply keep an eye on him. That was when he heard the sound of the radio playing. He couldn't understand why he wanted to follow the sound of the voices. Still, he remained seated. But the same couldn't be said for the others.
The tally light wasn't flashing very often tonight much to Foxy's relief. That was until the radio started to play. He was drawn towards the sound of voices, and found himself unwillingly leaving his cove and going towards the sound. Maybe it was so hard to resist because his programming was getting harder to control, but as he went towards the sound he found that he wasn't the only one.
Bonnie and Chica, who had been heading towards the office, immediately changed direction when the radio began. They had to go towards the sound. The sound of people's voices, and they were confused about the change.
But the man in the office was pleased with the result. It meant that in a way, he could control where they were going. The 'Boss' had told him that the robots were drawn towards sound because their programming told them to take care of the kids so they were drawn towards the sound because where sound was, the people they needed to keep an eye on would be.
These robots would be under his control from now on, and they didn't even realize it. Mark's hair turned a violent deep purple as his smile grew. This pizzeria was his, and the killer animatronics that resided in it. He would use their programming against them.
"After all. They're just heaps of metal anyways." He said to himself.
The rest of the night was mostly Mark toying with the animatronics. Except, that is, for Freddy. Mark frowned at the robot that simply refused to follow his programming. This would be a problem, but Mark mostly dismissed this as a glitch, and didn't worry about it. In the end, it shouldn't matter too much to him.
Freddy sat on the stage, and tried to understand what on earth was going on. The sound of a radio went from room to room and Freddy watched as his family followed the sound wherever it went. It didn't take too long for Freddy to realize that it was the programming, but he was really confused as to why the night guard was doing it. If it had been anyone else, he would have believed that it was simply the night guard trying to protect himself from the animatronics. But this was the man that sent chills into Freddy's heart whenever he saw or thought about him.
Freddy was angry that his family was being led around the place, and he was worried as to what it may mean. But he couldn't do anything. He knew that if he moved, he would lose control and go for the kill. The radio would not fool him. Mark hadn't checked up on the bear in a long time and Freddy could feel his control slipping. Finally not only his programming, but his curiosity also won and he left the stage. It felt good to be able to move again, and he wanted to see what the night guard was up to in his office. Leaving the room, he let out a deep belly laugh, not too different from the one that Mark had let out that sent chills down to the very core of one's being.
Mark hadn't been looking at the bear. In fact, he pretty much forgot about him. He was too occupied with leading the other robots around, and thinking. That was, until he heard a deep belly laugh. Mark stopped what he had been doing. What had been that sound? Mark looked to the show stage to see that Freddy was no longer there. He checked the room he had led the other animatronics to, but Freddy wasn't there either. Where was the damn bear?!
"Shit, where is he?" Mark muttered to himself. He checked the different camera's before finding Freddy's head poking through at the bathrooms.
"Why the hell doesn't he work like the others?" Mark asked, moving the other animatronics to another room. Maybe he could lure the bear with his friends. But it didn't work. He moved the animatronics past the bear, but still he didn't follow them. Mark narrowed his eyes. The bear would prove to be a problem if when he didn't check it regularly, it moved towards him. Soon, six am hit and all the animatronics went back to their stages.
"The bear needs to be shut down." Mark said, his hair going back to the bubblegum pink it had been. "I'll give him a reason to be fixed." He smiled, and laughed as he left the pizzeria. Freddy's suspicious eyes following him the whole way.
