Our months are the new cafe soon turned to an enjoyable games. Each week there was a new night guard, and we'd always play. Sometimes we'd let them win, others we'd catch them and play a different type of game. It was always good to release some anger. The modern versions didn't bother us much, and didn't join in. At least, not immediately.

The modern versions told us the story after it happened. Another murder. By, guess who! According to them, she used an old BluBerry suit and said that she was an extra special twin, having some birthday games for them to play. I could only imagine what would happen next. Brian had watched it, and it made him shrink to speak about it. Apparently, Brian's possessed suit had been kept in the back and moved with us. He said he thought it was because if the robots ever malfunctioned, the spring-lock suit could be used to keep kids occupied while they tried to fix the problem.

I awoke one night to find my screen scattered with four purple beings, including Brian. He was guiding them to the new animals. As they mixed, a shade of pink overtook them and I watched as they slowly got used to their new bodies. It must've been an easier transition than us, since Brian was there. I'd be forever grateful for his aid.

The new kids had cute names too: Clyde, Dylan, Mikey. Ironic, how the names matched the animatronics. Bluberry didn't seem sad that he was the last un-possessed animatronic. He actually seemed proud of it. "I can have my intellect all to myself." He had said, when Mac… err… Mikey asked if he was left out.

That night of Hide And Seek was incredibly interesting. We sat back, watching the newly-possessed animatronics scare the living daylight out of this one guard. He passed out, but the new guys didn't kill him. I guess they didn't see red like the rest of us. They seemed to see things in a tint of blue, and things were labeled as they came. The nightguard stayed for a good week, and we enjoyed scaring him over and over. Finally, Duke and Daniel's yearning was fed up and he ripped the night guard apart slowly, letting out a long screech. The soul nearly fell out of the man's body and flew up to the bright light so fast, I could barely calculate it.

Then, we animatronics got a fright. Red Lady. She was the next night guard. She seemed oblivious to the fact that our murdered souls were inside the animatronics. Then again, the workers just thought that the location at night made people go insane, claiming there were "ghosts" and "demons."

She sat in the room, reading a magazine. "Top Ten Murders of All Time" was on the front cover, her boots up on the table. Red didn't even seem the least bit concerned about the animatronics. She should've. We were animals at night, and with our zookeeper in our cage, she was about to be attacked. Brutally. With no mercy.

The two Macaronis were the first to go, popping in each window simultaneously. Double Duke went to work, hiding on the other side of the doors, out of sight but playing glitched out songs. Us Callies were the last. Working together, we stood in the doorway, tail swiping back and forth; ready to pounce. Bluberry had stayed behind, sitting on the fancy stage, waiting for us.

Both Callies grabbed Red as she screamed loudly. Macs screamed louder, mixing the computerized chips with children's scream. Both Dukes grabbed each of her legs as we dragged her out to the stage. Her arms flailed as she kicked and screamed. I growled, shutting her up. Macaroni tied her up, placing her on the stage. The new Callie had gone in the back, getting a knife.

I took it, holding up. "Hello kid. I hope y-y-you are in for a treat. I have a b-b-birthday game for you all. It's called Stab." I giggled, holding up the knife.

"W-What's Stab?" asked the original Macaroni, tilting his head.

I stabbed Red, rage filling my circuits. Her arm started to bleed, as I stuck the sharp knife through it. Macaroni laughed loudly, cackling almost. Pure joy flowed through us.

New Duke was the next to join in. "Poor k-k-kid. I'll get you a band-aid!" He started to turn around.

Old Duke glanced up. "R-Really?" New Duke turned around, as he held a gun to her other arm, shooting it with a bang. "No." was his dark response.

The new Callie stared at the woman, holding her by the neck. "Look, I really didn't want to kill you. It's just revenge. You understand right?" A grin was painted across her face as she lifted higher and higher.

I turned around, my tail waving. "G-G-Good. We do!" I swiped at her neck, watching the blood fly on to the fur and spray all over the stage. All the animatronics went crazy, biting and chewing at the woman who had cursed them. Blood was everywhere.

A purple figure flew up in my vision. Brian swooped in, tackling the woman to the ground. "Oh no you don't!" He screamed, hitting her over and over again. The woman screamed, feeling the pain even after death.

Bluberry stepped forward. "Let me have her, kid." He said gruffly, as Brian shoved the woman into Bluberry. He glitched out, shaking wildly. "Sho-Shouldn't have done that. No! I-I-I won't let you tortu-tu-tu-ture these k-k-kids anymore more! What? No! Stop!" Bluberry glitched, falling to the ground with a loud bang. Sparks flew from the back of his suit, and his eye lights went out to darkness. He had been destroyed. A faint purple stream stayed in the fur though. Red was trapped in there!

All six of us took a moment, mourning the death. His self-sacrifice had freed us. With a jump, we all cheered, dancing and whooping and hollering in joy. We would finally be at peace.

It was short-lived as we didn't leave our bodies. All six of us looked at each other with confusion. I was right. We were trapped. Trapped in their suits eternally. Our killer hadn't fully died. We trapped her, and now we'd never be at peace!

Brian swirled towards Bluberry, staring at the suit. "She's still in there." A spark flew as the broken animatronic began to rise. "She's still alive! She's possessed it and has control!" He screamed, flying behind the curtain, poking his head from the side.

All six of us watched as our glitching kin rose, staring at us. His eyes were a bright red. "Y-You kids! Look-k what y-y-you've done!" He screeched, trying to jump at us. A spazzstick glitch occurred, knocking him to the ground.

A grin overtook my face, as I looked at the others. "Y-You know… Pe-Perhaps we-we don't ne-need a sec-security gu-guard to ha-have fun." I suggested, looking at the lady thoughtfully. The other nodded, plainly receiving the command. It was play time.