Damien did not move a muscle. He just looked straight ahead at the tablet in his hands. Millions of thoughts were racing through his mind at millions of miles per hour.
"With a stroke of luck maybe their eyes are based on movement." He thought hopefully.
Damien didn't dare to look up at the doorway in case his thoughts were right. Even though they most likely weren't. He then heard footsteps walking up towards him.
"Oh God, I'm not ready to die. I have been a good man. Please, don't take me now."
Damien saw yellow fingers appear at the top of the tablet.
"Ah, fuck."
The tablet was then ripped out of his hands and was thrown across the room and another grabbed his chin and was lifted and the next thing he knew he was looking into the eyes of the chicken robot. Damien was about to scream when its' other hand clamped over its mouth.
"Hush, Hush." It said in a strangely soothing voice. "Everything is all right."
Damien then pushed the robot back.
"Please don't kill me! Please!" Damien said as he cowered in fear.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you, especially," She said. "Someone as hot as you."
"Wha-what?" Damien stuttered. "What do you mean?"
"I'm not going to kill you."
"Oh, thanks, I guess." Damien said.
"What's your name?" The chicken said as she approached him again.
"Uh, Damien" He said as he backed up in his office chair until he was against the wall.
"The name suits you." She said as she placed her arms on his shoulders.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Damien asked.
"I want to give you a blow job." She answered.
"What the FUCK?! No, no, no!" Damien jumped out of the chair and pushed her out of the office. "Get out, get out!"
"Awww, come on! Please?" She whined.
"Absolutely not! This is uncalled for!" He answered.
"Well, I tried to be civil." The animatronic pushed him to the floor then started dragging him out of the office.
"No, no, please! We can work something out! Come on! Don't do this! NOOOO!"
The last thing Damien saw before he blacked out was the time was only 2:00 am.
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