This isn't really a chapter update more of an apology letter. :P
know I haven't updated in a while and I'm sorry. There have just been so many things I have to keep up with and honestly I don't know where to go with this story. So, for the time being its going on hiatus for sometime. My account itself isn't taking a break but this story will until I can think of something. I have written some story for this but its short and I don't think it'll make sense in the plot. Anyway here you go.
*~Thank You~*
Chica nodded and led Mike out of the room. Mike followed behind but kept a safe distance from the chicken and kept his hand hovered over the taser. She turned a corner then stopped causing Mike to bump into her. "Oof, sorry about that." He apologized.
She didn't respond.
'Is she okay? It's not six yet is it?' The brunette wondered. He pulled out his phone and checked the time. "4:05..." The man mumbled. Chica suddenly jerked around startling Mike, "A-Alright this is the party ro-om!" She said cheerfully. 'What the hell happened, whatever as long as she's not trying to kill me.' The security guard dismissed the sudden glitch in her system looked around, already somewhat familiar with the place since his boss had given him a tour earlier in the week. He nodded to the animatronic, sidestepped past her, and began to hesitantly walk around. Chica noticed his cautious gait. "De-ear there's no need to be afr-fraid." The robot chicken exclaimed. The man merely nodded and continued walking. Eventually he made it to the Pirate's Cove where Foxy was surely hiding. He reached out to pull the curtains but thought against it. Mike backed away and jogged back to Chica.
Again she was staring into space, beak at gape. Mike kept a neutral expression and waved a hand in her face. She twitched and blinked her false eyes, the lids clicking as they came up and down. "Hey do-o you want ta se-ee the kit-chen?" She asked. After some contemplation the young man declined. Turning his attention to the 'SORRY! OUT OF ORDER' sign, "When did that get there?" Mike asked pointing to the cove. Chica didn't respond for several seconds until she pivoted her head to the stary curtains then; "That's F-Foxy's cove. The Pirate Cove." She stated begrudgingly. "Can we meet him?" Mike asked. The mechanical bird paused then gave a slow deliberate nod. Mike stepped aside to allow Chica to lead. 'I can at least have some peace of mind knowing that the facial thing worked. It would be nice to actually talk to him since he helped me.' The guard thought, following the animatronic.
Chica opened the purple star curtains and poked her head inside. "Arrgh! Who-o tha-a-at be?" That same piratey glitched voice Mike remembered so well questioned. "Yo-You've got a gues-st." Chica's voice was worse when she spoke to the fox that sat at the back of the dark stage. Silence then; "Let him in..." The animatronic stepped aside for Mike to walk forward, past her the guard stepped onto the low stage and was engulfed in darkness when Chica closed the curtains.
Mike slowly walked forward and stopped when he saw a glowing amber eye appear in the darkness. He gulped but said nothing.
Silence as neither robot nor man made a move.
Foxy became sick of the quiet and stood making Mike flinch from the sudden movement. The fox stepped forward "What do ye want boy?" He queried. Mike back up, feeling uncomfortable being so close to the fox. "I just wanted to say thank you." Foxy shifted on his metal feet. Why is he here? To say thanks, but he should be in his office right? "Ye shouldn't be out here. Especially wit Freddy wanderin' around." Mike knew he should be in his office no matter how docile the robots were but he just had to know. "What do I look like to you?" Mike asked…
Aaaaand that's where it ends! I assure you that a new chapter will appear in the future just not anytime soon. Sorry for waiting so long to post this but I hope you enjoyed anyway!
**~~Until Next Time!~~**