My name is Mark. I'm an animatronic meerkat that works at a pizzeria. But at night, when my friends become evil and destructive, I stay the same. I think that everyone in life has to make choices, and that there is right and wrong choices. Sometimes I wonder if what I choose was the good choice.

I choose to be impartial to the people that stay here during the night. I cannot help them for fear of rejection and death from the other members of the band. I choose to not attack though because I believe we can be more than just robots. They attack in set patterns, coded and programmed, while I will choose what I do.

The closest friend I have is probably Delta. To me, she's more than a friend, but I don't think she sees me that way. So I choose to just be friends, to not upset anyone, to not break hearts. I idolize Will the wolf, because he is all I want to be, but I don't think I will ever have the strength to stand up and do anything about it.

Alpha hates me, I know it. He thinks of me as weak for not attacking the night guards. Delta tries to stop him yelling at me, but it never works, and he just hates me more for brainwashing his daughter or something into helping me.

I like my job, so that's always nice when you can escape your problems with work. I get to go on free roaming mode and walk around serving people. I like it when the children are nice, and use manners. But sometimes they throw pizza at me, and I can't complain because that would be a breach of customer search and be very rude to back chat to a customer.

I remember the one night when I had been having the worst day. The one night I decided to kill a night guard. I recall it well, because I had just had one of the most horrible days of my existence since my creation. When I had woken up my leg had been twitchy so a technician had been called in ASAP to fix it immediately. Once he had fixed it the restaurant was already fully booked and a lot of children had been waiting on their pizza and cake for a long time, and they got bored and rowdy.

I had apologized to almost every single table I had been at when one of the kids had gotten a little too angry of waiting and start to rip out chunks of my fur. My exoskeleton was never very well put on so it was easy for him to destroy me. I tried to move away in self-preservation but I accidently hit him across the head and he fell unconscious. The parents then decided that the best course of action was to call an ambulance, and then the restaurant got shut down for the day and we lost a lot of money from a lawsuit and from losing customer business. Now a lot of the customer's request to have it not delivered by me but from actual staff.

I was very annoyed from everything that happened that day and my fur still wasn't repaired. Cooking a cake wasn't calming me down, so I decided that I should try attacking the night guard. It was supremely easy because he didn't think I was going to attack him. So when I got inside he became very terrified when he noticed that I was attacking him. But the sight of me, mangled and ruined, scared him so much he passed out. Then Alpha and Will came in, congratulated me and asked me if I wanted to suit him.

It was at the point that I felt sick in my mouth and realized what I had just done. I had killed an innocent life, and since that very point I have decided to never attack a night guard, and also never to be late to serving impatient kids.