Hello! These upcoming chapters are where the ships begin to evolve more. And also, many thanks to Emarye. She/He suggested a Christmas special, so most of the chapters outside, (Unless the season changes.) will include some Christmas-esque details. Anyway, here's chapter 6!
Mike shivered a bit. It was below freezing again, and he had forgotten to wear a heavy jacket. He was very happy to finally be in a place with proper heating. Warmth blasted his every exposed feature as he walked through the doors.
"Ahhhh..." He sighed in relief. He felt his fingers were about to fall off.
Every animatronic rested their positions. They had been standing, staring blankly into space while Sebastian was here. They didn't want to make him flip out.
"Whew. That sure makes you stiff, huh?" Chica said, with a small crack from her neck joint.
"Heh, yeah. Foxy has it easy too, he gets to do anything in his cove as long as it's silent and Sebastian doesn't check on him." Freddy said.
"I believe I heard me name?" Foxy said, as he emerged from the star coated purple veil.
"You sure did." Bonnie said. "Freddy seems a bit jealous." She added.
"Jealous? Nah. Just wondering why we don't each have our little huts." He tried to sound serious.
"Laddy, this here's no hut. It's me cove. Aye, it may seem so insignificant from the outside, but yer mind'll be blown away if ye step inside."
"Why? Because of all the crap in there?" Freddy loved to bicker.
"No, me Laddy. Because of the booty. Aye, even I wouldn't believe it if I set foot in me own place." He winked with his last good eye... Possibly towards Chica. Freddy couldn't tell.
Freddy walked towards the cove and ripped the curtains open, acting like an announcer.
"And now, on this special pizzeria offer, you can get..." He glanced inside the cove. "Nothing! For only the small price of your sanity!"
Foxy frowned.
"Sentimental booty." He corrected Freddy.
"Oh never mind, you're pointless. I'll say that."
He walked back to the table where everyone sat.
"I'd better check up on stuff. I'll be right back." Mike said.
Mike disappeared into the security office, and Chica disappeared into the kitchen.
"Chica...? Something wrong, lass?" Foxy asked.
"Nah... I just, want to test something. Don't follow me." The last part sounded a bit harsh, but she didn't mean it that way.
"Aye"
"Alright."
Mike walked out in a few minutes, and asked where Chica had went.
"Kitchen. She said to... Not follow her. I'm not sure why." Freddy said.
"That explains why I didn't see her." Mike replied. The kitchen camera had been out for as long as anyone could remember, and Sebastian hadn't bothered to fix it.
"...Why?" Freddy had never looked at the cameras, so he didn't know.
"Well, the c- You know what never mind." He said with a little shake of his head at the end.
"Doesn't matter.
They talked and laughed, all while hearing various bangs and clashes emitting from the kitchen.
"What she be doing in there?" Foxy said with a tilt of his head.
Chica emerged from the kitchen, with pot holders on her delicate animatronics fingers, carrying a cooking sheet.
There were 20, just baked cookies.
Hello again! What's foxy going to do...? 20 evil cookies are sitting right in front of him! o3o Oh no... Anyway, blah blah, PM me, blah blah blah. All the same stuff. XD I'm gonna try to get out another chapter, and maybe even a third one today... I'm off. AKA I have way too much time on my hands.