I'm not dead! Sorry for not updating, instead of being busy I had tonsillitis, so yeah, it hurt. But now I'm back and fiving you... chapter 3!

Disclaime: I don't own five nights at Freddy's or any of its characters, I only own my OCs.

A large duck walked into the room wearing a bib that said 'lets eat' and carrying a rolling pin. It had its hands on its hips and looked rather, well... sassy. We will get along just fine then.

"Mike, Bonnie, could you keep it down a tad bit, thanks." She said rather sassily.

She hadn't noticed me yet, as she wasn't shouting 'ENDO' and chasing me around trying to hit me with a rolling pin. Ouch. That would hurt.

"Hello ducky! I'm not an endo!" I shouted at it. All this drama and mystery has got me pumped!

It examined me, and tilted it's head on the side as if it was confused.

"What's that?" it asked, crossing it's arms.

My bright smile instantly dropped.

"I have a name you know. And I'm a person, that's what I am, thanks," I snapped at her rather sassily.

It was taken back a bit and then it snarled at me. It actually headed it's teeth at me and got in a position ready to pounce...

"Chica!" shouted Bonnie making the duck jump. "Sorry. If you couldn't tell she is quite sassy like, all the time, but especially near strangers," the bunny explained.

"That wasn't sassy! That was that-thing-needs-to-chill-and-take-an-anger-management-course-ness-ness-ness!" I said, annoyed.

"Woah, woah, woah! Okay, we all need to calm down. Enough introductions now." Mike said. "Now you," he pointed at me while I was having a glaring match with the duck. "Sit."

I reluctantly sat.

"And you," he pointed to the duck. "Sit."

It reluctantly sat.

"And Bonnie," he pointed to the bunny who was busy counting all the squares on a table cloth. "Just... keep... doing... that."

Bonnie smiled and saluted.

"Okay, you two, now... ummm... urrr..." Mike started but clearly couldn't finish.

"Right!" I butted in standing up, "I'm Emilia, how do you do?" I said shaking hands with the confused duck. " That's Mike and Mr happy over there," I said pointing to Mike then bonnie. "I'm not an endo or animatronic, I don't have a clue how I got here, one minute I was in bed then the next I was with bugs bunny over there. And then he thought I was an endo, he chased me, we argued, you came in with your sassiness, and then more stuff happened and then, yeah, I was explaining this." I told her. "And breathe"

"Okay, I think I got all of that...wait I'm not a duck. I'm a chicken." Said Chica.

"Okay, so are you a girl as well?..." I asked. Hey I'm a bit slow.

"Yes, can't you tell?" Chica asked, looking at me as if I finally figured out that 1+1=2 not 3.

"Now that you say that, I can see it," I replied looking at her.

"Okay,... well... now that's all cleared up. Since I do think your telling the truth, we need to get you home." Mike told me.

My expression changed as I looked down sadly.

"I ...um... don't ... have a... home," I said upset and looked away as if to say 'stop talking about it's

Mike didn't take the hint.

"Wait, then where do you live?" Mike asked, concerned.

"I'm a...um... *sigh* orphan."

It was so quiet in the room that you could hear a pin drop.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I asked..." Mike said sadly.

I looked around the room. Chica bit her lip and looked at me concerned and Bonnie looked down sadly.

They had only known me for a bit and still feel sad for me. I felt like I was friends with them already. Is it bad that, that has never happened to me before? Maybe when I was little, but... never afterwards.

"Don't be sorry Mike," I said smiling, "it wasn't your fault. Besides I want to go and meet Freddy and Foxy."

I jumped of the table.

All three of them smiled back at me.

"Okay, I guess you can. I still have 2 hours till my shift ends," Mike told me looking at his watch. "So why don't we take you to them."

"Okay boss lead the way!" I exclaimed pointing to the door.

Both animatronics raced to the door and left while Mike, rolled his eyes and walked out.

I sighed once they had gone. Finally, time to think. How did I get here? Why here? It definitely was not a dream so, what was it?

My head was hurting from thinking too much so I followed them out the door.

There was a pitch black corridor with two ways to go and no sign of any of them. Great. Just what I needed. I left and cautiously walked in the pitch black.

I felt the walls closing in, so I ran. But the corridor seemed to get longer and longer. And I was getting slower and slower. I started to breathe heavily and collapsed on the floor.

I felt light headed, weak and short of breath and I fell into unconsciousness. Again.

My eyes snapped open as water was splashed over me. And it was cold. With lots of ice. And I was choking on it. Fun times.

I sat up and coughed as I came back into consciousness.

"Sorry about that," I couldn't just let you lay there in the corridor for forever and a day," a deep gruff voice said.

I looked around. I was in a dark room with curtains and probably an animatronic. I'm guessing Freddy.

"Its...okay...,"I said hardly getting my words out since I was choking on water. "Claustrophobia got me... again."

A tall bear walked into the light and was wearing a top hat and a bowtie. Quite the gentleman. He looked very scary and very intimidating. Yikes. Definitely not one to mess with.

He examined me.

"So... you dreamt you were falling and then ended up here?" Freddy asked.

"Yeahhhh. Wait. You heard all that?"

"Bits of it," he explained, "You look more like a human rather than endo.

"That's cause I am a human not an endo." I said, "Since...you look like the big boss around here, do you believe me? That I didn't break in, that I somehow" I asked nervously.

He sighed. "I suppose I do. You don't look like a bad kid, and I doubt anyone would come here at the dead of night."

I didn't even ask what he meant. I didn't want to know what else had happened.

There was an awkward silence while Freddy went and rearranged some tools on the table. Then he said something that made me smile.

"Pardon me for asking, but why do you talk funny?"

I sniggered at what he said. " This, oh, I'm English. And I moved here when I was four, but I still remember Britain ,so well." I told him.

"Ahhhh ,I see." He replied.

I smiled at him.

He was cool but had a serious manners thing and was probably strict with rules. But if you got on his bad side... I don't even want to think about it.

In case your wondering, I'm quite good at telling what people are like even if I just met them. I have that pjam (pronounced p-jam) about me. Pjam just means piazza but it's more different and weirder. In case your wondering.

Suddenly the doors burst open to see a frantic Bonnie. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw me.

"Guys she's in here,"

"Thank god for that," I heard Mike say. "Where did you go?" he asked.

I looked up at him with the face of a child, that had ate someone else's sweets and was trying to pretend they didn't, and said:

"I met Freddy,"

Chicago face palmed behind Mike.

"Not the point I was getting at but, okay." Said Mike who I think was getting a headache. "Hi Freddy. Thanks for taking care of her. She's like a toddler in a sweet shop." Mike rolled his eyes.

Freddy waved it off; "It was nothing. She said she had claustrophobia."

Mike looked down at me surprised.

"Guilty," I said smiling.

I stood up and brushed myself off.

"So, now that I have been found, why don't we go and meet Foxy?"

"Oh um..." Freddy started.

Chicago and Bonnie looked at each other a bit frightened.

"...What?.." I asked cautiously.

Mike sighed. "Foxy is not the biggest fan of strangers...or really, anyone. He stays in the cove most of the time. He's okay with us, but other people... it's big no no."

"Oh..."

"It would be best if you stayed away from there," Freddy told me, "So no peeking." His voice changed to a stern one very quickly and made me worry.

"...O-Okay..."

"Good. So do you want to come see my office now?" Mike asked.

"Yeah." I nodded.

Me and Mike headed into the corridor while the other three stayed and chatted.

Something happened here. Something else I should say. And it meant Foxy concealing himself away. As much as I wanted to not get myself involved, I felt more curious by the second.

As we walked down the corridor, I saw some purple curtains at the far end that said 'OUT OF ORDER'.

But I swear that I saw a pair of bright, eyes, staring right at me, before disappearing into the darkness.

I hoped you liked chapter Three! I won't be able to upload next week since I'm going camping, but I'll try to fit in a chapter tomorrow or Sunday. It may be short though...

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Airaider signing out.