They definitely know he's here. Mike has been sitting at a table, observing them for three shows now. He could see that throughout the shows, all of their eyes would land directly on him. Someone who wasn't watching carefully will just think they're just moving their eyes around, and it was just a coincidence that they happened to focus on Mike. But he knew better. Someone behind him pointing out that "They seem a bit jerky today" just convinced him more. Every now and then he would watch the other workers to get a general idea of what he should do. Seemed easy enough. Suddenly remembering that he wasn't here just to observe, he looked at his watch. 7:40. Mike immediately stood up and hurriedly rushed to the door, vaguely noticing that the animatronics watched him as he left.
As soon as he walked outside he saw the truck with the supplies. After an apology was made, the boxes were left for Mike to take inside. By shifting them around a bit, he was able to pick up all the boxes and headed for the backdoor. Getting a hand free to use the key and open the door was a pain he was glad to be done with...Until he had to open the door for the storage room. Once he finally opened that door, he hurriedly set the boxes with the pile that he saw in the corner of the room and rushed out. There was something about those extra parts that just doesn't feel right.
After closing the door and making sure it was locked, he turned around to go back to the dining room - only to see a little girl in a pink shirt with a yellow flower on it, some black shorts, and a pair of blue and white sneakers standing there, staring up at him. Remembering what Mr. Money told him, Mike put on the best smile he could and kneeled to be at about the same height as the girl.
"Hello! What are you doing here?" He asked the girl.
Quietly, seeming to get shyer, she said "Please don't make me go back".
Confused, Mike asked "What do you mean? Go back where? The dining room?"
The girl suddenly burst out crying. Surprised, Mike jumped a little and panicked, trying to calm the child down as quickly as possible, not wanting to start an uproar that could get him in trouble.
"Um..Uh..there...there? No need to cry? Uh...you uh..don't have to go anywhere if you don't want to." he stammered.
The little girl looked up at him, sniffling. "Don't...don't make me go back to where all the other people are! They're meanies!" she said, tears continuing to stream down her face.
Mike blinked. Then, smiling softly, he said "It's okay, I understand. I know what it's like to not want to be around others too. But you can't stay here, I mean, there isn't anything fun to do here."
The girl wiped one of her eyes. "Let me draw and I'll be okay."
After thinking a moment, he said "Alright, then stay here, I will be right back." He stood up and walked to the office, where he knew there were a few loose leaf papers in the desk's drawers. After grabbing a few sheets, he opened his bag and dug out his two pens, one blue, one black. Gathering everything, he walked back to find her in the exact same spot where he left her. He handed her the materials. She laid down on her stomach, took a sheet and the blue pen, and started to draw. Seeing how he would probably get in trouble if he left her alone here, Mike sat down on the floor a bit away from her, and awkwardly watched her draw. A few minutes passed in silence...well, it would be silence if you ignore the screams and cheering coming from the dining room.
"Hey...can I ask you something?"
The girl paused from her drawing and looked up. It seems like she was beginning to draw some sort of house.
"If you dislike it so much, why did your parents bring you here?"
"My brothers and sisters like it here, and dad doesn't have the time to set aside for only me, so he brings me with my brothers and sisters' The girl said, looking down after her explanation, obviously not wanting to continue talking. The two stayed there for a while, Mike getting bored and contemplating whether to grab a sheet and the other pen and scribble something himself. Before he could do anything, however, heavy footsteps could be heard heading towards them and the two looked up. It's Mr. Money, and he doesn't look happy. He seemed like he was about to yell at Mike when he saw the little girl. Immediately his features softened and he cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, Me and the nice man here needs to talk for a moment. Little girl, why don't you go back to the dining room?"
The girl looked up at him, then at Mike. "Mister, can you walk me back? I kinda forgot how to go back" she said, looking sheepish. Mike, slightly surprised, looked towards his boss. Mr. Money huffed and looked away. "Alright, but please hurry."
Mike helped the little girl gather up the drawings and started walking to the dining room.
"Hey mister?" Mike looked down at the girl. "Are you in trouble? Is it because of me?"
Knowing there was nothing she could do anyways, he said "No, it's okay, I'm only in a little bit of trouble. No need to worry."
"Oh.." she said, looking down. They reached the dining room. The girl looked around a bit, before turning to Mike. "Mister, you're nice, so I want to give you this." The little girl handed him one of the papers she was drawing on.
"Oh, thank you" he said, smiling. The little girl seemed satisfied and walked off. Mike turned around and headed back, preparing to face his boss's anger. Before folding it and putting it into his pocket, Mike glanced at the girl's drawing. It looks like some sort of house on a hill.
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A/N Welp, third chapter done...yay? Well, I did what i said I would, and this chapter came out longer than the previous two :) Things should pick up pretty soon, I know it's pretty slow right now but please "bear" with me. (God, that pun was horrible. I'll show myself out now.) Also, please tell me what you think about this story with a review!
Also sorry this was a few hours late, had hw to do, also i just finished the drawing representation thing and I'm about to die XD (and frankly i don't know if it'll even work -_-) Also, again, i was busy with he so i wasn't able to edit much so this chapter might get updated.
-Iforgottodothisinthelastchapter-
Review replies:
TheUnwritten365 - Thanks! I hope I can live up to expectations xD