LATE AFTERNOON OF THE SECOND DAY
It was just before Dragoon's shift, Hummen was there, the sun was out, and Mr. Cook was as grumpy as ever.
"ARG! You stupid fish! Be careful would ya?!"
He was trying to be, but really he was told to stand by the side as the last few kids left and well…a giant seahorse ribbon fish rider is not exactly careful.
Not helped by the little girl Girrla climbing all over them.
"Hay…hay darling…I'm a big scary maverick hunter; I don't think your mom or dad would like that."
Her rainbow ribbon filled haired head shook violently, "Mom and Dad like you more than Freddy! Freddy's really smelly and scary." He hands went to cover her already finger printed glasses, "I can't believe Big bro like's this place…"
"Ahh…" Dragoon rubbed his arm in awkward fashion, "I'm kind of honored but…Bonnie's kinda nice."
"She's alright I guess…" honestly on the stage they were all kinda boring. Girrla's eyes soon wandered to a curtain, "Hay you work here right?"
"Yep!"
"What's behind the curtain?"
Dragoon took a glance at the sign, "Well I'm only just new here; the sign says 'Oops! Out of Order!' on the cameras they call it 'Pirates Cove'.
"Pirates!" her eyes just started to gleam, "Oh! Can you show me? Pretty pretty please?" she clasped her hands and gave him her best puppy dog look, "Pweaase?"
Depth Dragoon was many things, but 'fortified against pure concentrated cuteness' was not one of them, "Alright; we gotta be stealthy! …and give me your number."
"Huh? Why?"
"In case we get in trouble, later tonight I'll send you a photo!"
Her smile couldn't be any bigger and numbers quickly exchanged.
Trying to be all casual, he picked her up and placed her on his side to keep her out of view, and slowly hovered on over to the curtain.
Humman paid him no mind (too busy dealing with the bigger brother) and Mr. Cook was too busy yelling in the kitchen they inched closer and closer to the curtain. Dragoons hand creeping mere inches to it…
*BWEEP BWEEP BWEEP*
Alarms blared.
*SLAM SLAM SLAM*
Metal reinforced barricades surrounded every window and door around the perimeter.
"WARNING THE ANIMATRONIC HAS LEFT THE CURTAIN WARNING THE ANIMATIONIC HAS LEFT THE CURTIAN THIS MESSAGE WILL NOT REPEAT"
Then all the alarms and warnings suddenly cut off.
Turning his head, two workers and two parents looked at him like as if he had suddenly turned into a woman. (Just like when Axl did it in the subway…)
"Uh…sorry?" He squeaked.
The parents said, "Uh...Boyyo, Girrla? I think it's time to go home!"
Humman shaking really badly went to a hidden compartment in the wall and flipped some switch; the doors slowly creeped back up, revealing the sight of the plummeting sun.
Bowing nervously, the family scuttled out, one Girrla waving goodbye.
Mr. Cook was suddenly silent, Hummen just shook in the corner till the shift finally switched.
(AN: Mwahaha! Another chapter complete! This is fun! Writing it fun! I hope you're all having fun!)