[VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. NO SEX IS FEATURED BELOW, BUT THERE ARE A FEW READERS SQUEAMISH ON THE SUBJECT. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE WORDS LIKE: BODY, BUTT, OR JUICY SAUSAGE, SKIP ALONG TO THE NEXT ORANGE TEXT. YOU FUCKING HAPPY DANNY?]
"Well, that was…something." Hunter says with an ear-wide grin, turning to face the ginger girl beside him. Allie turns her head to face Hunter, the odd lighting of the show stage bringing emphasis to her pale skin and accentuating her barely-there, barely pubescent curves and snuggles under his arm; staring into his hazel eyes.
"Yeah, something definitely did just happen. Most people don't last that long; how long did we go for?
Hunter rolls to the right, prying his body from Allie's arms and reaches into his discarded blue jeans, pulling out both a flashlight and his watch. As he clicks the light on to read the time, the new illumination gives Allie a clear view of Hunter's chubby white butt, which she proceeds to smack with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Ah!" The brunet yelps, rubbing his pasty cheek and looking back at the girl. "Really? Did you have to do that?"
"Well duh, if I wasn't going to smack it, who would? You can't place something fun and jiggley in front of me and not expect me to smack or squeeze it; that just doesn't make sense."
"I guess I can understand that…but I'm gonna have to get a little payback now." He says, crawling over to Allie and grabbing hold of her prominent butt; victoriously squeezing it in his large palm.
"Eep!" Allie lets out a high-pitched yelp at the feel of Hunter's somehow cold hand on her skin; her face flushing to a color slightly deeper than her hair as she looks away. "You butt! What was that for?" She asks, swatting his hand off of her butt.
"You literally just grabbed mine; I told you I was going to be getting retaliation."
"Yeah, well whatever." She says, rubbing her reddened cheek. "What time is it anyway?"
"It's about 12:45." Hunter says, his pride soaring at the sheer thought of how long their session had lasted. "So would you maybe want to catch a movie some time? Get some lunch or just hang out?"
"Well, I don't see much of a problem with that. Tell you what, make sure that Tobie isn't there and I'll go." Allie reaches into the discarded clothing pile and grabs hold of Hunter's XL forest green T-shirt; pulling it on over her head. "Mmm, cozy." She says, looking up at Hunter with faux-innocence in her eyes.
"So are you and Joey; are you guys by chance dating?"
"Why? You looking to scoop him up for yourself?" Allie jests with a devilish wink before adding on "Because if you are, you have to promise to let me watch."
"What? No! I'm just checking because it seemed like you guys might have been when you showed up…but…well you know. What we just did, I mean." Hunter scratches the back of his head, unsure of how to approach this topic.
Allie sighs and takes a minute to think her answer through as she clears her throat. "Yes, technically we are…but we have a deal where we can still see other people. Where I can see other people." She corrects herself.
"I see, so there wouldn't be a huge problem if we did this more?"
Allie smirks like a lioness ready to pounce her prey, a ferocious gleam in her dark brown eyes. "Heh just name the time and place."
"Good to note." Hunter's gaze shifts to his shirt that Allie has equipped. "Not that you don't look cute in it, but I'm kind of gonna need my shirt back." The chubby boy says, sitting up and looking back at the redhead. "Besides, it is pretty big on you."
"Awwww, can't I just wear it? It's so snug and warm. You don't need a shirt, just walk around without it."
"Yeah, I already feel kind of skeezy losing my virginity in a family pizza shop…not gonna spend the rest of the night nude as well." Hunter says this last part while looking down at his body; having completely forgotten how naked he was. "Seriously, still naked in a pizza place."
"You don't have to spend it naked. I mean, I'd appreciate it, but you don't have to. You have underwear and pants, etc. Just let me keep the shirt." Allie blushes as her eyes once again gaze upon Hunter's form; mouth watering at the memories from the past hour. Tell you what, if you can wrestle it off me then you can have it back." She finishes with a determined look on her face, confident that they won't be heading back to the others for another hour or so, even if he does win his shirt back.
"Hmm, I guess you're on!" Hunter stands up completely nude, towering over the petite girl below him. He takes a moment to appreciate how the red lavender curtains seem to enhance the way the spotlight illuminates her fragility. "Want a 10 second head start?"
"I don't know..." Allie says with a wink before slamming her fist into the boy's exposed groin and causing him to buckle to his knees. "I think I'd rather have a minute!" She chants as she darts from behind the curtains and off of the stage and down toward the West Hallway.
"Ah!" Hunter exclaims, his hands flying to cover his juicy sausage. After taking a couple of minutes to rest his swelling sperm canon, Hunter makes his way off of the stage. He takes a few moments to examine the immediate areas before moving toward the direction he last saw her run off. As he traverses through the main dining area, completely oblivious to the big purple rabbit that is studying him from the other side of the dark dining hall, Hunter spots a door just 10 feet from Pirate Cove. Against his better judgment; the boy takes a few steps back to examine it. "EMPLOYEES ONLY."
'Guess ran out of ideas for a stupid showbiz-themed pun for this room; that's no fun. Whatever, I doubt Allie ran here, I'd have probably heard a door close.'
After examining the metal door a little longer, Hunter continues on his search for Allie. The husky boy takes a quick look down the hallway past Pirate's Cove, shrugs his shoulders, and walks in said direction.
"Allie!" Hunter calls out in a slightly hushed tone; his hand cupped by his mouth to enhance his volume. "Where are you little girl?" Blinded by the darkness, Hunter reaches his hand out to his right, feeling nothing but air until the soft feeling of faux-silk slides under his fingertips.
'Alright, so I must be at Pirate Cove.' Hunter slides his hand across the fabric as he walks past the Cove, only for his hand to momentarily touch the air again. His hand falls from its former suspension, landing on something razor sharp and causing him to cry out in pain. "Ah fuck!" The boy exclaims, looking down in the poorly lit room to see the shadowy image of his hand. His right index finger begins to bleed as he compresses it and places it in his mouth. 'This wasn't open before…was it?' He asks, trying to make out any familiar shapes inside, only to find disappointment in the very dark room. "Allie! Come on, I know you're here!" He shouts, still trying to hush his voice so as not to be caught naked by any friends; Ken in particular. It wasn't that he didn't like the much skinnier, foppish boy, but more that he didn't like what he felt when he was around him. Hunter was by no means a bigot, but at the same time he did not like the strange concoction of feelings just being near him dug up. Feelings like insecurity, guilt, and…excitement. Deep down, he knew the implications of said feelings, but would never admit it to anyone else, much less himself. He pushed those thoughts aside however. 'No need to focus on Ken and his ample, supple butt…No! Bad feelings Hunter! You're gonna see Allie soon dude; cool it.' Before he realized it, Hunter had long abandoned the Cove and travelled halfway through a hallway. His fingers trailed the wall, hoping not to run into any other sharp items that may lie haphazardly along it. Luckily he found himself greeted by what appeared to be a door, and after a few seconds of feeling around, he found the knob to open it. "Allie, are you i-ah!" Hunter yelps, before finding himself tugged into the room, with the door closing behind him.
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The sound of padded metal thudding against the tile in the hallway just outside the office grows louder with every second.
Thud thud thud
The five conscious teens look to one-another in trepidation, as Danny scoots his chair back under the desk and turns to face the monitors, flipping through the monitors till they arriving at the West Hall Corner. The familiar form of Bonnie looks into the camera with one eye covered in shade; his body blocking the Freddy Fazbear poster that Krystal had seen change earlier that night.
"Fuck, left door! Left fucking door!" Tobie shouts from behind Danny's chair, triggering April to rush to said door and press the button to slam it shut. The girl huffs, out of breath, before pressing the button below the door control labeled "light", illuminating the hallway outside and resting her back against the wall to catch her breath.
"Oh shit, he's right there…" Krystal says, hopping off the back counter and pointing to the large window beside the closed door, the easily recognizable shape of a bunny-esque shadow painted against the hallway wall. She glances over to April and gives a confirming nod, allowing her to shut the light off; the hallway outside fading to black once more. Just as she does this, a faint, yet chilling groan can be heard from outside the large, metal door.
"Grrrrrraaaaaaaaawwwwww."
A fear-struck rose squees, throwing her hands in the air and crawls under the desk; opposite to the unconscious Keanu. "Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope." She says, scooting as close as she could to the back of the desk, and beside her Moirail's legs in an attempt to get as far as she can away from the door. Danny continues to flip through the monitors, taking note of what appears to be the supply door shutting in the West hallway. He flips to the camera for that room, only to be greeted with a gratuitous shot of Hunter and Allie's naked forms making out on the floor. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew!" He yells, flipping to another camera and trying to purge the image from his head. Trying to focus on the task at hand, a smile crosses Danny's pale, acne-speckled face as he rolls his chair back and over to the left door, pressing the button to open it, and revealing the large, purple bunny peering its head in through the shadows.
"Aw look, he wants to say hi; how adorable." Danny says with a laugh, waving his hand. "Everyone, eyes on Bonnie. I think he has something to say to us."
"Danny! What the fuck do you think you're doing? Close the fucking door right now!" Tobie commands, hopping off the counter and dashing over to the buttons, only to be stopped as Danny raises his left arm to clothesline him. The blond gasps as he feels his windpipe almost about to collapse in on itself.
"Hold on, I'm testing out a theory." The pirate hat-wearing boy states, withdrawing his arm and allowing his friend to flop on the floor; out of breath. "Seriously, everyone keep your eyes on the rabbit. Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. And don't blink. Good luck."
April picks herself off the floor and rushes to the other side of the room; justifiably uncomfortable next to a newly opened "death door." Everyone in the room aside from Rose and Keanu stare at the purple bunny; as he stares back at them, motionless. Danny gives a triumphant "Ah!" as he presses the button to close the door. Within seconds the padded thuds can be heard once more, growing fainter and fainter with every step until they fade away entirely. As the boy begins to wheel his chair back to the monitor, a heaving April slams her fist against her friend's face; sliding the chair against the desk with a loud THUD, and sending Danny to the floor.
"What the fuck was that?" April yells, staring at Danny blankly; finally having caught her breath.
"You get one of those." Danny responds, laughing as he stands up and places his pirate hat back on his head. "Mostly because that was a pretty fun trip."
"Seriously Danny, what the fuck?" April asks, the trauma of being inches from death still not quite shaken from her psyche. "You could have gotten all of us killed."
"Actually, he couldn't have." Krystal says, pulling her top right eyelid outward and reaching her finger into it; touching what appears to be her eye and pulling out a contact lens. She reaches into her front jean pocket and pulls out a little blue container. "Your theory; it was testing out the motion sensors on those things, right?" The brunette asks, placing the contact lens into the container before pulling her left eyelid out to do the same.
"Precisely, and I would have explained it myself if it weren't for April, so rudely attacking me. "Apologize!"
April glares at the boy before stomping to the back of the room and propping herself on the back counter in a furled pout.
"I see…still, you put us all in danger by doing that." Tobie responds, gesturing to the others in the room. "Although…the animatronics being deadlocked by eye contact is invaluable information…so thanks; I guess? That feels so weird to say: 'thank you for putting all of our lives at risk.' How did you come to that conclusion anyway?"
"You're welcome; so what did we learn today? Never question Danny on his insane whims. Besides, remember what happened to Joey?"
Tobie chuckles in reminiscence of the footage showing his former protégé's body being thrown onto the table and crushed inside of a fuzzy suit. "Yeah; what about it?" He asks with a sick smile.
"I remembered that Bonnie stayed perfectly still while we were staring at him, and only began moving after I pushed Joey into him, while Rose and I escaped. I just put two and two together to get fish, and figured there had to be some technobabble bullshit having to do with motion sensors, or something lazy like that. Although it is weird, the thought of these robots having motion sensors that lock up when looked at when these robots are supposed to be looked at by children all day." Danny looks around him for Tobie's backpack and spots it across the room. "Hey April, mind handing me a Sprite?" April Glares at Danny before sighing, walking over to the backpack and fishing out a small green bottle before throwing it at Danny's head. "Fucking ow!" He says, rubbing his scalp and examining the bottle. "Oh well, looks like I'll have to wait before opening you."
"Serves you right, you fuck." April retorts and trots back to the counter.
Tobie can't help but smile at the sight of April attacking Danny with a bottle; considering it his own form of payback for being clotheslined earlier."Well that's…dammit, that's better than anything I'd have come up with." Tobie says with a shrug, looking over to April. "I could go for a Sprite too too; mind handing me the bag? I'd rather not dodge any more projectiles."
"So how much power did shutting that door drain?" Krystal asks, placing a pair of big black circle-frame glasses on as she walks beside Danny's chair and stares at the monitor.
"We are now at…23%." Danny sighs, opening his Sprite and taking a swig.
"Fuck, okay we need to start thinking of a contingency plan for when we inevitably run out of power." Tobie says, fishing around his backpack, only to come up empty. His eyes dart around the room before noticing the surplus of empty green bottles around the desk. "What the hell Danny? I packed so much fucking Sprite before coming here, and now we're out. Did you seriously drink every last fucking bottle?"
"What can I say? I like Sprite. Are you telling me that you didn't bring enough? Tobie! How could you?" Danny says, feigning exasperation. "Besides, you realize you just said a logical fallacy, right? You're supposed to be an author dude."
"What are you talking about?" Tobie asks, his face ever-so-gently gracing his palm in exasperation over Danny's bullshit.
"You said, 'contingency plan for the inevitable.' You do realize that the word contingency refers to an event that MIGHT occur…not inevitability. Now had you said something along the lines of 'We need to start planning for when we inevitably run out of power' or even 'We're gonna eventually run out of power, so we need to start planning.' But 'inevitable contingency' is a nonsensical phrase. Are you sure you're top of our English class?"
"Seriously dude? Fucking hell…anyway, what are we going to do?"
"I'm just sayin." Danny responds.
"Remember your fourth birthday Tobie?" Rose asks, climbing out from under the desk.
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Well remember the conversation we had with the security guard?"
Tobie facepalms again, unsure of where Rose is going. "Why would I? I was four…and there is no way that you do either."
"Well I don't remember the full conversation, but I do remember it happening because his uniform was what got you to like purple as much as you do. Anyway, that's not important. Remember how Danny kept insisting that since there was so much pizza here, that the place just HAD to be run on pizza?"
Everyone in the room turns their attention to Danny; April and Krystal in particular.
"What? I still say it's possible." He says, flipping through the monitors.
"Where are you going with this?" Tobie asks, incredulously.
"Well, he DID point to out that there was a room next to Pirate Cove where the "electric stuff" was located. I don't remember much…but that much I do know."
"Hm…so are you suggesting we go out and see if we can restart the power?"
"You have a better idea? Hell, maybe it will bring us back to 100% or something."
"Okay, well there is no way all of us are going out there. The animatronics could potentially make their way back here, and that would lose us a safe room." Tobie thinks for a moment, before his face lights up. "Okay, well why don't we send…Danny?"
"Huh? Why me?" Danny asks, looking over his shoulder.
"Well think about it, you and I are pretty much co-leaders here, and one of us needs to stay out here. You don't freak out under pressure like I might, and because Keanu is still passed out; otherwise it would be him for wasting what power we had."
"No, no, we can still send him." Danny responds with a smirk.
"Danny, this is no time for trolling."
"Fine, fine, but you're gonna owe me so much Sprite after this." He says, standing up. "Come on Rose."
"Uh…I don't really want to go back out there." The platinum blonde haired girl remarks, looking outside.
"Oh come on, we can talk about this week's X-Files." He suggests, walking to the door.
"You drive a hard bargain…alright. Anyone else want to join?" Rose asks, looking back at April who turns her head in disapproval, and Krystal.
"Fine, I'll go." Krystal sighs and follows the Moirails through the left door.
"Alright gang, let's split up and look for clues!" Danny says, unironically.
"You think they're gonna be okay?" April asks, looking out the doorway as her friends vanish into the abyss.
"Maybe? Hopefully this will at the very least teach Danny not to drink all of our fucking rations." He responds, sitting down at the computer and scrolling through the cameras.
Just as she is about to sit down on her counter, a loud "whoosh" fills the room as the blood-stained face of Chica appears in the right window, resulting in April darting across the room and slamming the door shut.
"Fucking hell…how much time do we have left till morning?" She asks, panting.
"Well…it's almost 1:00…" Tobie responds, glancing at his watch with dread.
"Fuck…" April says with a sigh, opening the now-empty doorway.
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Danny clicks on his flashlight as he, Rose, and Krystal walk down the hallway. Loud thumping and rustling can be heard from the janitor closet to their left, causing him to shudder.
"What the hell is going on in there?" Krystal wonders aloud, reaching for the doorknob.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Danny says, coldly. "Hunter and Allie are getting…you know; in there. Gross."
"Ah." A half-smile forms on Krystal's face as she mulls over the litany of possible positions the two could be performing in the next room. She presses her ear to the wall, hearing the rustling and thumping increasing in speed and frequency, all accompanied by what seems like either muffled moans or screams, finally capped with a loud SQUELSH. 'Lucky girl.' Krystal shivers for a moment before snapping out of her trance and following the other two teens; oblivious to the small pool of red beginning to slide out from under the door. "You don't like sex Danny? Or do you have something for…what was her name? Allie? Or maybe Hunter?"
"Ew, no...There aren't enough days in a week for me to be able to list off all of the things wrong about that sentence." Danny shudders, shining his light into the dining area. "I just…Rose, you tell her."
Rose flicks her flashlight on as well, glancing back to Krystal. "Yeah, Danny and I find the topic…unsettling. It's pretty gross; going inside of another person I mean." Rose finishes, shuddering at the thought herself; following Danny into the dining area. "Besides, Allie is a bitch, and I'm already pretty pissed that she's even here to begin with. This was supposed to be a great night to go ghost hunting with my best friends in our old favorite hang out. Well…at least that's what I thought it was about. Regardless, there weren't supposed to be any other people here; no offense."
"Nope, I take all of the offense." Krystal says, unable to keep a straight face. "But I see where you're coming from. There's nothing wrong with being a little grossed out with the topic, and…hey, wasn't this closed before?" Krystal shines Keanu's flashlight on the newly-opened Pirate's Cove.
"Huh…yeah…" Rose flashes her light up and down Foxy, halting the beam as it crosses the robot's broken open snout; his unnaturally red tooth in particular. "That's weird…Danny, take a look at this."
Danny moonwalks back to Rose and Krystal, examining the big, red fox animatronic. "Hm, looks like he must have gotten someone. Anybody want to take bets on who it was? My money is on Drew…or maybe James? I dunno, what do you guys think?"
"Danny, can you please try to be serious for a second?" Rose asks, rolling her eyes.
"I am, think about it: we are in a restaurant with a bunch of killer death bots…obviously Foxy got someone and made them walk the plank. Either that or he took a bite out of another mate's booty…not too sure on that one. Maybe he still has a bit of Toy Foxy in him?" He finishes, turning back to walk through the dining hall.
"Goddammit Danny…" Rose sighs before going back to examine Foxy, transfixed with the matted red-brown fur, and the sharp…deadly looking hook.
Not realizing that Rose has stayed behind, Krystal and Danny continue the walk through the dining hall.
"Serious for a second here Krystal; might be a good idea if you turned off your light. No need for both of us to kill the batteries in these things." Danny remarks, shining his light along the hall and spotting the "EMPLOYEES ONLY" room. "Gotcha."
"Actually, I have to go to the bathroom." Krystal says, doing the potty dance. "I've been holding it forever now."
"Be careful, don't let Freddy get you." Danny jokes in a sinister voice.
"Oh shut up." Krystal says, getting low and shining her light across the room to the bathroom entrance; clicking her light off. 'No need to walk blindly to the restrooms…but he does have a point.'
"Alright, let's see what we've got." Danny says with a grin, opening the door and flashing the light inside. Seeing what appears to be an empty room, save for a multitude of old, yet expensive-looking electrical equipment, breakers, and fuses, he walks inside. Danny turns his light back on, this time shining it on the fusebox across the room before finding a familiar face. "Oh my god…it's you."
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[YOU KNOW THE DRILL –Lots of love, DANNY.]
"How did I know that I'd find you in here?" Hunter asks, staring into the darkness as he runs his hands up and down Allie's thin body; caressing her plump butt in his hands as he walks her against the janitor closet's wall.
"Because you're big and smart." Allie responds, succeeding in flattering the boy into spending more time with her. "And you know I love that." Allie pulls Hunter into a kiss, dragging him down to the floor with her as the camera above them pans over their bodies. In the hall outside, the thumping of footsteps can be heard clapping against the black and white tile. Both teens are, however, oblivious to this as their tongues continue to explore one-another's mouths, and Hunter spreads Allie's legs apart, pulling himself between them and getting lost for what seemed like hours, but was in reality just 15 minutes. The two collapsed into one another in a sweaty mess of rank flesh and semen before Hunter rolled over beside the redhead.
"Wow…that was great." Hunter pants, smiling shamelessly. "Still better than Joey?"
"Much." Allie responds in kind, cuddling up to Hunter. "So you never told me much about yourself Hunter. How did you meet these losers anyway?" She asks, as she allows Hunter to climb atop her once more.
"Well funny story about that, actually…" Hunter begins to speak just before two large, mechanical hands take hold of both of his arms and pull him back. "Ah! What the fuck?"
Behind Hunter stands Bonnie, ever tightening his hold on the boy's arms with every second.
"Now, now, nob-b-bunny is allowed to harm kids here at F-Freddy Fazbear's P-p-pizza." The large mechanical rabbit bellows, his grip tightening further to snap both of Hunter's arms; the cracking bones fragments stabbing through this doughy flesh. The boy tries to let out a sharp scream, only for Bonnie to bring his left arm down upon Hunter's ribcage, collapsing it and covering his mouth with the sticky, purple matted fur. The boy continues to wriggle and writhe in Bonnie's arms before his body finally goes limp, blood pouring out of his broken appendages and mouth. The rabbit's head jerks in a mechanical motion as its eyes focus on the small redhead girl huddled against the wall, seemingly frozen in shock. The blood pouring from Hunter's body slides along the floor, pushing itself out the door as the sound of three familiar voices pass by the room.
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Rose continues to examine the robotic fox, shining her light up and down its red-brown fur, and down to its bare metal legs. "They haven't taken very good care of you Foxy…have they?" She wonders aloud before shining her light where she had last seen Danny and Krystal, only to find that both had disappeared. "Dammit…"she sighs, turning back to Foxy, who has all but halfway bust out of his cove in the split second she had looked away; startling her. "Ah!" She screams, falling back on her ass with her light rolling away from her. "Fuck!" Rose yelps, quickly scurrying to her feet and glancing around for her light, finding it illuminating a small bit of wall to her left. The platinum blonde grabs the light and flashes it back to Pirate Cove to find Foxy standing tall, eyes fixed in her direction and slacked open jaw shining with it's razor sharp teeth. "Oh god…good Foxy…good Foxy…" Rose chants as she side-steps back to the hallway, slowly backing up upon reaching it, and never breaking her line of sight with it as she does. Rose keeps her light focused on the fox, her eyes remaining fixed on it until her back slams against something soft…something furry…something purple.
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"Alright, now where was the exit again?" Krystal asks herself in a hushed tone, navigating the dark dining hall from beneath the tables. An hour ago, she wouldn't even think of abandoning any of her new friends to their undoubted deaths. An hour ago, she would likely have risked her life to try and take them with her. An hour ago, things were different…but this was not an hour back. Why risk your life for people you have only just met? Why try and smuggle a tightly packed group of friends out of the restaurant when you only have enough time to escape yourself? Why care about others when you can get yourself out just fine? The logic was flawless to Krystal, and she knew deep down that it would soon be flawless to the others as well. She didn't have time to wait for that, however. The pirate kid had been easy enough to trick. Honestly, she knew he wouldn't have cared much anyway. Hell, he was having more fun here than anybody. The others would likely be mad…but if they all died here there would be no repercussions. They'd just believe she died on her trip to the bathroom, and she makes it out with her life. Hell, even if some made it out alive there wouldn't be any real consequence. She just says that she hid out somewhere or even just got out, and she is golden. Flawless plan for the girl who lived, the one who made it, the true survivor of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. She liked the sound of that…maybe she should write a book. That would definitely be a great opportunity, and she was determined to take it. Fame, fortune, maybe even a movie deal about her time here…she would likely need to rework the details; make herself the savior who tried to save the others, only to fail due to their incompetence, in-house bickering, and overall horrible handling of the situation. Maybe she could even appear on Oprah…yeah, even get her car problems solved before she has them. All of these thoughts whirled through Krystal's mind as she crawled along the dining hall floor, careful not to make a sound. What was that up ahead? The sky…moonlight…yes! Those were definitely the doors.
'Just a few more yards!' She cheered, passing a chair. 'what's the first thing I'm going to do? Hm…' "Ow!" Krystal's head smashes against the table's leg, forming a small lump on the top of her dome. She groans, rubbing her head as the circle glasses on her face fall to the floor, shattering in one lens. 'Fuck!' Krystal crawls out from under the table and pats around, resorting to her final option and turning the flashlight on after moments of patting around stupidly in the dark. "My glasses! I can't see a thing without my glasses." She continues to pat, before looking up and seeing a pair of brown legs. Who was it in their crew who had brown pants? Oh right…didn't that Hunter kid have brown jeans or corduroy or something? Maybe he and Allie finished up their love session…what would happen if he found her sneaking out? Maybe she could convince him to sneak out with her. That would work; it would have to. "Hunter! I didn't expect to see you here…I can't find my…oh thank you!" She cheers as he hands her the glasses; she slides them onto her face triumphantly. One of the lenses had been shattered…but she had spares at home, and more contacts so no big deal. "So Hunter, look, we can get out of…" She began speaking before reexamining Hunter's brown legs. Those…those weren't pants…They were clad with unreal brown fur. Krystal's eyes continued to climb the furry brown body before a sense of dread began to fill her. Finally, she looked straight into the face of a large, mechanical brown bear.
Krystal let out one dreaded gulp.
"Jinkies…"