The gator animatronic, Monty, —your ears dropped as you scanned him. He seemed threatening. Eyeing you and the placing his sunglasses on his forehead.
"Monty." You faced him, an irritated tone seeped into your voice. He apparently found that funny.
"For the first time, no. I'm not trying to make any enemies." The gator laughed. "You're funny, but seriously, they didn't bother telling us about you?" He asked while focusing his gaze on your security badge.
"My release was made earlier than expected."
"Looks like I'll be seeing more of you from now on then, good luck... Agent K-9!" He probably just came up with that, he gave your shoulder a heavy pat and walked away.
He went through the utility tunnels behind you, his tail swinging idly as he walked in a prideful manner, you assumed it was routine maintenance. He seems like a rowdy guy, but might actually not cause you as much trouble probably.
a staff bot approached you with a broom in hand, and gave silent nod toward the floor. You sheepishly walked to the side as the bot inspected the floor, you raised your tail swiftly like it just touched something poisonous.
Staff bots served customers and rushed past you making your journey to the elevator annoying, crowds watched you walk, which made things awkward for you. Every step was judged.
The adults pulled out their phones and started taking pictures. An animatronic has no privacy, it's not like you can do anything about it.
"It's so pretty!" a girl squealed.
Maybe it's not that bad.
But it did feel like they just found an endangered animal that's minding its own business.
You reached the elevator and clicked the button. Maybe you'll attend the show and get to know the band. That'll make things easier for everyone.
You looked down at your hands...er...paws?
The new vibrant paint almost glowed under the lighting, your outfit is interesting, a button-up white shirt with a black tie, a pocket holding a handkerchief ready for you to use, and finally, black dress pants.
You loosened your tie since it was tight around your throat, you wonder if heather is the one who put this together.
The calming music stopped and the doors opened, unnatural colors flooded the small compact elevator-and loud music echoed through the atrium, you stepped out smelling the perfume the staff bots sprayed the air with, nobody was on the second-floor balcony, you got closer to the edge and looked down at the crowd gathered in front of a stage.
"The show will start soon, Make sure to buy some fizzy Faz and popcorn to go with it!" The intercom announced.
"[Y/n], there you are," a woman spoke from behind you. "Ready for the show?"
"I'll admit that I'm excited," you replied.
You looked at her eyes while scanning her, - Officer Vanessa.
"I know why they made you" she cut you off, "They're planning on replacing me, aren't they?"
"Replace...?"
She stood next to you, looking down at the audience as she talked to you, "It's all because of one mistake I made," she muttered angrily.
"I'm not replacing anyone!" You turned to her
"Yeah, sure, enjoy the show..." she walked away while shoving a staff bot out of the way.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Fazbear entertainment would like you to put your hands together, for the one and only...Freddy Fazbear!"
The intercom boomed.
The four animatronics stepped onto the stage from behind a multicolored cloud of smoke, the crowd cheered.
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Fanfiction[𝗙𝗡𝗮𝗙:𝗦𝗕 𝘅 𝗔𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿] (Gender neutral.) You are K9, the animatronic specialized in security, built by a paranoid woman named Heather. deep inside the Pizzaplex are lies buried in shallow graves, and digging them up w...
