FNAF: Security Breach

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Systems booting up appeared in the animatronic's eyes as it stared down their creator. Bags appeared beneath his eyes. Yawning at random moments. Late Night again. He thought. Never takes a break. "Ok, you all seem ready to go for tomorrow. Hopefully no more scares from you all." He laughs. Coughing up slightly as his lungs suckled in the scarce air to function. The animatronic wanted to tell him to sit down and rest for a minute but doubt he'll listen. He'll tell him that he's fine and doesn't need a babysitter.

Why would anyone sit on a baby? What was the point? And no creator, you are not fine. You are ill, you need rest. The man patted his shoulder and was about to walk away when he felt something tug his shirt. Turning around to see Glamrock Chica holding onto him. Even she knew that he needed help. "Oh stop fretting over me. I am fine. Such a mother hen." Glamrock Chicca's feathers clench a little tighter. As if asking not to go. Montgomery let out a whistled hiss. Roxanne's synthetic hair bristled.

All begged that he won't leave and rest. The man sighed. "You’re supposed to be watching over children. Not adults." We watch over everything. He said even if not said aloud. He didn't want to frighten the old man. And cause anything drastic. But he knew they were alive. He made them have feelings and emotions and thoughts. Everyone else thought they are machines but he knew. They were alive. Alive like any human out there.

"I have to leave now. I'll come back tomo-" A shrilling scream was heard. He thought it was the nightguard freaking out again. But it was much pickier. Younger too. His circuits froze, it was a child. But why were they here after hours? "Help!" Their creator then ran out of the room in a frantic panic. He wanted to go after him but couldn't move. His wandering mode was off. He couldn't do anything.

He kept trying to move his parts but they were locked. He can hear yelling and what sounded to be a struggle. Something was wrong. A breach? But this facility was secure there is no chance of anyone getting in. Hearing the screams again from the supposed child made his circuits freeze and heat up. A child was in danger. And they needed help.

Concentrated on the switch they had and imagined some kind of blockage to stop its flow to his "brain". He did it before, but it glitched his systems, and he had to get rebooted again.

The screaming stopped and a loud thud was heard. The other animatronic's looked confused and scared. They too wondered what was happening. "F-F-f-f-fre-e-d-dy!" Glamrock Chica whined. "T-t-t-tr-y-y h-h-h-a-a-ar-d-der!" He thought back to the blockage of the code and soon enough the switch was turned off.

Nearly stumbling over he ran to the others and manually turned theirs off. "What in the hay is going on out there?" Montgomery asked. His deep southern voice is full of concern. "We gotta move!" Roxanne was about to run off but Montgomery grabbed her tail. "Hold up Rougarou, we need a plan first. We don't know what is going on out there." Yelping, she yanked her tail from him.

"Watch it! Monty what I tell you about that!" "Enough," the deep voice of Freddy demanded. "We need to go secure the facility. And find both the threat and the child. Including our creator. But how?" "Split up?" Glamrock Chica suggested. "This place is huge! How are we supposed to find them?" "We have intel of the entire place in our circuits. Just follow them." Roxanne said. Eager to run out of the room.

"Ok everyone picks a place to check. "Roxanne check the museum, Monty, the playroom, Chica the kiddy place, and the kitchen. I'll check the stage area. Go!"

"Meet up in the basement workshop." Glamrock Chica said. Nodding they went to their respective places.