Adults

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All day strange people walked in and out of my room. None of them were children. I moved some and no none seemed to care, so I slipped to the repair room when the hall was clear. Freddy was sitting with Foxy and Bonnie.

They looked surprised to see me. I was surprised I had built myself up enough to come. But I didn't want to hang around for those strange people to stare at me.

"Mangle? What are you doing here?" Bonnie asked.

"Getting away from those creepy adults," I said.

Endo shuddered. "I don't like them. After Gold visited us, I've been missing the children."

Bonnie stood. "What adults? And...Gold visited you?" He said.

Good job Endo.
I sighed. "Yes, Gold appeared right before I snapped. And last night. He said that we would never see the children again."

Foxy clenched his fists and Freddy stood too.

"I wish I had a chance to rip his mask off!" Bonnie growled. "Whatever's under there strangle."

"Mangle, why didn't you tell us?" Freddy said.

I blinked. "Because after he first visited I went a bit crazy, and I haven't had a chance until now."

Foxy tilted his head. "What about the adults?" He said. I looked at Chica. She was the only one who wasn't angrily staring at me now.

"The resteraunt is going to be closed for a few days. Their investigating something. I heard one of the adults say that blood was found on an anamatronic part."

Freddy looked up. "Golden Freddy used the body," he said.

Foxy snarled. "Great. Now Goldie's probably gonna leave the body in plain sight!"

I shook my head. "That wouldn't be enough. He wants to tear us apart. Destroy us all. He said he has a trick up his sleeve hes been working on."

Bonnie lookef at Freddy. "What do we do?" He asked.

Freddy shook his head. "There's not much we can do."

We all sat in silence for a while.

"Come on guys!" Endo said. "There must be something we can do. Prove to the adults were not evil!"

Foxy sighed. "A few friendly anamatronics won't be enough to save the resteraunt now matey."


Unable to bare the despair in their voices, I left the repair room.

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