Taped to Reality

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Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Ground Grey Street

6:49 PM

Opening Time: 8:00 AM

Night Security Breach: on at 12:00 AM

Date: April 7

















































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































The office stood still and a lamp shone over countless stacks of written and typed paper, almost half have been shoved into filing cabinets near and under the desk. The silence being dragged away by papers and mumbling by Bonnie at the desk. For once being calm in time's way, it's relaxing to know that runt was missing and lost from the rains getting into his bolts. The rain could seep into the lost bolts that couldn't be protected, it's only worth a piece to screw the bolts out and drain the fox before repairing him back to hell once more. Bonnie wanted to hear the small drops of rain, nobody resisting the sounds of small drops landing on the ground and rooftops of your home. It gives a relaxing feature for your brain to register as something not so mean. A picture stood on the deeper sides of a shelf right behind the seat by a couple inches, all five animatronics on their first month. No bites, no hits, no harm, no frowns at any angle, everything was honest. Nobody since the bite has ever looked at such bliss of the photo, it's present and it has to be kept that way. They didn't care if Foxy's wasn't around, it puts less stress on each of them, their schedule being cut short to sleep now that fox is nowhere in their line of vision. Mike always asked for him, that being the short-circuiting moments of stress. They tried to keep the guard busy, never wanting to be asked twice for the fox to come out and reveal how broken his physical presence is than his mental stability. Rage of customers still continued, but each robot considered it a small session of keeping still and saying they are being delayed on time. Heh, works every time, but somehow, they never knew it wouldn't work anymore till THAT day would come to haunt them. Especially Freddy, he was calmer to know that he wouldn't have to use Foxy as a punchbag, a pillow is necessary but it's not the same. Does he give any reason to care? Why should he? It's helpful and a stress relief bone that Freddy now obtained. The lightning outside that night when the power went out, it was the best night so far and only flew as high as an eagle since then. His friends on his side too, all three of them. Sure, they had sympathy for the toys, photos making them feel that way enough to spring some tears down for their loss. If Foxy wouldn't have given them the gateway to death, everyone would've been happily together as a whole.

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