Violin Time JAJAJA (FNAF Crackfic)

Chapter 7

Carrot got out of the pit, back in his poopy smelly basement. He headed back upstairs, cautious, feeling as if he was being followed. When he got to the top of the stairs, Kebab looked very excited. Oh no, oh no! Carrot had forgotten her disgusting doll! "Carrot, you took awhile! Where's my dolly?!" Kebab asks, practically jumping up and down. Carrot makes a very long 'uhhhhh.'

"I'll be right back!" Carrot says, quickly running back down the stairs. He ran back to the place where the doll was, but it was gone. Carrot sweared very loudly because he was very anger. He then heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "CARROT WHERE IS MY DOLLY!??!?!" Kebab yelled, almost screaming, sprinting down the stairs. "I can't find it." Carrot says, very calmly.

Kebab screams at the top of her lungs. But then she stops abruptly, pointing to the ball pit. "Ball pit?? Here? Let's go!!" Kebab says, no longer being a cry baby and instead being happier than ever. "Don't go in it!" Carrot shouted, but it was too late. Kebab was already in the pit. Before Carrot could do anything, Kebab was pulled down into the pit.

Carrot stood there in shock. He ran up the stairs, quickly. What would he tell his mom? Speaking of his mother, he ran right into her. "Carrot? What were you doing? Where's Kebab?" Carrot was panting heavily. What is he supposed to say? Kebab got dragged into the pit and who knows what happened next? Does his mom even know there's a ball pit down there??

"Umm, I was just looking around!" Carrot quickly says. His mother nods, knowing Carrot is a crazy psychopath and always has been. Carrot makes himself a choco milk and head back up to his room. He then sees a familiar dog thing. Fetch. "Hullo, senpai. Though you could get rid of me? Hehehhe!!" Fetch texted his phone. Carrot made a very poopy sound. "I'm returning you to Mr. Springtrap, idiot." Carrot says out loud, grabbing Fetch.

"NO, NO, NO! I HATE HIM!" Fetch texts. Carrot doesn't say anything and carries him downstairs. "Mom, I have to go back to school. I forgot I was supposed to stay after." Carrot lied. His mom was making chicken flavored heartburn. She turned off the stove to turn and face him. "What did you do this time?" She asks.

"Nothing! Just an after-school activity!" Carrot says, hiding the woof woof behind his back so his mother could not see. His mother looks a bit sus of him, but then she just shrugs. She drives him to his school and he hops out. "What time do I need to pick you up?" His mom asks. Carrot thinks for a moment. How long would this even take? "Umm, like, 30 minutes." His mom nods and vroom vrooms away.

Fetch continues to yell at Carrot through text, but he just ignores it. Right when he gets to Springtrap's music room, he stops. He forgot that Springtrap wasn't here for the second half of the day. Perhaps he is now? It's worth a try, I guess. He knocks on the door, lightly. No answer. He knocks more harder, but still no answer. The door is unlocked when Carrot attempts to open it. "Springtrap?" He asks. No response.

Carrot walks into the classroom. It's empty except for several violins and some posters and such. He wandered around the room for a bit while Fetch still texts him, very angrily. Carrot snooped around the room a bit and after a few minutes, he found a box behind a bunch of other boxes, which was completely different from the others.

He picked up the box which had many different vibrant colors that would attract a child, probably. There was writing in red and black bolded letters that read 'Fetch.' It must have been the box that Fetch came in. Carrot wondered if there was more than one Fetch or just this annoying disgusting one. He knew that Mr. Springtrap created Fetch, but why would he? It's crazy and spoopy.

Carrot opened the box and stuffed Fetch into while he scream texted swear words to Carrot's phone. He closed the box shut, using a piece of tape he found to seal it. He knew that the stupid dog would probably still try to text him, but he could just block his stupid number. He carefully hid the box behind the other strange boxes. The other boxes were odd. They were like normal boxes. Brown and cardboard.