It's time, after all, what could go wrong? We've been planning for WEEKS what to do with the Toys. The Toys, you ask? The toy versions of us. Freddy, Foxy, Bonnie, Mangle, and I all walk confidently down the hall. As everyone is walking, I smell an awful stench.
"Wait up, guys," I say to the gang, "I'll be there in a second..."
I slowly walk into a small room, which is the new backstage area... I didn't go in there much, because it always smelt bad, like right now... I go closer to the smell, and I see it's in a... Freddy suit? Why would anything be coming from tha-
My thoughts go blank as I take off the head, revealing weeks, or even months, YEARS, old Untitled Folderpiles of blood, flies, guts, bones. That's it. I take two steps back, scream, and weeks old pizza emerges from my throat, onto the ground. I never knew what it actually looked like, considering I've never even KILLED anyone!
Everyone rushes quickly through the door, everyone except for Freddy screaming at the sight.
"What's wrong with you guys?" Freddy asks, "It's just some old blood."
"What's wrong with US?!" I yell, running out of the room.
We all start to walk down the hall again. We NEED to do this before Monday because no one can perform. We all walk into the dining hall where we see the Toys sitting at the table. Toy Chica, I assume who is their leader, hops on the table.
"Thanks for my body back, hon," She says to me, a smirk on her face.
"Look, you guys, we have to compromise, so I came up with a plan," Bonnie says to Toy Chica.
"Yarr, the lad means WE," Foxy says punching Bonnie's arm. I roll out a large piece of paper, or MAP if you will.
"What is this 'compromise' you speak of?" Toy Freddy says. He goes to look at the map and bumps into Freddy, falling into the door, where Mangle was standing behind.
"Mangle?!" Toy Chica screams, "I thought you were broke, get away from these guys!" She attempts to grab her arms, but she jerks away.
"I'm..." She looks away.
"Oh, afraid to talk? See, this is exactly why we beat you up, but we all see how THAT turned out..."
"I'm with them..." She says, punching her afterwards.
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Chica the Chick (An original FNaF fanfic)
FanfictionChica is just your normal, every day creepy robotic chicken animatronic. Until Mike Schmidt, the new security guard, shows up, that is. Now she doesn't know what to do. Bonnie worries, Freddy and Foxy fight, and Chica finds out what she's really mad...
