Pewds carefully treated the wounds on my arm while Mark and Chilled stood by the doors, waiting for night 3 to start. "How you feeling?" Felix whispered to me, looking at me like a concerned brother.
"Yeah I'm fine, they're just flesh wounds." I replied, giggling.
He finished working on my arm, standing up and ruffling my hair. "Don't leave tonight, okay?" I nodded, making him smile and walk over to Mark, who had taken up Bonnie's door. "I got it now." Pewds told him.
"What do you mean?" Mark asked, confused.
"It's your turn to take the camera." He replied, snapping a little.
I looked over at Chilled, then skipped over to him. "What's got them so angry?"
He chuckled, "They may have had a little fight earlier, for some reason Felix thought Mark might have taken you."
I shot a confused look at Pewds, who didn't see it. "That's weird. Mark has no reason to take me."
"That's what Mark said."
I looked over at the too of them, and Mark finally agreed to take up camera. My eyes fell onto his bruised nose and I felt guilty again. Suddenly Chilled grabbed my arms, making me jump. He walked me over to the office chair and made me sit. "You are not allowed to get up from this chair the entire night. Understood?"
"But Chilled-"
"Understood?" He pushed. I sighed, then nodded. "Good. Now scoot over so there's room for Mark, It'll be midnight at any moment now." I blushed and moved to the far end of the chair. This was going to be awkward.
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Felix and I watched Anthony make Pure pomise to stay in the chair, then gave each other a look. Felix wasn't really as mad as he was earlier, so hopefully by the end of the night things would be back to normal and we would go back to being friends. The camera flicked on, making Pure jump. I would've chuckled, but the nerves had risen, making me feel afraid again. The phone started ringing, so I went over and grabbed the camera, sitting so there was space between Pure and me. If she truly doesn't like me, I should just leave her be.
The phone picked up. "Hello, hello? Hey you're doing great! Most people don’t last this long. I mean, you know, they usually move on to other things by now. I'm not implying that they died. Th-th-that’s not what I meant." Pure flinched, and we all knew that's exactly what he meant.
"Uh, anyway I better not take up too much of your time. Things start getting real tonight."
"So it wasn't real before?!" Anthony quietly yelled at the phone from his position at Bonnie's door. Felix had walked over to Chica's door.
"Uh... Hey, listen, I had an idea: if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uhh, try playing dead! You know, go limp. Then there's a chance that, uh, maybe they’ll think that you're an empty costume instead. Then again if they think you're an empty costume, they might try to... stuff a metal skeleton into you. I wonder how that would work."
Pure whimpered, "Mark, there was an metal skeleton in the empty head room." I gave her a sympathetic look, but she wasn't looking at me so she didn't see it. I sighed and went back to the camera.
" Yeah, never mind, scratch that. It's best just not to get caught. Um... Ok, I'll leave you to it. See you on the flip side." PG ended, hanging up.
"Bonnie and Chica are out already and Foxy is peeking his head out." I informed them, looking at the camera. I kept flipping between the show stage and Pirate's Cove, keeping an eye on Freddy and Foxy, hoping Felix and Anthony got the doors covered.
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It was hard to resist the urge to constantly have the door light on, or to shut the door. I could only check my door if Anthony wasn't checking his and Mark had the camera down, would made things more stressful. It's all about communication, and ours has gotten better, which will be key for surviving the nights after this.
"Foxy's gone!" Mark yelled, scaring all of us. Anthony quickly closed his door, jumping back when we heard the knocking. Pure gave up her shyness for a second, burying her face in Mark's arm. It was obvious to us that Pure didn't dislike Mark, it's just that he either scared her, or she had a crush on him. Or both.
Anthony checked his light, saw no shadow and opened his door, checking for Bonnie one last time. Both Mark and Anthony looked at me, and I checked my light, jumping and closing the door when I saw Chica there. "How much longer?" I asked, panic in my voice.
"It's 4 a.m. Felix, we're almost done." Mark replied.
Pure let go of his arm and I checked my light, satisfied Chica wasn't there and opened the door. I looked back at Pure to see her blushing, which made me chuckle. Anthony squealed and shut his door. We all gave him a look. "Bonnie." He said, checking the light and opening the door.
"We got this guys!" I tried to reassure them.
Mark froze suddenly, flipping through the cameras. "Where's Freddy?!" He yelled.
Pure's eyes widened, and I started shaking. Freddy would be at my door.
And it's only night three.
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"It's 5 a.m.!" Mark yelled, making me relax slightly. Bonnie was very persistent, and I hated it. Felix was practically bouncing in place and Pure was sitting away from Mark, who was looking at the camera. I chuckled slightly at her. Girls.
I checked my light again and cussed, closing the door. "Bonnie's going to drain our power!"
"We got 10% left! If Freddy does his long jingle, we will make it." Mark assured me.
Felix went to check his power, but the button just clicked. All of our eyes widened. "Chica's in the room!" Felix yelled. "Mark whatever you do, don't look at the camera.
Mark nodded, "I won't. We can make it." We all sat anxiously, waiting. Felix walked over to Pure, hugging her. She buried her face into his chest, closing her eyes. Mark watched them sadly and I stood by the door. Suddenly the sound of cheering children filled the room, making us jump.
We all looked at each other, then started cheering. "We did it!" Now we just got two nights to go.
