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Funtime Foxy x Funtime Freddy: Crimson Violence Pt. 3

The fact I wrote these stories in the Notes app on my phone, ew lol. Anyway, here is chapter 3, enjoy!!! (unedited btw cause I got better shitz to do)

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~Chapter 3: Plan for Breaking Chains~

Past Ballora Gallery, past Funtime Auditorium, straight head on, was Circus Control. One of the most colorful places of the underground Circus. Circus Control , well obviously controls Circus Gallery which is the stage and home of Circus Baby along with her Bidybabs. The room was small and compact with three dark windows on each wall but the lights never worked. There's a desk with a makeshift hiding place under it. On top the desk had buttons to, well, control the gallery. On the top of the front middle window, above the desk, there are four glowing lights that are the colors of ocean blue, neon green, cloudy twinkled pink, and sunshine amber. On top the desk was a weird looking toy that resembled a monkey with a wind twister on its back. On the opposite side and above the monkey was what seemed like a hanging doll of some child with red cheeks and buttons and strips, etc. It seemed familiar but it whispered "Hello" once and that's what gave it away. A toy kid named Balloon Puppet. He sometimes moved but not every week at least. Through the dark glass was the Circus gallery. It was quite huge but empty. All but something sitting in the middle of the dark room. It's head moved and neon green, blazing light filled the whole room.

It stood, eyes alert and flashing, sounds came through under the window. The creature machine stared below and out came three Bidybabs. Barbara, Pity, and the leader, Bidy. The machine came up to them. Now she was noticeable. The machine creature was in fact a robot girl clown. She had a sharp red nose and a smile that had red lipstick along with cheeks that look agonizing but mainly happy. She had long curly, reddish orange pigtails and a two piece red dress. The top fluffed out on her shoulders with dark red shoulder pads, it came up to her neck with a golden dog tag saying "Baby". There were buttons down the front of the top till it stopped on her chest where a diamond chaps air fan held her shirt and dress skirt together as one. The dress skirt puffed out glossy red with orange bows in a line going around the dress, which looked very fashionable for someone who looked like a clown. She had red pointy shoes with yellow mechanical circles at the end to look like bells. She had blue needles with circles on the end pointing out of both side of her neck, arms, and legs. She had neon blaze green eyes with a sparkle of fear in them which made it look decent for a green with glossy red. The pretty clown machine looked down at the small baby looking robots and spoke gracefully and peacefully, surprisingly," Bidy. Report for Funtime Auditorium." With that Bidy, the leader who had dark magenta fluffed shoulders to symbolize who was who, "Yes, Master. Mrs. Funtime Foxy has agreed to proclamation and accepted her new name as Mo FuntimeFox. I have reports that she has had recent encounters with...'HIM'... and has markings on her neck from him strangling her from what my scanners say. He seems he still is watching her, closely. He seems to tease her though also.. flirt? My scanners caught words from the air in the Auditorium luckily and it sounds as if he was teasing but also flirting. It shocked me but I didn't show it to Mo. The poor dear may still be suffering cause I caught sighs of suicide in her thoughts before I got there." The pretty creature machine nodded her head." Well I'll raise my idea once I hear from Pity. Pity, come forward. Breaker Room assignment? How did he do?" The machine looked intently down at the Bidy with orange puffed shoulders and seemed to have a sappy expression. Reason for naming her Pity. "Y-yes Master. I slid the proclamation under the door and I heard him talking then to someone else. It must be the Bon-Bon you certified me about. He seemed a bit loud and wild when he talked but he must have sighted it and accepted it and even called himself 'Baxter Lee Funtime'. I took the signed proclamation and got out of the Ballora Gallery without getting caught on territory, Ma'am." Pity handed the pretty clown a piece of paper with words and a fancy signature at the bottom, "Hmm, To need to be his. Must have gotten help from his sanity friend, Bon-Bon."