"Why aren't you listening to me!"
3F
You hoped the worst was behind you.
While the first floor had been abuzz with activity, the second floor had been quiet with monsters lurking in the shadows. As for the third floor, it wasn't quiet, but there weren't any endos around at least. You spot a few security bots rolling around, patrolling.
The arcade machines here were alive, an assortment of colours emerging from the screens. The ceiling lights here helped illuminate everything better.
It helped this floor wasn't as big as 1F and 2F. As you reached the peak, the tower grew smaller.
The techno music had become dissonant and distorted, likely a result of the DJ's ongoing war against the endos. You hoped the DJ would be able to hold them off. Though you were interested on fixing up the DJ, that time would come later.
Unsurprisingly the maintenance bots were corrupted, evil showing on their faces.
"I haven't been here in a while." Bonnie remarked.
Like the other floors this one had arcade machines lining some of the walls. In addition to the machines and resting area there were also several karaoke rooms, you guess. They had white soundproof walls, a big screen in them and a microphone.
And among those rooms was the security hub.
It was finally within sight!
Detecting you almost instantly, two bots charge at you, wielding a joystick and a microphone stand. A cakewalk to what you've been up against so far you make quick work of them.
You take the liberty of doing a trick shot, charging up your tazer to the club and hitting at the robots wheels like a golfer would line up his shot with the tee.
With the combined force your swing plus the electric charge from the tazer plus battery it sends the bot flying in the opposite direction, flying diagonally upwards before hitting the ceiling and falling off the floor.
You wonder now that if you had gotten this weapon when dealing with Monty, how things would have turned out. He wouldn't have stood a chance.
Bonnie choose not to use so much style and instead jumps upon the bot, it easily crumpling under his weight. He winks at you. You two clearly had the hang of things.
You notice that among the karaoke rooms one had its lights off. Through the lights outside you could make out some sort of movement inside. Probably another bot.
You look at it for a second, trying to discern what lurked within. And then you see it.
Two large red glowing eyes with black iris' look back at you. The being's form was concealed by the shadows but by the shape of the eyes you knew it not to be an endo, let alone a bot.
It moves fast, throwing something out of the pitch black room.
You move aside, tumbling to the ground. A kitchen knife blazes past your face, stabbing directly into one of the arcade machines. It sparks briefly before shutting down.
"What the?" Bonnie asks, noticing the knife now sticking out of the Balloon World cabinet.
Bonnie helps you up, now too staring at the blackened room.
Within a blur two more knives are thrown out, full force, this time aimed at Bonnie. He dodges in time, knocking the first one out of the air while the second one hits.
"Aaah! Where did that come from?" Bonnie shouted, starting to panic.
The knife lands in between under his shoulder, stabbing where the arm connects to. It severs a wire, causing his arm to go limp. "A-ah!" Bonnie shouted in, pain resounding in his voice. He rips the knife out quickly, tossing it aside.
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Ol' Big Ears
FanfictionYou are a freelance technician. The job had its perks, you made your own hours, turned down dangerous jobs and picked your clientele. This was to be a simple job, they seemed desparate for anyone to take it. "J-just come in a take a look at the mac...
