(Imagine testing positive a second time in four months.)
Second person pov
Was being led by an animatronic what previously grabbed you and threw you around like a rag doll was it a good idea?
What were you thinking??
Maybe abit too late to question your decisions and instead deciding to see this one through.
'Maybe I should let blonde know-' your hands brushed around your utility belt, searching for a certain bulky item. fuck.
You stopping in your tracks as you began to pat yourself down "where is it?!" You panicked as your palms swept every known pocket on your uniform.
The animatronic up ahead noticed your distress and had now turn to take a in the sight of your panicking state. You pulled the tablet under your chin to allow you to have a better look. "Something wrong? Night guard?" It question.
"No.. uh" you were too occupied to reply to it. The animatronic took afew steps towards you, leading you to stop your search.
"Never mind, let's just go" you step back from the metallic sun. It's face turns before returning its back facing to you as it continues pacing down the hall way.
Pulling the tablet back under your arm.
Subconsciously your arm clenches the tablet close to you as you follow the animatronic to the destination.
Flickery lights make you wince at the sight, seems like nowhere in this damn disco ball of a building has proper lighting. Squinting you took in the sight of a messy so called parts n services room, boxes animatronic bits and bobs. It was a mess.
"Watch your step" the animatronic trots along. With a slight nervous nod you make sure to watch your step, with upcoming robot limbs sprinkled along the concrete floor.
"So where is this so called.. manual" you spoke up. The day care attendant stopped and turn towards you. "On the provided computer" it points to a nearby dome like facility with a hunky old 1990's television looking computer.
Did all the budget go on the continuous mind blurring lights or something?
"How convenient.." you walk towards it, witnessing the animatronic sun entering the dome.
The hunky screen flicked on displaying afew different options. Taking a look at your fazwatch the time was now 2am.
'This is going to be a long night.' You huff at the thought.
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"Now polishing all done!" You fell back with a loud groan, as the animatronic turned back on regaining its system.
"Good work night guard!" It went back in for another rag doll hug, before it could wrap it's long lanky arms around you, you stopped it "No no.. I don't like being swung around I'm an adult." making the attendant pout. It gave you some relief that he wasn't so robotic as before again.. what roller coaster.
"Sorry" the animatronic back away from you as you sighed. "Let's return you back to your area before anything else happens" you both made their way towards the utility tunnels, allowing the animatronic take the lead you follow not far behind still afraid you would be engulfed into another hug.
The utility tunnels gave you chills as you crept down the long hall. When the animatronic takes a turn to a metal stair case you were eager to catch up with it. Afraid you would get eaten by something a lot of the olden news articles and the conversation you had listen upon put you on edge. I mean isn't this how anybody would react after being animatronic gator food?
Screeching drags you out of your thoughts as you step into bright room of the day care. With a sigh of relief of survival you approach the exit. On the bright colourful cushioning in the distance was a greyish bulky Walky-talky awaiting your arrival.
'Must've flung off when I was picked up..' you thought as you crouched down to take the radio into your grasp.
"Where are you going now?" You flinched at the voice before slowly turning to see the lanky sun animatronic looming over you. With a large gulp of air mixed with saliva making you choke slightly pushing you into a coughing fit as you retook your standing position.
"I- am. Needing to go and patrol." You muster up with a grunt as the attendant head spun.
"Alrighty! Night guard!" It exclaimed happily with another spin of its head making you jump slightly at the sight. Not noticeable enough to make the animatronic say anything about it. It's back and forth demeanour was... creepy although everything is for one creepy here.
You back out of the day care with your back hitting the door as you watched the animatronic dive into the ball pit in the distance. Your hand fiddling with the doors bob you find yourself falling backwards out of door with you weight causing it to open with a surprise.
Landing on your rump with a thud as the door swung close. Your eyes still wide from the shock of the moment. "What are you doing on the ground?" A familiar blondes voice makes you stand up quickly, dusting off yourself in the process.
"Nothing.. I just fell" you turned to look at the blonde male his brows knitted for a moment before resuming their previous position on his pale face.
"Alrighty? I've had a patrol of Roxy race way I think you should take a look at the beasts golf-"
"You mean monty golf?" He shrugged at your correction and handed you a flash light. "Thanks." You took the flash light from him.
"Incase you activate their security modes just shine light in their eyes to get away, only ones who won't be a affected would be Montgomery and moon."
"Wait security?! Modes?!" Your eyes widen from the possibility of being attacked by other animatronics who aren't the god for sakes gator. "Don't worry! It most certainly won't happen plus Maiana's on call I doubt you'll be ripped up or chewed..."
"Not helping-" you glared at him, he grinned and apologised before waving you off as he leaves you alone once more.
"Chewed.." your body shuddered at the word, what a terrible way to use such words.
'therapy is gonna be expensive-'
Word count 1044
Notes!
-Therapy is gonna be expensive~ let's say you had a little looksy the other day and felt the pain of nonexistent money being drained from your bank account-
-sun found you adorable.
-No more notes author is lazy
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