Chica the Chick [Chapter Twenty-Three:

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I don't exactly know who it is, but I ask,
"H-Hello?" I say quietly and await and answer while shivering.
"It's me, Bonnie! I'm gonna help you out!"
I am immediately frightened because, to be truthful, Bonnie and Toy Bonnie sound exactly alike.
"How do I know if this is Bonnie or Toy Bonnie...?!" I scream.
"Chica, let me in!" He says with a hint full of Bonnie in his voice.
"It's Bonnie!"
"How do I know it's not Toy Bonnie?!" I scream at him grasping the old rusty handgun I found earlier...
I walk back into a corner and fall over into a small box.
"What the heck?" I ask standing up, the banging on the door not stopping, but increasing.
"H-Hello?" I ask, furious from the nonstop banging on the door.
"Will you shut up? You are NOT coming in!" I scream at the door and turn back to the box, the banging slowly quieting.
A shadowy mist slowly seeps out of the box's lid, rising up into the figure of a thin black and white puppet.
"Hello," it says, "I am the Marionette."
"Uh, hello... I'm Chica..."
"Why, what're you doing in here?"
"Um, I was locked in here by someone trying to murder me," I say, in fear.
"What? that's awful," The Puppet says.
"Yeah," I say, shrugging.

Then I heard the doorknob opening.
I turn around and see Golden Freddy opening the door?!
"Your welcome," he says, opening it.

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Sorry this one was short, guys.
Anyways, this one was kinda stupid, too.
But atleast The Marionette is in the story, now! see you next time!
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