Three nights as a kit

Chapter 3- Chasing Vincent

What's up! Sorry for the long wait, these weeks were kind of busy and I didn't get much time to write...

Anyway, now for the news.

If your into mysteries or you want to know what the life of the animatronics were like before they...well, became what they were, you should check out my other story. It's not as light as this story, but if your into that kind of stuff, im not gonna stop you. But I may re-write the story, just to let you know.

Now there are two nightmares....(Welcome to the party Bonnie)

And that's all really,

Now for your reguraly scheduled chapter

Chapter 3

"Wait, did you just punch through a door?" Bonnie said still in shock after seeing Chica punch through the door as if it were Styrofoam.

"Shut up!" She said in a voice that Mike had never heard, it was almost a human's voice, only really angry and sounded like the person really was about to lose it.

Mike saw another strange thing happening to the once friendly chicken, some sort of red ooze started coming out of her costume from her joints.

He guessed that it was blood.

Her blood.

He was more terrified of Chica now than he had been since he was working here, and that was saying something.

Soon Mike heard the sound of the doorknob being unlocked, then it opened to the spare parts room.

"Chica," Freddy said "Calm down,"

She still remained in her form where red ooze came out, as if she had never heard Freddy.

For a few moments the tension was incredibly high, almost as if Mike could touch it.

Suddenly the red ooze stopped coming out of Chica's costume. Then she sighed and sounded more like herself.

"Sorry guys," She said "I really hoped that I would never have had to do that."

"It's okay," Bonnie said "We all hate Vincent, but we still need to control ourselves, or else were no better than him."

Chica sighed then entered the room.

The spare parts room was already small enough with a six-foot-four fox asleep on the metal bench, but adding four more close to his size and a bloodthirsty murderer only made it smaller.

The anamitronics looked all over the room. But Mike didn't see him, and he guessed that they didn't either.

"Where'd he go?" Bonnie said "I could have sworn I saw him enter this room."

"Of course he went in the room," Freddy said "He's hiding in a costume."

Mike tried to get in the center of the room and step away from any costume he saw, worried that he could be hiding there, waiting for him to get too close on him and make him join his undead friends.

Then Mike heard a thump.

He heard it again,

"Guy's" Mike said with terror "I think he's in the vents,"

"Well," Freddy said "If Foxy was awake; we would drag him in order to get in the vents."

"Actually, I think I can wake him up right now," Mike said

"Really?" Chica asked

"Yeah, He should be done updating."

"Alright," Freddy said "Wake him up."