Chapter Seven - 'Inside the Boxes'

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Chapter Seven - 'Inside the Boxes'


You rip open each box, gasping every time you open one. You find a weird plastic boy-thing, with a sign saying 'Balloons' as well as a few not-blown up balloons.

You shut the lid immediately. It crept you out. The next box has a ripped-up fox, with blusher and the endoskeleton visible. She's missing an eye, and has another endoskeleton thing on her shoulder. You shudder.

And then you find one which scares the crap out of you. It was a puppet thing, black with a white face and tear-like stains. You tilt your head to the side and then yelp, as it rises up and glares at you.

You open your mouth to scream, fear clawing angrily at you, but are chucked aside, and you land painfully on your shoulder.

Everything spins and whirls, blurring together and making it confusing to make out what is what. The fear grips you and holds you, knowing that the puppet was awake and had stared straight at you.

You eventually fall into darkness.


* * *

(Mike)


We're in the Dining Area, at one of the tables. We all met back here, and are now discussing what to do about the situation. I stare down at my watch. It's barely even 5.

I note mentally how Freddy and Drusilla aren't talking or sitting near each other. It's odd - they're nearly always kissing or telling they love each other. I guess they had an argument of sorts.

"I can't believe this!" Foxy panics. Bonnie's standing and shrugging. He's just told us that Chica hasn't seen her. "What if she's hurt? What if-"

"Shut up!" Freddy snaps. "We need to think about this rationally, Foxy, otherwise we'll never find her and she could be very well good as dead!"

Foxy moans. "She could be!" He wails, and me and Freddy groan at the same time. I chuckle and expect everyone to do the same - they don't.

"Come on, she'll be fine." I dismiss the worries with a flick of my hand. Foxy stares pitifully at me, Freddy glares, Drusilla's eyes are tiny stones and Bonnie shrugs.

"Mike could be right." Bonnie agrees. "You know how she likes to wander off. She may have fallen asleep somewhere. That's happened befor-"

Bonnie never gets to finish the sentence. Freddy cuts him off with a gaze, which lets me know that there's some sort of secret.

Foxy and Drusilla exchange a glance as well - a knowing 'we know that look, but we aren't going to show them that because they'll have a go at us' look.

I sigh. Why haven't I been told about any of this?

Oh, I know. I'm a human. "Hey." I say. "How about pizza? I'll go get Chica to-"

"Stop it." Freddy says sternly. "We've just got to think this through more.."


* * *


It was quite short, I know, and I apologize. It's because it's just meant as a filler. School sucked, but it's the weekend - yay! That means an update (at minimum) once a day, so that's possibly two. Wha-hoo.

Kisses.

- Nat

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