Foxy huffed. Kids cove, what a place. Ah, what was happening again? Yes, 'Karen' was screaming at him for not letting her child take props.
"Ah'm sorry, ma'am, but we can't be lettin' none o' our props be stolen." That led to more yelling. Why couldn't the main band be fixed yet? He had been happily enjoying his time deactivated, thank you very much.
He huffed. He didn't want to have to do this, but... oh well.
"Ma'am, ye be banned from kids cove. This be the third time yer son was caught stealin' my props. You've gotta go." She did not, in fact, leave. Foxy pinged security. They would be here in seven minutes. They had a problem in Fiona's. The other fox couldn't catch a break, the poor lass.
The yelling only continued, and Foxy resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Seriously, her 'prECiOuS aNgEl' could do wrong. She just wouldn't have it.
"Alright, lassy, last warning. Ye and yer son 'ave gotta go. Security'll be here in two minutes, give or take. So leave. Ye be banned." A finger jabbed into his chest. Ah, great. Now he had Karen cooties on him.
He took a step back.
"Ma'am, ye aren't allowed to touch the animatronics in any form o' hostile way. An' that was clearly hostile." He said simply, adding more to the report. She had been breaking many rules that the pizzaplex had for its guests.
The Lady fumed, rearing her arm back, hand in a fist. Ooh, violence. More reasons to get banned!
She was taken away by security two seconds later.
"I warned ye!" Was all he shouted back to the profanities she screamed. He loved putting Karens in their place.
Ah, one of the few perks of the pizza plex.
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Oh, the joys of animatronics! What was that? Karens? Ah, shoot.
FanfictionThe PizzaPlex needed repairs, and so did the animatronics themselves. Thank God that they had extras on-hand! Or, well, an order away! I would like to tell everyone who reads this story, that at the current point in time the first few chapters suck...
