William sat at his desk, staring at the flickering screen before him. Lines of code scrolled upward, each line representing a part of the program he had ambitiously named "Malhare." It was supposed to be a revolutionary advancement in animatronic control, a sophisticated piece of software capable of managing multiple units efficiently.
However, the program was flawed. No matter how many times he debugged the code, glitches appeared. The test animatronics behaved erratically, making them unsafe for public interaction. The code itself seemed to generate random errors, as if resisting William's attempts to perfect it.
"Damn it!" William muttered under his breath, slamming his fist on the table. The screen flickered, and the code froze, as if taunting him.
His friend Ace had come to visit, standing at the doorway watching William's evident frustration. "Something wrong, Will?"
William sighed deeply, minimizing the program and turning to face Ace. "It's this software, Malhare. I had high hopes for it, Ace, I really did. But it's proving to be more trouble than it's worth."
Ace approached the desk and glanced at the screen. "What's it supposed to do?"
"Control the animatronics more efficiently, allow for advanced functions and behaviors, that sort of thing. But the damn thing is glitchy. It's like trying to build a house on a foundation of sand."
Ace nodded sympathetically. "Sometimes we have to let go of projects, no matter how invested we are in them. Not everything is going to be a home run."
William sighed again, staring at the minimized window on his computer. "You're right. As much as I hate to do it, I have to pull the plug on Malhare. There are other ways to improve our animatronics, safer ways."
With a heavy heart, William moved his mouse cursor over the Malhare project file. He clicked and dragged it to the recycle bin, hesitating for a moment before finally letting go. The file disappeared, leaving behind an empty folder and a lesson in humility.
"It's done," William said, finally turning away from the computer.
Ace clapped him on the back. "It's for the best, Will. Besides, who knows what the future holds? You'll come up with something even better. You always do."
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Like I said in the description, this isn't a full sized story, it's just a small side project I did using ChatGPT and I thought I'd put it on Wattpad. So please enjoy this "what if" short story
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FNAF: Alternate Timeline
Fanfictionthis is just a short story I whipped up with ChatGPT for a couple of days and thought I'd put it here. this story follows a living version of William and Ace (from my other book) where in this timeline, nothing bad happened, which means no Pizza Ple...
