Chica's p.o.v.
On our last day before our temporary shut down, only a handful of kids came. Their parents looked very worried and protective of their children. They kept looking down the hall nervously. I nudged Freddy during our lunch pizza break, he blinked dumbly a bit, then I mouthed the word, "Poppy" he nodded and turned to the crowd. "Don't forget to go to the game room to earn prizes and see Poppy the puppet!" Pretty much half the kids went dashing down the hall. I prayed the banging on the door wouldn't start again, and luckily it didn't. The kids safely and happily made it to the game room. I let out a sigh of relief. The parents just stood there with these looks on their faces, staring down the hall. Funny, normally the parents would follow...
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Poppy's p.o.v.
It was quite a long time, sitting there, bored with nobody to talk to but the prize counter guy. Since I had nothing better to do, I made up this poem-Alone, alone, in the box again,
Its music playing through my head,
Wondering where I could be instead.Children laughing children playing,
All while I am stuck here saying,
"I wish I wasn't in this box, decaying."Children happy, while I am torn,
Between being happy every morn'
And wishing I could be reborn.As soon as I had perfected the last part, I heard a bunch of pounding. I started to worry it was the banging on the door again, then I saw the kids coming into the game room. I rested my hands on the edge of my box and plopped my head down between them. It was suprisingly comfy. The kids would every now and then come over and have a conversation with me, in witch I completely ignored my chip. When one of the parents came down, all the kids had to leave. Everyone was really sad, including me and prize guy, but the kids obeyed anyway.
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Chica's p.o.v.
After the last bite of pizza was eaten, most of the kids were gone in a flash. It was rather sad, seeing what could be our last customers for a long time leave so quickly, but robots aren't supposed to have emotions, so I sucked it up and smiled and waved. As soon as the last kid left, the manager walked in. He said, "Okay everyone! Great last day, sadly, I don't think we will be open at all this winter. On a brighter note, one last birthday is supposed to be held. So I want you guys to make it the best birthday ever held at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza!" After he left I ran down the hall to see Poppy.
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