Lost in the Deep Blue Sea

Night Time Exploration

(Y/N)'s POV

This is the night that I would take the chance. I will leave my stage like the others do. Hours ticked past as kids left. It had been another failure on my part today. I hardly thought about anything else today other than finding out what my band members found so interesting at the end of the hall.

The kids just didn't find much interest in me beyond an initial look. One or two might point at me and ask a question. Maybe another would stare at me for a moment. But it was just like how yesterday went.

At least the kids were having a fun time with the main band on the stage, shouting their names as they played in the party room. Constant noise and chatter filled the room from the parents and mini partygoers.

I could only dream, for now, to have a metaphorical spot in the band. Not just a little stage off the the side as was the case. I longed for the chance to make my creator proud and to have fans watch me.

But that wasn't true. I hoped that would turn around. That I would be in the big leagues amongst the rest of the band.

My eyes latched onto the new night guard figure as I watched them come into the building. They wandered around the front. Each one of us got a glance over before they turned on their heel to go to the office.

A phone rang like the night before. The phone picked up to play the same scratchy audio. It bounced and echoed into the party room.

My limbs inched to the edges of my stage. I was eager to leave my stage and explore the place, my mock home. I waited in anticipation for the phone to drop back into place in its receiver.

I knew now was the time to make my move. I followed the rhythm and dance that I had seen my band members do the night before. My eyes stayed glued to the camera as one limb slithered down to the cold, tiled floor below.

It was like a game of green light and red light. Once I saw that little red light on that camera, I stopped. The Blue bunny that I now knew was Bonnie was way ahead of me.

He stood amongst the party tables again. I slid my body down onto the tiled floor with a loud thump. My movements weren't as graceful as my bipedal companions.

With my body's loud crash to the ground, the wheels below me had me slide forward an inch. I quickly stopped my body before I could slide face-first into a table.

In a sense, I was much shorter than my mammal and bird friends. I wasn't much taller than a party table unless I hoisted myself up. Putting my limbs to work, I pushed and pulled my limbs to drag my wheels across the floor to the hallway.

Bonnie had gone down his respective hall, and I took the other. I didn't want to bother him. But I did leave my stage simply out of curiosity.

My back limbs pushed as the front pulled. The wheels under my body squeaked and spun as I pulled my body closer and closer to the office.

I could hear quite muttering from inside. It started quiet and difficult to decipher, but I began to understand what they were going on about. They had been rambling to themselves about all the cameras and things to check at.

Camera views audible changed on the screen that they used. I slid into my spot at the door and saw them. They had sat hunched over their lap with eyes glued and frantic on the screen.

I had gone undetected as I stared at them anxiously work. Their eyes darted around the screen.

I looked past them to the other doorway. Bonnie stood in the shadows, waiting for them to notice him. I waited along with him; I wondered how long it would take for them.

Though, it seemed like they only needed me to question it in my head. Their head whipped to face him, and they slammed the door shut with a yelp.

They held a hand to their chest as if that would soothe their racing heart. Their shift went from zero to a hundred faster than the red fox that saw could run.

Bonnie looked at me through the window with a blank face. His eyes shifted to me and the night guard. There was this expectation and anticipation in his eyes.

He seemed to think that I would do something. But I had the foggiest clue of what he wanted me to do. I would try to take a guess in the dark here, but I hardly had any clues to fill the blanks.

I didn't get the hint about what he was silently expecting me to do. The guard had sense gasped and slammed the door into my face to close me out.

It loudly came down with a thunk and a just of wind. Lights flickered momentarily to show my shadow on the wall. The guard yelped from inside the little, dingy office.

It had as much clutter as one would expect in an old establishment such as this one. It wouldn't be an office to take pride in working in. Though, how good would an office in a pizzeria be?

I moved on from this dark and gloomy hallway with a roll of my eyes. I pushed and pulled like I had before. The same rhythm and dance to get me gliding across the floor on my wheels.

Drawings from little kids hung on the walls next to posters of the main band. Their pages fluttered from the ventilation system, blowing air into the hallway.

Some of the little art projects from the kids were pretty good. It complemented what this pizzeria holds dear here.
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1000 Words