Five Nights at Camp Half Blood

Chapter 10: Selfless Reptiles, Self Doubting Wolves, and Ghost Children

Third Person Pov

"Stupid narcissistic wolf. I'll show her!" Monty muttered, swinging his golf club. It was in that moment that Lucky was teleported three feet into the air, landing face first in a ballpit when she fell. "What? Who's there?!" Monty asked, turning to look for the intruder.

Lucky, of course, shouted, "NOBODY!"

"HOLY MACARONI!" Monty shouted, diving into the ballpit with the intent on catching the (smaller than average) child. Lucky shouted in surprise and the shadows surrounded her, bringing her to the catwalk above. "Hey, get down from there! It's dangerous!" Monty began climbing the wall to get to the catwalk."Uh oh..." Lucky mumbled, clutching Kitty close to her and exploring the catwalk. The 12 year old accidentally bumped into one of the golf ball guns, shooting one into the Hurricane Bucket. Lucky giggled when it made the ding. "If I press the button again, it'll make more dings," she muttered, pressing the button again and again, until the golf ball gun sparked, shocking her. "Owie!" Then she gasped, "There're more!" She ran to the next golf shooter, and aimed it. She pressed the button and was rewarded with another ding as Monty made jumped onto the catwalk. "Uh oh."

Lucky ran from the Golf Shooter she was at, and began walking around the catwalk, trying her best to avoid Monty. Of course, she quickly got distracted. "A button!" she shouted in excitement, pressing it before she continued walking down the catwalk.

"KID, NO!" Monty shouted, and the next thing Lucky knew, he had pushed her out of the way and they were falling. Then she was on the ground, dust settling around her and the surrounding debris. Lucky looked to her right and saw Monty, destroyed. He got hurt... because of her. She broke into tears, prompting Monty, who had lost his control chip in the fall, to say glitchily, "Don't... cry... kiiiiiiiiiidddddd." Right before he powered off.

This prompted her to cry harder, thinking Monty got killed because of her. "Where are you?!" Roxy, who had heard the catwalk fall, shouted, searching for Monty. Lucky gasped and brought both hands over her mouth in an attempt to muffle her sobs, dropping Kitty in the process. "What the h*ll, Monty?!" the wolf animatronic asked, finding the destroyed alligator. "Geez. Stupid lizard." She dragged Monty out of Monty Golf, completely oblivious to the scared, crying child who was left alone in the destruction.

Wendy Pov

"Freddy?" I asked, hearing clanking outside of the photo booth that I was left in.

The curtain was opened with a "Huh?," revealing Roxanne Wolf.

"You are definitely not Freddy," I muttered, preparing to try and make a break for it.

To my surprise, she burst into tears, lamenting, "Everyone wants Freddy! Why? Because I'm useless!" I didn't mean to make her cry!

"I never said that! In fact, you're my favorite," I told her, rubbing my hand on her back to try and act as a form of consolation.

"I- I am?" she asked in disbelief. She's amazing, it's a shame that most people probably don't tell her that. They really should. Even if they don't believe the animatronics have feelings, that doesn't give them an excuse to be mean.

I nodded. "Mhm. Really, it's true!"

"Thank you," she thanked with a smile. It was a bit shakey, but genuine, and that's what matters.

"So... uh, please don't hurt me," I asked. Roxy just tilted her head.

"I'd never hurt a fan!" That's a relief. "Do you want to come with me to bring Monty to Parts and Service?"

"Really?" I asked. "That's where I was bringing these bags." I showed her the bags, before remembering something. "Oh, wait!"– I checked Monty's neck –"Thank goodness, no chip."