When Bonnie first came upon the idea, he scoffed. Who would ever need a 'rage room?' certainly not them!
However, at the current point in time, he was about to make the bowling alley their personal rage room. If only this faz-freaking Karen would leave him alone-
The screaming was beginning to become unbearable. Her daughter hadn't gotten a strike, and then she had tried to get a refund because of that. They genuinely couldn't take it anymore. His eye twitched at the rageful squawking.
People had their phones out, recording as they stared blankly at the woman yelling at him. Bonnie was midway through picking up a bowling ball. It creaked in their grip, the last warning before he suddenly hurled it at the bowling pins. Not even in a roll, flatout yeeting it.
They slowly turned around to face the woman. She had one hand raised, pointing to the air while her mouth was gaping. He practically growled, shoulders tense. They have had enough!
"Lady, your daughter didn't get a strike, so what? Nothing wrong with that. Stop trying to get the freaking refund, before I turn this bowling alley into a fu-"' His voice box glitched on the word, not letting them say it. "-g rage room." She looked affronted, but thought better of talking back.
She turned her nose up, grabbing her daughter and husband, dragging them from the bowling alley. He stared after the three, their servos twitching in his anger. They took a simulated breath, dragging his hands down their face.
"I need to get paid in more than being able to buy stuff I want here and there. If I have to deal with one more freaking Karen, I may just offline, Freddy and Monty forgive me." He groaned. A few stifled laughs made them crack a tired smile.
"No, seriously. This is starting to get ridiculous. Who lets them in here?"
(I wrote this while listening to Raging On a Sunday on repeat. Not kidding. Send help-)
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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...
