Francis was, to put it lightly, Stressed beyond measure. Why, whatever deity watching over him may ask? Well, Benny was missing. Gone with the wind. Nowhere to be found. So, he, Foxy and Roxy were frantically searching as subtly as they could. They checked all of their usual haunts.
They all were frantically running to Fiona now, ready to ask her if she had seen them. Only to hear loud laughter echoing from her room, sounding like not only Fiona's, but also a certain missing rabbit's. They all sighed in relief.
Foxy practically ran to open the door, revealing the two laying on their stomachs on the floor. Between them were a few random dolls- likely from lost and found, left for months, until it was almost thrown out- that they puppeteered around. Fiona perked up at their arrival.
"Oh, hi guys! We were- What's wrong." Her face contorted into a deep concern, a frown settling on her maw. Benny looked up at them, frowning with Fiona as they furrowed their brow in confusion and worry.
"Nothing." Fracis spoke, relieved. "We were just looking for Benny, is all. Couldn't find them. Glad to know you're both alright." Fiona blinked up at them, before smiling both sheepishly and sympathetically. Benny wilted a little, glancing down at the doll they held.
Francis wouldn't let that stand, so he walked over and sat down beside his brother, watching as they perked up again and resumed playing with Fiona. Apparently they were playing a murder mystery. Fun, he supposed.
Roxy sat back beside Fiona, and Foxy laid down on his stomach to watch them, fitting himself into their little circle with his arms under his chin. Watching his family mess around, he felt a sudden wave of fondness, relief, and most strongly, utter exhaustion.
Turning to lay down on his stomach opposite of Foxy, Francis watched as Fiona began to discover who the murderer was. As the minutes went on, his eyelids began to get heavier and heavier. The shadows seemed to swarm around him just a little more than usual, and Francis finally fell asleep, to the sound of Benny giggling, Fiona cackling, Roxy teasing Fiona, and Foxy's amused snorts.
He could certainly get used to it, if only it didn't give him a cric in the neck.
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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...
