Five Nights At Freddys: The Murders, The Bite and the New Job

Chapter 50: Buns Of Steal

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A large white Range Rover finally pulled over by the street, walking out was a tall man. For almost 50 years old Cameron looked pretty good still.

Mike popped out his head looking at him, "there he is!" Mike half talked to himself and the marionette. Grabbing it by the leg.

"brUHH" it squealed as the animatronics hand grabbed onto it. The bear did not care, for the puppet could not sense any pain its head had been ripped off and nothing much but an annoying voice yapped out of it.

Cameron noticed Mike as well and cutted in front of waiting line causing some... 'Anger'.

Mike followed over and they both ran.

They hopped into the car and began to drive.

Mike looked over at Cameron and studied him, he looks about the same other than how he was older and such. His most defined feature was his broad shoulders and chin. Not much of the kid Mike remembers.

"Ay, you look different" The marionette called from the backseat of the car, strapped in like a little kid.

"Yeah. Nice to see you too." Cameron replied, his eyes focused on the road.

Mike bursted into laughter, Cameron swerved the car a bit a the sudden outbreak and looked at him in both shock and confusion.

"Do you have a loose bolt or something?!"

Mike slowly calmed himself still giggling.

"What is it?!" Cameron asked.

Mike glanced over before muttering something with a big giggle, muttering so quietly he said "old man"

Cameron pulled over immediately causing a few honks and swears from the other drivers.

"I'm not old!" He defended himself.

The bear chuckled even louder "This is great! Now you're the one getting defensive about being called old!" Mike continued to laugh.

"Shut up" Cameron gritted his teeth getting hold of the steering wheel and driving back onto the road.

"Haha you even have the body of a 50 year old!"

"No I don't" its true he didn't but Mike was running out of things to say

"yeah, but, you don't have these buns of steel!" Mike turned around and pointed to his metallic covered in fur butt, it didn't have a real shape due to the pizzeria kid friendly.

Cameron rolled his eyes.

"So what are you gonna tell your wife when you get back?" It was the marionettes voice this time "You're just gonna show up with a puppet and a large rotting robot? That reeks"

"Shut up I don't reek"

"Yes you do, you're dusty, grimy and slightly green not yellow"

Cameron nodded "yes you do, we're gonna need to wash you and fix you both before my wife can at least try and understand that you're... Safe?"

"Fine."