Chapter 17

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No...







Not this again...





"You were the last person she was seen with!"







"I talk to many people, you can't just—"





"Oh save me the crap, you want me to believe she disappeared right after shaking your hand?!"







Its been a week since their last fight, and you start your shift with animatronics arguing in the backstage rehearsal area. The voices of both Monty and Bonnie reverberated the walls, and you could only guess that the rest of the animatronics will soon be here—after being notified of the ongoing... conflict.







Honestly, you should be used to this, the arguing between Monty and Bonnie has been going on for about a month now, and not even a miniscule of harmony exists other than after your long sermons about coexisting in peace.







"What is it this time, Monty?" you were tired, the "thrill" of keeping them both in check now faded, and all you wanted was to end the argument for the night, continue on with your duties, and hope that another conflict wont arise for the rest of the night.







You spent more time with Monty nowadays, since you wanted to understand his innermost thoughts and feelings and try to work around those barriers to unite the animatronics in civil tolerance. But it appears, civil tolerance simply is an incomprehensible concept for both Bonnie and Monty. Despite the attempts made by the newer animatronic to reconcile with the other, the alligator was adamant in disassociating himself from any trace of Bonnie's civil attempts. At this point, you were beginning to doubt Monty, was he really just this unreasonable and insecure? Should you be more... strict when it comes to him?









You've been giving him all considerations that not even Freddy has ever received (not that he needed any), and yet... its like the alligator forgets every single thing when confronted with Bonnie.







Should you have him checked by the Tech team or—







"Some kid went missing yesterday, and the last person with her was this doucheba—"









"Monty." You warned, once again, about his word choice.







"Whatever, Bonnie was the last guy with the kid before she went missing. I seen it with my own eyes! He's—"







"And you concluded solely due to an interaction witnessed by you? Have you not considered other human entities who may have been in contact with the child other than Bonnie?" Finally, the sensible animatronic arrived in the scene, with Chica and Roxy in tow. They didn't even need to ask what was going on—it was self-explanatory, given the pattern of events.







But you were baffled.... Missing child? Again?







"Wait a sec, a new missing child case?" you repeated—mostly to yourself than to any of the sentient animatronics around. You and the security has yet to solve the other ongoing missing children cases, and now, a new one? Do these parents simply never learn to keep an eye on their kids? At this point, they should consider leashing the wrists of their kids for their own safety—and your sanity. "Since when? Why wasn't I—"







"The news was disseminated just this evening, about an hour before the Pizzaplex closed for the night. I was previously briefed by head of security during those hours, I suppose, we could keep a lookout for any sign of the child." The orange animatronic explained, same with a tone of seriousness and at the same time—weariness. Tired was the guy after a whole day's work—and he needed to recharge soon. But after catching wind of an "argument" occurring at the backstage rehearsal, he knew he had to once again change his priorities set in his task logs.







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