Five Nights at Cafe Hetaloid

Extra #2 - Seventh Night

Warning: Cursing

~2:36 AM - Seventh Night~

        Anastasia sat in the Dugout with the purple and yellow star splattered curtains closed. It was fairly dark, but it was bright enough to see. Al sat across from her, shuffling a deck of playing cards that the platinum blond girl had brought with her.

        "Stupid bear..." Anastasia muttered to herself.

        Al looked up from dealing cards for their seventh game.

        "I know, right? He is such a pain in the ass," he whispered to her.

        The duo stayed silent as a hand with a jar in it slipped through the curtains of the Dugout. Al groaned but put a dollar in the glass jar. The jar and hand were removed, leaving the two alone to continue their card game.

        "Uh, whose turn was it to start?" the 2p! America Hetaloid asked.

        "It's your turn since you lost the last round," Anastasia replied.

        "Right. I still can't believe that you beat me four times already. I'm programmed to be unbeatable at this!"

        "Well, I guess you're not as unbeatable as you thought you were."

        Anastasia smirked at him, and he smirked back, determined to beat her this time. He laid down his first card, beginning the game. After twelve minutes the round was finished, leaving Al with yet another defeat. He hung his head in shame and put down the cards he still had left in his hand. Anastasia put a hand on his shoulder, causing him to look at her.

        "Better luck next time Al."

        "Yeah, yeah. Just shuffle the cards so we can start a new round."

        "Okay Mister Grumpy-Pants."

        "Hmph."

        The platinum blond girl gathered all the cards into one pile and began to shuffle them. She then dealt the cards. Al laid down his first card again since he lost the last round. The game went on with Al in the lead most of the time. The curtains to the Dugout were suddenly opened, leaving the bright lights of the cafe to blind Anastasia. She blinked a few times to clear her vision. She looked to the front of the stage and found the 2p! Canada Hetaloid standing there with his usual scowl on his face.

        "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the office," he said.

        "I realize that, but I can't because your stupid polar bear has taken that room hostage!" she somewhat yelled at him.

        "How the hell did he "take it hostage"?"

        "Well..."

~Flashback to Earlier That Morning~

        "Alright, I'm bored already..." Anastasia said to herself, drumming her fingers on the desk in the security office.

        She sighed and took out her phone. She couldn't text anyone cause of the time of night, and she didn't have any homework to do. Just then, her phone beeped, signaling that she got a text. It was from Vincent.

How's it going at the cafe so far? ~Vincent

Everything seems to be fine. Did you find my notes? ~Anastasia

The one with the list of things to have fixed? ~Vincent

Yes, that one. ~Anastasia