Chapter 2

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You woke up with a gasp hoping that no one had tried to turn you on, and all you did was sleep. You shivered at the thought of being thrown in the parts and service room. No, no, no! This can't happen, it just can't!!! You screamed to yourself in your mind. You felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked over and saw Marionette smiling warmly at you.
"Marion, did I sleep through the day?" You asked worried.
"Nah, chill, it's still the same abandoned place as always."
"Oh, okay. Good." You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder. You smiled thinking about that day. When you thought it was all over between you two. The day you supposedly died. The day you found out your best friend was the new night guard.

-flashback-
"I-I can't b-believe you."
"What?"
"M-Marionette." I pushed her back. She stunbled backward.
"Hey!"
"Why would you do that to an innocent animatronic?"
"What?" I reminded her.
"Ohhhhhh, that. Why is a stupid animatronic so special to you?"
"C-cause, I uhhhh..."
"You ripped off my mask." Marionette glared at her.
"So?"
"Why?"
"Cause."
"I'm confused, why wou-", That was the last thing I said.
-end of flashback-

All the events that happened that day raced through your mind. You remembered like it was yesterday.

But at the same time, it could have been yesterday. Ever since you became an animatronic yourself, you weren't the best at keeping track of time.

-Marionette's P.O.V-
(y/n) is so beautiful. Inside and out. I hope all the other animatronics don't find out it's her. They'll rip her to shreds. They didn't like her (like all other night guards). I did and Balloon Boy had a neutral opinion towards her.

I really love (y/n). She's gotten along with the other animatronics pretty well with them not knowing it's her. The only one I've told was BB. I'm sure I can trust him. I hope so. (y/n) doesn't know I told him. But I'll tell her. Eventually.

A/N-Um...some parts that say that are from your point of view, I'll put if they're second person or first person because I get a little frustrated writing 'YOU' all the time (no offense) so yeah. Sorry if you're disappointed!!! :'(

-Your P.O.V first person-
I knew I had a long day in front of me. Schreeching kids. How delightful. I look forward to it. Not.

I really love being able to be with Marionette a lot more often.

-time skip-
Here goes...

I popped of out the box with my arm around Marionette and his around me. As always, a little kid in desire of a gift.

Sometimes, I felt like yelling into their faces, "AS IF!!!" But it's what I have to do. At least I'm not expected to remember every child I run into.

As soon as we went back into the box, thoughts ran through my mind.

What happened to my life? My house? My car? My...THE WATER BILL!!!

I laughed at thought of laughing in the water bill people's faces. Marionette stared.
"What?" He asks with that really cute, confused face.
"Oh nothing."
"Um...okay?"
"Yep. Wait, question."
"Answer."
"Do the other animatronics know it's me?"
"Only Balloon Boy."
"Oh. Would they think differently of me if they knew it was me orrrr...?"
"Definitely."
"Oh." I looked away.

But the animatronics seem too love me! Just cause I'm (y/n) they'll hate me? If Balloon Boy knees it's me, does he hate me? So if I told (favorite animatronic that isn't Marionette or Balloon Boy) that I'm (y/n), then he/she will automatically hate me?

I was thrown out of my thoughts by the most adorable little girl I've seen. Her shiny, glistening brown eyes. Her wavy dark brown hair twisted into two braids. She stared at us for a little. I tried to smile knowing it looked nothing like a smile. As if she knew me well enough to tell it was a smile, she smiled back and ran off. I heard her footsteps quickly hit the floor.

Yay! I like this chapter!!! Or at least I think I do. Do I? Nah, it sucks! KIDDING!!! I'm actually pretty proud. Added an oc. Yes, it was that little adorable girl. Anyway, more with her in the next chapter! Bye! XOXO just cause I'm feeling happy!!!

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