After a few months the police case on us being missing ended up falling apart. On top of that, we had to start performing as the animatronics soon, though we were still really depressed. The other animatronics tried to help us, but they couldn't. The day before the reopening, I broke down. I started to cry, tracks of oil running down my face. I was inside Pirate's Cove, and I just laid there and cried for hours. I just couldn't take it anymore. When the place reopened, we got into the positions that the animatronics usually started in, and then The Bite happened. It was terrible. During one of Foxy's shows, since I was in control of him, it was starting to get really annoying, because this show was for the littler kids, one of which was named Mike. He came up to me to try and get other kids off the stage. "Get off of the stage! Foxy needs to preform!" He said, and the others backed off. I sparked, and started to lean over to Mike, my jaw hanging open. "Kid, you're not supposed to be that close to Foxy!" I heard a man say in the crowd. "Foxy...?" He said, right before I leaned down closer. "Kid!" The man from earlier yelled, and I opened my jaw more. I heard a CRUNCH! And I tasted blood. "I'm sorry Mikey.." I whispered in my normal voice. I had bit someone's head. They put Foxy out of order after the bite, so I wasn't allowed to come out during the day. I got really depressed, and stopped coming out at night as well. I never spoke to anyone, and got really damaged. One day, Carissa came to the curtains. "Jake, do you want to play hide and seek with us?" She asked. "Go away, I don't play games anymore." I said, and she stayed where she was. "What about tag? Cards? Truth or dare? Scrabble?!" She said, and I started to get mad. I looked up. "Go. Away. NOW!!" I yelled, but she came closer. I lunged at her, and bit a chunk of the suit's arm off. "Oww, what was that for?!" Carissa yelled. "Tats what ye get fer not goin away!" I said, laughing. I didn't play anymore, but hurting stuff really filled the hole left by depression, I didn't know why. "Guys, help! Jake pinned me down again!" She yelled, and our other friends came in. "Get off, Jake. She didn't do anything! None of us did. What happened to you?!" Autumn said, and I looked at her. "Oh, little miss 'one eyed ugly two headed mangle of parts' wants me ta get off? Well too bad, lassie, cause ye can't do nothin! I be me own person... or animatronic, and none of ye can tell me otherwise!!" I teased, earning a bite from her. "Ow, ye jerk!" I yelled, getting off of Carissa. "I hate all 'o ye! Yer all so... So dumb. I can't take it!" I screamed, running off. That night, as I was sleeping, Bonnie and Chica, who were completely unaware that I was angry, snuck in with sharpies. When I woke up, I went to the dining area, and everyone started rolling on the floor laughing, which I got confused about. "What ye laughin bout?" I asked. "Y-your face!! It looks like you had a surprise prankster last night!!" Angie giggled. My eyes went black. "WHO WAS IT?! WHO DREW ON ME FACE?! I'LL DISMANTLE ALL OF YE RIGHT NOW IF SOMEONE DOESN'T TELL ME! WHO. DID. IT???!!!!" I screamed as loud as my voicebox let me. Everyone's smile faded. No one moved. "WELL?! WHO DID IT? SOMEONE BETTER TELL ME IN TA NEXT THIRTY SECONDS, OR ALL OF YE WILL BE PUNISHED!" I said, looking for an axe. Lucky for me, I found one. "FIVE. FOUR. THREE. TWO. ONE. HOPE ALL OF YE ARE READY TA BE KILLED AGAIN, MINUS THE OTHERS. YE GET TA EXPERIENCE DYIN ONCE, I'M AFRAID. OK, WHO'S FIRST?!" I yelled, going over to Bonnie. "How bout ye!" I said before swinging the axe. Autumn jumped in front of Bonnie, getting an axe to the chest. The others ran over. "Autumn, are you OK?" Ashley asked, only to get a couple sparks in response. "M-me first. Kill me first.." She said. "OK, whatever ye wish." I said, swinging the axe again. This time it hit her stomach area. She yelped in pain, getting hit again. And again. And again. The lights in her eyes died. She was gone. I slammed the axe tip into my own chest, regretting what I had done. I fell to the floor, the axe still in my chest. I felt terrible. The lights in Autumn's eyes lit up again. The others ran to the back room to find some spare parts for Autumn. They came back with a few, and did their best to fix her. I, on the other hand, crawled away, leaking oil.
