Five Night's at Scotty's

3

"Ariel?" Mark called for his daughter. She was missing. Winter was still asleep, probably not hearing a word of what was going on.

"Ariel, where are you?" He hadn't been able to find her and he had been looking for the past fifteen minutes.

He heard giggles coming from down the hall, and he started running in the direction it was coming from.

Ariel stepped out of a room, hearing her father running as he called her name. She didn't want him to find her new friends. They told her that he would take them away.

"Oh thank god," Mark breathes out. "Where have you been?" He didn't want to lose his little girl. He walked up to her and picked her up, holding her on his hip.

She giggles, hugging his neck. "I was just looking around, daddy."

He hugs her against his chest tightly as if he would drop her. "Don't wander around without daddy, okay?"

She nods.

As Mark turns and walks back to the security room, Ariel keeps watch over his shoulder.

She holds in her giggles, watching Fox-- Avi-- walk down the hallway silently behind her and her father.

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"Why don't you go back to sleep now, sweetheart."

Ariel shakes her head, clinging onto Mark's neck as he tries to put her down.

"I wanna watch the cameras with you," she tells him. She wanted to see what her friends were doing.

Mark sighs, and sits in his chair, putting Ariel in his lap. He clicks through the cameras, catching Foxy outside of his cave.

"But he was just..." he hushes when he hears moving from a different camera. He flips to the party room, seeing Chica there.

"What's going on.." he mutters to himself.