I'm Ordered

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Chica's P.O.V

Chica clean the table, Chica wash the dishes, Chica make us pizza. Those are all the things the others have ordered me to do. Chica go away, Chica were busy, Chica your to young. And those are the things the older anamatronics have told me. I feel so useless, misunderstood! My so called friends don't need me, I bet you a million dollars the only one who I would call my real friend is Toy Chica. "Chica, can we walk?"a loud voice interrupts my thoughts. "Toy Chica? Why are you here?"I ask flipping around. "I just thought maybe you wanted some company..."she murmured pushing me forward. "I could use some..."I trail off walking after her. We walk for a while until we reach the kitchen. "Can you help me make some pizza?"she asks pulling out ingredients for the dough. "Okay, although I haven't made pizza in so long...the older anamatronic teens don't like me doing anything." I mutter stretching out the dough. "Aww! I'm sorry!"she exclaims hugging me.

Foxy's P.O.V

"Bonnie!!!"I cry out scratching my infected scratch. "Freddy? Anyone!!!" Earlier this morning the air blew under my thin coarse blanket, it was too cold to do anything so I got out of my bed but something circle-ish slide out from under me and I fell with a thud to the floor. Something sharp pierced my side, there was glass, ON THE FLOOR! "Gold! TC! Please Someone!"

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Tada!


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