Toy Chica's Death Palace

Are you enjoying your stay?

Part 1: Are you enjoying your stay?
Introduction

Toy Chica's Pov
(Before she was insane)

I loved it here. The pizzeria itself was like home, a place where I could be free, a place that felt so big it seemed like it was supposed to be a palace.
The kids loved us, the parents trusted us it's just probably what every animatronic would want. Able to walk around freely, to talk to the kids in person and to actually be one of the best animatronic bands in the world.
The older models still sing with us too, wich is something I find truly amazing. I mean they didn't like us at first but Everything is fine...kinda. Well...Foxy and Freddy fight more than ever, Bonnie always mocks Toy Bon about his gender, Mangle hates Toy Freddy's guts and actually tried to kill him, Golden Freddy or should I say Fredbear was always avoiding us, shadow Bonnie and shadow Freddy were always the ones to scare the crap out of me and Chica, and me and Chica we get along...we treat each other as sisters but sometimes we fight...and sometimes break a limb or two.
Besides all of that we...get along, hopefully.

But there's no time to worry about that stuff. I need to entertain the kids.

Part 1 Chapter 1: Who would hate us?

9:00PM closing song

Toy Chica's Pov
(Before she was insane)

I stood proudly on stage. I felt...big and just...proud. It's not a new feeling for me but it's just great to have a feeling like this everyday. It's refreshing and calming. It's everything.

We finished up our song gaining a round of applause from The kids and Adults. This made me feel happy, happy that we could sing this song to all who made us happy and what we did just makes it feel like we're giving them that same happiness in return.
We waved and bowed but the cheering didn't last long.
"Boo!" I heard a snoty kid shout from the crowd. "Boo! Get off the stage!"
Everyone turned and looked at the one kid who supposedly was booing and hissing. Oh its this kid...again. James, James Miracle.
(A/N couldn't come up with a last name Im sorry) One of the most judgmental, homophobic, snoty spoiled little kid I ever met.
He never stops until he gets what he wants and forces people to do his dirty work. I don't know how he does it but this kid amazes me... in a bad way. But thus time he was calling me and mangle off the stage.
"I want to see them! I wanna play with them! They should play for me and no one else gets to have them!" He wined.
"Um...well if you'd just scheduled a time maybe we cou-"
"But I want it now!"
I couldn't take this kid no more so I wanted to show him how tough we could be.
"Hey kids! Who wants me to through pizza in his face?" I asked the kids. Don't blame me it was just for fun.
"Me memememem!" The kids shouted raising their greasy hands I to the air.
James only laughed. "Oh boy you sure know how to entertain TChica." A kid came up to me with a pizza and whispered "Get him good." So that's what I'm gonna do.
I raised the pizza, aiming it for his face. Doitsoitdoit. My mind cheered as I finally threw it.

Shorter than ever :(