Five Nights At Freddys: The Murders, The Bite and the New Job

Chapter 52: Enough.

The echo of feet tapped across the ground, from Laurene, asmall woman, running from one room and back.
The puppet looked at the woman harshly, its eyes sternly lachted onto her as she passes in and out the rooms. The stare could almost feel like its eyes pierced right through her every time she got in the room, almost as if it got worse and worse each time.

Finally after a while of fiddling about,the puppet spoke out in a rather agitated tone "you've been running in and out the room like a madman or should i say, madwoman! All you need is some thread and a needle!" It pushed itself up from its laying position,  latching on to the needle yeilding it. Pointing it towards the direction of her face.

The woman stopped to look at the puppet, staggering a bit. Thoughts of the possibility of how it might stab her ran through her mind, but it was only a needle that could easily break of twisted.
" Yes, but I also need parts for your friend too" she explained trying to locate a wrench as her hand searched for it on the self.

She thought the thing, the puppet, was some kind of a little abomination  being. It spoke out in an obnoxious bitter tone towards her and regards her name as just 'woman'
If she were to be truthful she would have it rid out her home. But she just went along with it, the sooner it was fixed the sooner it would get out.

She sighed and looked at the puppet, its unnerving vibe brushed off of it and into the atmosphere. Such a small child's object sure had quite a wicked feeling from out of nowhere.

She gradually sat down at the table and grabbed its arm, the once soft fabric turned hard and dusty, less of a black and turned into a more dark faded hue of purple. She grabbed the arm firmly letting it know she wasn't pleased with its presence. She jabbed the needle into its arm and be can to attached it to its body.

The puppet stared aimlessly into the air with a simple blank expression across its face. Not that it could really change, anyway.

Laurene finished her work up and tied an knot and a cross section to tighten the thread from breaking or loosening itself again.

"All done." She said blunty, not wanting to take part with that thing anymore.

"Its... decent enough." The puppet said degrading her work, it was fairly well done for the simple task, but the marionette had no interest in her happiness and slid it along.

Laurene could feel her face turn hot and red as she felt an infero of anger build inside herself , she hated- no she loathed  the puppet. Its attitude, its vibe just all of it ticked her off.

She let out a relaxing sigh, she wasn't gonna let this thing get to her.

"Also your interior choices and fashion all suck." It said in a brutal manner, that set her off. Well done marionette you released a fricken time bomb.

(Sorry it took so long! I had high school interviews for art)