Strings, A fnaf marionette story

The Hunter and the Hunted

Chica's p.o.v.
'We finally made it!' I thought, I was bouncing around, everything was great, then suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped drastically. I jumped under a cushion, and Poppy and Bonbon shivered. I saw a pair of icy blue eyes staring at me from behind Poppy and Bonbon. "G-guys!?" I squeaked. Old Freddy picked up Poppy by the collar and Bonbon by the ear. Poppy squealed and Bonbon flailed his arms. "Let me go you overgrown zit!" He shouted. Old Freddy laughed, but it was no humorous laugh. There was a strange tone to it, making me shuffle farther under the cushion. Old Freddy stomped off, still carrying Poppy and Bonbon. I was shaking, eyes wide. I silently crawled out and looked down at my trembling hands. "I have to help them." I mumbled, determined.
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Poppy's p.o.v.
I had no choice but to hand there, choking myself a bit. Bonbon kept trying to kick Old Freddy, but every time, he failed. I tried talking sense into him, but every time I started to speak, Old Freddy would let got of some of the fabric of my blouse, and I'd choke. I eventually gave up and just hung, silent. Old Freddy came upon a large door. He kicked it open and threw Bonbon into the dim room. I was thrown in after, and landed on top of him. Of course, it couldn't have been in the normal way, landing in a heap. I just had to land so I could have pinned him down if I wanted. I quickly rolled off him and sighed, seeing the door already shut. "Darnit!" I shouted and jumped up and ran to the door. I kicked it, but ended up with nothing more than a hurt foot. I heard Bonbon sigh. "Give it up, Poppy, you won't break that door down." He said. I looked at my feet and groaned. "Then how are we supposed to get out?" I asked. He responded, "We aren't."