You sprinted through many twists and turns to find your friend, who reached stardom side by side with you. You soon gave up, kneeled down on the floor, and sighed. A hand rested on your shoulder. You look up and see Joven smiling down at you.
"If you're here to take me back to the room, you can leave." You greeted. Joven merely laughed.
"I know every nook and cranny in this place. I can show you where she might have gone." He replied. "But, how?" You questioned.
Again he laughed. "You two are as close as can be! She would intend on coming back, but she'll need a sign." He pointed to the vents. "She may have followed these. Listen for her voice. The vents carry sound well." And with that he left.
His words echoed throughout your mind as you got up and followed the vents.
~Time skip by Waxed Jovenshire~
It had been about 25 minutes until you heard a certain clue. You had just about given up, when you heard a soft voice sing,
"I'm not a fan of puppeteers,
but I've a nagging fear
someone else is pulling on the strings.
Something terrible is going down,
through the entire town,
wrecking anarchy and all it brings.~"
You immediately knew it was me, mostly because I was a huge fan of Living Tombstone and because I never sang out loud. I sang to myself.
You turned left and found that my voice lowered. You turned right instead and heard my voice increased.
"I can't sit idly,
no I can't move at all.
I curse the name,
the one behind it all. . . "
You continued through the place, through many twists and turns, until you finally turned one corner to see a hunched form, hugging its legs. You knew instantly that I had been crying.
I looked up at you and gasp. You sighed softly and took in my new appearance. My mascara was now dripping down my cheeks, like lava. My red lipstick now smothered. The eye shadow was no better. It had been so smothered, it circled my eyes like a dog's spotted eye and revealed dark circles under my eyes.
You opened your arms and I got up and ran to the comfort and warmth of another person. You took me to the bathroom and cleaned up the make-up. Together, we both walked back to the Recording room.
~Another Time Skip cuz I'm lazy -.-'~
Your eyes lit up when Ian announced the losers of Five Nights at Freddy's. The two people who had the lowest number of nights had to dress up as the animatronic that took our lives and do something that the top player chose for them to do. Despite being the scaredy-cat you are, you had manned up and played. You had survived 3 nights when you forgot to check Pirate's Cove. You checked the cameras just in time to see Foxy run down the hall and scream at you.
Ian had survived 3 nights, like you. Lasercorn had went through 4 nightmares, but Mari had survived 1 and Anthony 2. As for your bestfriend, I had beaten 5 nights. With a few close calls, of course, until Freddy paid me a visit.
Mari dressed up as Chica and Anthony as Freddy Fazbear. I smirked at them, knowing in their eyes they were pleading me not to choose something like dance.
"Well, well. Freddy and Chica. Convenient. Alright ye landlubbers. Let's go an' make humans fan girl!" I say with a piratey accent. Oh boy. I came into the room as Foxy the Pirate Fox.
Wes laughed at the giant tear in the costume.
You blushed. You had to dress like Toy Chica. Way to be eye candy. Mari readjusted her 'Let's Eat!' bib and complained, "It's stuffy in here!" I scowled in response, "At least ye got one layer of cloth! I got two for the tear." Mari shut up after that.
Anthony stood at the door as Freddy. Ian stood by him as Bonnie. Joven chose Golden Freddy and was currently fixing the bowtie. Lasercorn decided on the Marionette (ironically). Wes was Jeremy because he didn't play, and Sohinki became Mangle because he was the skinniest.
I rested my hand on my hip and my hook on the door. "Ready, Freddy?" I asked Anthony. "Whenever you are, fox." He grumbled. You announced, "And no matter what they ask, stay in character!" Anthony and I pushed the doors to reveal the blinding sunlight of Los Angeles.
