"Christ William, what happened?"
Vail said, dabbing a hydrogen peroxide soaked cotton pad. He winced away, a livid frown overtaking his face.
"Nothing happened."
(whats with all the questions girlie why do you wanna know)
"Just get the scratches on my back and you can fuck off until tomorrow."
He unbuttoned his uniform, revealing a white tank top. She shot him a skeptical glance, knowing full well not to trust him. Vail nodded, lifting the top and grabbing the bottle of peroxide to applying more. William bit the inside of his cheek in an effort to restrain himself from-
(Hollowing out that fucking girlies body)
-Flinching away. Looking into the distance with a blank glare.
"Whatever you say. I just have one more question,"
He looked over to her nodding approval.
"Do you happen to know the number for the animatronic warehouse?"
His face turned a pale white.
(How...?)
"Why do you, uh- ask?"
He turned around, forcing her to make eye contact. She inched back in surprise.
"J-just for routine maintenance and a cleaning perhaps. Freddy has seen much better days."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes. We'll call them when Jeremy and Marcia get back from the hospital."
"Can't Mike call them?"
William scoffed.
"That jackass?"
Vail rolled her eyes.
"Whatever."
(Damn fucking right girlie)
She gave him a weird glance, spotting a small hand-shaped mark on the side of his neck.
"Does this hurt?"
She slapped the bruise. William yelped, grabbing her arm and twisting it into an ungodly position.
"Why the fuck would you do that?"
Vail snickered, trying to talk in between laughs.
"I'll take that as a yes."
She wiggled her arm free, her wrist red from the few seconds of being held.
(You done fucked up)
"You know I didn't ask for you to do this."
"But you do need me. You'd probably try to find a way to get high off of the rubbing alcohol."
For once, a very strange sound echoed throughout the room. A very faint chuckle. Vail raised an eyebrow, unsure how to react.
"You're so bipolar."
She mumbled to herself.
"Who says I'm not already?"
He gave an almost, human grin. A full row of almost perfect white teeth displaying themselves. He grabbed the bottle she had been previously holding and opening the cap; William making a large feigned snorting sound. Vail snatched the bottle away from him.
"No using the rubbing alcohol as a way to get high."
She laughed faintly, screwing the cap back on and smiled.
"You know-"
William was cut off by a booming voice.
"We're locking up you two, what the fuck are you doing-?"
Mike walked in to see a almost shirtless William and an obviously uncomfortable Vail.
"Afton, the hell happened?"
"Like you even give a shit."
Mike growled, the same expression that he normally gives Jeremy in the mornings crossed his face.
"Donner, stop your flirting. You two are on night duty so me and you can lock up while the dumbass grape changes back into his uniform. Okay?"
"Yessir."
Vail slapped the same mark on the side of his neck and headed to the door. William wincing again.
(Call me a fucking grape one last time and I'll make sure to pop your eyes like one)
~~~"Just make sure nobody breaks in or steals anything and you'll be alright."
Vail nodded, pulling up the security screen.
"If you have any questions, Afton'll be in the back room. Just knock first."
"Okay, sir. I got it."
Mike smiled, walking out to his car.
Vail looked at the screen, noticing the camera to the animatronic storage room was nothing but static. She flipped to the stage.
"Bonnie..."
Gone.
Vail shot up from her seat, running to where William was.
"I'm busy."
"B-Bonnie- I...is-"
William got up from his seat, unlocking the door and looking around the corner.
"What about Bonnie?"
"Are you working on it?"
William gave her a weird look.
"Why the hell would I be?"
"He fucking moved, William."
William frowned.
"What?"
"He moved off the stage and is lurking somewhere, I don't know."
The color drained from his cheeks.
(O no)
He grabbed her tie, pulling her along with him. She reached a hand under the neck piece to prevent her from suffocating.
"We need to find him."~~~
He waited, watching. Glowing blue eyes following the two on their quest to find him.They'll pay.
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