Chapter nineteen

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Kit charged through the door of Fredbears family diner, with a knife in her hand. She threw in the general direction of the animatronics, then looked.

"Dammit, I wanted that to hit Foxy. Why did Chica have to be the person I killed?" She complained. Sure enough, Chica had a knife in the top of her head and had already fallen to the ground.

The other animatronics stared for a while, processing what just happened.

"Woah." Said Fredbear, "nice aim, where did you learn?"

"You're twin." Kit answered blankly.

The others finally realised what just happened and had a genuine reaction of screaming and tears.

"You absolute little-"
"I can't believe what you just-"
"You monster, what the hells your problem!?"

"What just happened?" Crying Child asked.

"Death." Adam answered his brother.

"Oh."

Kit looked at the dream team, including Plushtrap and Adam. She grinned.
"Well, now that that's out of the way. Hand over the panda and no one gets hurt." She said, then laughed at their reactions. "I'm sorry but your faces are priceless."

Nightmare pushed past her and grabbed Taylor by the arm. "Let's just get her back to Golden Freddy and forget about each other, why don't We?" He said, "you lot are staying here. Nightmare Chica, would you grab the plush, I'm gonna kill him when we get back."

A withered up Chica with three sets of teeth stepped forward, "sorry about her, really am. But I don't care." She grabbed Springtrap by the ears (what is it with people grabbing Plushtrap by the ears, what the hell?) and dragged him out of the Pizzeria.

"Uh oh, now what do we do?" Bonnie asked.

"We're gonna help you get your friends back!" Spring Bonnie said.

"And if it helps, I didn't know Goldie could throw knifes." Fredbear said.

The group headed towards the door of the diner, leaving and standing in the street. The Nightmares had already vanished into thin air.

"Wha- where- how?" Freddy said, confusion restricting his words.

CHICA IM SORRY!!!!!! I DIDNT MEAN IT I SWEAR!!!!
Ugh, I'm depressed now, I made myself cry. That was the first proper death I've ever done before. So yeah, sorry guys, I killed Chica.

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