It's Me

Chapter six

Spring Bonnie waved a cheerful goodbye, before running after the three that left. Fredbear followed behind, Springtrap on his heels to make sure his sister didn't die. He dragged Plushtrap behind him by the ears (that's right, it's making a return), because, let's be honest, you don't trust Plushtrap in a room with a lot of breakable things in it.

Like bones.

That left Crying Child and Adam stuck in a room together with a phone guy somewhere, along with some killer animatronics scattered around, a murderer chasing after them and two night guards locked in a room somewhere.

They were going to die.

To make matters worse, the two hated each other, with a burning passion. Yeah, they were siblings, every sibling has little squabbles that mean nothing, but when you tease your brother, give him Nightmares and taunt him with a mask, jumpscaring him every five steps he takes...

Yeah, that's how enemies are made, everyone. Take note.

Adam balanced on the balls of his feet (I do that all the time, it's not even funny.) and scratched the back of his neck like a nervous Bad Boy from the cliche wattpad books. He took a side glance at his brother, only to see that he was wandering around the room, examining everything he saw.

There was a lot of stuff.

Example: two vents, a desk, a spinning chair, a poster with Ballora on it that said celebrate, a remote on the floor that didn't work, a Bidybab.

Woah what?

Adam noticed the creepy doll in the corner of the room, standing in front of one of the vents. It had legit given him a heart attack. Crying Child obviously noticed it, too, because he was staring at it wearily.

It waved, then spoke in a monotone voice, "hi. You're alone."

"Ya think?" Adam answered sarcastically, placing a hand on Crying Child's shoulder and pulling him backwards as he took a few steps back away from the doll thing.

"I do." The Bidybab answered. At least it didn't have his friends with him, otherwise they were gonna have a bad time, "wanna play a game?"

"N-no thanks." Adam said. If there was one thing that scared him the most about his life, which had taken a turn for the worse, that wasn't the fact that a psycho dude who killed kids was probably after their blood, it was the Bidybabs.

All you had to do was take one look at their huge eyes and baby face, combined with their thirty centimetre tall height (or something), and it would be enough to scar you for life.

What else does this place have? Adam thought, it has two night guards, a Baby, the ballerina thing... A few more Bidybabs entered the room.

Oh crap, "oh, behold! An army of creeps that will haunt your nightmares!" Adam said, and crying child nervously giggled, "look, we would love to stick around and play monopoly with you, but we Gotta go, haven't we?"

Adam nudged the Crying Child, who nodded.

"Yeah, real shame," he said in a small voice.

"Yep. We're kinda lost, ya see? Soooo, yeah... Gotta My Chemical Romance." Adam grabbed the Crying Child's wrist and ran, pulling his brother behind him. The two sprinted out of the room and down the corridor, the Bidybabs behind them.

On grabbed Adams ankle, who tried to kick it off, but ended up kicking himself, tripping and taking all three down.

"Adam! You idiot!" Crying Child said.

"Jeez, sorry Mom." Adam answered sarcastically, like the sass queen he was.

The seven Bidybabs stared at them. Adam backed up a bit , before all seven pounced in unison, not even giving the siblings a chance to react.

Time for question of the chapter: Who do you want to die? Which character do you hate so much you legit hope THEY DIE IN A FIIIIIIRRRRREEEEE?

My answer: Vincent. Vincent and Adam. Although with things I have planned, it's starting to get hard to hate Adam. But Vincent, yeah, fuck him.