Murder.
Cold blooded murder.
Scott had just killed something. Sure, it was a stuffed toy, but it was alive.
That makes it murder. He forwarded the conversation to Vincent and tried to walk out of the place.
"So," Mike said from behind him, stopping Scott in his tracks, "what was that all about?"
"I panicked," Scott said, "I shot first and thought twice. You would've done the same if killer animals were behind you." He turned around.
Mike shrugged, "didn't look like it was going to do you any harm. Now I want an explanation. I read and watch the news, I would recognise that girl anywhere."
"What girl?" Scott tried to sound as innocent as he could.
He had something in common with Golden Freddy. They're voices got higher when they lied.
"The Taylor person. Why is she here?" Mike wasn't having it.
"Look, Schmidt, you're messing with thing start are way beyond you. I wouldn't expect you to understand anything about it, you're IQ, not that you have any to speak of, is too low. You shouldn't be getting involved in this, now get back to you'r office. And-"
"And why are they old animatronics here?" Mike interrupted, "and I'm smarter than you think. I know you know something. I'm not gonna stop 'till you tell me what is going on. I-"
"Would you just shut the FUCK UP AND STOP BEING A SMARTASS!?" Scott shouted. Mike didn't even flinch.
"How can I be a smartass if I have no IQ?" He asked, a smirk taking shape on his face.
Mike.
Scott still has a gun.
But anyway.
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Fanfiction//Book Two in the You Can't series// Welcome to Circus Baby's Pizza World, a family friendly environment for children and adults of all ages. Taylor thought this closed down "Pizza World" would be the best place to hide from the purple guy. It was...
