Freddy frowned at the missing posters he had printed, picking the papers the machine had printed out.
But now, the pizzeria was old and empty, but the five who remained didn't seem to grow up.
in fact, even in their human-like forms one of them created for them, they still felt pretty good.
That is, until that one particular friend went missing.
She was a writer with an interest for science. She, in fact was a curious girl, who, ran after the mice in the abandoned shop, upon catching them, she would 'experiment' on them. She'd go out off her dwelling place, smiling. Joking around on how stone-cold your face would have been if you caught the sight of blood on her clothes.
Chica.
"Hey," Bonnie called. "Still messed up about what happened to her?"
"I... I don't know." Freddy replied.
"I still can't believe how pathetic we are without her, though. We all miss her." Mike said from across the room, on his laptop.
Bonnie stood up to place a plate of his pasta next to Freddy, still warm from being only recntly cooked.
Freddy smiled, adjusting his top hat.
"She would have been happy to know that you've improved your cooking."
"Maybe." Bonnie looked down at the plate. "Do you think I was a good brother figure for her?"
"If not the best." Freddy replied.
"I forgot how it all happened." Bonnie said sadly.
"She was doing her little dorky, sciencey, and confusing things in her room. Foxy walked in to see that she wasn't there."
"She always locked her room," Bonnie thought for a moment.
"But when she and Foxy were better friends. She'd let him have a copy of her keys."
"We all do."
"Except for mike."
"Why?"
"She says she's too lazy to even compete with his terrible puns."
"She seemed to enjoy their playful battles."
"She was always like some kind of kid."
"Mm."
The door to the entrance of their restaurant creeked open, then closed.
Mike was here.
"Let me guess," Foxy said in a snappy tone. "Haven't found her?"
Mike shook his head. "No."
"I knew it." Goldie drank the sweet—
"PFFFPFPFPT!!!"
There, Chica stood beside Mike, Mike had rested his chin over her, hugging the small girl.
"Chica?" Bonnie dropped the plate and ran to the two.
"Come on, Chica, it's everyone. Your friends, Family. We are your family."
She held a melancholy expression, looking up at Mike.
She didn't really look like herself. In fact, she looked terrible. Her hair had grown a little longer and her clothing was ripped, she held a half-broken axe and her little white scarf-bib (Well, half of what it once was) and one of her shoes were missing.
She stayed silent.
"Please talk." Mike squeezed her tighter.
Goldie wiped off the syrup that resided on his face when he spit it out in surprise, walking over to her.
"What.... Happened to her?"
"I don't..."
"ggg------—–·ggggggggoldie?"
she didn't normally talk like that. If anything, she would have talked like...
Chica: why does life hate me so much for me to hallucinate such a happy thought?
But she didn't talk in that format. At least she talks in
chica = to.LowerCase
Bonnie ran from Freddy to her in a blink of an eye, and she, too recognized him.
"i want to go home. to you guys. i miss you all so much. even vinnnnnngh... william. even after he had beat me to death, and when he killed my friends. i still want to be with him more that here."
"You are, You are, YOU ARE!" bonnie shouted. "YOU'RE OKAY, YOU ARE FINE, AND WE'RE NOT LETTING YOU OUT FROM OUR SIGHT!"
"to reset again, i have to do it again."
Her hands were too quick.
She slit her torso, and dug the axe deep into her flesh.
"CHICA! YOU IDIOT! YOU WERE OKAY!" Freddy shouted from the other part of the room. "YOU WERE HOME AND NOW LOOK WHAT HAPPENED, YOU JUST KILLED YOURSELF!"
- so lol -
(kudos to mortimer, who wanted me to try towrite in a story format.
good ol' mortimer.)
Freddy: no
Bonnie: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Goldie: *chokes on syrup*
Foxy: *time traveling.*
Mike: ...............
Mike: ...............
Mike: *le pokes her side*
Chica: *bleeding and processing.*
Chica: *loading reaction*
Chica: *please wait*
Chica: *loading complete.*
Chica: S Q U E A K
Mike: SHES ALIVE
Chica: HEH. no i'm not.
Mike: aw
Bonnie: I know, Mike, I know it hurts...
Freddy: nonononononono
Chica: *ascends to godtier*
Foxy: *steps out of the TARDIS* wait oh no oH GOG
Chica: LET'S GLUBBIN GO, YE LANDWWELLERS!!
Foxy: oh my GLUB
