Springtrap- Sam
Phantom Freddy- Francis
Phantom Chica- Kelly
Phantom Foxy- Fletcher
Phantom Mangle- Ella
Phantom Mari- Mario
Phantom BB- Ben
Phantom Chica's POV
As each of us ran farther away from the direction of the attraction under the cover of darkness, I could feel the chains that held me down for so long... finally, break off... we were free! For so long, I longed the feeling that would satisfy us all, and now it has arrived, and no, our escape plan didn't involve any bloodshed. It just so happens to be that as soon as a drop of gasoline dripped onto the attraction's floors, the nightguard already made his way out the door leaving it open once again.
"Hey, Springtrap!?" Phantom Marionette quietly called,
"Yes?"
"Where are we going?" Mario asked as he struggled to keep a sleeping Ben, on his back, asleep.
"Deeper into the city!" At that moment, we instantly looked at him,
"Isn't that a bad idea?" I asked him,
"It sounds like a bad idea... but believe me it's not!" He started, "They will expect us to run AWAY from the city... they won't suspect for average citizens to actually be animatronics!" He explained.
"Now that you put it that way... I guess it's a good plan, but how will we disguise ourselves? We have nothing!" Phantom Foxy pointed out as he dragged Phantom Freddy in the dirt in order to make sure Francis doesn't lag behind.
"We steal."
"WE WHAT!?"
"STEALING IS BAD!!!" Phantom Mangle practically screamed at him. After shushing her for being so loud, Sam responded with,
"Do we have a choice?"
"I guess you make a point..." Francis admitted...
"Then it's settled." After a lot more running on the city's surprisingly empty streets, Springtrap made a sharp turn into an alley, and amazingly, we were able to register that and head the same way. "We can stay here!" Sam suggested as he outstretched his arms gesturing towards the dark empty alley?
"In the fucking alley?" I questioned,
"Yes." Everyone else responded which surprised me... since this alley was the most unhygienic place that has ever gazed upon this earth... but then again, it's better than that hell hole. I started to wander the dirty alley a bit, Mario sat on an overturned trashcan and settled Ben onto his lap, Fletcher stayed by the alley's opening in order to keep watch, while everyone else sat on the littered floor in order to catch their breaths.
"What's next?" Mario asked,
"We make one of us look human," Sam answered back.
"Oh oh!!! MEMEME!!!" Ella quietly exclaimed as she got up and raised her hand like a first grader who had the answer for a question.
"I'm sorry Ella, but you have wires everywhere AND a mechanical second head. We should start with someone easy." He responded, Ella quickly sat down in embarrassment...
"What about Fazfuck?" Fletcher asked as he turned around,
"I'm missing a fucking proper right leg," Francis responded,
"As much as I want to roam these streets freely, I have gray skin, dark red cheeks, and purple tears," he replied as calmly as possible.
"Uhh... Obviously Springtrap!" Francis told, "He doesn't have burnt marks, AND his eyes are normal!" He pointed out,
"Oh yeah!!!" Everyone except for Springtrap chorused at the same time.
"No. I call Kelly." He told
"Why me?"
"Other than Ben and I, you are the most human-like out of the rest. I am this group's leader. I need to watch over it and if something happens, I won't be there to help... so are you in?" I hesitated a bit, but I really wanted to see more.
"I'm in."
Marionette's POV
I laid there, on the grassy ground with my sketchpad in one hand and an HB pencil in the other. My mind was blank, which wasn't every day. I usually had an idea or two for a future drawing... but I just couldn't vomit any ideas out. It's like God is commanding my mind to uncreative. I laid there some more... before I felt a stinging pain on my right hand. Without command, I dropped my pencil and sketchpad onto the emerald grass and looked at my hand. Due to the fact I was out for a while, the sun gave me a bad sunburn on my hand which was bad considering the fact that I was an albino. Before you could even say 'Pop Goes The Weasel!!!' I had already dashed into the house and burst opened the door.
"Aunt Lucia!!! I've got a sunburn on my hand!!!"
"Sweetie... again?" I heard her soothing voice as a figure walked into the living room.
"Yes..." she sighed as she took a look at my hand and dragged me towards the kitchen. As soon as we were in there, she dropped it and started digging through kitchen drawers as I awkwardly stood there. Finally, after two minutes, the sound of rustling had stopped as Aunt Lucia raise my ointment bottle in her hand. She put a dab of it on her fingertip and took my hand and started rubbing my sunburnt hand. Aunt Lucia was one of the nicest people I know, she was Uncle Henry's wife... when he died in that fire, our mother started drinking and smoking, trying to forget her brother's death... but as it became a problem, we all were moved into Aunt Lucia's house who still alright, even after her husband's death. "Hey, Mari..." I heard her say,
-"Yeah?"
"Chica is starting her new job at the Maid and Butler Cafe. Would you please go to encourage her?" She asked. I nodded.
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Day By DAY... I aM STIll unSETtleD.
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Wanted Desires
FanfictionHe went too far. He took what wasn't his. He took THEM. The ones dedicated to my sister's children. But majority are now Phantoms. Yet they are physical. They have emotions... They are just like humans. He has jailed them in an attract...
