Mark stared at the broken down animatronic, gently petting the head. "I'll come try and fix you tomorrow buddy, I promise...I'm sorry."
The animatronic didn't respond, just laid broken, torn, and limp.
He gave his life to save Mark on his last night. He saved the SECURITY GUARD. The people they have killed for ages! So, Mark being Mark, he wasn't gonna let Natemare stay broken.
The next day Mark did as planned and the owners even let him take the shorter then him animatronic home.
It was a few hours before Mark was ready to give up, then a buzzing sound was heard and the eyes of the old thing blinked open slowly. "M-mark?"
The male petted the robot on the head. "Hey buddy...it's me. We're both safe now."
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Nateiplier Shorts
FanfictionA one-shot book about a ship that gets to shine. (Also...bottom Nate. I'm sorry.)
