Chapter 9: Plan

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(What I think doll looks like, I do not own the picture

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(What I think doll looks like, I do not own the picture.)

Linda and her mother and father were currently digging into their favourite family meal, steak mash and peas. Linda flicked a pea across her plate, trying to find some entertainment to spice up the quiet atmosphere.

"Linda, stop playing with your food." Linda groaned slightly and rolled her eyes at her mother. Her mind had been wondering other places since she had gotten home and frankly, she couldn't get her mind of the animatronics. Particularly the main 4. Linda tapped her finger on the table in though.

"Linda?" Linda fell out off her chair she was so surprised, even though her dad hadn't even shouted her name. She fell back and groaned, her dad rushing to her and helping her to her feet. "Woah!! You okay Linda?" Linda rubbed her head and looked up at her dad.

"Um....yeah fine, I just...um. Dad?" Mike looked at his daughter as he helped Doll take the plates to the kitchen "Yeah, what?" Linda rubbed her arm awkwardly before she too made her way to the kitchen. "Just a um, random question totally asking outta curiosity!!! But um, when you said the animatronics had a mind of their own........Whaf did you mean by that?"

Mike turned to Linda and raised an eyebrow "Why would you want to know that?" Linda tried to look unsuspicious "I was....just wondering what you meant by that?" Mike placed some cups back in the cupboard before he turned back to his daughter. "It means what it means. Those stupid walking shits have a mind of their own!!"

Linda hummed in response and turned to the stairs, making her way to her bedroom before her mothers voice spoke up "Linda? Were are you going?" Linda stopped and slowly turned back to her mom. "I'm just.....super tired!! Goodnight!!!"

Linda ran up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door shut. She leaned against the wall and took out a long sigh. "Phew!! Great fucking job Linda!! Ya nearly blew it!! If dad finds out that those animatronics gave us trouble on the night watch I'll never be able to go their again!!!" Linda groaned and walked over to her desk, that was cluttered with overdue homework assignments.

She found her laptop that was buried under the very untidy pile of papers and placed it on her bed. She turned it on and went over to face time, she scrolled through the list until she found her group called 'Besties'

'Wow. Ain't I original.' Linda thought, she pressed the find friends button and waited for her friends to pick up. As she did this she went to her cupboard pulled out a pair of shorts and a short sleeved shirt. She slipped off her red over shirt and under shirt and slipped on her PJ top

Harry's POV:

I'm sitting on my untidy bed, a soda and a plate of toasted cheese sandwiches are on my bedside table as I scroll through my YouTube channel, gained a few followers, a few comments, got a like on a recent video. Same old same old.

A message suddenly appeared in the bottom corner of my laptop screen, "Huh?" Oh, it's someone on face time, probably Charles or someone. I click on the message and my screen turns onto face time.

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