The Murderer's Child

When You're Not There...

5:57 am

"Look, kid, If you want, you can have the day off. You can't work 24/7. Don't worry 'bout it." The manager said as he walked into the establishment.

"Ok, Thanks sir... I'll probably be back before my shift, though..."

"Sir? Call me Zack, I've only just realised that I never said..." He smiled. "Anyway, I'll see you some other time."

"Thanks. See you!"

She left the building, leaving the animatronics and the manager behind.

"Right then, you miserable lot!" Zach laughed, wandering through the halls yelling. "We have a party today! Oh Mangle, did she not manage to fix you up? Such a shame the kids take you apart, huh?" He laughed, "Anyway... You better not hurt anyone... We are still under investigation after Jeremy and the kid were... Uh... hurt... I mean, you guys need to prove that you're safe. After all, I think we found someone you can't kill! At long last, we have a night security officer who hasn't died within the first three days! But, she's a kid herself? Well... You guys are odd anyway. Why have you been moved? Is she a bad nightguard?"

He was wandering through the pizzeria, trying to figure out how Shadow had stayed alive for an entire week.

"Is it because she's a kid? Is it because she's an Afton? Is that it? You're feeling sympathy with a killer? Oh, isn't that adorable... Robots sympathising with a child murderer." He laughed again.

By 8 am, the pizzeria was already busy with children running around, screaming. The new animatronics were performing, the others walking around as humans, hoping Shadow would appear. The had heard Zach and Shadow talking earlier, saying she could have the day off.

"She'll come back, wont she?"

"I don't know, Bon. She said that she probably would..." Chica was stuffing her face with pizza again, hoping someone else would continue her point.

"Bonnie, she's probably really tired. She was working the other night, then yesterday and then the nightshift last night. We're not really the calmest people on earth, anyway." Foxy finished.

"That wasn't what I was going for, but two more good points, sly fox." Chica smiled.

"The names sticking, huh?"

"Yup. I-"

"Mornin'!" Freddy yelled, entering the room again.

"Fazbear, be quiet."

"Why?"

"Shad's not here..."

"She probably went home?"

"We have been trying to tell him that!"

Bonnie left the room. No-one wanted to bother him. Last time they had, it had ended badly. He was prone to lashing out without warning, especially when he was upset or worried, breaking most things around him. Last time, it was Gold who had fallen victim to him.

"Okay... Anyway, I was wondering if any of you knew what happened to Gold?"

"Freddy. We're sorry, but we think he was scrapped."

"Why? Why would he have been scrapped? I'm sorry, but I think if anyone was going to be scrapped, no offence, but it would probably be Foxy..."

"Why me?"

"You bit and killed someone!"

"Hey, Hey, Hey! We all made a pact. That is never to be spoken of! I'll get that spoon again!"

"Oh, Geez! Please no, have mercy!"

"Well then. Apologise."

"Sorry Fox."