Chica the Chick [Chapter One: The New Guy]

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Chica's POV

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"Hmm...", I say, wondering when to move.

The security guard usually is switching between cameras, so we have about... a second until he comes back.

"Hey! He's out of power!", Bonnie says, watching Freddy walk over to the west hall corner.

"Oh. ...We'll probably be getting a new security guard tomorrow, then," I say.

A couple hours later, I'm woken up by somebody shaking me.

"Shiver me timbers, it be showtime!" Foxy says, a smile breaking across his face.

"Ugh...alright then. You better hurry up and go back to Pirate's Cove!", I say.

"Yarr..." I watch him walk through the curtains and disappear. I can faintly hear him humming his classic Pirate Song.

I walk onto the stage and watch as the kids come in, cheering and laughing and pointing. I start to sing my songs and wait on the stage until we close, lights turn off, and it's just me and the gang. "Hey!"

Bonnie turns to me and smiles.

"What do you want, Bonnie?"

"Well, just so you know, we've got a couple hours until 12 A.M, and I hear there's a new security guard. Looks like we have to work the night again, eh Chica?"

Just like the past 26 years, I think to myself.

"I think his name is, like, Mitch. Ma....Me....Mu...Mark? No, Mike! That's it."

I wondered what this "Mike" would be like. Short? Tall? Fast? Slow? I stood there for a while onstage.

"I think that I'm going to go to the west door,", Bonnie whispers, interrupting me from my daydreams. "Oh...okay, then. I think that I might go later. Just to see what he looks like. I'm not really feeling it right now..."

"Oh. Alright! See ya!"

Bonnie walks away, looking slightly depressed, and then leaves.

It's been about 2 hours, and I think I've decided to go see who this Mike fellow is, after all. I peek through the window on the right side of his room and see him staring at Bonnie through his window, the door shut. When he noticed me, he shut his door, afraid that he was going to run out of power. I walked away so that he didn't have to lose any.

Later, Bonnie approached me in the kitchen to ask me a question.

"Hey...why'd you leave his door? You...you want him to lose power...right?"

"I dunno, Bonnie. He's just...different,", I say, walking away.

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