A Guard's life

Saving souls 2: Electric booooooogalooooo

A/N: Sorry I'm late! Got a bit sick, then I got a bit unmotivated with my entire existence.
Some of the parts have may or may not been written while I was half asleep and it may or may not shows.
But ayyyy, here I am! That's what it's about after all, right?
Hah. I love you guys, I really do. You reading the stuff and leaving comments or anything to show it and that you enjoyed it is just a real life saver sometimes. Especially with rough patches like these, heh.
ENJOY!

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The silence in the room was deafening.
Nobody was moving.
Phone Guy looked like a deer in the headlights of an approaching car.
He radiated terror, so intense that it washed over Mike, flooding his brain. It was as though the feeling was so much that it now attempted to spread out into other bodies, just to continue existing.
Automatically, without any further hesitation he stepped in front of his friend. "Over my dead fucking body."
He was clearly serious.
She raised an eyebrow. "Have you ever considered using less... profanities? Especially such a confusing one as fuck."
"Fuck you."
Softly she sighed.
"It was an idea to consider. Perhaps it will avoid... odd misunderstandings in the future." Softly she leaned to the side to look at Simon again. "Now, you should go home to gather whatever belongings you think you would need, your stay will be anything from three days to a full week."
His shivering didn't seem to deter her.
Jeremy was confused and kept quiet for that reason. Obviously there was something going on here, but if he wasn't exactly sure why, he shouldn't interfere. Not someone like him, who was so prone to mistakes.
"I already told you, you would have to kill me to let me allow this shit." Even more aggressive, Mike stepped backwards, closer to Simon who gently put a hand on his back.
"Mike- Mike, I-"
"You shut up too. Before you say something fucking STUPID again. Something fucking RETARDED like saying that I shouldn't fucking sacrifice myself, I swear to god I will knock you out if you say something like that."
"... I, uh- I wasn't about to-"
Juliette scoffed. "Of course you were not about to. That would be rather inconsistent with your disposition. Phone Guys are prone to... self-preservation. As they should be."
"You- they aren't though, are they? You fucking force them to care about NOTHING but this shitty, self-destructive restaurant!"
Her face shortly became ridden with anger, before becoming neutral, albeit hard, expression again. "Of course. But they NEED the restaurant to stay alive too. Not only them, but others too." Looking away she shook her head. "Even the most cowardly person can sacrifice themselves to the greater good if they realize the gravity of the situation."
"Gravity of the situation, greater good, do you know how many people fucking DIED for such a shitty concept-?"
"Who knows how our reality would look like if people never managed to look past their own direct benefit?! Making the current day a little more miserable to help build up a better future is the only sensible step!"
"A LITTLE MORE FUCKING MISERABLE!? THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE CALLING THIS?!"
Phone Guy was frozen as he listened to the exchange. Every part of him screamed out to get involved, to help Mike in some way- but he couldn't move and didn't know what there was to do.
Juliette didn't let this phase her, as surprisingly she became calmer and stern again, as though she had been discussing with her rebellious teenager and now decided to draw the line and cut the argument short. "Yes. A little misery for a being that is not alive. Not to mention-"
Mike tried to interrupt, but she wouldn't let it happen.
"- not to MENTION that he certainly will nothing but benefit from the upgrade we will install. From the data we COULD collect, we had the ability to make a few educated guesses about his current state, including now the revelation of his self-harming tendencies, which all together led us to the conclusion that the specialized update is our only choice."
"Self-harming tendencies?" The poor angry guard had been hit out of left field by this, worryingly turning to look at the miserable Simon behind him, who just shook his head.
"What else would you call ripping open your own head for no apparent reason without a professional attending?"
For a second Mike was quiet, still looking at Simon with something just below fear in his eyes, but then he turned back to the factory lady, anger burning up again. "You have NO fucking clue what you are talking about, do-"
Suddenly, the scene got interrupted though by the heavy footsteps of a giant animatronic bear.
Funtime Freddy had entered the room and DELIGHT flashed up in his face as he spotted the new vict- visitor and rushed over. "WH-WHoooo IS F-FIgHTing HERE?? My-y FR-friends ShoulD NOOOOOOT! FIGHT!"
Instantly everyone stepped away, aside from Juliette, who looked up at him and Bonbon and smiled. "Oh my! Hello there, you two! Aren't you precious!"
Worried Phone Guy moved on the spot. "U-uh- miss? Would you- would you mind stepping away a little from Freddy? He's a bit, uh- passionate when it comes to, uh- playing-"
Mike shot him a glare. "What gives? Just let Freddy handle this shit."
"No, Mike- if we, uh-" Shortly he made a vague hand gesture, before dropping hand and head down in defeat. "I, uh- let's talk about that later, miss, would you PLEASE-"
But she was busy petting Freddy's muzzle, smiling enchanted. "When you presented the blueprints, I could not have imagined them actually ending up so well! He is such a beautiful boy! With such a sweet companion! What do they call you, little Bonnie?"
"Uhm-" The small bunny was a bit overwhelmed, but Freddy happily answered.
"I- IT'S BONBON! S-Saayyyyy HE-HELLo, BonBON!" Shoving the little animatronic in her face, Bonbon laughed embarrassed as she petted him over the ears, trying again to answer himself.
"Lady! Maybe you should listen to the nice Phone Guy over there! Freddy can get veeeery wild!" Obviously, he tried to be cheerful, but nervously was eyeing Phoney behind her, who could only really shrug.
Sure, he didn't want her to get hurt, but granted, he wasn't willing to get into the line of fire for it.
She kept oblivious to the tension around her and simply scratched under Freddy's chin, who seemed to enjoy it thoroughly.
Phone Guy had turned to get Jeremy to the door- the day was over, he should get home and get some rest.
Whatever was going to come next wasn't really for his non-visible eyes.
And just as he came back, it happened.
Freddy's eyes flickered and he laughed.
"C-COME, g-GIVE FR-FreDDY a HUG!" It lunged forward and grabbed her, pulling her closed, before crushing her ribs in his grasp, putting more and more pressure onto the woman in his arms, her feet leaving the ground as she struggled in his grasps- to no avail of course, not in this metal cage masquerading as arms.
She went limp as Freddy cuddled her.
Aside from his giggling, it was quiet.
Then Juliette spoke up again. "What is so funny, dear?"
Shocked, downright APPALLED Freddy dropped her and a bit wonky she managed to stay on her feet.
Stepping away from her and staring at the humans around, he pointed at her accusingly. "Why is she still moving?"
Phone Guy rubbed his dial, too tired for this shit. "You can't ask people why they are still moving. That's, uh- not very polite."
Freddy groaned. "Th-This SUCKS!"
Slightly Juliette tilted her head. "... you seem angry, dear. Is everything okay?"
"MeeEE? A-AngryyY? Nooooo!" Suddenly he switched, looking all smiles and sunshine. "I'm n-never angryy! Right, BOONboN?"
If Bonbon could turn pale, he would, sadly being metal came with certain challenges. "... are you okay, lady?"
"No worries, I am fine." Friendly she smiled and reached to pet Bonbon again, but he was pulled away by Freddy, who scoffed.
"N-no. You'll- L- be a bAAAAAAAAAAAAD influence o-on Bon. BoooRING!" And with that he walked off, to everyone's confusion.
Mike inspected Juliette with a new level of distrust in his eyes.
So, it wouldn't be so easy to get rid of her, huh?
For a moment it stayed tense, then Simon finally stepped up.
"We, uh- I can't leave yet."
"Pardon?" Juliette smiled confused.
"... the police, uh- they need me as their contact in here. If I just disappear all of a sudden, then, uh- that will probably look suspicious, won't it?" Anxious Simon showed his open hands.
Her eyes hidden behind the glasses, it was still clear she was staring him down, considering what he said. Then she slowly nodded. "I suppose you are right. That is a good point. But do gather what you will need to travel, I will try to help resolve matters with the police quickly."
With that she turned and looked at the stage. "You are dismissed. All of you. Please, do not worry about the nightshift... I would like to inspect the place for a little and I would like it to be quiet for that time. Farewell, until tomorrow!"
Nobody really protested.
As they wandered off, Mike grabbed Simon's arm and dragged him away. "First of, what the fuck IS she, secondly, why did you almost fucking STEP IN THERE like an idiot?"
Tired out Simon just gently dragged him softly towards his car. "What would you have expect happens if she dies?"
"Well, she dies and is out of our hair? Well, not that WE have to worry about hair, am I right- Nevermind." Mike make an aggressive hand movement. "From all the people who died at this fucking place, she won't be one of the people I will mourn."
"They will send someone else. And then someone else. And then maybe TWO others. Three others. You don't kill a hydra by chopping off the heads." A tad hopeless he sighed. "You don't kill a hydra."
"... so you mean we need to blow up the factory and everyone who is in there?" It stayed quiet before Mike rolled his eyes. "I was kidding. There are plenty of innocent fucks in there, I know, I know."
Worried Mike looked over at his friend as he stepped into the car with him, not even thinking about the action.
They sat there, driving through the dark, trying to come up with a solution.