FNAF life of an animatronic

night 3 3am

(Its 3 am in my country My alarm broke again)

Chica the chicken's POV

"Its because we look frightening"

"Hey, golden."

"How's life?"

"N-not much is goin on." Foxy said.

"Why not go up on stage, pretend that foxy isn't out of order, and practice?" Golden said.

"For what?"

Morning?

"Sure." Bonnie said.

"Why not" Foxy said in agreement.

"Okay..." I said.

"I'll open the power" Freddy said.

I got up on stage. I then realized that my cupcake wasn't with me.

"Hey, chica, your cupcake isn't with you. Where is it?"

"In... the office." I said.

"Great. Now we need to get it then." Bonnie said.

I'll go get it for you. You can't go in the office since Mike will close the doors on your faces.

"Great idea." I said.

After a little while, Golden Freddy came back with my cupcake. With an sad expression on his face.

"What's wrong?"

I knew why he had that look. He was thinking about our relationship with mike. We didn't have a good relationship with all the other guards. We were just nightmares. None of us became any friends with anyone other than ourselves. But, if he doesn't quit yet, we could still spend time with him.

Its just... a little sad.

Its sad that he's alone. No one is with him except us. No other human being. We aren't an exception if we used to be.

We lived a short life. It isn't full since we died as children.

But now, we can because we can roam around at night.

Surprisingly, not even the 'bite of 87' would be able to shut down the pizzaria.

But, now that I'm up on stage, asking a golden yellow bear costume with no eyes named Golden Freddy why he looks down. Even if I know the answer myself.