Puppet's Pain

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Mike’s POV

I sat at my dreary day shift position. I checked cameras and sipped my coffee. I smiled as I saw the cheering children as they watched the band.

Suddenly I heard someone walk into the room. I looked up and saw Sherry. She looked a little tired.

“What’s up?” I asked.

She looked very nervous.

“I know I’m aloud to do this, but I need you to come to the night shift with me tonight.” She said.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because some of the animatronics are anxious about Golden Freddy and the Shadows. I just need you to help us figure out what’s going on.” She answered.

I thought for a moment. I did miss the animatronics. I guess I could visit for one night.

“Ok, I’ll come.” I said.

Sherry sighed with relief.

“Thanks Mike. You’re a lifesaver.”

~That Night~

I drove up to the restaurant and parked. I hopped out of my truck and slowly walked up to the building. I passed Sherry’s car on the way up.

I stepped inside. Everyone was in a big group. Sherry was also standing there. They were talking about something.

I noticed that Puppet and Toy Chica weren’t in the group.

Old Chica turned her head and saw me.

“Mikey’s here!” She yelled.

Everyone turned and noticed me. They walked over and crowded around me. Sherry slowly joined them.

“Hey, where’s Puppet and Toy Chica?” I finally asked.

“I think they’re at the prize corner.” Toy Bonnie said.

I quickly ran over there. When I arrived, I saw Toy Chica standing by Puppet’s old gift box.

“Please come out Master.” She said.

“No! Please just leave me alone!” He yelled.

I walked over.

“Toy Chica, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“Master won’t come out of his box.” She said.

I walked over and began trying to get Puppet out.

Puppet’s POV

Mike tried to get me out of the box.

“Leave me alone, Mike!” I screamed.

I had thoughts colliding in my mind. Golden Freddy, my mother, Toy Chica. My head hurt. I was scared, filled with sorrow, and filled with longing all at the same time.

I was scared about Golden Freddy. I knew he was after me. I was the last soul.

I was sorrowful about how much I missed my mother. Ever since the day I died, I’ve missed my mother. I longed to see her smile one more time.

I was also filled with love. How much I truly loved Toy Chica. She was the only person I cared deeply about, other than my mom.

What was wrong with me?

Suddenly, the lid was forcefully opened. Mangle pulled me out.

I struggled from her grasp.

“It’s time you stop pouting!” She demanded.

I stopped struggling.

“Put me down.” I commanded.

She slowly set me down. Toy Chica walked over and set me on her shoulder.

“Are you ok now?” She asked.

“Yes. I just needed a few minutes to set my thoughts straight.” I answered.

Toy Chica gave Mangle a dirty look. We then walked to the others. Mangle and Mike followed behind. Sherry noticed us.

“Alright, you’re finally here.” She said. “Let’s explain the plan.”

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