The Marionette

Chapter 1 A Friendly Puppet

I was sitting alone in the dark, but I was happy. I know you're probably confused. If someone was alone in the dark they wouldn't be very happy. Well I was for a specific reason, I heard children walking into the room. They were whispering about something, but I couldn't really understand what they were saying. Then something got my attention, sounded just like Toy Freddy. He must be finished with his performance with the others.

" What is this Freddy?" I heard a small girl voice ask the bear himself.

" Yeah, I never seen this box before. Looks just like a birthday present!' said an older boy with an impressed tone in his voice. I think he is going to be even more impressed when he sees whats inside the box. I heard Freddy making his goofy laugh.

" It's not just any birthday present, Jake" Freddy said. Jake. Thats what one of the children's names! Better remember that when I put his name on a gift. Maybe I'll ask what his favorite color is so I can wrap his gift in that color wrapping paper I thought to myself. I started thinking about the other children and what their wrapping paper would be like. Then, I snapped back to reality when Freddy laughed again.

" This is one of my best pals, Marionette!". There was a small tap on the outside of the box. I knew it was Freddy's metal hand knocking slightly on my wrapped box. " Hey Marionette are you in there? The kids would like to say hi!"

I started playing my music. The sounds of the child talking about what was going to happen and the music playing was all I could hear. Then I popped out of the box! When the children all saw me they gasped. Some started clapping in excitement.

"Hello boys and girls!" I said with me being full of excitement as the children were. " I have some very special prizes for all of you!"

I ducked down back in my box and pulled out several presents for each child. I saw each childs' face light up with pure joy as they opened the presents and found plushies and figurines of the four animatronics including Balloon Boy and myself. Seeing a childs' face when they recieve a gift was the best of it all. It's like even if I gave a child a piece of scrap notebook paper they would still cherish it. Maybe I mean alot more to the children then I think.