My Dear Protege (A FNAF Fanfic)

Chapter 29 Bitter Sweet

Vanessa's body shivered as the car was chilled from the morning's cool down during the night time. She had her blanket wrapped around her body as she curled up in the back of the van. Glitchtrap was slowly making his way around the complex, his eyes watching closely to his surroundings.

"My Lord, where are we going?" she questioned, shivering all the while and stuttering her words.

"We need to get you ready, I don't think you want people knowing who you are, seeing as you only have one jacket in your possession." He replied, keeping his eyes on the road.

"What are you suggesting?" Vanessa asked. Glitchtrap stopped in front of a store.

"Go inside and grab what you need, a simple power outage will cut the cameras and keep you from being seen running out as well as shutting down the alarm system" He said, turning over to look at her over the seat.

"Yes, My Lord." She said, having a serious look as she got prepared to run out. Her jacket was zipped up as she ran into the store. She slowed down as she realized something.

"What exactly are we looking for, My Lord?" She said, looking around.

"Something comfortable and something to match me." He replied. She went into the pajamas and served along the isle slowly. Her eyes came across a cloudy white onesie with a hood. She pulled it from the rack and checked the size. She could hear him laugh a bit.

"What? You said something comfortable." She said, going through and picking up more things, there was a pair of picnic patterned rubber gloves, they were a nice snug fit and had a heat resistance. There were tan colored slippers that matched the style of bunny paws. She smiled and spoke quietly.

"Ready."

There was a chuckle, "I will guide you." He said, snapping his fingers and the lights all busting, submerging the customers and employees alike in darkness, Vanessa wasting no time to rush out the exit door. She threw herself into the van and slid the door shut with a slam. Glitchtrap set the car into drive and slammed his foot into the gas pedal, speeding off onto the road.

Whilst in the car, Vanessa carefully pulled out a blue ribbon and a pale periwinkle colored pompom. She slowly sewn the fuzzy ball into the butt end of the onesie and tied the ribbon into a bow on the zipper. She smiled brightly and slipped the suit on, zipped it up and put the hood up.

"So soft!" She squealed, nuzzling the outfits material. She reached and ripped the tags off. Glitchtrap pulled into the back of the Pizza Plex parking lot and parked.

"And now, the wait begins." He said, chuckling a bit. Vanessa readied herself and grabbed her axe, she slipped her hand at her side and gasped.

"Pockets!" She said, her eyes bigger than a child's on a sugar hype. She folded her butterfly knife closed and secured the wings, putting it into her pocket and grabbing her mask. She put it on and her hood up, hiding her hair inside the suit. She grabbed the new gloves and yanked the tags off, putting them on. Vanessa pulled her purple shoes off and put them in a safe place, switching them out for her house slippers. Her hands dug around and pulled out the axe from the safety box that she had put it in, to avoid it sliding about in the back and breaking something or hurting herself. She grabbed a belt she had snatched and strapped it over her shoulder, putting the axe in the holster she had sewn into the belt.

Night fell after a long while. Vanessa watching outside the back windows and slowly creeping out of the van. Glitchtrap stood as a ghostly apparition beside her.

"Remember our plan?" He questions.

"Yes, My Lord." She said quietly. She grabbed her jacket, tying it around her waist and grabbing a blanket, clipping it at her neck and using it as a cloak to shield herself and the weapon hosted on her back like a zombie apocalypse weapon. She pulled the loose part of the blanket over her head and hid her long beant bunny ears. Slowly she waited in the back for every person and car to leave. She was on guard, it didn't seem to die down either.

"Just stay agile my little follower." He said quietly, as if he was speaking directly in her ear. Her brow furrowed and she nodded.

"Yes, My Lord." She mumbled.

Slowly the sun went down and night shrouded over the city as well as the Pizza Plex. Vanessa sprung into action and shot out of the back of the van. Her eyes stayed concentrated on what was ahead, despite the lack of vision her movement and sight were near perfection, which pleased Glitchtrap. Her eyes wandered about and she grabbed hold of a pipe that connected to the top of the building and it's gutter. She wrapped her arms and legs around it snuggly and began inching her way up the gutter pipe. It was a slow climb but she eventually made it to the top, sitting atop the flat roof of the building. She stared down below at the now smaller looking parking lot. She turned and saw the lights from inside the building shining out from the skylight. She snuck towards it and looked inside, she could see the main area where the robots would perform. She smirked beneath her mask and knocked gently around on the glass, searching for a loose window. Vanessa hummed, a bit confused and sure she could get in this way.

"What about the entrance?" Glitchtrap chimed. She looked over and saw the human sized boxed with a door in the narrow end. She ran to it and pulled a pin from her pocket as well as her knife. She flipped the blade out and stuck the pin inside the lock, holding down the small lever that kept the lock together. She stuck the tip of her blade in, tediously turning it and with only a matter of time it ticked, the door handle now loose. She put the knife and pin away. Grabbing the handle she slowly turned the knob and cracked the door open, checking around for a blaring red dot that would signal a camera. None in sight, she went inside and closed the behind herself quietly.

She crept down the metal stairs and onto the top floor, she was in a balcony and could see the lights shutting off and leaving only the emergency lights for the robots. She starred.

"We're in, what now?" She whispered. Glitchtrap eyed the animatronics.

"Get rid of the mechanical hunk of junks down below." He ordered. She nodded.

"Got it." She replied, racing down the steps silently, like a cat landing on their feet from a counter. Her eyes watched carefully for any cameras or people. There were surprisingly no cameras in sight.

"They really don't security cameras in this place?" She whispered to herself. She ran over and spotted the robots, the remaining lights illuminating their faces ominously.

"Cool." She flipped her cloak hood down and pulled her axe from behind herself. She raised her axe above her head and readied to smash it into Freddy.

"For Lord Glitchtrap." She spoke, her voice dripping with a vengeance like tone.