The Marionette

Chapter 12 I Can't Take It

Marionette's POV

This was unbelievable. Mr. Freddy is going to do something to me now! I have been thinking about what he could do to me. There were only two things that I thought he would do.

Number one, He'd put me out of order or number two, scrap me. To be honest I really hopped for number two. If being scrapped meant I wouldn't have to feel all of this anger, guilt, and sadness then so be it. Mr. Freddy would also probably do the second option since I am a puppet that can't be turned off.

I'm still amazed by what Mangle did. It was so devilish, I kind of liked it.

I have no reason for why I like evil things. It's probably because I'm a monster now. If I could, I'd take down all of these presents, balloons, toys, and other entertaining things and paint all of the walls black. The only light would be by my box. I would be alone and carefree.

I opened my box slightly and peeked out. Everyone was gone. I opened the box's lid fully. I turned around and saw drawings made by children. All of them said: My Fun Day At Freddy's.

Each one had a child by my present. I was handing the child a wrapped gift. It was strange to look at them. In one of them I was smiling as a stick figure opened the present, which I found odd since I haven't smiled since that.... Day of disaster.

Great! Which emotion was coming to me now? It sure wasn't sadness, but it was half guilt and half anger.

I started ripping the drawings of the walls with my stub like claws. Each picture was floating gracefully down to the floor like a feather.

I came across one that said: The Friendliest Puppet Ever! I tore that one in half. I held one of the two pieces in each of my hands.

"Not so friendly now am I?" I asked the paper as if it could talk then I dropped the two ripped pieces of garbage onto the floor and turned back to the drawings.

I was about to cut another paper but, it caught my eye. It was a picture of me and Madeline. Though, it was more artistic than the others. Madeline looked exactly like herself instead of some sticks and a circle on top.

I was in my box, smiling. Madeline was by my box smiling as well. I read the caption that was written in pink marker: Friends Forever.

That killed me. My anger and guilt went away. Sadness took over. "Maddie, why did it have to be this way? Why did it have to be you?" I asked the picture as if it would respond

I carefully pulled out the pin that was holding the priceless picture to the wall. I threw the pin on the ground and gently picked up the paper.

"I know if you were still here everything would go back to normal"

I sighed. I sat the paper inside my box and sat down beside it. Then I reached up and pulled the lid back down onto my box.

I took hold of Madeline's drawing and starred at it. This was all I had of her now, nothing more. She was now just a memory. She was something that would never come back in reality.

I put the paper close to my chest and shut my eyes. All I wanted to do was relax. It's really odd, even though I'm a puppet it's like I can sleep. I wonder if that's normal. I played my music box quietly and drifted off to sleep...

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I came out of my box cheerfully. There was a bright light coming from the window created by the sun. Children were laughing, it wasn't very wild as it always was. It was quite soothing.

A little girl's laughter was coming from the room. I looked around to find where it was coming from. Then, out of nowhere, Madeline appeared in front of me.