•°Chapter 15: *"Don't bring a knife to a sword fight"*°•

-{TW: MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE}-

Monty scurried back and forth in his room as if he had places to be at this hour, he mindlessly picked up a few of his darts then hurled them towards his worn out dart board. It was about 1 am and he dreaded the thought of performing with Freddy today, the more he thought about it he wanted to call parts and service to persuade them he was scathed. However, he wanted Freddy to forgive him but he knew some sappy shamefaced apology won't be the case. He needed to think of a plan, and fast. After all, Freddy was rather dispassionate about arguing (let alone fighting) and he became anxious awaiting their future relationship. He threw another target at the board, nearly making it in the center.

"MONTY SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M TRYING TO GET MY BEAUTY SLEEP, DON'T MAKE ME COME IN THERE AND SHUT YOU UP MYSELF" the infuriated canine began stabbing at the walls with her fists and claws, trying to hush him. He jumped up a bit surprised, he WAS causing a bit of noise now that he thought about it. He yelled out a half-hearted apologetic excuse before recalling his previous thoughts. An idea popped in his mind that seemed to satisfy the adrenaline and rage bubbling inside him. *Sun* he despised just the thought of him. There WAS a time when he used to playfully cutthroats with him but they began to grow more distant and loathe each other with their endless arguments. Sun looked to be a rather scrawny animatronic with their insincere cheerfulness and their creepy expressionless smile, it almost gave him the creeps. There also was a time when he enjoyed the Moon animatronics company, but now it left a sour taste in his mouth.

Sun and Moon were nothing but hypocrites who judged and gossiped about everyone around them. They despise everyone and everything around them as if they were an angsty teenager living in their mothers basement. And he was going to end it, by beating the shit out of them. He was tired of their rambling just as much as Freddy did, maybe even more. Either way, you DON'T fuck around with Montys family. He carefully slid over to his door, not wanting to upset Roxy again and shut it behind him. Monty began to wonder if Sun was as good of a fighter as much as he was spreading rumors.

"You don't bring a knife to a swords fight"