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˚₊‧✩*ੈ - hide and seek - *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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A light thump, so more over bang made me lift my head and stare at the wall for a while, and I noticed Abby's head perked up too, "You heard that?" I ask, and Abby slowly nodded, "Yeah..." we both, stupidly, got up and went out into the hallway, "Wait—" I whisper, before creeping into the bathroom to grab the broom that sat between the sink and wall.

I made my way back out and next to Abby as we creaked down the hallway as quietly as we could. The two of us peeked our heads around the corner, before staring at the beaten up and looming animatronic.

"Freddy?" Abby's face lit up as she quickly walked over to the animatronic, me slowly holding the broom closely as I followed, "Hold on, these guys can leave the Pizzeria? Since when?" I groaned.

"Abby that doesn't look like—" I flinch as a kid popped up out of nowhere, "I'm not Freddy.." the boy had a smile on his face as his eyes flickered between me and Abby.

The only question that rang through my head was— where the hell is the adult?

"There all waiting for you, it's time to go play." Abby's smile grew bigger while mine turned into a grimace, slowly inching the broom carefully to Abby.

"Come on! Let's go pack." My expression dropped, "What- no, wait." I groaned as I was tugged harshly by the wrist, my broom drooping as she ran inside the living room to grab her bag, quickly tugging on her coat.

"Abby what about Mike, and what about the-" my voice fell on deaf ears as me and Abby stared at the woman's collapsed body. "Silly aunt Jane, she fell asleep." The boys voice was humorous, "how do we get there?" Abby asked.

What do you mean she fell asleep- she does not look tired- or as if she was breathing. My eyes flicker to the boy as his head slowly turns to me and I flinch, it's not the fact I was scared of the little boy, I mean I was, it's just that this boy doesn't care, that the lady is probably dead— because... he probably killed her, oh.

We leave the house, me following behind sulking as I stare at the large animatronic, "god this is not how I wanted to spend my night.." I grumbled as we walked down the street, all the way till we found a taxi.

I first helped Abby get in, before getting in myself at the front seat as the animatronic finally climbed in, the entire seat drooping from how much weight that thing is, I mean, they don't have to eat, and I get metal is heavy, but Damn.

"Where too little ladies." The man humored, and once the car fully dropped down the man switched his mirror to look back, before getting the scare of his life, "Oh my goodness?!" His body jolted, eyes wide in fear as he looked back at the seat, and I did too.

Abby giggled, "Sorry... we came from a uh.. convention, Good thing is, we won!" I try and lighten the mood before I turn back around in my seat. "Not cool.. why do I always get the weirdos."

God that thing is huge, taking up the entire space of the back seat, he can barley fit, that's how much room he takes up, I bet that car is dragging, the tires on their last life.

The man started up the car and quickly drove off. "So where are we heading?" The guy asked, "Uh, You know that abandoned place, Freddy Fazbear's Diner? My, uh, our, yeah- our brother works there, and we were meant to meet up with him but our aunt fell asleep at the hotel so we had to walk here—- I'm sorry, uh... yeah, that place." I stammer, my leg bouncing as he nodded, making a left turn onto the street.

There was no taking, except for Abby's mumbling in the backseat to the large furry bear that looks like it went diving in a dumpster. But at least there was some good music.

He finally pulled up and we all got out, "uh, here." I wince as I handed him a dollar bill, and watched as he drove off. Abby grabbed my hand after that, tugging me to her side, as well as the fugly animatronics. "Come on, let's go." She was smiling brightly, I looked extremely uncomfortable.

Abby quickly left the animatronics side, making me follow after her as she ran inside, "god damnit-" I hiss, shutting the door behind me and following as fast as I could.

I stumbled into Abby as she randomly stopped, and she turned around and looked past me as I followed where she was looking, "Where'd he go..?" And the animatronic was gone.

"Nu-uh.. okay, Abby I understand these are ghosts, but I don't like this, we're leaving-" I hiss lightly as I could, but as stern as I wanted as I tugged on her hand. "No!" She pulled away from me, quickly walking into the main area. As she walked past, a faint glow came from the lights ahead. "Come on, haunted robots that are fat and weight a lot? How can this go wrong." I huff, and follow behind her.

I didn't know what was scarier, the animatronics being on stage, or them being missing completely. "Hello?" Abby's voice rang out, "Foxy, Freddy, you here?" I followed in suit of calling out, "Uh oh Abby, there not here, so we're probably bothering them, let's get out of here." I groaned as she glared at me.

I'm older than her and I cannot control her, Great.

"Abby?" I ask as she walks off to the side, where ugly drawings and stick figures were plastered all around, "Whatcha looking at..?" I ask, slowly stepping forward to see what she was staring at.

"Fat ass Rabbit.." I grumbled, glaring at the yell- Yellow? When the hell was there a yellow rabbit? Abby took her coat off and set it down on stacked chairs nearby, before grabbing my hand and making me follow along. "There not here..." Abby huffed. "Yeah... Abby I think that says something."

The lights boomed on, making me jolt, and suddenly there all on stage. "Oh this is great, vanishing ghost robots who randomly reappear." My voice cracked. I followed Abby as we walked forward slowly.

"What the hell..?" It sounded as if something came to life, whirring, and then- loud music. The animatronics movements were jolty and slow, but they played through speakers.

"Uh..." my voice trailed off as I looked to Abby, slightly bobbing my head as I couldn't lie- the animatronics did have foot music taste, or whoever scripted it, had it.

Chica beckoned us over, and Abby willingly went over, but I tugged her back. "Hell no-" tugging against me, she climbed on stage but I kept trying to pull her back- and that's when Chica tossed me off, lightly pushing me off the stage as I hit the ground with a thwack- my head hitting the ground hard, and all I could see after that was Abby slowly walking off with Chica.

"Fucking traitor." I whimper, my hand coming up to press against my thumping and aching head. I flinch as the robots movements me came more violent as they performed, or well, Bonnie and Freddy's. My eyes flickered over to see Mike and my eyes widened as he waved a hand to me, and I crawled over to him.

"Jesus, you okay?" His voice was quiet and urgent as he tugged me into a tight hug. "My head hurts.. or everything does- I can't tell- but Chica took Abby." I whisper back, "take this." He shoved a taser into my hand, and slid past me as he tossed the bucket of water on the stage to make them malfunction, shooting it with gilts of electricity with a taser gun, different to the one I had, so I followed as fast as I could after them, but giggled quietly as Freddy fizzed out and collapsed.

We both ran up and opened the door, to see Chica manhandling Abby, trying to stuff her into the spring locks of the suit I'm assuming, "Hey, leave her alone!." Mike called, causing Chica to freeze, giving Abby enough time to jump off and run over to me into my arms as I tug her tight against me, "You were right- you were right, I wanna go home!"

Mike quickly tazed Chica as she collapsed, sparking out, Abby quickly hugged Mike. "Hey you alright- you hurt..?" His voice was laced in fear. " I don't know, I don't know why she was trying to hurt me." I bit my lip as I stared at the fallen chicken with a nasty look, because I NEVER liked the damn chicken.

"I know.. I know. Listen to me Abby, I have been an idiot, about so many things... I've been stuck trying to fix the past but you are the most important thing in the world to me and I promise I'm going to do better." God, heart to heart why don't you. I stare at the two, "I love you too mike.. but we should probably go now.." she sniffles and grabbed my hand, Mike beckoning us out quickly. "Get me the fuck out of here." I huffed as Mike flicked the back of my head, "this is a life or death situation, let me swear." I blanked as we ran out into the long hallways with the flickering lights- and god they don't clean anything.

I was just in the front, Abby and Mike behind as I peeked through hallways and booked it. "Gah!" Mike yelled as he was tugged down at the corner, dragged behind the wall. "Mike!" Me and Abby yelled in confusion. "Abby- Shit, Delilah go!"

Abby ran but I didn't, I grabbed the thing Mike dropped and fumbled with it in my hands, before jolting back around the corner, and sparking the stupid cupcake straight in the eyes, kicking at it as it kept biting, before finally getting it off.

I dropped the electricity stick or whatever it was called and stumbled to mikes side, doing my best to get him up, "Shit no no, Go get Abby!" He said, his eyes wide in fear and pain as I nodded, my movements jittery, "why couldn't I have had a normal life with friends, God damn it." I cried underneath my breath, childish tears coming to my eyes as I ran off the stage, hopping off perfectly fine somehow, knees buckling though. "Abby!" I called, and she turned around to me.

"Hurry." Her voice cracked as she tugged me behind an arcade machine too. We peeked past them and noticed Foxy, in his terrifying glory with red eyes, looking and scanning around. "Oh fuck that." Abby stumbled into me, causing me to stumble into another machine, causing it to turn on.

Ding ding ding

Foxy's head turns to where the sound came from slowly, and Abby peeled back over to look but I tugged her back, shaking my head, pressing a finger to my lips, as thankfully all the other machines turned on too. Making it easy for us to slip away, going past machines, and into the ball pit.

"Get in." My voice was quiet and laced with fear but I tried to stay confident because the fucking— 9 year old was showing more courage than I could ever have as we sunk down into the ballpit.

I make us sink low into it, and I carefully pushed us closest to the ball pits exit but careful enough where it would be hard to spot us.

And holy shit, I didn't think waiting could be so terrifying, so my hand gripped onto the tazer, and held Abby close.