~~Chapter 25~~

STARTING THIS SHIT AGAIN WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
So, reading it, the adoption part makes it super awkward, and I'm only, like, 13, so... Idk how all that works, y'know...? VANESSA KIDNAPPED US YAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!
Anyways (●'◡'●) Enjoy~!

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Previously...

"I'm still here, ya know. I won't be leaving anytime soon."

"Good morning, Y/n. Do you want waffles?"

"These constructions are confusing. What the fuck does this sentence mean? Why'd they state it like that-?"

"I don't know if that was being sarcastic and rude, or if you were congratulating her."

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Narrator POV

Freddy and you walk out from the bedroom. Freddy sits on the couch, and you glance at Vanessa and Gregory, who are talking. "What's up?" You ask, walking up to them.

"Talking about the Pizzaplex." Gregory answers. "For some reason, kids are still going missing. The thing is, Vanessa isn't under that... Entity's control anymore. So I'm trying to think." He places his elbow on the counter, reading over a newspaper article about the Pizzaplex.

"...I don't get why they haven't closed." You reply, looking from the paper to Vanessa. "I mean, if my kid went missing at a Plex, I'm sure I'd sue them, right? And so many lawsuits would lead to closing? So...?"

"It's Fazbear Entertainment, Y/n." Freddy chimes in. "The company... Has its past."

"For sure." Vanessa agrees, walking to the couch and watching whatever Freddy turned on.

You hum softly, glancing at the TV before letting a sigh escape your mouth. "Alright, but still. That's just more of a reason to close the place. Plus that sink hole is a hazard. You know, the one under Roxy's Raceway."

Gregory hums and speaks. "I'm tempted to go back just to see..."
"Gregory. That is a shit idea." You deadpan at him.
"Yeah yeah, but we're not gonna put a stop to this if we don't. It'd be easier. Unless you want kids to keep disappearing." Gregory raises his eyebrow, turning his head to look at you.

"...It's still..." You trail, then shake your head. "Fine. We'll go."

"Kids, you know how dangerous that is." Vanessa chimes, looking over the back of the couch.
"We don't have a choice, Ness." Gregory replies. "We can't let kids continue to disappear, and just not do anything about it, can we? Think about all the parents."
"...You have a point." The blonde haired woman nods her head. "Fine. But be very, very careful. This is stupid, but obviously you're not going to back out of what you're set on, so I'll let you."

"We'll be. Very. Very careful." You nod. "We'll be prepared."

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Timeskip to night :)
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"...Did you seriously have to bring a crowbar?" Gregory whispers, his expression a deadpan.
"Yes. What I should've done the first time." You reply confidently, holding said weapon in your hands. "A strong swing will hopefully put a dent in their metal, and then they'll be like 'aaa' and distracted, unless they're Monty, then we can just zoom. Amazing plan, right?"

"....Sure. Whatever you say." Gregory shrugs his shoulders. They listen to the intercom announce the place is closed before moving out of their hiding spot.
"I can't wait for this to all finally be over." You sigh, though it was more dreamy sounding. "What if after all of this is sorted, we all become besties with the robots and then we come here all the time because Ness gets her job back, and then we just... Like... Hang around. I dunno. But still. I'd live at the Pizzaplex. If it wasn't chaotic."

Gregory glances at you, then starts walking. "Highly doubt they'd hire Ness again, Y/n."
"Hey, you never know." You retort, following him. "Maybe they might need two extras."

"We're just barely teenagers."
"And? They're low on staff. I mean, I'm not seeing much S.T.A.F.F. bots around here?? Plus, some humans need money." You shrug your shoulders.
"Fair point. I could start saving cash." Gregory nods his head. "So. I'm thinking we go around the prize counter, and stay there until we see someone."

"...So we're looking for the one lady?" You confirm, walking into the elevator that leads to the prize counter.
"Exact lady." He answers.
"...Alright. She's probably it. But who says we're not gonna be her next victims?"
"You have a crowbar." He gestures his hand to the red colored bar in your hands, making you look down at it. "...What if she knocks it out of my hands? And then stabs us?"
He stares at you for a few seconds, then clicks the button in silence.

"...Okay." You reply.
"You're thinking too much." Gregory chuckles softly, leaning against the elevator wall.
"That's fair. I probably am. But hey, the possibilities." You shrug.

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Hey! So, this was a very quick chapter, but I wanted to get something out since it's been a few days, and I haven't been very active on Wattpad... It's also almost two in the morning. So. Anyways,,, have a good day and I'll update soon.


This chapter feels so rushed holy-