#killeranimatronics

[ I want to apologize in advance that these are so, SO late. Call it burn-out, life happenings, whatever you want. Either way, I'm sorry.

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Ok. 1 fact about myself.

WHAT WAS YOUR:

1.) Last beverage: Water 2.) Last phone call: Dad 3.) Last text message: "Yea :)" 4.) Last song you listened to: "Immortals" by Fall Out Boy 5.) Last time you cried: Last night

HAVE YOU EVER: 6.) Dated someone twice: No. 7.) Been cheated on: Not that I know of, but probably tbh 8.) Kissed anyone and regretted it: YES 9.) Lost someone special: Yes 10.) Been depressed: Currently am depressed yes 11.) Been drunk and threw up: No, I'm not old enough to drink

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14.) Lavender, Blue, Black

IN THE LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU: 15.) Made a new friend: Yes 16.) Fallen out of love: Not this year, but last year 17.) Laughed until you cried: No 18.) Met someone who changed you: Yes 19.) Found out who your true friends are: Yes 20.) Found out someone was talking about you: Yes 21.) Kissed anyone on your FB list: No

GENERAL: 22.) How many people you know irl on your FB list: All 23.) Do you have any pets: 2 cats, 2 dogs, 2 guinea pigs, a bearded dragon, and a tank of fish, as well as whatever's in the pond right now. 24.) Do you want to change your name: Sometimes 25.) What did you do for your last birthday party: Almost cry at Main Event, then laugh it off while trying to squeeze 3 girls into a bed meant for 1. 26.) What time did you wake up today: 6:45 27.) What were you doing at midnight last night: Crying probably 28.) Name something you cannot wait for: The next time I get to see my girlfriend <3 29) Wut? whatchu want m8 30.) Last time you saw your mother: 20ish minutes ago 31.) What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: I wish I could be happy for more than 3 days without breaking down. 
32.) What are you listening to right now? “Lips Are Movin” by Meghan Trainor 33.) Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Does a Thomas count? 34.) What’s getting on your nerves right now: Life 35.) Most visited webpage: Tumblr 36) Blood Type: Yummy I'm not a vampire what are you talking about 37.) Nickname: Hold out let me break out the fucking list: Doitsu, Germany, Jess, Jessie, Nikki, What'sherface 38.) Relationship Status: Happily taken 39.) Zodiac sign: Virgo 40.) Pronouns: She/Her 41.) Elementary: Block House 42.) High school: Leander 43.) College: Non-existant 44.) Hair colour: Violet 45.) Long or short: Medium length 46.) Height: 5’ 47.) Do you have a crush on someone: I have a girlfriend so.... 48.) What do you like about yourself: My hair 49.) Tattoos: No, but I want some when I get older 50.) Right-handed or left-handed: Right

51.) First surgery: Tonsillectomy 52.) First piercing: Ears 53.) First best friend: That I remember, Katie; that I don't, some cousin of mine 54.) First sport you joined: Soccer 55.) First vacation: Michigan 56.) First pair of trainers: Man I don't remember that

RIGHT NOW: 58.) Eating: I just had a BBQ burger 60.) Drinking: Should be drinking water but nah 61.) I’m about to watch: MAGICAL BOYS 62.) Listening to: Taylor Swift, "Bad Blood" to be specific 63.) Waiting for: My girlfriend to text me 64.) Want kids: Ehhh, I do but childbirth. I'll probably adopt 65.) Get married: Want to but Texas fucking sucks 66.) Career: Non-existant

WHICH IS BETTER: 67.) Lips or eyes: Eyes 68.) Hugs or kisses: Kisses 69.) Shorter or taller: If you're shorter than me you're also probably in middle school, so taller. 70.) Older or younger: Older tbh, maturity is cool plus everyone I hang around is at least a year or two older than me 71.) Romantic or spontaneous: Spontaneous 72.) Nice stomach or nice arms: ????? why  73.) Sensitive or loud: Sensitive 74.) Hook-up or relationship: Relationship 75.) Trouble maker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER: 76.) Kissed a stranger: No 77.) Drank hard liquor: Good lord no 78.) Lost glasses/contact lenses: No 79.) Sex on first date: No. 80.) Broken someone’s heart: All my previous relationships have ended with the other person in tears after roughly a year.  81.) Had heart broken: Yea 82.) Been arrested: No 83.) Turned someone down: Yep 84.) Cried when someone died: Yes 85.) Fallen for a friend: Yes, love you princess <3

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 86.) Yourself: Not really

87.) Miracles: Meh

88.) Love at first sight: For some

89.) Heaven: No

90.) Santa Claus: Vaguely

91.) Kiss on first date: Not generally no.

92.) Angels: Sort of.

Today was one of the more chaotic days at the restaurant known as Freddy Fazbear's, meaning there was... quite a bit to clean up at the end of the day. It was long and arduous cleaning up all the frosting, vomit, confetti and everything under the sun; but Mary and the other custodians managed. One by one they started leaving, saying they had studying to do for a test in the morning and other things along those lines, until Mary was left by herself in the building.

It was almost always her or another janitor that was left alone to keep an eye on the place until the night guard arrived for their shift, so she was all too used to being here by herself. Generally she would take this time to read or even linger in the Prize Room with Marionette (she'd grown to actually enjoy the puppet's company), but she had something else planned for tonight.

She pulled her phone from her pocket and checked the time. 11:15 PM. Forty-five should be more than enough time for her to look. Hopefully they weren't awake at the moment. The freckled teen pushed herself to her feet and strolled out of the employee's lounge and down the hall, making sure her steps were as quiet as she could make them.

Without the hollers of the kids and the music it was almost like this place was a ghost town; the only things that made noise were the gentle tunes of Marionette's music box and the soft patters of the janitor's shoes on the checkered tiles. She took deep breaths on her way towards the Parts and Service room to calm her heart. This was very risky and very stupid, yet she was still going to do it, she couldn't even answer herself why.

There was no time to worry about that, anyhow.

Mary opened the door as quietly as she possibly could, made sure all of them were deactivated, then slowly stepped in and shut the door behind her. She took agonizingly sluggish steps over to Bonnie and knelt down, pulling out a flashlight (one of those small ones that could fit in your pocket). There was no way she was going anywhere near Chica so she was out, and in truth Freddy still scared her a little so he was out too, and Foxy... well... while he was rather sweet she couldn't help but keep thinking back to the article she read. Despite being put away for almost thirty years she was sure his teeth were still just as sharp and dangerous as they were back in '87.

This probably wasn't the best of ideas; wanting to approach one animatronic while three others were there with the potential to eavesdrop. There wasn't much else she could really do, though. Asking to speak in private would prove fruitless -- be it at closing or on her break, there would be people who would see the bunny roaming about.

She'll just have to take that risk, then. Out of the trio that could listen in on their conversation, she really hoped Foxy wouldn't hear. While he has been kind to her, she wasn't sure how he'd react to going behind his back and asking questions about the very subject he was avoiding like the plague.

....

Then again, there was a chance that Bonnie would avoid it, too. She wasn't too sure about Chica or Freddy, but didn't really want to resort to asking either of them.

She's hardly ever interacted with Chica and wasn't planning too all that soon, her deactivated presence alone proved intimidating to the freckled janitor and she wasn't really that eager to see what she was like activated. And Freddy... well... from what she's gathered he has quite the temper and that wasn't something you should play with. She knew that too well from personal experience.

And so here she was, heading to the Parts and Service room to try asking Bonnie the very questions she asked Foxy. She was on her break, so she had about thirty minutes to see if she could get something -- anything -- out of the dismantled bunny. Her hand gripped at the doorknob, her lips pursed into a line, and then took a deep breath and stepped into the room and flicked on the light.

All of them were off... okay, that's good... She felt her stomach doing back-flips as she quietly stepped over to Bonnie. Now that she was actually doing this instead of playing scenario after scenario in her head on how it'd go... she's starting to get second thoughts, contemplating on going back now while she had the chance.

No no no, you've been wanting to do this for a week, now. So do it! What's the worst that could happen?

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she reached out and touched Bonnie's shoulder. "Uhm.. excuse me... I... I was uh... hoping to.... to ask you something... if uh... if you... if you don't mind..."