#suiited

“Only if you consider using your brain cheating.” But the impish smirk that followed definitely gave away what she knew. Yep. This was absolutely cheating, but there weren’t any rules against it yet. And if there was one thing she knew how to do--it was exploit a loophole. 

"́͘h̴̀͢ơ̶ẃ̵͝ ̷́͘ǫ̧-҉o̡̢l̢d̕ ̛͝a͘r̨͝e̢̨͘ ͏͘yo̸̴ų͏͢u͡u̸͝u҉?͡"̢̨

Matilda had been sweeping the floors. After a party it was certainly known to be a task that only the best of employees could work on, and, priding herself on loving her job, the Brit had taken the chance immediately. There was a small pang of regret now, however, as she leaned exhaustedly against the brush in her hands. There was a noise behind her and she gasped, swivelling around to get a good look at the doorway. Bonnie, her absolute favourite of the animatronics stood there, stationary, a blank and, in truth, a little frightening stare in his eyes. He didn’t appear to be doing anything. She shrugged, throwing the brush to the floor and hopping over to him. “Hey Bon! How you doin’, boy? They don’t usually switch you to free roaming mode this early. Somethin’ up?” She began, though she knew the bunny’s response would be one of only six programmed phrases.