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I'm fucked, I'm absolutely fucked, screwed, done for, adios life, about to meet God, no Satan actually. But that's besides the point. The pearly gates they wait not for me but the pits of hell await my arrival! Anyway, I'm dead. Hehe, I am in so much danger.
Why did you do this to me? (Because yes.) I hate you. I know you like killing us but this early in, really!? …TALK YOU BIT– [ J is not here now owo]
Phil sent me a text warning me of my demise…great.
Meanwhile in the main Plex.
Dave could feel the sheer rage from the front door, ‘nope.’ was all he had to say, and booked it for the storage closet.
Monty lay on his couch watching the ceiling fan rotate. Surprisingly, his room was decently clean for once. He didn't have the motivation to destroy it today, and Hope threatened that if she had to fix his fan and arcade one more time, she would take his hands. He didn't feel like taunting fate today.
The door to his room jolted open a few times. Monty sat up and watched as the door was slammed open and a very pissed Lu walked through. “Uh-” “Where is my child?” “I…what? You have a child? Who the fuck thought it was a good idea to have a kid with you?”
“She's adopted you fuck where is she.” “I don't know?” Lu raised his crutch and smacked Monty’s chest with it. He almost fell back but Philip ran up and held him up.
“Ow! You bitch!! What was that for!?” “Tell me where my kid is or so help me Hope will be taking your tail from your throat.” (Damn complete monotone. Why are adopted parents scarier than bio ones?) [ Ooo he mad] Monty was so confused he didn't know this lu-natic had a kid in the first place. How was he supposed to know where the kid was?
“I will fight you bitch.” “Lu! Child! Y/n, parts and service! Let's go!” Philip reminded. Lu glared but nodded and began to wobble to the door that led to Monty's service elevator. “Where are you going? Who's going to die!?” Monty spoke with concern and slight fear. He hadn't been this scared since Bonnie threatened his bass strings.
“He already killed John!” Phillip yelled back. (Ha!) [ He did it! I told ya he’d do it!] (Yas!) Lu looked at the two voices to his left. A weird-looking star? He thought it was, it was bright red and floating. Next to it is a weird black goop blob. (Wait…I didn't type that.) [ aaawkward..] (Quick fix him!) [ Mk hold still buddy.] The blob was quick to approach him, he blinked, and suddenly it was quiet the talking objects were gone. Maybe he should have agreed to a head check…
Lu shook his head. He slammed his fist into the elevator button, the poor thing let out a pitiful ding as the elevator opened. He hobbled in Philip behind him. The doors closed and silence took hold of the small space.
“Okay then…I pray for whoever he is after, good luck.” Monty shook his head and went back to his couch.
Back to our dead idiots
Sun was having a fucking panic attack. Jaiden’s star-watch, which was a faz-watch but just daycare-themed. (Damnit y/n.) Anyway. It was shattered. Like absolutely obliterated! So we couldn't track her. If we are lucky that vent thing won't hurt her. [ My-] (SPOILERS!!) [ >:(] My ears. Could you not yell please J I have enough problems. I don't need hearing loss on top of it.
Everyone, except Hope because she refused to be apart of our problem even though she was part of the problem, yelled at each other back and forth in a panic. “Where is my child.” I jumped back with a rather loud noise I refuse to say I made, my brother stood behind me very much beyond pissed. (welp you about to die.)
“Eheheh…Lu, dearest brother of mine, I uh, I can explain I swear…” I turned to him and held my hands up in defense. If I wasn't going to die no doubt I was going to suffer.
“If my kid isn't found in the next two seconds I'm going to mount your head on my wall in my recording room for all of my viewers to see.” [..I’m pretty sure that would break tos..] Oh…yeah maybe Death by Hope would have been better…
“Lu let's not threaten eachoth-” Moon started but was shut down by a crutch to the face. “Moon man if you don't have anything useful to say keep your fucking mouth shut.”
“L-language…” Sun quietly added. “French.” Hope decided now would be a great time to add to the conversation. Fuck you.
“You want useful info here you go, the kid got into the vent I don't know how, the vent is shifted don't ask me why or how I'm not explaining that.” He reached up and yanked the cover down. “This has to be payback for the threats you made, Hope.”
“Like hell, all I said was I had his father if he wanted him he could come get him!” Hope shouted back, definitely annoyed. Yet she continued her work on the large bot, pulling wires from his chest like a surgeon pulling out a patient's guts. Oh ew, why that of all things, I've been watching and reading waaay too much horror…
“Why did I let that little shit wire him!? This is like liquid lipstick in a valentino white bag!!” Hope whined from her spot inside the cylinder. Geez just how bad was that wiring job?
Much later…
So…I should probably say my prayers cause it's been an hour. Hope kicked us out of P&S to take the giant rusted sun thing apart in peace. Lu is eyeing me like fresh meat, Sun left to ask the others for help and Moon is in the vents…Phillip was apparently here but left after Lu exited the maintenance elevator, the traitor. (definitely not just vanishing because someone forgot they had him there.) (MY WALL!! AND DON’T TELL MY SCREW UPS IN MEMORY!!) it's just me…and the demon I call my brother…(Might as well accept your death now.) [death be upon ye] Both of you are no help i swear
“You better pray someone finds my kid or you will be going the way of a final destination character..” Lu’s voice was like a promise then a threat. I’m going to die tonight, I’m not ready to, I haven’t even said hi to Foxy or Bonnie yet!! Actually maybe I don't want to meet the rabbit he taught Monty to take his place in the band and Monty is just hell in a handbag…Welp. This is the end either way.
You two think if I die you can throw me into some anime or video game like those truck-kun things? (No.) Damn. [You only get one.. You’ve used yours.] Awe…wait what? What does that mean!? …WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!??
PLEASE STAND BY
A clang came from above, we both looked up and Moon...Moon fell face-first onto the tile floor from the vent. “Oh ouch…” “This is familiar…” I went over to the disoriented Moon and helped him up, right after something was lowered to him. “Hi!” “Jaiden! Where the hell have you been!?” Lu was the first to grab her and the rope fell to Moon's feet. “I was with my friend!” “Don’t ever do that again!”
So we got the kid back. She said the vent cryptid was nice. I’m inclined to believe her…mostly because she was unharmed. Her watch broke because she accidentally stepped on it after messing with the clasp. So the vent thing was not responsible. None of this was on my bingo card man. (is it ever?) No. You are an ass. Oh, silent treatment again? Fine!
We returned to the daycare in the meantime, Lu decided he wasn’t leaving again, despite literally everyone saying he should go home. My brother is one stubborn bastard. His reasoning, “I left her in your care one time and you lost her in the span of an hour!” He made a good point but still! I’m a daycare worker! He can trust me with her! (Oh please you are as responsible as an unsupervised five-year-old with a pair of scissors.) Okay ouch. That hurt. Anyway, This has been fun.