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Before the last show was to happen the four of us had a break. We all stood in a room together, chatting. Monty tales to Freddy about golf which was typical, and Chica shredded on her guitar. Roxy had decided to play a prank on them, pizza with dye in the crust. Roxy set it down and Chica immediately came over to have a slice, Freddy and Monty didn’t really eat, but thanked Roxy regardless. Chicas mouth was suddenly purple, and Freddy took notice of it. When it was pointed out, Roxy just laughed. “Roxy, this is going to take ages to clean!” Chica whined, trying desperately to wipe the dye off her beak. “We’ve got a show in an hour!!” She whined again, having to go ask some staff for help. Freddy gave Roxy a look of disapproval. “Roxy, you need to apologize.” Roxy laughed, if she had the ability to produce tears, she would. “Come on Freddy, lighten up, it’s just a prank.” Roxy says regaining her composure. Freddy shook his head and sighed. “Let’s go get ready for the show.” He said to Monty and Roxy.
The final show was upon us for the evening, we walked towards the elevator that would eventually take us to the stage, Monty, Chica and Freddy were there, all looking up excitedly. The music had started, we all dance about the stage, playing our instruments, Freddy was about to start singing before he starts to malfunction. His head and limbs twitching, before he falls to the ground and shuts off.
Roxy wandered around her raceway, she just knew that brat was in here somewhere. Vanessa had notified them at the start of the evening that a kid named Gregory was here after closing and causing trouble. Another child to deal with after we were supposed to have a week off from them. I keep saying things like “hey kid, come on out we’re only trying to help.” Or say “I bet in your favorite” because let’s face it, she was the best. I watched him run in here, for what? I don’t know and I don’t care, all I knew was, he was here in the raceway, and I needed to capture him. I looked in every nook and cranny for him, I couldn’t find him. A couple times I thought I had seen him, or heard his footsteps, I would lunge in the direction I heard them. But only essentially diving face first into some crates of tires or flags. I wandered around the upper levels of the raceway, when I saw him in a go cart, driving with reckless abandon. I growl out of frustration, hopping down in the coolest way I could imagine, I was ready to grab him when he drove passed. He wouldn’t slip through my claws this time, I prepared to grab him, but he didn’t drive passed me, instead crashed the cart, it started rolling towards me, I didn’t have time to get out of the way before it hit me, the force was great enough to make the kart and myself fall over the railing of the track and down to the ground level, the kart squishing me underneath it. Before the world went dark, I noticed a silhouette, I could’ve sworn I saw Freddy looking down front he track, as Gregory came over to me from the darkness. His grubby little hands reach towards me as he takes my eyesight from me. He took my eyes. That little brat took my eyes. I could hear that brats voice as he told me what I had told Freddy earlier tonight. “It’s just a prank Roxy.”