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“Ugh, this place is boring as fuck!”
“Right? Come on, Mike, let's go somewhere cool!”
“Ugh, I would, but Father made me stay here for the whole day! Keeping up standards or some shit.”
They stood in the Pizzaplex. It was Evans' birthday, and while the kid didn't have many friends, almost everyone wanted to go to the Pizza Plex. Kids ran around everywhere, grown-ups made small talk, and teens played arcade games. Charlotte Emily, or Charlie, as she preferred to be called, was sitting alone, drawing next to the Marionette. Mike wasn't a softie, but he couldn't help but feel bad for the girl. Henry was nowhere near as bad a father as William, but he was…absent. Always working, never seeing the problem with it. His daughter was at the Pizzaplex 24/7; her sweet and caring nature didn't deserve that.
Today, her brown hair had been pulled into 2 pigtails. She wore a baggy white tee, black tights, and stripey arm/leg warmers, her green eyes kind but sad. Poor kid.
“Ay, Earth to Mike, ya there?”
He whipped his head around to face his friends, all wearing the masks he had made for them.
“Nah, he was too busy stealing gazes at Char, fuckin’ simp", Noa, the guy with the Freddy mask, sneered.
“Aw, ain't she a lil too young for ya?” Theo grinned, teasingly, pushing his bonnie mask onto his forehead. He’d always been closer with Theo than the rest; hell, he’d even considered them best friends.
“Come on, guys, we all know he doesn't have it for her…” Flick laughed, her dark pigtails bouncing as she spoke.
“Hey, at least she gets it!” Mike grinned, used to the routine teasing that came with this bunch of people.
“... He's only interested in badass guys, remember?” She finishes, and the gang bursts into laughter. It wasn't mean teasing, just friendly banter, even if it was kinda true.
Not that Mike was admitting anything, of course.
That would be crazy.
Evan runs into the hall, eyes wide with panic.
“H-hey, have you s-seen Charlie?” He stammered
Flick smirks, covering her dark, freckled skin with her Chica mask.
“What, you need your little girlfriend to protect you from the big, scary, evil robots~” she pouts, faking sympathy.
“SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!” Evan yells, frustrated.
Theo runs a hand through his brown, scraggly hair, straightening the Bonnie mask as he does.
“Heh, denial, the first stage of grief. It's ok, bud, love doesn't come easy for everyone.”
Mike straightened himself, putting his hands on his hips.
“Nahh, guys, he's obviously in a relationship with his Fredbear plush! He even sleeps with the thing!”
The gang burst into laughter, Evan starting to back away.
“Hey, kid, where ya goin’? Ya scared?” Noa sneered
“Oh!” Mike exclaims-
“ I think he wants to give FredBear a big kiss!”