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Toy Freddy stepped off the show stage, he approached the twin doors with a key.
“Great show everyone!” His voice came out rather cheery.
He clicked the key into the lock and twisted it, locking the twin doors shut. He turned to face the others, Toy Bonnie was locking his guitar case, he shifted his sunglasses slightly.
“Yeah, I’ve got blisters on my fingers now.” He reached down and fixed his jeans, and then his plaid shirt.
“Yes, Bonnie. We know you do.” Toy Freddy reached up and fixed his tuxedo, and then his BowTie.
He took careful steps towards the dining room tables, taking in the sights of the spilled sodas, and discarded pizza slices.
“Bonnie, Chica, you’re on mop duty.”
“Not cool dude, you're crushing my vibe.”
Toy Bonnie flicked his sunglasses off, revealing a hint of irritation and annoyance in his eyes.
Toy Chica shrugged, “I don’t mind.” She walked towards the supply closet.
Toy Chica opened the closet doors, and found one mop and a bucket. But there was no second Mop whatsoever.
“Uh… Freddy?”
Toy Freddy’s head turned towards toy chica with a confused look, but it was replaced with a soft one.
“Check behind the supplies and staff uniform, I’m sure there’s another one there!”
Toy chicas arms shuffled between uniforms, party hats, table clothes, and even stuff like tools and various toys for the toddlers.
But there was no second mop, there was a second bucket, but no mop.
Great, she thought to herself. This was the only supply closet in the whole pizzeria, she turned to Toy Freddy slightly annoyed.
“Yeah, there is no other one.”
“Have you?”
“Yes, I’ve checked the dang back!”
Toy Bonnie approached her.
“Geez chillax Chica, I’m pretty sure there’s a nifty sweet supply room down the hall.”
Toy Bonnie pointed a bright blue finger towards an old, metal door labelled “Parts and Service.”
Clearly the cool hipster had done something for someone else RATHER than himself for a change.
“Er, uh, thanks."
Toy Chica walked away, their feet making careful steps across the floor.
She took in the sight of the door, it was metal and slightly rusted, its door handle had been either broken off or ripped out. It’s sign was crooked and the letters were threatening to fall off, clearly nobody had been in there for years, possibly decades.
She was hesitant to open the door, when she first arrived, it was stated that certain areas were forbidden by management, she could never recall if this “parts and service” was a forbidden area, she finally placed a careful feathered hand on the door and pressed it open.
The room was dark, too dark. She couldn’t stare in, and she couldn’t see anything, she could make out a weird blocky shape in the corner, and the shiny metal of a work bench. She reached over and flicked on a light switch, taking in the layers of thick and uneven dust that covered shelves and even the bench itself.
She spotted a nearby mop, “ah, there you are!” She spoke rather relieved and stepped forward to grab it, when she noticed a small corridor beneath a nearby wall. The room led further than she had realised, what was beyond the small corner she had entered was unknown. And her plans to grab a mop and dip had changed to inspect the room further.
Her feet made careful steps towards the corridor, the light had barely illuminated the area, and she stepped into the blackness again, slightly fearful of what would be beyond the room. She tried feeling for a nearby switch, but touched something fuzzy instead.
Her hands retraced when a pair of piercing red eyes shot up at her, the eyes were piercing and temporarily blinded the startled chicken, who’s eyes then witnessed a tall, hulking furry purple mass stand up. She noticed his right arm was gone, replaced with scraps of fur and wires, gashes and cuts were present in various areas.
He was wearing tattered and filthy overalls, with one overall strap left barely clinging onto his trousers, his fur was matted, and worst of all.
He had no face, leaving the back of his head and jaw behind, one of his ears had some sort of metal piercing through it, while his other twitched slightly. She felt her legs shake, staring at the tall rabbit before her. She screamed slightly, before then getting a hand over her face.