Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-25926749-20160123210131/@comment-25926749-20160206014620

(There can little slips of the fourth wall! I did it with Jerry's speech! Scott-free..)

"They want revenge for never being used..." Jerry explains, still weirded out by the newly-introduced Pink Guy. "Anyway, they probably did murder workers...Tried to get us shut down. But we were too good at hiding bodies."

Lucile stands with the broken drink, stunned. Shaking herself conscious, she gazed around the room at the...lovely crowd. "Well, I think this is all the help we are going to get...listen, everyone! We are all taking a part in this assault, so I made us each some equipment to breach Freddy's and destroy their regime. I still got some more to take in...so...Get comfy, I guess."

"Aren't the rest of the CC coming? Or at least our other friends? Gold Foxy and Val, the Toy models, hell, even RM could help our cause!" Lindsay asked, turning to her husband.

"Our signal could only go so far. Plus, I think some were afraid this was a trick..." He replied, shrugging. "Sorry, Linds. I know you wanted to see him."

"Well, it's fine. I just miss him so much..."

Years ago...

"Welcome, one and all, to our lovely restaurant!"

Kids gathered around to greet the smiling Chef. Tugging at his costume, kids gathered around to hear the new performances. There was 6 of them, now! A whole crew, the management said...But alas, one girl stood lone in the back. Her flowing red hair covered her face.

The animatronic walked to her, pizza and drinks in handy. "What's a matter, little girl? You seem sad!" Chef said, smiling sympathetically. The 5 year old looked up, and the horrifying truth was revealed.

Cuts, bruises, a black eye, a scar leaking in blood...The other kids ran away from the freak. She sighed with tears in her eyes. "I had a bad day at home...Dad got mad at me." She shook for a while, controlling her emotions, and then, all came apart. Falling onto the floor, sobbing, she yelled, "You wouldn't understand! You never had troubles like I have!"

The workers did nothing; assumed it was a spoiled brat overreacting to a drink mixup. The animatronic was scared the girl was going to hurt herself, so. He did the only thing he knew how to do.

"Come here, little girl. Me and my friends have something to show you."

And then it was explained. Mr. Cutter's violent rampage and stuffing off the entire Cutting Crew, all described in execruciating detail from the once-humans. And the young woman explained her father's insanity, and how he constantly makes her life a living hell. It was a depressing experience, and twice two animatronics broke into tears. But it was the one thing they needed.

"So, kid...Do you like us?" Fozie asked, comforting Meredith, who was shaking in fear.

"...Yeah...Yeah. I do. Can I come back tomorrow?" Lindsay asked, smiling.

The animatronic group turned their frowns into smiles. They made her happy, and that's all that mattered to them. Chef, handing her a shiny, silver endoskeleton hand, said to her, in a soothing voice.

"Anytime you like, darling. We're always here for you."

Now...

Lindsay sighed. Always must've ended...