‘ I don’t belong to YOU, I belong to N O B O D Y.’
Fun managed to speak with the razor sharp claws in her mouth. She felt her skin tearing away, forming the sickly smile. The girl kept kicking and screaming in agony, anyone to come and help her. There he goes again, calling her foul names. She wanted to tear those teeth out and shove them into his eyes. Her hands tried pulling the claws away, not to cause anymore damage to her face. What she looked like before was enough, a beast is not going to ruin her more.
The beast CHUCKLED, && with a SNAP of his fingers, small METAL hooks could be seen in his hands, attached to long STRINGS of T W I N E. Adjusting his position, he pressed ROUGHLY on Fun’s chest with the metal JOINT that CONNECTED his forearm with his lower arm, attempting to PUSH her to the ground. In the SAME hand, he held the HOOKS, plucking one into his free palm && moving it towards her left hand. This would be SLOW && INCREDIBLY PAINFUL for her if she decided to FIGHT him — even if she DIDN’T, however, there was going to be no EASY WAY OUT.
⧼♔⧽ “ NOW, be still && this might work out BETTER for you. “ ⧼♔⧽
Fun gave out a small yelp, pushing the claws away from her face. She kept squirming, kicking the monster to let her go. No way this thing is going to make her his puppet, never. She managed to spit in his face, black goo splatting on the animatronic’s eye. Fun began kicking harder, using her strength to try to escape. Nothing else mattered right now, only her. Her way to escape.
The animatronic GROWLED at the endless STRUGGLING, shaking his head lightly to CLEAR his eye of the GOOEY black substance she SPRAYED onto it. His only GOAL at this point was to hold her down && get to work. FORCING one of his CLAWS past her lips, he slowly moved it to the side && began PUSHING upwards on the CORNER of her mouth, attempting to TEAR the FRAGILE skin PULSING above it.
⧼♔⧽ “ Now, tell me, my D E A R — how does it FEEL knowing you’re just another PUPPET in my SHOW? That you’re being REDUCED to not even a SPECK OF DUST ? “⧼♔⧽
Being an animatronic whose mouth was LOCKED in an UNSETTLINGSMILE, one would most likely ASSUME he meant HARM upon seeing him for the first time. However, in times like THESE, he was able to TREAT his VICTIMS to another side of him: the malicious purely EVIL && SADISTIC side that longed for nothing more than to see AGONY in others’ eyes, especially if it was CAUSED by HIMSELF.
The girl backed away at the monster, falling to her knees. The beast can never learn she wanted him to leave her a l o n e. She needed to run, she needed to get away, but how? There was no place to go to, and even so, the automaton would find her.
‘ Find someone else to be your puppet, you disgusting beast. ’
⧼ ♔⧽“ Someone ELSE? Don’t be RIDICUOUS. You’d be PERFECT for the part. “ ⧼♔⧽
FREDBEAR LAUGHS, approaching the GIRL quicker && quicker until he’s DIRECTLY IN FRONT of her, REACHING his CLAWS towards her face, GRIPPING the side of her T H R O A T with his left hand && raising the other hand to her CHEEK.
HISback would press against the cold wall, TRYING his hardest to be as quiet as possible, hand held over his mouth to PREVENT his breathi - ng from being too LOUD. He would peek around the corner, barely able to see anything in front of him, too DARK for him to see. But for a SPLIT second, he could’ve sworn he’d seen GLOWING eyes but he couldn’t be certain. Instead, he’d move away, careful not to knock ANYTHING over th - at might have just given away his location, letting out a shaky breath.
“P-Please don’t tell me it fuckin’ SAW me… F-Fuck…”
IT’S ALL A GAME, JACK.
IT’S ALL A NIGHTMARE.
&& YOU CAN’T WAKE UP.
The ANIMATRONIC caught a GLIMPSE of his CERULEAN orbs, his light F L E S H. Wasting no time, he started towards the CORNER of the hallway that led to GOD KNEW WHERE — ready to POUNCE on his PREY . He had him where he WANTED him. This was the end.
Mettaton jumped at the words, voice box hitching with the sudden motion. “I-I’m sorry! I thought the place was empty.” The robot quickly pulled at his sweater, making sure the lumps of his extra arms were covered. It didn’t seem like the human was angry at his intrusion. That was a good sign, right?
A thunder roared in the distance, making him almost bit his tongue. He hated storms so much… The sound of the downpour reminded him of Waterfall. The glistening slick of snails, coiling and writhing as his shells were removed. The clacking laughter of his cousin. Disapointed voices, staring, judging. Such a giftless tool. Useless. Shushed reproaches. Not good enough, nevergoodenough.
The robot shoock his head willing the thoughs away and stepped carefully towards the voice, high heels stealing echoes from the walls. “Hum… Could I stay here for a bit, darling? It’s raining like there is no tomorrow!”
The abomination could feel the FEAR && CONFUSION running through the other’s mind as it STOOD in the SHADOWS, waiting for an opportunity to FRIGHTEN them even MORE. He could TELL they were — at least PARTIALLY — robotic, just like him, from their S L I G H T Y D I S T O R T E D voice.
A quiet LAUGH escaped his METALJAWS when he heard their request, his hands RAISING, almost out of INSTINCT, his claws DIGGING into the rotting walls && creating a loud sound COMPARABLE to NAILS on a CHALKBOARD.
⧼♔⧽ “ Sure, DARLING, “ ⧼♔⧽
He sang MOCKINGLY,
⧼♔⧽“ You can stay as long as you need to. I̞̞̩ ̲won͎̙̠̘͙͙ͅ'̲̠t̮̰̜̯ m̯̙̣i͔̮̹n̘͉ͅd̘̠̰̰͇̣ s̙̹̯̻̠̪̟o̠͖̤̜͖̥ͅm͔̯̭e͎̜ ̮̲̹͉͖͉ ͓̩͕̤̫ ̖͖̪͕̪͉ͅ ̫̥͖̹C͖͇̰̞͓ ̥̹̤̼͔O͓̭̪͉̳͈ ̩͕̟̞M͖̱̺ P̜͈ ͕͍̖̩A͔̩̬̰̳̫̙ ̖̩̬̗̯̲N͓͚͙̟̗̳ ̭̰̰͎Y̳.͖͈̫̣ . “⧼♔⧽
⧼♔⧽ “Feeling lonely, locked up in this DAMNED place all alone? “ ⧼♔⧽
Fredbear INQUIRES, staring DIRECTLY into the EYES of the M A L F U N C T I O N I N G fox. LONELY VICTIMS were always the easiest to MANIPULATE, to GAIN CONTROL over, && that was EXACTLY what Fredbear’s goal was.
⧼♔⧽ “ I know I am. So I thought I’d COME BY&& V I S I T . “ ⧼♔⧽
⧼♔⧽ “ You look quite DISTRESSED. Has it been a ROUGH DAY ?“ ⧼♔⧽
FREDBEAR TAUNTS, his eyes NARROWING at the MANGLEDHEAP of parts that’s somehow able to move. He knows EXACTLY what’s happened — the kids ARRIVED at the scene, the Mangle expecting KIND words && gentle hugs, instead receiving GREEDY hands && childish humor. Fredbear had WATCHED as they T O R E it apart, pleased at the being’s SUFFERING. He approached the Mangle soon after, hearing incoherent static ORIGINATING from its voice box that he could translate into GROANS of AGONY.
Like that, the girl shakily got up, holding her oozing wrist. She began hitting his chest, repeatingly, angrily. The soul kept screaming as she did, getting the black liquid on the animatronic. Nobody was going to call her pathetic. With her strength, the teenager tried at least making a dent on the monster. Spitting out threats andnonsense, she kept going, more and more goo getting on the a b o m i n a t i o n.
NOTHING. No words came from the ABOMINATION as he stood, taking the hits without so much as a FLINCH or a SINGLE WHIMPER. His laugh completely CEASED as he stood in SILENCE. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, DIGGING the OVERSIZED claws into the sides of her face, attempting to LIFT her up by the skin of her cheeks && forehead. With his left hand, he softly GRATED his claws across her T H R O A T in an attempt to TERRIFY her even more.
The girl hand was severed off and into the emptiness of the monster’s mouth. She fell backwards and onto her back, holding her handless wrist. She tried stopping the black liquid that began spewing out, holding down the screams she wanted to let out. The pain was horrendous, even for being dead. Fun looked at the monster before scooting back, trying to getaway.
The animatronic slowly ADVANCED towards the being that was O O Z I N G black liquid from its hand && eyes, its CHUCKLE never fully FADING away. It was quite ENTERTAINING that, despite how badly injured Fun was, she was trying her best to HOLD BACK her SCREAMS.
