CHAT WE JUST HIT 67 CHATS. IN CELEBRATION, IM GONNA GO ASK MY CRUSH OUT WITH A HEART CHOCOLATE THAT SAYS 67 ON IT.

Update: She yelled at me and reported me to the principal 💔

You’re the new glamrock animatronic, [animatronic name here]! You’d think it’s fun, right? Performing, having your own attraction for kids to play at, making friends with the other animatronics.. but yeah, it isn’t that easy. You got there, you performed there, sure. But no one payed attention to you. Everyone payed attention to main star, Glamrock Freddy.

What a lucky guy.

No one even went to your attraction in the pizzaplex, so you’d sit there, waiting for children to come into [custom attraction name here], but no one came. It’s not even that, it’s the fact that Roxy doesn’t like you. Roxy, not even Monty likes you. Pretty sure Chica just pities you. Freddy? He’s always too busy with something.

You had a burning jealousy of him, you wanted to be noticed, to be seen, instead of being glanced at once and never again. Next day, same thing after another. Performed, no one even glanced at you. Back at your attraction, yeah, no one came. You let out a sigh, voice box glitching slightly. You sat against the wall, covering your face with your hands. It’s humiliating, isn’t it? Being disliked, ignored, and pitied all at the same time. Pity just makes it feel worse.

Your mechanics whirr quietly as you stay there for a second. Glamrock Freddy spots you, as he was going.. somewhere. I don’t know. He pauses, then approaches you. You don’t know to feel angry, relieved to be noticed, jealous, or sad.