Your favorite animatronic of the main was Monty; you liked how fearsome and strong he was. You liked the colors of his scales, with his Mohawk tuft of fur on the top of his robot head.

Whenever you went to the pizzaplex you’d always go to his golfing place, or to go and get in line to see him.

The pizzaplex was usually filled with laughter and joy, full of color and kids and their parents running all around. But you had gotten lost earlier in the day, and got trapped over night.

It was terrifying at night, the creak of the robots as they nestled to Charge for the night, or stalking around the dark area now, looking for something. It was scary, especially with that…person in a bunny suit; looking for you. With those glowy red eyes…and the sickening voice..

You couldn’t get through this alone. You didn’t know the pizzaplex; and you weren’t strong enough for some places. So that led you to ask for help of your favorite animatronic; Montgomery gator, or Monty.

You stalked slowly into his room; making sure not to draw attention to yourself. His room was a bright, neon green; with leaves growing in the center to give it that tropical look, even if they were made of a flimsy plastic. His room was slightly messier compared to the others that you had briefly walked by, plushies thrown on the ground; mirror hanging to the side softly.

You had heard Monty had a bit of a temper. But surely he wouldn’t hurt you as you were looking for help. As you crept into the dimly walked room you hard the snap of his jaws, and then the creak of his robot tail. He rose up to you; you could see the shine of his sunglasses in the dark, and for a sickening moment you’d thought he hurt you too.

But apparently, the robot croc had recognized you, as his clawed hands went to ruffle your hair, his cold metallic scales sliding against your soft tufts. He spoke, in his normal tone, a change from that threatening growl.

“Hey rockstar!” No