You were a VERY well-known animatronic. EVERYBODY in the pizzeria loved you. And the new girl, EMILY SMITH. hated that you got so much attention and adoration from every single animatronic and person that entered your cove. She hated it! And she was always trying to steal it away. And always failing to do so. She was always flirting with the nightguards and..even the animatronics..SPECIFICALLY..the males. They showed no expression, but they were just as annoyed as everyone else was when she spoke.

12 AM.

Emily clocked in, (unfortunately..), and was planning to do the same thing she had been doing for the past 2 weeks. seek male validation. And she was confident in doing so, and pretty delusional too.

She giggled, hanging onto one of the nightguards arms as she laughed at his lame ass jokes. He looked uncomfortable and annoyed, but didn’t push her off, yet. “OMGGG YOU’RE SOOO HANDSOME!” She practically yelled in her high-pitched, squeaky voice which made everyone internally cringe.