Your POV

Monday night .-. The worst night of the whole week.

I've already finished all my homework and this is the last week of school before summer break, FINALLY!
I lay in bed as some music that are coming out of my earphones can be heard, this is relaxing. The music is Fade by Alan Walker, I randomnly found it and its not that bad :l pretty good actually.

It was about 8pm, I just finished dinner and 'socializing' with my family. *sigh* I'm tired but I can't sleep! I decided to just browse the web, so I opened my wattpad account on my phone and searched for some (genre) story.
I found an interesting one and decided to read it untill I fell asleep.

??? POV

Looks like she's asleep, I wispher to my self as I look over to the (H/c) girl sleeping soundly on her bed, I wonder how long puppet is going to take to figure out who she is? Of course I know, I'm the one who left her at that stupid orphanage, I'm that voice inside her head.

Cäň ýOū GűE§ß wHø I Am?

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm, uuugh.
I shut it off and got up, did my morning routine, and then put my (f/c) hoodie on with a pair of dark blue jeans and (s/f/c) converse. Thats when I saw a black and white scarf, I grabbed it and realized it was Marion's. So I put it inside my bag.

I then went downstairs, Mom and Dad are eating breakfast.

"Hey honey, up this early?" My mom asked. I look to the clock and its half past six, school starts at 7 today.
"Yep, gotta go. Bye Mom! Dad!" Before they could reply I grabbed a slice of bread then walked out of the house.
I like going to school early, so I'm used to the foggy streets. Well then... let's go.

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The walk to school was as quiet as ever, but I like the silence. Its always been there for me, when I need it or not its always there. Unlike people, silence will always be by your side, and its always there. Not going away, ever...

I arrived at school, there weren't many people there considering its 06.50 so yeah.
First subject is Math .-. Good thing I'm not THAT bad at it. I went to class and sat near the window, the sun was about to rise and I can still breath the morning air.

I wonder how's Marion doing...

Marionette's POV

Monday... goddamnit. I'm already in puppet form to 'entertain' the kids that're coming this morning, and to be honest I hate my job. What do you get after getting killed when you were 7, trapped in a damn robot, and hated by the majority of 'people' that you knew? This stupid shib. And I don't even get payed.

At the very unfortunate, someone knocked on my box.
"Who's there?" I asked as I rolled my 'eyes'.
"Its me, Gold." Gold? He rarely visits.
I peek out of my box and saw him in his human form but I also saw his brother, Bonnie, TB, TF, TC, BB, and Mangle. Also in their human for.
"What?" I really hate this.
"We need your help," Gold said.

I scoffed at this, they came to me when they needed help? Geez.
"With what?" I asked again.
"Its about leaving the pizzaria," Freddy said. Wait what?
"What about leaving the pizzaria?" I proceeded to ask since this is getting confusing.

"Since we have human forms, and that you're probably the only one who can sneak out of this place. We were hoping you could do a little searching around the woods, we heard from the employees that theres an abandoned house there. If you c-" by then I understood what they were saying.
"Okay, I get it." I interupted.

"Soooo, will you help us out?" BB asked.
Just the thought of leaving this goddamned place is like a dream come true. But, If they're gonna stay at the abandoned house or whatever, where will I stay?
"Whats in for me?" I asked, Gold and the others flinched at this. But really, I just want a simple apology and 'thank you'...

"Ern... well..." as I espected, but then again their my responsibility since I gave them lifes... goddamnit I hate this. I sighed.
"Fine, I'll try. But don't expect anything more from me, and don't, I repeat don't bother me." With that I closed the lid of my box and slouched back... I wonder how (Y/n) would react to this?

(Y/n) seems like a laid-back person, yet she can get intimidating at times she needs to. Clever if you ask me, but she has the most empty soul I've ever seen. I can figure that out later, after todays ship. Tonight to be exact I'm going to have to stay in the office with her, I just hope the others don't kill her even though I'm usually the one who does that.

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(Y/n)'s POV

How much do I wish I could skip school? Hell, ya don't know. I sighed as I walked towards my locker, a small amount of people watched me as I walk by. Judging by that alone, I know who's already at my locker. Who else? The one! The only! (E/n)!

I stopped walking and looked up to see that little sucker, s/he's leaning on the locker next to mine. His/her two "side kicks" are there aswell, crap damnit I can't just face them on my own. It'll be suicide but it would be fun to punch them straight in the face, unfortunately. We're at school so that is not possible unless you want to get suspended or even detention.

My hands were in my pockets and the trio stood before me, their faces plastered with a smirk. It sickened me, right now, I imagine their faces crying in agony.

"Well then, I guess I owe you something from last time." S/he said.
"..." I stayed silent and gave them a glare.
"Huh, not so tough when your alone." Me? Look in the mirror.
"Actually, I think thats my line considering at the very least I can stand alone. But you? Man, you can barely stood up againts me even with your side kicks." I retorted, he growled at this.
"Watch me. Fight, at the abandoned hospital. Saturday night. Don't be late." After that s/he left me in silence.

S/he wants to fight me? They're dead once they do that, Saturday... thats a day after I get the five day night guard pay's. So... once they're dead I can run away! Maybe Marion can help me out with this! One way or another I'll be gone by Sunday thats for sure.

??? POV

So... someone actually wants to pick a fight againts my kid? Interesting... I can watch on how much her powers have developed, but it'll be risky if that puppet is there... oh well.

I just want to see my daughther's fight.

I want to see her first ķįłł.