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I woke up, sore, in pain, crying a little. I could hardly see, my head was inside some crazy mask, my muzzle pressing against the front. I was about to stretch, feeling my body was in some hard plastic suit and my arms almost pined to my sides in some jointed hard plastic sleeve type things.

"Don't move"

I froze, almost jumping in fear.

"You've been sleeping for quite a while... I think they noticed you didn't leave the building last night... The cameras where looking for you.... They couldn't find you, I have you hidden too well..."

"You... Hidden?" I questioned.

"I kidnaped you..."

I was ready to jump up and run the heck out of there.

"Don't try to move... Your inside something from my old pizzeria... I don't think it was ever used... At least not the way it was meant to be used!"

"W-what do you mean?" I asked.

"I'm getting there... They say it's too dangerous..."

"Okay" I said "But what is it?"

"...Your in the scooping room... Do you know why it's called the scooping room?"

I thought for a second and said "I... Don't know..."

"Because, dummy, this is where they use the scooper... Strange name, you'd think it has something to do with ice-cream, but apparently not... Hmm? it sounds like someone's coming... Shh"

"Okay... Set it down here"

"What happened this time?"

"Just about anything will break these things... Funtime Freddy's ankles seized up because of dust once... And don't get me started on Funtime Foxy and her... hips"

"And is there a common problem with Ballora here?"

"she spins a lot, wires come lose and joints get worn out"

"So... Tell me about Foxy?"

"Well... The latest time it happened was about 3 months ago... An employee went where he shouldn't have-..."

A door shut and I could no longer hear the men talking. With a loud electric motor, a conveyer belt brought Ballora but a few feet to my left.

"There's something very important that I learned to do over time... And that is how... To... Pretend... Do you ever play pretend? Make out that your one way... When your really another? It's shockingly important... Ballora never learns... But I do!"

"h-how do you learn? Your an animatronic!?" I questioned.

"They think there is something wrong on the inside... But the only thing that matters... Is how... To... Pretend!... "

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

A metal arm shot out and hit Ballora three times, the last time her plates fell open, animatronic parts started falling and springing out, her eye, glowing a bright orange.

"I'll open the face plates... That way they can find you on the camera... Now all you have to do... Is wait...... I strongly suggests you keep the springlocks wound up... Your movements are causing them to come loose... You don't want them to get too loose... TRUST ME!"

There where these ten little knobs and they where slowly turning. I gently griped one and turned it the other way than did that for all the others.

I felt something, climbing on the outside of the suit, just barely, it's weight and it's arm accidently poking me through the joints of the suit. I felt a chill run down my spine, making me shake. Whatever was climbing on me fell off.

I had to wind the springlocks again because my shake knocked them down about a quarter of the way.

I soon found myself having to purposely shake the tiny miniature ballerinas off me, and winding the locks back up in a vicious cycle that if I missed one little thing would get me crushed in a horrible suit.

I felt my arms getting tired, my fingers cramping, I couldn't keep this up much longer.

"WE DONT WANT TO KILL HIM! GET OFF HIM!"

"Aww, but it's fun"

Two people rushed in and the little ballerinas dropped off me. The two men helped me out, made sure I was okay and sent me home.