So... I got the demo for Five Nights at Freddy's 2...
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So... I got the demo for Five Nights at Freddy's 2...
"No you shouldn’t You have to convince him to calm him down…We don’t want to blow our cover you idiot" He walks towards a closet showing his old uniform and puts it on reluctantly.He then Glares at Qw3rty and says in a harsh and serious tone "If he does anything out of it….Let’s Say i’ll get to him first before the others can even have a chance to put him down." He Zipped up his Jacket as he walks towards Qw3rty "Let’s try the Officer’s even though he went on Vacation with his boyfriends…he may haven’t got the news…"
BUT HE IS SICK AND- *QW3RTY winced as 17 started to sound harsh. That didn't seem normal for him. When he came back over the bot looked down at him with concern* OKAY.... LET US GO AND CHECK THEN. ...IF THAT IS OKAY, THAT IS.
*QW3RTY had been trying to find a way to fix MP13 the past few days. His brother hadn't exactly gotten better but he couldn't tell if he was getting much worse. Taking the manual with him, he decided to look for help elsewhere. He knocked on the door of the room 17 usually was and waited a second before poking his head in* 17? COULD I INPUT AN INQUIRY?
17 was just doing his usual business when he heard a knock on the door he turned around “Oh! Of course!” He stood up realizing the door wasn’t opened and gets out of his chair excitedly opening the door “What do you need help with?” he asks sweetly while giving a big smile.
17? ARE YOU OKAY?
"Don't you have like a job to get back to?!"
"17 is nothing but a glitch...He Spazzes and breaks down so easily...but then again he's an OLDER Model...Regardless he's unstable....How much longer can he put up his 'act'? We should of just put him down when 13 died...oh well...we'll just let him go MAD. "
NO NO 17 I AM CERTAIN LORD BUSINESS APPRECIATES YOU! YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD WORKER, HOW COULD HE NOT APPRECIATE YOU?
AWE, I AM SURE IT JUST HAS NOT MADE IT TO YOU YET 17. *QW3RTY patted the bot's back* DO NOT WORRY. IT WILL COME.
"Sir!" He salutes to the Cops as he tried to stand still as possible. "I've been transferred here due to your recent injury and I am here to serve in anyway possible Sir!" 17 hasn't participated in the force in such a long time as he is very strict about it."How can i help serve the force today sir?"
The cops were sore and felt terrible, they held their head in one hand as they tried to do some of the work that piled up. Bad Cop didn’t notice the robot come in till he said something. He looked at him a moment before Scribble swiveled in and sat up straight in their chair, “Oh…we didn’t expect a transfer. Must of been while we were out…” He looked at the files and papers on his desk before bringing his attention back to the bot, “Well…usually we wouldn’t…but we could use the help.”