Day 10: Interrogation
Gregory and Freddy have the bunny tied to a chair. Gregory plans to use painful ways to discipline the bunny. But Freddy stops Gregory and provides a painless, effective way to get information out of her...
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Freddy looked at the bunny as her hands were tied behind the chair and connected to the post in the middle of the back chair piece.
“Let me GO!” she shouted in her angry voice.
Gregory frowned. “Why would we possibly let you go? You’re just going to grab me and try to kill me.” Gregory told her.
“You are making a mistake.” The bunny spat.
Freddy looked at Gregory. “I do not understand. What do you plan to do with her?” Freddy asked.
Gregory smirked a bit. “I plan to ask her questions. And if she doesn’t answer, then…” Gregory pulled out her fazer blaster. “I blast her in the eyes!” Gregory declared.
Freddy widened his eyes and grabbed the fazer blaster out of his hands. “NO.” Freddy yelled. “You are NOT going to blind her with the fazer blaster.” Freddy told him.
“Why not?” Gregory asked.
“Do you not know that lasers hurt human eyes?” Freddy asked.
“Well…yeah, but-”
“But nothing. No fazer blasting adults in the eyes.” Freddy ordered.
Gregory sighed and let go of the fazer blaster. Freddy put the fazer blaster into his stomach to keep it out of Gregory’s hands for a while.
Gregory walked up to the bunny, and wrapped a hand around both ears. He pushed the bunny’s mask and face back. “Why are you killing kids?” Gregory asked.
The bunny kept quiet. She didn’t say anything. She only breathed quietly.
Gregory looked at her. “Not gonna talk?” Gregory asked.
The bunny looked at him back, no fear in her eyes.
“Suit yourself.” Gregory said. “I’ll get you to talk somehow…But Freddy stole my first idea.” Gregory told her.
“You may use the fazer blaster against her if YOU enjoy getting shot in the eyes with a laser.” Freddy said back.
Gregory sighed and looked back at the bunny. She was trying and struggling to get herself out of the ropes and off the chair. But Gregory’s little knot was surprisingly tight for a 7 year old.
Gregory didn’t really know what to do to make her talk. “Can I…blind her with the flashlight?” Gregory asked.
“Again…would YOU like being blinded with a flashlight?” Freddy asked.
“Well…it’s not the worst thing in the world…” Gregory admitted.
Freddy grabbed the flashlight from Gregory’s hands. “NO blinding.” Freddy ordered.
Gregory grumbled. “You’re no fun…” Gregory complained.
Freddy chuckled. “If you must ‘discipline’ the bunny…then I can think of one thing that might work…that’s not painful or damaging.” Freddy hinted.
Gregory looked up at him. “What is it?” Gregory asked.
Freddy smiled and poked Gregory’s side. Gregory yelped and held his side, slapping Freddy’s hand away. “Don’t tickle me!” Gregory yelled.
Freddy chuckled. “You do not get it…do you?” Freddy asked, getting ready to poke him again.
“If you poke me one more time-” Gregory froze and widened his eyes. “Ooooh…” He muttered. “But…what’s so scary about tickling?” Gregory asked.
The bunny started to move herself around in an attempt to escape.
“Not everyone likes to be tickled like you, Gregory.” Freddy told him. “Some people find it inconvenient and see it as a weakness.” Freddy added.
Gregory widened his eyes and looked at the bunny, who was tugging on her hands to get out.
“Huh…”Gregory reacted, smiling a little bit. “Okay…that’s not a bad idea.” Gregory told him.
The bunny looked up at Gregory, and froze in what looked to be terror under that mask. Gregory smirked and wiggled his fingers like an evil little monster. “Iiii’m gonna getcha~”
The bunny lifted her legs up to her chest, trying to cover up her belly. “NO!” She yelled.
Gregory widened his eyes. “Hey! She’s scared!” He reacted.
“That’s good! Keep going!” Freddy told him.
Gregory nodded and went right back into his evil persona. He wiggled his fingers and got closer and closer to the bunny.
“I’m geeeetting closer! And you can’t do anything about it!” Gregory teased.
“Beat it, kid!” The bunny spat, throwing kicks at him.
But Gregory caught her foot with his hand. “I see you want me to tickle your foot first?” Gregory asked.
“AH- No! I-I’m not ticklish there!” She lied.
Gregory just laughed. “You’re worse at lying than me!” Gregory reacted, before skittering his fingers on the bottom of her foot.
The bunny turned her foot left and right to try and get her foot out of his grip. But moving her foot around was unintentionally making his fingers tickle her foot even more. The bunny grunted and threw her head back, struggling not to laugh.
“I wonder…are your toes ticklish by any chance?” Gregory asked.
Freddy smiled. “Yes Gregory…go for her toes.” Freddy said.
“N-NO! Nohoho!” She ordered.
He laughed at this reaction and slowly brought his wiggly fingers up to her toes. “Gooochy goochy goochy goochy goo-”
“YAAAAHAHAHAhahahahaha!” The bunny bursted out laughing.
Gregory yelped in surprise and dropped the foot by mistake! The bunny widened her eyes as she felt her foot hit the ground. “OW!” She yelled.
Gregory gasped and did a guilty smile as he chuckled awkwardly. “Sorry…”
The bunny seemed to have ignored his apology…She was too focused on pulling her foot closer to herself as she giggled, before scratching the phantom tickles off the bottom of her foot with her other foot.
Gregory looked over at Freddy. “I don’t know what to do.” Gregory admitted.
Freddy shrugged his shoulders. “This is your interrogation. I am just making sure you do not hurt her.” Freddy replied.
Gregory looked over at the bunny…then, he ran up and started skittering his fingers on the spot where her ribs were supposed to be. “Let’s try this spot.”
The bunny hung her head as she started giggling and laughing. “Hehehehehe! Yohohou…Yohou thihihink tihihicklihing is gohohoing to breheheak mehe?” She asked.
“I…I don’t know, actually. I’m just happy to try anything.” Gregory admitted.
Gregory tickled her on the ribs for another 2 minutes, before he resumed asking her. “Why are you here? Why do you want to kill me?” Gregory asked.
“Who sent you?” Freddy asked next.
“Whoa whoa whoa…” The bunny reacted. “Too many questions. One at a time, please.” The bunny ordered.
Gregory sighed. “Okay. Why are you here?” Gregory asked.
“Because I want to be here.” She replied.
“Why do you want to kill me?” Gregory asked.
“That’s classified.” She replied.
Gregory frowned. “Answer me. Now.” Gregory ordered, poking her side. “Why do you want to kill me?” Gregory asked.
The bunny yelped and guffawed. “NAHAHA! Noho! Ihi’m nohohot tehehellihihihing!” She said back.
Gregory smirked and felt around for her belly button. “You wouldn't happen to have a ticklish belly button…would you?” Gregory asked with a smirk.
“N…No…No, I don’t.” She replied casually…too casually…
Gregory’s smile widened as he dug his finger into her belly button. But to his surprise, she didn’t laugh. She didn’t even giggle. She only let out an “Ow! Hey!” in response.
Gregory widened his eyes and quickly stopped. “Sorry!” He apologized.
The bunny sighed. “It’s fine…” She sighed.
Gregory then walked up to the bunny and started tickling her neck instead. Despite the costume, it still tickled enough to make her giggle.
Gregory smiled a little bit as he tickled the secret girl. Though this situation was supposed to be serious, it was hard to keep a straight face when you’re tickling someone…even if she’s a murderer trying to kill kids like him…
Speaking of that…
Gregory tickled her for a few minutes longer before stopping. “Alright. Are you ready to talk yet?” Gregory asked.
“Yeah…sure.” The bunny replied.
Gregory grew into his serious tone. “Why do you want to kill kids like me?” Gregory asked.
“For the same reason you want to tickle people.” The bunny replied.
Gregory raised an eyebrow. “To…torture people?!” Gregory asked, surprised.
“What?” The bunny was taken back. “No no no. Because I like it. It’s fun.” The bunny replied.
Gregory frowned. “That’s wrong.” Gregory told her.
“Yeah…” Freddy spoke up. “There is a big difference between making people laugh…and ending someone’s life.” Freddy added.
“Like YOU would know the difference, body-stuffer.” she spat.
Freddy narrowed his eyes at her. He knew exactly what her words represented. But he didn’t want to be discriminated against for Fazbear Entertainment’s past mistakes…
“Gregory…” Freddy started to say.
Gregory turned to look at Freddy. “Yeah?”
Freddy looked her up and down for a few moments…then he walked up to the bunny, and grabbed the bunny’s arms. He untied her hands, but still held onto her arms. Then, he lifted her arms above her head and held them there. “Go for the armpits.” Freddy told him.
Gregory widened his eyes. “But…why? She said what I needed to hear.” Gregory told him.
“Just give it a try. If you don’t like it, then you can stop.” Freddy told him.
Gregory nodded and started to gently tickle the bunny’s armpits.
The bunny threw her head back and HOWLED with newfound laughter!
“OHOHO GOHOHOHOD- AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO!” She shouted.
Gregory widened his eyes in shock. “WHOA! How did you know?!” Gregory asked.
Freddy smirked and winked at him. “I will tell you later.” Freddy replied.
Gregory smiled and slowly caught onto what he was talking about. It sounded like Freddy had X-Ray vision or something.
Gregory ended up tickling the bunny for another 10 minutes or so…before he told Freddy to let go. He got the information he needed now…
And all he had to do now…was go to the ground floor of the Pizzaplex…
