Fnaf-tober Day 8: Funtime Freak Show
Should have it been anyone else the animatronic clown would have turned a blind eye, but this one, my God, this one made him stop and think.
It had been years, nearly two decades before he had last seen her. She had been an annoying brat then changed into a crumbling and trembling soul just by trying to accept ice cream from the clown of her dreams. He wasn't going to lie, he had laughed at her torment for years purely on how ironic the whole thing was especially when the clown herself lost her mind on the dilemma.
Now here she was, bringing nearly everyone down by her presence alone with her long orange hair and emerald eyes. He could hear it, the clown herself talking to herself that first night, her obsession going vast as the many years she had waited for her return finally come true. Just like how HE promised but to be completely honest, it had been a lie, a white lie that is, but no one wanted to tell her because if they did she would have been in denial or attack them for saying such a thing.
Days had passed, maybe a few weeks, a month as well but it was all the same to the clown. His plan was going just well, everyone was excited to go through it and finally get out of the depths of the underground. Not because they were tortured, no, that had been a tactic for anyone to feel sorry for them, it was for them to get as much blood in their own hands to falsify their own bloodlust.
He easily towered her, everyone calling the clown names as he made himself into something newer, something better, something...sharper to use in combat. Something he had used to capture the poor still struggling woman and hold her down as he grasped into her insides and pull them right out. Dissecting her to her very core and resembling himself to fit into her body, fixing the small details before he finally left the whole mess behind.
That was fine, it wasn't his problem anymore anyways...
Now everyone was complaining that the clown only compared himself to a better perspective than to compare the others. He would make an excuse on the spot but seeing the eyeballs that all looked down on him now look up in uncertainty made him fill with a sense of pride. A pride he hasn't had in a very VERY long time...
He said, in her voice and let the others scream out in their own dissatisfaction as he made it into the elevator.
