《Aphmau FNAF crossover》New NightGuard
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A-Aaron?
was it him I can't tell but I hear my sweet tune I feel the urge to go into my box. The song won't stop anytime soon maybe I'll send him a note.
Note:
It's me
I'll have Toy bonnie deliver it oh wait! its 6 what now?
No wonder they were so quick to get a night guard! This is a suicide job! but I'm still coming back tomorrow to see if I can find and thing about what has happened to Aphmau.
I should go and punch those two idiots! well I'm going home and going to sleep.
"Hello children can I help you?" I ask like any other usual day it was near closing time.
"Yeah get me the Freddy doll and be quick!" what an abnoucuszs child " ok, here you go" If i could grit my teeth I would but I don't have teeth!
"hello customers we are now closing please leave the premises." said the speaker. I sighed in relief but before that kid left he broke my music box! "Brat." i say under my breath with white dots in my eyes.
He saw and heard me he ran out of the pizzaria screaming. hahahaha that was the best reaction ever but I have to go into my box. I'll probably come out at 12 because my music is broken bye bye security guard.
its 12:01 he is supposed to get here at 11:55 so he doesn't die from the others. oh wait there he is!
I'm going to play a game with him he hasn't read the note yet
"Thats creepy!" ok he found my note but it sounds like Aarons voice, is it him? I pop out of my box and walk down the Isle poking my head down the hallway its him! I-I thought I'd I never see him again I jump into clear view of him in the hallway. He sees me she is shinning the light on me. "What the f-"
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Nope don't you dare curse here aaron " LANGUAGE AARON!"
what how does it know my name?! and why does it sound like Aphmau
" how do you know my name let me guess some stalkers sort of stuff well get out of here!"
I flash the light at it it seems to hurt it.
Ouch the light hurts my eyes! what do I do? How about I sing, he knows my singing!
He stopped flashing me with the flashlight but it was 6 am
The pizzaria was closed today for some odd reason so I decide to look out the doors I wish I could be with my friends again then I hear " Bark! Bark" I look down and see Celestia barking at me
That thing has moms sent all over it I want mom back! "Bark bark" it looks down at me and opens to door for my to come in i had ran away from Aaron to find the sent.
I hug Celestia its been awhile since I'v seen her
" Celestia come here girl" I look up and see Aaron keeping his distance
" Aaron its me!" he looks at me
" but how is it possible Aphmau?"
" come here let me explain"
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