"Umm… Hello.. Paige." He looked over the animatronic since it didn’t quite look like the rest. "I’m Rupert the maintenance man. Is there something you needed?" He asked as he scratched the back of his neck.
"It’s more like an operating room I guess." He continued to lead her towards the office, he opened the door for her with a smile. "Especially since I got us an operating table so you guys aren’t just sitting on a hard metal table."
She stepped in and sat on the table, she swung her feet in a childish manor.
"I-I guess." He’d chuckle and tries to find her blueprint, scouring a pile of boxes. "Let’s see… are you having any other problems lately?"
"I dunNo! I.. I stABbEd a kiD wITh a DUll pEnCil.."
"Hmmm… I better go consult Freddy…" He begins making his way to the door.
"NO NO NO!!"
She began to screech as high as her voice box would let her.
"DoNT TeLl FReDDY!!! He wILL tELL TOnY aNd I wILL DIE!!!"
Rupert sat for a bit before falling over. “Ow… “his ears bled a bit at the high bitch screech shot through the small room. “N-no need…” He got up and tried to find the med kit. “So loud..” He found it and began bandaging his head with gauze.
She looked at him with an upset face
"I.. I donT wAnnA dEaL wITh ToNy…"