[b]FREDDY[/b]
Freddy groaned to himself, he got up. Looking around, he heard violent banging and clanging pots and pans. He sighed, it was getting late. Freddy went to the stage and paused for a minute on the stage. He began to slumber, closing his eyes. In a agony, in years he sniffed all he could smell was him. The dirty animatronic suit he once was, he moaned in distress.
Waterworks came out of his eyes, crying. He cried to himself.