You Come So Far...

"This looks interesting," I say as look at the sign reading, Seaame Place: Where Muppets Come to Life.

I saw an employee walkout, wearing a badge reading, "Day-Shift Guard."

"Hello," I approach a man, and put a hand out; he shakes it happily.

"Are you here for the application, Mr. Stark?" The guard asks.

I simply nod my head, and he hands me a form of letters, numbers, and Muppets. "You know as a kid, I loved Kermit."

"Oh, how splendid." He replied chuckling.

"So, can I make you guys a Kermit animatronic?" I ask.

He gives me a weird look, but says: "Ok. Worth a try, we needed a Kermit suit." I chuckle in success.

"Plus, I have a huge company," I recall.

"What's it called? Stark Inc.?" He asks.

"Yep." I reply to his question.

"Ok then," he says. "See you later, Mr. Stark."

He ran off, as I ran up to the animatronics.

"Pinkie and her funny farm, eh?" I say as I look at the replacement animatronics, which includes Pinkie Pie, Donald Duck, and Goofy. I shake my hand out, and tap on Pinkie, she starts up -

"Ya--" She shouts, as I hush to the bitch to be quiet. She continues, with those static noises, stares at me.

He began to swat her claws at me, as I narrowly avoid them. "Dude," a voice cried out, in terrible vain.

"What the hell are you--" it was that pesky night guard, Patrick.

I bring out my pocket knife, as he backs away. As I walk towards him, I see Pinkie dragging a body into Cookie Cove, and a bunch of munches and crunches of flesh and bones.

"Happy Birthday." I cooed to Patrick, before ending him for good.

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