#the scene of the first row is cute and doesn't really fit with the others

[cuntylouis]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE | Louis' various half-smiles, hidden smiles, and forced smiles for his partners

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hello I saw your post with the Roxy having a lost child that got me thinking what if chica has a lost child as well.Maybe the child wanted to meet chica in person in the pizzaplex but couldn’t because of money issues so they hid until after hours and went looking for her.

They would probably meet her when the child got hungry and went to look for food like in the kitchen.And possibly the child getting excited to see her and mentions to wanting to share their food with her when catching her eating garbage sadly knowing how it feels to not eat good food due to money issues??

Also they wear a pink shirt with glittery hair clips having big white frame glasses with cheap white and pink make shift jewelry holding a white chicken plushie that has little handmade clothes and accessories to resemble her ???

Not really good with this one maybe you can think of something better??? IDK

Oh this is FAR too cute to pass up...I think I wanna make this a little series haha. If ya'll get anymore ideas with Monty or Freddy or hell even DJ Music Man I'd love to hear them! Doesn't matter if they're plot-centered or not (ie this fic is set prior to SB's events).

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Every so often you'd find yourself drawn back to Rockstar Row, hoping to see the face of your favorite Mega Pizzaplex star: Glamrock Chica.

But sadly the pink room with a single window looking in remained empty. Her instrument was abandoned on the sofa, and it only made you frown as you wondered where she could have gone if she wasn't practicing.

Still you didn't give up hope. Though you didn't realize how truly alone you were until now, after the doors closed for the night and wouldn't reopen until 6AM. You can only imagine what this place must've looked like when it was open during the day, with families and children running amok.

The truth was, this was your first time inside the mall. You've always had to admire it from the outside, as financial struggles in your family made it difficult to visit such fun places.

This one certainly wasn't on the table. "We can't waste our money there, [y/n]. We need it for more important things like food and clothing and doctor visits. Do you understand?" Your family said after you casually mentioned Mega Pizzaplex's grand opening.

Of course, it was probably silly to ask them that. But it didn't hurt any less hearing that nearly every kid in town went here, and you had to lie so they didn't make fun of you.

Though now you understood what they were talking about. This place rocks! You didn't anticipate it being huge. You would've lost your way had a Mapbot not surprised you with a free map, so you pulled it out and took a look at it, wondering where to go from here.

The white chicken plushie that you dolled-up to resemble Chica was tucked under your arm as you read the map. You then felt your stomach growling a little, and you decided simple snacks won't do. You've been using magnets to scramble the vending machines so you didn't have to scour for quarters.

But you could definitely go for a proper meal. Like a pizza.

'Wait..Chica always advertises food...maybe she's at the kitchen!' You thought with a smile, before you ventured to the atrium where most of the popular attractions and restaurants were.

You saw places like El Chip and Bonnie Bowl on the floors above, but none of them seemed fitting for Chica. So after carefully maneuvering past the STAFF security bots, and getting lost several times in the vents, you arrived "behind the scenes" of the mall and found the red double doors with a sizzling pan icon on the wall.

Of course, it didn't say "kitchen" in bright neon letters, and this place was more dull and dreary than you expected. But judging from the munching sounds you heard on the other side, you knew you were right where you wanted to be.

After dusting yourself off, you prepared to meet her, hoping to share a pizza with her if possible, as you gently pushed the door open.

And you finally saw the glamorous chicken you've come to adore..

Eating...garbage?

Sure enough, there she was--shoveling old food and plastic wrappers into her beak like it was the last supper. She seemed to take delight in this "meal", as she continued happily munching on the trash, ignoring everything around her.

Despite being surprised she was acting this way, you weren't shocked nor disgusted.

After all, you could understand the need to pick through trash, relying on leftovers and other people's food scraps to sustain yourself. It was far from unhealthy, but you were used to it. It's been your way of living and getting whatever nutrients you needed. You even searched through those same dumpsters to make jewelry for yourself, like the glittery clips in your hair and plastic bracelets on your wrists.

Considering that, being able to visit this place and afford real tasty food was something you only thought was possible in dreams.

You never would've expected to see Chica, a literal robot celebrity, doing the same thing you've been doing for years.

Did they not feed her enough here? Or was the food not as great as everyone says? Or maybe the pressures of singing got to her?

As you thought about why she'd resort to eating trash, the door unknowingly squeaked shut and you tensed up.

The sudden noise made her cease all movements. Then, much like an owl, she swiveled her head around 180 degrees and saw you standing there.

You hugged your chicken tightly, frozen like a deer in headlights as she stood up and turned her body, her head shifting back into its normal place with a click. "This area is off-limits!" She warned, approaching you, though as she realized you (and your plush) were dressed like her, she stopped and gazed at you in wonder.

"Little chick..you look...so lovely! What adorable glasses!" She smiled, taking the wing of your chicken and shaking it. Though she frowned slightly, her friendly demeanor faltering quickly. "But what are you doing back here? Especially after hours?"

"I-I..I got locked in." You told her, not wanting to be afraid. "But I just wanted to meet you!"

Chica got down on both knees and tilted her head, a frown resting on her beak. "I haven't seen you before. What's your name, sweetie?"

"[Y/n], I'm..probably the only kid in town who hasn't seen you in-person. I can't really..a-afford to come here." You looked down at your shoes in shame, hugging the chicken plushie. This was definitely not how you wanted your first meeting with your idol to go. She was probably mad at you for trespassing. "So I..I stayed after closing."

"[Y/n], you should know better." She tutted, shaking her head. "No matter the reason, nobody should wander back here where it's so dark and dirty and full of rats and...trash...mmm..delicious trash...."

"Uh..Chica?" You looked up, eyebrows furrowed in confusion at her strange behavior.

"H-H-Huh?" Suddenly her head twitched as she made a bwak-like noise, holding the sides of her face before seemingly coming back to her senses. "I'm sorry..I...our friendly security STAFF will escort you out-"

"No, no. It's okay. I don't judge you for liking trash." Putting your plush in your pocket, you reached up to put your smaller hands over her plastic ones. "I...know what it's like to not always have good food. Sometimes trash is all I have for a few days, or a week..maybe longer. But I understand the struggle, Chica. It's okay."

Chica blinked with surprise, before her shoulders relaxed a bit. She knew very well nobody was happy with her new "eating habits", especially after that Monty Mystery Mix made her go haywire. But she wouldn't dare tell you that...she felt guilty enough for scaring you.

She definitely felt like something was wrong with her, though for now she didn't want to put that burden on you. You've gone through enough trouble trying to find her--and put great effort into your choice of fashion--so all she wanted to do was treat you like a superstar, as every kid who met her deserves to feel.

Being caught in a dirty kitchen eating filth wasn't exactly the best first impression, but you seemed to understand and have empathy for her. And for that she was grateful. She couldn't imagine what would happen if another child caught her like this.

"Oh, sweetie..that means a lot to me. Now I can't send you home on an empty stomach, can I?" She stood up, gesturing to a nearby bot dressed in a chef's outfit, explaining to you how pizzas are crafted virtually and delivered on time.

Since the machines were still working, she took you to the kitchen office where the Pizzabot's controls were, holding your hand so you didn't get lost. The Security bots who patrolling the area seemed confused about whether to sound the alarm or not.

In the end, you got to enjoy a delicious pizza with your favorite Glamrock.

You both agreed this was definitely more satisfying than leftovers.