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Marion has many duplicates

(AN: so, I really dislike other Marionette themed or based accounts. Its not that they are bad/mean, it's that just seeing them makes me jealous and angry. This one shot is separate from all the "happy bab" ones, as this is not in the same timeline nor universe. Here ya go)

(Also i wrote most of this..like....4 months ago..writers block hit me so eh)

Marion was aleep, as she had always been, things were different in her "life" now, as she had been moved to a warehouse with some other animatronics, she had not woken up sense she had fallen asleep on her last day of living within the pizzeria.

Unknown to her there were many other boxes, much like hers, but in various sizes around her. Her own box, where she slept, was one of the bigger ones. Identical music boxes played their songs, keeping all the occupants fast asleep, some more than others. Marion's music box would be stopping soon, it only lasted 7 hours when fully wound anyways.

A few other boxes were silent and open already, leaving a few of the smaller boxes and one or two of the large ones closed. Whoever was within them were gone or cowering within...

Marion lazily blinked her eyes open, yawning softly, her special mask, which could show emotion much like a humans, looked tired. She tilted her head, listening to her new surroundings. Noting the other music boxes she could faintly hear.

She perked up and slowly sat up from her curled position, slowly and carefully peeking her box open to look around. She was still waking up, but was there enough to notice all the boxes that seemed to be in storage with her, and that they all looked much liker her own. Marion whimpered, her blue and white eyes looking around in nervous confusion. 

"h-hello?" her weak voice called out quietly as she opened her box abit more, wondering who or what could be in these boxes with her. 

In the back of her mind she knew that the possibility of other puppets was a thing, but at this moment she couldn't accept it. She turned her head and yelped, seeing a small group of anamatronics looking over at her, she cowered down and looked at them, probably looking very shocked.

As all the faces she saw were masks just like hers.

There really were other puppets.

(To be continued?)

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