One Black Sheep And Her List, And One Confused Cat (Insanity Awaits?)
Catnap finds himself in another different theatre. 'Great' he says to himself, just like every other. Till of course he looks onstage to see a familiar looking black sheep, clad in black along with the rest of the cast, all Catnap thinks is 'I want sleep'
"Enough with the rhymes!" He muttered out loud. Being in this hell for so long had clouded his mind. Now he for no reason starts rhyming and adding musicality to his speech, And somehow even hears some narration. He looks at the stage to see Baba Chops, wearing some Japanese looking makeup and robes, along with the rest of his friends that he would rather not see again. "When will I ever leave?" He says while looking to the ceiling. He doesn't remember for how long he was going through this hell, but he was getting tired and wanted an end. The view in front of him is not one he recognizes, though he wouldn't need to since he would probably memorize every single word after enough time. And like clockwork, the orchestra starts playing their instruments, a simple and upbeat tune, and Baba starts rhythmically singing.
"As some days may happen, That a victim must be found, I've got a little list, I've got a little list."
Catnap leans into his chair, after all he needs to learn what to do to get out with each time he finds himself in a new theatre. Somehow every theatre needed something different, like an ever changing puzzle.
"Like Playtime Co. Employees, And Scientists perverted, Well they never would be missed, Yes they never would be missed."
Catnap gasps at these lyrics while the crowd of plain yellow mannequins who occupied the chairs had laughed at the line.
"There's Mommy Long Legs, The pink spider, From her big mouth she'd spout. While Daddy Long Legs, he left for milk, He'll be back no doubt. Smiling Critters who don't believe in God, Nightmare Critters who maybe do. All the children who "found their homes" That turned into monsters too. And dearest little Poppy, Whomst every beck and call you'd listen. Well I don't think they'd be missed, I'm sure they'd not be missed."
Catnap was holding back laughter out of respect and for memory of the many that he killed while under the prototype's control. But he really couldn't help himself, and out came a giggle straight out of his mouth.
"She's got them on the list, She's got them on the list, And then none of them be missed, And none of them be missed."
Catnap didn't know why he was laughing, but he was kind of glad he was. He was never able to properly feel joy again after his death.
"There's the people who's names you should remember, Like Leith, Elliot, and Harley. Especially the horrid scientist, I've got him on the list. All workers, talkers, doctors, and specialists, One guy who was told to get coffee. They never would be missed.
They never would be missed."
Catnap continued to laugh with the crowd, for the first time he felt like enjoying himself.
"The big blue lanky who's name is Huggy. Whos name is quite ironic. For his bloodstained fur not fluffy. Unchanging smile demonic. His sharpened teeth of utter grim. His length of far too tall. And his "girlfriend" Kissy Missy, Are they not related at all?
Well I don't think they'd be missed, I'm sure they'd not be missed."
"She's got them on the list, She's got them on the list, And then none of them be missed, And none of them be missed."
Catnap was happily laughing while wiping tears away from his eyes, he always thought the two were incredibly creepy. Probably more than him.
"The Smiling Critters lovingly sweet, The Nightmare Critters... look alike. But there's one feline among them, Who's now a little purple delight. Who once was large but is now small, Who was under control of his mad God, Why he's not on my list?
No he was never on the list!"
Catnap had gasped while the crowd laughed away like always. He didn't think he would be featured in the song, but if they were to list everything wrong with Playtime and its monsters, human or not, it was only a matter of time until he was picked. But if so then why wasn't he on the list of people that Baba hates? Just then, he sees every one of the smiling critters get up from their positions and get in front of Baba.
"He was once a Theodore Grambell, An experiment turned not quite right, He now finds himself in a hell, Of musical numbers delight, This place a great big circus that personalizes his guilt, That stems from an awful vile monster, Who had the naïve kitten built, To be the perfect one to be called monster, Even though many people you have killed, You don't have to worry Catnap. For you will definitely be missed."
Dogday, Kickin, Bubba, Bobby, Hoppy, Crafty, and Picky all sung in unison. Catnap now crying profusely over the tender words, with people from the crowd cheering and clapping. He fell off the seat on to his knees to continue crying. He was unsure if he deserved this, this kind of affection from his friends who he betrayed. But he does know that hell exists for people who are guilty. With a lightened heart, he says. "I'm so sorry, please forgive me."
"He will not be put on the list!, Yes he will not be put on the list! For that he will be dearly missed! For he will be dearly missed!"
Everyone finished singing, and had finished with a bow. While Catnap ran to his friends and finally felt their touch in a beautiful group hug. While the crowd of faceless mannequins had clapped and cheered over this image of friendship and forgiveness.