Hi everyone... ah, it's the month of Halloween.

MC: *Slowly rises from the ground in spooky fashion*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! (Grabs shovel and repeatedly hits MC with it): ZOMBIE!

MC: OW! OW! OW! OW! *Grabs Shovel* NELLIE, QUIT IT! It's me!

How do I know it's really you? (Grabs another shovel)

MC: *Runs off Zombie Camoflauge paint*

Okay, now I'm convinced. (Puts shovel down): Sorry about that.

MC: Apology accepted.

But for now, let's inform our readers on what to expect from this story.

MC: *Rubs head* Yeah..

So, our friends find themselves in an old mansion on Halloween night, taking shelter when there's a storm outside. So, they pass the time with scary stories.

MC: And each one has it's own spooky plot line.

Yep, so why don't we get this story on the road! Enjoy!

MC: And remember, we do not own any of the characters except for the OCs.

Chapter 1: Five Nights at Peter's

The moon was shining bright on a Halloween night. The winds were howling. The laughter of children filled the air as they trick or treated, getting candy from door to door. Yep, it was so much fun. But trick or treating wasn't the only thing going on tonight... for the children, that is.

That's when we see our favorite friends in on the trick or treating fun as well. Jake and his crew, Sofia and her siblings, Willow, Peter, and Shawn K. walked down the street, in costume. With bags full of candy (some sugar free or gluten). "Well. This night has turned out pretty well in the trick or treating category." Shawn spoke.

"Yeah, we sure got a lot of treats." Sofia added.

"And thankfully not too many tricks." Willow added.

"I'll say, and the best part is, it's a nice night out. We've still got some more houses, and nothing can ruin our night." Jake spoke.

Just as he said that though, a big boom of thunder shook the Earth, as clouds began to form in the sky, lightning began to strike, and immediately, it began to pour down raining. Everyone groaned and glared in annoyance at Jake, "Except that..."

"Okay! Let's just find shelter until this storm blows over!" Willow spoke up.

With that, the group ran off to find a house to stay in. After minutes of running and nearly slipping in the rain, they soon find some shelter. They find themselves standing in front of what looked like an old abandoned mansion. "Are we sure this is a safe place for us?" Cubby asked with concern.

"I'm sure it is. Besides, were only going to be here till the rain lightens up." Peter said.

With that, they walked inside the mansion. The inside of it looked rather nice. With a den, nice staircase, and a fireplace. And better yet, even towels for drying off. Now this was what they really needed right now. And before they knew it, they were sitting in either chairs or on the couch, wrapped in blankets, and drinking hot chocolate... and counting their candy.

James immediately spoke up, "Look at all the treats we got. I think we have more than anybody else."

"But let's not each too much. None of us want tummy aches." Willow added.

Shawn looked outside, to see that it was still storming. "We're definitely going to be here a while."

Peter nodded, "You're right. That storm is not gonna end for a long time... but we have to find something to do until it ends. I don't wanna be bored the whole time."

Everyone thought. What could they possible do to pass the time. That's when Jake had an idea, "I know! Why don't we tell scary stories? After all, it is Halloween."

Cubby gulped, "Scary stories... uh, I don't know."

"Don't worry, Cubby. It'll be fun. We can take turns telling our own story, and even you can tell a story of your own." Izzy assured the small pirate boy, which made him a little less scared, "I guess."

Peter smiled, "Great! Scary stories it is... but who will be the first to tell theirs?"

All went completely silent in the room for the moment... until Jake raised his hand, "Oh, I have a story I'd like to tell." He said.

Sofia smiled, "Yeah, Jake should go first. After all, he did come up with the idea of telling stories."

The pirate boy then stood up, and posed in front of the fireplace, "It's called... Five Nights at Peter's." Lightning strikes outside, as everyone started to feel very intimidated. Jake continued, "Once upon a night... a young boy was seeking a job to help his family... when he came across a flyer asking 'Help Wanted'.

That's when we go into a fantasy scene, where we see Jake as the boy in the story, looking at a flyer, "Peter Pan's Pizza... help wanted... so, they're looking for a security guard... this might be my chance to save up money."

"The boy was thrilled. He thought that this job would be easy. But little did he know... was that this would be a week... he wouldn't forget."

We then see Jake sitting in an office, with a tablet pad in his hand, currently, someone was talking to him on the phone, via speaker... and that someone happened to sound like Shawn K.

"Uh hello?!"

"Hi... I'm the new guy, for the security guard. You said you would give me a call about what to do." Jake spoke.

"Uh, yeah I'm recording this message to help you get settled in for your night on the job here at Peter Pan's Pizza."

"Okay." Jake replied, as the man continued to speak, "Now, you're filling in as a security guard. And it's quite simple really, just check the cameras and systems to make sure all is working fine. Your shift should start now at midnight and end at six. But please make sure to check the cameras frequently and save up on your power, since the power fuse box for the security office is a bit on the fritz due to lack of payment, if you use too much. It'll go out."

Jake nodded, "Okay. This should be easy."

The voice chuckled, "I wouldn't be so sure about that... you are aware of the characters based off of this restaurant, right?"

"You mean the two waitresses, Balloon Pirate, The Prince, and Peter Pan himself? Yeah. Why?"

"Well... what if I told you... that these characters actually like to roam at night between twelve and six. They aren't as innocent as they seem. If they happen to find you... and catch you... let's just say that they'll do unspeakable things to you..."

After hearing that, Jake gulped a little. Now feeling nervous. "Um... okay, thanks for the info..."

"Good luck, stay safe. And hope you can make it through the night."

"Thanks... I'll see you in the morning, I guess..."

With that, the call was ended, as Jake looked at the tablet again, looking at the cameras.

"And then... his shift started... and boy it would be a tough one."

It was now 1 AM, and all seemed quiet at the moment so far. Jake checked the doors by pressing a button to light the hallways. When it came on, Jake saw nothing... so, it seemed clear for now. Maybe this shift wouldn't end up so bad after all. Jake then checked the right door, and pressed the button, The lights go on... and standing by the window... was a waitress who looked like Izzy, but she looked kinda dirty, had messy hair, and a crazed look on her face. She began to wave at Jake, who quickly gasps in shock and seals the door shut.

The boy began to breathe heavily, what did he just see?

After calming down a little, Jake checked the cameras again. Just to make sure if nothing else was out of place. Or worse! He pressed the button to see that the waitress was gone, and he opened the door again.

He sighed a little, thinking he was safe. He then decided to check the other door. And as he pressed the button to turn on the light, but that's when he saw standing right at the opened doorway. It was the Prince, waving hello. Jake quickly closed the door on him. He felt his heart beating hard after that near encounter.

He checked the lights. The prince was gone. Jake opened the door, before checking the cameras. As he flipped through them, he saw a shadow in the hall. But what could it be?

Jake checked another camera, getting rather frantic, before checking the hallways. Nothing there, so he was good for now. Soon 2 AM came around, as Jake checks the power remaining from the tablet reading. The tablet had 66 percent left.

He soon began to talk to himself, "Okay... I've still enough power. I can do this... just three more hours left. I can pull through. No mascot characters are gonna do unspeakable things to me tonight."

Suddenly, Jake heard a sinister voice, "Little boy.. say your prayers.. I am coming for you."

The young guard paled up immediately, as he quickly checked both doors. Nobody was there, "Um... who goes there?" He asked timidly, checking the cameras.

Then to his horrific shock, he saw another waitress (though this one was blonde), running down the hall with a crazed look on her face... and she was running right towards the office.

Jake quickly closed the door so she wouldn't get in. The only thing he could hear, was her knocking on the door. This was getting completely scary big time.. Just look at Jake, the poor boy was sweating like a bullet. That's when he heard the sinister voice again, "Before the chimes ring.. your life shall cease to exist.."

"Y-Y-You don't scare me..." Jake whimpered, looking around. "You're not gonna do unspeakable things to me..."

Suddenly, as Jake put the tablet down, he saw a pirate boy carrying balloons right in front of him, "Hi." The boy greeted.

Jake screamed in shock. "How did you get in here?"

"The door was open. Want a balloon." The pirate boy held out a red one. Now he was getting really creeped out. Jake didn't trust this little boy... at all. The pirate smiled, "It's okay. I won't hurt you. The others may wanna kill you, but I'm just following along for the ride. Go on, take one. It's all yours.

Against his own judgement, he proceeds to reach out and grab hold of the balloon. As soon as he took it, the boy smiled some more, and left, but not before saying this, "Oh, and your power is at 31 percent now, and it's 4 AM, thought you'd like to know. See ya."

Jake looked at the tablet to see the balloon pirate was right. He only had two hours left, and only 31 percent left. He slumped into the chair, feeling even more scared.

"Only two hours left... and only thirty one percent... the boy wondered if he was ever going to make it through the night..."

His hands tightened on the tablet, his eyes glued close to the screen. He remembered to check the doors carefully. "Okay... almost there... almost 5 AM... nothing has got me yet..."

Suddenly, he heard that sinister voice again, "Time is almost up.. your biggest fear is out to get you.. prepare to lose your life."

"Leave me alone..." Jake whimpered, checking the doors again.

He was so scared right now. But the sinister voice kept talking, "You never should have came here in the first place.. now this one mistake will seal your fate.."

"I was only trying to save money... for my family..."

Just then, he heard footsteps... menacing footsteps. Jake checked the doors again. Nothing. He then checked the cameras, nothing seemed to be there. Then where were the footsteps coming from.

Jake looked at his percentage... 10 percent. Seeing that made his eyes bulged out in shock. How did he go down to 10% when he was at over 30% not too long ago?

That's when he heard evil laughter, and it sounded like it was coming from just outside the door. Jake panicked and checked both doors once again. Nothing there, he sighed a bit. But not of relief, but of misery as he looked at the tablet again.

"Eep.."

On one of the cameras, was a shadowed person, with glowing eyes, staring into the camera, Like as if he was staring down the boy himself. Jake whimpered as he checked the doors again. Nothing. He looked at the clock... 5:55. It was almost 6 AM already?

Only five more minutes to go.

"Only five more minutes to go... the boy thought he could make... he was going to make it... until..."

Jake looked at the power again... 1 percent!

And it was still only 5:56 AM.

Jake tried to keep himself calm. He could make it... he would make it... he should make i-

Suddenly, the lights, the tablet, and the doors... went out. Jake was left in complete darkness, "No... no, no, no, no, no..."

Only a few minutes, and the powers ends up going out. He felt very doomed now, suddenly he began to hear something. It was the sound of music... very evil sounding music.

That's when he saw something coming from the opened left side of the door. Glowing eyes staring right back at him. Jake braced himself for a jumpscare. But then he heard the sinister voice.

"Your time is up.. Life as you know it is over.."

Suddenly, a figure popped up right in front of Jake, with a demonic look on his face, and letting out an unholy screech. It was Peter Pan himself!

Jake screamed in terror, as the evil mascot grabbed him and dragged him away!

"The boy didn't realize that he was being tricked. For when he thought that it was almost 6 AM... it was really only 5:30... the evil mascots had pushed the time back to throw him off."

Later, Jake found himself tied to a chair, as the two waitresses stood in front of him, "Want some pizza and a cupcake? We figured you'd have one last meal before our master painfully sucks out your soul." The brunette waitress asked.

All Jake did was whimper with fear, if there's one thing he doesn't want to do tonight. It's get killed. "I guess not." The blonde waitress spoke.

Suddenly, said master floated in front of Jake, wearing a green formal suit, and an evil grin on his face, "It is time."

"Please... why are you doing this?" Jake timidly asked.

Peter smirked as he grabbed the boys chin, "A better question would be, how will you breath with all the wires and mechanical parts crushing your body from inside the suit?"

"Suit... w-what are you talking about?"

The mascot chuckled, as he took out a book, opened it, and showed Jake pictures... of children. This confused the boy as Peter explained, "There was a reason of the missing children incident sometime ago. For we have hypnotically led these children to the back, one by one. Upon doing so, we claimed their lives and stuff them into mechanical suits. Releasing their souls for me to devour."

"But... why do you steal kids souls?" Jake asked.

"To grow stronger... But enough talk, time to get stuffed."

Jake began to panic again.

"Time was running out for the boy. He could only hope for a miracle now."

Peter grabbed the mask of the suit and approaches him, preparing to put in on and stuff the boy. Jake began to plead, "No! No! Please! Don't! You can't do this! I'm innocent!"

The mascot laughed, nothing was going to stop him now. Jake only closed his eyes as tears fell, which the mascot noticed, suddenly...

There were chimes... Jake looked at the clock... it was 6 AM.

The waitresses gasped, and Peter growled, "No..."

"Oh yeah! I made it!" Jake cheered, until the mascot shot him a death glare. "I was that close to devouring your soul.."

"I guess I got lucky tonight."

And so, because it was now 6 AM, Jake was free to go, but not before the mascot gave him a deadly warning, "You may be free this time.. but next time.. I will devour your soul.."

The boy just kept walking, although nervous, knew what to do next time...

That's when we go out to the real world, as Jake concluded his story, "And so, for the next four nights, the boy watched the characters every move, saved up enough power... and saved up enough money for his family. The characters were clearly no match for him."

Everyone was a bit startled with how the story went, no one more startled than Cubby, "Wow, Jake... that sure was scary."

"Thanks, Cubby." Jake smiled.

"So what happened to the boy after the fifth night?" Willow couldn't help but asked.

"Well... that's a story for another time."

Shawn grinned, "Not bad Jake, not bad."

"Now." Peter spoke. "Who's next?"

James immediately stood up with a smile, "I have a story I thought up. It'll be something that says: Boom goes the cannon!"

I would love to see what James has in store next chapter.

MC: You think it'll be just as spooky as Jake's story?

We'll have to see. But speaking of Jake's story, yeah, as you can tell, it's a parody of Five Nights at Freddy's.

MC: That's right.

But aside from that, that's it for this chapter, we'll see you guys later, and don't forget to review, please. Thank you. And... MC, we better get you to a hospital. I think me hitting you with a shovel split your head, because I see blood, and that may require stitches.

MC: B..b..Blood? *Feels forehead*

Yep...

MC: Oh great..