I couldn't help it (or resist!) the image of little toddler-size bots and toddler spirits would not leave! So, when I should be working on my Tron story Voiceless It Cries, I end up writing about little kid-bots and outta control powers.

By the way, if anyone wants to do covers for these stories (including the Soul books)...I'd highly encourage it!

Chapter 1

Careful What You Wish For

Most people would say 'no' to working the holiday shift when they didn't have to and the building was closed. Jeremy, however, didn't mind one bit. It just meant that he wouldn't be bothered by anyone and he had more time to spend with the spirits that haunted the pizzeria.

Jeremy walked into his office just to hear the faint strains of music and to see his sister's slender form laying on the floor, eyes closed as she contentedly listened to the iPod that Jeremy had brought in.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked as Emily's glowing silver eyes opened and looked towards her brother before looking at the pale blue sparks that flickered from her hands, dancing around her fingers.

"You could say that," she smiled, closing her hand and cutting off the blue sparks.

She sat up as Jeremy sat in the chair, his hands on his knees.

"It just amazes me how much technology has changed," she told him, "I mean…all we had was a music box to keep…that…tame,"

"Can you do anything else besides a light show?" he asked, nodding towards her hands.

Emily opened her hands and shrugged.

"Dunno," she replied, "I've been experimenting but I haven't seen anything other than being able to stop Matt and Mike's shadows in their tracks,"

She rubbed her head as she gave a sheepish smile.

"Mike still threw me pretty far," she admitted, "She's…pretty powerful on her own,"

"Ah, but you're powerful too," Jeremy smiled, pulling his sister into a hug, "I've seen what you can do,"

Emily blushed and snuggled deeper into her brother's chest.

"I missed you so much, Jeremy," she murmured.

"I missed you too, Em," Jeremy told her…right as his sister's form burst into smoke and streamed out of the office.

Jeremy gave a sad sigh as he heard the shrieks of pain from seven voices. Although, he didn't give two cares about Scott…hearing the child-like shrieks and then the scream of an adult woman always made Jeremy uneasy.

"Well," he sighed as he got out of his seat and picked up a toolbox, starting to head out of the office, "Let's get to work…"

And that's when he heard the faint tinkling of a music box.

"All around the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel, the monkey thought t'was all in good fun…Pop! Goes the weasel!"

There was a shriek and a black and white blur tackled Jeremy, making him fall to the ground with a girlish scream.

"Gotcha!" Emily giggled as she sat on Jeremy's chest.

"Haha, very funny, Em," he growled, gently shoving her feather-light body off him.

"You scream like a little girl," she chuckled as she drew her thin, slender body up to its full six foot something height, "I never noticed that before,"

"So I scream like you then?" Jeremy teased, poking one of the white buttons on his sister's chest.

The spirit gave a giggle before hugging Jeremy once again.

"I love you, big brother" she purred happily, burying the porcelain mask into his chest.

"I love you too, little sis," Jeremy told her before holding her thin form out just a little bit, "I gotta get to work, Em. I'm almost done fixing Mike…she should be able to walk again tonight,"

"I'll come with!" Emily chirped, her pale silver eyes shining happily.

Jeremy shook his head.

"Maybe next time, Em. Mike's been pretty irritable lately especially since she knows she's so close to walking again…she might go off if you're in there and damage herself even further,"

The two lights flickered, like Emily was blinking rapidly, before…

"O-oh," the black and white spirit muttered, "O-Okay. I'll um, I'll just wait 'til you're done then,"

"Thanks, Em," Jeremy smiled, stroking the top of her head gently, "I'll see you in a bit, okay?"

And he was gone.

Emily hugged her arms as she turned her head towards the dining area. Ever since Fazbear's Fright burned down a few months ago, they'd all been living in the old location where both Mike and Jeremy had worked. The owners decided to repair everyone, even Spring and Gold and Foxy. They only one they hadn't fixed yet was Gold…and Jeremy took it upon himself to fix the motor parts at least while the owners got everything else. They'd reopened Pirate's Cove (after replacing Foxy's metal teeth and hook with rubber ones so that they couldn't even puncture paper) and were planning to have some sort of show with Spring and Gold.

The spirits were still set free during the day, but the downside was that they couldn't leave the building unless Jeremy was with them. So that meant Mike didn't really get to see her son that often…and it really upset her. Jeremy wasn't even sure that he wanted to bring the little boy to the building…seeing as Scott was still wandering around…in a solid form. Thank goodness though that Spring was able to put him in his place if he even tried to step outta line.

Emily could hear the other spirits wandering around, laughing and enjoying being with their friends…and she couldn't help but wonder if Jeremy liked being around them more. It was just…everyone but her had a neat ability. Matt controlled shadows, Amanda would short out electricity or shock things, Sam could teleport, Robby ran at high speeds, Scott could create multiple versions of himself (though they were harmless), and Mike was a mix of everyone but Scott. All Emily could do was make a little light show. And it wasn't fear that she was technically the youngest. After all, Scott was 44 when he died, Mike was 26 when she was killed, Robby was 12, Matt was 11 and three quarters, Sam was 10 and Amanda was 8. Emily was seven when Scott murdered her…making her the youngest. If he had succeeded in killing Mike when he killed the others, Mike would have been the youngest at 6, but now…

Emily shook her head as she closed her eyes.

It wasn't fair!

"He'd probably like you more if you could do something besides a pretty light show," a voice whispered.

"Leave me alone," Emily growled, holding her hands to where her ears would be, "Get out of my head!"

"You could show him…" the Marionette whispered and Emily shuddered, shaking her head, "You're much more powerful than they are…you're the Puppet Master now…"

"I don't care!" Emily cried, not noticing the blue glow around her hands, "Just leave me alone!"

"Pity being the youngest…you've seen the most, you should be in charge…"

"I wish I wasn't the youngest!" Emily finally yelled…right as a blue flash engulfed the area and illumined the whole building.

When it died, Emily looked up…and froze.

"What…did I just do?!"

"There you go, Mike," Jeremy smiled, putting away his screwdriver and standing upright, putting his hands on his hips, "All done. Try out your new legs,"

Mike shakily got her feet. She stood upright, trembling slightly before cautiously putting a foot forwards. The golden bear's eyes lit up happily as she didn't go tumbling to the floor.

"He does a good job," Gold approved, making Mike smile, "Now, we just need to convince the owners not to leave us in the corner anymore,"

Mike embraced Jeremy, making him gasp in pain at the crushing hug. Mike winced and let go slowly.

"Ooops, sorry, Jeremy," she apologized, "Guess I don't know my own strength,"

"Yeah, no kidding," Jeremy snorted as another glint of gold caught his eye, "I know you're back there! Scaring me isn't gonna happen this time,"

A soft growl sounded as two pale green lights flickered on.

"Be glad she's there. Otherwise, it'd be different," Scott's voice growled before the golden rabbit slunk away out into the main room.

Jeremy saw Mike jerk like someone shoved her before a heavy golden paw placed itself on his shoulder.

"Don't worry about him," Gold said, her paler gold gaze glowing gently, "Spring's not strong enough yet…hopefully he will be soon and then we'll make sure that demon won't be a problem,"

"I forget, there's two of you there," Jeremy sighed as Gold gave a glitchy laugh and jerked again as Mike took control.

"And it's no less annoying," the spirit deadpanned before walking past him into the main room with the others, "I'll be with Robby if you need me,"

Jeremy gave a nod…right as a blue flash seared through the area, along with Emily's yell. The man raced out the door and saw Emily standing perfectly still in the hall entrance.

"Em?" he asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Emily turned a frightened look towards her brother, her permanent smile seeming more concerned than happy…

"Jeremy…it was an accident!" she told him, "I-I don't know what happened! One minute they're normal and the next…that!"

Jeremy tensed, ready to sprint back to the office and slam down the doors at the first sight of a black and white eye…and froze.

For instead of six, six to seven foot tall bots…there were six tiny, toddler-sized animatronics, all of whom were knocked out cold on the floor.

So, the Marionette is still there...not very powerful at all, but there. Next time, the little bots all wake up...with no memory whatsoever...just that they know they're not supposed to be like that!

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

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Elhini Prime signing off.