It had been a week sense either marionette or mike had shown up to foxy's. The crew was worried sick, having come to the decision to ride over and see what was going on. Every foxy's' employee, except tabby, piled into the van, foxy covered by a tarp in the back while the others took to cramming into the seats.
The drive over was uneventful, so they arrived at Mike's house in no time flat. Yet Foxy banged on the wall of the van, impatient to see what had happened to his brother, jere cracked a smile at that, just getting out and heading around the back to open it, while fritz and Natalie walked to the front door. Fritz, being the weirdo he was, tried the door, in his surprise he found it unlocked. He and nat shared a look, worry evident on their faces.
Foxy launched himself through the door, jeremy frantically trying to stop him as he ran past the worried pair.
"Foxy! Stop running!!" Jeremy whisper yelled after him.
Foxy paid him no attention, just calling for his brother and moving towards mike's bedroom, hope that the pair was there. Jere followed, just sending an exasperated look towards fritz and Natalie as he did so. The pair shared another look before following jere.
Foxy paused at the door, tilting his head before pushing it open, inside was the soft music of marions box, telling the guests of the house that the missing pair were in fact here.
Foxy was the first to spot the black fabric half hidden in mikes blankets, just moving over to what he presumed was his brother before shaking the lump.
He was surprised at the soft jingling sound that followed, his brother didn't make that sound.
His attention was shaken from the pile of blankets to another black fabric'ed body that sat up from the bed. His brother staring at him silently as foxy backed off in confusion.
"Lad..-? But who be under-??"
He stared at his brother before ripping the blankets off the other figure. Revealing another puppet animatronic.
Gasps escaped the mouths of the intruders, jere, fritz, and Nat having caught up finally.
Marion looked at them all, then to the animatronic beside him. He stayed quiet, just pulling the blanket back over its sleeping form.
Fritz made to speak, but was shushed by the puppet, he pointed towards the living room, then vanished.
The others looked at eachother. Then retreated to the living room, casting glances towards the bed on their way out.
Marion was waiting for them, just sitting on the couch and gazing at his lap.
"So...I bet all of you are wondering what's going on.."
His voice was slow and edged with static, alerting his brother that marion wasn't nearly as put together as he looked.
The others nodded, wondering what had happened and who that mystery animatronic was.
Marion was slow to speak, breaking up slightly as he told the story of how he found mike and what he had done.
In the end the group was shocked and understandably upset, the thought that mike had died and no one but marion had known was horrible.
Marion rubbed his mask, purple tears leaking from him that he desperately tried to remove.
There was a noise from the hall after a moment, causing the group to look over in curiosity.
Mike stood there, leaning on the wall as he stood on his new thin legs. His posture looked tired and weak, but his mask stayed still.
It was much like how marionette had been unable to move his own mask at first.
Marion moved to him, helping him stay upright as mike looked at the group silently.
The silence was broken a moment later,
"hey guys...I've been dying to see you all again-"