Okay, guys! Chapter 4! Hopefully a long (er) chapter.

Angel: Good guess, but nope!

Meesa own nothing

Mike Schmidt sighed as he checked the cameras. Nothing unusual. Freddy and Bonnie were practicing, Foxy was sitting in his cove, humming, and Chica (from the sound of it) was in the kitchen. Mike put down the camera, leaning back. His first week here had been stressful, but at least it hadn't been boring. Still, the pay was okay, especially for someone who had to pay rent and didn't want to live with his parents.

Suddenly, a clanking sound echoed down the hallway. Reflexively, Mike reached for the door button, but stopped himself at the last minute. Bonnie poked his head in. "Hey, Mike, have you seen a servo around? Freddy's missing one."

Freddy poked his head in and waved his limp arm to demonstrate the lack of control. Mike shook his head. "Haven't seen one, but I'll check around." He opened the drawers in the desk to check. Pencils, markers, a giant lacey bra...wait what?

Bonnie wolf whistled as Mike pulled out the bra and held it up. It looked to be a size E, maybe bigger. Mike frowned and stuffed it back into the drawer. He'd have to have a talk with the day guard. Something moved on one of the cameras and Mike looked back at it. Coming out of the restrooms were three young men, accompanied by what looked like a cube and a floating eye. Bonnie and Freddy looked over his shoulder as Mike switched cameras to see Chica heading in that direction. Mike grabbed his flashlight to follow her.

Sean shivered as the three crept along the hallway. Sam was hiding under his hat and causing it to float off his head slightly. "Oh God why?" he muttered.

"Don't worry, man!" said Mark, with the air of someone trying to sound confident while nearly peeing their pants. "You are safe! Don't you remember that I. Am the King! Of Five Nights at Freddy's?"

Felix shushed him. There was a faint clanking sound coming down the hall. Mark gestured and the group ran back into the bathroom, going into stalls and locking them. Not a moment later, Chica stepped into the bathroom. The robotic chicken looked around. "Are you sure they were here?" she called over her shoulder. Sean watched through a crack in the door, hyperventilating.

"I saw them on the cameras," called a man's voice.

"Well, why don't you help me look?"

""Because, one, it's not that big, and two, I wouldn't be caught dead in the girls' restroom."

Sean could've sworn he heard one of the others facepalm. There was a giggle, like a little child's. Sean gulped and shivered. It suddenly seemed very cold in the stall. Oh God Oh God Oh God

"What's that?" came Chica's voice. There was a whispering sound. "What, in this one?" Chica was right in front of Sean's stall. More whispers. "Well, can you get under there and unlock it? I can't fit and I don't want to break the door."

Sean pressed back against the toilet as the door rattled. He gasped as the lock slid out and the stall door creaked open. Chica stared at him. "Do ya mind?" Sean yelped, grabbing for the door, "I'm trying to poop here!" He locked the stall hurriedly. The giggle was heard again.

The stall next door creaked open. Sean held his breath. "No!" he heard Mark yell, "No no no! I don't want any!" The door slammed. "No thank you!"

"Come on," came a deep voice, "we know you're in there."

"You shall not best me!" Mark screamed. "For I! Am the King! OF FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S!"

There was a pause of silence. Then a familiar, deep laugh came from outside. "Okay, Markiplier, you can come out now."

Sean was so startled he nearly fell off the toilet. He heard the lock slowly slide out of the door and the door slowly open. "How'd ya know it was me?" asked Mark.

"We were told to keep a lookout for anyone who said that," came yet another voice. It sounded about Sean's age.

"Wait!" Mark yelped. "You! And them!"

"Yeah," said Chica, "that whole 'stuffing' thing is just a rumor to ward off intruders."

"What about Phone Guy?" asked Mark.

"He lied," said the man, who Sean assumed was the nightguard. "He wanted to cover up what he had done."

"So he and Purple Guy are..."

"The same, yeah."

"You can come out now," said a soft voice by Sean's ear. This time, he really did fall off the toilet.

"Stella!" called Chica.

Sean got up and unlocked the door slowly. Mark, Chica, Freddy, and the nightguard were all standing around. Sean could see Felix opening up his own door. Chica beckoned them out of the bathroom and into the party area. Bonnie and Foxy were standing there. Sam peeked out of Sean's hat and started squeaking. "What is it?" asked Sean.

Sam shot out and started circling around the animatronics. "Aye, git this wild eye away!" yelped Foxy.

Felix frowned and turned to Mark. "Hey, can I see that lens thing?"

Mark nodded and handed it over. Felix put it up to his eye and nearly dropped it, swearing in Swedish.

"What?" asked Sean, taking it. He put it up to his eye and gasped.

Standing beside each of the animatronics was a translucent young child. One of them, a young blonde girl, walked over to Sean and hugged his leg. "Are you a lep-rec-ahn?" she asked.

"No," said Sean. "I am a BOSS!"

The girl ghost blinked. "What's a boss?"

Sean handed the lens of truth back to Mark. He could see the girl if he squinted. "How'd you know who Mark was?" asked Felix.

"The kids," Bonnie said. "Apparently ghosts can communicate through universes, so this lady named Rosalina told them that some guys were gonna come and recruit one of us to save all the known universes."

Chica shook her head. "Man, to think there's so many versions of us out there...some universes could have us as human! It hurts my head."

Felix dug the servo out of his back pocket. "Anyone missing one?"

Freddy reached out. "Oh, that's where it went." He took the servo and, with some help from Mike, installed it in his limp arm. He flexed experimentally. "Good as new!"

"So that means Freddy's going with you I guess," said Mike. "Where are you going next?"

Mark shrugged. "We don't know. We're supposed to find a clue, so have you seen anything out of place?"

Mike thought, then snapped his fingers and ran off. He came back with the large bra he had found earlier. "Does this work?"

Sean's mouth dropped open. "Holy shit, that's a huge bra!"

"Hey, there's a note," said Mark. He picked it up and read it.

From now on, whenever you find a clue, all you have to do is get all of your teammates to touch it. Once you do, you will be teleported to the universe where it came from.

Good luck.

R

Mark giggled at the prospect of where exactly he might touch the bra. Felix shook his head.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion. Tables flew everywhere and all the occupants ducked and covered. Sean looked up and gasped. Coming out of the smoke from the explosion was a brunette boy. He looked about eight and had a malicious glint in his eye. Sean knew that boy.

"SCREW YOU, BILLY!" screamed Sean.

And here we have the infamous Billy, hellspawn to JSE.

And the one Felix doesn't care about.

See you later!