Disclaimer: I Cyber Orteck does not own My Little Pony or Five Nights at Freddy's
The next night Paint returned. He did no know why. But he did. Going to his desk in his death trap-like office he sighed looking over to the cameras. The phone rang again. Paint picked it up.
"Hello hello! See? I told you you wouldn't have any problems!"
"I did have problems! Nearly died a couple of times!"He complained and as usual his complaints where ignored.
"Did...uh... Did Foxy ever appear in the hallway?"The phone guy asked.
"Actually I did...Both Foxys..." He flashed his light down thehallway. There was nothing yet.
"Probably not. I was just curious. Like I said, he was always my favorite. They tried to remake Foxy, ya know? Uh, they thought the first one was too scary, so they redesigned him to be more Foal-friendly and put him in Foal's Cove. To keep the toddlers entertained, you know... But foals these days just can't keep their hooves to themselves. The staff literally has to put Foxy back together after every shift. So eventually they stopped trying and left him as some 'take apart and put back together' attraction. Now he's just a mess of parts. I think the employees refer to him as just "The Mangle." Uh..."
"Good to know that's... Wow..." Paint wound up the music box as he said that.
"Oh, hey, before I go, uh, I wanted to ease your mind about any rumors you might have heard lately. You know how these local stories come and go and seldom mean anything. I can personally assure you that, whatever is going on out there, and however tragic it may be, has nothing to do with our establishment. It's just all rumor and speculation... Ponies trying to make a buck. You know... Uh, our guard during the day has reported nothing unusual. And he's on watch from opening til close."
"Nope... Something fishy is going on here and that fishy is trying to kill me."He said looking at the stage camera. Everyone was accounted for. Next the pink pony checked the storage room. Old Bonnie was missing. He checked the vents. They where clear at the moment.
"That's because they do shit in the day... They're like nocturnal animals or something."He replied flashing the flashlight down the hall. Foxy was standing there rather close. So he flashed his light a couple of times. The last flash, Foxy was gone for now. The pony won that round.
"Okay, well anyway, hang in there and I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Paint Splash paled at that."It's like he knows I'll possibly die..." A sound came from the left vent. He checked it with the light. The old Bonnnie was there.
"What do I do!? Uhhh..."He pressed his hoof against hid forehead taking a thinking pose. Something clickd in his mind."Oh yeah the head!"He put on the head just in time though. Bonnie was standing right in front of him. He stayed there for awhile then the lights went out. When the lights came back on he was gone. The semi-scared pony took of the mask. He sighed in relief only to remember there where more of them still out there. By checking the vents he realized Chica was in the left vent. He pulled on the mask just as she appeared before him. Paint bit back a eep. The lights flickered and Chica was luckily gone. The warning for the music box went off. Freaking out the pony pulled off the Freddy head. He wound up the music box just in time. The time said 2AM
"I'm sooo gonna die tonight.."He whined to himself checking the hallway. It was empty. The laughter of Balloon Boy echoed in the vents. Paint did not like Balloon Boy for many reasons. Reason one; he was really creepy. Reason two; his laugh got on the pony's nerves. He checked the vent. The animatronic in question was there.
"Go away! I don't want to see or hear you!" The pony popped on the bear head. Good thing too because Bonnie was in the room. The pink pony's heartbeat could be heard in the silence. The second the lights went out yet again the faceless rabbit disappeared. He took of the mask yet again.
"This is getting repetitive... but I can now predict some of their movement."He noted to himself."I should probably write this stuff down sometime soon." The sound from the hallway caught his attention. His pupils dilated as he checked it. Foxy and the Mangle was there staring at him. Those unblinking robotic eyes staring into his very being. He flashed his Flashlight a few times. By the fifth flash they disappeared. The music box alert went off. Paint quickly wound up that annoying music playing box that resided in the Prize Corner. The unicorn decided that he'll only keep an eye on the vents and the Prize corner on the cameras. The time read 4AM
"Only TWO more hours..."He sighed dramatically sliding down in his chair. He shot up straight hearing bumbs in the vent. He checked. Toy Chica was staring at him beakl-ess and eyeless as usual. He let loose a small squeak grabbing that empty head and put it on. Once the danger past he heard another sound indicating something in the halls. He checked. Freddy was there. He could make out it was the old Freddy. Not wanting to take chances he put the head. Freddie stood there for a good five minutes. When the bear finally left the music box stopped.
"Uh...what's that...?"Music started to play. It was getting louder and louder.
The pony looked at the clock 5:59 AM .
"Come on! Come on!" He looked up. The puppet was looming over him. He screamed as the puppet was about to jump at him when the clock struck 6 AM. The puppet vanished suddenly. The pony's heart rate was going crazy. He was hyperventilating, pupils shrunk and his body was shaking.
"..."He shrinkingly made his way to the doors that lead to outside.
"Why am I coming back tomorrow? Wow... I must be desperate."
