"Something here seems foul..." Mark began, intensely serious. "Something here just reeks of blood and suffering..." he then threw off his hat and flashlight as he came into the room with Charlotte behind him.
"Could it be these halls are echoing of death?" Charlotte asked him soft and serious too.
"We'll see..." Mark replied as he grabbed his bag and dumped it to show a bunch of weapons.
Freddy whimpered and shivered as he saw the weapons. So did Chica and Bonnie.
"In all my dreams I see... A maze of halls and bloody walls and countless scrawls reminding me 'IT'S ME'." Charlotte trembled, picking up a machete. She looked at the pictures on the wall and pulled down one of Freddy, who was the ringleader.
"Don't play these games, You've lost your fright!" Mark glared at the crayon drawings made by the kids. "We're armed with more than a light..."
"And we're surviving five nights!" Mark and Charlotte announced together.
Carrie huddled close to Chica, Freddy, and Bonnie as she felt scared.
"No Phones, No Screens, No more..." Charlotte said softly as she looked firmly at the balloon wall.
Chica whimpered quietly.
"Just you and us, a gun or three, and nothing else between us and this door!" Mark glared up and down around the room to make sure they were alone.
"You bring the fur... We'll bring the fight." Charlotte announced. Moving the chair so Mark could sit in it infront of the door.
Bonnie cuddled into Carrie. Chica hugged Carrie too.
"Hey, Foxy, come get a bite!" Mark grinned darkly as he held the weapon secure. "'Cuz we're surviving five nights!"
Carrie huddled up close to her animal friends and Freddy soothed them all the best that he could. Charlotte gently put her hands on Mark's shoulders. A janitor happened to come sweeping by the door, unaware of the danger he would now be in. Mark then heard something or someone coming and shot at the threat.
As the broom fell first and then the man, Charlotte looked at the floor with wide eyes. "He... wasn't Foxy." she said quietly.
The janitor lay on the floor, bleeding.
"Whoops..." Mark said as he looked down to the fallen janitor. This would not look good on his resume.
About five minutes later, both Charlotte and Mark were handcuffed and led out as the janitor was taken to hospital.
"No, no, no, you don't get it!" Charlotte gasped out as the woman cop pushed her out.
"They're animatronics!" Mark added urgently. "They were stuffed in animal suits and one of them was a little girl! And they're trying to kill everybody!"
Charlotte was pushed into the car first and strapped in.
The man cop pushed Mark into the car. "Uh-huh..." he muttered and put Mark in the car.
Mark sighed as he was taken away with Charlotte, at least they would still be together.
Chica joined Freddy at the window and was crying a little. "We lose more security guards this way." she said upset.
"I'm gonna miss them so much!" Carrie cried out as well.
The cops drove a little closer to Mark's house, but stopped on the way to the jail to get some donuts and coffee. However, they forgot to lock the doors.
While they were inside, Charlotte undid Mark's seat-belt, as their hands had been cuffed in front of them while just in the car, then did her own. "Let's go." she said softly.
"Breaking out?" Mark replied. "Bad girl~..." he then purred slightly.
Charlotte blushed but giggled. "Later~" she teased back and winked. She opened her door and slipped out of the car, leaving it open. But did wait for Mark.
Mark did what he could to get out as he kept an eye on the cops at the same time.
Once they both left the car, Charlotte ran with Mark to his house. She had taken the keys for their cuffs from out of the front and had dropped their cuffs and the keys in a random trashcan on the way. "We'll have to change our looks a little." Charlotte said quietly.
"Right..." Mark agreed. "I can't believe we fled the law like that."
Charlotte nodded. "But we had to, we won't be able to get free of our problems if we were locked up." she said softly.
"You're right..." Mark agreed. "I guess we should change our names too..."
"What will you change yours to?" Charlotte asked him. She picked up Mark's jacket and tossed it so it landed neater on the chair, rather than on the floor.
"Hmm... I'm not sure..." Mark pouted. "How about 'Felix'?"
"It's an okay name... But maybe you could change your last name," Charlotte suggested. She walked up to him and looked at his hair. "Red would suit you." she said softly, running a hand through it.
"I have thought about dying my hair before..." Mark said as he smiled at her gestures.
Charlotte's hand then stopped, resting gently on the back of his neck. "And maybe I'll cut my hair..." she said quietly.
"Oh, but your hair's so lovely the way it is..." Mark pouted before sniffing her golden locks.
Charlotte blushed a little. "It'll grow back." she said softly, toying with the bottom of his hair.
"Well... You do have a good point..." Mark admitted. "It'll be different, but I suppose it'll have to do."
Charlotte smiled softly and bit her lip as she looked up at him. Mark looked to his own hair and imagined himself with a new look as Charlotte had suggested before. Charlotte's eyes lowered from his to his lips, and biting her bottom lip she brought her free hand up to his cheek and caressed it lightly. After all, running from the law was a little exciting.
Mark blushed from that and seemed to kiss her back. "Are you as aroused as I am?" he then smirked slightly while blushing as he felt like he was in the mood as well.
"I think so~" she said softly, but almost a purr. She then put the hand on his cheek to the back of his neck with her other hand and pulled herself close to him to kiss him a bit more passionately.
Mark growled lustfully as they then fell back on his bed together. Charlotte squeaked in slight surprise, but when her back touched the bed, she wrapped her legs around his waist to bring him closer. Mark laughed as he had 'fun' with Charlotte. The most fun he had had in a while.
