After Charlie and her friends left the five ghosts were left to free roam for another hour. It had only been two weeks but the puppet could already notice a change in he children. He watched them intently from inside his gift box. They had used to be depressed and acted like everyday was another pit of sadness. They took out their revenge on the security guards over the years before the various pizzerias had continued to close one by one. Making them suffer the same fate as they had and stuffing them inside an empty animatronic suit. The wires would cut through the guards body, eventually killing him. The children used to enjoy this sadistic behavior and cherished it. All of them, except Michael. Michael had always stood out amongst them. He seemed to be the most…human. Even after his death he kept his sense of humor and humanity. The other had abandoned that choosing to focus on vengeance and suffering. Michael had never actually killed any security guard. He only helped in the process by making them hallucinate, and eventually causing them to pass out. It always confused the puppet as to how Michael felt there was no need to get revenge on the staff for his fate. But then again, it simply confused the puppet that Michael could even feel. It wouldn't be so bad if Michael didn't take a particular liking to that Jessica girl. He watched her and smiled when ever they got to talk. Which was too often in the puppets opinion. The puppet found out quickly from watching the ghosts talk, that he wasn't the only one who had noticed Michael's "crush"
"You should've taken a picture," Emily said with a smirk of her own, "it would have lasted longer."
"What happened?" Taylor asked.
"I swear Michael was undressing Jessica with his eyes during the party," Emily explained.
"Well, It's not like we can do it physically," Jake said, "give him a break it's the best thing he's got."
"Exactly, what else can he do? Blow some cold air on her?" Shawn said laughing.
All four kids erupted into laughter as Michael sat scowling in the corner.
"She's pretty," Michael said ignoring their taunting, "I like her."
"Michael, just give up," Emily said putting a hand in his shoulder, "we're dead. And we can't do anything about it. Even though Carlton ending up with Jessica is as most likely to happen as me getting turned on by that wooden chair over there, it's still more likely than you actually getting with her."
Just then, a white board flavored into the room followed by the puppet.
"What's going on in here?" he wrote.
"Michael actually thinks he has a chance with Jessica," Taylor said laughing.
Even though it was meant to be taken as a joke the puppet seemed to react very seriously.
"No," he wrote, "you're body can not handle emotion. You should not be able to feel. When did this happen?"
"Calm down," Jake said, "it's not like he's hurting anyone."
"Except himself," Shawn mumbled giggling.
"Whatever guys," Michael said rolling his eyes and heading towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Emily asked.
"To the hotel where their staying. I'm going to go find Jess." Michael explained.
"You're weird Michael," Emily teased.
"Well, I'm not the one who wants to have sex with a chair," Michael said tauntingly as he left the building.
The puppet raced after him in panic. He couldn't leave. It was too dangerous. The puppet stopped in his tracks when Michael left the door. The kids just didn't understand. Even though they felt human, they weren't. Michael couldn't handle emotion the right way but ever since they had been free from the animatronics, the kids had acted like they were alive again. The puppet sighed. He knew what would happen if Michael got attached. It very well could cause the secret to their existence to shatter. Trapping not only Michael, but also Charlie, his only living family member left, in an infinite curse.
