Mikey and Tucker get pissed.
.o.0.o.
Danny is ecstatic when Sam tells him that she remembers. Wes simply grins, happy to hear it, but unlike the others he doesn't show it too much.
Wes is a little surprised seeing Phantom keep his distance from the raven. When he was spying on them, Phantom and Danny always seemed attached at the hip, but when he was about to ask, Tucker had shaken his head with a knowing look and made a slashing motion at his throat, silently telling the red head not to say anything.
When they get into the office, Tucker heads directly to the monitor, saying the electricity is as good as he can make it with Springtrap loose. Danny goes and stands by the box of props while Phantom and Wes take their places from the night before. When twelve o'clock comes, the phone rings and answers itself per usual.
"Hello, hello! Uhm, this is just a reminder of company policy concerning the safe room. The safe room is reserved for equipment and or other property not currently being used, and as a backup safety location for employees only. This is not a break room, and should not be considered a place for employees to hide and or to congregate in, and under no circumstance should a customer EVER be taken into this room, and out of the main show area. Management has also been made aware, that the Spring Bonnie animatronic, has been noticeably moved. We would like to remind employees, that this costume is not safe to wear under any circumstances. Thank you, and remember to smile, you are the face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."
"So that was the room he took us in?" Sam wonders aloud, "why didn't anyone notice the dead bodies in there? Even the smell should have told them something!" She grits her teeth in anger, her eyes glowing a brighter purple than normal.
"Maybe our bodies got moved before management came to check the room out?" Wes suggests, shrugging as he keeps an eye out in the hall.
Danny doesn't seem to be hearing what is going on, otherwise he would have said something. Phantom glances over at the blue eyed boy, who is staring at the props next to him, "Danny, what do you think?" He asks.
Danny flickes his eyes over to the emerald eyed ghost, before giving him a secret smile and sitting down beside the box, one leg stretched out, one knee lifted and hands palm up at his sides. Phantom raises a brow in confusion before Sam gasps and Wes locks up.
"I think, you're going to meet another of our family Phantom," says Danny before his eyes hollow out and he slumps, scaring the shit out of Phantom when the Raven looks, for in all intents and purposes, like a dead body slumped in a corner. Phantom is about to go over to him when Wes holds a hand up, giving his own smile.
"Don't worry, he's fine. He's just going to bring Johny here."
.o.0.o.
Why was he doing this again? Oh yeah, because a bully had told him to.
Mikey was always afraid of the Fazbear's horror attraction. Just the name gives him feelings of pain, anger and strangely enough loneliness. The building itself gives off a bad vibe, and he preferes to stay away from it.
Unfortunately, Dash overheard him talking to his friend about it earlier that day and cornered him in an alleyway, daring him to go into the haunted house and threatening to rip up an important essay of his if he refused.
With his essay on Albert Einstein on the line, Mikey is now standing in front of Fazbear's fright, staring at the sign in front of the door saying 'Opening Soon'. He swallows nervously, feeling sweat rolling down his neck and back as he inches his way up to the door. He wrinkles his brow in surprise however when he finds the door unlocked. Isn't this place closed? Surely they would lock the door if they don't want thieves and squatters coming here? He glances over his shoulder at Dash, who is standing at a distance away from the attraction with his arms crossed, waiting. When Mikey stands in place for longer than the jock seems to want, Dash raises a brow and snaps,
"What're you waiting for nerd? The deal was you stay in there for five minutes and I spare your homework."
'I'm astonished that he even knows what 'spare' means in this context,' Mikey of course doesn't voice this thought as his head swivels back to look into the dimly lit building.
The door swings quietly closed behind him as he cautiously walks inside, green eyes squinting in the low lighting. As his eyes adjust, he walks carefully down the hall, gazing at the old artifacts on the walls. He comes across a white mask with red and purple accents and some strange sense of warmth fills his chest, coupled with a sadness that extinguishes that warmth soon after.
The place still leaves him with an uncomfortable feeling and Mikey finds himself checking his watch every few seconds. He comes into a large room that looks like a party area in an old restaurant and warily looks around. Mikey feels the bizarre impression that he was looking for something.
He checks his watch for what must have been the twentieth time and sees that five minutes have passed. He sighs and makes to turn around when something inside him holds him in place. He is suddenly conflicted; He wants to leave, but he also wants to stay and explore.
"Come on Mikey, you can't leave! You still haven't found us yet."
Mikey whips around, eyes as big as dinner plates as they flick around the room, "Danny?" He says hesitantly.
This time he heard a little girl's voice, "you better move, he is coming."
Without being fully aware, Mikey starts moving in the opposite direction of the exit. Something tells him he needs to listen to those voices, but why isn't he trying to leave? He comes to a doorway and suddenly feels the urge to look up.
Mikey's brow knits when he spots a fox head mounted above the doorway. The thing looks familiar and Mikey finds himself wanting to grab it.
"Move Johny!" The girl's voice warns.
Curiosity overcomes the need to escape and Mikey is walking through the doorway under the mask. He idly wonders why he doesn't question answering to Johny when it isn't his name. Or is it? The name is familiar, he knows that much.
"You're getting warmer~" this time it is Danny's voice. Mikey follows his friend's voice until he comes to a hallway with a bear prop at the end. To his surprise, Wes is standing in another doorway, looking as if he is expecting him.
"Come on Mikey, you need to get outta the hallway," Wes motions him inside the room.
Mikey steps inside the security room and feels a strange energy inside. He doesn't know why, but the energy makes him feel angry. Without thinking he shouts, "don't you fucking dare use it!"
The energy dissipates almost reluctantly, and Mikey takes a calming breath before glancing at his stunned friends faces, "what?"
"You sensed that energy?" Phantom asks him in astonishment.
.o.0.o.
Danny hears Mikey's exclamation and grins, "looks like he can't use Johny's suit anymore huh?"
Lucy appears next to him and gave a grin of her own, "he doesn't want to anger them too much, especially since Johny is here now."
Danny nods, "Johny may have been shy, but he was always more violent; I wonder why he doesn't act that way now?" Danny begins wandering through the halls, smiling at the old Chica head on the floor in one of them.
"Maybe because he doesn't want to be that way anymore?" Lucy says shrugging before she gives Danny a look, "why are you not going back though?"
Danny snorts, "my boyfriend may have let me come back, but he's not gonna let me go around the building by myself with out some kind of protection; no matter how much I threaten him," he looks at an old poster of the three main animatronics and grins nostalgically.
Lucy giggles, "I can't believe you got a boyfriend, I wish I could get somebody to love," She joins him in gazing at the poster and frowns, "do you hate me for putting you in the suit Nathan?"
Danny smiles softly and puts a hand on Lucy's head, "no, I don't. I don't think any of us do, we were too focused on Purple Guy all those years ago to direct it towards you, and by the time it was all over I think we were just too relieved that he was gone to be mad.
"Besides," Danny lifts her chin up to look at him, "despite how it happened, we ended up making friends with each other; some of us had never had friends before, so it wasn't all bad."
Lucy finally works up a smile, "I'm glad, I was lonely for so long, it was nice to-"
They are interrupted by a screech and a loud blast. Danny immediately becomes concerned and gives Lucy an apologetic look before closing his eyes and pulling on the invisible cord that connects him to his body.
.o.0.o.
Everyone stares at Tucker in shock as he holds the blaster in his trembling hand, a look of pure rage on his face and his eyes glowing an ominous magenta. The phantom that he'd shot was laying in front of the desk when Danny came back to himself, eyes going wide at the sight of Chica, or at least a burned version of her. Tucker fires three more shots at the ghost, his teeth grinding audibly and his eyes actually hollowing out with white irises.
"I don't understand, I thought Charlie hated his suit?" Sam looks over at Danny.
"I thought so too, we made fun of him enough for it," Wes cuts in, shock and confusion written all over his face. They all watch mutely as the phantom disappears and Tucker blows on the mouth of his gun before pocketing it.
"Stupid fucking imitations," Tucker growls before forcefully plopping back down in his chair. Danny stands up and goes over to the dark skinned boy, placing a hand on his shoulder and making Tucker look at him, his eyes back to normal.
"Dude, you okay?" Danny asks. Tucker frowned in confusion before nodding a little.
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
Danny looks into Tucker moss green eyes and finds nothing of what happened a few moments ago. Tucker seems like he hadn't even been aware of what went on, 'so he's doing like I did, Charlie's there, but at the same time he hasn't woken up yet,' Danny muses.
He gives Tucker a smile and pats his friend's shoulder, looking at the monitor so he seems less suspicious, "no reason Tuck, just making sure you aren't nodding off is all; gets pretty tiring just staring at cameras all day."
Danny leaned over and pushes the audio button, watching Mikey out of the corner of his eyes and smirking when the nerd jumps and a flicker of not quite there recognition crossed his features before he returns to normal. He pushes the button again in rapid succession.
"Danny what are you doing? You're gonna bust the audio doing that!" Tucker exclaims as he smacks Danny's hand away from the monitor.
Danny stands straight and puts his hands behind his back, giving everyone in the room a close eyed grin, "I just wanted to make sure he heard it, he always hated BB after all."
"Yeeaah, I'm pretty sure he could hear Balloon Boy just fine Danny," Sam comments, rolling her eyes as she turned back to the reboot panel. Danny hums in acknowledgement before stepping out of the way and standing behind Mikey.
"So what'cha doing here Mikey?" Danny asks rocking on the balls of his feet like a little kid. Mikey raises a brow at the question before he sighs, remembering.
"Dash said he'd tear up my homework if I didn't, you know how it is," he replies, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
"Why didn't you just beat him up?" Danny asks innocently. Mikey looks at the other like he'd grown a second head and four arms.
"What do you mean 'beat him up'?! Have you forgotten our weight and muscle differences? I can't beat him up!"
Danny shrugs, "that's never stopped you before," he thinks about what he said, "then again, you had your suit before so I guess there's that."
"Suit? What are you talking about?" Mikey asks and glances at Wes who is snickering by the door.
"You'll figure it out in a bit," is all Wes tells him.
This only confuses Mikey more. He goes to ask them again when Tucker cries out and falls back in his chair making a loud crash. Mikey whips around at the noise and stiffens at the same time phantom Balloon Boy turns around, giving him a look of bewilderment before it shakes its head and hisses. Phantom blasts it into the wall and the thing fades.
"Are you alright Tucker?" Phantom asks as he rushes over and helps the techie up.
"I'm fine, but what's up with Mikey?" Tucker points to the stiff boy in question.
Mikey's jaw is still to the floor as he gazes at the spot where the phantom statue was, his blue-green eyes wide as he trembles in place. Danny wrinkles his brow in concern and walks up to the shorter red head, "Mikey?" He says in a worried tone.
Mikey is unaware of what is going on around him. His jaw opens and closes like a fish for a minute before he finally manages to squeak out, "Ba...lloon...Boy... Why did he...?" Mikey grabs his head and shakes it, feeling as if his head is going to split, "why did you...? That-that was my Balloon Boy, why is he helping him?"
"Mikey?" Danny says again, putting a hand on Mikey's shoulder, "that's not him, that's not your Toy, Purple man uses him to distract us. Like what he does with your's and the other guy's suits." Danny rubs his back soothingly, "they aren't real."
"Still...that's my Toy his using against you, against us...that's MY suit!!"
.o.0.o.
A little boy with dark auburn hair and eyes the color of gold stands in a corner of the party room at Freddy Fazbears. He is a shy boy, often made fun of for his unusual eyes. He stands by pirate cove, where Foxy is on stage singing a song about treasure and how great it is to be a pirate.
'I wish I was a real pirate," the boy thinks forlornly, 'then I wouldn't care what people thought of my 'spooky' and 'creepy' eyes. I'd be proud of them, they'd be the same color as the treasure I'd get.'
He loves coming to Freddy Fazbears after soccer practice. Both his parents worked and would always tell him they'd meet him here afterwards. They both loved and adored him, he knows that, so he has no problem with them working so late; especially when he can come here to eat and talk to the robots that walk the floor. Though they aren't much for conversation, he knows that isn't in their programming, they also can't make fun of him for his looks or for being smarter than them because, once again, that isn't what they're made for. In an odd way, that makes them more human than the kids at school in his eyes.
"Hello!"
The boy jumps and swivels his head to the right of him, looking in wonder at the little animatronic beside him. It looks a lot like the Balloon Boy statue, but instead of blue and red stripes on its shirt and hat, they were purple and pink.
"Hi?" he says hesitantly.
"I'm Balloon Girl! I'm new here, I hope you're enjoying your stay at Freddy's!"
"Thank you," he replied, and even though it is silly, he introduces himself, "my name's Johny."
Balloon Girl, or BG since the whole name is a mouth full, tilts her head as if curious, the ever present smile on her face, "why are you standing here by yourself?"
Johny shrugs, shuffling his feet as he turns his head away from her, "no one likes me because I'm smart and I have weird eyes."
"Really? I think you're eyes are pretty!" She say in a squeaky voice, swaying a little. Johny finds it odd how realistic BG's replies are, it's almost as if she is a real person.
"What were you made for exactly?" He asks curiously. BG rocks in place and Johny notes how strangely fluid she is for a robot. Is she a new model?
"I'm programmed for kids who don't have anyone to play with! Am I doing a good job?"
Johny smiles and nods his head, "yeah, I think you're doing a swell job."
BG giggles and starts heading for a purple curtain, "come on! Let's go play!"
"Aren't we supposed to stay out here?" He inquires, yet he follows her regardless.
"There's a special place for us to play, were nobody can be mean to you."
Johny follows behind the curtain. They walk down the hall a little when arms wrapped in purple cloth suddenly grab him. He opens his mouth to scream but a gloved hand covers it, muffling his cries. He feels himself being dragged and tries to struggle, but the man is too strong.
He gets pulled into a room and the door slams shut, plunging the poor boy into a world of darkness, pain, coldness and finally nothing.
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