So you guys want the spirits to mess with Jeremy this chapter huh? Well, here we got. This is more of the Toys getting him (or him winning, you'll have to see) while the spirits 'play' around with him. We also find out a few things about the four that are going to be affecting them from now on...as well as the identity of the first child that died.

I own absolutely nothing except for the few OCs in here (the parents).

"Bold" is the Animatronics speech

"Normal" is human speech

"Italic" is memory/thought/phone call

Animatronic Names

Chichi-Toy Chica

Bon-Bon/Bon-Toy Bonnie

Vixen-Mangle (She'll get called that later on...)

Fred-Toy Freddy

*The others are as they should be i.e Bonnie=Old Bonnie*

Chapter 12

"Shouldn't you four be resting or something?" came Jeremy's voice from the door.

The four spirits turned towards him, confused looks on their faces, even Sam's, who had gotten repaired by a few maintenance workers. The spirit wasn't happy that they were less gentle than Jeremy. He'd later complained that they were worse than Matt.

"Rest for what?" Sam asked.

"Good to see you talking, Bonnie," Jeremy smiled, "But you four didn't know you're getting taken to the new location tomorrow? As soon as my shift's over, the guys are coming to repackage you and take you away,"

"And the Toys?" Amanda asked.

Jeremy bowed his head sadly, taking off his ever present baseball cap and running a hand through his blond hair.

"They um…They're not going,"

"Then where are they going?" Robby asked.

"Just out of town," Jeremy replied evasively, but the four spirits, having lived their whole, short lives in this town, knew exactly what was out there.

"But that's where the junkyard is," Matt blinked, "They aren't…"

"Afraid so," Jeremy sighed, "Management doesn't want them anymore. I tried to fight them on it, but they can't afford to keep more than four of you guys. They figured just keeping you four was cheaper…they're greedy,"

"They're adults," Robby growled.

"I hope I don't turn out like that," Jeremy shuddered, "It's eating me alive that they're going to destroy four great…people,"

"There are five of them," Sam started, "Who's not getting scrapped?"

"Our favorite," Jeremy deadpanned, "A certain Puppet gets to live,"

"Why couldn't they just scrap that thing," Amanda growled, her feathers starting to stand on end.

"I dunno, Chica," Jeremy admitted, "I'd rather keep the toys and be rid of that too…but I'm not management, I don't make the decisions. I just watch over you all,"

"And we're glad for that," Robby murmured softly.

Jeremy didn't quite understand why the four spirits were looking that sad. Yes, losing the Toys and keeping the Marionette was sad, but the looks on their faces went deeper than that.

"Hey! Fitsgeneral!" a new voice called out, making Jeremy turn around and the spirits all go dark.

"Fitzgerald," Jeremy corrected, as Phil walked in.

"Whatever Fizzgammer," Phil sighed, "Anyway, shouldn't you be clocking in by now? The boys and I are leaving this creepy place for the last time. I don't want to be staying longer than I have to,"

Jeremy sighed.

"Yeah, Phil, I'm going to in a minute," he growled.

"What are you doing back here anyway?" Phil asked, "the security office is on the other end of the building,"

"I just wanted to see the good work you've done,"

"Pretty neat huh?" Phil grinned, walking up to the spirits, "Although…that Fox always creeped me out. Scott always liked him, he's our Day Guard,"

He turned around, Jeremy saw that Robby's eyes flickered back on, glaring at Phil, but Phil didn't notice.

"C'mon," Phil tried, wrapping an arm around Jeremy's shoulder, "It's your last night! You should be happy!"

"Yeah…" Jeremy muttered, turning to look at the spirits, who were all looking at him, "I guess I should be…"

The clock struck midnight and the spirits all yelped in surprise as pain shot through each and every one of them. Within moments, four children lay on the floor in front of their respective animatronic.

"That…that hurt," Sam groaned as he rolled over on his back, "It never hurt before,"

"That's because you're getting ready for your transition,"

All four spirits' heads shot up, looking at the brilliant white figure in front of them.

"You?" Amanda breathed, "But…how…who…?"

"You all remembered," the first child's spirit shrugged, "And you're getting ready to move,"

"So why are you here?" Matt asked.

"To help you and to warn you," the spirit replied, "A few nights after you make it to your new location, you'll cease to return to human form. Instead, you will be human during the day hours and in your shells from midnight until sunup. You need to be back in your starting places before the church clock strikes, otherwise you run the risk of being trapped in your shells during the day and lose your sanity at night,"

"Was that the warning or the helping?" Sam deadpanned.

"Helping," the spirit replied, "The warning is this: You all know that the murderer and the Marionette put something in your shells' coding. That virus will cause you to lose your humanity completely when it activates. You will do unspeakable things and I'm sorry to say you can't stop it. Not until your Rescuer comes…they might be able to help you overcome that,"

"Rescuer?" Robby blinked, "But…who would rescue us? No one knows that we're…we'll…"

"I don't know who it is," the spirit admitted, "And I don't know when they'll come, but I do know that they will. I don't have much time left with you all…as I need to go to my next assignment and protect her now that you four have remembered. I wish you the best of luck,"

"Wait," Matt called as the spirit started to fade, "What's your name? You can at least give us that,"

The spirit turned towards them, smiling gently.

"My name was Emily Fitzgerald. Please…take care of my big brother,"

"So are we ready for another round?" Jeremy asked, grinning as he hopped up on stage with the Toys.

"What about the others?" Chichi asked, "Aren't they coming too?"

"They're resting," Jeremy told her, "They've got a big day tomorrow,"

"Right…the move," Bon-Bon nodded, "Well, at least the new place will be interesting…and we'll get to play there too!"

Jeremy kept his mouth shut. He felt bad that the Toys were getting scrapped, he'd grown to like them…but management decided to get rid of them and there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't have the heart to tell them, it was best to let them enjoy their last night.

"Yeah…I guess so," he started uncomfortably.

"Jeremy, what's wrong?" Fred asked, "You look upset,"

"I'm fine," the guard dismissed, "It's nothing. Now, who's ready to play?"

"Guess we aren't going to get to play," Amanda huffed, crossing her arms as the four spirits stood in the hall, watching the Toys and Jeremy talk.

"We'll let the Toys have fun," Sam shrugged, "But…we can mess around with Jeremy since we can't jump him,"

"I think that might be fun," Robby grinned, getting up to his feet, "He's already convinced the place is haunted…just not by us. And besides, it's his last night,"

The three other spirits looked at him in shock.

"Last night?" Matt asked, "What do you mean, 'last night'?"

"You didn't know?" Robby asked, to which the other spirits shook their heads, "Jeremy's getting moved to Day Shift, they're moving us in the morning to the new location and Jeremy's going to be watching over us for the first few days. Then he'll move back to nights,"

The other three spirits sighed in relief as Robby finished.

"I thought by 'last night' you meant he got fired or something," Amanda breathed, "Thank goodness he's only moving to Day Shift for a while,"

"We'll still get to see him at least," Matt nodded, as Jeremy went back towards the office, "C'mon, let's go have some fun!"

Jeremy sat at the desk, grinning as he put fresh batteries in the flashlight and made sure the mask was in reach. He was just about to move the mask again when the lights flickered. The mask fell off the desk as the shadows retreated. Jeremy gave a frustrated growl and leaned down to pick it up.

"They're going to think I'm stalling," he thought…

Right as the lights flickered. Jeremy frowned, they weren't supposed to be out yet. He hadn't told them he was ready…

"I'm not ready yet guys!" he shouted down the hall, picking up the flashlight and shining it.

He was met with the smaller form of Sam standing in the hall.

"Sam?" Jeremy called, getting up and starting forwards, keeping the light on the ghost boy.

Sam's outline seemed to blur and he disappeared. A breeze whipped by him and Jeremy jumped as he turned around. His normally neat and tidy desk was completely messed up. A light, child's laughter rang through the room as the breeze whipped past him again.

"What the heck is going on?" he sputtered as child's laughter echoed through the room.

"Jeremy! Are ye ready yet?" Mangle shouted as Jeremy jumped sky-high.

"Y-Y-Yeah," he squeaked before clearing his throat and yelling down the hall, "COME AND GET ME FUZZBALLS!"

He picked up the monitor and flipped through to the prize counter where Mangle clung to the ceiling, smiling with satisfaction as the Marionette rattled and howled in its box, the tool box securely holding it down. He quickly located the others: Fred still on stage, Bon-Bon in one of the party rooms, Chichi in the main hall. realizing that none of them were near him.

Jeremy put down the monitor and froze as he saw the small form of a little blonde girl with her hands clasped behind her back as she shyly looked at him standing in his office. He stared at her for a second before she gave a light laugh and the lights flickered.

When they came back on, the little girl was gone. Jeremy picked up the camera just as heavy thuds came from the right vent.

"Oh God…who's there?" he groaned as he checked the camera, seeing Mangle coming through, "Oh hey, Mangle…well, you're not here just yet…"

He flipped through the others, finding Bon-Bon waiting impatiently for Mangle to get out so he could go in while Chichi walked around the fourth party room, freezing in a ridiculous posture as Jeremy shone the camera's light on her.

"Not funny Jeremy!" Chichi yelled as Jeremy started dying with laughter.

The Night Guard ended her misery and switched to the show stage…only for the little girl to appear on the feed next to Fred. The camera then proceeded to black out, displaying the words 'Signal Interrupted'. Jeremy's heart leapt into his throat as the camera came back online…only to reveal that Fred was nowhere to be found.

"Wait a second…" Jeremy murmured, putting down the camera and shining it down the hallway.

And there, standing in the doorway was Fred.

Jeremy put the mask on immediately, waiting as the lights flickered and returned to normal.

"Nice job Jeremy," came Fred's voice from down the hall, "You got me,"

Jeremy let out a sigh as he took off the mask…only to nearly fall out of his chair as Sam's form appeared out of nowhere.

"No," Jeremy growled, shaking a finger at the boy, "No. You're not here. Out of my room!"

Sam gave a positively cheeky grin before melting into nothingness and disappearing. Jeremy shook his head.

"How many of you ghosts are there?!" he demanded, flipping through the cameras…right as a staticky rumbling sound came from his right.

Jeremy had just put down the camera…just in time for Mangle to swing down from the ceiling and take off Jeremy's hat delicately with her teeth. She took the hat out of her mouth and grinned.

"Looks like I win, laddie," she laughed as Jeremy glared at her, "An' look, wi' a minute t' spare!"

"Not funny Mangle," Jeremy growled, "I would have won if those ghosts hadn't come in,"

There was a thumping sound in the vent and Bon-Bon popped out.

"Aha! Got you this time…wait…" his face fell as he saw Mangle and Jeremy in the room, "Aw, man! I would have had him this time too!"

"No ye wouldn't have," Mangle retorted, "If ye learned t' go through tha hallway instead o' jus' tha vent, ye'd have a better chance Rabbit,"

"That's not my style, Pirate," Bon-Bon growled, "But I guess that means round two's in order!"

"Not yet it be," Mangle growled as Chichi and Fred came in, "Lad, wha' ye mean by 'ghosts'?"

"At least two of them are in here," Jeremy sighed, "A black haired boy and a blonde girl. It's like they were helping you guys out,"

"I didn't see anyone," Fred told him, "I'm starting to think you're getting a little tired, Jeremy,"

Chichi turned to Fred.

"You don't think he could mean the four that were…" she started softly.

"Don't speak of that," Fred ordered even softer, "Its why we're being shut down in the first place,"

He turned to Jeremy.

"I'm sure it's nothing," he told him, "Do you want to play another round or are you done for the night?"

"…Let's play another round," Jeremy replied.

He wanted to spend as much time as he could with the Toys before the morning.

"Maybe we shouldn't have been so hard on him?" Amanda asked as the four sat in the shadow of the show stage.

"That last one was a little mean, Sam," Matt chastised.

"He was going to lose anyway," Sam shrugged, "Mangle was on the ceiling, he just didn't see her,"

"Still, that was a dirty trick," Robby told him, "Emily told us to watch over her big brother, not terrorize him,"

"I can't believe that she's his sister," Matt sighed, "The guy's gotta be hurting whenever he sets foot in this place,"

"And if he ever found out the truth about us?" Robby said, "To find out his sister's killer struck four more times and is trying to get his fifth victim?"

All four spirits bowed their heads.

"He can't know," Robby finished, "He can't ever know about us. So that means, we keep hidden. We can still take part in the games…we just can't let him see us,"

The other three nodded right as the Toys started to come back to the stage.

"Let's get out of here," Matt suggested, "A new game's going to start and Jeremy's gonna be looking around for us,"

The spirits all got up, racing towards the Parts and Services where they waited until the church bells tolled and signaled the first day of their new lives.

Jeremy won the second round, just to let you know...and then Bon-Bon finally got him in the third round. I apologize if it's a little rushed...I wanted to get that in before the next chapter...which is them at the new location as well as a dark time in the pizzeria's history. And the first spirit...the guards are connected with the place, hence why they stay at this 'crap job when they could be washing dishes somewhere'. All Jeremy knows is that Emily disappeared and is likely dead as she's two years younger than him and he was eight when she disappeared. Next up, we're at the new location and we get to see the spirits in action (instead of them sitting backstage).

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.