A/N- This is an intermission chapter. The real conclusion will be tomorrow.

Security


They called him Fantom. He was a metal desk fan who mostly sat on the security guard's desk of Dillon Dillo's Pizza.

Too bad the guard mostly used his shift for sleeping.

Fantom nudged the guard with his plug.

"Well, buddy, I like you," he muttered. "College isn't cheap and you need money." He paused. "I'll cut you a deal."

A word appeared on each of the camera feeds. "Dude, he's out cold."

"I was gonna... do his job for him?" Fantom said. He took the flashlight in his plug before hopping off the desk.


Fantom left the office.

"Wow!" The flashlight said. "I've never been out of the office."

"Neither have I," Fantom said.

Down the hall a bit were the arcades. Once Fantom and his companion were in, a few of the cabinets flashed on.

"Wait, you're not the security guard," A particularly surly Monkey Madness cabinet said.

"No, I'm just doing his work for him." Fantom said. "So, uh, how are the animatronics?"

The claw machine just pointed her plug at a stage. "Talk to their manager."

"She means their control module," the skee-ball machine said.

Fantom hopped towards the stage, flashlight in hand.

Dillon Dillo and his two band mates, an anthropomorphic cactus and a rooster, stood perfectly still.

"I've never seen you before," a voice from the back said. "Are you from any places I can't get?"

Fantom paused. "Yeah, uh, the security office."

"Anyway, all is fine on our end." the control module said.

Fantom hopped away.


It took ages for the metal desk fan to reach the office. He gently put the flashlight on the desk minutes before the bell rang.

The security guard got up and rubbed his eyes.

"Hope Boss doesn't catch me sleeping," he said before trudging out of the office.

Fantom watched him leave. A smile crossed his face.