Ok, so I'm thinking having 13 chapters in this story, meaning there's one more after this one until the finale. I'm done with that project I was talking about earlier but I have a choir concert tomorrow, so don't get your hopes up for one that day (but I could be wrong...usually am!) This one, Sam gets his sight back and the Toys and Spirits decide to play a game with Jeremy...five guesses as to what it is :)
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 11
"Hold still you big baby!" Matt growled as Sam squirmed, "You'll make me mess something up!"
"Any more than it already is?" Amanda asked sweetly, making Sam turn his sightless glare at her while Robby snickered.
"What's going on in here?" came a new voice, making all four spirits turn around, freezing…
Because Jeremy was standing behind them, flashlight in hand. The Night Guard gave a wry smile as Sam lashed out, kicking Matt in the shin and making him howl.
"OW! BONNIE!" he roared, "That hurt!"
A low, thrumming growl came from the injured spirit and Amanda and Robby hid their laughter surprisingly well. Jeremy smiled as Matt glared darkly at Sam.
"You know he can't see you?" Jeremy asked, "At least…I don't think he can,"
"Oh I know he can't," Matt growled, facing the grey-eyed blond, "hence why I'm trying to fix him. But he's being a baby and not sitting still!"
Sam gave a hissing sigh before crossing his arm across his chest and turning to the side.
"Oh you are too!" Matt snapped, "Now turn around here and let me finish!"
"How is he able to fix him?" Jeremy asked, looking up at Robby.
"Ah, he's got some experience fixin' things," Robby shrugged, "Performers need t' learn more than one trade,"
In truth…Matt's father, being a performer, had to take on a day job. The man got a job as a mechanic, often times taking Matt with him to work and showing him how to fix different machines. Matt had always shown an affinity for it and now he got to showcase it as he attempted to fix Sam.
"Maybe I can help?" Jeremy asked, "I used to work at a garage before I got laid off and came here,"
"You're welcome to take a crack at it," Matt muttered, stepping back, "See if the crybaby will sit still for you,"
Sam's voicebox gave a spitting hiss and he threateningly waved his fist in Matt's direction. Matt ignored him, coming closer to Amanda and Robby and watching as Jeremy cautiously approached the growling and hissing spirit, stepping up on a stool to reach Sam's face.
"Easy, Bonnie," Jeremy soothed, laying a hand on the spirit's shoulder, marveling at how warm the rabbit's fur was…like it was alive… "I'm just going to help you see. You want that, right?"
A low whine came from Sam's broken voicebox as he turned towards Jeremy's voice. Jeremy reached for one of the tools that Matt had dropped when Sam kicked him, smiling gently.
"That's it," he started as Sam gave a shudder under his palm, "There's nothing to worry about, I'm going to be as gentle as I can,"
"He's really good," Robby murmured softly, "Sam hasn't thrown him at least,"
"Or kicked him," Amanda shrugged, making Matt nudge her before looking back up at Jeremy.
"I thought your shift didn't start for another hour?" he asked.
"I like to come in early now," Jeremy shrugged as he lay down his current tool and picked up a set of pliers, "Now, Bonnie, this is going to pinch, but you should be able to see once I'm done, ok?"
Sam whimpered, but he didn't move as Jeremy reached in and spliced two wires together. The spirit yelped, jerking and making Jeremy fall off his perch on the stool and to the floor. Jeremy got back up to his feet, brushing himself off as the wires in Sam's face sparked…and two faint white lights flickered on.
"Bonnie, can you see me?" Jeremy asked.
Sam gave a slow nod, getting to his feet and looking around the area. He came towards Jeremy and carefully embraced the teen before letting go and wandering over to Matt. Sam then proceeded to punch the older spirit in the arm.
"Ow," Matt growled, rubbing his arm while Sam crossed his remaining arm over his chest.
"As soon as I get the right parts, Bonnie, I'll help fix you back up. Get your arm and face put back on as well as get you talking again," Jeremy promised, "You too Chica,"
"Thanks Jeremy," Amanda smiled, "I miss being able to pick things up,"
"There's one thing good about Bonnie not bein' able t' talk," Robby grinned, though he knew he was going to get hit, "He can't talk our ears off anymore,"
The white pinpoints flickered red and Sam slugged Robby in the shoulder…just as the eldest spirit predicted.
"You all are a bunch of children," Jeremy chuckled as his watch beeped, alerting him to the time, "I gotta go clock in, I'll be back though,"
The four spirits watched as Jeremy walked down the hall.
"He's not wrong," Amanda whispered, "We are a bunch of children,"
"No," Robby shook his head as he lifted his hook in front of his eyes, "We were children,"
"Jeremmmmyyyyyy!" Amanda whined as she thunked her head against the stage, "I'm boooorrrred,"
"I don't know what I can do about that, Chica," Jeremy shrugged as he sat on the stage above her, "I don't have any games or…"
"THAT'S IT!" Amanda squealed, leaping up from the floor and nearly sending Jeremy to it, "We could play a game!"
Jeremy stared at her in slight amusement. She was so a child. No doubt about it. He'd been promoted/demoted from Night Guard to Animatronic Babysitter.
"What game?" Mangle asked, swinging from the ceiling next to Jeremy and nearly causing the guard to have a heart attack, "Oh…sorry lad, didn't mean t' scare ye!"
"'S ok," Jeremy dismissed, "I'm still getting used to it,"
Mangle nodded before turning back to Amanda.
"What game ye be talkin' about, lass?" she asked.
Amanda turned her violet gaze to Jeremy, nearly bouncing up and down in excitement as the others started to filter in.
"Jeremy, you remember when you used to think we…well…the Toys…came into your office to stuff you in a suit?"
Jeremy shuddered.
"Yeah, worst mistake on my part…had no idea you guys just wanted to say hi," he admitted.
"Why don't we play that?" Amanda grinned, "You hang out in the office for two hours, if we catch you we win! But we can't stay in the room if you put the mask on immediately after seeing us…or if you flash the flashlight at us. The only one who can get you with the mask on is Foxy, the rest of us have to leave if you get it on fast enough,"
"Sounds more in my favor," Jeremy chuckled.
"And I'll leave if ye catch me in the hallway. But if tha flashlight battery dies…" Robby chuckled, "Ye better hope yer close t' tha end o' yer two hours…"
"To make it fair for me," Jeremy added, "You guys can't move if the camera's on you or if I catch you with the flashlight,"
"One more rule to make it fair for us," Fred grinned, "You can't use the flashlight and the mask at the same time,"
"Fine," Jeremy sighed, "But you can't start until I'm ready, ok?"
The others looked at him slightly amused before nodding.
"But if you make us wait until five a.m, we automatically win because your two hours will take you out of your shift," Matt told him.
"Dang, there goes that idea," Jeremy thought bitterly before replying out loud, "Ok, fine. I'll be as quick as I can,"
The Toys started off, leaving Jeremy alone with the spirits.
"I'm going to have to worry about you four as well, aren't I?" he asked.
"What do you think?" the three spirits able to speak grinned.
"How am I supposed to know when you guys start out?"
Amanda come closer, putting a broken wing on his shoulder.
"Bonnie will be the first to leave, then the rest of us will follow," she told him, "We'll be in Parts and Service like we are every night,"
"Good luck, lad," Robby snickered as the four moved off, "Yer gonna need it!"
Jeremy hit the mute button on the call, grinning as he tossed the flashlight up in the air.
"Ok, fuzzballs! I'm ready!" he shouted down the hall, "Let the game begin!"
He pulled up the monitor, looking at the show stage first. All three animatronics were still there, but they looked right at the camera. Smiling, Jeremy flipped the camera to Parts and Services, seeing the four spirits waiting patiently to move. He turned the camera over to Kid's Cove, seeing Mangle lying on the ground, her orange gaze looking up at Jeremy as she bared her teeth in a grin. The Night Guard pulled up the show stage…and froze, noting that all three Toys had disappeared. He flipped through the camera feeds, eventually finding Fred in the game room while Chichi was in the fourth party room.
"Where the heck is Bon-Bon…" Jeremy murmured right as the alarm went off.
The Night Guard shone the flashlight down the hall, seeing no one. He frowned, pulling up the cameras and looking in the air vents…just to see a certain blue rabbit crawling through one vent. Jeremy put the monitor down and put the mask on and just in time! The lights flickered and Bon-Bon climbed out of the vent, preparing to jump…and then he spotted Jeremy with the mask on.
"Nice try, Bon-Bon," Jeremy chuckled as the rabbit gave a frustrated growl, "Have to be faster next time,"
Bon-Bon shrugged before climbing back into the vent and crawled back out. Jeremy took off the mask and picked up the monitor again, flipping through the feeds until he got to the main hall. His blood froze as he saw Matt on camera.
"Oh…that's not good," Jeremy started, switching to the vent cams and shining the light into the vents…just to see both Sam and Amanda inside, "You three are awful!"
He heard childish laughter echoing around him and he looked up and around. Sam's laughter maybe? The ghost had to be around here somewhere…right? But this was almost distinctively girlish laughter…
Jeremy let go of the monitor…just to see both Sam and Amanda in the room, the lights flickering wildly.
"Crap!" Jeremy yelped.
He quickly pulled the mask over his head and as the lights returned back to normal, he started to pull it back off. A flash of purple and yellow caught his eye and Jeremy groaned as Sam and Amanda jumped up…and Robby tackled Jeremy out of his seat.
"GOTCHA!" Robby crowed, getting off of Jeremy, "Game over, I win,"
"I HAD HIM!" Amanda yelled as Robby helped Jeremy up.
Sam shook his head, pointing at himself.
"No, I got 'im," Robby disagreed, "I'm tha one who jumped 'im,"
"But Bonnie and I were here first!"
"But Jeremy didn't check the hallway!"
"Quit fighting," Jeremy laughed, "You all three got me. Happy?"
"No," the spirits huffed.
Jeremy smiled and turned down the hall.
"Game's over guys!" he called, "Bonnie, Chica and Foxy got me,"
"You three had to end it didn't you?" Bon-Bon grumbled, "I was going to go through the vents, but someone was in the way,"
"Not my fault you aren't faster," Amanda trilled, making Robby snicker.
"Good tag-team you guys," Chichi nodded, "Maybe we should take some pointers from you?"
"We jus' all attacked at tha same time," Robby shrugged, "Nothin' t' it,"
"I just feel bad because I couldn't get in on it," Matt said, coming in, "You three looked like you had fun,"
"It was," Amanda grinned, "We might have to do it again,"
"I'm up for it," Jeremy nodded, "But it's almost six…maybe tonight?"
"You're on!" the animatronics, Toy and spirit all chorused.
So, who actually won the game? I want to hear your opinions on that :) Oh, and I want to hear you guys' opinion on something for next chapter. Do you think the kids should mess with Jeremy a bit (like having them pop in on him, scare him and leave *Sam*, move things around on him *that being mainly Matt and Robby* and causing the lights and cameras to fail *Amanda*) all to give the Toys more of an advantage to win the 'game'? If not, let me know what you want to see instead...but I will say this...Jeremy will not find out the spirits are the old animatronics in this book.
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.
