HERRO EVERYONE! A Sleeptalking Demigod here and today is a really good day! Why, you ask? Well I'm updating this lost cause I call a story, and you should be happy. I'm on my mom's laptop, so thank you to her. THIS STORY HAS GONE ON LONG ENOUGH. In the next few weeks before school starts back up (which I don't when it does) I will be hurrying to finish this story. I'm only just now starting the night three part soooo, yeah. This story should be done by now, I know. But I'm just really lazy. But that is enough from me! ENJOY CHAPTER 10 OF THE ADVENTURES OF JOHNATHAN WAYDE 2!

JOHNATHAN POV

I looked at the clock. 12AM. I sighed deeply. At least Micheal Bay was dead. I then heard an explosion in the distance, but I gave no craps. The author of this story has lost his edge. I flipped through the cameras slowly. When I reached the Pirate's Cove, I saw Foxy coming out of his cutain.

" No."

The animatronic fox looked at the camera, and opened his mouth to respond , but I shut him down.

" No"

He whimpered silently, slinking back in his cove slowly, all the while glaring at me. Remember kids, never trust animatronic foxes that are themed after pirates. Also remember to be the best bagel you can possibly be. There, that's my life lesson for today, time to be a bad role model!

" But how?" I rubbed my chin, and got an idea.

" I'm gonna take a walk!"

Yes, and that is exactly what Johnathan did. He stood up, and for conveinince of plot, disabled all of the animatronics. Who am I? why, I am but a noble narrator, describing the events of the story to you, the reader, which were written by Nicholas, the author. But that's enough of that. Back to the story. Oh, and when I am talking, give a very fancy voice in your mind place.

The young night guard walked out of his office, and saw two things sitting in the storage room. Why, it was Dirk the Dire wolf, and Natewantsbattle! Johnathan ran swiftly to the two, and proceeded to introduce himself, when they began to beat the poor boy senseless! What brutes, the young man was just trying to be gentlemanly! Oh, did they hear that? They are looking straight at me…OH NOOOO!(static)

WE INTERUPT THIS PROGRAM TO BRING YOU SOME PRETTY BORING NEWS AND ADVERTISMENTS!

"Have you ever wanted smoother softer skin? Having trouble slinking around the darkness of nights in pizzarias and put an end to the snoopy night guards? Then fear not, for I, Freddy Fazbear, of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, present to you, Skin-So-Bloody. Made with the finest mix of blood and arteries, Skin-So-Bloody should help you with those rough nights trying to sneak pas-"

" Alright, laddy, you've had your turn. Let the story contin-

" Is this thing on? Hey A Sleeptalking Demigod here reporting live from…somewhere… where are we again matt? Freddy Fazbear's Pizza? Ah, were supposed to be investigating the death of the night guard, Smittywerbenhagermanjensen? Well, I'm bored, bye."( mic drops, and shorter boy with black hair picks it up)

" Uhh, Hi channel 7, this is matt-m-mdm…I guess he died…read my stories bye." (static )

" WHOAAAAAAHHH DUDE I JUST…I just…what did I do? OH YEEEAAAHHHH! I JUST DID A BUNCH OF REALLY AWESOME STUFF! MY NAME IS PETER GARRISON, BUT YOU CAN CALL ME PG! I JUST LIKE ATE A WHOLE PIZZA AND-"

" Alright Peter, I think that's enough commercials for now. NARRATOR, TAKE IT AWAY!"

hmm well now the laptop that the author is on will not come out of caps lock, for some reason…i guess i'll just keep telling the story. well, i managed to clear up to clear up the whole fiasco, and they both returned to their deminsions, when a really tall 13 year old walked in and started to play basket ball in the building…that's all i got right now, so that's it for johnathan wayde's night three!

Yes, just as the narrator said, it will not stop making everything capital letters. feel free to yell the final part of this in you head. remember to be the best bagel you can be, and, as always,

sweet dreams~ a sleeptalking demigod