A/N: Hey guys? What's up! I have sad news… this is a slightly sad chapter. We will be losing one character, but they will be replaced, with someone you all might know. But for now, I give you the oc's that were submitted!

Jackson: Marionettes Son

Pat: By a guest

So lets get started with this- celebrity appearance chapter… (Hint in the chapter name)

Chapter 5- The Purple Diet

Marion sat in his box, letting the music Lull him into his blank mental stupor. It was a few days after the performance, and the pizzeria was opening up officially next week. They are always bringing in new animatronics, even dangerous ones. They recently brought in a little friend for me; the little bugger is always hugging my leg like I'm his long lost father. "Hi Marion!" Speak of the devil…

I get up a bit, opening the top of my box to see Jackson. He was a pestering child, but he was dangerous. Before I was to be rebooted, they had had him as an idea as my kid, but they scrapped said idea, changing me to a teenager, and tried to use him for spare parts, but let's just say they forgot he had an array of razors in the loud mouth of his. He was probably about 7 in human years, and had a long, black sweater with white rings on the sleeves, which went past his tiny hands. He had a little mess of hair on the top his head, black as endless hole. He smiled at me, his fangs glistening in the light from the setting sun.

"You gotta get ready, c'mon!" he said shaking the box a bit. "I'm up, I'm up" I say,, letting out a low growl as I fully emerged from the box, my tall figure starching towards the ceiling. I put my claw tips on the ceiling, and got off my tip-toes and looked at the clock 6:30. SIX. FUCKIN. THIRTY. I glared at the child, "Why did you get me up? I'm not supposed to be up yet, unless the night guard forgets the box" he stood tall, nothing compared my height. "Goldie wanted me to get you."

"What does he want?" I ask as he grabs my hand and drags me to the office. I see Goldie holding up the remote, aiming it at the screen, now paused. I look at him, and he only shows a sullen look with his empty sockets. He looks back at the television, and clicks the remote, and I hear the news. "Yesterday, at 12:24 pm, the 18 year old Samantha Hamilton was murdered in her own home." I stare at the screen as it showed a picture of, that female night guard, the one from the other day. I got a heart wrenching feeling in my stomach. I couldn't explain the feeling. It felt like something… broke.

"When she was found, a man with a purple hoodie, purple pants, and purple sneakers was leaving the scene. It is a possibility that the man was a suspect, so if any of our viewers has any information-" Goldie paused it and looked at me. "He's back" at those words my brain erupted with visions. I saw blood, children, bodies, and I repeatedly saw a figure, clad in purple, with white eyes, and an unnatural smile on his face. He was always smiling. Always.

Goldie looked at me. "Vincent is still out there, and we have to take care of him" I nod, not knowing what the hell Freddy was saying. "You go and get some rest. We're more than likely getting a new guard tonight."I did as he said and retreated to my box, that smile lingering in my mind.

Sky walked up to the Pizzeria, and stared at its sign. She always thought this place was creepy, it's animatronic animals looking like they were almost alive. Even at that performance a few days ago. They made them look like people. Actual People. She was baffled at this, but slightly smiled at the thought of seeing that new one again. He seemed somewhat different than the others. He didn't have any of those exposed parts that helped connect the joints, and his movements seemed so fluent and life like, as though he was an actual person inside that thing.

She used the keys she received and unlocked the door. As she walked in, without her even noticing, a rock about the size of a marble was thrown at the closing door, and held it open by lodging itself inbetween the door and its doorframe. Then a pair of white eyes looked on from the shadows, a smile creeping on his face, and a low laugh escaping his lips.

It was probably 5 am when I heard a scream. I got out of my box and slowly walked to the office, expecting to see Bonnie or Dylan to get them. They have been nearly inseparable since he… well, that's a different story… I looked at down the hallway, and saw a flash tall figure. He was equipped with a small steak knife in his hand, and was clad in… purple.

I felt the mouth area of my mask turn to teeth, and my pupils turned white. I got on all fours and sprinted to the man. I knocked him down, and turned him over to look at his face. Him. It was Him. That toothy smile was written all over his face like makeup and his purple hair and skin seemed to shine at me. His pure white eyes stared at me, and he opened his purple mouth "Remember me, my little puppet?" he asked.

My brain was racked with images again, with chains and hooks, and flesh. He took the opportunity and kicked me off. He got on top of me and punched my mask. The purple man instantly recoiled and held his hand, while I used my claws to grab his shirt and throw him across the room. He got up and looked at me laughing "You will never win, Zach" That name made my brain nearly explode, and I clutched my head. "I will always be there to kill the ones you love" That was the word! He punched my mask again and I felt it crack. "Alwaaaagh!" he screamed as his own knife was plunged into his shoulder blade.

"You bitch!' he yelled as I saw who had stabbed him. It was a girl, but before I got a good look at her, I heard the man's voice again. "I'll be back." I look in its direction to see he was gone. I heard the girls breathing and looked back at her, and was taken aback by her stunning beauty.

She had long red hair that seemed to erupt in all places, and a sweet pair of blue eyes. She wore a pair of glasses, and had on a black t-shirt that said "Cake' across the front, with a red long sleeve underneath. She was breathing heavily, a cut in her cheek and across her pair of soft looking lips. I looked at her for a long while. She backed up to the wall at the sight of me, and started to breathe even heavier. I crawled to her in the process, and she brought her head up as I got that feeling again .

I took my claw, and rubbed the blood off her wound. She seemed to relax a bit and looked at me with her beautiful blue orbs. Then that feeling started to spur out of control as we continued to stare at each other. The feeling called… love

A/N: Well, well,well… can you guys guess who the girl is? If you do, put it in the reviews and see you next chapter.