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A few moments passed before Dale said, "Well, better get Mike to show you around, err….." Dale trailed off, not knowing the newcomer's name.

The newcomer noticed the blank look on Dale's face, so she said, "Whitney. My name is Whitney." The newcomer, Whitney then walked away, leaving Dale in a trance.

"Are you kidding me? These guys look like idiots who are just trying to run a show." Whitney mumbled quietly to herself.

"Anyway, need some information on this place. Also, who's this guy I had to kidnap?" She checked her systems to find the person she needed to abduct. After a few minutes, she found the subject.

"Let's see, Mike Schmidt. I wonder who he is, as I will need to find him soon." She didn't notice a figure behind her as she said that.

"That would be me, miss. I'm Mike….Schmidt." Mike replied from behind her, making Whitney gasped and got herself crashed into the wall. She slide down and remained like that, well until Mike asked,

"Are you okay, miss? Sorry, didn't catch your name yet."

Whitney rubbed her head and tried to stand up, only to slip because of the greasy floor tiles that hasn't even been cleaned for a month. Mike winced.

"Yeah, Dale did all the cleaning, although I don't think he really thought about cleaning this part of the pizzeria. So, be careful, miss."

Whitney once again tried to stand up. She looked down to make sure she doesn't fall again. But, she didn't get a good grip and almost fell back down.

In which, she really didn't. Because Mike acted quickly and caught her paw with his right hand and put his left arm around Whitney's body.

And soon, the silence took over and moments passed until Whitney made Mike let her go.

"Excuse me, it's not miss. The name's Whitney." Whitney said in annoyance before leaving. Fortunately, Mike got a good look at her.

"So, a whole white body. Well, except for the muzzle, underbelly and the tip of her really long tail, which is white. She seems to be wearing a black ribbon, strapped on her left ear." Mike said to himself, before he got slapped in the back.

"Woohoo! Mike, I saw what you did there." Dale appeared suddenly, before Mike shot him a glare and asked, "What do you mean?"

Dale shrugged. "I don't know. I saw you holding Whitney like you're going to, I don't know, kiss her, dude!" He exclaimed, getting a punch in the face.

"OWW! That hurts!" Mike then put on a pair of sunglasses and said, "Deal with it." He proceeded to take the sunglasses off before going to the office.

"Stupid guy. Can't even give me a break about getting a girlfriend. But it was me who said I didn't have a girlfriend yet, so yeah."

Mike then reached the office just to find Whitney sitting on the only swivel chair, watching the cameras. She noticed Mike and asked, "You did say your name is Mike Schmidt, right?"

Mike don't know what to say, so he just nodded as a response.

Whitney then asked, "Say, why don't you come and sit here with me?"

Mike was completely taken aback by her request. "Sitting there? With you? Why do you want me to sit there? The chair was only for one."

Whitney then stood up. "Have the sit, then." Mike shook his head. "Not going to happen anytime soon."

Whitney then took a step towards Mike. "Take it." Mike still not accepting it. "No."

Whitney then closed both doors to the office and made her way back to Mike. Mike got nervous of whatever was going to happen to him.

"Take. The. Sit." Whitney spat each word with a really hateful tone. Mike still going to said, "No. You're the one who will sit there. I will only stand."

"You know what? That's it." Whitney then lunged at Mike, who unfortunately didn't have the time to act.

Soon, Mike was pinned on the floor by Whitney, whose eyes were darkened. Mike got really scared and tried to wiggle his way out of Whitney's arms. But no success.

"You will come with me." Whitney then held Mike by the collar and stood up while still holding Mike. Whitney then chuckled evilly.

"You know? I thought this was going to be hard, but no, it's not." Whitney then took a step towards the door.

But, yeah, as Mike said earlier, some of the pizzeria's floor tiles were dirty and greasy. You can take a guess what happened here.

Whitney didn't even notice she stepped in a puddle of oil, making her once again, slipped and fell, releasing Mike in the process.

Whitney fell onto the floor, and soon, Mike also fell. But none of them expected that they would fall on each other.

Yep, Mike landed directly on top of Whitney, making their faces almost touched. Well, to be more accurate, their noses made contact.

Soon, once again the silence took over.

Hello again, everyone. I hope you like this chapter. I would like to mind you that this story was just a short story. Or something like that.

Actually, I have some questions:

Do you want another Spongebob parody one-shots, or probably episodes? Tell me an episode you would like me to parody with the FNAF characters.

I have some ideas for my own FNAF fan game. The problem is that, I don't know which is better, Clickteam Fusion 2.5, or Game Maker Studio. Tell me which one should I use for the fan game.

Also, the last but not least, would you be comfortable if there are homosexual relationships in this story?