(Third Person P.O.V)
When the mist slowly went away, Vincent went a dark corner of the party room and went back to his physical form.
Bad bad choice to show his faces around Jeremy. "Idiot... Another chance and I was a damn idiot again..." He mummers to himself, holding his head and hiding his face with his hands. Everything was extremely dizzy, even more when he forced himself into ghost-form to escape even more beatings.
"First you become an idiot for yapping too much, now he's back..." He winced, trying to keep the signature grin on his face. Stupid decision after stupid, idiotic decision, time and time again.
If it was just him and not for the other animatronics being in hearing range, Vincent would be on the very edge of crying.
Closing his eyes for a moment, he lied down on the floor, still surrounded by the corner's shadows, holding his head with his hands. Head still spinning, he doubted anything he heard.
That is, until footsteps approached. Hesitant, Vincent peeked to only see that brat girl, Silver. Despite his vision still blurry, it did not take complete vision to see what she soon came out of the closet with: a baseball bat?
And smiling?!
Finally, something worth seeing.
Vincent watched as she walked off, only to move a little closer to another dark area of the hallway.
The impossible happened.
The girl with the bat swung Jeremy square in the face.
His vision was still a bit blurry, but the sound of Jeremy's outburst in pain made Vincent smile slightly.
Oh how that was a rare sound to hear...
Except the last time he ever screamed like that... Vincent shivered. Nope, not going to go there while he was here watching.
For a moment, Vincent wanted to reach out, grab the bat, and start using that as a weapon at the rest of the group including Jeremy, but something told him to keep hidden. Probably that part of his head that was actually smart...for once.
After Jeremy ran off and the Puppet alerted everyone that he could go into the vents, the room went from noisy and entertaining to silent.
Of course, if he was to show himself now, he would probably be beaten again. His head still throbbed, but something kept him going.
Vincent went to his physical for only for a moment before forming into a purple fog again, following close to Silver, but barely out of anyone's view. The hallways and rooms had plenty of dark spots...
But everything still ached badly, and it was back to the party room when he finally got the chance to go in his physical form in his dark corner. "Phew..." He quietly sighed, holding his head in his plans again. The dizziness slowly stopped as everything was now a bit clearer. Damn that hurt...
The fact of how everyone, including a half-rampaging Freddy with the Puppet following close behind him, did not help either.
But they were, as Vincent discovered, idiots.
When no-one was near Vincent sped towards the office, forming again sitting on the chair. "Whew... at least he is not here." He sighed, relieved that he was the only one in the office.
"Now who's the idiot? Hmm?" He said to himself, grinning as he grabbed the tablet. Why run around if you could easily see everywhere in the building in one room? Technology was there for a reason.
Vincent tapped through the cameras, keeping note of where everyone was. Most of the group, excluding Silver and Jordan, where near the stage, going back and forth of how they could not find him, not even in the vents according to the Puppet.
Maybe he left? Though, knowing how strong Jeremy was, and Vincent knew, that he would never leave after one hit. He would act more like Freddy, who Vincent so wanted to control again as the bear's eyes flickered red, which the Puppet seemed to notice and tried to keep him calm.
"Life, forms~ You tiny little life, forms~"
Can't blame Vincent for singing to himself... he was bored.
"You precious little life, forms~ " He tapped the cameras in rhythm, them slighting beeping when switching,
"Where-are-you~? Do dodo do dodo do~ "
One swipe to the kitchen and voices inside made him grin even more.
"Found 'em~"
He giggled a little as he quietly listened to the conversation Jeremy seemed to be having with...
Silver? Seemed like the older brother was there too by the sounds of Jeremy threatening him.
Oh, this was gonna be good...
Something tugged him to go in the kitchen and watch this in person... but he gave himself a big "NOPE." as he learned the hard way from before never to approach him... and in the condition he was in, he may be murdered on the spot... again.