Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon.

"Hello, my dear." -Golden Freddy/Rose Evens

"Hello? Hello?" -Phone Guy

'Dear Harry...' -Writing

Harry sat in a chair at one of the tables before he glanced at the kitchen door where Chica had retreated to get away from "The Pervert". Something which still brought a smile to his face as he recalled Remus' expression at being called such. And speaking of expressions... The teen looked toward Tonks who had not stopped glaring at him. "You know that if you don't stop, then your face might freeze that way, right?"

A snarl split her face. "You made my life bloody hell these past few nights on purpose, you jackass!"

However, Harry was nonplussed as he wagged a finger at him. "And you've been spying on me for at least the past few days for someone. Call it even and leave it at that." He then noted that Sirius was leaning back and just watching him with a depressed look. "Something the matter?"

With a wince, Sirius sighed. "Not with you... Just me screwing up again..." He then looked up with a unhappy look on his face. "If we had not agreed to explain things to you, would have really... Um, you know..."

All he got was a raised eyebrow. "Thrown you out or called the Aurors or cops to arrest you for trespassing and stalking if you didn't leave?" At the slight nod he got, a scowl crossed his face and his answer caused winces from both Marauders. "Yes, I would have." For a few moments, Harry frowned with a thoughtful look before he glanced at a similarly regretful Remus. "... I may have something that the two of you can give me a hand with that would go a long ways to making it up to me..."

The two men shared a look before they turned back to Harry and nodded with smiles. A moment later though, Mad-Eye grunted as his eye focused on the kitchen. "Mind explaining why the chicken is cooking in the kitchen... Besides to get away from Lupin?"

As Remus winced, still not knowing why she kept denouncing him as a pervert, Harry shrugged a bit. "Chica... Cooks when she's nervous and scared."

Bonnie looked up from where he was tuning his guitar. "Or when she's happy."

From where he was working on putting tables back into order, Freddy chimed in. "Or when she's angry or frustrated."

Finally, Foxy piped up. "Aye, or when the lass is sad."

With his lips twitching, Harry chuckled. "Basically, she loves to cook." His eyes closed as he leaned back and caught a whiff of pizza. "Mmm... And she's a good cook too, since she had over twenty years of experience." Harry then opened one eye and glanced at a still angered Tonks. "Which you should know enough about considering that the small pizzas that you ate on the second night were made specifically for you by Chica after the first night."

That caused Tonks' anger to melt into confusion. "Wait... She made those for me?"

It was Bonnie who answered her as the rabbit nodded shyly. "Yeah, she really felt bad that she scared you so much, so she made them for you to snack on..."

Now interested, Tonks frowned as she turned in her seat to look at him. "Wait, why would you continue to scare me then?"

Freddy looked over at her. "We wanted to make sure that you could deal with anything, and then Chica saw you talking with that Cat Lady..." It took everything Sirius had not to snort at what they obviously called McGonagall as well as the shocked expression on Tonks' face. "And we need to make sure that you weren't a threat to Harry."

The Auror looked between the animatronics and Harry with confusion written across her face. "Wait, wait... How the hell did you see that now?! I checked the cameras and Harry was nowhere near the office and none of you were abLe to move yet!"

From his position picking up some garbage, Foxy shrugged. "An we not be tellin' yeh, lass. We'd be fools ter do such a thing."

A glare was shot at Moody by the metamorphmagus as he nodded approvingly, but before she could say anything, they heard footsteps and turned in time to see Dumbledore walk in with a frazzled McGonagall. "Harry, my boy."

All Harry did though was watch him withy a frosty expression. "Headmaster, how are you tonight?" At the raised eyebrow, Harry grunted. "Excuse me for my bluntness, but I am rather annoyed that I've been watched my whole summer. And yet no one could be bothered to talk to me. Makes one rather... disgruntled with those around them."

A sigh escaped Albus as he shook his head, not looking Harry in the eye. "I'm afraid that the blame for that can me laid entirely on my shoulders, Harry. I had thought that after your ordeal at the end of the school year that you needed some time for yourself."

While he scowled, Harry glared at him. "Right, just at the time when I needed to be either around those that I cared about most, you decide to leave me to stew in negative thoughts." He ignored the gasp from McGonagall before he sighed and rubbed his forehead. "But that's another issue. You're here about the pizzeria, right?"

At his nod, Harry was about to say something when the kitchen door was kicked open by Chica who held a pizza in either hand and a small one on her beak. "PIZZAS EVERYONE!" It was then that she noted Dumbledore and McGonagall and blinked. "Oh... Um, I hope that I have enough for everyone, including the Cat Lady..."

Barely holding back a snort as McGonagall's eyebrow twitched, Harry smiled at her. "Oh, I think that you have more then enough Chica, right guys?"

There was nods and mumbles from everyone which brought a wide smile from the chicken before she walked over and placed the two large pizzas down and then took the small one and put it i front of Tonks. "And this is for you." At the look of surprise, Chica wrung her hands nervously. "I... I'm really sorry about scaring you and everything, miss Tonks. So I made this pizza just for you to say sorry to you..."

With a blink, Tonks slowly looked from Chica to the pizza and back. 'Okay... Why am I reminded of a little girl who has done wrong and is expecting to be scolded?' She shook it off and smiled shakenly. "Um... I guess that I can forgive you as long as you don't do it again?"

Chica's jaw dropped in surprise which caused a wince from both Tonks and McGonagall. "Re-really...?" After Tonks had nodded and before the witch could react, Chica grabbed her in a tight hug and started swinging her around as she bounced on her feet. "Oh! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She stopped though as an amused Harry tapped her on the shoulder. "Something the matter, Harry?"

As he chuckled, Harry pointed at the struggling Auror. "She needs to breath Chica."

With a yelp, the animatronic dropped her and started to apologize as Tonks gulped down lungfulls of air. However, Tonks just waved her off. "That's... Okay... Chica..."

Still concerned, Chica slowly nodded before she looked toward a nervous McGonagall. Then she looked at the pizzas and frowned with s sigh. "Um... Sorry miss Cat Lady, I didn't know that you would be here or else I would have added some anchovies to a pizza for you..." When Harry and Sirius burst out laughing as Remus snickered, Chica blinked as she turned toward a embarrassed cat Animagi while Dumbledore looked on with a slight smile. "What did I say?"

Once everything had calmed down though and the laughter stopped, Harry sighed as he took a bite of pizza. "So then... What exactly do you want to know?"

A slam brought his attention to where Tonks had smacked her open palms onto the table as she growled. "I want to know what the hell was with making me think that they were going to kill me?! Especially with you getting someone to record those messages to scare me with!"

Everything went quiet as the animatronics looked anywhere but at the humans there. Meanwhile, Harry sighed and rubbed his face as he put his half eaten slice back onto the plate. "Tonks... Firstly, I didn't get Phone Guy to make those calls. What I told you about him was the truth. As for what you went through... I also went through it, but it wasn't a game in my case. I was in actual danger, Tonks."

That caused a silence to descend as expressions of shame crossed the faces of the animatronics. Having noticed, Tonks felt her heart stop while Sirius looked at each one in shock. "You mean to tell me... That you actually killed people and were trying to kill my godson...?!"

Chica sniffled a bit. "We... We never wan-wanted to hur-hurt anyone. It's ju-just that..."

She stopped as Freddy placed a hand on her shoulder and took over. "I know how you all must feel, but you must understand, if we had the choice then we would have always left the guards alone and just do our own things. But... We were never given that choice. We were forced into the roles we played by something... evil that took our lives away. Thanks to Harry and one other, that particular nightmare is now over and will never, hopefully, reoccur."

It looked like Moody was about to say something, but Dumbledore cut him off. "You're speaking of the Puppetmaster whose remains Harry sent to Sirius to be disposed of?" At the expressions he received, Albus grimaced. "I came upon Sirius preparing to destroy what was left of it and recognized it for what it was."

Harry frowned a bit before he narrowed his eyes. "You know what that thing was?" When he got a nod, he raised a finger. "Before we go any further, I have to go and get one last person. She'll want to be here for this."

While he watched Harry leave, Remus frowned a bit. "Wonder who he needs to get?" Then he noticed that Tonks had paled a bit. "I take it that you know?"

As she gulped, Tonks nodded. "He's going to get Golden Freddy I think..."

Meanwhile, Moody turned toward Dumbledore with a scowl. "I don't like this, Albus. They're not trustworthy and the fact that they have admitted to killing who knows how many makes me wonder when they'll turn on us."

The Headmaster just continued to watch as Chica scowled at Remus muttering about perverts. "I understand where you're coming from, old friend. And while they may be dangerous, they're not so us with the Puppetmaster destroyed." Suddenly, he turned as he heard two sets of footsteps re-entering the main dining room. "And Indo believe that the last piece of the puzzle has arrived..."

While Harry walked toward them, just behind him was Golden Freddy who observed the group with a familiar pair of green eyes. A pair which soon focused on the two Marauders as the animatronic's mouth smiled. "Well, well, if it isn't Siri and Remy. Aren't the two of you a sight for sore eyes. And I do mean sore eyes as I can see that Siri hasn't improved any in the looks department over the years."

Despite the distortion of the voice, her mannerisms and what she said along with her eyes www the two wizards rise to their feet in shock. Then Sirius took a step forward. "Ro-Rose? Rose Evens? Is that really... You?"

Rose slowly nodded. "It's me... Though I can prove that it's me if you want..." Both Sirius and Remus shared a look before they nodded. A moment later, Rose pointed at Sirius. "He visited where Lily and I lived just after her Sixth Year alongside James. He got bored of those two sucking face in the sitting room and wandered into the kitchen to get some food and ate some baked goods on the counter. What he didn't know was that they were rather... special baked goods left behind by Tuny's boyfriend at the time. Which ended up with him flying higher then a kite and trying on my mother's clothing and attempting to seduce a oak tree-"

She was cut off by a flustered Sirius. "It's her." The animagus ignored the snickers from both Tonks and Remus as he made his way over and hugged her. "I'm glad to see you, Rose! Bloody hell, after me and the others couldn't find you, we thought that you were dead!"

Remus just nodded. "And here you are in a costume... Oddly enough..."

There was a moment before Rose leaned in. "Want to know a secret?" after she got some nods, she winked. "I'm actually deader then a doorknob. Should be pushing up daisies. Lost all nine lives. I'm dead, Jim."

As one, Sirius, Remus, Tonks, and McGonagall stared at her before saying the same thing. "What?!"

When he sat back down, Harry sighed. "She's actually dead."

Moody frowned a bit as he looked between Harry and Rose before his eye narrowed while his magical one spun to focus in on the other animatronics. "Is she some kind of inferi?"

With a shrug, Rose sat down on one of the chairs which groaned under her weight. "I don't have the slightest idea whatever that is that you're talking about."

As he scratched the side of his head, Harry looked over at her. "Think zombies, but brought back with dark magic and unable to cause another person to become one through biting them." While she tilted her head to think it over, Harry turned to Mad-Eye. "As to if she is? I'm pretty sure that she isn't considering from what I know, inferi are pretty much mindless and she certainly is not that."

A frown crossed Dumbledore's face as he sighed. "And I do believe that can be said for the others with you as well?"

That drew Harry's attention back onto him and the younger wizard frowned. "You said that you knew something about the Marionette, Headmaster?"

Grimacing at the memories, Dumbledore slowly nodded. "I do, though we called them 'Puppetmasters' back during the war with Grindlewald, which was during what the muggles have called 'World War Two'." Closing his eyes, Dumbledore continued on. "Many know that Grindlewald had what he called his 'Greater Good' during the war. The belief that wizards and witches should rule over all overs with muggles being just above other beings. In fact, he was one of those wizards who helped Nazi Germany get as far as they did during the war... But as they expanded their reach, Grindlewald came to a conclusion..."

Now intently listening, Alastor leaned toward his old friend. "A conclusion, Albus? What sort of conclusion?"

Dumbledore's eyes opened as he seemed to stare at something far off in the distance. "He realized that as large as his army of followers were, they simply were not large enough. They could not hold their gains for long due to resistance fighters, even the Germans had issues with that. But then he had thought of a solution... inferi." Upon having seen Remus about to say something, he raised a hand. "I know that they are generally weak dark creations, which a simple flame spell can drive off. But you must also remember that few muggle weapons could harm them..."

With a deepening frown, Harry continued to listen as Dumbledore talked. Grindlewald's inferi project was to create thinking inferi who kept their skills. And more then that, they also used muggle technology to try and make them better fighters, adding things like gears and pistons driven by the necromatic magic that gave the undead their animation. Eventually though, he had to ask what was on his mind. "As disturbing as this is, I'm wondering what this has to do with the Marionette...?"

A sad smile crossed Dumbledore's face as he watched Harry. "I believed that you needed some background. You see, for all the brilliance that Grindlewald and his followers had, there was one major issue. Those who would be awoken as the... partially mechanical inferi would find their minds soon snapping under the realization of their new state of existence." An expression of extreme distaste crossed the elderly wizard's face. "And it's not as if they had a lack of test subjects... It was simply, from notes left behind and some interrogations I was at, that the minds were simply not flexible enough to deal with what had happened to them. An issue it seems, that adults had..." He glanced over at the animatronics and, in particular, Rose. "Hence why they created the Puppetmasters. They would serve as a... control unit, if you would, that would still allow the mechanical inferi to use their skills even if the original mind was gone... And they could even make more if needed..."

As a shudder ran through him, Harry turned to the animatronics who were now glancing at each other between watching each wizard. "I guess that you know who they are now?"

Moony was the one who spoke up. "They're the kids that went missing that day... aren't they? Trapped and..."

Though he trailed off, Dumbledore slowly nodded. "A child's mind is far more pliable then an adult's. It seems that they were able to adapt to what had happened to them and keep their sanity... though they were forced to do things that they didn't want to."

Nervous, Bonnie looked at Dumbledore as he shook. "Um... wh-what are you going to d-do to us... You... you're not going to destroy us, are you...?"

Seeing how scared they looked, Dumbledore's eyes softened. "Is that what you want?"

When they shook their heads rapidly, Harry stood up in front of them with his wand in his hands. "If you think that I'll bloody well let you kill them without a fight, then you have another bloody thing coming!"

A scowl blossomed on McGonagall's face as she stood up as well. "Mister Potter! You realize that any magic that you would use would alert the Ministry! And with your current relationship with them, they would not hesitate to expel you from school due to underaged magic!"

If anything, Harry's expression hardened as he he glared at his Head of House at school. "Just. Bloody. Try. Me. For them, I'll do it."

However, just as McGonagall seemed to be building herself up for what would be for her a rant, Dumbledore reached out and grasped her arm. In shock, she turned to see him watching Harry and how besides Rose, the others were behind him as if seeking protection. "No one said anything about actually destroying them, Harry my boy. I was just asking what they wanted, that is all." His eyes twinkled a bit as Harry relaxed some. "To actually destroy them, I feel, would be murder. After all, they are not much different in a sense then vampires or ghosts are." Dumbledore then smiled and gestured at the pizza. "Besides, it would be a crime to never again taste such a delicious pizza."

With the tension now gone, Harry laughed as the smiling Headmaster took a bite of his slice. Meanwhile, Chica clapped her hands. "Oh! Thank you!"

Not too long later, the adults had left, though Harry had a private chat with the two remaining Mauraders before they left. As he flopped into his seat, Harry scratched his head with an explosive sigh. "Well, at least that went as well as could be expected... I now know what is going on, you guys are safe... all's right with the world..."

Chica nodded. "And you know what this calls for?!"

The group besides her shared a look before they spoke as one in the same deadpan tone. "Making pizza."

She just nodded though and snapped a finger. "Making pizza!" A smile crossed Harry's face as he glanced at each of the animatronics and chuckled...

Just as the stormy skies above opened up, Harry opened the doors to the pizzeria and walked inside. "Ugh... I would hate to be outside on a night like tonight..." He gave a glance out the window and grimaced at the sheets of rain that blanketed everything, the low areas of the parking lot already filling with water. "Bloody hell..." With a shrug though, the teenaged wizard threw his jacket onto the chair of his office and set down a box. "At least you didn't get wet..." Harry then chuckled as he dragged his box down to the party room and set it on one of the tables before he grinned at the animatronics. "I got a gift for you guys, hopefully you'll enjoy it."

Stretching some, he looked toward the kitchen after checking his watch. "Hmm... Still got fifteen minutes before shift starts... Might as well do a check then." He looked up at the stage and winked. "And no peeking from you bunch to see what I bought you." A laugh escaped Harry as he noticed that their eyes narrowed in puzzlement. "You'll find out soon enough." However, he jumped a bit as there was a crash of thunder that shook the building and the wind began to howl as he could hear more thunder in the distance "At least we got emergency power if the power goes out..."

Up on stage, Chica watched as Harry walked off to do his rounds before she looked back at the bag. 'Aw... I want to know what he got us! I want it now!' If she could have, she would have sniffled a bit. 'Fifteen minutes is going to feel like forever...'

Meanwhile, Bonnie had different thoughts running through his mind as another peal of thunder shook the building as thus Storm raged outside. 'Get back soon, Harry... I hate thunderstorms...'

By the time that he was done, it was a minute before midnight and Harry sat down on a chair. Soon enough, once they could fully move, Chica leapt off the stage and rushed over with a gleeful expression. "What'd you get us?! What'd you get us?! Huh?! Huh?!"

Laughing lightly, Harry gently shoved her away before he reached in and pulled out a newspaper wrapped gift. "Just one moment, Chica..." He went through the monitors as he called out. "HEY! FOXY, GOT SOMETHING FOR YOU!"

A moment later his aunt materialized as Foxy joined the group. Puzzled, the fox looked at the gift. "Now what be this now...?"

Still smiling, Harry gently shoved the wrapped box toward them. "Why not unwrap it and see? Just one thing though..." Harry waited until they were all listening though he could see Chica twitching as she wanted to unwrap it. "This is for all of you to enjoy, understood?"

They all just unwrapped it before they gasped as Freddy lifted it out of the mass of ruined paper. "It's... A stereo..."

As he softly smiled at the happy looks, Harry shrugged. "I figured that you guys would want to listen to something other then the same songs over and over. So I got you guys that and a bunch of music tapes to play. Or you can listen to the radio."

A few seconds later he gasped as he was lifted into the air by all five animatronics and hugged tightly. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Grimacing a little, Harry still smiled some as he patted them on the back. "You're... All... Welcome..." Once they let him down, he coughed a bit as he caught his breath before he gestured back at the box. "That's not all I got you guys..."

Freddy stepped forward and noted some other boxes in the bag. "You didn't have to do that, Harry. It is your money after all."

All the wizard did was shrug. "Maybe, but I find spending some money to make my friends happy is a wonderful feeling to say the least." He then passed out the other boxes which had their wrapped torn off and Harry started to point at the items. "Now then... That one would be tapes, I got a bunch of them for you. Those boxes there are-"

He got interrupted by an excited Bonnie who jumped a bit. "They're Gameboys! I don't believe it!" At the looks, he chuckled shyly. "Um... I've seen some of the kids playing with them at times and always wanted to try one..."

Harry just shook his head with a grin. "Well, they're a bit used but still work perfectly. Got some games with them for you guys as well for whenever you want to play them." He then gestured at another box that was unwrapped. "There's a bunch of novels in there for you to read if you want."

With a hungry look, Freddy began to sort through the books which caused Harry to chuckle. He was brought back to Earth though by his aunt who sighed. "As much as I would hate to ruin the moment, and trust me, I really do... But what are we going to do about keeping the staff in the dark? I have no doubt that they would take this stuff for themselves in a moment!"

While he rubbed his jaw with the top of his hook, Foxy nodded. "Yeh be bringing up a good point lass... But I think that Ol' Foxy be having a solution to the problem..." Noticing that the other animatronics had hopeful expressions as they turned to him, Foxy gestured back to the Cove. "Me Cove have an old treasure chest with a false bottom. Used ter store candy in there for all the little children... Back in the day." He shook off the familiar melancholy and continued. "It be empty except fer dust now, and I not see anyone check it fer years now. Be a perfect place ter hide our booty after some cleaning, arrrgh."

Leaping into the air, Chica shouted. "You know what this calls for?! A PARTY?" She then grinned as she swung one arm in front of her and bent over some. "Give me about twenty minutes and I'll have some pizza ready!"

And with that, she rushed off for the kitchen as Harry shook his head. Then he turned to the others with a smile. "In the meantime, let's get this stereo set up since I got some batteries for it..."

As he polished off his slice of pizza as the various animatronics enjoyed the stereo, Harry nearly choked as he overheard a conversation between Bonnie and Chica. The two were dancing separate on the party room floor before the bunny rolled his eyes as he caught sight of what Chica was doing. "The chicken dance? Really?"

Chica huffed a bit as the red lights inside her cheeks came on to give the appearance of a blush. "Don't judge me."

After he pounded his chest to stop himself from choking, Harry took a quick drink of soda to calm down before he looked over at the concerned Freddy. "I'm okay..." Quickly wiping his mouth, he sighed and got up. "I'm just going to head over to the supply closer and grab some cleaning stuff for later when we clean up the storage area in the Cove."

Slowly, Freddy nodded as he watched Rose doing, of all things, The Robot (which nearly set Harry off again). "Uh, sure... You do that and I'll hold the fort here." Then he noticed something and blinked. "What in the hell are you doing, Foxy?"

The pirate blinked and looked at him. "What do yeh mean? I be doing a sailor's dance!"

Both Harry and Freddy shared a look but decided to keep that it looked like Foxy was malfunctioning and spasming all over the place to themselves. Then Harry shook his head and coughed into one hand. "Right... I'll, um, be right back..." He left the party room with a big grin as the others took notice of Foxy and just stared at him. Just as he reached the supply closet though, he heard something and turned toward the door in time for a lightning flash to illuminate someone's silhouette at the door. 'Someone's there?'

There was another flash and he could hear pounding over the sounds of the storm. "Hey! Is anyone in there!?"

For a moment, Harry considered his options. 'I've seen enough horror movies to know what happens next...' He blinked for a moment as he could hear the music from the party room. 'Then again, haunted animatronics that have killed people... I'm practically in a horror movie as is, so...' Having decided, Harry walked toward the door and upon reaching it, shined his flashlight through it and he could see a young woman a few years older then himself who jerked back in fright. "Er... We're closed, you know."

From the answering sarcastic shout, Harry guessed that she was a little bit annoyed with him. "Ya think?! The fact that the sign on the door says closed might have been a big clue you know!" After a second, the woman banged her forehead on the door with a sigh. "Can I come in and use your phone, please? My car broke down and I need to call for a lift from a friend..."

Shaking his head, Harry unlocked the door. "We, sure, I don't see a problem with that..." He had to hold onto the door as he opened it though as the storm outside threatened to grab it before smashing it into the wall. "Come on in."

With a thankful sigh, the woman quickly came in before Harry closed and secured the door. "Hey, thanks for that, I really appreciate you letting me use your phone."

As Harry was about to smile at her, he noted that water was practically streaming from her clothes. "Give me a second." Since his office was just a few meters away, he quickly darted inside as the woman rubbed her arms. "I didn't know if I was going to make it for my shift before the storm broke, so I brought a towel to dry myself off just in case." Harry then reappeared with a towel in hand that he handed to the woman. "Here."

Thankful, the woman took it and began to dry off. "Ugh, thanks for that." She stopped for a moment and blinked before she slapped her forehead. "Right, sorry for that." The woman then held out one hand to Harry. "Heh, I'm Michelle, Michelle Schmidt."

While he chuckled, Harry grasped her hand and shook it. "Name's Potter, Harry Potter and I'm the night watchman here."

A snort escaped Michelle as she went back to drying off. "And how long have you been waiting to use that line?"

With a smile, Harry shrugged. "For a while now." Part of Harry noted how her wet clothes clung to her figure before he shook it off. "So... Tourist then?" Having gotten a strange look, he rubbed the back of his neck. "Your accent, sounds like your from the States."

Michelle just smiled and shook her head though. "No, I'm studying here in the UK, but I was born here before my parents left for the U.S. where I grew up." For a moment, she looked him up and down before she hummed. "Huh, you look rather young for a night watchman." Seeing the annoyance on his face, she held out one hand as she cleaned the water out of her ear. "I don't mean anything, it's just that my dad was one and he told me some horror stories is all."

And just like that, Harry's annoyance vanished and he chuckles. "Yeah, I can understand that..." Getting a raised eyebrow from her, he shakes his head. "The horror stories bit. Anyways, it's just a summer job, you know?"

To his relief, she smiles back. "Yeah, I know." There was a silence as the two stood there in the hallway and stared at each other before Michelle cleared her throat. "So... Um... About that phone..."

Shaken from his trance Harry nodded and gestured for her to follow. "My office is right over here, you can use the phone there to call someone."

Still drying her hair, Michelle missed how most of the office looked as she walked in and spotted the phone. As she walked over to it, she called back over her shoulder. "Do I need to dial anything to an outside line?" After Harry told her which number, she started to dial. "I thought that you said that you're closed?"

At this, Harry blinked. "Huh? Well, yeah, we're closed right now." However, part of him was paying more attention at something else as she bent over to use the phone. 'Dear sweet Merlin... Those hips...'

A snort shook him from his thoughts though as he refocused. "I can hear music blasting from here."

Rapidly, Harry searched his mind for an excuse. "Um... Yeah, I decided that I needed some noise at night so I brought a radio to listen to. Best place to hear it throughout the building, you know?"

He was pretty thankful that she bought it though as she nodded. "Huh, makes sense." Suddenly she brightened. "Lisa! It's Michelle, look, my car broke down and I need a lift. What? What do you mean Erika has your car and won't be by until the storm calms down?! Aw, dammit..." Michelle then sighed as she ran a hand through her still damp hair. "Where am I? Some strip mall in Little Whinging. Which store? One second, let me ask the night watchman..." She then turned her head a little. "Which store is this?"

With a shrug, Harry answered her. "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria."

Nodding, Michelle turned back to the phone. "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria." In the next second, if Harry could have seen it, her face turned from relaxed to horrified as the name registered. In fact, she barely answered her friend's next words. "Ye-yeah... I'll... Wait for you guys to pi-pick me up..."

However, Harry noticed that she seemed to be shaking as she set the phone down so he got up from where he had been leaning against the desk. "Hey, you okay? You look like your cold or something..."

He blinked though as she grabbed him and got up into his face. "Freddy... Fazbear's..." Harry nodded and she brought her face closer to his. "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria which has animatronics..." Once more, he nodded as she brought her face close enough that they were nearly touching. "Animatronics... That kill night guards..."

It was then that Harry's eyes narrowed as he brought his hands up and gripped her upper arms. "How do you know about that?"

Slightly hyperventilating, Michelle searched his face as she gulped and whispered. "Remember how I said that my dad had horror stories from his time as a night watchman?" For a brief moment, Harry was confused before his eyes widened. "Yeah... He worked here back in the 70s before they fired him..."

Before Harry could say anything, though, there was the sound of heavy footsteps behind Michelle which caused her to stiffen before Chica's voice could be heard. "What are you doing, Harry? Freddy wants to know where the cleaning supplies are and I got another pizza ready... Ooo! What's this?" Shakenly, Michelle turned to see Chica in the doorway with a grin. "Harry! You didn't tell me that you were bring a guuuurlfriend! And were you about to kiss?"

A whimper escaped the woman's mouth as she watched Chica enter the office with a glance given to the door button. Harry meanwhile realized exactly what it looked like they were doing, but before he could say anything, Michelle leapt forward having forgotten that he was in front of her. The results, needless to say, were expected as the two went down in a tangle of limbs. "Mmph!"

Considering the position they ended up in on the floor, Harry thought that he was about to be slapped due to where his face was. A slap that never came as Michelle then noticed two metal feet in front of her. Two metal feet that she slowly followed up as they became mechanical legs. Finally, her eyes met that of a animatronic fox as he flipped his eyepatch with his hook to better see her. "Aye, why did yeh never tell us that you were bringing a lass tonight?" Foxy blinked though as she gave a whimper before her eyes rolled back into her head and she went limp. "Eh?"

With a wince, Chica walked into the office and leaned down. "Are you okay, Harry?"

A moment later, Harry held up his hand and raised his index finger before he pointed it at the chicken. "Mmph! Mmmph!"

Scratching her head, Chica shrugged. "Um... I think you said that you're okay?" She then nodded as the finger jerked around. "Right..." Slightly confused, Chica ignored how Foxy was using the curved top of his hook to move the woman's limp head around, like a kid poking something with a stick. She then leaned out the office door. "HEY! FREDDY, BONNIE! BRING SOME OF THOSE SMELLING SALT THINGYS! I THINK THAT WE NEED THEM SINCE HARRY'S GIRLFRIEND FAINTED AT THE SIGHT OF FOXY'S UGLY MUG!"

That caused Foxy's head to snap up. "OY!"

From his position under Michelle's limp body, Harry just sighed. 'This looks like it's going to be a long night...'