*This chapter is a crossover thing with My Little Pony! If you have not seen the episode "Power Ponies" or do not like MLP, skip this chapter!*
Javis parked his bright yellow Camaro in the parking lot of Fazbear's Fright and turned off the roaring engine. It was silent as he exited his car and headed inside. The whirring of the faulty air conditioning was the next thing he heard as he walked down the halls to the office.
"Hey, Alex, what's up?" Javis asked.
The smaller man looked up from where he seemed to be doing some sort of arts and crafts project at the office desk. He quickly pulled a piece of paper over it and gave his boss a forced smile.
"Hey, PD! Nothing much, just . . . sittin' here, keeping an eye on Springtrap," Alex replied, putting a hand under his chin while propping his elbow up on the desk.
"Alright, so business as usual! That's great. Anything new on the agenda?"
Alex looked briefly towards the calendar. "Um, nothing business related. The rest of the guys are just coming over later this afternoon." He shrugged, frowning lazily.
"Right on! I'll be in my office then." Javis pointed in the direction of said room and padded out, leaving Alex by himself.
Javis sat down in the chair in his office, propping his feet up on the desk. He crossed one over another and reached into a drawer for a comic book. He had already finished most of his work, and it wouldn't hurt anybody if he spent an hour or so reading, would it?
Besides, he had Alex to keep an eye on the animatronic for him. His programming was a little weird at the moment, but it was fine. Springtrap would just wander during the day, peacefully passing the men when they happened upon his path.
Alright, where was I . . .
Javis flipped the brightly colored comic to the page he was on and continued reading.
"Javis? You in here? The others have arrived," Alex called, pushing the door to his boss' office open. Javis turned his head towards his worker.
"What are you reading?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow and pointing a critical finger at the comic in his hands. He couldn't help the smirk that crossed over his face at the title.
"Hey, don't make fun of it!" Javis retorted, shielding the comic somewhat with his body. "It's a good series!"
"Oh, yeah, because the title Power Ponies: The Mane-iac isn't the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen a grown man reading."
Javis scoffed. "It may seem weird, but it's actually really well done!"
Alex crossed his arms. "Uh huh. Then tell me: what's it about?"
A smiley emoji popping up on his face, Javis sat up, letting his feet fall back into the floor. "Okay, so it's about these six heroes - the Power Ponies (though they're actually anthropomorphic) - that have to defend their city, Mare-tropolis, from the Mane-iac, who is trying to turn the whole city into a bunch of crazies with hair like hers!" He was showing Alex a few pictures from the comic as he went.
Alex simply raised an eyebrow. "Uh huh. And ponies are up your alley?"
Javis frowned. "Don't make it seem like I'm a weirdo. I just found this series one day when I was bored and thought it looked cool. I bought this special edition the other day, in fact!"
"Uh huh."
"Oh, come on! I'm sure if you read it, you'd like it!"
"Dude." Alex have him a deadpan glare. "Just come on; the others are here, and they're waiting while we have this conversation about a pony comic book."
"Alright . . . I'm almost done. There's just a few more pages left. I'll join you when I'm finished, 'kay?"
Sighing, Alex rolled his eyes. "Fine." He stepped out, pulling the door closed. Javis propped his feet back up and settled in again, straightening the comic with a quick shake. He continued reading for another page before stopping.
"Wait, what? That's it?! That can't be it! The story's unfinished!" Javis exclaimed to himself, shaking the comic with both hands. He sat up suddenly. The last page was white, the rest of the story being cut off. A small box in the corner with black text on it caught his figurative eye.
"What does that say-?" Javis brought the comic close to his face. "'You can return to the place you started when the Mane-iac is defeated. Take a closer look, to join the adventure in this book.'" He brought the comic away again. "What does that even mean?" Suddenly, the comic lifted up and began to glow a bright white. "Whoa!"
"Javis! Come on, dude! We're gonna go eat!" came Mike's call, disembodied.
"Yeah! Hurry up!" Fritz echoed.
At this point in his office, Javis was beginning to back away from the shining comic. It began to pull him towards it.
"Javis?" Jeremy called quietly as the group peeked their heads into the office.
"Javis!" Scott cried as he saw his friend being tugged into the comic. The other guards' faces lit with surprise.
"Help!" Javis exclaimed, the plead long and drawn out in the strange atmosphere this book was putting out. His arms tensed with the effort of trying not to get pulled in where they were on the pages of both sides. He was failing as his body was lifted off the floor.
Mike rushed forward and grabbed Javis by the ankles and began to help the fight. Unfortunately, the force quickly pulled Javis in and then Mike, along with Scott, Vincent, Fritz, Alex, and then finally Jeremy. The comic book landed back on the office's linoleum floor with a soft thud, pages closed once more.
Javis slowly picked himself off the ground. His screen flickered on again, exposing the world to him.
"Uhh . . . whT?" he moaned, bleariness slurring his text. He shook his head briefly before looking up. "Whoa . . . . is this . . . Mare-tropolis-?"
"Does somebody wanna tell me the the fuck is going on?!" came Alex's angry shout. Javis looked back.
Six shadowed figures lit up as the moon's light hit them. Before him stood the guards in an array of colorful costumes.
"Holy new personas, people!" Javis exclaimed, leaping to his feet. He pointed dramatically.
"You're the Masked Matter-Horn!"
Vincent spread a purple wing in confusion and then glanced at a hand.
"Filli-Second!"
Fritz ran in place briefly, feeling a sudden urge to run.
"Zapp!"
Mike looked at his outfit as he hovered in the air using sky blue wings.
"Radiance!"
Scott struck a non-intentional pose as he raised a leg to inspect his dark blue outfit.
"Mistress Mare-velous!"
Alex frowned at the name and flicked a furry orange ear, then put his hands on his utility belt.
"Saddle Rager!"
Jeremy walked out from behind Alex, his shoulders hunched in fright, biting his lip.
A surprised emoji was stuck on Javis' screen. "You're the . . . Power Ponies!"
Suddenly, a giant explosion startled the group. They raced to the edge of the building they were standing on. Jeremy ducked down behind the concrete ledge, only his head and hands showing as they gripped the edge. The group looked down through the large expanse of dust and debris floating in the air.
"Power Ponies?" the person said, cackling. The figure emerged, revealing herself as the Mangle. She actually had a body piece and designated limbs, but other random lengths of endoskeleton still stuck off. These are what held her up. There was a total of about a dozen elongated pieces jutting out. She also donned a purple and black costume, going along with the superhero theme.
"How kind of you to join us!" Mangle cackled maniacally. The guards all exchanged confused glances, giving out several 'huhs?'. The Mangle then started to laugh evilly, leaving the group in suspense.
"Um . . . did she just call us "Power Ponies"?" Alex asked warily, narrowing his eyes as the Mangle continued laughing.
Javis stared in astonishment at the overly triumphant acting villain down below. "You're the . . . you're the superheroes from my comic book!" He got a few 'what the fucks' from his friends. "It must've zapped us in here somehow!"
"Then somebody zap us back out!" Mike shouted angrily. "Also, guys, I have hair now! Sweet!"
"My comic book said the only way out is to defeat the Mane-iac! Well, now the Mangle. The story must've changed a little bit because of who we are!"
Down below, the Mangle had finished laughing. "Time to leave you mangled!" she declared wickedly, and four of the endoskeleton limbs shot out and grabbed onto a nearby car. It was quickly flung at the superheroes standing on top the building. They all yelled and recoiled a bit. A moment later, a motorcycle was heaved upwards as well, coming down into the middle of their group. Fritz's brown eyes widened as the shadow of it descended on him. Less than a second later, there was a gaping hole where the ginger used to be.
"Fritz! Where'd he go?!" Mike shouted in surprise. Suddenly, a pink blur shot across the skyscrapers to their left, weaving around them and down the streets.
"He could be miles away by now! Fritz is Filli-Second, the fastest person in Mare-tropolis!"
After that statement, Alex bounded forward, getting out the long, golden expanse of rope he had hanging from his utility belt. He swung it around and then threw it forward, aiming for the Mangle. She grinned, flashing sharp teeth, and darted out of the way in the blink of an eye. The lasso wrapped around the light pole she'd been clinging to, and Alex tried to pull it back in, but all that succeeded in doing was making the small man get pulled towards it so quickly he didn't see it coming. He let out a wild "Whoa!" as it happened. A few moments later, he was upside down, his own rope restraining him to the light pole. He tugged at the bindings with a small grunt, but was unsuccessful in his endeavors. The Mangle saw this and laughed again.
Javis turned to Vincent. "Vincent, freeze her parts!"
Two large white eyes blinked. "Do what?"
"You're the Masked Matter-Horn! You can shoot all kinds of crazy beams from your horn!"
Vincent looked up at the light blue covering on his head. "Uh, I don't know how to use this!"
Javis threw his arms out. "Do you think I know!? Just try!"
With a small grimace, Vincent closed his eyes and tried to focus in on the horn sticking from his head. Energy swelled within him, and he kept his mind focused on ice, and he was sure he was almost there - until his thoughts started to wander. Mostly because he just realized Scott was in a fairly tight, dark blue, gem covered outfit next to him, showing off every nice curve in the man. And damn, that turned him on. So instead of producing an ice beam, Vincent's head jerked around and his eyes shot open to look at Scott, horn still glowing bright blue. And at that moment his magic shot out and there was a girly yelp.
"Vincent!" Scott snapped angrily. Said man blinked several times in surprise; before him stood his terribly sexy coworker, his feet encased in a thick layer of ice freezing him to the roof.
"Whoops," Vincent muttered, hand up at his face. He quickly realized something and put them both down to cover his crotch. There was a disgusted groan from Scott.
The Mangle, who had witnessed this event unfold from the ground, smiled. "You know, I think I'm starting to enjoy this~!" She then cackled again.
Javis swiftly turned to Mike after the Mangle tossed a bench at them, breaking off more of the building.
"Quick, Mike, you're Zapp, and your power is controlling the mighty forces of nature!" he explained. He held a blue-gloved fist up. "Holster the lightning bolt!"
Mike looked down at the lightning bolt hanging from the golden cord around his neck. He felt it lightly with a hand before taking it firmly and shooting upwards. He lifted the bolt to the sky; the affect was immediate. Clouds gathered, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled threateningly. Mike's eyes burned bright yellow, his rainbow tail whipping in the wind. Unfortunately, this being his first time using the damn thing, the magical bolt began to form a tornado. It quickly swirled around, becoming bigger and bigger. Mike's eyes stopped glowing, and they grew wider as he realized his mistake. He backed away from it. Down near the others, the wind was more intense as the tornado touched down.
"Lightning! Not a tornado!" Javis yelled as the group all desperately hung onto the ledge of the building. The pink blur that was Fritz came into view down the street as they were sucked into it. Fritz looked up and gasped, attempting to skid to a stop. Unfortunately, he was going too fast already, and he dropped the plate of cupcakes he'd had and wailed as pink was added to the whirling tornado. A few moments later, Mike was pulled in with a shout as well. Down on the ground, the Mangle sat back and enjoyed the show with a devious smile on her face.
Inside the tornado, it was complete chaos. All five heroes were screaming, but Javis simply threw his cape over his shoulders and out of his face and located Jeremy in the grey surrounding them.
"Jeremy, you're Saddle Rager! Lose your temper, and you'll turn into a huge, super strong monster!" Javis shouted.
"Oh, gosh! That wouldn't . . . be very . . . polite!" Jeremy replied, words separated as he was whipped around in the tornado. His large expanse of pink hair flowed elegantly behind him. Javis face palmed. He then looked down at Scott, who was tilted at an angle, head down.
"Scott, use your jewelry to create attack constructs."
Scott's eyebrows curved. "What's an attack construct?"
"You think of something . . . anything! . . . and your bracelet makes it appear!"
Scott looked back down at his hands, which were positioned in front of him, and furrowed his eyebrows. A moment later, they raised, and he stuck an arm out. The pink, gemmed bracelet glowed briefly. A tea set popped into existence . . . and then blew back into Javis' screen right after because of the winds. An angry emoji popped up.
"Something useful!" Javis barked, throwing his hands up. At that moment, the tornado spiraled out of control, and Javis was thrown violently out, cracking the back of his phone head on the museum where the Mangle had gotten the Electro-Orb. When he finished rubbing the sore spot, he looked up and saw the blue ball of electricity sitting right in front of him, coiled in a loop in one of Mangle's endoskeleton pieces. Very slowly, he crept forward and snatched the Electro-Orb from her as she babbled on. Then he turned and began to sneak away . . . until his red cape got stuck under a boot and he tripped, sending the Orb clanging onto the street. As soon as it happened, the same bit picked it up and Mangle was looking at him.
"Oh, thank you, Hum Drum," she cooed. She then cackled and went on her way, swinging through the streets of Mare-tropolis, but making sure to get close and laugh in Alex's face - who was still tied up and upside down.
Meanwhile, Javis was picking himself up and brushing himself off. He studied his costume. There was a small crest of spines on his head and the 'mask' imprinted on the side of his screen. He hadn't been bothered by the fact he was Hum Drum until now because now . . . now he was officially useless. His muscular shoulders drooped, and his spines seemed to do the same. He moped slightly, and then he perked back up when he realized that the vicious tornado was swirling closer to him.
"Oh, no!" Javis exclaimed, quickly trying to run away. He was too late, however, and he was tugged back in and sent in the never ending tumble. The others inside were still screaming.
"Alex, you've . . . gotta help . . . keep the tornado . . . from destroying . . . the city!" Javis cried, waving his arms. His words were spaced out from the whipping sensation.
"But every time I move, this damn lasso gets tighter!" Alex yelled back. To demonstrate, he struggled against the golden rope, and it glowed and pulled tighter, making him grimace.
"You're psychically connected to it! . . . Will it to where you want it to go . . . and it'll obey you!"
Alex frowned and furrowed his eyebrows, willing the rope to obey him. It unraveled and allowed him to fall onto the ground. He stood up, rope now levitating next to him. The lasso grew larger, becoming as wide as the tornado's top was, and he snagged it - because logic. The tornado whipped around as if alive and eventually exploded when it grew large, sending ponies and debris scattering across the streets.
Scott was the only one to make it down safely, thanks to summoning a giant cake stand for him to ride down in unscathed. The top lifted, and he bounded down gracefully. The rest of the guards picked themselves up and shook themselves off. Fritz was already running off again.
"Spintastic!" the ginger declared.
"Let me get this straight," Alex started, walking towards Javis. "We've been sucked into some kind of . . . comic book world?" In the background, Mike tested his lightning bolt by summoning actual bolts of lightning, and Scott was dusting himself off with a feather duster. Plus Fritz was just nomming on a cupcake from earlier.
"Technically, it's called Mare-tropolis," Javis replied with a shrug. "And if we want get back home, we'll have to stop the Mangle from using her doomsday device to destroy it."
"No biggie," Mike said. "I was already awesome." He grinned, throwing his arms out. "And now we've all got super powers!"
Javis sighed. "Well . . . almost all of us have super powers."
"But you must have them too, Javis; your character is wearing a cape!" Scott declared, summoning a cane to lift said cape for all to see.
"Yeah, for absolutely no reason," Javis argued, frowning. "He's pretty much useless."
"Well, you're not Hum Drum," Jeremy said quietly.
"Heh, yeah. You're right."
Mike touched down. "So the six of us "Power Ponies" will take care of Mangle and get us back home."
"Javis, where is Mangle building her doomsday device?" Vincent asked. "And because I'm obviously the leader of the team, I get to act important."
"Why are you leader?" Alex snapped.
"I have wings and a horn! I'm fucking sexy!"
"Guys!" Mike barked. "More important things to be doing?"
"Oh, uh, right. Anyways, where's she at?" Vincent asked again.
"Her top secret headquarters. But you better get there quick. The glowing orb she just stole is what she's going to use to power it up," Javis answered.
"Lead the way, Javis!" Alex proclaimed.
"Then leave the rest to us," Mike added, grinning. An unsure emoji popped up on Javis' screen and he couldn't help the small sigh that escaped him. He began the walk to the Mangle's lair.
They eventually arrived at a large industrial building that was really conspicuous; come on, it even had a working sign. Who could not know that this was a villain's evil lair?
"There it is," Javis said as they approached.
"Is that a Freddy Fazbear's storage building?" Alex asked upon seeing it.
"All right, people, here's the plan," Vincent began, taking charge as he deemed fit. The rest of them didn't object right away, instead just listening. "Scott, you, me, and-"
"Come on out, Mangle!" came Mike's cocky tone as he hovered in the air. The rest of the group looked up in confusion. "Or the Power Ponies are coming in!" He then lifted his lightning bolt to the sky and thunder boomed. Several bolts rained down, one striking the building, shattering windows in an instant.
Vincent looked up with a frown on his face. "So much for the element of surprise." His eyebrows lowered angrily.
"Guess I'll just hang back here, or something . . ." Javis said, watching the group of guards pad forward.
Jeremy cowered at the back of the group. "I don't think she's home. Maybe we should come back later." He faked a smile, trying to feign confidence in this situation. That was when maniacal laughter split the air and Jeremy's shell of indifference shattered.
Scott looked back. "She's home." Jeremy cringed, shying away again - and looking oddly cute as he did so.
A large garage door in the building began to open up with a grating sound. It revealed several dozen animatronics; there were about three of each, including the toys, originals, and withered sets.
The guards got into their fighting poses. "Time to Power Pony up!" Alex shouted.
"Ooh, nice catchphrase!" Fritz cheered, feet continuously moving from what seemed like a constant sugar rush. Alex looked back, confused, but that's when the battle began. The animatronics raced forward, towering several feet above the guards, who also split to take on more.
"Freeze ray!" Vincent shouted, actually focusing on just ice. His horn powered up and he got ready to release the magic. The blast of icy magic simply hit Toy Freddy in the face, causing him to just simply stop to shake his head off. He continued his charge towards Vincent.
"It's an improvement," Scott commented idly as he stood on a magic carpet he'd summoned. It took him up, leaving the slightly sad Vincent standing there.
Meanwhile, Alex was seeing what he had in his utility belt. He reached in for what was a pair of horseshoes, and he grinned slightly. He tossed them in the air and used his tail to send them shooting towards Withered Foxy. The animatronic had been just about to jump, his arms up and legs an inch from the ground. The golden horseshoes caught his feet and stopped him in his tracks. Withered Foxy fell to the ground only steps from Alex, who grinned and leaped off, ready to fight more.
Fritz came shooting through the spot Alex had been standing, screeching to a halt. He ate a cupcake real quick and saw Bonnie approaching him. He waited for the animatronic to near before taking off, quickly coming from all angles to confuse him, until finally throwing a pie into his face and laughing. Bonnie stood there in confusion with pie dripping down his face.
Scott was finishing tying up Freddy with a construct of telephone wire. He finished it all off with a bow and looked up as he heard a crashing sound. Up above him, an animatronic was detaching the sign from the front of the building. It fell right on top of Scott. He quickly summoned a giant umbrella as he cringed, using it to send the sign back up. It smashed into the building. Tilting his head, he looked up.
"Ooh, I do so love a functional accessory!" Scott crooned, looking at the pink gems on his wrist. Wow. He felt really girly saying that; not that this whole thing wasn't girly as hell.
Back in the battle, Chica was charging Jeremy. He cowered and covered his face, whimpering. She was inches away from him when the air crackled and a bolt of lightning caught her in the face. Her circuits were fried and she collapsed. Jeremy took his head out of his hands, lower lip trembling slightly.
"Seriously?" Mike asked, floating down to hover near his head. "You aren't even just a little angry right now?" Jeremy frowned awkwardly, shaking his head.
"Nice work, Power Ponies," Vincent said. "Now let's take care of the Mangle and get ourselves home." Several animatronics were scattered around; the rest had fled back inside, presumably from fright - or so the guards thought. Fritz zipped through the defeated ones, the others meeting at the middle as well.
"I don't think so!" the sinister cry rang out. Vincent's grin turned into a perplexed frown as he turned his head to look. The Mangle rose from the building's door, her endoskeleton limbs holding her. "I have a city to destroy. And I'm not about to let the Power Ponies stop me!" She grinned wickedly. "Not. This. Time!" Her pupils contracted.
"Just watch us," Mike snarled, glaring daggers at her from his spot in the air. He took his lightning bolt in hand and rushed the Mangle. Her endoskeleton arms moved and a giant aerosol can of something was held up.
"The Hair Spray Ray of Doom!" Javis gasped, pointing. "It stops you in your tracks and renders your powers useless!"
Unfortunately, Mike wasn't listening worth shit; there was a hiss and a cloud of pink smoke, and a frozen Mike fell out of the sky with a clank, lightning bolt in hand. He blinked once, obviously surprised. The others stared with wide eyes until Scott broke the few-moments-long silence.
"We'll just see about that," the phone man snapped, glaring through his mask. The five remaining guards started a charge. Alex twirled his lasso as he joined in with Scott, and then Vincent came along side them, a warning ice beam shooting out of his horn. Fritz was the last one in because, as usual, Jeremy stayed back in fright.
Their charge didn't last long. The Mangle easily took them out with her doom spray. Vincent fell forward onto his hands from where he'd been about to take off. The Mangle cackled, and the animatronics closed in, freed from their traps. Jeremy peeked out from behind a mailbox, shaking in fear. Javis was behind there with him.
"Jeremy, please! Just a little anger?" Javis asked desperately, pinching his fingers together.
"Well," Jeremy started, "I'm not so much angry as I'm concerned, bordering on terrified!" His voice cracked and he shook, holding his knees to his chest. That was when the Mangle used her doom spray, freezing Jeremy in an instant. He was picked up and taken.
"Don't spray!" Javis squeaked, shielding his screen, as the doom spray ended up pointed in his direction. The Mangle laughed, stretching down to his height.
"Oh, Hum Drum, why in all of Mare-tropolis would I use the Hair Spray Ray of Doom on you? Rather pointless, don't you think?" she asked snidely. She caressed the bottom of his phone teasingly with a hand before moving away.
There were screams as the guards were dragged away by the animatronics. Yells for help were heard, but ignored by the villains. They were put inside, and the huge door closed. Javis walked forward a bit, unsure of what to do.
Javis was clambering through the vents. "What am I supposed to do? I'm useless." He sighed to himself. "They're the ones with the super powers. They've probably already figured out how to escape." He paused briefly in his journey and suddenly felt the vent giving out from under him. He collapsed onto a high up walkway. He stood and saw the guards in a cage, trapped.
"Or not," Javis said, leaning over the metal railing.
Back in the cage, Vincent looked down at his hand. He then looked to Scott. "Hey, Phone, we're hard. Literally." He snickered.
"Shut the hell up, you fuck boy," Scott snapped back, not in the mood.
"Aw, fine." Vincent's smile disappeared and he concentrated on trying to move his wrist. Until a dinging went off and they were refrozen.
"Congratulations, Power Ponies," Mangle laughed as she walked about using her endoskeleton parts, "you shall live just long enough to see me fire"-several animatronics unveiled the huge thing in the room-"the instrument of your destruction!" She laughed again. "Once the Electro-Orb has powered it up completely, the cannon will amplify the power of my servos one million times!" She was crawling all over her device. "Expelling an energy blast that will cause everybody in Mare-tropolis' brain to stop working!"
"Oh shit," Javis muttered. The guards looked on, horrified - well, Vincent was still kinda smiling. "That's a lot worse than the actual plot of the book."
The Mangle cackled, sliding down the cannon's barrel. "You will be my weapon's first victims! And there is nobody who can save you from this fate!" Once again, she cackled, sitting in the chair of her cannon.
"Ahem," Jeremy said, "I don't mean to interrupt, but aren't you forgetting about someone?"
"Hum Drum? Little guy? No superpowers whatsoever?" Mangle asked, voice full of laughter.
"Well, not really little, actually," Fritz commented.
"He's utterly useless!"
The bell for respraying rang and the guards were once again refrozen.
"Please! Everyone knows you just keep him around because you feel sorry for him!" Her voice turned mock sad. "Wah wah!"
Javis glared.
"Maybe in your world, but in our world Javis - uh, Hum Drum - is just a dude with a phone for a head that's not as hot Sc - Radiance!" Vincent declared. There were a few mumbles after that, and if Javis would've had eyes, he would've rolled them.
"Whatever. I'm saving your asses and you'll like it," Javis muttered, hatching a plan.
"Hahah! I see dementia must be a side-effect of prolonged exposure to the Hair Spray Ray of Doom," Mangle snickered. She then turned to address the other animatronics. Meanwhile, Javis was scurrying around, making his plan come into play. He took the large red sheet that had covered the cannon and attached it to several hooks. He lifted a large box wrapped with chains and pushed it over the edge of the walkway. Instantly, half the animatronics were scooped up and suspended in air. Mangle frowned and blinked in surprise.
The bell rang again. Bonnie, who'd been manning it, looked away to see a large blue boot pointed right at his face. His eyes grew wider, and Javis' foot connected with his face, kicking him right off the platform. The animatronic knocked over the doom spray and with their only weakness gone, the guards struggled to move. Down below, another ten animatronics were frozen by the pink spray.
"Way to go, Javis!" Vincent cheered, cracking an arm free. Thawed, Scott summoned a large nail filer and cut them a hole in the bars of their short-term prison. The Mangle looked on in disbelief as her plan started to fall apart.
Mike swooped down next to Jeremy. "Get mad!" he ordered.
"I'm trying!" Jeremy argued. His face screwed up in concentration. "Grrr!"
Vincent was the first to leap out of the cage, followed by Fritz, Mike, and Applejack, and then finally Scott, who made a set of stairs appear. He bounded down them with his head tilted up. Fabulous.
"Tag! You're it! Tag! You're it! Tag! You're it!" Fritz yelled, zigzagging from animatronic to animatronic in a rather cruel game of tag as he shoved each of them to the floor with his enhanced strength of the comic book world.
"Over there!" Mangle screeched, pointing at the pink blur. "No, there! THERE! IDIOTS!" She threw her hands up in frustration.
Vincent was beating his large wings to keep himself up, his horn blazing with sky blue fire. The blaze of magic shot out and covered the floor with ice. A few more animatronics skidded around and ran into each other.
Mike flew into view, lightning bolt in hand. He lifted it to the sky, eyes blazing yellow. A storm started inside the industrial building, another tornado beginning to form. It swirled around and began to suck up more animatronics. He turned to Scott, a smirk on his face.
"Need a place to put these guys!" Mike declared, gesturing with a hand. Scott swirled around, the ice skates on his feet disappearing as he touched down back on ground. He lifted his hand and three fancy cages were levitated over to where Mike was flying. Swiftly, the tornado broke apart on his whim, and three or so animatronics were shoved into each one, packed together tightly.
Back at an entrance, several animatronics were trying to escape. Alex leaped forward, lasso twirling next to him. "Hold it right there!" he yelled in determination. He roped them all together and then tied them up, suspended in the rafters.
The battle continued. Javis watched from the walkway, feeling fairly satisfied with how it was going. He saw Vincent soar by, horn sparking bright red as he dove into the action. There were screams, and Javis had to look away before he saw anymore. That's when he spotted someone sneaking away.
"Jeremy, where are you going?" Javis asked.
Jeremy turned back around. He fluffed his wings awkwardly. "You seem to have everything under control." He had a small, guilty smile on his face.
"Jeremy, we need you! You have to power up!"
From her machine, the Mangle was listening in on this conversation. A grin split across her face, and she began to power up the cannon. She took aim.
"I'm sorry. It's just that nothing is making me mad," Jeremy apologized, still paying attention to Javis. But fortunately for him, someone else was.
"Hey, power that down!" Mike shouted, shooting forward. He prepared to deliver a fierce kick into Mangle's face, but a piece of endoskeleton shot out and swatted him violently from behind. He let out a quick yip of pain as he was sent spiraling downwards. His crash skidded to a halt near Jeremy's feet.
"Oh goodness, Mike! Are you okay?" Jeremy asked quickly, bending down. Mike groaned quietly, eyes closed. His wings were splayed under him.
"Are you kidding me?" Jeremy snarled suddenly, turning around. "I mean, I know you're evil and everything, but you'd hit someone so hard just because they want to help someone!? Really?!" He was walking slowly towards the cannon with a glare on his face. "WHY, YOU'RE JUST A GREAT, BIG . . . MEANIE!"
The Mangle recoiled, eyes widening at the rage that was about to be unleashed.
"THERE, I SAID IT! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU'RE SO SPECIAL?!" Jeremy roared, voice growing deeper by the second. His butter yellow wings flared outwards in a sign of aggression. "LIKE THE RULES OF COMMON COURTESY DON'T APPLY TO YOU?!" He began to grow, muscles ripping through his dark teal outfit. The collar around his neck snapped like a rubber band. "WHY DON'T YOU PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE?!" Jeremy was fully grown now, towering over others at around ten feet. He let out a huge roar, mane and tail whipping back with the ferocity of it.
The guards watched with huge eyes and open mouths. Javis fist pumped with a grin on his face. The Mangle panicked, frantically pressing buttons on her machine. It powered up, the light glowing blue. It shot out and got Jeremy in the face, but he sent it shrieking back with a roar. Mangle screamed as it hit her, sending her flying back into the wall. Jeremy then bounded up onto the cannon with a snarl and began to destroy it. He pounded it with his fists and ripped it apart, little roars being heard through the noise. At the base of the cannon, the guards were gathering. Scott had retrieved Mike and was holding him up with an arm over his shoulder. Mike was still a little woozy and was having a hard time using his legs.
Jeremy finally noticed the group at the bottom and stopped, dropping a scrap of metal. He shot them a bashful smile.
"Hahahah! My servos! My servos!" Mangle screeched, body twitching. Her endoskeleton parts flailed around her. Finally, after a moment of insane struggle, they encased her. She wiggled around, laughing manically.
A smiley emoji popped up on Javis' screen. "Once again, the day is saved by-"
A giant portal opened up overhead. There were a few screams and then they were all tugged through without a fight. Back at Fazbear's Fright, they were spat onto the ground in a pile with a series of thuds. The guards got up and began to talk excitedly, grins and smiles breaking out across their faces.
"Did you see how I was raining down a storm of justice at the end there?" Mike asked, back from his concussive blast.
"You catch how I was wielding that lasso?" Alex added excitedly.
"Cupcakes?" Fritz asked, holding up a tray of them.
Scott looked at him. "How did you-?"
"Eh, we had a good half-second before we got sucked back out of the comic, and the Mare-tropolis bakery was only sixty-five blocks away."
Javis sighed, falling backwards into his office chair. "I'm just glad to be back."
"We wouldn't have been in there if not for your bullshit anyways," Vincent commented. Javis sent an unimpressed look his way.
"But I do have one question," Scott said. "Where exactly did you get that comic book?"
"This one I got in *insert city here* at The House of Enchanted Comics," Javis replied as if there was absolutely nothing wrong with that statement. He was met with deadpan stares. Then the guards all turned and walked out.
"Hey, I didn't know it meant they were literally enchanted! I thought it just meant, like, the comics they sold there had really enchanting storylines!" Javis protested, standing up. He hurried after them. "Hey, wait up! I'm an important part of this team, remember?"
Back in his office, the comic book began to glow. It vanished a moment later, leaving no clue to if it had been there before.
As you see, I had to change a few things. But I hope you still enjoyed it! There's a link on my profile if you wanna check out the guards' designs! ^_^