Guys.

I'm late.

I'm sorry.

I've been gone for like, 2 or 3 years already? Or maybe I'm just exaggerating, and have just been gone for only a year?

Well. Either way. It's bad.

Anyways, here's the new chapter I decided to write as payment. Pharell's POV now... cuz why not? I love the Paper Plate Guy too much to leave him without a part in the story.

Oh, and take note, we're almost at the end of part 1! There will be more happening soon in this story... Also, I'll start giving you some chronological orders before the story begins, so that you won't get confused as to which chapter happened when. The amount of numbers is also the limit of each part; Part 1 consists of 10 chapters in this one. Note that the Prologue is an exception to this.

CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER OF EVENTS
1. Freddy Fazbear 1901 (FREDDY) - June 18, 2043. Morning, 6:40 a.m.
2. Marking The Chickens (CHICA) - June 20, 2043. Morning, 4:45 a.m.
3. Walking The Plank (FOXY) - June 20, 2043. Morning, 11:17 a.m.
4. Next Right Hand (CERISE) - June 20, 2043. Morning, 11:20 a.m. to noon, 12:15. p.m.
5. Mute Assistant (NATHANIEL) - June 20, 2043. Afternoon, 12:34 p.m. to 12:50 p.m.
6. Oblivious Nerd (PHARELL) - June 20, 2043. Afternoon, 1:10 p.m. to
7. ?
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10. ?

Thank you for reading! You may continue on.

WARNING: Incredulous nonsense.

June 20, 2043

Testing Institution, Ground Floor

Time: Afternoon, 1:10 p.m.

Pharell Pine shifted through the pages of his book, silently reading through it while his friends have completely lost their minds.

They were finally venturing the halls of the ground floor of the Testing Institution, with Ennard, Nathaniel, and Ballora just behind to watch over them. The Testing Institution, he heard, was filled with mysteries and screams of agony, and mutated "abominations" - another mean name that their species have given hybrids - who are being experimented on are trapped in one room for each. It was a violent building, and no one dared to come inside...

...Pharell never cared, regardless.

The black-haired bespectacled boy watched through the corner of his eye; his friends are finally running into the halls, while Cerise yelled at them to wait up for her before she started running after them as well. Pharell was left behind, unconsciously still reading the book, lost in the magnificent words that were edged in each of the pages...

Jane Julie suddenly grabbed his arm without hesitation.

"Come on, Pharell! Stop reading and enjoy the view!" She urged, pulling him and forcing him to run with her. His eye glasses accidentally toppled out of the bridge of his nose, but he was quick enough to catch them and place them back on. He was still holding his book on his hand, luckily.

He could hear the soft chuckles the Three Officers made at the sight of him being pulled around. But if they enjoyed it, Pharell didn't. He never liked being pulled around, especially by someone who is so hyperactive they can't control themselves.

Regardless, they were still his friends.

But somehow, what Jane said earlier bothered him a bit.

"Stop reading and enjoy the view!"

Huh. Sure.

What beautiful scenery is to be viewed when you are in a building that has caused terror and gruesome experiments on a species that was supposed to be the same as them, but got mutated by a substance that they don't even know about? Is blood and gore a beautiful scenery for his friends, who are actually too young to see them?

No. Not at all.

For Pharell, there is no such thing as a beautiful view here.

June 20, 2043

Testing Institution, First Floor

Time: Afternoon, 1:30 p.m.

Great, the first floor.

The black-haired boy rolled his eyes in frustration as his female friends ran recklessly through the hallways, shouting things that he didn't want to know. The boys, however, were just walking along, observing the building's interior design, though he could clearly hear the twins Bernard and Brendan Bennett talking loudly to each other. Billy Brian Banks was just by the left of him, blue eyes eyeing the scenery.

However, here he was, reading a book, which signifies he didn't really care on exploring this cesspool at all.

From the corner of his eye, he could see Billy turning his head to his direction, with a small smile on his face. He was clearly snooping a peek of his book, which the nerd observed. He quickly closed his book with a loud snap, further more surprising Billy.

The brown-haired boy blinked, blue eyes filled with wonder. He then grinned and laced both hands behind his head, lifting his arms. "What was that just a while ago, Phar?" He asked, chuckling, with a teasing look on his face. "I thought I just saw the word 'kink' in that story you are reading-"

"It is none of your business, Balloon Head," Pharell interrupted, a small blush slowly creeping on his face. He cocked his head to the side, closing his eyes in frustration; his fingers pushed his red glasses to the bridge of his nose. "Absolutely none of your business at all."

Their conversation seemed to have struck some interest in the Bennett twins; both boys rushed over to them with curious looks on their faces.

"Really? Kink?!"

"Where did you get that word, Billy?"

The brown-haired boy chuckled, before his finger pointed to the book Pharell was holding. "Over there." He winked at both boys, who immediately whipped their heads to the book. They grinned at Pharell, greedy hands ready to snatch the book off his grip. However, Pharell's clutch was strong enough for the book not to be taken away.

At this point, the boys got into a huge argument.

"Hey, give us the book!"

"I don't want to! This is for nerds only!"

"But we're also nerds, Phar!"

"No, you're not nerds, you're geeks!"

Their loud voices echoed around the corridors of the building, and at this point, the girls, who were already at least a few feet away from them, could hear their argument going on. All six raised eyebrows and looked at each other, with questioning looks on their faces.

"What's gotten into them?"

"I dunno. Just geeks being geeks?"

At the boys side, the black bespectacled boy's grey eyes trailed to Billy, who only grinned mischievously from the far corner as he leaned against a white wall. He shrugged and waved at him, smiling to himself.

Pharell raised a middle finger at the boy, who's eyes widened with an awkward smile on his face.

Next time. I'll get to you next time, Billy Wonka.

June 20, 2043

Testing Institution, First Floor

Time: Afternoon, 1:45 p.m.

15 minutes.

It took him 15 minutes for him to move on from that incident earlier.

Pharell was peacefully reading his book again, while his ears tend to catch the loud chatters of his friends as they stammer about the structure of the Testing Institution. The only one who actually seemed to not talk and care about a thing is the rainbow herself, Rain Magewick.

She was simply day-dreaming in awe, pushing her pink glasses to the bridge of her nose. Pharell was glad there was someone else in here who wears eye-glasses like him. She wasn't a nerd at all, but he's glad he wasn't alone.

While contemplating with his thoughts, he didn't quite catch in his mind until a while later that Rain has already scooted up closer to him, taking a look at the pages of his book. He yelped in surprise, throwing his arms in the air, almost throwing the book away from his hand.

Rain blinked a couple of times, simply staring at him with those large, blue eyes. Her body then started shaking violently, her face starting to look funny... until she couldn't stifle her own laughter anymore.

"BAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Rain guffawed, her chuckles and giggles echoing like thunder, loud enough for the others to hear. The Three Officers might actually hear her laughter from their position right now, despite being a little farther away from their group.

Regardless, Rain kept laughing.

"Ahahahaha! Oh God, Pharell!" She exclaimed, finally able to stifle her laughter. "Pfft... you should've seen your face a while ago! You were almost about to throw up!"

Pharell blushed and glared at her, adjusting his glasses. "S-Says the one who didn't expect me to yelp at all! You didn't think I saw your face when I jumped?!"

"Alright, that's enough with it, you two." From behind them, Ennard reprimanded both middle school children, who obeyed and stepped away from each other. The elder male looked at both of them and smiled. "Such friendly jokes always lighten up the mood, so you should be happy at least, Phar."

Pharell blinked. "But she was laughing at me..."

"Anyway," Ennard began to announce, making the younger ones turn to him with curious looks on their faces. "we are about to enter the most dangerous parts of the institution. Because you are too young to see hybrids being... disciplined, we shall lead all of you to a station where you will put on something that will, hopefully, lessen the violence that you shall see." He turned to Ballora, who nodded and pulled a lever from a nearby wall.

She smiled and walked over to the secret tunnel, nodding to them. "Follow me, everyone."

Complying, Cerise and the others ran after Ballora, leaving Pharell alone with Ennard just beside him. Nathaniel simply snuck a smile at the President and shrugged, before following the others into the tunnel. Now it was only Ennard and Pharell, standing in the hallway in silence.

Ennard suddenly giggled, breaking the silence between them. The older male turned to Pharell. "Tell me, Pharell. Why are your friends still so lively, despite the fact that they are in a building where you will find suffering and agony? Why do you think they are like that?"

The black-haired boy blinked, not quite understanding his question. He cocked his head to the side, thinking of a plausible answer. "W-Well… I should think that…" Grazing a finger through his chin, he looked at the ceiling. "…They are simply trying to take away the nervousness. They are doing this to be prepared for whatever horrors they are to see sooner… I think."

Ennard smiled. "Why do you and me think alike?"

"…Huh?"

"…Nothing." Ennard shook his head, before heading over to the tunnel, which was about to shut close in a few minutes. "I think you better hurry now. You don't want to be left alone here standing all alone, right?"

With that, Pharell nodded, running up to Ennard. He followed the young man to his friends' destination, careful not to loose sight of him.

But still, he is confused.

First Floor Hidden Stairway

Time: Afternoon, 1:45 p.m.

The path actually leads to the second floor.

"Ballora, are we heading to the second floor right now?" He heard Carly Callisto ask from nearby, while the others continue to climb the elongated flight of stairs. "Or are we to go to the third floor right now? Because the way I see it, this stairway is actually pretty long…"

Carmine whips her head towards her sister, glaring at her with a warning look. Don't be rude.

The Vice President turns to her and smiles. "We are headed to the second floor, Carly. And you are right; the stairs are long, but it was intended this way." Suddenly, her expression darkens. "Since we don't want you to see what lurks in the third hallways of the first floor…"

Carly and Carmine raise and eyebrow. "…What lurks there?"

Ballora didn't answer. Instead, she looked the opposite direction, tearing her gaze away from both girls. "…You really don't want to know. Young people like you aren't supposed to know."

Pharell was listening to them chat about it, while still pretending to read the book. Oh, Ballora didn't want them to know. Yet Pharell already knew, and his friends should have known all along while in this place, too.

It's filled with agony, torture, gore, and racism against hybrids. They scream, they cry, they call for help. Yet whatever they do, their calls have fallen in deaf ears. That's what you don't need to know.

"Finally! Here's the exit!" Cerise exclaims, making him turn away from his book. The eager young girl tried to reach the door knob, but always fails. "I... got it… I… got it…!"

He could see The Secretary approach Cerise, opening the door for her with a smile on his face. Cerise smiles back, following Nathaniel out of the hidden stairways. The others also followed suite, before sounds of gasping and marveling in awe were heard by Pharell's ears.

Great, they're day-dreaming again. He thought, setting his book down. Now what the heck is so marvelous once again—

And, indeed, it is a marvelous sight.

Unlike the first floor, the second floor was much more brighter, and much more prettier than the gloomy floor from a while ago. The walls were still painted white, sure, but there were different colors of patterns lining the edges of these said walls. Televisions with green screen cameras hang around each corridor of the hallways. Someone was watching them from behind those cameras, he was sure of that. And the green color of the screen must be of a great purpose.

Ballora giggled and instructed everyone to follow her inside the very first room that was next to the stairway. Above the door of the room was a sign, saying: "Institution Materials and Equipment for Guests". Pharell finally folded the last page he read on his book and closed it, clutching it while he let his arm hang just beside his hip. He does have to admit, the Testing Institution was much more interesting than he thought it would be.

But still, doubts about this place always engulf his mind.

Cerise beamed, turning to her friends with an excited look on her face. "Guys, this place has EVERYTHING a tourist in this institution needs. Food, beverages, and other equipment that needs to be used. And the room is fairly large, I tell you! Large enough to make people wait patiently while they get the negative sight glasses."

At the mention of that strange device, Pharell raised an eyebrow. "What are… negative sight glasses?"

The girl with pigtails turned to him, puffing her chest with pride as she answered. "Negative sight glasses are like what we use in the movies – you know, those 3D glasses that makes the movie look realistic – except, it's not for that purpose. Negative sight glasses can be used by guests to cover their eyes from the horrible sights of this institution. It turns the horrific sight into something… much milder, to say the least. So for example, it turns the red of blood into something of a greenish-white hue when you wear such glasses."

Hearing her explanation, Billy blinked with a surprised smirk. "That… is… insane."

Cheryl nodded in agreement. "When do we get them?"

"Oh, guys. Be patient." Cerise said to them, before turning to the door to open it and follow Ballora inside. "So, do you want to see inside the room? I can show you around if you like."

She got enthusiastic nods from her friends, of course, except the nonchalant Pharell who simply shrugged at their choices. The next thing that happened, his friends already bumped into both of his sides as they ran over to where Cerise was. The Three Officers followed suite, with Ennard sparing the black-haired boy one last glance before entering the room.

Pharell stood alone in the hallway, simply blinking in surprise. He shook his head and rolled his eyes, before finally opening the door to join his friends inside.

Well, can't miss out on all the "fun", right?

Again, I am sorry for being gone for so long. Then the problem is, school is gonna start in June and I may not have any more time for writing, but then that doesn't mean I'm gone. I'm still completely here, don't even worry about a thing.

I think I'm gonna either do Ballora or Bonnie next... I'll let you guys guess.

Until then, adios until the next chapter!

- Jail Rose