"This here is-"

"VINCENT?!" Scott cuts Boss off and stares at the purple man standing in front of us (Vincent is the only character that is Rebornica's model. Oh wait, Jeremy is Rebornica's as well, so both of them are) The person named Vincent smiles at his friend and Scott backs away slowly. "No, no. I-it can't be! Why are y-you here!?"

"Hello Scotty, long time no see. Miss me~?" Vincent smirks and Scott's eyes grow wide. Scott runs away as Vincent chases after him. You and Jeremy stare at them in awe, so does Boss. Fritz laughs and Mike glares, like he wants to kill something. Oh wait, he always looks like that.

"Oh, I remember Vincent!" You suddenly speak up.

"Yup, ya should, because he worked at the old restaurant. Mike, do you remember him?" Boss looks over at Mike who is now scowling.

"How could one NOT remember Vincent?" Mike states, bluntly. He's kinda right, you think back to the time you and Vincent worked together.

"Hey (y/n), wanna come to Scott and I's wedding?"

"Nah, I don't really ship it." (Yes I do)

"THAT'S why you don't approve of it?!" Scott stares at me in disbelief. He's tied to a chair with Vincent's foot on his genitals. I shrug and nod. He glares at me.

~

I stare at Vincent as he stares back at me. I slowly close the door and stare into space. Either I just saw Vincent with only his boxers on, or that was just Hell. It must've been Hell.

~

"Hey Mike, don't touch that!" Vincent runs over to Mike and punches him in the face before Mike can lay a hand on Freddy.

"What the hell dude?!" Mike holds his cheek and his eyes shoot daggers at Vincent.

Vincent is silent and he slowly takes Freddy's hand and leads him away. "Sorry Mikey, we wouldn't want you to get bitten again, would we?" Vincent walks slowly backward and Freddy comes with him. Mike stares at Vincent, tears in his eyes.

I remember Mike saying something about one of the animatronics biting him, that must bring back bad memories.

I also know Vincent killed those children. That's the real reason he doesn't want Mike to touch the animatronics.

"Anyway, Vincent'll be your new coworker. Just like you guys, he'll work the day shift on some days and the night shift on others. By the way, (y/n), Mike, and Vincent you guys have the night shift today. Fritz, Scott, and Jeremy have the day shift.

"Anyone who doesn't work the day shift today, you can leave now. I'll text you the schedule for the rest of the week. Have a good day," and with that, Mike, Vincent, and you walk off, waving goodbye to the others.

"So, Vincent, how's life been? It's been so long since I last (HAVE SEEN MY SON) saw you, I almost forget what happened to you after the old restaurant was shut down." you look at Vincent and he slightly shrugs.

"You know, I actually couldn't be better. I feel like a completely different person since, ya know, I went to therapy and all. Thanks by the way, (y/n), for suggesting it to me," Vincent says back. You nod, it was no trouble at all. Besides, you want those children to at least feel like they don't have to worry about adding another animatron to their collection they got going.

"Wait, why'd you need therapy?" Mike suddenly asks. Vincent sighs, ready to tell a part of his story.

"Well, I did some things in the past that I really regret. I had nightmares about it and, to be honest, working at Freddy's just kinda made it worse. Eventually, (y/n) found out about it and she felt bad for me I guess. She told me I should go to therapy and ever since then I've felt way better. I started having less nightmares and I even worked up the courage to ask for a job at the new restaurant." When Vincent is done, Mike smiles at him. You're not saying it's a first, it's just extremely rare.

You smile at them, "glad to see my two boys getting along!" they both blush and Mike glares at you. You smile and stick out your tongue.

(Skip to the pizzeria after hours)

"So, can I go now?" you ask as soon as you sit down in the chair.

"What? You just sat down! You have to do your job." Mike stops you before you can get up.

"But I wanna talk to- Oh! You guys should come with me!" and with that you get up and run toward the stage. The others chase after you. You stop in front of Toy Bonnie who winks at you.

"(y/n), what are you-!" Vincent reaches you first and he stares at you and Toy Bonnie. Toy Bon waits for Mike to get there. When Mike arrives, he opens his mouth to say something but stops. They both stare at you as you look at Bon Bon and nod.

"Ladies and/or gentlemans, I would like to introduce you to, TOY BON BON!" You say, holding out your arms to your robot friend. He turns into a human and smiles at the two.

Their jaws drop as they stare at the now human blue haired boy. Bon Bon laughs and waves. Then Vincent runs back to the office and Mike faints. You frown immediately, maybe this wasn't a good idea after all...

(Vincent's POV)

I run back to the office and hide under a desk, shaking like a Chihuahua. Why did that just happen? It's just like the old restaurant, but I didn't kill anymore children, I don't think. That's what the therapy was for.

I shake my head and cover my eyes with my hands. Just then I hear an 'ahem' and I force myself to look up. Bad mistake? Most likely.

"Hey Vincent, remember me?"

"Or me?"

The puppet and golden bear stare straight at me. They grab my arms and lead me away, "come with us," they say in unison. I never thought it, but tonight is the night I die. Or, maybe I did, but I didn't actually think it would be true. And of all the ways, this has to be the worst.

(Transition)

"Please, I'm sorry. I've changed, I have I swear! Please don't hurt me, please forgive me." I beg for my life as they continue to drag me away. They turn into humans and continue to drag me. They drag me to a party room, where others are waiting.

Mike is passed out on a table, the animatronics are humans, and (y/n) is eating pizza beside Mike, waiting for him to wake up. The boys let go of my arms and I run to a corner.

"Hey there purple dude, there's no need to be afraid. Here, I'm Toy Foxy, but you can call me Mangle," a girl with white hair, red cheeks, and pink and yellow clothes hangs from the ceiling, holding their arm out to me. It sounds like a boy though.

"Um...H-hi, I'm...V-Vincent." I shake it's hand and it sits beside me.

"So, what's up with you? You a friend of (y/n)'s?" I nod and it nods as well. It then immediately changes the subject, "hey, let's talk till one of us is scared!"

"You mean tell scary stories?" I ask it. It nods. I smirk, "Okay then, I'll go first."

~

"And they never saw him again. But some say he can still be heard, screaming those same words, over and over again. 'One day I'll get you, and I'll get you GOOD'" I scream the last part and the young girl/boy shrieks. I laugh and pat it on the back.

"Wow, that was pretty good. I've never actually been scared by a story before," I marvel at my compliment, "but I've got a better one. I'll set the mood."

It starts to hang from the ceiling again and it tells me to not look up at it. I look straight forward and listen intently. "One fine day, a young man walks home from a long day of work. He sees a young woman on the other side of the road who stops and stares at him. He hesitates, then smiles and waves. She looks around before she does the same. He continues to walk away while she walks in the other direction.

"Over the period of 2 months, the two become very close friends. He sees her after work everyday and they hang out and talk. They don't go to each others' houses, the man wants to wait. You see, the man is secretly a killer and he wants to make her his next victim. But not yet, the time's not right.

"About 1 month later, he decides he's waited long enough. He invites her over and she happily agrees. She skips to his home and he smiles sweetly at her. He couldn't wait to rip open her sweet flesh. When they finally get there, he locks the door behind them. When asked what he was doing, he says he's 'setting the mood'. Then he moves toward her, and she accepts his actions. However, she was not aware of exactly what his actions would be.

"He grabs her wrists and leads her to the kitchen where he grabs a knife and stabs it into her arm, making blood splatter everywhere. He smiles and chuckles, waiting to hear her scream. But the high pitched squeal doesn't come. Confused, he flips her over and screams for himself. It's a body, a dead body, of one of his past victims. The body smiles at him and grabs his arm.

"He tries his best to get away from her grip, but she's already planned out what to do. She talks in a demonic language, bringing darkness from the corners closer and closer to them. He screams more and twists and turns, trying to get away. He dislocates his shoulder in the process, but doesn't get away. He starts to cry for his life as the shadows close in on him. He starts to hear the girl talk.

"'I'm sorry you had to go through this, it's just as it is,' all the while he's pulled further and further into a terminal state of unconsciousness in the shadows. He uses the last of his breath to scream before he starts struggling for more. 'Do you even remember me? I was your first, boy that was a long time ago,' he starts to close his eyes, never for them to open again. He is consumed by the darkness and the girl smiles and laughs, 'maybe next time you won't forget. Maybe next time you'll remember that...'" The thing pauses. At this point I'm shivering out of my mind, waiting to hear the end.

"It's ME" It pops down from the ceiling and I scream, jerking my head backward and making it hit the wall. It laughs at me as I try to calm myself down, caressing my bruised head. I start to shiver more as it laughs harder. Then I don't notice it, but I start to softly whisper "it's me."

Just then, I hear Mike wake up.

(Mike's POV)

I wake up around 4 I think. I open my eyes and see (y/n) sitting on a chair beside the table I'm laying on and sipping a juice box. She looks back at me and stops sipping. She smiles at me.

"Marionette, he's awake!" she shouts. She continues to sip as a boy with black hair, black and white clothes, and red cheeks walks up to me. He's extremely tall.

"Hello, you must be Mike. It's nice to meet you...I think. Since you don't seem to be anything like the little anomaly behind me," (y/n) growls as he says this, "I'll introduce myself. I'm the marionette, but you can call me Mari or Marion if you like." He holds out his hand and I hesitantly shake it. He then smirks.

I hear a crack and pain shoots up my arm as he bends my wrist back, "Ah! FUCK!" I curse as I hold my arm in pain. The marionette laughs at me and (y/n) glares at him.

"What was that for?! You really are a huge jerk!" She walks up to him. He stops laughing and glares at her.

"I do that to every human, I even did it to Jeremy. You both are way stronger than him, he started crying. I actually felt bad for him, unlike you two. It's funny seeing people squirm, ya know, unless they're Jeremy."

She glares at him and grabs his hand, she twists it around and he lets out a shrill scream. He pulls it away and holds it with his other hand. "Why you little," he starts. They end up tumbling around on the floor like maniacs.

I look around the room and marvel at the most peculiar sight known to man. Talking to one another is a human Toy Chica look-alike and a Toy Freddy look-alike. Toy Bonnie's look-alike is staring at the two idiots on the floor and Toy Mangle's doppelganger hangs from the ceiling and laughs at a terrified Vincent huddled in a corner, saying something under his breath.

Another boy with gold hair, black and gold clothes, and freckles on his cheeks walks over to me. He also wears a blue bow-tie and top hat, along side his golden bear ears. He takes my arm and starts to wrap up my wrist in bandages. I flinch every time he slightly twists it, trying to put the bone back in place.

I try to take it all in, and just then Jeremy comes through the door into the room. "H-hey guys, I th-think I left my phone here, d-do you know where it-..." he stops and stares at us. We stop and stare at him. Except for Vincent he stays...doing what he's doing.

"Hi Jeremy!" Marionette gets off of (y/n) and runs over to Jeremy, hugging him. He giggles, like a kid. Jeremy smiles and hugs him back.

"S-so you're human Marion? It's n-nice to m-meet you like this." All of a sudden, the marionette shrinks down to kid size and into his robot form. He giggles again. "N-now there's the marionette I'm u-used to." Jeremy lifts up the kid as the kid giggles more. At this point not even Vincent is making a sound.

"Jere Bere!" another childish voice says, and Golden Freddy, I'm guessing, runs up to him as well. He also turns into a kid robot and giggles.

I look back up at the ceiling and groan, did I take drugs or something? This is too much.

Maybe I should stop drinking...

(y/n's POV)

"Uh, what the...?" you walk up to Jeremy and he looks up at you. He holds the two smiling children in his arms. The children look at you. One of them, the marionette, sticks his tongue out at you and holds tighter to Jeremy's shirt.

"O-oh, these are the ch-children that only I k-know about. R-remember when I told you I used to r-read Marion s-stories and make him laugh? W-well, when I did this, he was in this form a-all the time. Th-that's why I s-said he's cute, l-like a kid," Jeremy clears up. Then the marionette child blushes and jumps out of Jeremy's arms.

He turns back into his full size and walks away, blushing.You decide to follow him, just to rub him the wrong way. You hear Jeremy say he'll pick up his phone tomorrow and the door closes. The others go back to what they were doing.

The marionette turns and walks into the prize corner. He grabs his headphones from off the floor and places them on his head. He sits on the music box and slightly nods his head up and down to the beat. You stare at him a little longer, now that you've seen him as a child, you see just how cute he really is.

'Wait, I didn't think that! No, I definitely didn't, I was just hallucinating,' You shake your head to get the thought out of your mind. He notices your sudden movement and frowns. "I know you're there, human."

"Excuse me, I have a name you know!"

"Yeah, I know, human." You growl, this kid is just asking for a fight. You start to walk toward him and he sets his headphones down.

"Why you little-!" Just then you trip and fall forward. You close your eyes, ready to taste ground and hear his annoying laughter. But instead, you feel a hand grab your wrist and you fall on to something warm and soft. You fell an arm wrap around your waist as you land. You hesitate...and open your eyes.

"A-are you okay, (y/n)? You almost fell." He looks down into your eyes with concerned ones. You look back up at him, surprised. Silence rings in your ears after what he'd said. His voice was so soft, almost like a dream. After a while his eyes grow wide and he blushes profusely. You do the same.

"YAAAAHHH!" You both scream at once. You jump off of him and he falls backward, into his box. You hide your red cheeks in your hands and run toward the party room where the others are waiting. On the way, you bump into Vincent. He immediately smirks after seeing your surprised face.

"Hey there, how'd your alone time go with the puppet?~" You blush harder, realizing he saw the whole thing.

"None of your business! And anyway, it's 6:05, we have to go." You get up and dust yourself off. Vincent smirks more and chuckles.

"That's why I was coming to get you. Now let's go, Mike is waiting and he says he's too scarred to go home alone." Vincent starts off toward the exit. Before you go, you look back at the prize corner. You see eyes quickly sneak back around a corner and are startled. Then you remember something, you were supposed to meet some people today. The animatronics had been holding it off for weeks now and you were really excited today.

Oh well, you guess it'll have to wait. You turn back toward the exit and follow Vincent outside and down the road.

(Marionette's POV)

I look back around the corner to see her go. I sigh in relief and go back to my music box. I try my best not to remember what just happened. Her warm body, her beautiful (e/c) eyes, oh the way she looked at me. Just, wonderful...

'Wait...what? No, I never said that. Marion, stop, your acting crazy. I'll punish you next time I hear that,' I say to myself. Besides, it doesn't matter what she looks like. She's a human, not only that but she's a terrible person.

I sigh and crawl into my music box, putting back on my headphones. One of my favorite songs is playing.

Dear diary,
Life is trying me.
Can I get a sign?
Or a two of mine, a piece of mind.
Can I get a sign? (a sign)
Can I get a sign? (I know)


Well, I know you lay in bed,
Contemplating your own death.
Well, just look at what you've done.
Don't you dare forget the sun, love!


You look down on, me so casually,
In everything I know.
You look down on me, but not right on me.
Is it plain to see, that life is trying me?
Ohh, life is trying me!
Life is trying.

"Can I think of something? Gotta think of something!" I finish off the last words of the song. For some reason, that song always makes me sad, but I can never stop listening to it.

'Maybe tomorrow'll be better.' I think. She'll do something dumb so I can hate her again. You see, it's been a few weeks of her working here. She doesn't talk to me much. But I've been watching her. I see what she does, what she and Jeremy or fritz or Scott or Mike sometimes talk about. I don't know why, but I've started to like watching her.

I like how she smiles sometimes, and how she sings, her voice is so pretty. That really got me, who knew she could make such beautiful music? I shake my head, no I don't like her. I refuse.

Now I'm begging, please let her do something else tomorrow. Something that'll make me hate her. I don't want to fall in love.

(Hello Lovelies, Marion here. I wonder if anyone else has wondered, is Marion my real name. Well, no it's not, just to clear that up. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Been reading a lot of good x readers lately ((usually Jeremy ones)) and I've had that song stuck in my head for 3 days straight now. The reason I think it's sad is because the videos I watch of it link it to Jeremy. Which adds a question, should I add some night guard drama into this? Like maybe Mike gets hurt or Jeremy cuts himself, I feel like it would either be too much or too little. I'll leave it for you guys to figure out.

Anyway, this has been a pretty long Author's note. Oh and by the way, I made the scary story up by myself, is it good? I'll see ya later Lovelies, byyyeeee! -Marion Marionette, the weaboo.)