This is the next chapter! Things are really heating and speeding up to the climax of this story! Better be prepared! It's going to be super scary! I hope you guys like this! 👍

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In the Super Happy Fun Room, Willy's Wonderland, on this very dangerous night ...

To say that Alistair's sleepover party at Willy's Wonderland that night was chaotic ... would be a GROSS EXAGGERATION! It was louder than a house full of parrots, and more unruly than a pack of monkeys!

All due to the aforementioned birthday boy bringing a LOT of friends to his party in the Super Happy Fun Room: about EIGHT of them! There were kids running around, kids stealing food from other people, kids pranking others etc.

Alistair himself was dancing dangerously on a table, trampling the food on it! Thanks to Tex Macadoo not putting a limit on the number of birthday guests, his poor staff really had their hands full with this bunch of young troublemakers.

"I got you now!" the red-shirted guy said, hoisting a bawling kid up into his arms. Meanwhile, his colleague Dommie was being harassed by a little girl in purple; who was throwing food at the staffer with a smirk on her face.

"Get away from me, you little psycho!" the aforementioned woman yelled, sprinting away to a safe distance. Tex Macadoo wiped his clammy forehead as the white-suited businessman and the mechanic gingerly made their ways through the throng of kids.

"Tell me again why I agreed to this?" the restaurant owner muttered through clenched teeth to Jed.

"A big, sweaty wad of cash", the mechanic replied bluntly and sassily. In truth, Jed wasn't comfortable in this situation either. Tex winced at the sharpness of his friend's sarcasm.

"Oh, right!" he groaned, remembering the deal with Alistair's grandfather. The white-suited businessman then looked around the chaos for the aforementioned guy ... and found him standing by Willy Weasel.

The old human geezer looked very bored and disapproving of the current devil-may-care atmosphere around him. Can't really blame Grandpop. I never wanted to be here at this time either, Tex thought.

The restaurant owner eyed the towering animatronic weasel next to Alistair's grandfather with great wariness. Now that Tex Macadoo knew that the animatronics were possessed, it was impossible not to notice the living, cunning malice that lingered in their eyes.

But Willy and his crew had not attacked so far ... much to the surprise of the white-suited businessman. Apparently, after Willimeena had finished interrogating him earlier; the little weasel pup had gone straight to her father and the others .... and had managed to broker a deal with them.

The party would proceed just fine that night. The kids would be safe anywhere they went in the whole restaurant ... none of the killer animatronics would attack them.

The adults would be safe too ... as long as they kept inside the dining hall, that is! Any adults that ventured out of it however ... would be fair game for the robots.

The only exceptions to this would be being Tex and Jed. Also, this agreement only stood until the chimes of midnight.

As Willimeena herself put it ...

"Daddy and my uncles and aunties are willin' to hold off their huntin' for this party's sake ... but if you don't shut it down by midnight, they're gonna do it! And I don't think you want that, Mr Macadoo!"

Also, the weasel doll threatened to thrash Tex within an inch of his life if he messed up tonight. Somehow, the restaurant owner didn't want to try his luck with Willy's kid. Not her, or that devil father of hers!

Jed was looking at Willy Weasel too, and thinking very similar thoughts to Tex. Suddenly, the mechanic saw the animatronic leader's grin suddenly twist into an angry scowl!

What's wrong with Jerry? He looks like he's gonna throw a fit!

Jed quickly followed Willy's gaze to where two kids (a boy and a girl) were pulling at Willimeena's forepaws and back paws. It was stretching her out uncomfortably and dangerously. He gulped, realising the sudden danger.

Oh.

Trickles of worry and fear coursing through his veins, the mechanic quickly shoved through the crowd to the two kids holding the doll.

"All right now, break it up, you guys!" Jed announced, putting his hands on his hips. "That doll is the property of Willy's Wonderland, and is not for rough treatment. Hand her-I mean it over now."

The boy and girl pouted but handed Willimeena over. The middle-aged mechanic took the little weasel pup very gently, feeling her chest heave up and down in great anxiety. Jed patted the doll on the back as he turned and walked over to Willy.

"You'll be safe with your dad, Arabia. I'm so sorry that you were treated like that", the mechanic whispered as he tucked the weasel kid into her father's front overall pocket.

Willimeena smiled thankfully at Jed. Looking up at the bigger weasel, the middle-aged man thought that he saw a grateful twinkle in those green eyes. Only for a second though.

"Gotcha! Darn it!" The mechanic's attention was suddenly distracted by a series of frustrated shouts. Jed quickly turned around to see the female staffer with the purple shirt (Lexie) chasing after a group of kids out of the hall, through a side door.

The aforementioned guy opened his mouth to call after them ... but then thought again, and closed it.

If they get a meal of their own, they might not get tempted to act up as much. Besides ... if Lexie wants to disobey instructions and go out of the hall: it's her own lookout!

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In a side room, off the dining hall (ironically the same one that Belle DIED in) ...

"Don't hide from Aunt Lexie!" the aforementioned woman said as she stood in the darkened room, looking around for the kids. Lexie was unfortunately not aware that the little troublemakers she was after had already left through another (now-hidden) door.

The room hadn't even BEEN dark to start with ...

"You little xxxxx!" the purple-shirted staffer muttered angrily. It was more than Lexie's job's worth to let those rapscallions out of her sight! And now she had no idea where they were!

If Tex, their parents, or both find out about this; I'll get thrown out on my face! How could this get only worse?!

Lexie then heard a quiet shuffling sound to her right, turned, and gasped. There, standing only a few feet away: was the Siren Sara animatronic. Hang on, isn't she supposed to be in the hall where the party is?

"Oh! How'd you get there?" the female staffer asked the motionless robot in surprise. Siren Sara just smiled blankly and stood poised to dance ... same as she always did.

"You didn't happen to see a group of little monsters run through here, did you?" She quipped the question at the animatronic siren, and then quickly scoffed and rolled her eyes.

What am I doing? Like these things can talk!

As Lexie lost interest and turned away from the mechanical figure, Siren Sara cocked her head ... and started turning with the woman. The purple-shirted staffer instantly halted in shock.

"Whoa!" Lexie then stepped to the right, experimentally. The fairy robot immediately copied her. "Hey! I didn't know that you guys were interactive!" the female staffer marvelled, grinning at Siren Sara.

Does Mr Macadoo know about this? He sure didn't tell US! The others are really going to freak out over this!

Lexie continued to do experimental moves over a period of a few minutes ... and ended up doing a 'fairy waltz'.

"I gotta admit, I haven't had this much xxxxx in a month!" the purple-shirted staffer murmured to the animatronic siren as the robot dipped her backwards. The fairy figure was holding Lexie in front of her in a relaxed dance position.

Behind the female staffer's head however ... Siren Sara's placid smile was quickly turning into an evil smirk. The lower part of her face slowly cracked apart ... into her fearsome, fanged grin.

The grin that her unfortunate victims usually only saw before their demise. Some sixth sense suddenly warned Lexie to look behind her! The woman did, and gasped in terror!

"Holy xxxxx!" The rest of the purple-shirted staffer's words died away in a scream of horror and shock as Siren Sara attacked viciously, screeching as she did  so!

Do you readers think that Tex bit off more than he could chew, with the sleepover party? Vote and comment if you like it! 👍