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Happy Emmie Apprecition Day!

[Emmie_Temmie]

[I give to you a fine selection of 3am oneshot previews! owo]

*Flirt~

Footsteps in the distance.

The same stupid voice.

The same stupid command.

A gentle hum.

Then a controlled shock.

Ballora startled herself awake. She would've fallen off the stage if she didn't stomp her other foot on the ground. 'Jesus!' she shivered, 'what a nightmare!'

The ballerina glanced around her room. 'Not a soul in sight. Figured.' she sighed, combing her fingers through her hair, 'I wonder if the others are awake yet.'

She stepped off the stage and walked to the double-doored entrance of her gallery, opening them and closing them behind her as she walked through. If the others were awake, there's no doubt that they'd be in the big top. They were probably waiting for her.

The big top was a very large room. It had four multi-colored stages that rose from the ground like pillars, all arranged next to each other in the shape of a diamond and got taller towards the back (Ballora was lucky being assigned to the tallest pillar in the back). There were stars and balloons all over the floor and the walls, and the tables and chairs were all pushed to the sides. The ceiling was pretty far off the ground and always shrouded in black shadows because the lights were embedded in the walls and never reached that high. In the shadows were wide rafters that someone could easily lay down and sleep on (as proven by Lolbit and Yenndo, at least whenever they decide on leaving the saferooms). The rafters were accessible via the large cables and wires that were tangled around them and hung from the ceiling.

Basically, the ceiling of the Big Top was their treehouse.

She quickly made her way past the empty rooms and dark corridors, looking around and listening carefully to make sure that the nightguard wasn't here. He hasn't returned in five or so years, but they should still remain cautious. After all, no one's going to repair them if one of the shocks go haywire (Foxy tried studying their blueprints, but without proper training and with the chicken-scratch writing on the paper, he simply couldn't do it).

When she finally reached the big top, she pushed the doors open and was greeted by a sudden round of applause. "Wow! When's the last time you were the late one?" Funtime Foxy called with a grin. "This is the first time, considering that you're the one who always sleeps in." the ballerina shot back, used to the fox's poking. The fox brushed her comeback off and shrugged, "I need my beauty sleep! Clearly, you haven't gotten any!"

"Oh no, whatever shall I do?" Ballora struck a dramatic pose, then calmly walked towards the fox, "Perhaps I shall hide away in my gallery, or perhaps I should simply run away! Or perhaps... I can make you just as ugly!"

Funtime Foxy was promptly tackled by the ballerina. "No! I refuse!" the fox cried playfully, "Freddy, help me!"

"DON'T WORRY, FOXY! I'LL SAVE YOU!"

"Wait, no!" Ballora tried to scramble away. Both were then nearly squashed as Funtime Freddy landed noisily on top of them.

Circus Baby watched in laughter from the safety of the stages. "You guys are entertaining." the short clown giggled. Ballora managed to successfully crawl away, leaving Foxy and Freddy tied together like a pretzel. "Why, thank you!" Foxy called proudly, "But uh..."