Marionette X Balloon Boy

Brothers

I waited impatiently as the clock ticked five o' clock. Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie were playing some songs as the day shift workers made sure no kids climbed onto the stage. I could hear static coming from another room, where loud shrieks of joy followed along with the sound of metal bangs on the floor. I had an unsettling feeling in my stomach, as the banging and sound of metal rang through the building. I was so tempted to go to find out what it was, but my servors didn't agree. I sighed, closing my eyes, only to be nudged multiple times by a few sets of hands. Opening my eyes, a few small kids stood in front of me, a worried look on their faces. "Are you ok, Billy?" Asked a young blonde girl. I nodded frantically, giving her a green balloon which matched her eyes. She smiled and thank me, going back to the party, but the other three stayed. One of the boys was around 13-14, brown hair covering his eyes and a pair of black glasses stood out. The other were a pair of twin girls, both with black hair, but one had green eyes, the other had blue eyes. The teenager looked at me, going behind me and opened the panel on my back, soon messing with my wires. "S-Stop! You ca-can't do that!" I panicked, twitching uncontrollably. Soon, my servors failed. He closed the panel as I felt my arm move. I had control of my servors. At the time, I was ecstatic, not realizing someone over head, but thanked the boy, as he continued playing with his D.S. Before waving good-bye, he came to my ear and whispered something softly. "Please be nice to my brother, Jeremy." Who was Jeremy? Shrugging, I nodded and handed both girls the some decorative balloons. After the day was done, the 12:00 bell rang. The new security guard must have been here, probably looking at the cameras as the phone guy filled him in on what to do. Nothing much happened, only seeing Old Bonnie and Toy Chica every once and a while. I wandered into the Kids Cove, only to see Toy Foxy. Or what was left of her. She had two heads, one with her makeup and such, the other just a bare exoskeleton head. Her fur was ripped off along with her suit, only a foot and claws visible. Her tail was spiked and jagged, with wires sticking out everywhere. The only thing not visibly damaged was her cherry colored bow-tie. I put my hand on her back? And looked at the poor animatronic. So this was what the kiss did all the time. I sighed and went to the new room added. It was a medium sized room, with a metal tabled at the side, plushie slimed up against the wall on small shelves. What I found strange were the Plushies. There were Chica Plushies, Purple Bonnie Plushies, Freddy Plushies, Red Foxy Plushies, and others. None of them have the pink cheeks or even right colors as the toys I knew. But the red Foxy was familiar. Maybe those were the now withered animatronics in the back with Foxy. In the middle, there was a giant white box with a red ribbon around its self. On the right side of it, was a small desk with a wooden box that had some carvings on the side and a lever to twist in a circle like the old Jack in The Boxes. The music was getting quite low as I heard Jeremy panic. I winded it up, hearing him laugh or cry both in relief. I snickered, soon tippy toeing to see what was in the giant box, like who wouldn't? It's a giant present, for balloons sake. I peeked the lid open a little bit to see a figure laying in a comfortable position. I couldn't see anything else in general. Other then a large white object or face in one area. I lifted up the lid more, light pouring into the dark box and saw a few more details. A white mask with rosy red cheeks, purple tear lines falling down to a sleepy smile. I could see a few white stripes on his arms and legs, even seeing a few buttons near his chest. Well, I think it's a guy. His chest breathed up and down, a small snoring coming from the form. After letting go of the lid and climbing onto the metal table near the box, I opened the box again, tilting forwards. Too forward. I collapsed onto the person, hearing an annoyed groaned from below me. "Who is on me?" He said. His voice was full of annoyance, but sounded more or less 'angelic'. I shifted aside to one corner, holding my knees to my chest and bending my head down, silently praying he wouldn't beat me up. A warm hand was placed on my shoulder, making me recoil back further pressed against the wall. "Scared?" He asked. "It's ok. Ummm... What's your name? I'm Marionette. Are you new around here?" I shook my head, longer fully against the wall. "I-I'm Billy the B-Balloon Boy." I stuttered. "Well... Since you woke me from my peaceful nap, I'm going to punish you." Marionette's voice getting lowers, into a darker tone. "N-No! I-I'm sorry!" I apologized. "Too late for that." He teased, pulling me over to his side and setting my on my side. He placed his head on me, moving my Balloons sign to the other side. The moment I was sure he was asleep, I shifted a bit to become comfortable. "I hate you right now..." I muttered, slightly annoyed at Marionette. I groaned as his sharps fingers began to claw into my arm which was next to him.

"I heard that Billy."