"Alex?!" I hear Jeremy shout, and I can feel his presence beside me, but I don't want to move. I'm shaking, so that's as close as I'm getting to it.
"Who was that..? What happened?!" he exclaims, but I fall to my knees, covering my face. He needs me. She needs him. We need each other.
"H-He.. I-I-I know it.. He.. He NEEDS me!" I shout, running to the door, ramming my body into it. I slam the metal with my fists, and it hurts like hell, but I don't care. I need to get to him. I need to help...
Jeremy grabs me, and I kick, yell, and scream. I fight against it, even though I knew deep inside he wasn't there. Scott and Freddy eventually help to hold me down, but I can't stop myself from screaming. Fighting. Crying.
"ALEX! Calm down!" Jeremy yells to me, and my body continues to move without thought. I reach out to the boy, and I embrace him for support, crying into his shoulder. I can barley stand on my own, and he seems shocked. I am aswell, but I can't stop myself. He wraps his arms around me, and helps me stand up, and wipes my eyes. I look up to him, and he's surprisingly red.
"U-Uh are y-you good now o-or-" I stop him before he passes out.
"I think.. I think I'll be okay now.." I whisper, blushing almost as much as he is, and walk over to the wall and sit down. I sigh, and rub my face. I can't get his face out of my mind. Was he..? He had to be..
"Alex, you should see this.." I hear the Marionette's ghostly voice, and I nod, walking over. The puppet pointed to the white screen, and he shrugged at it.
"Entertain Me with your Impossible Piano..?" I wonder aloud, and Vincent steps forward, suddenly in a golden tailcoat.
"Vincent, where'd you-?" Scott starts, and Vincent proudly walks through the door, completely ignoring Scott.
"Just don't ask.." I suggest, and he shrugs. Vincent appears on the small screen, and he approaches.. A piano..? I feel a smile spread on my face and he smirks before testing out a couple of keys. Tapping first a C, then an E, and a B flat.
I can't stop myself from squealing as he starts, as it's the song I had hoped for. It's incredibly impossible, but I have a feeling that because Vincent strode up there with such confidence that he should be fine.
It starts out slow, but it quickly starts to play faster. The camera moves to just above his hands, showing every single movement. It looks as if there are more than two hands there, it's so fast.
The camera moves back to his face, and there's a twinkle in his eye as he plays for what seems like hours, but was merely minutes. I look around the room as everyone stands there in awe. I squeak happily, knowing anyone in the fandom would love to see this. He starts to sweat, because I'm sure it's an awfully good workout. He stands up once he finishes the song, but he still seems nervous. Sweat drips down his face, and a woman with completely red hair, skin, clothes, eyes, everything, walks up to Vincent.
"Vincent. You missed that note again. Did you notice that..?" she walks around him, a stern look on her face. Vincent nods, and he seems genuinely scared. His hands are twitching, and sweat covers his brow.
"Yes, Ma'am, I did," he says, and keeps his back up straight.
"Do you know what happens when you miss a note, Vincy..?" she asks, and he nods, cringing.
"Yes, Mother, but please! I-I know I missed a note but I hit everything else perfectly! Just like-"
"QUIET VINCENT AND GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!" she yells, and he screams, running off the stage. I finally notice something that she's holding in her hand. A small needle. I snicker slightly, even though I should feel bad, but I can't help myself.
"Is Vincent..?" Jeremy tries to hold back a smile, but fails to do so. Suddenly the whole room bursts into laughter, but we quickly stop once we hear his screams.
"Is Vincent..?" Bonnie wonders, and the room goes dead silence. That is, until Vincent's practically thrown into the room.
"DON'T HURT ME MUMMY!!" he shouts at the top of his lungs, and he's shaking in the corner of the room.
"Woah. Vincent. I've never seen you so freaked out before.." Scott mumbles, walking over to me, but Vincent covers his face. Tears stream down his cheeks and I just shrug. I don't know too much about Vincent's past, so it's difficult to understand. I shrug it off for the moment, and start humming the theme song I've had stuck in my head for ages now.
"Fighting evil by moonlight.. Winning love by daylight.. Never running from a real fight.." I sing to myself, and Jeremy's face perks up.
"She is the one named Sailor Moon!" he sings along, and I'm a bit surprised, but we continue.
"She will never turn back on a friend! She is always there to defend! She is the one whom we depend! She is the one named Sailor..
Sailor Venus!
Sailor Mercury!
Sailor Mars!
Sailor Jupiter!
With Secret powers, all so new to her, She is the one named Sailor Moon!
Fighting evil by moonlight, winning love by daylight, with her Sailor Scouts to help fight, she is the one named Sailor Moon! She is the one named Sailor Moon! She is the one.. Sailor Moon!" we laugh after we finish, both knowing the words by heart.
"About time you finished.." Bonnie complains, so I blow a raspberry and wave it off.
"So.. You watch Sailor Moon?!" he smiles, and and nod happily.
"Of course! I watch all sorts of anime! Including Death Note, Black Butler, Naruto, Attack on Titan.." I continue to list names and he smiles happily.
"I love those! Oh my god! I've read so many mangas, I've lost count.." he says, and I giggle.
"Same here!" I smile when the screen fizzes again. We'd been talking for so long I hadn't noticed the screen fiz on once more. The words made me cringe.
'Go and Stand Up to Him.'
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Puzzled and Trapped [A FNaF Fanfiction]
FanficIt was just an ordinary day. In an ordinary week. In an ordinary month. In an ordinary year. Just on a breezy Friday afternoon, walking home from school, with my closest friend Anabell. Casually talking about one of our favorite topics, the FNaF fan...