You Know You Love Me~ (Vincent x Scott - purplephone)

Girl talk.

(Scott's pov)

Me, Vincent and Jeremy looked at eachother with worry. The screams came from the office.

I actually started sprinting towards the office and so did Vincent, Jeremy still eyeing the kids but soon enough he also followed us.

It was a scream of panic. True panic and frustration.

Mike.

"What's going on?" Vincent shouted as he slid into the office first. Moving Mike out of the way of the monitors.

"Shit, Mike!"

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON, BUT IT'S NOT FUCKING GOOD." Mike was genuinely freaking out.

I looked at the monitors, all red. All squares around kids faces, red.

One sentence on every of the monitors showing the animatronic cameras.

'Threat detected'

" Shit, it's gonna do the protection thingy? " I asked as fast as I could.

"In 3 minutes, yes." Vincent was hurriedly typing something on the keyboard.

We had a keyboard here...?

"What thingy!?" Mike panicked.

"W-what happened Mike?!" Jeremy finally made it to the office.

"I DON'T KNOW, I WAS JUST NAPPING WHEN SOME ALARM WENT OFF, AND THE OFFICE DOORS SHUT DOWN, AND SHIT."

"Scott, Jeremy, get Fritz. Now. Tell him to disable the animatronics. This instant." Vincent ordered.

"Jeremy, keep the kids away from the robots I'll get Fritz." I commanded and ran out of the office, Jeremy just nodded and went out the other door.

I made it to the kitchen, the cooks looked at me funny, but Fritz wasn't here. shit. I booked it around a corner to the maintenance room, there Fritz was messing with some thingies on Foxy.

"F-fritz- shut down animatronics, now."

"What? What's going on Scott?"

"DISABLE THEM QUICK."

I was out of breath. 3 minutes he said? Well times ticking. And frankly I don't want to find out how the animatronics protect themselves.

Fritz hurried out of the room and I followed him.

"Code... Threat detected... Protection mode... kids... in danger.." Between each phrase I had to take a inhale in order to not lose consciousness.

I'm not the one for sprinting, or high pressure situations in general.

Fritz seemed to get it right away and went backstage.

We had a backstage? I never knew. Well it's just a small room with a lot of buttons and other shit I don't understand.

I've worked here for YEARS, and I still don't know a lot of stuff.

Fritz started pressing some buttons checking screens and what not, did I understand what he's doing? No, not at all.

"We dont have time, you need help or- or-"

"Go help Jeremy." A cold, stern and I would say scared voice answered.

Alright thats my queue to leave, I quickly spun around and dashed out of the little room. The animatronics still singing, but eyes going crazy watching everyone.

I found Jeremy in one of the furthest places away from the stage, the arcade. I quickly took some kids that still didn't back up from the stage to the arcade where Jeremy was hosting a riddle contest.