i disown this fic lmao i made so many weird and uncomfortable writing choices in it. keeping it up for archival purposes only.
Baseball, Lightbulb, and eventually Balloon are captured by Test Tube and forced to partake in experiments that slowly get...
"So he leaves the hotel 10:32..." OJ observed. He pressed a button on the keyboard to speed up the hotel's security footage. "...Pickle and knife leave... come back an hour and a half later... Bomb leaves and comes back 20 minutes later... Knife and Trophy have a fist fight in the parking lo- okay what the hell... uh.... Then you guys leave at 2:26."
Paintbrush wrote down the information on their notepad. "Thanks, we'll go ask them about it."
OJ nodded. "Happy to help."
The three investigators walked out of the camera room and OJ's office. They looked around for a few minutes before eventually finding Knife and Pickle.
"Hey, uh, could we talk to you guys for a second?" Fan asked.
Knife turned around. "Huh? What's up?"
"We're doing an investigation, we just need to know what you guys were doing while you were out today." Bot responded.
Knife and Pickle glanced at each other, clearly a little confused.
"Missing person's case." Paintbrush stated. "Just tell us where you were so we can rule you out as suspects."
"Oh- okay. we were out at Gino's." Pickle responded.
"What's that?" Bot asked.
"Pizza place downtown."
"You were at the pizza place for an hour and a half?" Fan questioned.
"Well then we went to the arcade." Knife answered.
Fan wrote down the information. "Alright, thanks guys!"
"Yep. Uh- if you don't mind me asking, who's missing exactly?"
"Test Tube, Lightbulb, Baseball, and Balloon." Bot responded.
"Oh damn, that's a lot of people..." Pickle said.
Fan nodded. "Welp, we've got some more questioning to do. Seeya!"
"Yup." Knife nodded back as the three walked away.
"I w-w-w-was at t-t-the ice cream shop."
"Why didn't you just eat the ice cream in the fridge?" Paintbrush asked.
"We w-w-were o-o-o-out." Bomb answered.
Paintbrush wrote down what he said. "Okay, thanks."
Bomb gave a thumbs up and the three walked away.
"So that's three more people who couldn't have done it..." Bot said to themself, crossing out Bomb's name on their notepad.
"Guess we could ask a few more people." Fan suggested.
"I was hanging out in the lobby with Mic."
"Well it couldn't've been me, I was fighting Knife out front. I uh.. I won. Yeah."
"Yeah, that was us." "YANG!! ....We were catching butterflies behind the hotel."
"I was helping OJ out with some paperwork."
"I was with Lifering upstairs.."
Bot sighed. "Okay so that's Soap, Trophy, Yin-Yang, Paper, AND Blueberry out of the question."
"Man, it feels like we're getting nowhere with this!" Fan complained.
Paintbrush slumped over in their seat, resting their knees on the table and their face in their hands. They groaned in frustration. "This is taking forever I miss my girlfriends."
"Same." Fan agreed. "I honestly don't even know what else we could do at this point."
Bot looked up at the clock on the wall. "It's getting late, let's just go to sleep and see if we can think of anything else in the morning."
Paintbrush sighed, standing up and pushing in their chair. "Yeah, alright."
Fan and Bot also stood up. "G'night Bot!" Fan said, following Paintbrush as they started walking off.
"Night!" Bot echoed, walking to their own room.
Paintbrush and Fan entered their room, both of them taking off their hat and bowties and sitting on their beds. Paintbrush gently picked up Baxter from his tank and set him on the bed beside them, letting him walk around a bit. They looked at the picture of them and Lightbulb on their nightstand and sighed again.
"I really hope we can figure this out soon.." They said sadly.
"Mhm... I wanna talk to Test Tube about the FNaF lore again." Fan agreed.
"....Yeahh, FNaF lore.." Paintbrush looked back at Baxter, who looked like he was having a staring contest with the wall. "I think they're alright. They gotta be."
Fan pulled out his phone and started playing Tetris. "They'd better be alright, I need my emotional support buddies."
Paintbrush laughed a bit at that. "Yeah, me too."
They sat in silence for several more minutes. Paintbrush put Baxter back in his tank and turned off the lamp on their bedside table. "Welp, I'mma go to sleep."
"Alright, G'night Painty!" Fan said, not looking up from his phone.
"Good night." Paintbrush pulled the covers over them and rolled onto their side, drifting off to sleep.
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