P.I.E. Operation: PARASITIC

XVII: After Hours

Sorry, this didn't come out a day late. I accidentally set this chapter as "Private." ^^"'

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"Stop pushing me!" A boy complained.

"Then move your arms!" His sister hissed at him.

"But these animals are so close together!" The boy countered.

"Then stand straight in place and stop talking!" A disgruntled, uncomfortable young man tore the catfight apart with a stern whisper.

"Oh!" Light raised his voice. "Are the animatronics still on at this hour?" A pause. "I thought they were turned off after eight, but whatever."

He walked over to the main three, inspecting them.

Johnny and the siblings became tense.

Light smirked at Chica's left wing when he noticed a 'malfunction.' He put his hand up to one of the robotic yellow fingers and slowly pushed them down, one by one. "This little piggy went to the market..." Light said as he pulled on the jointed finger.

Sally stifled a gasp.

"This little piggy stayed home..." The second digit was removed from its place. "This little piggy had roast beef..." He teased. "And this little piggy had none!" All four animatronic feathers were moved down, creating a fist and revealing a waving hand, frozen in place.

Zeron clutched the stagnant hand. As he recited the final line of the nursery line, he forcefully pulled on the hand. "...And this little piggy went 'wee wee wee!' all the way home."

"Let me go!" Sally squealed with tears in her eyes.

The boys stayed in place, fearful of moving.

"What are you doing here, girl?" Lights said softly as if she were a little kid (although he was only a few years older than her). He was still holding her hand in a strong grip. "It's way past closing time--the day was over four hours ago!"

"Help me, guys!" The Acachalla yelled right in front of him.

"Oh, so, there's more of you intruders? Well... tell me where they are!" Lights commanded somewhat coolly.

Sally just stared at him with fear in her eyes. She wouldn't talk.

"...Fine, then." He walked over to Bonnie. Sally tried to pry his arm away, but to no avail.

"Ah, so there's one over here, eh? Is your squad hiding behind all of the animatronics? Not hard to do..." Light wrenched Bonnie's metallic bunny head to the side. Its cheap material squeaked with rusted resistance.

Billy cowered. He crouched to the ground as if Light didn't see him, so Light heaved the boy towards him by the arm. "C'mon, kid." He beckoned. "I'm guessing there's a few more." He looked back to the siblings, who were standing protectively close together behind him. "After this, you will have some explaining to do."

Before the security guard had time to move on to the main character, Johnny leapt out behind the bear pointing a handgun, eyes narrowed.

At the same time, Lights took out his own, but he was still calm. "You're the eldest. A bit older than me, actually." He spectated.

"Why do you possess that weapon?" Johnny questioned with suspicion.

"That's what I should be asking you, dude! You might be older but you aren't a security guard or a cop... or other jobs that allow weaponry. You're not even in uniform. Show me your ID."

Ghost retrieved his wallet and unflipped it, revealing a plastic card sitting in a flimsy case at the uppermost fold. "I am Johnny Ghost, Paranormal Investigator Extraordinaire! I hunt entities such as ghosts."

Without putting down his pistol, Light asked, "Why would you need a handgun for ghosts?"

Johnny laughed. "Not all ghosts are transparent 'gases.' In fact, a number of them are as solid as the skin on your bones; it's not that difficult to injure the shell of a former human. It's like... hunting zombies, if you will."

Just k-kill him al-re-ready. Quit making conversation. We don't have all day, here. Jimmy thought after a long silence.

I thought you finally left me alone. Johnny sighed.

Jimmy just laughed. I ha-have no r-reason to do th-hat!

The security guard held out his ID. "Light Zeron. Security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. So, anyway... Are you, uh... gonna shoot or what?" Light asked, changing the subject.

"Probably not."

"Then put your gun down!"

"You go first." Johnny countered, pointing his gun at the other.

Light groaned with irritation, and put the weapon back in his belt.He kept his hand placed on the handle in case Johnny tried anything stupid.

Ghost mimicked Zeron.

Oh, co-come on! T-that's it? Jimmy almost yelled out loud.

"Why are you here at such a time? It's already past 12 am... Surely you aren't here so late because you lost your way to the bathroom? I hate that excuse." Light rambled on. "I mean, this isn't a mansion. The bathroom's right there! The door to the bathroom is in the main room!" He looked at himself through a distorted funhouse mirror. "My hair's a lot longer than it was a few minutes ago..." He muttered.

"Focus, man!" Johnny spun Light around to face him again. "I know you're younger than me, but you can still stay on topic for more than a minute!" Ghost facepalmed and sighed. "Listen... Can you just... let us off the hook?" He looked at Sally and Billy, who decided to entertain themselves by poking the animatronics while time passed.

Light followed Ghost's gaze and noticed the siblings. "Hey, get off of those! They aren't yours to mess around with! You... don't know what they're capable of! I mean..." The guard trailed off again.

"Hello?" Johnny waved, trying to catch Zeron's short attention span again behind his back.

"Oh, dear..." Escaped from Light's lips.

Sally and Billy sprinted to Johnny's side, since both he and Light had the weapons.

"Whoa! I didn't know they could do that!" Sally exclaimed.

"They were programmed to..." Billy started.

"It's happening again! Twice in a row!" Zeron whispered loudly.

"What? What's happening again?!" Ghost pushed through the Acachallas.

Lights was frozen in fear. The nightmare he had about his new job as a security guard at Freddy Fazbear's was not a nightmare.

Johnny finally got ahead of the human statue who called himself 'Light Zeron' and locked eyes with a really big easter bunny. Bonnie was staring down at him with its robotic red eyes.

"Oh..." Johnny breathed. "My..." The purple bunny lifted its huge metal hand.

Get-t out o-of the w-w-w-way, s-s-stupid! Jimmy laughed although whatever happened to Johnny would also affect him. O-or you'll be... ki-lled! He busted with maniacal giggling.

The parasite was clearly enjoying the fear overcoming his host.

"Goodness." Everyone finished the sentence in unison as the metallic hand swung full-force at Johnny's head.