Ask The Security Guards / Animatronics! FNaF

Deal With It.

((Iloveit Also I bought and read FNaF:TheSilverEyes.

It's beautiful.

So much purple.

So much blooood.))

Twitch walked over to Mike, who stared back blankly. "You never talk to me, so cut to the chase; what's the dare?"

"Run around the Pizzeria in only your boxers while wearing the 'Deal With It' sunglasses," Twtich said casually.

Mike paled and his eyes widened slightly. "Now?"

"Yes, 'now'," Twitch said. "Of course 'now'."

"Sure we can't do it tomorrow...?" Mike asked.

"Why?" Twitch asked.

Mike was silent for a while, "I didn't wear boxers today, alright?!" he said finally.

Twitch froze. And then grinned. And then laughed out loud.

Mike huffed, annoyed.

"Just borrow someone else's?" Twitch suggested. "There's got to be spares somewhere, right?" she paused for a moment. "I think Vincent has a spare change of clothes stowed away in case his get... well, bloody. Which they do because Vincent has heamatomania and goes crazy at the sight of blood. He loves it." 

"So you know his dark little secret, too? Did he threaten you to death if you told anyone? If he's making death threats against you I swear-"

Twitch broke him off, shaking her head. "No, nonono. I knew before I met him," she tapped her nose. "So no threats were necessary. We're on good terms. He knows I know and that I'm not going to police. Can't mess with the timeline. Plus, I have a little heamatomania myself... used to suffer constant random nosebleeds as a kid... It made me addicted to the sight. Used to get a little rush of excitement when they came and I cried when we had the operation to stop them for good. Still miss them... ((All true))" Twitch paused. "I divulge. Let's get on with this dare."

A little disturbed, and very, very confused, Mike nodded.

~~

Later, after they had located Vincent's spare set of clothes, Mike came out of the bathroom, wearing only the purple boxers, which were a little too small. He grinned, "Does this make my butt look big?"

Twitch raised an eyebrow, "I'm keeping my eyes on your face, thank you very much. Speaking of which..." she pulled out those classic sunglasses. "These too."

Mike slid on the glasses, "I feel so MLG."

"Mhm," Twitch said. "Now lets go show the guys."

~~

Everybody was sitting in the Office when Mike walked in, wearing nothing but Vincent's boxers. The reaction was immediate. Scott and Vincent both blushed, though while Scott modestly looked everywhere else, Vincent's eyes were only trained on one place. He wolf-whistled and turned to Scott, grinning deviously. "I hope they dare you to do that next~"

Jeremy squeaked, "U-Uh, M-Mike...W-Where are y-your pants?"

Fritz was unaffected but laughed. "More dares, huh?"

"...Wait just a second..." Vincent narrowed his eyes. "They're purple! Are they... mine?!"

Mike gave a little twirl followed by a pelvic thrust. "I think they look good on me~"

Vincent grinned, "Well, I never gave you permission to put them on, so I guess I'm just going to have to take them back~"

Mike's grin dropped off of his face. "Oh gawd. Vincent, no." He ran off.

"Vincent, yes!" Vincent turned to Scott, "I'm used to chasing people down. I'm fast. I'll give him a head start." He waited about two more seconds and then gave chase.

There was silence in the Office for a while.

"What's the bet Vincent strips Mike right in the middle of the Pizzeria?" Fritz asked.

"H-He w-wouldn't!" Jeremy said.

"He would," Twitch, Scott and Fritz said at the same time.

However, a while later, Vincent walked back in. "I caught up to him easily, but I decided 'hey, there's only one guy I want to strip here and he's back at the office so what's the point'?" He gave a deliberate look towards Scott who blushed before continuing. "Also Boss might have been watching which may or may not have influenced my decision."

Mike came back in a little after, "I hope you're happy. I have to take the night shift for a week, according to Boss. Also, Vincent, your boxers are too small. Can I please put my pants back on now?"

Twitch nodded, "Go and put them on, Mike."

"Good," Mike walked off.

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((Sorry, I couldn't see the DeviantArt picture so I couldn't write that bit :( It's not a problem with the link, it's a problem with my browser. ))