It's Me

Chapter eleven

"Anyone have any black?" Taylor asked.

"Ask Ballora, she's our stylist." Baby answered.

"Thanks for the help." Taylor muttered sarcastically. She went off to go find Ballora.

"MIKE YOU IDIOT!" Someone yelled.

"SORRY, THAT WAS A COMPLETE ACCIDENT." Someone else, Taylor just assumed this Mike.

Baby sighed from the other room, "don't worry, it's just the technicians being stupid." She tried to reassure her, "I'll go check it out."

Baby wandered to where Mike and Jeremy were, which was the breaker room. It didn't look good. At all. The room was filled with water, and Mike was guiltily standing at the side of the room.

"What did you do?!" Baby snapped.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was gonna flood the place. You can fix it, right?" Mike said.

"The entire place is gonna flood in minuets. Worst part, the elevator shuts down when this happens. The entire Pizzeria will be flooded. And no, I can't fix it. I'm a robot, not a mechanic." Baby explained.

Jeremy sighed, "you've killed us."

"Sorry." Mike muttered. The room was already starting to fill up.

"We've Gotta get out of this room." Baby said.

"There are other people in this place, right? We need to warn them." Mike said.

"Nice idea. Come on." Baby dragged the two out of the room, and ran to go find the only person she knew the name of, Taylor.

"What?! You flooded us?!" Taylor shouted. This whole plan just got a whole lot harder.

"For the millionth time, it was a god damn accident." Mike yelled back.

"Yeah, yeah, sure, I believe yo- OH SHI-" a tsunami like wave of water hit all four of them in the face, sending them all flying. Taylor grabbed hold of a pipe on the wall and forced herself out of the water, gasping for air, "holy... Damn." She said to herself. She coughed a few times, hoping to get any water out of her lungs. Luckily, she was okay.

"Okay down there?" Foxy asked from above, "Mike managed to flood the place. We're conveniently right under a river, so a whole bunch of water came. Most of the place is Atlantis now."

"Oh." Taylor said.

Foxy held out a hand, "c'mon." Taylor took it and he pulled her, now completely drenched, out of the water. (Screw Baylor, I ship Foxlor)

"Thanks." Taylor said, blankly.

"Well," said a familiar voice from behind them. But... He was dead, "this all looks horrible."

Taylor turned around, dreading. "Holy shit, Plushtrap! How?"

Plushtrap shrugged, "I dunno. I guess I didn't get shot in a fatal area. I never really knew anything about biology."

Taylor groaned. Mad at Mike as she was, she was glad Plushtrap was okay. Scott really was an idiot. (#wehaveeverythingtoworryabout).

"So why is everything wet?" Plushtrap asked.

"Mike flooded the place. Apparently we're under a river, so in other words, we're all screwed." Foxy answered.

"Oh. Well that's great, where the hell is everyone else?"

Foxy shrugged and made an 'I don't know' noise.

"We should probably find them, then. Warn them about this." Plushtrap gestured towards the rushing stream of water.

"Good idea, what do'ya think, Taylor?" Foxy said.

Taylor groaned, "I dunno. We'll never find them down here." She said, trying to put off looking for anyone, since, honestly, she didn't give a damn. (But... Fraddeh tho.)

"We can try," Foxy was clearly determined to find someone, "right?"

Taylor rolled her eyes. Oh, for gods sake. "Fine." She said, then started in the direction the water was going.

"They've Gotta be somewhere around here, stop looking so down, Tay, you'll be fine. It's like some kind of adventure!" Foxy said.

He acts like a small child sometimes. Actually...

"Hello?! Anyone still alive!?" Foxy shouted. They were trending through shallow, ankle deep water, with Taylor in front, not even caring about the two, who were constantly tripping over things, thus ending up with the two of them being absolutely soaked.

Suddenly, out of the blue, a complaining Mike and Jeremy emerged from the shadows.

"Oh, look what the cat dragged in," Taylor complained.

"Shut up!" Mike mock shouted.

"Have you found anyone else?" Foxy said, "since I'm assuming we're all on the same side right now."

"We found Scott, but then lost him again when he ran off to go check if the phone was alright. I ship it." Jeremy told them.

"I have a conversation to have with him," Taylor said, mad at him for missing.

"Already done," Mike said.

"We should get out of here." Foxy said.

"Good idea, let's move." The group headed off in a different direction.

"I can't believe it." Marionette said, "what even happened?"

"I told you, that technician guy flooded us." Baby said.

"We need to find Taylor and the others, Vincent could be here somewhere." Freddy said.

"Who the hell is Vincent?" Ennard, who managed to find them somehow, said.

"Purple guy?" Freddy said.

"Pur- ohhhhh, you mean, William Afton." Ennard said.

"Who?" Marionette asked.

"That's weird."

"Maybe theirs two purple guys?"

"Freddy, that's stupid."