Fun and games in the 501st

Midnight films and toilet prisons

This story was based on true events ಥᴗಥ 😂😂😂

Finally on leave again!
Fives was beyond excited. He'd been waiting for months for this to happen perfectly. Rex was busy with (y/n), Echo has just started a new 10 part book series, Jesse and Hardcase were having to hide from Kix after some pranks went wrong. Nobody to bother him for the week.

Usually fives wasn't allowed to watch horror films unattended or binge watch them a stupid amount because he turned into a nervous quivering wreck after them. He never paid attention and scared himself in a regular basis so Rex locked them. However this didn't last too long because fives wouldn't leave him alone, sometimes catching Rex in very awkward moments with (y/n).
"Sir can I go and watch the conjuring 2?"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE KRIFF OFF!"

Eventually Rex just gave up. He walked in Fives room and threw him a bunch of DVD's.
"There ya go now go and scare the crap out of yourself."
Fives just stared gobsmacked at Rex as he walked out in pure defeat. He'd finally done it. However Fives was still a massive coward and didn't want to watch them alone. So he came up with the next best thing.

He walked over to Echo's bed and fell onto him.
"Hai."
"What the hell do you want now?!
"Can you watch a film with me?"
"No kriff off I'm busy."
"ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO ECHO!"
Although Fives has the exact same voice as every other clone he always seemed to be significantly more annoying. Echo eventually gave in after 10 minutes.
"FINE! But later."
"Yay!" he bounced off the bed, winding Echo in the process, and went to watch more creeypastas.
Echo just shook his head. He knew what the outcome was going to be.

Later that night Echo and Fives crept out of the barracks and into the storage room to find the TV. This was a usual task for a lot clones, although it was against the rules nobody enforced it. Fives got the popcorn and set up the crates to make some form of seating area while Echo was trying to get the outdated TV to work. As you could probably guess, Echo wasn't happy about watching a horror film at all. He had brought Thorin down for extra mental support as well as a blankets and a few pillows.
"What do you think of our amazing sofa?" Fives knelt down on one knee showing off the crates.
"Huh?" he looked over, "it's good but it needs to be symmetrical and it need some pillows."
"It's a makeshift sofa not grand designs."
"Kriff off." Echo rolled his eyes and made the sofa look perfect.

Eventually they were ready and started up the film. Fives was engrossed the whole way through the film getting spooked at a few jump scares here and there while Echo was hiding his face from the beginning. Thorin was loving all the attention he was getting off Echo. After they watched three movies they decided to call it a night and they went back up to sleep. Echo being quite level-headed went to sleep pretty fast knowing it was just a bunch of actors doing their job, while Fives on the other hand was wide awake. Creeped out. Would that stop him binge watching more? No of course not; this was just the beginning.

-A month and 8 films later along with a million creepypastas-

"FIVES IT'S LATE WE CAN'T WATCH ANOTHER!"
"YES WE CAN!"
The two arcs were back again in the storage room watching more films. Echo was no longer scared at this point and just bored that this was all Fives was watching. He started reading instead through the films. This film was a little more jumpy than the others and Fives was getting more spooked. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to watch these two films back to back. He was holding poor Echos arm so tight that it went numb. He tried to read with one arm flicking the pages but it was impossible. This was the last time he was doing this.

Fives took the DVD out grinning, "That one was cool." he smirked, he may be over-watching them but horror really was his favourite genre to watch.
"I hope so because this is the last time I'm doing this."
"Whats wrong vod?" he turned to see Echo pulling the crates back to their original position looking angry.
"Oh I don't know. My arms numb I have been dragged down here at least once every kriffing week to watch a bunch of films and other things I don't like because my twat of a brother is such a coward he can't watch films on his own!" Echo sighed, "I'm going to bed." he stormed out of the room.
"DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!" Fives eeped in fear.
He quickly pushed the TV  back to where it was and ran after his brother like the scared little boi he was. Once he caught up to Echo he kept on walking.

"Never seen you run that fast before."
"I need the toilet."
"Are you kriffing kidding me?"
"And I'm thirsty."
Echo stopped walking and looked at him annoyed, "What are you a kriffing child?!"
"YES!" Fives pulled the puppy eyes, "Please come with me."
Not being able to resist, Echo sighed, "Fine. Lets go."
"Thank you thank you thank you!" Fives jumped on the spot and kissed him on the cheek.
"Just get on with it scaredy cat."

Fives got a drink of water then went to the toilet. He put down the water outside the door and went in. Once he was done, he was about to flush when he heard a scraping along the floor. A very slow- but loud- steady scraping. Fives froze.
"Echo?" he squeaked.
No answer.
"Echo it isn't funny stop."
The scraping stopped. Then sounded much closer.
Fives didn't know what to do. He stayed pressed against the door for as long as he could hoping the scraping would stop, it didn't, and he didn't want to go out to find out what it was.

Around half an hour later, Fives was still cowering in a toilet. He had half hoped that someone would come to his rescue, alas, they didn't. The sounds had died down for a few minutes and he was thinking of making a brake for it. He didn't fancy camping out in a toilet for the rest of the night. He slowly pulled the door open.
*ScReEcH*
Fives ran out and went to grab his water. It was gone.
He booked it down the hallway and into his bedroom terrified. He ran in and shut the door terrified, waking up Hardcase and Jesse in the process.

"Fives what the hell are you doing?" he looked over to see his brother jumping onto Echo.
Hardcase yawned and hung upside-down off the bed.
"You ditched me!" Fives looked at Echo annoyed.
"Of course I did you were taking too long and I was tired."
"NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!" he looked at Echo like a baby that was about to cry.
"OK sorry sorry," he rolled his eyes, "By the way Thorin was trying to stick his head in your water so I brought it back up with me."
Seeing as Fives was a quivering wreck (and the others for some crazy reason thought he was going to tone down on the horror), they all decided to sleep in a little ball that night to help fives calm down. For clones, nothing was safer than being in a ball of sleeping brothers and Fives soon slowly fell asleep.

The next morning Fives went back in the bathroom to see that one of Thorin's food bowls was on the floor; that damned cat had dragged it in there. Idiot. Fives died inside of pure stupidity then turned around to leave. *ScReEcH*
"I know it's you Thorin I'll go and feed you."
Thorin poked his head out and ran after Fives. He giggled at how dumb everything was. The others did to when they were told.

An hour later Fives and (y/n) went into the security camera room to see how dumb he looked. he rewinded last night to see how dumb he looked. His suspicions were proved correct as Thorin dragged his food bowl into the bathroom and played with it then kicked it into another stall just before Fives ran out. He and (y/n) died of laughter then rewinded it forward to when Fives went back in the morning.
"I'm such an amazing idiot." he put his feet up trying to brag to her.
(y/n) rolled her eyes and kept watching the free entertainment come to an end, "I wouldn't call you amazing but an idiot-" she cut off her sentence and stared at the video.
"What?" Fives sat up.
"Look at this." (y/n) rolled the camera back a minute to where the bowl screeched and pointed, "OK so there is you with your back turned, now look at the bowl. Now look at where Thorin appears."
Fives stared at the recording gobsmacked.

Thorin didn't move the bowl...