//------------------------------// // Night 5: Pinkie goes Ham // Story: Five Nights with Pinkie // by Catsofwar108 //------------------------------// Pinkie grinned a grin that would have been physically impossible if it wasn't Pinkie grinning this grin. She looked down at the roof of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, then looked at the 10,000 balloons that were tied to her back, then at her saddlebags filled with various pranks. She giggled happily, then stopped beacause it sounded too much like BB. "Now how to get down..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A time and space phase later, Pinkie entered the restaurant in the loudest most bouncy manner possible. In other words, she shot herself out of her party cannon, then began running at super-sonic speeds, setting up all of her tricks in record time. She stopped in the office, turning off the stopwatch. "6.54 seconds! That's the fastest yet!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Toy Bonnie woke up to an endo's face right in front of his. Surprised and a little scared, he leaned back. Suddenly, the endo began to sing. "This is your singing telegram, I hope it find you well-" Bonnie snuck a glance at Freddy and Chica. They broth shrugged, Chica barely suppressing a laugh. "So help me celebrate! The cake will be delicious-" The commotion attracted the puppet, Mangle, and BB. Bonnie pleaded with his eyes for someone to come and save him. BB laughed loudly, the Puppet did nothing, and Mangle's mouth dropped, mainly at the fact that the endo is still naked. "-so come and be my guest!" It was silent for a long time while the animatronics tried to think up a response. Mangle ventured forward with an unsure answer. "Yes...?" "Great!" Pinkie yelled, startling all. Her eye twitched slightly at the sight of Chica, but nobody noticed. Pinkie then struck a hero pose. "To the Batcave!" She paused, thinking on what she had just said. "I mean, to the office! We don't have a batcave, although it would be really cool if we did, cause-" Freddy stopped the yammering endo by stepping in front of her. "And why would we?" he asked. "Well, duh! Because of the party," Pinkie made quite sure Chica heard this. "and balloons," A glance at BB. "- and the presents." A glance at the Puppet. Chica and BB's eyes widened as the programming took over. Puppet's eyes would have widened, but since he didn't have any eyes he just settled for a mysteriously pony-like grunt. Chica instantly became much nicer. "Let's Party!" Pinkie threw her hoof into the air. "You said it, sister! To the office... cave!" Pinkie bounced off giggling, occasionally spasmodically twitching, while the animatronics shrugged and followed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The party was in full swing, the puppet dancing to the music that Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie were supplying. BB was making more balloons then the pink party pony could count. She grinned, watching the balloons of all different colors float up to the ceiling. Her hoof twitched spasmodically. The only animatronic not having fun was Mangle. She stared intently at Chica and Pinkie, trying to edge her way towards Pinkie without alerting Chica. This soon proved to be futile as Pinkie jumped on top of the table and yelled at the top of her voice, "BALLOON PARTY AT THE ENTRANCE!" and dashed out, leaving a smoke version of herself in her own wake of speed. The music began to wind down as every single animatronic except for Mangle and Chica began to trickle out. Chica turned to Mangle. "Listen, you amalgamation of broken pieces. I've seen you trying to get close to that endo. I know what makes you tick, Mangle, and I will make that ticking stop. Do I make myself clear?" "Wait, wait, wait. Isn't that the threat from the last chapter?" Mangle pulled out a hidden script and flipped through it. "And stop saying everything I'm doing, Terminal!" But guys, that's my job. I'm the narrator/story maker. Chica pulled out her own version of the script. "Yep, that's basically the exact same threat. Hey, Terminal, mind spicing it up a bit? You know, actually making us say different things?" I have writer's block, okay? Just give me a break. It took me like 3 months just to get this far. Pinkie popped in. "What are you guys talking about?" Chica sighed and put her hand to her forehead. "Terminal has writer's block and is messing up our scripts." "Aww, that's no fun. How about I become narrator for a little bit?" Pinkie, if you become narrator you will completely ruin the atmosphere. "No I won't. How about this? Mangle and Chica became good friends and went to the kitchen and made some cupcakes. All the others used Pinkie Pie's Party Cannon and made a huge party and everyone was invited! The old animatronics stopped being such meany pants and joined, and we all lived happily ever after!" Everyone just stared and Pinkie. Mangle spoke up. "I don't actually object to that. That sounds kind of fun!" NO NO NO! Everyone just go back to your scripts and stop breaking the Fourth Wall! "Fine, fine. Alright, where were we?" "You just threatened me, I nodded in fear, and we both walked down to the entrance." "Oh yeah..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pinkie giggled to herself as the animatronics began to slowly trickle in, with Chica and Mangle being the last. They looked around confusedly. Where was this endoskeleton, and more importantly, where was the party she had promised? "SURPRISE!" Pinkie fell down from the roof, landing on top of Bonnie, who promptly fell over. She was pretty certain Bonnie was saying something along the lines of why me, but that didn't matter. It just mattered that he was there. Getting off of Bonnie, she then promptly pulled out a sign that looked suspiciously like BB's sign for balloons. BB looked in his hand. He wasn't surprised to see that his sign was gone. "Okay robots and.... thing." The Puppet huffed. "We are going to have a competition! Do you see these balloons?" Pinkie indicated with her hoof the massive pile of balloons which filled up the entire left half of the entrance. "What balloo- OF COURSE WE CAN SEE THEM!" Chica all but yelled at Pinkie's face. "Aww, don't have that attitude! I might have to disqualify you!" Pinkie twitched more violently then ever, attracting everyone else's attention. Mangle gulped quietly, snuck a glance a Chica, and crawled over to Pinkie. "A-are you okay, Pin-Endo." She corrected herself just in time. "Why wouldn't I be? Let's go paaar-tay!" Freddy shrugged, marking it down to glitches, and everybody went over to the massive balloon pile. "Here are the rules: Don't run. Don't yell. Don't scream. Don't poop on the-" "Endo, we already know these rules. They're the rules to the restaurant." Freddy explained. Pinkie thought for a minute. "Oh yeah, here are the rules. You have to take some balloons, inflate them and tie them to you as fast as you can. Whoever gets off the floor and touches the ceiling first wins!" The Puppet grunted in a way that basically said, "This is a stupid idea for infantiles which I shall not participate in." "On your mark..." They all got a balloon. "Get set..." Competitive glares. "GO!" The animatronics hit the ground running, which then slowed to a trot, then a walk, then a crawl. Mangle couldn't tie them onto her because she kept popping them, Freddy was pretty certain his fingers weren't supposed to go that way, Chica accidentally tied herself up, and Bonnie couldn't tie them at all. BB, however, was going at lightning speed. It didn't take long for him to get 10, then 20, then 30 all tied up on his propeller hat. He began to gently float off the ground. Still tying, he laughed as he saw his fat feet leave the ground. BOOP BB reached out an arm and gently touched the ceiling. "Congratulations!" Pinkie was right up in his face, smiling and holding out a cupcake. BB stared at the cupcake in confusion. "I can't eat anything." he said flatly. The other animatronics gawked. "Wait." Freddy said. "How did we blow up the balloons if we didn't have any lungs?" Pinkie ignored them and somehow managed to get her hoof around all of them and ushered them out the door back to the office. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "This is a terrible idea!" Freddy wailed as he tried to keep his ground but ultimately failed, falling down on the floor. Chica shrugged. "I find it pretty easy." she said as she fell down over Freddy. Bonnie just hugged the wall. "You guys are over reacting." Pinkie said, doing a nice flip over the fallen Chica and Freddy. She skid over to Bonnie. "Aww, don't worry Bonnie. When I first invented banana skates, I was just as wibbly wobbly as you are!" Bonnie looked so hopeful. "Really?" "Well, no, but did it make you feel better?" "I guess..." "Good! Hey, BB, you are getting pretty good at that!" PInkie smiled at BB, her eye twitching. Mangle and the Puppet couldn't participate, mainly because the Puppet just flat out refused, and there was no place to put the banana skates on Mangle anyway. Pinkie looked around, suddenly noticing the absence of her crazy looking friend. "H-hey, has anyone seen Mangle?" Her words were drowned out by Bonnie suddenly crashing into the floor. Pinkie turned to look, only to see the more terrifying version of him standing over the now headless Toy Bonnie. Withered Bonnie ripped off Toy Bonnie's face and put it into the crevice where his was supposed to be. Pinkie's tail began to twitch. Quickly ducking she watched as Withered Foxy flew over her head and smashed into the wall behind her. Pinkie looked at the vents, hoping for a method of escape. Withered Freddy was in one, Withered Chica in another. "H-h-hi guys. Glad to s-see you m-made it!" She yelped as Withered Chica launched herself out of the vent, just barely missing Pinkie. In a flash Pinkie had gone into the vent that Chica had just recently left. Crawling at a speed that would have astounded Sonic, she pulled herself out of the vent only to be confronted with Withered Bonnie, who promptly shut the door to the party room. Pinkie turned back to the vent only to see it was blocked by Withered Freddy. She gulped. "C-cake...?" she tried weakly. Bonnie smacked the cake out of her hoofs and advanced. She eyed the vent. Freddy was still in there. Of course he knew her plan... Pinkie prepared herself for the pain that never came. A screeching metal thing fell from the ceiling, latching itself onto Withered Bonnie. Pinkie knew when she had a break. She ran to the door and wrenched it open, immediately heading for the exit. She completely ignored the cacophony surrounding her, staring intently at the pair of double doors that would save her life. Leaving the haunted restaurant, she just faintly heard the sound of the 6 A.M. bells ringing. Smiling to herself at her lucky escape, Pinkie suddenly realized what that blinding thing that fell from the ceiling was, and was probably deactivated now. Her smile faded from her face. Mangle. Mangle had saved her life. Hot tears of shame and anger and sadness soaked the pavement outside. She stared at the balloons which had inexplicably appeared on her back. Reaching into her mane, she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen. She threw the paper away and wrote directly on the doors. I QUIT