Pixel Drop gets a Job

Two more days. Well, actually, nights. Two more nights until Pixel was off the job. She had come a long way since then. Tonight was her fifth night at Freddy's Pizzeria. She was yet to see three animatronics (well, four, Fiery said there's eleven spirits, excluding Cupcake) in her office. The plastic bear on stage and the bear and 'chicken' in the back. Pixel had taken into account all the animatronics she had to deal with.

Pixel walked to the front of the Pizzeria and looked at the glass doors. Then, Pixel looked down at the plate she held. Fiery couldn't make it tonight, she said she had to research something that the spirits said. Some sort of prophecy. Fiery said to return Cupcake to it's rightful owner, as it wished to return to the Pizzeria. Well, that's what it said, at least. Even though it lacked any sort of mouth.

Pixel took a deep breath. She was probably going to die tonight. The animatronics were violent last night, more violent than ever. Plus, she had broken the trust between herself and Boob Fox. Chances are that Boob Fox wouldn't be forgiving her tonight.

Pixel tugged on the door. It was a pull door, yet it didn't open. What. It was normally unlocked. It wasn't the time that her boss left yet, as she was the one who usually locked up for the night. Well. Seems like Pixel was locked out until her Boss came to open the door.

Pixel sat. Cupcake stared at her. Pixel didn't make eye contact. Eye contact is what Cupcake wanted. Pixel wouldn't give Cupcake eye contact. Pixel just stared at the doors.

It was very dark inside the pizzeria. It seemed like all the lights were off, from the main door. Well, actually, there were two doors into the Pizzeria. They were right beside each other. Pixel made sure to check if the other door was unlocked. No, it wasn't. Pixel peered into the establishment.

Nothing. Darkness.

Great.

Pixel sat there for she didn't know how long. She didn't have a watch. One thing that did give her an aspect of time was the distant song of 'Pop goes the Weasel' from within the establishment. Wait.. What..? Didn't Pixel hoof off Marion to Fiery? That's a bit.. weird. That song shouldn't play unless Marion was actually there to actually get out of the box.

It felt like an hour passed. An hour of sitting on this dirty path that lead up the Pizzeria. It was literally a dirty dirt path. The dirt from the dirty dirt path was dirtying her hair. I feel bad for writing that sentence. I apologise.

Cupcake was just sitting there. Staring. Pixel could care less at this point, honestly.

There was a sound outside. The sound of somepony running. Pixel quickly turned her head to where her ears detected the running from. It was Fiery. She was carrying a flailing Marion in her mouth. Pixel stood up almost instantly as soon as she saw Fiery heading her way.

Fiery slid to a halt, as Marion flung itself from Fiery's grip and onto the dirt path. That obviously wasn't what Marion had meant to do, but it did that. Marion was busy spasming and trying to get into the Pizzeria. Marion showed no interest in Pixel or Fiery this night. Marion only wanted to get into the establishment.

Fiery turned to Pixel, her face looking rather concerned.

"What's wrong? I thought you said you were going to be doing research-"

"There's been a problem. A very, very big issue surrounding that work place. It's an alien construction. It's not meant to be here. It was built by others. It contains human spirits."

"Well-"

"They're leaving tonight. Your puppet admitted some crucial details to me earlier today before I was knocked out by our 'Friend'. I got here as soon as I was able to push him away. As soon as he gets here, he's going to make the Pizzeria vanish, with or without the spirits inside. That's what your puppet admitted. I know that it hasn't told me the whole truth, but  it was enough to make our 'Friend' enraged."

Fiery spoke quickly. Well, seems like she got some pretty important details out of Marion. If this place was going to disappear, Pixel saw no harm in it.

"We can't have alien spirits on our planet. They are to be exorcised, and sent to the realm they were meant to come from. Exorcisms take hours with Equestrian magic, I don't have time to remove our Friend from our planet."

"Can't you just exorcise the spirit after the Pizzeria disappears?"

That seemed like the very obvious option.

"No, alien spirits need a gateway back to their realms. A gateway back to their planet, so they may reach their realm. If that Pizzeria disappears and your puppet isn't inside, it won't be returning to the human world. Neither will the Cupcake. We need them gone, or else more alien spirits will arrive."

"Why?"

"Alien spirits attract tier hundred demons or larger. They could even attract more aliens, demons beyond the mortal comprehension. If those arrive here, we're doomed. You need to get your puppet in that Pizzeria NOW."

The situation was dire. Marion was busy trying to punch through the glass. Pixel had an idea. Maybe, just maybe..

Pixel picked up that Cupcake and its plate. She flung it against the door. Not even a single scratch was laid on that glass. Jeez. Must've been really strong glass if a demon cupcake and a plate couldn't break through it.

"How long do we have until he gets here?"

Pixel asked, turning around to face Fiery, who was currently pacing.

"Enraged demons can go a top speed of six hundred miles per hour, if not more. I put a very strong ensnaring spell on him, though. I typically use it on tier fifties. It should hold for another twenty minutes. That type of magic fades very fast if I'm not around to replenish it with my singing and presence."

Pixel was going to question why singing was important, but she wasn't going to. Time was their enemy at the moment, instead of their ally.

Marion was getting panicked as the minutes ticked away. Not only was it panicked, the thing looked absolutely horrified. Why? Marion had never been outside. Ever. Never had it been outside and awake at the same time. This was the third time in it's entire haunted life that it had been outside. Two of those times, it had been unconscious. Dirt was foreign concept to Marion.

Marion was scratching, punching and doing all it could to break the glass door. It's determination to get into the disgusting Pizzeria was astounding.

Then, someone appeared at the door. Boob Fox was at the door. Marion seemed relieved to see her. Pixel was not. Boob Fox looked down at the small (compared to her) puppet, then to Pixel. Marion and Boob Fox seemed to be having a quiet discussion. One between ghosts.

Boob Fox shook her head. Marion banged on the glass with its hand. Boob Fox turned and left. Wow. Rude.

"Okay, let's think about this, there must be a vent on the roof of the Pizzeria. One that lets out smoke from the kitchen, or something. They could get in through there."

Pixel stated. Yeah, this was an obvious thing to do. The Pizzeria wasn't too big height wise. Three ponies high, maybe five. Hopefully Marion could climb.

Pixel and Fiery came up with a simple plan. They would make a ladder using bodies. Fiery was on the bottom of the ladder, while Pixel on the top. Pixel stood atop Fiery's standing body, which made her incredibly wobbly. When Marion climbed up the ladder, it made her wobble further. She managed to keep her balance from leaning up against the wall she was meant to be the ladder for.

Marion reached the top of the ladder, with Cupcake's plate in hand. Marion tossed Cupcake onto the roof of the building before reaching up and grabbing the top of the wall.

The roof was flat, not triangular. Therefore, it was easier to climb up, but Marion was having struggles.

Pixel did what was necessary. She jumped, pushing Marion up and over. Though, for ever action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Pixel fell onto Fiery's back, forcing her to the ground and making the two look like they collapsed in a heap. Which, technically, they did.

Ninety years without slumbering

(tick, tick, tick, tick),

Marion looked upon the empty playing field. There was a singular vent leading to the inside of the Pizzeria. Marion locked on and began to run.

His life's seconds numbering,

(tick, tick, tick, tick),

Marion ran faster than it ever did before. Mostly because it almost never ran. It usually slithered at a decently moderate pace, whenever it traversed the terrain that was known as the inside of the Pizzeria. Running was a lot faster. Maybe Marion should do it more often.

It stopped short — never to go again —

Marion had reached the vent. Marion threw the Cupcake into the vent first, it would be awkward to have itself go first and then Cupcake to follow afterwards. Marion was about to get into the vent-

When the old man died.

It felt like a split second, it really did. A flash. Less than a millisecond, if that's possible to imagine.

Fiery's house was less than a mile away from this location, and Friend had managed to break out of the shield at a faster rate than imagined. He flew, faster than Rainbow Dash, into the Pizzeria. He was not seen by the naked eye. He was not seen at all. At the rate he was travelling, he could've broken the sound barrier. But, he lacked a physical form to do so. Ghosts can't break a sound barrier. Neither could demons, if they didn't have a physical form.

The Pizzeria was gone.

Marion fell from the recently existing (but now no longer existing) roof. It landed on a wide field of grass, where it then began to freak the hell out. Pixel couldn't hear the words it was currently saying, but she would be soon.

Marion wasted no time in getting up and running towards Pixel, quickly latching onto her in order to get off the foreign material known as 'earth'. Marion latched onto Pixel's side, and would refused to get off, even as Pixel was moving.

Fiery looked on at Marion's existence in horror.

"Shit. Ohhhhhhh shit..."

Fiery muttered, recovering from Pixel's jump from before. Fiery did not look pleased. No, not pleased at all.

Well, they had severely screwed up.

Pixel attempted to removed Marion. Nope. Marion was attached to Pixel like a leech. Fiery began to pace. A lot of pacing was to be done tonight. Worried pacing.

"Marion, get off."

Pixel was stern. Marion didn't listen. Marion refused to listen. Marion was still latched onto Pixel's side. Marion was shaking, and for once, Marion's face showed fear. This fearful gaze was not directed at Pixel. Rather, it was directed at the recently eviscerated pizza place.

Pixel sighed. Guess she'd have to deal with Marion now that Fazfuck's was gone. Actually, Fiery could deal with Marion.

"Off."

Pixel repeated. This time, she received a response.

"H-He's gone.. No.."

Marion didn't reply directly to Pixel. Pixel narrowed her eyes. She didn't like Marion, no. Not anymore. Ever since the strangulation, she didn't like Marion. If she had to deal with Marion now, she would be giving it to Fiery. No questions.

"Okay, okay.. Um, uh.. Pixel you need to do me a favor. I can't have your puppet. I need to find a way to reverse this in the mean time. Uh.. I'll.. Try every spell in the book. I'll contact you. You'll need to keep your puppet. It's docile during the day, I checked. Just.. T-Take care of it and I'll find a way to fix this before we get attacked by tier ahundred demons. Make sure it doesn't cry or do anything that could attract other spirits.. I'll bring you a book. This'll all be fine, this'll all be fine. Yes, yes it will. Hahhaaaaha.."

Fiery quickly chatted, her pupils had shrunk from her panic. She was quite obviously anxious and worried, as sweat dripped down her brow. She knew that this was irreversible. This would commence a chain of events. One that they would be responsible for.

Fiery trotted off. Just like that, she trotted off.

"You'll be staying with me, Marion. No choking, no strangling and no walking around after twelve."

Pixel stated. Marion didn't reply. It was talking to itself. Muttering something much too soft for Pixel to hear.

With that, they left the scene of the crime.

They'd come back.

They always do.

But for now, they were gone.