ne'er–do–wells of the night watch.

Jeremy fumbled around with the key ring nervously.

“You need any help?” Fluttershy asked. She'd arrived earlier today and after the princess pointed her to their room and and awkward minute of fluttershy having a gun in her face. Mike has no chill, incase you didn't notice. Fluttershy explained that she wanted to visit and see how things were going. Scott and Fritz were reading over the book Celestia gave them. Turns out it’s a law book.

Fluttershy wanted to check out where they worked. Celestia informed her about their job and that it might creep her out. But for some reason, Fluttershy was feeling extra brave today. The guards did a quick vote on who should go with her and eventually they decided Jeremy should go, considering he was the most friendly. Mike followed them out under the alibi of “Going to get groceries.”

“No thanks. I found it.” Jeremy said, sticking the key in he hole and turning it. Holding the door open like a right proper gentleman and allowed Fluttershy in.

“Oh,” Fluttershy said. “Thank you.” Fluttershy walked in and Jeremy followed, closing the door behind them.

However, across the street a very certain Bite-of-87’ victim turned into a navy SEAL. “Contacts have entered the Pizzeria, moving in.” Mike whispered to himself. Before Mike met Doll he had plans to join the marines, but due to his disability they labeled him ‘unfit for duty.’ Mike was pretty mad about that and then met Doll. Mike never questioned what his ‘disability’ was. He was to mad. His life looked up from that point. Mike rolled across the street an climbed up the plumbing pipes on the left side of the building up onto the roof. Mike fastened his tie and looked across the roof.

“Huh.” The roof was coated in solar panels like paint. No wonder they had power. They could also become bajillionaires if they invented electricity. It was feasible. And easy… No… Not it wasn’t. never mind.

Mike ran over to an air-vent that connected to the roof of the office. Didn't want to suffocate inside a panic room. Mike tried to pry it open with his fingers, but after trying a few times it wouldn't budge. It was weak though. It let out a pained groan the last time he tried to pry it open. He just needed something to break it. Mike looked around and patted himself. He felt the pistol in his pocket, but that would draw too much attention. He didn't want to get noticed and he caught a luck break when he crossed the street.

Walking around the roof he examined everything useable to break the vent. However he found the right item near the pipes. It was a large rock in a very obvious spot. Mike was surprised he never saw it. Picking it up and walking over to the vent he lifted the rock up and slammed it on the vent. Doing it a few more times, the vent was weak enough to be yanked off. Unfortunately, there was another vent under it. However, the middle space connected to all the vents in the building.

“Holy shit.” Mike said. “I am a navy SEAL.”

…..

Fluttershy screamed so loud when we first laid eyes on the animatronics. Truth be told, I also almost did.

“Its ok, there not active.” I said. I knew in my mind they couldn't attack us, but I always was uneasy around them.

“N-not a-active?!” Fluttershy probably thought I meant they were dead.

“No! No!” I said. “There not dead, they were never alive.” After saying this, Fluttershy paled even more.

“IT WAS NEVER ALIVE?!?”

…..

“Poor Jeremy.” Mike said, crawling through the vents to the dining area. “Getting an earful from a horse.”

…..

“No its not that, they aren't animals!” At that Fluttershy stopped everything and just put on a confused face.

“There animatronics. They are… Robots.” Fluttershy calmed down.

“Robots? Aren't those from from the future?” Fluttershy asked. Twilight would die to examine these for a few seconds.

“Well… I guess were just too advanced for ponykind.” Jeremy said. “We Humans can be… Uh… Yeah never mind.” Jeremy have up on his sentence. “The robots are here for entertainment. We this place is like a weird theatre. But instead of popcorn we have pizza.”

“Popcorn?” Fluttershy asked.

Jeremy remembered the little stash of goodies Fritz hid in the office. Maybe he had popcorn. Jeremy grabbed a screw driver from backstage (which had been cleaned while Celestia was there) and went to the office. Checking all the monitors he looked for the one that wasn't plugged in and screwed out the back panel. Weird that this was here considering the whole building is a monster mish-mash of the 2 Pizzerias. After unscrewing the last of the four screws, the contents of the hollow fake monitor piled put. Among the candies, chocolates and… Hot chocolate mix? That's awesome. Was a bag of popcorn. Running down he hall with it he showed the bag to Fluttershy.

“This is popcorn.”

“Doesn't look edible.”

“Oh,” Jeremy said. “Follow me.” Jeremy went down to the kitchen, which was pitch black. Taking the flash-light off his belt and shining it along the wall until he found the microwave, opened it and tossed the popcorn it. Punching in the time for popcorn, Jeremy and Fluttershy sat down in the dining hall and made idle chat. Mostly consisting of the name of the robots.

…..

Mike shined his flashlight down into the kitchen. A small light came from inside the microwave. ‘Good places to hide.’ Mike lifted the top of the vent access panel off the bottom part of the vent and climbed down.

…..

-THUD-

“What was that?” Fluttershy asked. A hint of spookiness in her voice. Jeremy took his flashlight out again and shined it at he double doors to the kitchen. The doors were pretty generic, with the white and circular windows on each door. “I'll go check.” Jeremy stood up, and with much remorse for the ponies he killed with it, placed his hand on the handgun holster. Who knows? The building is thought to be empty and under protection by Equestrian royal guards. For all criminals know, it could be a secret bank.

…..

Mike noticed the kitchen got brighter. Jeremy was coming. Looking for somewhere to hide, he spotted a stack of boxes with some space behind it to hide. Speed-sneaking over to it he his behind the boxes. They were in a pile so Mike could only be seen of Jeremy looked right behind the stack.

…..

Scott and Fritz walked down he castles many fancy marble corridors. The guards read over the book of laws Celestia gave them and are now searching for the throne room. The Princess asked that they read over it and come visit her to sign their official Equestrian citizenship papers.

“How the hell doesn't anyone find their way anywhere in this place?” Fritz asked in frustration.

“It's bigger than you.” Scott dishing out the hate.

“Woah man. Un-cool.” Fritz dropped the food he was eating into a nearby garbage can and acted as if he's never seen it before.

“Whatever. Let's just find the damn throne room.”

…..

Jeremy shined his light inside the kitchen. Looking around, he noticed no signs of breaking and entering. Shining his flashlight on the roof he noticed the vent access panel was open. “Uh oh.” Jeremy looked over at a stack of boxes in the corner. He started walking towards it and right as he was about to looked behind the stack, an all-too-familiar tune reached his ears. Turning around and stepping out of the kitchen he followed the music to the prize counter.

“What is it?” Fluttershy asked from next to him.

“The puppet.” Jeremy said, worry seeping from his voice. “Come on.” Jeremy walked down to the hallway entrance, took a left and ran down to the office. Fluttershy was right behind him.

“Whats so bad about a puppet?” Fluttershy asked in worry. Jeremy ignored her question and went straight for the camera tablet. Jeremy quickly set the gamer to the price counter and remotely wound up the music box. It took little time, but the music box seemed to wind down slower than a turtle.

“Oh that a nice improvement.” Checking all the cameras he noticed all the animatronics were in their proper places. But he had to double check.

“J-J-Jeremy?” Fluttershy sounded really scared. But Jeremy didn't turn to look. “Yeah?”

“T-t-theres a… A g-golden bear in th-the room.”

Jeremy immediately knew what she was talking about. Jeremy lowered the camera a-

SCREEEEEE!

…..

Mike peeked out of the doors and noticed that Jeremy and the horse weren't there. Checking every other room he still couldn't find them. Did they leave? Peeking out the front doors, he noticed nothing was in the streets except a thick fog, only allowing Mike to see a few feet in front of him. Walking over to the prize counter he climbed onto the table and sat down, legs touching the ground.

…

“This is boring as fuck.” Mike turned around and looked at the prizes. One stood out in particular, considering it glinted. A single pirate hood sat on the shelf. Mike grabbed the hook and placed it on his hand. “I dunno. I think I like it…” Mike was talking to himself until he hear a voice echo in the back of his mind.

‘I’m cool like Foxy now!’

Mike shrugged of off and put the hook on the table and hopped off it. Looking around the building looked the same as ever, but with less annoying ass cobwebs. Drawing from kids who didn't even exist in this world were still on the walls.

Mike walked over to pirates cove and stood there. Staring at the curtains for a bit. Turning around he heard a small splash from behind him. Turning around and looking down, he noticed a puddle of blood and a small bandana with the furry fox thing on it. Picking up the blood stained bandana, Mike felt an unusual weight in it. Looking inside he found a small hook, big enough for a child. Taking it out, Mike read the words on the inside of the hook.

‘For Mikey, best first mate a pirate could ask fer’!’

Mike dropped it on the ground.

Looking down at his own hand he swore he saw the arms of him as a kid. Running to the bathroom Mike looked in he mirror.

Only you couldn’t see him. Mike jumped up to see himself in the mirror. He wasn’t tall enough and settled on just climbing onto he sink.

In the mirror,

Was little Mike. Missing his forehead.

Mike climbed off the sink and dropped to the floor, crying in a puddle of blood.

I'm the corner, a certain Lunar princess also cried.