(Silver P.O.V) (A/N Poll! Poll! I'll leave the poll up for a bit longer but then it goes! And please read the A/N at the bottom. I'm making another story (Yes I am) So if you want to get the info on it, make sure to read the Author's note!)

Hours Later...

"Jordaaaan are you done yet~?" I whined.

Jordan looked at me with a blank stare, black spots all over his face with a wrench in his hand, and a tool box at his side. As Bonnie was sitting up right facing Jordan.

"Silver, quit whining. It's not easy to fix animatronics when their faces are completely ripped off," Jordan huffed, playing with the wrench in his one hand, twirling it around as he explained. I groaned, as Balloon Boy tugged my sleeve. Now my attention was solely on him.

"What is it, B?" I asked.

"Are you gonna come back?" He asked, looking at me with cute, adorable eyes. I huffed,

"I-I don't know B, I don't know," I sadly admitted. Balloon Boy looked down at the floor, but that back up to me with a smile.

"But you might come back, right?" BB grinned. I laughed, seeing the wide grin on his face,

"It's a 50, 50 shot," I huffed. I heard a bit more clanging, but then Jordan was up next to me.

"Ready to go," He asked. I gave a firm nod, after hugging BB one more time. I walked out.

(Third Person P.O.V)

Vincent listened to the three talking in the kitchen, his whole body now sore but healing. When he heard his name mentioned, the grin went away.

Jeremy was right about one thing... he did have a big mouth...

Vincent was tempted to throw the tablet across the room in utter regret of ever picking up the tablet... but that was when he heard loud thumps coming through the vents.

Someone was there.

Seconds later, Vincent heard something through the audio hitting against something else, and hard.

Curiosity overtook him as he placed down the tablet and raced to the kitchen through an opening in the vents in the office.

This he has to see...

Whether or not he still ached all over and was possibly going to get hurt either before or after he got there, he had a feeling this was going to be amusing.

Right when he got to above the kitchen area, he carefully went to his physical form and peeked over where Puppet jumped down.

Jeremy was dead~!

Or, Vincent silently wished he was. Possibly with everyone else as well.

By the looks of it, Jeremy was just very much banged up... yet unconscious.

Who... who did that?!

And why isn't anyone else hurt?!

Every time Jeremy got angry before, anyone within his sight was not going to leave without getting hurt first... Vincent usually being the first one being spotted.

Time passed and Vincent stayed in the vents, being careful not to make much noise moving around. He really couldn't, as everything was still sore in his physical form.

Once he got back to the office, it was a matter of avoiding the police that came minutes afterwards to pick up Jeremy. Vincent watched from a dark corner of the office them carry away the unconscious murderer, along with other police questioning Silver and Jordan in the hallway just outside the office.

Surprisingly yet unsurprisingly, no-one questioned what happened to the animatronics, or why one of the humans looked like a humanized Golden Freddy, but there was no real questioning there.

Not only did Jeremy leave, but it ended up the rest of the group had to leave too.

Wait... renovation?! Renovation to what? Vincent overheard the police that were inside and looked around the office as well as the hallways through the windows. The place did look worn down, now that he thought about it. Does that mean this place would be re-opened?

Vincent groaned. Great. That meant noisy, annoying kids would constantly run around the place.

Hopefully they were not as smart has that girl Silver.

At least the furnace room, no-one entered unless it was for a minute or two, then they would leave... most of the time. Maybe he could hide there... either that or backstage in a dark corner somewhere.

When he noticed no-one was inside, he peeked outside the office and looked through a window outside.

Something told him... that when this place did finally open back up...

She would be here.

Thanks for reading everyone! :3 Next story will be 5 Nights of Games, and it will probably be posted Thursday (March 12, 2015).

Now here's a little skit I didn't make.

Silver: Thank you everyone for reading the story! I hope you have enjoyed it! Now, there are some chapters that are a bit... different. Those were not written by me...
*Treador's March starts playing*
Hold on... Who's there?! O.o
CrystalDusk: *teleports into room* 'ello. ^^
Silver: Crap... Oh, hi Crystal.
Crystal: Hehehe~! I scared you didn't I~?
Silver: N-No... .
Crystal: Riight~... Anyways, 'ello everyone~! In case you did not see the difference in the writing... *smiles* I am Vincent.
Silver: *slowly backs up*
Crystal: *facepalm* Not literally, but I wrote as him. Particularly anytime you saw the "Third Person POV" on the top of each chapter.
Silver: Chapters 10, 17, 26, 31, the middle part of Chapter 29, and Vincent's Epilogue, Crystal wrote and sent to me, which I have post- Crystal, please stop that grin, you're not Vincent.
Crystal: Oh come on~! You're no fun... meeh. Anywho~ Thank you everyone for reading, and I'll see you in the next-
*Power shuts down*
Silver: *growls* Crystal...
Crystal: I swear, it was not me... *mummers* this time...
?: Did you miss me~?
Crystal & Silver: ... -_-
?: Whaaat? I just struggled getting through that forth-wall-thingy...
Crystal: Vincent. Out. Now. Or do I have to bring You-Know-Who here as well?
Vincent: ... I'll shut up. Don't mention him.
Crystal: *sighs, shakes her head laughing before looking at the audience* Everyone, once again, I'll see you in the next story~!
Silver: Be prapared and keep an eye out for the next sequel of this book!
Silver, Crystal, and Vincent: Bye~!
(Crystal: VINCENT... #-_-
Vincent: *raises hands in surrender* Alright alright~... I'll stop.)