(A/N Heeeeeeeeeeeey there everyone! Welcome to Five Nights of Short Stories! THIS IS A 'SEQUEL' TO THE WHOLE FNAF SERIES I'VE WRITTEN, PLEASE READ THE FANFICS BEFORE THIS IN ORDER TO UNDERSTAND WHAT IS GOING ON. Thank you~. SOME PEOPLE MAY NOT LIKE CERTAIN HEAD-CANONS SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ. Thank you~ Now BUCKLE UP AND PREPARE FOR ADVENTURE, ALTERNATE ENDINGS, ALTERNATE UNIVERSES, FLUFFINESS...and...um..MORE FLUFFINESS.)

~Silver P.O.V~

Emma was upstairs preparing for another overrated date. Probably blow all her money on a fancy dinner, well, Mike's money to be exact. Sometimes I wish I could see the look on his face when he saw a bill like that. Ha! There goes something I must write down on my mental bucket list. 'See the pure horror of when Mike gets a large bill at dinner', written down mentally, and saved for eternity~

It was quite late though, ten-twenty to be exact. And Emma already had dinner...maybe they were doing something else. But my thought on the matter wasn't considered, heck, it shouldn't even be there! I'm in a relationship with Vincent and all I'm thinking about right now is what Emma and Mike are doing on their date!

I was really bored though...

Max was hanging out with Goldy so they could get to know each other better and I let them take Corey! Gosh, what am I an idiot!? I leave my hyper-active little brother and puppy with a good friend while I sit here and wait till I have to go to work.

What was I thinking!?

I heard Emma quickly run down the stairs, and to my shock she wasn't in a dress or any fancy outfit. It was like fancy casual. If that was even a thing... She was wearing nice jeans, a white shirt, and a nice red, plaid jacket.

"Are you bored?" She questioned with content.

"Very." I responded with a grumbled, "Why do you ask?"

"Go get something semi-nice on!" She exclaimed out of nowhere. I sunk further into the couch,

"No thanks, I'm comfortable with what I'm wearing," gesturing to my pajamas.

"You are coming with Mike and I tonight," Emma said, grabbing the remote and shutting off the TV.

"Um. No.." I shot back. "I'm going to work. Not to chaperon your stupid date."

"First of all, I'm older than you. Second of all, dates aren't stupid-"

"Your dates are stupid," I smiled. "Never said anything about my relationship."

"You and Vincent are both coming with us," Emma crossed her arms.

"Whoa! Okay! Um, last minute double date!? I don't think so!" I gestured to seemingly no one. "Myself coming was bad enough! Now you just drag Vincent into this? Really?"

"It'll be fuuuuun!" Emma exclaimed, grabbing both my arms and yanking me off the couch. So I purposely fell limp, falling to the floor. "Don't be like that!" She crossed her arms as I lied there, "You two need to bond more-"

"We do that already-"

"Outside of that pizzeria!" Emma exclaimed. "You cannot keep your relationship secluded inside of a child's restaurant!"

"He won't wanna go. His connection with the outside world is...iffy-" I explained. "I mean-"

"Oh please, if you ask him to go, he will," Emma shook her head and smiled. I crossed my arms and sat up from the floor, partially thinking on it for a minute. I mean..it could be fun. Then again we could run into someone I knew and Vincent would probably freak out since he doesn't know anyone outside the pizzeria. Heck, he doesn't even know Jordan has a girlfriend! "And since Vincent is afraid of socializing, a walk in the park at ten at night, no one should be there."

"And how do you know?" I scoffed.

"We've done it before. No one was there!" Emma exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips. "Come on!"

"Walking over by that wooded area near the pizzeria is just as good. We went over there once, and it was nice. So I think I'm go-"

"SILVER GET YOUR A*S OFF THE FLOOR AND UP TO YOUR ROOM TO GET READY!" She broke in.

"Fine! Okay Mrs. Demanding I'm going upstairs," I slowly got up and began to walk upstairs. Emma followed me up there and stood in front of my door as I shut it.

"You have.." Emma paused as if she were looking at a clock. "..five minutes."

"I'm gonna need more time!" I called, starting to put on another shirt.

"Mike is picking us up in five minutes, picking up Vincent, then going to the park," Emma explained. I grumbled, slipping on my ripped jeans.

"Mike can wait."

"No he can't," Emma immediately replied.

"Can't bring you on a decent date either," I quietly laughed under my breath.

"What?"

"Oh nothing!" I shooed it off.

I quietly slipped on a dark blue sweatshirt over my light blue t-shirt. I pulled on my high-tops after putting on socks, now I stood up and opened the door. Emma just looked down at my jeans and sighed, "You actually looked really good but then I noticed your jeans are ripped on your knees..."

"It's not that bad!" I quietly tugged, showing there was fabric still covering my knee, "It's fine!"

Emma was probably about to make me go back in and change, but the beep coming from outside made her shut her mouth. She swiftly grabbed my wrist and dragged me downstairs, grabbing her keys, locking the door behind us, and continuing to drag me to Mike's car which sat on, in the driveway. Emma finally let go as she opened the door and jumped in the front seat. I huffed as I opened the door behind Emma and slowly got in and sat down, buckling myself in.

"Oh, so you did get her to agree?" Mike smiled, happily kissing Emma on the cheek.

"Oh please, I would've agreed. But this was waaaay to last minute for my liking. I have no idea is Vincent is going to even agree to come," I broke in. Emma huffed and rolled her eyes and Mike quietly pulled out of the driveway and onto the road.

I looked out the window the entire time, thinking how on earth I was going to get Vincent to agree on this...

Before I knew it we pulled up in the parking lot. I quickly stepped out while Emma and Mike stayed in the car, what a good idea that was...

I pulled the pizzeria keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door, quickly stepping in, asking my way to the office, assuming Vincent was waiting there for my shift to start. I quietly looked behind me as I walked, looking forward again I instantly had a heart attack.

"Again with the scaring!" I jumped back, holding a hand to my heart. I looked back up to see Vincent, in his ghost form, causally floating upside down.

"Why are you here? You know your shift doesn't start until twelve.." Vincent's grin slightly fell.

"About that..." I trailed off.

"Are you not coming!?" He panicked, going right-side up and switching forms as he grabbed my shoulders.

"No! I am! It's just Emma sort of forced me..." I paused.

"Yeah?" Vincent wanted me to go on.

"To go on..." I really didn't wanna say this.

"I can take-"

"To go on a double date with her and Mike!" I blurted out. Vincent lightly tilted his head, putting his hands back at his sides.

"What's that?"

Oh right.

Doesn't know a lot about dating.

"It's like a date..but instead of one couple, there's two," I explained, gesturing to no one.

"Ooo-WAIT WHAT!?" Vincent went wide-eyed. "In public!? No, no, no-"

"No, just walking in the park late at night. That's it," I innocently shrugged. Vincent relaxed,

"Oh. Okay then~"

"Really?" I smiled, "That was much easier than I thought it would be..."

He quietly smiled back before tapping his chest, changing back into Vince. It startled me a bit...haven't seen 'Vince' in quite awhile. Before Vincent could say anything else I grabbed his wrist and dragged him outside, quickly locking the door before I dragged him to the car.

I hopped back in behind Emma, and Vincent hopped in behind Mike. Quickly buckling myself in I looked over at Vincent, who was already belted in, but looked oddly confused by it.

"I told you S-" I intruded Emma by kicking the back of her seat.

"Please don't break my seat!" Mike exclaimed.

"If Emma shuts her mouth I would be more than happy to oblige!" I replied.

"Wuss." Emma muttered under her breath.

"I heard that!" I hissed.

"I did too Miss Juliet, you are quite the bad whisperer~" Vincent chuckled.

Mike quickly jerked out of the parking lot, driving back on the main road, going all the way back, past our house to the park. I was tempted to point my house out to Vincent, but something told me...not yet. Maybe later.

Mike pulled in to the empty gravel parking lot, and shut off the car. A few seconds later we all got out, following Mike to a paved pathway. Emma and Mike quietly hooked arms, but me and Vincent did nothing of the sort as we followed behind them.

Things got lovey dovey fast, and being around Mike and Emma was suddenly very weird.

"We should split off from them, this is-"

"Weird, I know," Vincent whispered back in agreement.

Once we made it to the fork in the path Emma and Mike continued to head forward while Vincent and I veered off the the left. As soon as we heard their laughs fade I grabbed his wrist,

"Come on. There's a bench up ahead."

(Crystal A/N: 'ello everyone! Just to let everyone know, whether or not you have just got here or have Ben following this series since the first book, we are looking for ideas from YOU. Please make sure to read the other stories, which can all be found on Silver's profile, before reading these short stories. If you have read them, we are looking for alter-verse ideas, meaning: What could've happened, but didn't? Those alternate endings or chapters will now be written for your entertainment!On another note, I will be away from any Internet for the next 4-5 weeks due to school issues, so progress with these aftermath stories will be slow. Silver will still be active if anyone has any ideas to give to her. )