((A.N.: Shhh... I know that Friendship is Magic came out in 2010. I just started drawing this picture and wrote a fanfic to go with it. I only started drawing the picture because I had a rough night at church, and I needed a pick-me-up in the form of a funny picture. So here it is. Takes place in that one AU where Mike owns the '87 restaurant, the animatronics are friendly, and apparently MLP was remade into FiM 23 years before it actually was. Also, my first time drawing Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie. Obviously not my first drawing Marion though. I took up drawing that precious cinnamon roll weeks ago. There's proof on my profile.))
It was a pretty average night at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Jeremy Fitzgerald sat watching the security cameras, switching between the different party rooms with a yawn. He checked his watch, seeing that it was only 1 a.m. He still had five hours to go.
The animatronics had been fairly calm so far, but he was still wary of them. Even though Mike had assured him that they were friendly, Jeremy still had trouble believing that any large metal objects that moved on their own were safe.
He looked back up at the cameras, changing to the prize corner. He freaked out when he noticed that the music box was completely unwound, scrambling to press the button until he heard... music? Bringing his hand down, he examined the scene closer. There was a light shining from inside of the box. An upbeat song, definitely a theme to a show, was playing. He also noticed the moving form of two other animatronics. He cocked an eyebrow before reaching for the phone. He began to dial the number Mike had given him for emergencies, but paused. Did this count as an emergency? He wasn't sure. It wasn't like the animatronics were attacking or anything, but it didn't seem like something that should be happening. Sighing, he finished dialing and lifted the phone to his ear.
It took a few seconds before the phone was picked up. "Hello?" Jeremy sighed in relief at hearing Mike's groggy voice.
"Ah, Jeremy. What happened? Are the animatronics going haywire or something?" he asked, suddenly sounding much more alert.
"Oh. Is there a fire? Are you all out of the building?"
"Then what is it?"
"There's something weird going on in the prize corner."
"What is it? Is the music box wound?" He began to sound so much more worried.
"Oh my word. Get it wound! How long has it been off? Is Marion breaking down?"
"Mike, Mike! Listen for a moment." Jeremy watched the screen. "I was about to wind it when I heard some sort of music playing, and it wasn't 'My Grandfather's Clock'. It was a theme song of some kind. I looked at the picture and it looked like something was glowing inside of the box."
"Glowing," Mike repeated.
"Yeah, glowing. Two other animatronics are there as well."
"Hmm..." There was silence on the other end for a while. "Marion's stripes, buttons, and eyes glow, but they usually aren't that noticeable. And he does sing, but quietly... In fact, the only normal part about this is some other animatronics being there." Another few moments of silence. "Just take your flashlight and get over there. Put on the mask if it makes you feel any better, but you don't need it. Check on it and call me back, let me know what it is."
"Alright." Jeremy hung up the phone and grabbed the flashlight like his boss said. He flipped it on and headed out into the halls. Hopefully this "Marion" didn't catch on fire or anything. How would he explain that to Mike?
"Here, this way. I think I left it here," Toy Chica said to Toy Bonnie as they walked towards the prize corner.
"You've really got to learn to be more responsible with that thing," Toy Bonnie scolded her, "I mean, one day, the kids are gonna get here and it's gonna be gone."
"Yeah, yeah, well it's not my fault that it keeps falling off my face!" she retorted as they arrived. "Alright, Bonbon, start looking. Hopefully we don't get caught by Marion or anything." She shuddered at the thought.
As they checked under the counter and on the shelves, Toy Bonnie spoke up. "Do you think Marion took it?" he asked, moving a plush Freddy.
Toy Chica snickered. "What? Him? No way! He's too nice to do anything like that!" she laughed, shoving Toy Bonnie a little too hard, "Besides, even when he's not acting nice, he's either being shy or creepy. I mean, remember when I tried to take his mask off?" She shuddered, still feeling the glare he gave her drilling holes through her soul.
"I know, I know. But you never know with him. He's a total wild card, especially with that weird necessity for music." Suddenly noticing something, Toy Bonnie perked an ear.
"Can't argue with tha-"
"Shh." Toy Bonnie raised a hand, silencing her.
"Hey! I was-"
"Hush, I'm trying to listen." He turned towards Marion's box, examining the glow coming from the top. He listened to the voices sounding from inside it. He didn't hear the music box playing, but he didn't hear Marion's simulated quiet sobs. Instead, he heard what sounded like a voice with a... southern accent?
"Marion?" The toy animatronic approached the box just as some music started playing. He looked inside, snickering at the scene before him.
Marion was sitting crisscross applesauce with his hands resting on the keyboard of a laptop computer. Playing on the screen was the opening theme of a show featuring a multitude of colorful ponies, pegasi, and unicorns.. Marion was just leaning back against the wall of his box, content to watch the theme play out.
"Whatcha got there Mari?" Toy Bonnie asked, surprising the puppet.
Marion nearly jumped out of his suit, looking up at the bunny before pausing the show and slamming his computer shut. "N-nothing!" he shouted, his optics darting around.
"Was... Was that... My Little Pony...?" Toy Chica asked, having approached the box.
"Ah! Toy Chica! W-what are you two doing here?" Marion asked, avoiding the question and trying to slide the computer underneath him and sit on it to hide it.
"Looking for my beak."
"What, again? Haha, oh you! Y-you really gotta be more careful about that!" He nervously laughed again, mustering the biggest smile he could.
"What are you doing?" Toy Chica asked, crossing her arms.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh......" Marion tapped his index fingers against each other, optics still darting around while he thought of an answer. "Just watching something."
"What show?" She leaned into the box, causing Marion to lean away from her.
"A pretty popular one..."
"What's the title?"
She continued to get closer and closer to him until she was right next to him. He averted his gaze best he could, but finally shouted, "Fine! Fine! I give! I give! I was binge-watching My Little Pony on Netflix on Mike's laptop!"
Toy Chica raised an eyebrow before cracking up laughing. She almost fell into the box, but Marion pushed her upwards. "Hey, personal space, okay? You seem to have disregarded the bubble."
"Oh... Haha... Right. Sorry." She stood up before giggling again. "Bonbon catch me."
"What?" There was a clattering of metal as Toy Chica fell in a pile on the floor, still laughing.
Marion pushed himself up so that he could see her. "Hey, I was pretty sure you'd laugh, but is it really that funny?" he asked as she wiped an imaginary tear from her eye.
"Oh, I'm sorry. That was just unexpected." Toy Bonnie offered her a hand, which she took. Once she was standing, she starting brushing herself off. "I didn't know you were a brony, Mari!" she exclaimed.
"Well, yeah. I've kind of been one for a while now. I've just kept it secret because of... Well, what you just did."
"But that's awesome! I love MLP too!" she said excitedly.
"Totally! Nobody else knows this, but when the tablet's not in use by the guards, I'm using it to watch MLP."
"Oh my word. That's amazing."
"Hold on a second. How did you get Mike's laptop?" Toy Bonnie intervened, not wanting to hear them talk about the show or have a best pony argument or whatever My Little Pony fans did together.
"Um... Well... He kind of left it here nine months ago... on the counter... I didn't know what it was, so I grabbed it and opened it. It was opened to a page for a site called 'Netflix' so I poked around and found My Little Pony on the Recently Watched tab. He never asked about it, so I figured I'd just keep it. I looked the password and made sure I knew it, and then began watching it when no one else was looking," Marion explained.
"Okay, we can all break it up now. No need to fight." The new night guard's shaky voice was heard by the three as he approached, keeping his light on them.
Marion, a bit freaked out but figuring that this was the perfect opportunity to get back to his show, sunk into his box with a whimper. Once in, he grabbed the laptop from beneath him and slid it out, setting it on his lap. "Whaaaaat? Fight? We weren't fighting!" Toy Chica insisted, "We were talking about MLP!"
Jeremy tilted his head. "What?"
"My Little Pony! Marion had a laptop and was watching it! Speaking of which..." she turned to the box, where the marionette was opening the computer back up. "Mind if I join you?"
Marion looked up. "Huh? Oh yeah. Sure. Go ahead." And thus the two animatronics were left watching Somepony to Watch Over Me.
"Nerds," Toy Bonnie decided, turning to Jeremy. "Everything's good here, Jer. No need to-" He paused when he noticed the guard watching intently. "Jeremy? Jeremy? You should probably be getting back to your station. Everything's good here."
"Huh? Oh. Oh yeah. I should do that. Go back, I mean." Jeremy was about to leave, when Toy Bonnie put a hand on his shoulder.
"Oh, and by the way, if you call Mike back, would you ask him something for me?"
"Sure, what is it?"
It wasn't long before Jeremy was back at his station. He dialed Mike's number, and it was answered after the first ring. "So, what was it?"
"Apparently Marion somehow got a hold of a laptop, and he was watching stuff on your Netflix."
"Oh. That's all. Good. I'm glad he got it. I left it there a couple of months ago for him. Thought he might enjoy it."
"I see. By the way, Toy Bonnie wanted me to ask you a question."
"What is it?"
"Why was My Little Pony under the Recently Watched tab?"
((A.N.: Well, depending on who you are, that was probably either the stupidest fanfic you've ever read or the best thing ever. I don't know the answer. Seriously, what was I thinking? I guess blame it on my tired and all cried out self. By the way, I'm a huge fan of MLP:FiM. So yeah. I recommend the show. That's all. Peace out.