Hey guys! This is me saying I'm not dead. Just been really busy: work, boyfriend, health (I got sick yesterday, not fun, but I'm better!) family, Vacation Bible School starting up this coming Sunday, and helping my sister, Air-Jack Prime, with a Harry Potter fic that she's going to be writing. It's got four OCs that we created and they are going to be the new generation of Marauders: Faolan Nymphadora Lupin (daughter of Teddy Lupin) the new 'Moony', Jesse Potter (son of James Potter II, grandson of Harry Potter) the new 'Prongs', Sarah Weasley (daughter of Fred Weasley II, granddaughter of George Weasley) the new 'Wormtail' but she's no traitor, and Daire Finnigan (grandson of Seamus Finnigan) the new 'Padfoot'. Faolan and Daire are mine while Sarah and Jesse are Air-Jack's. I don't know when she'll have it on her profile, but if you want to take a look when it comes out, be my guest!

Anyway, here's the final chapter of Child's Play. Oh, there's a flashback section here...It'll have the date when it starts and then 'Present Day' when it ends

Chapter 9

The Happiest Day

"You've been running yourself ragged," Jeremy accused, looking at his sister and forcibly sitting her on the swivel chair in the security room.

"I'm fine, Jeremy," Emily grumbled bitterly, her grey eyes glowing irritably, "I don't need to sleep, I'm a ghost, remember?"

"Uh huh…sure," Jeremy growled, pointing a finger at her, "You are staying in this room and shutting down. You hear me?"

"I don't need to!" Emily snapped, her grey eyes flashing black before realizing what she did, her eyes flashed back to silver-grey, "I…I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped,"

"And you wouldn't have if you got some sleep," Jeremy told her gently, "I'll leave you in here and wake you up in a bit ok?"

He held out his hand and looked at the little blond boy sitting on Emily's lap.

"C'mon, Springy," Jeremy cooed as Spring toddled towards him.

"Sweet dreams Emmy!" Spring chirped, waving as Jeremy took his hand and walked out of the room.

Emily sighed, leaning back in the chair and spinning slowly in the swivel chair.

"Happy Birthday to me…happy birthday to me…" she sang sadly as she closed her eyes, silver tears starting to stream down her cheeks as she touched the dark scar that slashed violently across her pale neck.

Like Mike, Emily had bad things happen on her birthday…but unlike Mike, Emily didn't survive that wretched day…

November 21, 1981

"Jeremy, are we gonna go to Fredbear's today?" seven year old Emily Fitzgerald asked, tapping her little foot on the wood floor as she looked up with big grey eyes.

Her eight year old brother looked down at her sadly.

"Sorry, Em," he apologized, "We just can't do it today…Mom said that money's tight…"

"But it's my birthday!" Emily sputtered, "And Spring said that he and Goldie were gonna put on a special show!"

"He does like you best for some reason," Jeremy mumbled, "But we can't, Em, Mom said,"

"But I want to!"

"Mom said no and that's it,"

Emily's grey gaze spat sparks as she turned on her heel and stormed out.

"Fine!" she cried, "I'm gonna go to the park then!"

Jeremy took a step towards her and Emily put on speed as she raced out.

"By myself!" she sobbed.

Jeremy bit his lip and froze as he felt gentle hands on his shoulders. He looked up to see his mother, Carla, smiling down at him.

"She suspect anything?" she asked.

Jeremy shook his blond curls as he grinned.

"Nope!" he beamed, "She thinks we're not going…"

"You remember the plan?" Carla asked her son.

Jeremy nodded.

"Boy is she going to be surprised when we get there!" he smiled, "She said she was going to the park…so you can pick her up there and bring her to the diner…where I'll be waiting with her friends!"

"Good," Carla nodded, kissing his blond head, "Now, we need to get ready…you got her present?"

"Just need to put it in the box," Jeremy told her, "This is going to be a birthday she'll never forget!"

Emily did go to the park like she said…but when it started to rain, she ran to the nearest building…which conveniently happened to be the very building she wanted to spend her birthday in. She walked up to the large window of the building, swiping at the tears that rolled down her cheeks along with the rain.

A sign was posted on the glass door: 'Reserved for a Party'. Emily bowed her head…some other child was getting their birthday wish come true, and it wasn't her.

She tried the door, just to find it locked from the inside. The girl looked up just to see Goldie walking around the diner. The golden bear was holding a large, beautifully iced cake and was handing out slices to the children around her. Emily didn't see Spring…which made her a little sad. The golden rabbit was her favorite…and he even admitted that she was his favorite.

Emily looked up…just to see Goldie's amber gaze looking right at her. The bear looked like she wanted to come towards the door and let the soaked child inside to warm up…but she couldn't move towards it. Her golden eyes turned sad as she had to turn away from Emily and continue her job.

The grey-eyed girl's tears started streaming harder and she froze as she looked inside to get a better idea of who the guests were…and she saw her brother. Her brother! Emily started crying harder as her little heart broke. He lied to her…he wanted to go all by himself! It wasn't fair!

Unknown to Emily, a violet colored car pulled up to the side of the building and a man walked out. Tall, handsome, blond hair and a deep tan. He looked almost every inch a movie star. Emily saw Goldie start to slow down, the golden gaze of the bear locked onto something behind the girl.

"You lost, kid?" a voice asked.

Emily whipped around to face the man, who gave a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"C'mon, let's get you home…"

"My mom says I'm not supposed to talk to strangers," Emily stammered, backing up as the man advanced.

"Well, my name's Scott…see? Now I'm not a stranger anymore,"

Emily's back hit the glass of the door and her pale silver eyes widened as the man pulled out a knife. The girl whirled around and started banging her little fists on the door, shrieking as loud as she could. She could see Goldie trying as hard as she could to move towards her…but the bear's horrified form was glued to the floor…right as a cold hand wrapped around her neck.

"You shouldn't have tried to get help," the man purred…jerking his hand and Emily felt hot pain sear across her throat.

The girl's shrieking cries turned into strangled gurgling as hot, scarlet blood spurted from the ugly gash across her neck, mingling with the pearly tears that streamed down her pale cheeks. She felt her knees give out and everything went black as she fell onto the pavement…

And suddenly, she was floating, flying towards a bright light.

Present Day

Emily shot up with a gasp, her hands flying to her throat. She hadn't meant to sleep…but then again, that was exactly what Jeremy wanted her to do. She doubted he was expecting her nightmare but still…it was the thought that counted.

"Em?"

Emily turned her grey gaze towards the door, just to see Jeremy leaning on it.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"There's…something you need to see," he told her, offering his hand.

Emily took her brother's hand and followed him down the hallway. The first thing she noticed, was that it was really dark in the party room.

"Jeremy…what happened to the li…"

"SURPRISE!" a chorus of voices cheered as the lights flicked on, revealing Ashe, Kayle, little Robby and the six little ghosts all standing around a table with a cake on it.

"Wha…" Emily blinked, staring at the group as Jeremy put a hand on her shoulder.

"Happy birthday, little sis," he told her, handing her a present, "Figured since you're always the one to give gifts…why don't you get one instead?"

Emily's grey eyes filled with tears and she started crying, rubbing her eyes as tears streamed down her face.

"Em…what's wrong?" Jeremy asked, "Don't you…don't you like it?"

"You all…" Emily sniffed before looking up with a faint smile, "This…this is the happiest day of my life…and death…t-t-thank you…"

"Aren't you gonna open your gift, Emmy?" Gold asked, looking up at the birthday ghost.

"Jeremy say he had it since before you went missing," Spring nodded.

Emily frowned before gingerly opening the box…and gasping as she pulled out a small, golden stuffed rabbit.

"I…meant to give it to you the day you died," Jeremy explained, "Mom and I planned a party for you and everything…we just had to keep it secret that we were taking you to the diner…something we shouldn't have done,"

Emily hugged her brother, burying her head into his shoulder before smiling.

"He's beautiful," she told him, "Thank you Jeremy,"

"Now dat da present is given…now's time for cake!" Robby squealed, putting his chin on the table as his tail thrashed back and forth.

"CAKE!" all the little ghosts and little Robby cheered, looking up at the confectionary masterpiece that Ashe had baked earlier in the day.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Ashe chastised, whapping each of the little ghosts as well as the living child on the head gently with a pencil, "Emily's got to blow out the candles and we have to sing happy birthday to her, remember?"

The little ghosts and little Robby all whined as Emily sat down with a laugh. Jeremy pulled out a match…

"I wanna light it!" came a slightly unfamiliar voice.

Jeremy scowled at the little blond boy who reached for the match.

"No, Scott, I trust you as far as little Robby could throw me," Jeremy growled, "Spring…"

Scott visibly twitched and Spring shrugged, sucking on the end of one of his ears as Sam and Matt clambered into Kayle's arms while Ashe picked up Amanda and Robby was currently wrapped around Jeremy's neck. Emily smiled as Jeremy lit the match and then the candles on the cake.

"Happy birthday to you!" the others sang as Emily smiled through joyous tears, "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Emily! Happy birthday to you!"

Emily closed her eyes, thinking of a wish…and then it came to her.

"I wish…everything was back to normal," she whispered so softly she doubted anyone could hear her.

She blew out the candles…right as blue light flared around her hands and burst away from her, shining into every corner of the pizzeria.

Kayle suddenly yelped and hit the ground, Ashe gave a squeak as her hands sprang apart, Jeremy gave a slight gagging sound as he stumbled backwards…

And the light died to reveal six adult-sized ghosts, who were blinking confusedly as they looked around the room.

"W-What happened?" Amanda stammered, looking up at Ashe…who had dropped her as she turned back into an adult.

"I…I dunno," Robby admitted, releasing Jeremy in slight shock, "Wait…that wasn't a dream?"

"That we were little kids?" Matt asked from his and Sam's position underneath Kayle.

"Yeah, don't think so, buddy!" Sam called.

Little Robby gave a squeal as something lifted him off the ground and whirled him into an embrace.

"I don't care if it was a dream or not," Mike murmured, kissing her son's head, "I'm happy that I'm here with my little boy right now,"

"MIKE!" Ashe and Kayle cried, both rushing to the golden spirit and hugging her.

"Ack! Good to see you two too!" Mike smiled, "I uh…guess I got some explaining to do, huh?"

"I think we all do," Matt nodded as he and Sam sat up.

"And we'll have to do that," Jeremy said…right as the clock struck midnight.

Hours later, the seven spirits got Ashe and Kayle all caught up on the things that happened while Jeremy wasn't around and they hadn't gotten the chance to tell him the full details.

"So, Robby was the cause of the Bite," Kayle finally said.

"Technically, I was forced," Robby corrected, pointing his hook at her, "Marionette liked to play puppet master and make us do things we didn't want to do,"

"But Emily's the Marionette," Ashe started, "Couldn't she do the same thing?"

"How do you think this whole ordeal started?" Emily asked, crossing her arms, "Like I said, I'm still getting used to my powers, finding out that I can do a whole lot of stuff is kinda scary,"

"I just glad I get t' see Mama," little Robby smiled, snuggling into his mother's fur.

"So you don't mind that I'm like this, lil' Capt'n?" Mike asked gently.

"Nope!" little Robby chirped, "You soft an' fluffy now! I mean…I still miss you…"

"And I miss you," Mike told him, holding him close, "Hey…lil' Capt'n…wanna know a secret?"

"Wha?" little Robby asked eagerly, tilting his head as his mother whispered in his ear.

His golden eyes widened as he turned to Mike again.

"Weally!?" he grinned.

Mike nodded and the little boy hopped off his mother's lap before skipping over to Matt, who was sitting on the stage.

"What's up, kiddo?" the blue-eyed spirit asked.

"Up!" little Robby chirped, holding out his arms.

Matt gave a deep laugh and lifted the boy up onto his lap, where little Robby smiled angelically…while his mother gave a perfectly demonic smirk.

The brown bear looked at the little boy, "Now, what was it…"

SQUEAK!

Matt froze as little Robby's hand was still pinching his nose. Jeremy grinned while Mike roared with laughter and the little boy giggled happily…

SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK!

Matt gently, but firmly, grabbed the boy's wrist and threw him a slightly annoyed look.

"You're lucky you're cute," he growled playfully, "But, watch this…"

"Matt…don't you dare!" Mike yelped, standing up quickly and backing off…

Right as a black shadow whipped towards her and whacked her own nose.

SQUEAK!

Mike looked mortified, little Robby shrieked with laughter, Matt gave a satisfied grin while everyone else started chuckling at the golden spirit's expense.

"Not funny," Mike growled, crossing her arms.

"Hey," Jeremy told her, "At least you didn't really do anything embarrassing as a toddler…right Robby? Nomnomnom,"

The fox's ears flicked back and if he could have…he would have been blushing terribly.

"Or Sam getting stuck in the vent?"

Sam looked anywhere but at Jeremy.

"Or Matt spazzing because of bathtime?"

Matt shuddered.

"Come to think of it…you and Mandy were the only ones who didn't get into anything embarrassing," Jeremy hummed, tapping his chin, "And Spring…Spring didn't cause problems,"

"No, but that…lunatic…did," Spring rasped from his position next to Emily…and far from the others, "I…apologize for…anything he did,"

"You're fine, Spring, we've told you over and over again," Emily said, "I'm just glad it's over,"

"Hey, Em…you said you were sick of being the youngest," Sam started, "Whaddya think now?"

"Honestly…I'm glad I'm the youngest!" Emily laughed, "That means I don't have to take care of you yahoos anymore!"

No one kept their laughter hidden at that. As for the rest of the night…Ashe and Kayle got to experience the real game. Needless to say, they lost after spending way too much power. Scott rarely made appearances after that, so the place was safe for little Robby and the other children who came. Ashe and Kayle came regularly after that, and they always brought little Robby with them so that he could be with his mother and uncle.

After that…well, dear reader, that is another story…

They're all back to normal and I need to get back to my Tron story Voiceless It Cries. If you want to check it out, that's fine with me, if not, that's fine with me too. But, I have a series of AUs that I promised I do once it got it finished and I got distracted (again) from working on that story and wrote this one instead. Anyway, until next time!

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

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Elhini Prime signing off.