FNaF Kingdom: Falling Down {Book 2}

Chapter 2

"This is a dangerous quest, Aphy," Jack was saying, "are you certain you're up for this?" The meeting had ended, and Jack was still trying to convince his wife to stay.

"Is my favorite color purple?" Aphmau replied with a goofy smile, "Just make sure you don't eat ice cream every night for dinner."

"I won't, and I'll take care of your kiddos!" Jack promised, crossing his heart.

"Our kiddos." Aphmau corrected. Jack looked like he was about to reply, but they were interrupted by Undyne the Undying clearing her throat.

"'spose I should get going," Jack sighed, "be careful." He bent down to kiss her forehead before reluctantly turning and walking stiffly down the hall.

"Need some company?" Markiplier inquired, most likely making sure he didn't go back to his wife. Aphmau watched them go for a moment. She suddenly felt... alone. Stop that! She scolded herself as she turned to Undyne.

"Yes?" the poor petite woman had to crane her neck to look up at the fish woman in armor.

"I couldn't help but notice that the Underground is not properly represented on your quest." She growled. MatPat and Nate took notice of the short  woman being confronted by the fish in giant armor and quickly went to her rescue.

"Is there a problem here, Undyne?" Nate's voice was a low rumble. It was fairly obvious to Aphmau that the prince did not want to deal with this woman right now.

"As I was just saying, the Underground is not being represented properly on this quest." Undyne explained, an armored fist clenched.

"Oh? Are you going to join her?" Nate sneered, "I'd rather you do that than try to lead my army!"

"Reel it in, Nate." MatPat couldn't help butting in with a pun disguised as concern. He ended up getting glares from an eye-patch wearing fish warrior and his blood-thirsty brother.

"Commander Undyne," Aphmau interjected, "What do you propose we do?" A smile spread across her face. Aphmau tried not to flinch at her sharp, pointed teeth.

"I brought a servant with me. He helped identify Yandere-Dev." She began, "I want him to go with you in my place."

"Nathaniel?" Nate guessed, he still looked impatient as a Temmie trying to go to colleg, but he managed to keep the edge out of his voice.

"Exactly. Nathaniel!" Undyne barked into the hall. A red haired boy in ordinary sack cloth breeches, a white button-up shirt, and a black vest came from a servants' passage in the hall. So as not to embarrass himself in front of royalty, it seems he had been allowed some orange suspenders.

"Y-yes Ma'am!" Nathaniel answered the call and stood up straight.

"You're going on a quest with Aphmau." She explained shortly.

"What?" Nathaniel seemed to be going through excitement and fear at the same time.

"Who said he could go?" Nate hissed. His brother put a warning hand on his shoulder.

"If he wants to do it, he's more than welcome." Aphmau stated. Nate narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Of course!" The boy exclaimed before murmuring under his breath, "I can finally prove myself to Marinette...." Nobody seem to hear except for the lovely Lady Aphmau. A calm smile on her lips, she held out  her hand. Nathaniel looked somewhat taken aback as he shook her hand. Nate muttered something under his breath and received an elbow to the ribs from his brother.

"We need to make haste to the dungeons." MatPat interrupted, trying not to seem rude to the lady in the giant armor.

"Make yourself useful, Punk." Undyne muttered, slapping Nathaniel on the shoulder as she finally left. Nathaniel let out a quite unmanly whimper as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Ok, we get it. Let's go." Nate ordered, walking briskly towards the dungeons. Aphmau exchanged a look with MatPat and quickly followed after the perturbed prince.

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The dungeons consisted of one long, filthy, stone hallway with cells on both sides. Nathan seemed to be right at home, MatPat kept looking at the prisoners nervously, Nathaniel looked about ready to faint, and Aphmau...was hiding the fact she was terrified with a stone face. Around the end of the hall, Nathan stopped abruptly and turned to a yellow mouse-like creature sitting in front of a cell.

"Pikachu, attention!" Nate barked.

"About time! I was 'bout to shock 'er!" Pikachu howled, standing up straight with sparks flying off of his body. Nathan looked mildly annoyed.

"There will be none of that!" MatPat said hastily then turned to Aphmau and Nathaniel, "This is Pikachu. He's a refugee from Poke'opilous. It was-"

"Taken over by that pika pi!" Pikachu interrupted furiously, so angry he switched to his native tongue.

"Could you keep it down...?" A soft, melodic voice swept through the dungeon like a soft breeze. Prisoners stopped howling and screeching. Even those driven mad had stopped moving. In the darkness of the cell in front of them, the soft whirring of gears bounced off of the walls. "It's rude to interrupt a woman trying to sleep." Suddenly, there was a soft green glow that came from the cell. A shudder ran down Jess's spine and she felt goosebumps appear on her arms. In the soft green light, She could make out a white face and closed smile just big enough to make her look...well, crazy.

"Quiet! Pikachu snapped,"I can end your life in a millisecond! "

"How cute." the woman crooned, "my, my, my, Prince Matthew and Nathan. It's been awhile...."

"Baby, you're being transported to the Land of Disney." Nate wasted no time getting straight to the point.

"Oh?" she purred, her eyes turning into dull, glowing slits, "how sweet. I hear Disney's absolutely lovely...." Nathan glanced at Aphmau then nudged MatPat. Matthew came out of a terrified trance and quickly scrambled to fetch some keys out of his pocket. Nervously, the prince unlocked the cell that held one of the most dangerous criminals in all of the land.

"One false step...!" Pikachu growled, his fur on end.

"Oh hush, little mouse." Baby giggled as she sauntered out of the cell. She turned her eyes towards Aphmau. Now that she was in the light, Aphmau saw that she had red pigtails, pure white chrome for skin, and a red one piece suit ending with a tutu. Her nose and cheeks were an aggressive shade of red to match her clothing and hair. She looked Aphmau up and down. She said nothing and then raked her gaze across Nathanial. The poor child looked ten times paler than usual. 

"Well? Shall we be off?"