Narrators (Me) POV
"The home of Mr. Bryan Films, one of Fazbear Entertainments best business owners. The office of Mr. Bryan Films.

"Mr. Bryan Films: shy, quiet, and at the moment, very happy."

A man with short blonde hair, glasses, and wearing a black and white checkered sweater vest is stirring a drink.
"Michael: warm, affectionate."
Micheal comes over to Bryan and sits next to him, handing him the drink and Bryan put his arm around his shoulder.

A man with black hair wearing an expensive suit with a tiger print fur coat is watching the two from a bay window and angry expression on his face.
"And the final ingredient: David, the husband of Mr. Bryan Films."

Bryans pov
I was with Michael when I heard David.
"Bryan, I'm back," David said, closing the front door.

He wasn't supposed to be home this early,
I stood up from the couch Michael looking worried, I have to get rid of him.

"Please don't do it again," Michael said, scared.
"I have to sorry," I said before I did,

Davids pov

I knocked on the office door
"Bryan honey open the door," I said sweetly trying to confront him with that MAN.
"Uh it's open" I heard Bryan say calmly.
I opened the door to find........

Bryan is standing in front of the door with a massive smile on his handsome face.

"Have any visitors lately?" I asked him, walking in and looking for the guy.

"Well, Helpy came over earlier and gave me some paperwork," Bryan said, walking towards his desk.
I heard a noise and turned over to him,
"What was that?" I asked him, and he held up a pair of scissors.
"Oh," I said, realizing he was putting it away.

"Huh, Bryan I think I'm going crazy?" I told him, sitting on his couch, a fire was in the fireplace.
"How so?" Bryan asked, sitting next to me.

"I was over by that window over there earlier, " I said, pointing to the bay window.
"You were," Bryan said, sounding nervous.
"And I saw another man in here in your arms," I said, almost laughing.
"Really what did he look like?" Bryan asked, chuckling.
"He had this unnatural looking blonde hair, glasses, and that sweater vest thing. He seemed so nerdy." I said to Bryan, laughing.

"Hey, he isn't that nerdy looking," Bryan said offended before realizing what I did.
"Ah ha, where is he!" I angrily said, standing up and looking around.
"Davy" Bryan said before I interrupted him,
"What's his name," I shouted, drawing the curtains.
"Micheal, but-" I Interrupted again.
"Micheal so ordinary!" I shouted, not stopping my search.

"David stop for a second," Bryan says, and I calm down and decide to hear him out.

"Now remember my writing," Bryan said, smiling.
"Oh god again, Bryan, you say the same thing every time, you write so well that the characters come to life I know," I said annoyed at this behavior.

I look over to the old tape recorder he uses to record what he wants to write.

"Well when I said that I didn't know I would be in the literal sense," Bryan said

"What?" I asked. When he said that I thought he was crazy and was thinking about which place to send him to.
"well you saw Michael in here, but you didn't see him leave, " Bryan said," So how did he get out."

"And in your sense, how did you get rid of him." I said, slowly backing towards the door, he going mad.
"Well I describe a person real or fictional and to get rid of them I take the cassette tape and throw it into the fire," Bryan said, Mimicking those actions.

I stare at him, not believing this nonsense.
"I'll prove it to you, " he says pressing record on the player and speaking,
"His name is Michael he's 29, six feet one inch tall; his blond hair is short and neat, his glasses make his blue eyes large and beautiful, beige slacks, a checkered black, and white sweater vest, clean and polished brown loafers and the attitude that makes a man truly beautiful." Bryan says into the machine, and while he's doing it, I'm sneaking over to the door and opening it when Bryan says.
"He's walking up the front walk way."
I hear the sound of that happening,
"He's opening the front door"
I hear the door opening.
"He's closing it."
The door slams shut.
"And he's walking down the hallway and into the office." he says, and I see the same man I saw from the window the one who disappeared from my husband's study.

"See I didn't want to be unfaithful but I was lonely that's all"
"And to prove the latter."
Bryan took the tape out of the player and threw it into the fire it melting.
Micheal disappears into thin air as if he was never there.

"Im gonna have you committed!" I say about to run, but Bryan pulls an envelope from his desk it has my name on it.
"The reason I was nervous when you came home early it wasn't because of Michael but because you came home and I didn't say you would." Bryan says, showing me the envelope.

I look at him angrily he may have this power, but he can't-fool me.
I take the envelope and say,
"Im not an idiot Bryan."
I then throw it into the fire in anger.

I feel sick. I then look at Bryan.
"It was right," I say before......

Bryan's Pov

I told him I told him.
I grab the recorder and start to say Davids profile, but then I say,
"Maybe he needs some rest," I said before I switched over and said into the speaker.

"The husband of Mr.Bryan films is a man named Michael, he's 29, six feet one inch tall; his blond hair is short and neat, his glasses make his blue eyes large and beautiful, beige slacks, a checkered black, and white sweater vest, clean and polished brown loafers and the attitude that makes a man truly beautiful. He's currently in his husband's study making him a drink."
And with that, Michael with a smile on his perfect face appears with a glass in his hands, he sits down on the couch next to me, and we cuddle.

Then Henry appears on piano in the back of the room and says.
"We hope you enjoyed tonight's romantic story on Famousfilms The Twilight Zone. At the same time, we want you to realize that it was, of course, purely fictional. In real life, such ridiculous nonsense could never—" "Henry, you shouldn't!" I interrupt, I walk over to my safe and pull out a tape marked" Henry Pearl". "I mean, you shouldn't say such things as 'nonsense' and 'ridiculous'!" I continue as I throw the tape into the fire. "Well, that's the way it goes," replies Henry, in a resigned tone as he fades away.

Leaving Mr.Bryan Films, still shy, quiet, very happy - and apparently in complete control of the Twilight Zone.
Next timr on The Twilight Zone, you'll find yourself inexplicably entangled in this dark dungeon. You'll meet an incredible group of AnimaTronics who, like you, will be quite unable to explain how they got there, why they got there or how they're going to get out. And, at the end, we're going to belt you with one of the most surprising endings we've ever had. Nex time, "Five AnimaTronics in Search of an Exit" on The Twilight Zone.
(Sorry if it's long)