#help why is there freddy faz bears

[sleep-nurse]

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[pizzaplex-mechanic]

Fnaf Help Wanted 2 Spoilers below

What do you MEAN the Merry-go-round is on fire??

[fnafsgot-ghostproblems]

Charlie sighed as he got out of his beat up old truck and stepped out into the warm night air. A nearby street lamp hummed lowly with electric static and the deafening call of crickets almost made up for the dank smell of concrete and garbage that permeated the air.

He adjusted his belt with a huff, his pants where too lose now he kept forgetting that he'd lost a few pounds since Cas,..... He shook his head trying not to think about it.

He'd stopped taking care of himself a few months after Cas had disappeared. His red hair was always disheveled and his eyebags could rival a racoon. He hadn't shaved in days and had the stubble to prove it. All in all he was a mess.

Despite his preoccupied demeanor, he was a hard worker. He'd had to quite his job at the non-profit lab he used to work at to help support himself and his daughter. He'd also used the opportunity to go back to his old carreer as a night guard. He now worked for the famous 'Freddy Faz Bears Pizzeria' at their mega pizza plex where his wife had disappeared all those months prior.

He'd used the opportunity to do a lot of snooping. He'd uncovered alot about the Faz corporations nefarious deeds of the past but not near enough to answer his burning, all consuming question, "what happened to Cas?" Sadly it'd been weeks since he'd found any leads.

Non-the less he grabbed his trusty flashlight at his small note book, before reaching for his jacket, which....giggled?? and move a bit.

*prim popped from the jacket, Like a jack in the box, if it had been anyone else he would have smacked them with the flashlight for scaring him so bad.*

"Dad I came here to help you with your super important super secret job- why are we at faz-"

*She asked, not noticing the growing frustration on her father's face, all she knew was that her dad said that his work was 'Very serious business..' but this was were all the silly animatronics were.*

"Do you work here?"

*She asked excitedly, Now noting for the first time his frustrated expression..*

"I'm.. in trouble aren't I?"

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Yoo guess what? I just had another silly thought(tm)!

So pulling from some previous asks, Cassie being terrified and paranoid of Gregory thinking he's out to get her for surviving his alleged murder attempt with the elevator and is planning to strike again any second to 'finish the job'.

And Prototype Freddy becoming protective of Cassie after she went out of her way to get him repaired and whole, and likely becoming besties with Roxy bc both adore the lil girl.

And Cassie having tried to 'expose' Gregory's dirt but nothing coming from it so in desperation she asked Prototype Freddy's help.

With those past ones in mind I just thought of a new one. :3c

Prototype Freddy all repaired and bonding with Cassie and the group, slowly learning from them about the stuff that happened. Like why they were broken and left behind. And what Cassie went through in Ruin, especially the elevator thing.

And he's so. freaking. indignated. Especially that they have the culprit right there and facing no consequence whatsoever. The one responsible for Cassie's, his own little superstar, suffering. And man, the sheer impunity makes him SO MAD.

So instead of Cassie asking him for anything, Prototype Freddy decides to do something about it himself. Not that ones like Roxy aren't capable, but he's the one with the winning stealth and infiltration card, being identical to a certain other bear.

He maybe tells Roxy his plan before heading out as a headsup, in case anything happens.

Then he goes and the moment Gregory and Glamrock Freddy separate even if just briefly (maybe Glamrock Freddy goes to recharge or something idk,) Prototype enters the scene to rejoin Gregory as his Freddy (maybe he gets Glamrock Freddy stuck somewhere like inside a recharge station or something idk again, just to ensure he has enough time to perform the switch smoothly,) hiding the fact that he's actually a wolf in a familiar sheep's clothing.

Then when Prototype Freddy finally thinks he's gotten Gregory alone with him, his "best friend" only, you get the idea right?

Hmm, the tea!

Puts this child in his stomach hatch and spins him like a tumble dryer. Starts jumping up and down as fast as possible to shake him up like a fizzy faz. Takes him to one of the old locked off storage areas, pops him out like a pez dispenser and bails, locking the door behind him. Plenty of ways to give him a time out!

Could fill his stomach hatch with water and drop him in it like a fish bowl (with air of course he's not Funtime Freddy now) lmao he could get creative with it! He could make friends with a skunk and open the stomach hatch to unleash it on him he could do anything lmao Gregory will never suspect a thing!

On another note, Prototype Freddy being pissed off at this situation is fun. Roxy watching him pace in frustration over this thinking "wow he's just like me for real..." will DJ nods in agreement cause he's seen her do this a thousand times lmao. I now have the idea that she started liking Prototype Freddy because he told someone to fuck off or something lmao it was like a switch flicking off in her head. He swore and destroyed her perception of him so hard he suddenly was a completely different guy to her. That's not Freddy anymore. She's never met this guy before. Oh he has the same name? What a coincidence! Completely different guy now!

Everyone else may struggle to get past him being basically a Freddy clone, but he swore that one time and Roxy's cured! Glamrock Freddy who? Never heard of him!

Here's something for you that's stuck to what I'm doing with Sewerhell stuff: different names! Some of the older versions of the animatronics choose different names to go by to avoid as much confusion. It's not always a big change, like Prototype Freddy could go by Fred exclusively or something or a nickname like 'Proto' or something could stick, I dunno I have fun finding different ways to differentiate everyone ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

[clairethecutepup]

Chaotic Quintet: Five "Nights" of Chaos... (Ch. 1)

It was supposed to be a fun and sweet time at little Gerald's birthday party. Then again, "chaotic" better describes any scenario involving our appropriately named quintet! When eating some bad "Faz-Floats," the group finds themselves in their own personal world that reminisces the "Five Nights at Freddy's" game Fazbear Entertainment made of its own brand. Luckily, The Ed Trio and rest of the Cul-De-Sac are on the case of helping catch our "animatronics" and "night guard," and stop them from committing worse horrors than than cheap jumpscares. However, perhaps handling killer robots would prove a peaceful and fun experience, compared to handling a chaotic quintet...

[Chapter 1: Now, It’s a Party…]

The little blonde enters her office, taking her seat. She honestly needed to sit down… She wears a security outfit: a standard blue uniform, along with a cap, with her bone-shaped name tag hanging from the collar around her neck. "Clarissa Vlcek," it read; but "Claire" was appropriate enough a name. A collar would be odd on someone fully human, but not a wolf-hybrid like her. Luckily, her cap had the proper holes for her big, blue ears; while her pants had the proper hole for the larger, fluffier tail behind her. It was a supposedly easy job: just sit around in this old pizzeria, ensuring no chaos happens during those six late hours. Claire didn't recall the full details why she'd accept a job better suited for a braver and insomniatic person, but she was here now and had a task to do. First, she needed to check the phone messages, indicated by the landline's blinking red light.

"Hello, uh, hello...?" the box barked in a grumpy but high voice, "Hey, I wanted to record a message for ya, to help you out with your new job here! So, allow me to go over things, while you go ahead familiarize yourself with the controls or something..."

Claire did flip through different cameras, though had a hard time focusing on the large screen…

"Right, so the whole intro thing… 'Welcome to Jimmy Jazzrabbit's Pizza Bun-anza: a place where fantasy and fun come to life-- starring Jimmy himself and his furry crew!' Hmph, yeah, ‘cause nothing says ‘fun’ like nightmare fuel that sings crummy songs. You can probably see them all on camera 2A."

Claire switched to it just in time. Well, the phone guy's a liar: Claire doesn't see anyone there... 

"If they're missing, don't worry, they're probably just walking around."

Claire perks up at that. The robots... walk around? Her wolf ears hang atop her head and she bites her lip, finding the idea rather scary: “nightmare fuel” animals, with the most lifeless expressions, possibly stomping towards her and having their eyes shine in the dark. Well, if they're just walking, that's not much of a threat beyond a simple heart attack… 

"Yeah, so the whole thing is something about ‘servos locking up’...? I dunno, the machines will get overheated or something, and won't be able to perform the next day. Honestly, I say let them have the privilege of walking around-- they certainly don't get the privilege of having a nice hot bath, that's for sure. You know it’s bad, when a noseless guy like me can tell they reek-- and I live in garbage cans!"

Claire notices two of the animatronics: it seems their aimless walking has brought Seve the Scurvy Fox and Alexis the Adorable Chick to her left doorway. ... No, wait, it's not really "aimless walking" if they stop at the office entrance and, uh, stare.

"Oh yeah, it's probably not a good idea to let them see you after hours. Management thought it'd be easier to have the animatronics themselves help out, by programming them to assist with technical matters: AKA, making sure our animatronics are properly suited. If they spot you now, they'll probably think you're an uncovered endoskeleton-- which wouldn't be too good..."

It's even "less good," by the sounds of things, if Jimmy Jazzrabbit himself and Sarah the Singing Bear have appeared in the right doorway and window. Their staring isn't any more comforting...

"So long story short, if you're spotted: they'll think you're in need of being put inside a proper animatronic suit. It wouldn't be a fun experience, given how cramped those are and all the metallic bits within them... Why, if you wouldn't be poked to death, you'd be crushed instead. All we'd ever see of you again would be your eyes and teeth, which would gruesomely stick outside the costume."

Wait, WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO TO HER?! Oh no, the other four are already standing within the office and their respective doorways...

"Of course, if they spot you or especially get too close for comfort, you could always try going limp and seeing if they'd lose interest."

Claire throws herself onto the ground and plays dead-- though, it’s likelier she just naturally ragdolled down.

"... Well, then again, that could cause ‘em to believe you're actually an empty suit; so they may try to stuff an endoskeleton inside of you, which is debatably better but still horrible."

… Uh, should Claire just accept death at this point? Seve sneers and lies on his stomach, locking eyes with her.

"You wanna be a fox...?" he hiccups a little, "It’s your favorite or somethin’..."

Claire quickly jumps onto his head-- minding the singular horn --and bounces off it, over Alexis. She's much shorter than Sarah and Jimmy, allowing Claire to land in the left hallway easily and run for it on all fours; however, she's a little unsteady, more so rolling and stumbling-- and the others aren't exactly any more coherent... They simply snicker and follow along, slouching forward or swaying side-to-side.

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Little Gerald's hooves reached toward the employee in the Freddy Fazbear costume. "Freddy" waved at him, before playing a small bit of peek-a-boo with the young goat. Gerald laughed from his father's arms, his parents making it a joyful chorus.

"Oh, there goes Freddy..." Melody still smiles, "Say, 'Bye, bye,' Gerry."

He tries, "Fah-bah...!"

He continues to reach, opening and closing those little hooves still. It's clear which musical critter was his favorite.

Joseph chuckles, "Looks like we'll be spending his next few birthdays here..."

"I sure hope Seve would be happy to, as well..." Melody frowns, "... I've actually been worrying how their relationship might turn out as Gerald gets older, given..."

"Don't worry, Melody," Joseph puts a hoof on her shoulder, "Things might've been rocky at first; but if you and Harold were able to still be on good terms, I think we'll be able to work out any issues the boys might have with each other, too,” he lowers his hoof, “Seve would basically be an adult by the time Gerald’s ready for kindergarten, anyhow, so I doubt he’d behave too immaturely about things toward him,” Joseph then nuzzles his head against his son’s, “At worst, he’d probably just tickle the little fella something fierce for getting a bit too sassy…”

“I guess that’s more likely,” Melody also giggles, but then sighs, “It’s just… Family situations like this seem to strike a nerve with most people, and I wonder if it still does with him…”

“Well, lucky for us,” Joseph smiles at her again, “we’re not like ‘most people,’ him included.”

“I guess not,” Melody chuckles, “Speaking of Seve, where is he? I don’t think I’ve seen him or his friends for a bit now…”

“They’re…” Joseph thinks for a moment, but stops, “... Well, they were enjoying those float sundaes, the last I saw of ‘em…”

“Well, it’ll be time to enjoy Gerald’s cake and the rest of the party’s main event soon…”

“They’re probably just playing a few final rounds of skeeball or some of the other fun arcade games. Besides, those kids have Sarah and Jimmy to keep ‘em out of trouble, and Claire seems like she could keep even Alexis occupied. Overall, I’d say those three will have those kids back here, soon enough.”

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Claire had fallen onto her side and somehow continued to travel forward, while spinning on the ground in her maintained running motion. She gave up trying to stay steady on her feet (and hands), but this was making her stomach hurt a tad worse than before… Her movement comes to an end after she knocks over a trash can.

“Hey, watch it!” a muppet-like figure sticks his head out, “Just ‘cause I’m working in a can doesn’t mean you can treat me like actual trash!”

Claire perks up at the voice, in her cross-eyed and dizzy state. It was the voice on the phone! The puppet pushes himself and his can back upright, readjusting the security cap that sat in between his trumpet-like horns.

“Hey, Crazy Eyes! My own pair are up here, thank you very much…”

Claire does her best to look up, but can only succeed at tilting her head back.

“Yep, it’s me, ‘Garbage Grump’; but this time, it’s gonna be ‘Trash Manager Garbage Grump’ to you! As your superior, I also demand a proper apology for interfering with my job!”

Claire falls onto her stomach, eyes still “crazy” and her wolf ears hanging atop her head.

“Hmph, not the most sincere-sounding, but I suppose it’ll do… Just don’t do it again! Now then, you’re probably wondering what I’m doing here, when you’re the nightguard, right?”

Claire turns onto her side, arms and legs out like an exhausted dog.

“So, long story short: I used to be the head honcho of security around here, but then they promoted me to Trash Manager! Basically, I go through the trash cans and make sure nothing important gets thrown away. I’m allowed to keep anything else I find, though! Boy, you’d be surprised how often people accidentally throw out: money, important tax forms, perfectly good pizzas... By the way, keep it a secret that we recycle pizza around here. Your worker's contract states that Fazbear Entertainment holds the right to sue over any claims that can be seen as 'defamation,' and lawyers only have to worry about making their clients just seem like the innocent party. 

... Hey, wait a minute!" he presses a purple finger into Claire's nose, "If you're the new night guard, what in the Sam Hill are ya doin’ outta your office?! You better just be an 'on foot' kinda... whatever-in-the-heck-you-are. I think Braceface said you're supposed to be some kinda 'puppy,' but then there's the freaky human head and body..." he looks up, "Speaking of, here's her partner in crime: the raging ray of sunshine himself..."

Seve chuckles and teeters over to Claire, as she tries to stand but keeps slipping like she's on ice.

"Heh, heh... I'm... I'm gonna stuff ya where the sun don't shine..."

"Ho boy," Garbage Gump rolls his eyes, "Whatever you lot got into this time seems to have done a real doozy on ya! Sheesh, I’ve already gotta deal with you menaces in just dreams… Why you gotta force a poor trash-puppet to deal with your ugly mugs beyond that?”

"Hey, your mom...!" Seve shakes his fist, swaying, "Now, p-put a cork in it..."

"Well, I'm outta here, before the rest of you looney loofahs decide to show up," Garbage Grump ducks back into his container, "Also, don't even think about using this can or any other I'm in. You end up needing to get it out, there's plenty of toilets to spray green instead!"

Seve continues to chuckle and approach the helpless, struggling Claire... Then, he falls over and lies on his face.

"... Hi, floor."

Claire finally manages to stumble past him-- only to find herself lifted up by either arm, with Sarah and Jimmy on either side.

"I got ‘er, Jimmy..."

"Wonderful job, S'rah... Let's go..."

"Heh, you're goin' straight to a suit..."

The two can't agree on a focused path, so they essentially pull Claire (and the other) in either direction. Claire is knocked from their grips, when her face collides with the nearby doorway: Jimmy stood in place, Sarah went around the right side of it, and Claire almost fractured her skull. Fortunately, that blow was sombering enough to help Claire steady herself enough to run quadrupedally again; although, she ends up stumbling and sliding across her stomach to the office door. Alexis was inside, blocking off the pup's safe haven. Claire paws at the door, as the other three approach, whimpering and even desperately barking. Alexis just giggles and wiggles her right fingertips from the window. When Claire is surrounded and grabbed, Alexis finally exits the office to join them. Claire is carried above head, with the trio underneath somehow managing to stay steady; while Alexis lies on her stomach and pushes herself forward with her legs.

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"Seve... Seve, sweetie, it's time for the main part..." Melody calls around, then bites her hooved fingertip, "Oh, where is he; was he not comfortable with this after all...?"

She wasn't the only one searching: the rest of Joseph's family, the buck included, sought the boy and his group. Even little Gerald "helped," in his own special way. 

As everyone else cried:

"Seve!"

"Alexis...?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Ideori..."

"Claire?"

Little Gerald cried:

"Seh-bleh!"

"Leh-Leh...?"

"Sa-Ja..."

"Wooooo…!"

But no matter how they were called, the quintet answered from nowhere and couldn't be spotted...

"Joe, I'm starting to worry..."

"Don't worry, Melody, I know they still have to be inside... Let's see if the staff will help."

The location was used to lost children, but lost adults were a new one. Still, it wouldn't be a good idea to make rumors about Freddy Fazbear's Pizza seem true... And yes, they are just rumors-- don't make Fazbear Entertainment sic their lawyers upon you with a defamation lawsuit, just as they did those schoolkids and their playground gossip! But if they wish to keep them as just rumors (and an excuse to churn out horror-themed content for greater profit and consumer reach), then they need to find: Red-Hot RedHead, “Sissy” and Sassy, Teenage Angst, Lord-Help-Us-All, and the “family’s” pet dog. Or, whatever the blonde puppy-human thing was… 

One employee leans out from the women's restroom.

"They're not in here," the man shrugs, before feeling another toilet paper roll hit his head, "OW!” he looks back, “Ladies, I keep telling you, I'm only here to find some lost kids... and adults. Ugh, could we seriously not have had someone else check in here...?"

One employee rises from the ballpit.

"Nope, I can't see them under here, and they didn't seem to be anywhere else in the play area..." she winces as a ball bounces off her face, "OW! Ugh, why is it never you little demons who go missing?!"

They all then notice a fellow employee standing outside the building, raising and lowering an apparent cigarette. They pass the window and all stare at him from the entrance doors. They don't go unnoticed...

"... Uh," he quickly drops and smothers it under his foot, "I didn't find them in the parking lot..."

They just continue to stare.

"Hey, this job can get real stressful sometimes, okay?! I gotta take a break where I can..."

Where, oh, where could that quintet have gone? Wait, there was one place they hadn't checked out: the "Employee's Only" sections! It was either that, or they checked the air ducts surrounding this place... Some employees head behind the scenes, keeping eyes peeled and ears opened-- and they pray that no actual bodies are found inside animatronic suits. Seriously, where do kids come up with this stuff...? They then hear a commotion: laughter and a puppy's cries. Aww, they could use the uplifting cuteness of a yippy, energetic little pup themselv-- WHAT IN THE HECK ARE THEY LOOKING AT?!!

It would appear two adult humans and two goat kids-- all four of them wearing either a Bonnie, Chica, Freddy or Foxy mascot head --are stuffing the head of some wolf-girl into the jaws of a yellowed Freddy animatronic. Obviously, only a moron would give animatronics teeth that could hurt their clientele-- and they're sick of that stupid "frontal lobe" rumor! --so at most, the poor girl needs to worry about just having her head stuck in a bigger one. Okay, no more time to just gawk, the employees have to act!

"Hey, what're you all doing back here?"

"I think it's obvious they're--"

Employee A needs to give Employee B a raised eyebrow, effectively shutting his stupid yap. Maybe this idiot actually got part of his brain bitten off, at some part... Possibly the same for these idiots if they're chuckling like their action is the funniest thing ever. It's not, as an animatronic doesn't require sharp and steel teeth to risk potential injury! Plus, what non-sicko likes seeing a puppy, even a weird puppy-human-thing, getting tormented...?

"Get that kid outta there!" Employee A grabs Claire's waist, "Hold on, I'll get you--!"

Claire only becomes technically freed: the Freddy head comes off with her, but keeps hold. Claire, though blind, runs for her life-- more stumbling and spinning ensuing.

"Hey, ya ruined it..." Seve hiccups, "W-We were supposed to put her in there, like... like the game..."

"J-Just grab 'er and try again..." Sarah sways, then presses a finger to Employee A's nose, "And you butt out, or I'll kick yours..."

Employee B just stands by and watches the quartet walk out.

"So, you think that was them?"

"... Just help me warn the rest of the staff, you idiot..."

They needed to warn the entire establishment-- if it wouldn't be too late! Claire bursts through the doors and enters the public section of the pizzeria: she continues her quadrupedal "run," slipping and sliding across the area-- but causing plenty of destruction! Claire knocks over tables, chairs, trash cans; she sends those in mascot suits into the ceiling, the wall, or sends them flying elsewhere… There's no mercy involved with her panicked wrath. The rest of the Chaotic Quintet then appear, spotting their hapless friend.

"You're not getting out of a suit that easy...!" Seve points, "Get 'er...!"

He falls onto the ground, while the others leap (or stumble) into action. Alexis laughs and hops onto Claire’s back, making the pup buck about. Many more staff members are sent flying by Claire’s feet as they try intervening, two of them onto little Gerald’s party table: the sliced cake, the ice cream bowls, the presents… Everything flew high. Gerald’s cousins each caught a bowl of either vanilla, chocolate or strawberry ice cream, each with a slice of cake landing perfectly on it-- and wouldn’t you know it? Lady Luck ensured they each got the bowl that’s their specific favorite flavor! Chocolate was little Gerald’s favorite, and he only needed to stretch his tiny mouth wide open to catch the flying gob and then hold his hooves out to catch the chocolate cake slice. After shivering off the coldness that spread through his gulping body-- with a little, “Brrr…!” to accompany it --he devours the cake in another singular bite that made him more hamster than goat.

The presents all fly from their boxes, as the lids fly off: Joseph and Gerald find themselves boxed in by a small wall of many neat, new toys. Claire finally bucks Alexis off, who then lands onto Melody.

“Alexandra Vanhoover,” the goat-woman stands herself and the girl up, “just what is the meaning of this…?!”

“Shush-shush…” Alexis presses a hoof against the other’s face, moving it around, “We play now…”

“... Are you… slurring?” Melody removes her hand, “Alexis, sweetie, what were you all doing until now…?”

“We’re being funny… Claire’s gonna laugh, too…”

Speaking of, the pup still struggles to get her head free from the animatronic part; then Sarah grabs Seve and lifts him by the shirt.

“Go get ‘er, Seve…!”

Sarah chucks him-- straight into Jimmy, making the man fall back and kick his legs up. Seve bounces off him and arcs over the prize counter, crashing  into the wall’s shelves. The employee remains indifferent. A “Freddy bear” ascends toward the ceiling, before coming down toward Gerald: its arms stretch out and get ready to hug its target. Little Gerald catches it in a returned hug, laughing and nuzzling it.

“Fah-bah!”

Then, he sucks on the round ear of it. Claire scurries up the stairs and onto the stage, knocking over the performing bear, bird and bunny like dominoes. Finally, she's able to pry the yellowed Freddy head off with her paws-- just in time for Seve and Alexis to jump onto her head and shoulders. The kids don't understand why exactly the show has taken this turn, but they all cheer anyway. Sarah then tries to help the goats by throwing Jimmy on stage-- but she throws him onto the wall instead.

"Get 'er, Jimmy...!"

Garbage Grump decides to stick himself out from the nearby plastic bin.

"You call that wrestling? You goats couldn't even wrangle a worm that was taped down for ya-- with duct tape!"

"I'll wrangle you!"

Seve battle cries as he leaps from stage and headfirst into the bin. Garbage Grump retracts, causing the landing boy to kick his lower half’s legs outside the circular hole's lid. Jimmy finally peels off the wall and hits the stage, while Sarah climbs on and pins Claire down-- pushing on Alexis, also. The viewing children continue to cheer and chant, as two employees look at each other.

"Don't ya just loooovveee coming into work...?"

"Actually, freaks like this are why I do these sorts of jobs. You'd be amazed how much there is to laugh at; saves me money on entertainment, too."

"Well, aren't you lucky...?"

A woman then approaches, a little human-dog hybrid in her arms.

"Excuse me," she taps one of their shoulders, "I'd like to lodge a complaint..."

"We're sorry, Miss, but Fazbear Entertainment isn't responsible for festivities ruined by random yahoos that decide to make general asses of themselves-- even if they are wearing official Fazbear costume pieces or security outfits..."

"No, I'm not complaining about that," the woman holds up the boy she has, "I'm complaining because my son somehow got drunk from your Faz-Float Sundae!"

The employees look at each other, then the Chaotic Quintet... Well, if it was apparently contagious-- if it is the actual reason they've got ass-yahoos running around --then they need to visit the kitchen. They burst through the doors.

"Larry... How are you making Faz-Floats?"

The swaying man looks at them.

"I put the... soda in the ice crea-- no, the ice cream in the soda, so it can be all... 'floaty'..."

"Oh for the love-- are you drunk?!"

Larry sobs into his hands.

"I went to culinary school and college, only to become a ‘cook’ in a deadend job at some Chuck. E Cheese knockoff…!! Why the hell would I be sober?!”

“Uhh, seems to me that Larry got the beer and root beer mixed up…”

“Why do ‘kid’s places’ even need beer…?”

“Because kids themselves are stressful. Don’t get me started on what all that birthday stuff must be like…”

"Well, at least we have an answer to our 'guest stars' up on the stage..."

The two employees leave Larry to cry on the floor.

"I got a master's, dammit-- a master's...!!"

Unfortunately, other parents decided the Chaotic Quintet's antics were getting rather annoying and inconsiderate toward their childrens' special day... At the very least, it wasn’t a shared mentality: the kids seemed to appreciate the exciting change to Freddy's show and loved the slammed machines' malfunctioning ticket-dispensing. No counter prize would be left unclaimed-- or whatever prizes Seve didn't just wreck --no kid would be left without tokens or tickets, and all instantly became winners when that cheating claw machine broke open on the floor and spilled its contents. Even the kids inside the giant, widespread entanglement of a playset laughed and watched in delight. It didn't matter if it's the silly goats making two kids laugh with, "Ah ha, got you-- Oh wait, my bad..." each time they passed by; or Sarah dragging Jimmy behind her through the area, the two making everyone laugh with their banter.

"Sarah, may I remind you that I have a face under here...? You're grinding it..."

"You've also got hands and knees, but you're too lazy to use even them... How's about you be too lazy to use your mouth, too, just going all the way and stop being annoying...?"

"You 'go all the way,' straight to Albakerky!"

"Well, you're an Alba-Turkey!"

Jimmy gasps at the worst "slur" to ever be thrown.

"That's it, you vile... Chicken Offen-der! We go our separate ways!"

"Fine! You stink, anyway..."

The kids all giggle as Sarah releases his ankle and the man just pulls himself along the opposite path-- not bothering to lift his face and grind it himself. Eventually, Claire gets cornered by all four of her friends within a "dead end" portion.

"We got her now..." Sarah chuckles, "Grab 'er!"

They all dive into Claire, making the circular end of the playset detach and crash onto the ground. When they all crawl out, trying to steady themselves from both alcohol and fall, they're grabbed by the disgruntled adults they annoyed.

"That's it," a man roars, "we've had enough of you assholes wrecking everything! If the staff won't do anything about you, we will!"

Claire yelps, not wanting more "animatronics" to do her in. Before the rest of her quintet can do anything, Claire sends the adults scurrying in terror because of her wolfish ferocity: she dishes out a flurry of bitemarks and scratches, acting more like a frantic feline than a mutt who's only capable of snapping her jaws... Normally, Alexis could stop this without so much as a nip at her, or Sarah could stop this with a few scratches; but it's clear no one's going to stop the frantic wolf-girl like this. When released, Claire runs to the kitchen and is followed by her quintet. Larry still cries on the floor, as Claire scampers around and jumps out the window. Everyone else enters.

"Hey, where'd she go...?" Seve looks around, "G-Give it up, Claire, you're goin' in a suit...!"

"Maybe she went in here...?" Alexis walks over to the oven, "Claire, you silly girl, that's not a suit..."

She only needed to turn the knob, and the oven exploded: the fiery eruption sent the group flying through the ceiling and roof, before they landed in the parking lot. The smoking four then spot Claire catching her breath beside a car, then she spots them; the chase can only resume after. 

"Seve, everyone, wait a minute...!" Melody runs outside, "There's no need for all of this chaos...!"

Joseph runs outside, stopping alongside her and with little Gerald still in hoof.

"Melody, it's no use... that lot are far too under the influence to listen to a thing we say."

"But what do we do then?! My son is intoxicated, and his friends won't be any less of a magnet for danger...!"

"Well, perhaps there's someone we can rely on... Didn't that couple hand us that emergency number in case something happened to them?"

Thanks to Sarah and Jimmy's caution... and experience... Melody and Joseph had access to the proper help: one tall man and his trio of similarly named friends.

"Hello!" Ed answers his phone, "My name is Ed! I say so because I do not recognize your number."

"Uh, hi there..." Joseph responded, "So, the young lady who gave us this number claimed you were her brother and that you'd be among the more ideal people to call, should something happen regarding her...?"

"Is Baby Sister alright?!"

"Uh, I wouldn't exactly say she is, nor the rest of her crew... Including my step-son, sadly enough. They appear to have been fed something, uh, ‘inappropriate’ and are now at risk of causing mayhem in their... inebriated states?"

"Say no more, mysterious stranger! Where has Baby Sister and her friends gone?"

"Well, I can only say they're running loose out there..."

"Do not worry, Ed and friends shall save them-- and everyone else!"

Ed hangs up and jumps up from the couch he read a comic on.

"Ed, is everything alright?" Double Dee looks up from his standard book and chair, "What's all this discussion about 'saving others'?"

"Don't tell me you actually said something about Sarah..." Eddy sighs, looking up from his magazine and the floor, "Then again, it ain't like you call the mailman, 'Baby Sister'... What's the frog-mouthed brat and the rest of those idiots up to this time?"

"They have gone mad, and we must stop them!" Ed explains, "They are under some kind of 'influence.'"

"You mean they're parading around with disorganized thoughts and impaired alertness?!" Double Dee yelps, shooting up, "Oh, dear lord, we need to act immediately!!"

"Quick, call the police, the firemen--" Eddy bites his fingernails and also stands, "--call the stinkin' FBI!! Those guys can be trouble when they ain't all messed up in the head! ... Although, I'm pretty sure that Alexis kid is already crazy... But that just means we really are in deep trouble if they're all out of it!"

"Better idea, Eddy," Double Dee suggests, "we inform the rest of the Cul-De-Sac, as they're also far more familiar with our admittedly troublesome quintet."

"Well, quit standing around and help get 'em on the hunt for those whack jobs!"

"Do not worry, Baby Sister..." Ed proclaims, pointing to the sky, "We shall save you from yourselves!"

Double Dee sighs, "And, hopefully the entire town-- or what they haven't already decimated..."

[End Chapter]

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Yeah, they're not the "Chaotic Quintet" for no reason... Also, what are your own thoughts regarding Chuck E. Cheese controversies-- from the serving of alcohol, to the "recycled pizza" myth?

[glambots]

By the way, happy Holidays in advance!

Do the animatronics have their own festive celebrations once the pizzaplex is closed? Do they receive gifts or make gifts? You can choose the 4 characters you prefer for this. Thanks for all your hard work, I love what you do and I wish you everything you love for next year!

I'll do the Glams/band for this one!

🎩Glamrock Freddy + Holiday HCs:🎩

⭐Freddy is definitely the kind of guy to put gifts together by-hand--and they're usually filled with merchandise and vouchers of some kind. He'd love to give more "personal" gifts, but still, it's more about the sentiment behind the gift, rather than what's given...right? (He still really hopes you like it, though.)

⭐Almost everyone on the staff gets a "gift" from Freddy Fazbear for..."Fazmas." Though it's mostly a corporate issued gift card or voucher for the Plex itself. Gotta get that money cycling back into the arcade-economy! Freddy is aware of this tradition, though he feels a little awkward knowing the gifts didn't actually come from him.

⭐Aside from putting together gifts, Freddy spends most of his holidays responding to fanmail. When I say the man gets just about as many letters as Santa, I mean it. Not that he doesn't appreciate the cards and letters he gets! It can just be a bit...much. He only has so many shelves to display things on!

🍕Glamrock Chica + Holiday HCs:🍕

⭐Chica loves decorating. She absolutely lives for helping string up Fazmas lights all around the 'Plex. She'll even try to sneak up some mistletoe here and there if she can get away with it! (Which she can, usually until someone gets caught under it and then it gets taken away--killjoys!)

⭐Her gifts tend to be little bundles of candy, vouchers, and hand-made Fazmas cards. They're very basic, but she puts a lot of love and genuine care into each package. There are ribbons everywhere. Stickers. Glitter. Bows. She even swaps out her regular candy selection for more "holiday-themed" treats to give out.

⭐Honestly, out of the group, Chica is the most holiday-crazy. She'll spend hours looping holiday songs on repeat until either Roxy or Monty threaten to break her stereo if she doesn't play something else for the love of god please if they have to listen to "Jinglebell Rock" one more Got Dam time--

🐺Roxanne Wolf + Holiday HCs:🐺

⭐Being your resident "tsundere," it is up to Roxy to be the "Bah! Humbug" of the group. She's too cool for all this sappy Fazmas junk. Why get all excited over nothing? It's just another day. (She says, spending countless hours poring over what gifts to get her bandmates.) They better appreciate all she does for them!

⭐Still, that "Grinch-like" mentality is never shown around the fans. No need to ruin it for the little rockstars. Besides, she has to admit--she looks pretty good in-costume. But, like, when doesn't she? Not to mention, she gives Mariah Carey a run for her money when it comes to performing "All I Want For (Faz)mas!"

⭐Really, though, as much as she puts on an act in the face of "holiday spirit," Roxy is such a sucker for getting holidays cards. She might not get nearly as many as Freddy, obviously, but the ones she does get, she displays with complete and utter pride. And if anyone (Monty) makes a snide comment on it, she'll kick their ass!

🐊Montgomery Gator + Holiday HCs:🐊

⭐Compared to Roxy, Monty kind of flip-flops between trying to act too "cool" for the holiday hype, and being completely obvious about his love for the holidays. Because, who wouldn't be hype?! It's Fazmas, baby! Time to crack open some (non-alcoholic) eggnog and Jinglebell Rock-n-Roll!

⭐When it comes to character costumes, he's almost always cast as a reindeer of some sort. Mostly because the elf costumes won't fit on him, and corporate just has to have Freddy play Santa. Every. Year. No, he's not salty about it, not at all! Why would you think that? He says, drawing a mustache and horns on the nearest "Santa Paws" poster. Stupid, lucky bigshot bear...

⭐Monty's gifts are very...self-promotional. Usually vouchers to his own attractions, something with his autograph on it, and a Fazmas-themed "limited edition" Monty plush. And he fully expects you to love it, because why wouldn't you? Look at how cool his plush looks! Check out that autograph! And you get a chance to hang out with him even more! What's not to love?!

[fivenightsatfreddysfanfiction]

Afton-Herrera Moments 3

Gregory tapped the eraser end of his pencil against his desk as he frowned down at the papers in front of him. Homework was so boring to do, and some of it gave him a headache to focus on if he didn’t have something to fiddle with in one hand to keep him grounded. Still, it had to be done for school, if only to appease Vanessa. And if she didn’t get mad at him for not doing it, Cassie would and she’d get this tone of voice for scolding him that had Gregory want to hide under his desk like a damned coward.

How’d he survive all those months in Freddy’s and then get immediately cowed by his first human friend upon getting out? Kinda embarrassing.

“Hey, Freddy, can you help me with my history homework?” Gregory asked, looking over at the animatronic in his charging pod. Freddy’s ears wiggled as he smiled through the little glass window.

“Of course! I am quite well informed on many historical facts!” he declared cheerfully, “It is known that before bears became extinct, their primary source of nutrition was pizza. This is one of many Faz-Facts!”

Gregory stared at him incredulously for a moment before picking up his book and worksheet. “Um, on second thought, I think I’ll ask Vanessa. You’re still in need of recharging. And maybe a new history lesson, too,” he remarked with a soft laugh. Freddy seemed to consider his words and then nodded.

“My history facts database is likely out of date since I am no longer part of the Pizzaplex network, so I believe you are correct, superstar,” he agreed and smiled again, “Vanessa is an excellent choice for an alternate source of information.”

As much as Gregory loved Freddy, the bear was definitely messed up by Fazbear Entertainment to say the dumbest things sometimes. The sooner he could learn how to work the software for the animatronics, the sooner Gregory could fix him to sound less like a walking ad for pizza.

Heading downstairs, Gregory looked around for where Vanessa could be. Not the laundry room or kitchen, or outside in the yard. The den just had Alex relaxed on the couch, tapping away on his laptop. Only other place she could be would be her and Sydney’s room. Gregory grimaced as he drew close to the door. Did he really want to knock and check if she was there?

“Lucky for your mind state, she’s not in there,” Alex spoke up, making Gregory jump in surprise, “She and Sydney went out to see Vincent for her appointment.” Well, that didn’t sound good. Gregory frowned worriedly as he moved towards the couches and flopped back onto one, watching the younger Herrera still typing away.

“Is she gonna be okay?” he couldn’t help but ask. Alex huffed softly, eyes narrowing a little.

“Pretty sure she’ll be fine. Vincent’s a strong dude in the mind scape; dreams and memories are his specialty,” he replied and stopped typing to flex one hand, glaring at his palm. “He’s the one that burned up so much of Sydney’s Remnant, back when we were trying to take over new bodies for ourselves. So if there’s anything nasty lurking in Vanessa’s mind, Vincent will be able to drag it out and get rid of it.”

“You don’t look happy about that,” Gregory pointed out flatly and Alex rolled his eyes.

“It’s complicated. We were the bad guys back then and what he did is part of why Sydney has so much memory loss,” he grumbled, then flapped a hand in agitation, “But then Sydney was a victim of the Pizzaplex shit like you and Vanessa, and Vincent was the one who helped snap him out of the network control and then talked him into coming out of his coma. If I can go a day without thinking of the man or seeing him in any form, I call it a good one.”

Now Gregory rolled his eyes. So dramatic. “Well, since Vanessa ain’t here, can you help me with my homework instead?” he asked in exasperation, holding up his book and worksheet. “If I don’t get this done for tomorrow, the old bitch is gonna try and get me again.”

Alex narrowed his eyes at the boy. “How do you manage to piss off people so easily?” he returned incredulously.

“Natural born talent,” Gregory answered flatly, “You helping me or not?”

It didn’t take long for the two of them to be bent over the book and worksheet together, searching for answers to the homework questions in the text. Alex muttered complaints under his breath while Gregory carefully wrote out their findings in each box on the sheet. Apparently doing history homework was easier when getting help from someone who lived through part of it, no matter how much they griped about some events.

“Who the fuck told Freddy bears were extinct?” Alex demanded while Gregory carefully wrote out when some civilization was at its peak of influence. “Swear to god I’m just gonna drive down to Fitzgerald’s workshop and grab his copy of the Afton files just to get source code on this shit to fix his database.”

“Couldn’t we just hook a computer up to Freddy and look at him directly?” Gregory asked, blinking up Alex, “Unless this is like some weird way of saying you wanna hang out with Mr. Fitzgerald and Mr. Woods.” Alex just scowled at him, one hand splayed over his chest like he’d just been offended.

“What the hell makes you think I wanna spend any time around Fitzgerald?! We’re sworn and hated rivals!” he declared.

“He likes lemon cookies,” Gregory replied and waited while Alex scowled harder at the coffee table. He didn’t have to wait very long.

“There’s no guarantee that if I make any to take over there as a bribe to get those files that I won’t have laced that shit with poison,” Alex finally said dryly, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at Gregory, who just grinned cheekily back at him.

“No guarantee that I won’t eat some when I’m there, and if anything happens to me Vanessa will kick your ass and Sydney won’t stop her,” he said brightly and Alex scowled again.

“You’re a little asshole, you know that?” he pointed out and Gregory shrugged in indifference.

“Maybe, but I’ll be an asshole with lemon cookies, so I still win,” he remarked and laughed at Alex just facepalming with a groan. This was fun; he got his homework done and he had some fun poking at Alex and maybe nudging him to making nice with Mr. Fitzgerald. Was this what it was like to have a brother to annoy? Seeing Alex do it to Sydney kinda made Gregory wonder if it was okay to try it himself and it was weirdly nice.

Heavy and measured thumps sounded nearby and Gregory turned his head to see Freddy carefully make his way downstairs. The recharge cycle must have finished now. “Did you get your homework done, Gregory?” he asked, leaning over a little to scan the worksheet.

“Yeah. Vanessa and Sydney were out but Alex helped me a lot,” Gregory told him and grinned at the young man, “Thanks!”

Alex just gave him an odd look, as if he wasn’t used to hearing someone thank him for something so small. “Sure, no problem,” he finally said slowly.

“Ah, if they are not here, then I will get started on making dinner so it will be ready by the time they return,” Freddy decided cheerfully, “Good work, you two! Siblings should be able to get along and help one another when in need!” He nodded decisively at his own words before making his way to the kitchen. Pizza for dinner, then.

Gregory tilted his head at Freddy’s words before looking up to see Alex’s reaction. He looked strange, eyes fixed on his laptop on the coffee table that he had closed to help Gregory with his homework. Did something happen with it that Freddy reminded him about? The database code stuff maybe?

“Don’t pay too much attention to what Freddy says, if you don’t like it,” Gregory offered weakly. Maybe Alex didn’t want to feel like a sibling to someone other than his brother?

“Nah, it’s fine,” Alex replied with a thin smile, “I didn’t realize we looked like siblings doing this stuff together. Never been in the position of the older sibling, y’know? Just something else on my mind, about being there for a sibling in need of help.” He sighed and shook his head before giving Gregory a more genuine grin. “But that’s something for me to worry about, not a punk kid like you. If you wanted me to bake something, just say so!”

“Hey, you made cupcakes cuz you met some mystery goal you didn’t wanna tell us about,” Gregory pointed out, “Not my fault they were good cupcakes! How come you never said you were good at baking stuff?!”

“Past life stuff,” Alex told him and Gregory made a face.

“Man, how come you and Sydney get cool past life skills? That’s not fair! I want past life skills too!” he complained. Alex just laughed at him, reaching out to poke him in the forehead.

“You’d have to actually have a past life to start with, wey,” he teased, “Not everybody gets to be a reincarnation of somebody who had their Remnant fucked with.”

“Well, that Afton lady messed with it in this life, so does that mean I’ll reincarnate and give future me my skills?” Gregory reasoned out, eyes wide with eagerness. Alex shrugged at him with an amused smile.

“Sure, why not? Then future you will have all the skills of being a pain in the ass and an asshole,” he declared and laughed at Gregory’s victory fistpump.

Excellent; he managed to distract Alex from whatever was making him look so down about what Freddy said. Gregory had this sibling thing nailed easy.

[angelofrainfrogs]

Spend the Night: Ch. 15

~Coauthored by @zeitghest~

Fandom(s): Five Nights At Freddy’s: Security Breach

Description: The familiar melody of Grandfather’s Clock chimes through the echoing halls of the Pizzaplex…

Charlie wakes up in her Puppet’s vessel yet again with one goal in mind: to stop William Afton’s reign of terror for good. She enlists the help of Glamrock Freddy, the emphatic leader of the newest iteration of the Fazbear Band. But there seems to be more to this bear than meets the eye—and the same goes for the mysteriously familiar kid the duo find tinkering with animatronics down in Parts & Service.

With some help from friends new and old, Charlie’s journey into the bowels of the Pizzaplex will unravel mysteries none of them ever expected. 

Rating: T

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The night's not over yet You can't escape me You really can't forget You can't escape me The party's just begun You can't escape me You can try, that just makes things more fun!

~You Can’t Escape Me by Dagames~

Together they would reminisce, the old ghosts regaling Freddy of their childhood misadventures until Gregory begun to stir from his nap. When he realized he’d fallen asleep for a few hours, he shot up and glanced around.

“Morning, sunshine,” Charlie told him, attempting to placate with a firm hand on his back. “It's almost 6, buddy...”

With dawn, it was time to discuss the elephant in the room. What was best for Gregory moving forward?

Luckily, Freddy had been thinking through a plan while the others spun their tales. He held Gregory securely as the boy’s heart rate calmed down once he realized he was safe and sound with his protectors.

“Good morning, superstar; do not worry, I have an idea of how to get through the dayshift.” Freddy’s gaze moved between Michael and Charlie as he explained. “There is a fair chance the Pizzaplex will be closed due to the other animatronics being in such a distressed state. In these cases, we are confined to our rooms. Since there are no guests to entertain, there is no need for us to walk around; the only times we are taken out are for routine maintenance.”

He looked around the security office for a moment, letting out a small sigh.

“Ideally we could stay here, but I know that this office is used by dayshift staff… so I think the best thing would be to move our base temporarily to my room,” Freddy continued. “We will keep the curtains shut and stay quiet, and if anyone comes by you three can hide in the back storage area. Charlie and Gregory can fit in the storage lockers, and Michael—” He gave the fox an apologetic sort of smile. “It is not a perfect spot, but your best bet would be to stand in my charging station and cover the window with your cloak.”

Everyone took a moment to think about this idea. Nothing could guarantee Gregory’s safety from other animatronics as much as being in the security office, but… maybe things would be different during the day. Hopefully they’d be less ravenous for human children, at the very least.

“I think that’s the best idea we have,” Michael eventually agreed. “We should probably pick up some food and water for Gregory soon, though—we definitely don’t want to be wandering around for any reason.”

Gregory was going to ask for another bag of Toxic Gummy Bunnies, though his favorite sour-candy may have been ruined by the thoughts of those gummies wanting to inject him with an odd, purple liquid.

“Can I have pizza for breakfast?” he asked, knowing it probably had more substance than the bags full of candy and Fizzy Faz he'd been subsisting on for the past week. He thought about the state of his teeth because of it as well. There was a gross film of plaque that had caked his back molars, and overall Gregory needed water.

After looking to the clock, Charlie reckoned the employees would be coming in soon but there was enough time to fetch their human ward some grub. She’d never complain when it came to food. And anyway, the Fazbear industry was a known death trap. So why shouldn't the food slowly kill you, too?

“Normally I would discourage such a meal first thing in the day, but I believe we can make an exception,” Freddy remarked, giving Gregory a little squeeze before standing to take his hand. “Let us stop by the Faz Pad; it is the closest restaurant and will have the most options.”

“The coast looks clear,” Michael said, scanning the multitude of camera feeds as he slowly got to his feet, tugging Charlie with him. “We’re right behind you guys.”

Gregory had been somewhat cranky. Not outwardly mean to his caregivers but certainly fidgety. It seemed he wasn't a big fan of mornings and was still adjusting from last night’s horror-fest. He was good for them though, and held onto Freddy's hand as they roamed through the very quiet Pizzaplex as morning light shined in.

All was quiet again. The oppressive air from last night had been lifted, in its place a tranquility that one only knew of after hours of relentless chasing. The Faz Pad's automatic lights were on as they arrived. S.T.A.F.F. bots moved slowly around counters and tables to disinfect and clean their surfaces, practically ignoring the four of them aside from occasionally being in their way. Gregory was happy he could sit relatively unguarded at one of stools set up by the pink neon counter as he scanned the menu.

“Let’s see… what’s good to eat in this place?” Michael asked, ignoring the pained creak of metal under his weight as he slid into the stool next to Gregory’s. Freddy was in the back gathering pizza, water, and anything else he thought Gregory might need for the long day ahead, leaving Mike and Charlie to keep watch and entertain said kid. Michael looked over the menu, his eyes widening at all the options.

“Oh, what I wouldn’t give for a burger and side of chips…,” he murmured, knowing he’d be drooling at the colorful pictures of greasy food if he could. He chuckled, turning to Charlie who was stationed near the entrance. “Hey, remember that time we went to the local dinner with our siblings and just got a huge bucket? The five of us demolished that thing in like thirty minutes!”

Mike continued to snicker as he turned back to the counter. “I swear I was wiping grease off my fingers for days after that…”

Charlie stopped her stalwart watch to glance towards her friends, noting Gregory’s particular look of interest. Charlie must’ve been around his age when they took that trip to their local 24-hour diner. She leaned in on her hands and laughed. “Dude, I was so bloated. I don't think I've ever found another place that oils their fries like that!”

As Gregory listened to their insider story, he wondered if he closed his eyes he could imagine what they looked like. He’d seen Michael's ghost, so that was easier to picture even it'd only been a split-second view. It was much harder to put a name to a face when it came to Charlie. 

“I think if I could eat, I'd go back there and down a whole bucket myself!” she mused. It was worth the acne she’d gotten for sure, though that was another time she swore Evan was going to puke. “Remember how Lizzie still ordered ice cream after?”

“I swear that girl had a second stomach for the stuff.” Michael shook his head, the grin on his face still prominent. “But that was fine with me—Evan and I much preferred ice pops. Swore by the blue ones.” He let out a snort, remembering an anecdote from earlier. “Well, until he ate too many; then he decided he liked the red ones instead and stole all mine…”

Michael huffed, though it was full of more brotherly affection than annoyance. He looked at Gregory, lightly tapping the desserts section of the laminated menu. “Anyway, what kind of kid are you, Gregory—an ice cream kid or an ice pop one?”

It was a summer ritual for the Afton boys, Charlie noticed. Every night after dinner Mike would grab popsicles for him and Evan without fail. As soon as the air was warm and humid, that was when Mr. Afton’s fridge was stockpiled with boxes of the stuff.

Gregory had been asked a good question. What did he prefer? As he glanced away in search of an answer, a cake trapped beneath a glass case caught his eye. With an instantly watering mouth he remembered the best dessert he ever had.

“Does ice cream cake count?” He answered with a question, which had Charlie placing her hands on her head.

“I totally forgot about ice cream cake—” she said as if new avenues were suddenly open to them.

“—with blue icing.” Gregory decided, as if he was some kind of icing connoisseur.

“Oh yeah, ice cream and cake, all in one?” Michael gave an approving nod. “That’s definitely the best. They’ve got to serve that somewhere in this huge place, right…?”

“Not in this location, but they do have a variety of options in Chica’s bakery upstairs,” Freddy replied, finally coming out of the kitchen. In his hands was a box pizza, and hung over his left wrist was a plastic bag full of drinks and other assorted snacks. He shuffled out from behind the counter and started for the door, speaking over his shoulder. “Come on, let us hurry back to my room; I can show you everything I picked out when we are there and Gregory can finally eat.”

Michael hopped off the bar stool, wincing as he heard the metal squeak again—he felt sorry for the next person to sit there because he had a feeling he probably broke down the integrity of the seat quite a bit…

Gregory was definitely going to need a dentist when he got out. All those breakfast Fizzy Faz's were about to reduce his teeth to carbon ash by the time he turned sixteen. Still, he was pretty stoked to try the Roxy flavor that he peeked at from inside the takeout bag. He seemed to have a bit more energy and hopped off his stool with a grin.

“You guys excited for pizza?!” Gregory said, so overtaken by the greasy delight he forgot he’d been spending time with things that realistically couldn't—or shouldn't—try to eat.

“Uh... For sure, little dude!” Charlie replied, hating to burst Gregory's bubble. It certainly didn't hurt to pretend for a moment that she could.

“Am I excited for pizza? Hel—Heck yes. Should I be excited? ...Probably not so much.” Mike decided to take a slightly more realistic approach when answering, though he made a point to avoid outright saying “no.” Would he actually put a piece of cheese, mystery meat, and tomato-topped dough in Foxy's mouth if Gregory offered it to him?

...Yes, if only to stop the look of disappointed realization that was spreading across the boy's face.

“You've just got to eat extra slices for Charlie and I, alright?” Michael added, holding out his paw for Gregory to take as they walked. He leaned down to murmur conspiratorially in his ear. “And also make sure to drink an extra Fizzy Faz for me when Freddy's not looking, okay?”

“I heard that, Michael,” Freddy said, not even bothering to turn around, though his tone indicated that he wasn't actually annoyed—he knew Michael was just trying to cheer Gregory up. Although, he wouldn't put it past the fox to help Gregory follow through on his suggestion.

Hmm... Freddy would have to keep an eye on those two when they paired up so they didn't get into more trouble, no matter how innocent.

This would make Gregory burst into a snicker, happily grasping onto Michael's paw. With his free hand, he mimicked zipping up his lips, silently telling Mike he'll keep the secret before shushing him, as if he was already blowing their cover. The sight made Charlie laugh as she got the door for the four of them.

She could see it now—the trend of bad decisions when they were unsupervised would continue to grow. How long would it be before Charlie got sucked into their antics?

At least the two of them meant well, she thought as they spilled into the mall again. Morning sunlight came through the atrium windows, basking the hall in a muted orange glow.

“Hey, look guys—Moon won't be able to bother us anymore.”

Gregory rolled his eyes. Moon...

“Eh, he was afraid of flashlights. He can come back when he scratches a hole in my cheek,” the boy replied in a jaded manner, touching the bandage on his face.

“I wonder if Sun would ever un-ban you from the Daycare,” Michael thought aloud, though he quickly grimaced as he remembered their prior visit. He'd still been stuck inside the Freddy then, and had to watch helplessly through his eyes as Gregory and Charlie were chased around like crazy by Sun's alter ego. “...Not that I necessarily want to go back anytime soon.”

“I think once we get this virus cleared up, Sun will be quite amiable to letting Gregory back in,” Freddy replied with a soft chuckle.

It didn't take long for the group to reach Freddy's room, and after checking to make sure the door was locked and the curtains still tightly closed, the bear set the pizza down on the coffee table in front of the couch. It was shaped like a star, which was great for the aesthetic but horrible in terms of practicality, as it was only able to fit the pizza box and nothing else. So, Freddy simply emptied the contents of the plastic bag onto the floor, laying everything out for Gregory to examine. Along with a whole bunch of napkins, Freddy had grabbed three bottles of water and one of each Fizzy Faz flavor, as well as a few assorted bags of chips and a pre-made PB&J sandwich, if only for Gregory to have something minutely healthier than pizza for one meal.

“Thanks for the grub, Dad!” Gregory made sure to say, sliding towards the table fast as he reached for a handful of napkin.

Charlie had gone to the window, drawing the curtains tighter than before. When she turned around, it was to see the kid scarfing down the pizza fervently. “Dude, slow down!”

She laughed, deciding to pick him up and get him situated on the couch. He wouldn't answer now that he was eating a warm meal, though he didn't seem to complain in the slightest about being relocated.

“You're going to inhale that whole pizza without even tasting it,” she warned. Fazbear's pizza had always been suspicious with its ingredients, but she remembered inhaling the unhealthy slab of grease and cheese the same way. She couldn't forget the look Henry gave her that one time she told Mike that her and Sammy witnessed their fathers put a little something extra in the sauce. He claimed that the customers came back because it was good all on its own after scolding her lightly for the silly lie.

“Yes, save some for later, superstar—we must make this food last until the dayshift staff leaves,” Freddy said gently, though he couldn't help but chuckle at Gregory's clear excitement. It warmed his mechanical heart to see him happy and enjoying something for once.

Michael had settled himself on the floor, curious to examine these infamous Fizzy Faz drinks now that he had them all laid out. They were... interesting, to say the least. Orange soda was the most standard, and Mike found it ironic that this was Freddy's brand—a classic flavor to match a classic character. Grape wasn't too bad either, though the concept of carbonated pink lemonade and sour lime was something Michael couldn't quite imagine. He'd have to ask Gregory to describe what exactly these things tasted like the next time he tried one.

“If I eat one slice an hour, I'll be able to last to night shift.” Gregory said, thinking about how he'd portion his slices in advance. He even decided the peanut butter and jelly were to be an auxiliary snack. There would be no need to stress about another food run for him, at least for today.

Meanwhile, Charlie was thinking about how she would give a limb to taste what the orange soda was like. She remembered the orange creamsicle fountain drink at the diner and hoped that someone in this company had the sense to make it similar. Though even if it was new, she wouldn't complain. To be able to taste any kind of soda would be amazing.

As if he read her mind, Gregory looked to Michael, swallowing a lump of pizza to ask him, “Could you pass me the orange one please?”, bouncing slightly when Charlie decided to crash onto the couch next to him.

“Ready?” Mike met Gregory's gaze as he picked up the can, throwing it experimentally into the air and catching it with his paw. Upon Gregory's nod, Michael tossed the drink in an expert arc that fell perfectly into the boy's waiting hands. The fox blinked, surprised that it'd actually worked—he half expected the soda to bean the kid in the head if Charlie's reflexes didn't kick in fast enough to stop it. “Whoa... guess that was some internal precision-based programming kicking in.”

Gregory opened the can, its cracking noise followed by a light spray of the soft drink. It made Charlie raise her arms as the sugary spritz of orange soda splashed her slightly. It wasn't a big deal, she had been covered in worse over the years. But Gregory still sent her an apologetic look before taking a sip.

While the soda situation was being addressed, Freddy moved to the window, leaning as close as he could without jostling the curtains too much. There were definitely people outside now, their tired chatter heard mutely through the glass. Freddy looked back to the group and pressed a finger over his mouth, signaling for them to lower their voices.

“The glass is thick so we do not have to be completely silent unless we hear someone right outside, but we should still speak in a whisper just to be safe,” the bear informed them in the exact sort of hushed tone he wanted the others to use.

Outside's morning crew looked somewhat baffled at the state they found Chica in. Judging by the body language as she sat by a planter, head in her hands, it appeared they were scolding her. None of the Glamrocks should've been out of their rooms, yet Chica appeared to be covered in pizza grease and scuff marks galore. Worst of all, when she tried to explain herself she couldn't even remember how she’d gotten all the way back to the main stage!

“Are they going to arrest her?” Gregory asked, as the day shift's blue-buttoned shirts sort of reminded him of a mall cops. He was just barely able to peer past Freddy through the curtains, mostly hidden behind the bear's leg. “If they can, they should.”

“No, they are not going to arrest her,” Freddy replied, shooing Gregory back so he wouldn't be seen by passing employees. “They will likely take her to Parts & Service once they finish lecturing her for getting so damaged, and then they will—”

Freddy cut himself off, eyes widening as a thought struck him. Finding one animatronic dirty and damaged could be chalked up to a malfunction specific to that character alone. But if they found Roxy—or worse, Monty—in similar states... 

“Freddy, what's wrong?” Mike asked, coming up to the window and pushing Gregory even further back into the room. As Michael watched he saw one of the staff members gathered around Chica suddenly break off and head right for their position. “Shit!”

“Language, Michael!” Freddy chided, quickly pulling the curtain closed and turning to face the others. “You must hide now—I think I am about to be taken to Parts & Service with the rest of the animatronics. Hopefully they will let me go if they see that nothing major is wrong with me, but please lock the door after I leave and stay hidden in the back until I return.”

“Should we take the pizza?!” asked Gregory in a hurried voice. He threw his slice into the box and managed to close it before Charlie could wrap her hands around him and lift him off the ground.

“Forget the pizza! Mike, get the door. Let's get you to the recharge station—” Heading for the backrooms, the three of them fled as a girl with tanned skin and curly red hair knocked at Freddy's door.

Mike followed Charlie's instructions, shutting the door to the backroom just as he heard the knock. In mild panic mode, when Puppet handed off the kid he instinctively pulled Gregory possible inside the recharge station, apologizing for the constricting space. Mike hadn’t been in one after obtaining his new body, his ghostly soul enough to keep Foxy working without regard for battery power. The electrical whirring that auto-started when he closed the pod door made him jump at first, although his body did connect and began to fill his apparently-depleted battery. It was a weird sensation, but also relaxing in a strange way. He wondered if the Glamrocks enjoyed their small breaks away from the world in these things—he sure would if he was a normal robot.

Satisfied that Gregory was hidden despite the unconventional spot, Charlie gave the boys two thumbs up from outside the charging station and carefully climbed one of the many shelving units, slotting herself in a darkened corner.

Gregory hadn’t been fussy about being haphazardly shoved into the charging pod with Michael. It may have been boring, but Foxy’s peg leg gave him more range of motion to move with. Freddy was just bulky enough that Gregory knew staying in the pods for too long even without being in his stomach compartment would feel claustrophobic fast.

***

The knock was easy going and patient, the voice behind it muffled by thick metal. “Mornin', Freddy! You awake?”

“Good morning!” Freddy replied, setting his face into its default smile. Opening the door, he was relieved to see who it was—though barely starting the job a week ago, this girl had already cemented herself between humans and robots alike as one of the nicest employees by a mile. “It is nice to see you; how are you today?”

The short, kindly security guard outside had an odd name. Or, it’d be more accurate to say that her nametag was strange, reading: “Soapie.” Her first order of business was to give Freddy an ocular pat down. She already knew he’d been out of his room that day from the dirt on his legs, but the thing that stuck out to her most were his hands.

Those green and purple claws did not belong to Freddy Fazbear…

“Hey, big guy!” Soapie replied, knowing she’d get more cooperation from the ursine robot by being as sweet as honey. Her curls bounced as she glanced inside the room, noting some snacks scattered around the table. Yet another odd thing—not only should Freddy be free of dirt, his room shouldn’t have a mess within either. He’d been out of commission and barred from visitors due to his concert malfunction, so he most definitely hadn't had Meet & Greets since a few days ago.

“Looks like you had a big night too, huh?” she finally concluded, her eyes roaming back to those hands. With a sickening twist in the pit of her stomach, the guard finally realized exactly who those claws belonged to: Monty—who’d been missing all morning.

Darn. In the scatter of making sure the others were safe, Freddy had completely forgotten about his new set of appendages. So much for convincing the staff there was nothing wrong with him…

“Ah… yes,” Freddy admitted, looking apologetic as he sheepishly clasped Monty’s hands behind his back. He certainly wasn’t going to tell this woman all the details, though—not without some heavy editing on his part.

“Things were a bit… strange last night. The other animatronics were not acting like themselves—have you gotten an opportunity to speak with them, by any chance?” He paused, tilting his head in concern. “Or perhaps Officer Vanessa? She seemed quite under the weather as well—has she made contact with anyone this morning?”

Soapie let out a whispery laugh, crossing her arms as she nodded, softly interrogating the bear as she decided to answer his questions. “Yeah, we kinda gathered that. We found Roxy at the raceway—you know, as per usual. I just spoke to Ness over the radio, and she was telling me she had issues corralling you all. You know how understaffing at night goes…”

Though she hadn’t actually seen her boss yet, Soapie wasn’t worried. Most of the nights here were fairly calm, although there was a clearly a programming bug going around that seemed to be infecting the robots like a kid with a cold.  

“I found Chica with a torn up pizza box in her stomach hatch. Can you believe that?” asked the guard, who seemed to have nothing but genuine concern for the programmed personalities. With a smile, she stepped out of the way for Freddy to exit. “Don’t worry though, we’re going to take everyone to Parts & Service for a quick tune up and shine—you included, Fredbear.”

Soapie had made it seem like a suggestion, when in reality Vanessa wanted her and the others to gather the band together asap.

“Of course,” Freddy agreed, following obediently. At least if he was gone, staff should have no reason to go into his room—hopefully the others would be safe and sound until he returned.

He allowed the young woman to take the lead, musing on whet she’d said as he followed behind. So “Vanessa” was back this morning—Freddy had been worried that William’s influence was now infecting her 24/7, but that didn’t seem to be the case. He couldn’t confirm this unless he actually saw her, of course, but he had a feeling “Vanny” couldn’t keep up the ruse of being her opposite persona for more than a few seconds.

They caught up to Chica just as her lecture was coming to an end. Freddy watched her closely for signs of the crazed animatronic he’d seen last night, but as she spotted him he could tell that the bright, happy light in her eyes was the same as it should be.

The poor chicken even seemed embarrassed. Chica was as much a rebel as Roxy at times when it came to coming and leaving her room. But she’d never overdone it like she had last night, and with them finding pizza boxes swallowed and shoved inside her chest cavity, she’d been given a rather stern talking to.

On her radio, Soapie called in to her boss. “Hey, Ness. I’ve got Chica and Freddy; taking them to the service elevator now. Over.”

Giving the two robotic friends a wide smile, she told Chica: “Come on, no long faces okay? We’re just gonna go to Parts & Service, ask some questions, then get you guys cleaned up.” It seemed that they believed so wholly in the software issue that no punishments would be doled out today.

“I just wished I remembered…” Chica sighed, managing to smile when she saw Freddy, despite her surprise at the state of the normally-composed bear. With his hands conveniently kept out of her sightline, she had no reason to question the green claws. “You too, Fred?”

“Unfortunately so,” Freddy said, hanging his head in mock shame. Chica’s words rang heavy in his ears. He knew they got temporary amnesia when Gregory moved out of sight after they’d spotted him, but to not recall any of their actions last night was quite a feat. Freddy quickly realized that if he wanted to get through this situation in one piece, he’d best play along.

“My recollection of the night is unclear—I believe there is an issue with my memory banks,” the bear added with a frown. He looked at Chica with eyes full of confusion, hoping she’d believe him in his distress—the anxiety was real alright, but the cause of it was wherein Freddy’s fib lied. “Do you remember anything that happened?”

Chica seemed to feel a great deal of sympathy in that moment. It was scary not knowing what you were up to. However, the excitable chicken was programmed specifically to be one of the most uplifting animatronics around. Nothing bad ever lasts forever, and she was determined to prove it!

“Don’t worry, Freddy! They’re going to fix us up—we’ll be back playing concerts in no time!” Chica assured. Unfortunately, at Freddy’s question she drew a blank. It was terrible; just like every night this week her memory was going bad.

“Uh… I think I ran into a Foxy cardboard cutout and had a mini freak-out. Other than that? Nothin’!” Chica let out a small, genuine laugh. It’s not as if she could imagine herself doing anything crazy like hunting down people like some apex predator. There was no need to be so morose. “It’s just kinda embarrassing. Apparently I ate a bunch of pizza last night, box and all. I’ve gotta go get my endo scraped again…”

The security guard that led them into an unlocked service elevator patted her arm. It must be torturous to be designed with an endless love of food, yet unable to consume it.

“We’ll get you nice and clean for the kids next week,” she dutifully assured as their descent began. At Freddy’s questioning gaze, she cleared her throat and scratched the side of her face. “I’ve got a feeling the Big Boss is going to close us down for a few days; there’s a lot of weird stuff going on, and with him at that huge stakeholders meeting and not here to manage it all, he’s probably losing his mind.”

“Ah. That makes sense.” Freddy offered a tiny smile as the elevator began to move. “That is probably for the best until we can sort all of these odd bugs out.”

Looking to Chica, his face softened. This was the bird he knew—positive and optimistic. Freddy wanted to reach out and comfort her as well, but she hadn’t seemed to notice Monty’s claws yet and he did not want to bring any extra attention to them.

Speaking of which… the guard hadn’t said anything about actually finding Monty, only Chica and Roxy. He’d been in such a sorry state, it was impossible for them not to locate spare parts chopped on that little stage. Hopefully Freddy could get out of there before the gator caught sight of his claws; the bear was still trying to figure out a way to explain them to the technicians, although it seemed like amnesia was going to be the best route for most of this.

Freddy gave a soft laugh, not wanting the others to grow concerned if he got lost in his thoughts too long. While Freddy had the tendency to “think” the most out of all the Glamrocks, it was because he’d been designed as the most protective and logical of the group—as the leader of the band, it was his duty to keep the others in check. He could get away with pausing while his “systems” figured out how to respond or what to do next, but there was an unspoken time limit to this that would be cause for alarm if he continually overstepped it.

“Those life-size cutouts can be jarring; I sometimes come upon one rounding a corner and am surprised when they do not answer me back!” the bear said in response to Chica’s earlier comment, trying to add his own levity to the situation. She’d clearly run into Michael last night, which the fox in question neglected to tell them about. Although, with the William incident likely occurring right afterwards, Freddy couldn’t blame him for forgetting such a comparatively small detail.

Chica let out a sigh. “I'm so glad I'm not the only one! Roxy's lucky she doesn't have that problem. I wonder if Monty gets spooked… We'll have to ask him when we see him.”

The nice security guard, who’d been casually listening to their easygoing dialogue with interest, quirked her brows just slightly. The change in her face was minute, clearly not meant to cause worry.

“That reminds me, uh—” Soapie reached for her walkie, murmuring into the receiver. “Hey, Ness? We're en route for Parts & Services. Did you find Montgomery yet?”

Impatient for an answer, she drummed her fingers over the back of the plastic communication device. He’d been missing from the get go, which was odd for an animatronic, and even stranger for the biggest in the Glamrock band. Adding in every light completely busted in Monty's room, she had a bad feeling right from the start.

Static issued from the walkie for a few seconds, before the telltale beep of the receiver. There was a bit of fumbling before Vanessa’s voice issued forth, sounding a bit far away.

“Ugh, stupid fuckin’—” More shuffling, then her voice came though as loud and clear as the walkie would allow. “Okay—hello? Can you hear me?”

Upon Soapie’s confirmation, Vanessa let out a sigh. Her voice was tired, the exhaustion of the night obviously taking its toll. Something definitely went down… even if Ness didn’t remember 90% of it. If the animatronics weren’t enough proof, her broken wrist surely was.

“So, uh… Monty.” Vanessa paused, her finger still holding the mic down, and the faint sounds of the golf course could be heard in the background. She’d been actively looking for the gator when her coworker called. “We… kind of found him. This is gonna sound really weird but… we found his lower half. I don’t know what the fuck he got up to last night, but it seems like he fell off the catwalks, hit a beam, and got snapped in two.” She paused to grimace, her eyes roaming over the long path he’d taken in his fall. “Thing is, though, his upper torso’s still MIA. We’ve looked everywhere and it’s just… gone.”

Freddy’s eyes widened, but he managed to keep the full-body startle response in check. He couldn’t seem too emotional, even though Vanessa’s statement made him very, very nervous.

Had William taken Monty’s body? If so—why? And why not the whole thing?

Yet again, there were too many questions and not enough answers.

The dayshift guard stepped out of the lift, listening to Vanessa with furrowed brows. That hadn’t been the answer she expected at all, and frankly the fact that even happened to Monty stressed her out. It was going to come out of someone’s paycheck if they didn’t resolve the issue by the time the boss rolled back into the office. Soapie gripped her hair, a self-soothing tactic, only to find Chica in much dire straits over her friend.

“Monty fell?!” the bird gasped, rhetorically questioning the information presented to her. “W—What? Where could the rest of him be?”

Chica leaned against the lift walls as she tried to look past the shock. What had startled her further was Freddy’s lack of concerned reaction. She noted it from the corner of her eye.

“Isn’t that just awful, Fred?” she asked, the concern for both him and Monty apparent.

“Chica, look at me—relax. You’re gonna overheat your circuits. We’ll find the rest of him!” Soapie promised. She wasn’t about to let 500 whole pounds of animatronic tech go missing like that. Monty probably just… crawled off somewhere. Those Glamrocks were designed to keep working even if they were nothing more than a severed head.

Freddy’s arms were once again clasped behind his back as he offered Chica a reassuring smile. His eyes still held concern, though he didn’t want to make Chica more worried than she already was. His goal was to comfort her as best he could, like good friends were supposed to do.

“I am sure Monty will be alright,” the bear said, voice calm and measured. “You know him—he is very resilient.”

Apparently more so than any of us realized, he thought. Where in the world could that gator be?

“He will turn up soon enough,” Freddy continued aloud, moving closer to gently bump shoulders with his bird friend. In normal circumstances, this is when he’d pull her into a hug—in general, Chica appreciated more physical affection than the others, but especially when something went wrong. For now, the nudge would have to do. Freddy was really regretting getting these upgraded claws; they’d been nothing but trouble from the get-go.

Chica might have amnesia from the night shift, but she would absolutely remember the way Freddy was acting. While it was comforting to hear his words of assurance, Chica could just tell something was off.

It's a programming bug; he's had it since yesterday night, she told herself, trying not to dwell on the negatives. When they find Monty, maybe he'll know something. Chica held her arms in a self-hug as they walked into the frankly messy Parts & Service room.

“You party animals really tore the place up last night,” Soapie remarked with a snort, noting how Roxy actually listened to her for once and stayed inside the repair cylinder. She wasn’t one to scold the funny animatronic creatures. It's not as if their AI was capable of taking those criticisms to heart, she always figured.

Roxy sat, trapped in a case of her own ennui. Her claws rapped impatiently against the chair, but she perked up instantly upon seeing her friends and flashed them a razor-sharp smile.

“Man, you guys took your sweet time!” Roxy playfully chided. She’d already been scrubbed clean, though the dents in her casing were apparent in the bright fluorescent lighting.

Seeing Roxy cleaned off and looking much closer to her normal self gave Freddy a hesitant sense of relief. Yes, she was littered with dents and he was certain the virus still lingered in the back of her mind, waiting for the perfect time to reactivate… but for now, it seemed like she was okay.

“Hello, Roxy!” Freddy greeted brightly, inclining his head in lieu of waving. He could feel Chica’s eyes on him, watching him like a hawk. She could tell something was wrong, that much was obvious, but Freddy just hoped she chalked it up to a system-wide issue they were all going through. Freddy stepped up the cylinder, looking through the glass to where Roxy sat in the chair.

“I hear they caught you in the racetrack again,” he said with a light chuckle. Usually she’d either be in the beauty salon primping herself to perfection or practicing her skills on the raceway, both of which caused her to lose track of time, get caught by dayshift staff, and reprimanded for leaving her room.

Freddy wished it had been another one of those situations. Only he was aware of her true goal last night of hunting down a lost child.

Roxy laughed in response. She inclined her head, freshly-groomed mane bouncing as she rolled her eyes.

“If only I could live at the raceway. It's meant to be—I don't even remember getting down there!” she replied with a dreamy sigh.

One day she'd convince them to let her room be inside the actual attraction. Sometimes it was easy for the Glamrocks to forget they weren't actually rockstars with people willing to give them whatever they wanted with nary a snap of their brightly painted, metallic claws. They were mascots to a franchise, owned by a single human man and his band of shadowed shareholders. It was more convenient for the consuming masses to go where all the robots could be seen one right after another.

Chica sat down on the chair, close to Roxy but avoiding touching her for fear of greasing her up by accident.

“You'd run up the electricity bill again if they let you sleep there!” Chica laughed, making Roxy smile.

“Hey, you still there?” Vanessa’s voice crackled through the walkie. “I’m coming down to Parts & Service now with what we’ve got; I’ll be there in about 10 minutes.”

“Copy that! I'm with the others.” The dayshift guard walked away to answer her boss, giving the robots some room to have their own conversation while she paced. “Could you check the Daycare for the attendant on your way? I couldn't find him anywhere.”

Hopefully someone had been able to locate the lanky, sky-themed robot—and even better, hopefully he didn’t need and repairs like the rest of the crew. It’d be double-weird to see him out of his natural habitat.

“Rodger that—I’ll swing by the Daycare and see if I can find him,” Vanessa replied. “Over and out.”

The walkie clicked off, and the night guard changed direction to head for the Daycare, grumbling to herself as she did so. Man did she have one hell of a headache…

Freddy chuckled more at Chica’s statement, nodding in agreement. He moved to stand in the cylinder facing her and Roxy, leaning casually against the window with arms still crossed behind his back. It was already easier to interact with the girls now that they were together, their natural ability to get along infectious.

“The raceway is certainly one of the most entertaining attractions in the Pizzaplex, I must admit,” Freddy had to concede, then flashed Roxy what could only be considered a smug grin. “Although Fazer Blast is a close competitor in terms of guest enjoyment.”

Each animatronic had their own attraction, and though Fazer Blast was arguably the least themed to its animatronic, it was technically Freddy’s. Despite the unfortunate encounter that Mike and Gregory had inside the arena last night, Freddy still held a sense of pride for the game itself.

Roxy subtly sent a smirk Freddy’s way. She couldn’t deny that kids were always begging their parents to buy the two for one party passes so they could go from one high-octane attraction to another.

“It’s a classic combination if you ask me. What day of go-karting isn’t complete without a few rounds of laser tag?” Roxy reasoned, letting Freddy have his kudos while reminding him who the fan favorite still belonged to.

With an indignant squawk, ever defensive about the popularity of her own attraction, Chica questioned: “What about Mazercise?!”

Roxy, at the risk of dirtying her arm, snaked it around Chica’s shoulders and squeezed the chicken into a close hug that instantly cheered her up.

“Chica, honey… No one likes mazes and kids don’t like fitness,” Roxy said in an air of joking bluntness, though a kernel of truth may have slipped through. It made Chica laugh, playfully pushing the wolf away as she pretended to be sadder than she really was.

Coming back towards the group, Soapie clapped her hands together to gain their attention. “Alright! Who’s next for cleaning?" When Chica hid behind Roxy some, she sighed. “Please—not everyone at once.”

“I will go next,” Freddy volunteered, pushing himself off the wall to stand a little closer to the chair.

Chica's cleaning always took the longest due to her tendency to eat human food that clogged up her endoskeleton. With the literal garbage in her system she'd been chowing down on last night, she was probably going to be in that chair all day. The faster Freddy could get out of here and hide in his room, the better. He was already starting to feel anxious being away and hoped the others were doing alright—and weren't too bored, especially in Gregory's case.

“You heard the bear!” Chica went to nudge Roxy off the chair, only following suit when Roxy grasped her hand and pulled the bird along with her. Rolling her eyes, the wolf led Chica out of the safety cylinder to give Freddy and the guard room to work.

“Thanks for volunteering, Freddy. I'll try to be as quick as possible. I've just got to strap down your arms; you know protocol,” Soapie told him, patting the seat as a signal for Freddy to relax before she walked to the command terminal inside the workspace. Entering a few prompts, she allowed the cleaning program to load. Programming and major repairs were saved for the trained technicians, but with Soapie’s level of experience she was well-equipped to run a basic cleaning protocol and replace a few limbs.

“Hey, you don't mind if I ask a few questions, do you?” she asked, her whispery voice coming off amiably enough. Despite Freddy telling her that his memory eluded him, she still had a few burning inquiries she at least had to try and get an answer to.

“Not at all,” Freddy replied easily, relaxing against the chair. He was used to these cleanings and wasn't bothered with being strapped down, save for the fact that he could no longer hide his new claws away. He noticed Chica's eyes widen as she finally caught sight of them, but Freddy couldn't hear what the bird whispered to Roxy outside the cylinder.

He tried not to grimace. What must they think of him, seeing their missing friend's claws attached and functional on another's body? And Roxy didn't even know Monty was missing yet...

Despite their constant competition, underneath it all Roxy and Monty were fierce friends who would protect each other until the end of time. Hopefully she wouldn't lose her cool and try to confront Freddy as soon as he stepped out of the protective cylinder.

Trying to ignore these thoughts, he glanced at Soapie with an easy smile.

“I will answer any questions as I am able to, although I believe my memory banks have been damaged,” Freddy reminded the guard gently. If she asked anything he didn't want to answer, he'd simply claim that he couldn't.

Soapie ordered a sanitation prompt through the terminal. Robotic arms came down to power wash away specs of dirt in fierce, pointed streams. The sanitizer evaporated quickly so as not to settle inside the robot’s casing and cause rust damage. When Freddy reminded her that his memory was faint, she nodded, watching as Roxy walked Chica away from the sight of Freddy's mismatched hands.

“So... You don't remember how Monty's hands got on your arms?” she asked tentatively, her voice and tone delicate as not to make it seem like she was accusing him. She was just anxious to get to the bottom of it all.

After the washing prompt ended, it was onto removal and replacement of Monty's claws. They needed to match Freddy’s hands back with his model before Vanessa saw and had a fit. The last thing anyone needed was to stress out the harried night guard further than she already was.

Freddy resisted the urge to groan aloud as Monty’s claws were unceremoniously detached. It was a good idea to equip him with “weapons” that could break through extra gates in theory, but their plans had gotten so detailed by the Fazer Blast fiasco last night, they hadn’t even gotten to use them.

Good to note that if day staff caught Freddy with any upgrades, they’d be swiftly removed. He wasn’t opposed to switching out more parts if absolutely necessary to further ensure Gregory’s safety, but they’d need to be cautious of how visible any new additions to his body were. In response to the question, Freddy shook his head, feigning the best look of innocent confusion he could muster.

“No, I… I do not know how I came in possession of them. I do not really remember interacting with Montgomery at all last night.” He frowned, as if thinking hard. “I saw him in Rockstar Row at the beginning of the night shift, but after that it is all a blank.”

As familiar blue-clawed replacement paws were attached to his arms, Freddy looked to the guard with an apologetic smile. “I am sorry I could not be of more help.”

It was notoriously difficult to tell when a robot was lying. So much so in fact that Soapie decided Freddy had been telling the truth from the start. After all, he was the most responsible one—she couldn’t remember a time the well-behaved bear ever got in trouble like his companions. Now that the bug wasn't actively happening, she was sure Freddy wasn't going to lie in some vain attempt at keeping the status quo.

Soapie shrugged, wiring and calibrating his hand with the skill and delicacy of someone with years of experience under their belt.

“Don't sweat it, Fred,” she replied easily, trusting the bear completely. “I know you'd tell us if something was wrong.”

Soon enough Freddy's restraints lifted, and she gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Just don't do anything too stressful today, okay? We're going to have the programmers look into the latest software update. Hopefully we'll get this under control soon.”

“Thank you,” Freddy said with a smile, flexing his oh so familiar hands as he was ushered out of the cylinder. “I plan to stay in my room all day, so—”

“Oh my god, I am so done with all these stupid malfunctions!” Vanessa’s exasperated yell made everyone turn as she stomped into the room.

To put it bluntly: she looked like a damn mess. Her clothes were wrinkled and disheveled, and her hair wasn’t much better, frizzy pieces sticking out of her usually tight ponytail with reckless abandon. Her face was pale from lack of water and proper nutrition, contrasting sharply with the dark bags under her eyes. The most noticeable thing, however, was the makeshift sling of gauze holding her left arm securely against her chest. Her shirt sleeve was pushed up to reveal bandages wrapped from hand to elbow, and her wince of pain signaled that it hurt.

“We found Sun—he was huddled in a corner of the Daycare under one of the floodlights,” Vanessa explained to the dayshift guard. She heaved a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose with her non-injured hand. “He’s being weird, too—refused to let us check him out unless we moved him to a place where there was no chance of the lights going off… so some of the techs are looking him over in the main lobby where there’s natural light.”

The night guard let out an incredulous snort. “That psycho literally crawled up a wall when we brought up checking over Moon, too! We’ve gotta figure out a way to get to him sometime but that’s a problem for the techs to figure out, not me.”

Another sigh escaped her lips, the weariness starting to catch up to her. If she wanted to be awake for her shift tonight, she’d need to take a long nap and get some food soon. Vanessa looked towards the animatronic trio, narrowing her eyes at the state of them all. “Anyway, that’s my update—what going on with those three?”

Soapie had half a mind to tell her boss to maybe relax a little in front of the clearly traumatized robots—what stopped her was the sling Vanessa did not have on yesterday. Had she known Ness was hurt on the job, she probably wouldn't have asked the woman to stay and help figure out the issues with day shift.

“Found Freddy with Monty's claws on him,” she whispered her way. It felt strange reporting on the AIs when they were right there, judging what she said in an eerily similar way to a human. It was her job though, so she cleared her throat and went on diligently. “He doesn't remember how they got on his arms. Chica is full of garbage. Plastic knives, ripped up pizza boxes, solo cups and something that looks like cheese?”

Soapie cringed as she thought about the gross smell it was going to make when scooped out of her. She already reeked—actually, all of them except for Freddy had a pretty foul stink attached to them. It was a particular odor that gave her a headache when she thought too hard on its origins.

"Ness—I didn't realize you hurt your arm...,” Soapie remarked gently. She wasn't one to pry, though it only allowed worry to go through her mind as she imagined the terrible potential of what occurred last night if a human got injured in the chaos—or God forbid something was going on in Vanessa's home life.

“Huh? Oh, yeah…” Vanessa glanced down at her arm with a grimace. “Yeah, I… fell down some stairs last night—landed right on my wrist in the worst way. I’m gonna get it checked out soon, I just had to get all this shit done first.”

Normally Vanessa wouldn’t lie about such things as a major injury, but she’d been doing a good job of keeping her amnesiac blackouts under wraps to everyone but her therapists. She couldn’t risk damaging her career even more if she revealed to those she was supposed to be supervising that she couldn’t remember most of her night shift activities… She’d already been transferred locations in the Fazbear company a few times and didn’t want to go through another adjustment period—or worse, be straight up fired.

Freddy tried to ignore the guards as they talked, though he was secretly listening with rapt interest. That was certainly not what happened to Vanessa’s wrist last night, but the bear wasn’t about to correct her. Whatever motives she had for lying to her coworkers, Freddy didn’t feel the need to concern himself with. Instead, he stayed back until he saw an opportunity when he could interject and ask to return to his room. While he waited, he felt Roxy and Chica’s accusing and confused gazes fixed on him.

“I do not know how that happened,” the bear said, holding up his hands to indicate he knew exactly what those looks were for. “I woke up from sleep mode this morning, and my claws were not my own. I am… sorry you both had to see me like that.”

Roxy was like stone, frozen in disbelief while holding onto her friend’s shoulders. Chica was hunched slightly, averting her sad gaze as if she’d been caught whispering to Roxy when Freddy glanced over.

Roxy told Chica that she was sure it had to be due to the programming bug. Freddy just had the worst of it—after all, he’d fallen over on stage. That sort of incident could cause all kinds of internal injuries, and even mess with their self-reporting software. Freddy must’ve been in a worse state than they were last night, to not remember swapping body parts.

(And how, exactly, had he gotten those new claws attached? That was a whole other can of worms.)

Chica knew she couldn't entirely blame him. It would be hypocritical. Though the thought that Freddy of all people was capable of something like that had deeply affected her.

“Monty will be fine—” Roxy reminded everyone. “—like... When he's all found. I trust you, Freddy.” Trying to apply good peer pressure, she gave Chica an encouraging squeeze to say something.

When Chica's hand covered the paw resting on her shoulder, she nodded in agreement. “Right. Uh—it was just really... Shocking. Like Soapie said—”

“Sophie,” the day guard interrupted with a roll of her eyes. “Honestly, they misspell my name one time in the staff logs and no one can get it right…”

“—Yeah, her. Anyway, the programmers will fix up our code before the day’s out.”

“Yes, I am sure they will,” Freddy agreed with a confident smile, despite his complete lack of confidence in this statement.

The virus infecting his friends had already burrowed its way deep into their coding—not to mention the whole supernatural aspect to this entire situation. He doubted a few hours of running software debug programs would be enough to truly fix what was wrong. Not until William Afton was destroyed and could no longer bend others to his will through nothing more than a simple command.

“Speaking of that,” Vanessa chimed in, looking over at the robots. “Freddy and Roxy, you stay here until the programmers get here. Chica, they’ll work on you once you’re all cleaned up.” The woman grimaced at the state of the bird, not hiding her disgust with how much of a mess Chica had made of herself. “Once your software's been updated, I want you all to go back to your rooms and stay there. I’ll be back to check on you guys during night shift. Got it?”

“Of course, Officer Vanessa,” Freddy nodded quickly, the perfect picture of obedience. Underneath this veneer, his metaphorical skin crawled at the thought of Ness returning for another night. If she just stayed away, maybe she wouldn’t fall under William’s influence again, and then they’d have one less threat to deal with.

But then again, maybe the rabbit was simply just in her head now. Freddy had no way to tell.

“You got it, 'Nessa!” Chica replied.

Roxy backed away from her friend and nodded her understanding. Normally she'd take her warnings with a grain of salt, but tonight was different. Who knew how Freddy was going to react. It could be her disassembled at the raceway tonight, maybe this time with her eyes plucked out... She'd rather not think of that—or to paint one of her close friends as someone so willfully violent.

That wasn't him. It was just a glitch.

“You should go home,” Sophie remarked, meekly suggesting for Vanessa to take it easy. “Get your arm checked, too. I... won't tell anyone you got hurt if you don't want me to.”

She decided it was better to comply. It was clear that Vanessa didn't want compensation due to the clear state that the robots were in. It'd probably piss management off to no end to hear that the understaffing around here wasn't working to their benefit. “I'll stay here until they're done with the Daycare attendant.”

From the sounds of Sun's distress, it was going to take a while until he was pacified. Then they could screw around with his brain a bit and get it over with for the rest of the band.

Vanessa heaved a sigh. “Yeah… I’ve gotta get out of here for a bit. Thanks.”

She gave Sophie a pat on the shoulder with her good hand. Then she narrowed her eyes and made an “I’m watching you” gesture to the animatronics before turning on her heel and heading out to temporary freedom.

***

It didn’t take as long as expected for the programmers to arrive. They decided to start with Freddy, since thanks to the mismatched limbs he was considered the one in need of most immediate care out of the four haywire animatronics they could locate. Though Freddy was relieved to get out of there before everyone else, the dark irony of him being the most volatile animatronic wasn’t lost on the bear.

After nearly another hour in the chair wherein the programmers checked and rebooted every software system they could think of, Freddy was cleared to return to his room. Staff had opted to leave Safe Mode on for obvious reasons, which suited the bear just fine—the less chance of him being somehow influenced by William, the better. With one more reassuring smile to Roxy and Chica, Freddy headed back to his room, trying not to seem too eager to do so.

***

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[starry-skies-116]

Samples of Some Gregory Voicelines ft. his opinion on others!!:

Opinions of Gregory on Glamrock Freddy- Hope (Michael Afton):

"Even when all hope and all chance seemed lost- even when all my hard work was for nothing, Freddy- Michael, he… he stood by me. He validated me. Accepted me. He never stopped believing in me, loving me endlessly and unconditionally, despite how much we hurt each other. He held my hand the whole way through- helped me to regain my humanity and gave me a new reason to exist and live my life despite it all. His compassion… snapped me out of insanity, in many ways. I like to think that´s one of the reasons why we forgave each other- why, even despite what he did, I still love him, still need him. It was an accident, and he never really hated me, just as I never hated him- I realize that now.”

Opinions of Gregory on Glamrock Freddy- Bonding (Michael Afton):

“Ever since our whole adventure together, me and Big Brother made up and have grown closer than before, preferably through bonding with each other and furthering our relationship to make up for lost time. Through me talking and spending so much time with him, I feel like he´s changed… a lot. And through that, we have a lot more in common than before… I mean, he´s an overdramatic thespian bear with 80´s punk rock makeup, and I´m an overemotional crybaby terminator: who would´ve thought? Anywho, we get along great now. The past will always eventually become water under the bridge if both sides try to make up for their mistakes.¨

Opinions of Gregory on Glamrock Freddy 3- Family (Michael Afton):

"I never told Big Brother this… but even when we were human, I sincerely looked up to him and admired him like I had pride in the rest of my family. Even though all we ever did was hurt each other when things fell apart… I admired his determination- his courage, his strength and the ability to remain unshaken. I always wanted to have that dedication, that iron will to push forward no matter the circumstances, despite the guilt and pain eating me alive from within every day. 

I longed to be more than just a pre-defined set of expectations, but could never follow through because I was never enough for that- I didn´t have the choice or the power to change. Now I feel as though change is something I must do to reach my goals, my dream. Now I have a choice- the choice to shape my destiny, my identity- who I am and what my future will be despite my past. 

…I want to tell him one day that he has always and will always mean so much to me, and that I have always loved him- will always love him. And I hope that when I do tell him that, he´ll never forget that no matter how much we change, I´ll always and forever be his beloved little brother."

Opinions of Gregory on The Daycare Attendant (Sundrop):

“The Daycare Guy’s… enthusiasm is contagious to most here- everyone’s expressions almost instantly light up when he walks in the room with his wide grin and his shining eyes. He along with his counterpart was the one that took care of most of the missing kids that’ve been found hiding here from… Afton. He has a… concerning obsession with glitter glue and Fizzy-Faz, but overall, he seems to truly care about everyone he makes friends with, and he’s very dedicated to his work- something I admire and respect. 

Hmm… I, ah, feel like we got off on the wrong foot when we first met- I’d love to apologize sincerely to him so we can reintroduce ourselves and be friends, perhaps. Haha, oh, but he’s also such a strict enforcer of the rules- even if he realized that it was an accident, I doubt he’d ever forgive the likes of me.”

Opinions of Gregory on The Daycare Attendant (Moondrop):

“The first time I met him was in… less than ideal conditions. He chased me around the entire daycare trying to get me- I didn’t think well of him at first because of that. But the second time we’ve met, I was reintroduced to him was during naptime for a few of the kids that came here. 

All my expectations of him were pretty much subverted in that moment- turns out, he´s actually a gentle guy with a mellowed out and kinda introverted personality. He wouldn´t hurt a fly, couldn´t if he tried. Maybe that´s why he´s so good with other kids- but ah, not me. I just can´t seem to let go the memories of that terrifying encounter- maybe another day will be the day I can finally rest in his presence. Nothing against him, of course- it’s just that… to be careful is in my nature.¨

[kadssp]

Since I would like to help contribute to ideas, the few things we really know about Michal Afton;

-Rick Astley hair cut

-Used to be kind of a bully toward Evan(though he is protective in a 'no one makes fun of him but me,' way)

-Has two siblings, Elizabeth and Evan (I don't have any siblings myself, if my boyfriend had two baby siblings I'd be all over them!)

-Specifically used the head of Evan's foxy plush to scare him.

-responsible for the bite of 1983(accidentally)

-victim of the bite of 1987(Mangle bit his face. Though he was already scooped at the time.)

-parents divorced some time before Sister Location(Ballora's lullaby has some weird details)

-probably lives in the same neighborhood he grew up in based on the similar look and arrangement.

-their childhood home is directly over sister location's bunker(which is a bit down the road from Faz Bear's Family Dinner, in a little clearing in the forest.)

-he likes soap operas(specifically romance/dramas)(Aw, Michals a romantic!)

-He probably had Ennard inhabiting him for one or two months since skin without organs can decay really quickly.

-he's been fired five times. Once literally and four times for his...less than pleasant smell. (Kinda confusing but he used fake names to get hired and disassemble the animatronics in each location)

-He looks very much like his father(Though apparently his hair is a bit lighter than his father's, which I suppose makes sense since his mother is blond)

-still rather fond of golden Freddy, even if he has mixed feelings about it.(The plush can be seen in FNAF 6 as well)

-apparently quite the 'talented' artist, given some of the drawings in FNAF 6(pizzeria simulator) are his. (The one of golden Bon, one of the Helpy drawings, and a drawing of someone I think is supposed to be Elizabeth but it's hard to tell)

-born sometime in 1967(would be somewhere around 55 years old now)

-has some minor experience with spring lock suits

-during his scooping was infused with something called remnant, so he can persist after death(it can only be destroyed with high temperatures supposedly, but three fires have failed to destroy any remnant, so I don't know how Henry came to that conclusion.) Decent chance for Michal to still be around, though probably a little worse off than before.

if michael is acc alive i hope he’s okay💀 and if he is alive then that rules out the possibility of his soul being inside of glamrock freddy since he’s well,,, still alive.

hope he can live a happy life though :/ it would suck to constantly not be able to die and try to put an end to your father’s evil.

three fires at different times might not effect remnants because they dont heat up enough? i dont know much about how it all works but my guess is henry knew it affects them but none of them have burned at a high enough temperature to truly die which he probably didnt know and assumed burning a building with himself in it would surely be hot enough,,, which is complicated imo why dont we try a different method at some point it clearly doesnt work💀

thank you for contributing towards future ideas 😈 i’ll be writing these down since a few of these i didnt even think of existing until now

[talesofsonicasura]

Gregory and Glamrock Freddy getting some unique help

Five Nights At Freddy's. A series that I never played but observed through playthroughs and theories by MatPat. I honestly didn't see the games getting my attention until Security Breach. Maybe it's the added bonus of a concrete story and interesting characters that might get me to buy it. Anywho... Can be read as gender neutral or preferred gender. Your role will be maintenance but your secret role shall vary in any further instances. Contains spoilers for Security Breach. Enjoy!

Working at the Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex wasn't something you expected of doing. Yet here you been for a few months.

If your friends from your last job saw you, they'd get a kick out of it. No doubt bringing it up at the upcoming reunion over a cup of Gray Earl tea.

The pay was good and surprisingly all the animatronics liked you. All of their responses being so humanlike that you were amazed yet equally concerned.

Fazbear Entertainment had an infamous reputation that they prefer covering up than taking responsibility. They suck at hiding information from you more than keeping their old businesses alive.

Anyway, you knew all the animatronics normal behavior from the Glamrocks, both sides of the Daycare Attendant and DJ Musicman. So when Glamrock Bonnie suspiciously got trashed, you knew something was up.

Those suspicions only growing from the humanlike robots acting odd and sudden children disappearances until Freddy crashed one day on STAGE.

You were close friends with Freddy and had been there to help him emotionally when Bonnie got destroyed. So seeing the bear go down like that on stage was a horrible flashback in your mind.

Now what you didn't expect is to find Freddy with a little boy in First Aid. Said boy or Gregory got defensive until you managed to persuade him and the bear vouching for you.

In fact, Freddy was confused about why you were still here. A moment that had your friend just as shocked as you were. Chica bugged out and attacked you.

Explaining to the two that you discovered some sort of malicious virus on everyone's hardware. Something that made the other animatronics deadly and Freddy to glitch.

The bear was only safe as the animatronics recognize each other as 'Friendlies'. Anyone else was prey like you or Gregory.

Freddy became understandably upset until you explained that you could get rid of the code. You weren't the best tech wiz at your old job for nothing.

There were four things required: the data found in Princess Quest games, the strange upgrades given to Chica, Monty and Roxy and a Level 10 security pass.

The fourth was for last as it came from the code's source. And that meant finding the true culprit. As much as you hated it, Gregory would be safer with the both of you than outside the Pizzaplex right now.

So a system was made. Freddy and you would take turns helping the boy. If something happened to both of you, you gave Gregory something he could you as a last resort. Your old service pistol.

Under a serious promise, the boy promised to not use that pistol unless as a last resort. You did upgrade his Faz-cam and Faz-blaster so he had a better chance against the Animatronics.

You did apologize to Freddy and to the respective Glamrock that had their upgrade recently taken. Hurting them absolutely sucked and you were going to tear the w*nker responsible for this chaos apart.

Apparently even Vanessa was a victim to this as well. You had gotten attacked by psycho bunny mascot and aptly disarm and knocked them out. The person being the nightguard who also had a connection to the mysterious Princess Quest games that appeared one day.

Once Gregory gotten the data and Vanessa woke up, she came back to her senses alongside the service bots. After explaining what's going on, you requested her, Freddy and Gregory's assistance.

A temporary antivirus had been made to push back the malevolent code. Something that needed to be administrated to all the animatronics. Then all of them needed to get out of the building so the source could be taken out before it tries to regain control.

It was the final showdown and much to your surprise, both Gregory and Freddy were determined to see this through with you. Vanessa would keep the other animatronics and Glamrocks safe.

Below the Pizzaplex was the culprit and skeletons of Fazbear Entertainment. An bloblike amalgamation of the various Animatronics from the old diners and Pizzerias. Alongside the killer of all those children, a machine like corpse dressed as the rumored 'Spring Bonnie'. Springtrap or Burntrap to put it aptly.

And the bastard had the missing parts of Glamrock Bonnie. Consider yourself thoroughly pissed off. If you were any normal person, then you would've played the game of 'Hide and Burn the Rabbit'.

But you? You were 'Merlin', Legendary Tech Support and former member of the Kingsman Secret Service. You were 'On Leave' to find yourself after a great disaster in the agency, that didn't mean you wouldn't fight.

With some help from Freddy and Gregory, you manage to upgrade those various incinerators with enough power to match high grade lasers and a remote self destruct that would burn everything to ash.

Once the three of you got out of the Pizzaplex and the 'Blob' had Burntrap in its grasp, you lit the entire building skyhigh. Leaving nothing but a crater behind.

Before heading back to England for your workplace reunion, you manage to snag somethings.

This was how you, Gregory, Vanessa, Freddy, Monty, Chica, Roxy, DJ Musicman and the Daycare Attendant ended up partying at the Kingsman Reunion together with your coworkers alongside a repaired Glamrock Bonnie but also Glamrock Foxy. Fazbear Entertainment finally getting exposed all the way to rock bottom bankruptcy. Justice had been rightfully deserved.

I saw Kingsman the other day and this has been running through my head since. Just know that these are going to end with Fazbear Entertainment getting screwed with everyone else minus Burntrap have a good ending.

Will there more of these? Probably but your secret role will VARY in all sorts of ways. From reasonable at best to downright insanity. If I do a continuation of a part, I'll list it down as such.

Have a good day folks!

[trixanimations]

The Glamguardians AU

Part two:

Hey guys, it’s me again! If your new here I’ll give you a link to part one so you can read the warnings, get caught up , and not to potentially ruin your day if you don’t like what I do here?

https://trixanimations.tumblr.com/post/674398012360032256/the-glamguardians-sb-au

Your still here? Alright! Let’s continue with the story.

Chapter two: Questions

Vents

Never have Gregory thought he be so thankful for them. They helped him not once but twice before. The first time helping him and his friends escape from their cell. The second and more recent time is right now as he crawling though the vents so he can open the doors for Freddy. On his way though Rockstar row he had time to think. Where should he even start looking first? This place is huge and he only seen entrance and the stages! This will be a long night.

Freddy:”Way to go Superstar! Now let’s go find your friends.” Freddy opened up his stomach hatch leading to Gregory climbing inside. Gregory:” So where are we off to?” Freddy:”The utility tunnels, they reach to every part of the pizzaplex. If we want to find your friends before the front entrance locks up, we need to use the tunnels.” Gregory:”Alright.” The rest of the walk through the tunnels was quite and calm in nature. That was until Gregory felt a weird feeling, like something crawl up his skin. To make things weirder Freddy stops in his tracks, and just stood there. Gregory was about ask what is wrong when he heard Freddy talking to someone. Gregory:” Freddy who are you talking to?” Freddy paused, then chuckled awkwardly like he forgot something. Freddy:” Oh right, you can’t see him yet sorry.” Freddy opened his stomach hatch so Gregory could see the outside without needing to see through Freddy’s eyes. Freddy:”Gregory, this is Mr.Mike” Like magic, a man appears in front of them, causing the boy’s jaw to drop. Gregory:” Are you some type of ghost!?” Mike:”…… If I said yes would you freak out?” (Gregory, indeed, freaked out.) It took Mike and Freddy to calm Gregory down as they made their way through the tunnels.

Gregory:”So your saying there was another pizzeria other than this one, and you died in that one so that’s why your here?” Mike:”In a shortened way, yes.” Gregory:” Does the others know your here?” Mike:”Yes, but they have been acting, off.” Gregory:”Off like how?” Freddy:”Well, Chica been eating out the trash, Roxy got more competitive and had been talking to herself, and Monty started to have really bad anger issues lately, I think it might be…” Freddy stopped mid-sentence, his eyes glowing a pale yellow. Mike:” You good Fred?” Freddy:” Gregory I sense that you are hurt. Let me bring you to the first aid station.” Gregory:”Wait no Freddy! I’m fine!” Mike:”Actually I do see some cuts on him, we should clean them up before they become infected.” Gregory:”COME ON DUDE I’M FINE!” Despite Gregory protest, he was brought to a first aide station where Mike forced him to clean and patch up his wounds. That’s when a stress out Vannssa started to scold Freddy which annoyed the boy. Mike on the other hand was chuckling to himself. Even so the three moved on until Freddy noticed he was on low power. Gregory:”Wait how am I supposed to find my friends and escape without you?” Freddy:”You’ll be fine Superstar. You have Mr. Mike with you.” Mike:”Sup.” Freddy:” And remember, we can always talk on your Faz watch if you need anything. I’ll come as soon as I’m recharged.” Gregory:” alright see you later Freddy.” Freddy:”See you later Superstar!”

Gregory and Mike started their quest on getting the daycare pass. On their way Gregory tried calling out to his friends. Only to get a unfriendly chase by some of the animatronics. (You can imagine a Scooby Doo chase sequence if you like.)

Mike:”I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH THEM!” Gregory and Mike were hiding in a bin after being chased by Chica. Gregory:” Is there a way to stop them?” Mike:” Maybe, but let’s just focus on getting you and your friends out of here. If the animatronics are chasing after you then they are most likely chasing your friends to. So it’s best to get you all out of here until I can fix everyone.” Gregory:” Alright, HEY I think that’s the machine we need to go to.” The two checked if the coast was clear before heading to the machine. Gregory put his party pass in. Gregory:” THE MACHINE ATE MY PASS!” Freddy:”Try that terrible magnet you found.” Mike snout to Freddy’s remark as Gregory put the magnet on the machine. Gregory:”It worked! Now it’s a daycare pass?” Freddy:”That’s great Gregory, we can meet up there! You two just need to open the gate for me when you get there.” Mike:”On it.” After some hiding and running the two finally reached the daycare with the help of the pass. Gregory looked at the slide. He sighed:” Here goes nothing.”

SPLASH

Gregory fell into a ball pit. He tried tracking though it but stop when he saw a sun animatronic jump down from the jungle gym into the ball pit with him…….. Sun:”HELLO HELLO NEW FRIEND ! OH! AND HELLO MIKEY !” Sun said as he picked up Gregory. (Gregory was not okay with these.) Mike was used to Sunrises upbeat banter by now however . Sun:”YOU GUYS SURE ARE LATE!WAIT ARE WE HAVING A SLUMBER PARTY?! I LOVE SLUMBER PARTIES! I’M SURE JACKIE WOULD LOVE TO BE PART OF IT TO!” Gregory perked up when he heard the name and stopped his tries of escaping Sun’s grasp. Gregory:” JACKIE IS HERE!? WHERE!?” Sun put Gregory down as he pointed to a table where Jackie was happily doing arts and crafts without a care in the world. Sun:”OH so you must be one of Jackie’s friends! Well he’s over there if you want to say hi!” Gregory didn’t even think twice as he ran to his friend calling their name. Gregory:”JACKIE! HEY JACKIE!” Jackie looked up from the drawing they were making when they heard the familiar voice. Their duel color eyes light up when they saw Gregory and ran up to him to give him a hug. Jackie:”GREGORY! I’m so happy to see you! I thought you guys left me!” Gregory:” Of course we didn’t! What kinda dumb thought is that?” Jackie:”Hehe, yah your right. I’m glad to see you again though. You meet Sunny yeah?” Gregory face turn a bit sour remembering about the sun animatronic. Gregory:”Yeah why?” Jackie:”Well I told them about our situation and they say their going to help!” Gregory didn’t fully believe this, but with most of the pizzaplex against them they need all the help they can get. Plus the daycare attendant seems friendly enough. Jackie has been here for what seems like a few hours. That and it seems that they and Mike are talking so they seem to be pretty passive. But that’s when he noticed something, Sun started to look, worried. It was hard to tell with his face being frozen into a smile but his eyes make up for it. Gregory took a hold onto Jackie’s hand. Jackie:”Gregory? What’s wrong?” Gregory:”Let’s check on what’s Sun and Mike are talking about.”

Meanwhile with the Sunny and Eggs, Mike was giving Sun the full lay down of their situation. While Mike was talking, he saw more and more of Sun’s pep leaving them. Being replaced by worry. Sun:” So your saying that someone hacked not only my friends but also my sibling to capture children!” Well that was part of it, but Mike felt that he told everything he think was happening Sun would be the first animatronic to have a panic attack. Mike:”Yeah, that’s why we need your help to get these kid somewhere safe until I can fix them. You think you can do that?” Sun saluted like they were a soldier from the war. Sun:”YES MR.MIKE SIR!” Mike tried to hold back his laughter. Mike:”Come on Sun. This is serious.” Mike said behind muffled laughter. Sun looked confused:“but I’m am being serious.” Mike:”Never mind, never mind.” Gregory:”Can you two stop joking around! We need to open the door for Freddy!” The two looked down at Gregory and Jackie. Jackie just looking happy to be there, while Gregory looked more sour as he tapped his foot impatiently. Sun:”On it! Let me just get the key card for you guys!” Sun walked over to the security desk and jumped on it. They then bend down to snatch the key card from the small Freddy head. Sun:”Alright! What’s next-“ Sun got cut off by the lights turning off. Everyone was frozen. Gregory:”HEY!” Jackie:”Huh?” Mike:(Oh s###) Sun:”NOOOO! WHY WOULD IT DO THAT!? LIGHTS ON! LIGHTS ON! YOU GUYS NEED TO RUN!RUUUUN!” Grunting is heard from the sun animatronic as they tried to fight back their sibling, but to no avail…………….. Moon:” naughty boys, naughty boys~ it’s past your bedtime. YOU TWO MUST BE PUNISHED! Nighty night.” Moon crawled into the pitch black daycare.Well, this is going to be a nightmare.

Freddy:”GREGORY ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?” Gregory:”Yeah, and I found one of my friends but the lights went out!” Freddy:”It’ll be alright Superstar, you just need to turn on the backup generator with the levers and the jungle gym.” Mike:”I’m having a word with the management of this place as soon as this is all over I swear.” Freddy:”Good luck Superstars, I wish I could help but-“ Gregory:”No it’s fine, we’ll turn on the generator and let you in. See you later.” Freddy:”See you later Superstar.” *Hangs up* Well, at least they have a plan. The three climbed into the jungle gym. It didn’t take them long to follow the cords to the levers. The real problem came when Moondrop decided to climb in with them. Not only that but also kept them from reaching the final lever. Moon then chased them on top of the jungle gym to corner them. Gregory:(CRAP!CRAP!CRAP!) Gregory had Jackie behind his back, Mike was trying to deter Moon but too no avail. (Reasons to still be physical huh guys) When all seemed lost, Gregory felt it again. It was that crawling feeling, but this time only in his arms. When Moon grabbed him he instinctively puts his hands onto Moon’s arms. Then something happen, something that should’ve been impossible. An electric shock flowed from Gregory’s arms into Moon’s. This leads to Moon short circuiting, then leading them to dropping Gregory……………………………………………………………………………………………… Jackie:”Nice-OH MA GOD!” Mike:”Wha- Oh crap Moon is falling.” Gregory:”JACKIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Moondrop was indeed falling, but Jackie jumped off after him. Now Gregory and Mike thought that they would hear a crash of some kind when they reached the ledge. What they saw instead was somehow weirder then Gregory electric arms. (Which Mike will have a serious talk about later.) When they reached the ledge, they saw Moon and Jackie…………. Floating? Gregory:”WHAT IN THE HELL!?” Mike:”LANGUAGE!”

To be continued………………………………………………

[curseofbreadbear]

animatronicabundance​:

Bonnie listens patiently to all Gregory has to tell him, the only movements being his eyebrows or his ears. It was a lot to take in and the looming thought of how long he might have been gone come in like a storm cloud. There’s no time for that sort of thinking, there’s a kiddo right here who could use some help. Bonnie immediately believes all of his tale because why else would he be so scared like this?

His expression softens at the mention of Freddy though there’s the faintest shake in his hands. His honeysuckle, his Clyde….why does his nonexistent stomach knot up in two different ways when thinking of his beloved bear?

“ Yeah, that sounds about right for the big guy. I think his wires are made up of sugar or somethin’. You hang on a second, think I got something in here that might helps us both.”

Bonnie vaguely remembered keeping something in his chest to get through doors easier because waiting for staff was a pain. Hopefully it didn’t get crushed  in….well whatever happened to him, and the fix up job that Gregory had to do. Fingers brush against something as he opens up his chest to investigate inside.

“Aha! Here we go one all-”

His eyebrows go to a confused look as instead of a pass for the door, Bonnie pulls out a red glow in the dark bracelet. Now when did he-? D̸i̷d̸ ̶h̸e̵ ̵g̴i̴v̷e̶ ̸i̸t̵ ̵t̶o̸ ̶h̴e̴r̷ ̸o̴r̷ ̷?̷ ̶H̷a̷n̷d̸s̶,̷ ̷t̵h̷e̶ ̶t̴i̶n̷i̶e̷s̸t̵ ̶o̸f̵ ̶h̶a̵n̵d̴s̴ ̴t̶h̶a̷t̵ ̷w̶o̷u̸l̷d̵n̵'̸t̸ ̴f̴i̵t̸ ̸t̸h̷e̸ ̴p̸r̶i̵z̴e̴,̷ ̷h̶e̷ ̸p̶r̴o̴m̵i̸s̶e̸d̸ ̵t̶o̸ ̸p̷u̸t̵ ̷i̴t̴ ̵i̵n̶ ̸h̸i̴s̷ ̷c̶h̴e̵s̵t̷ ̵f̶o̵r̴ ̶s̴a̵f̸e̷ ̶k̵e̵e̸p̴i̸n̶g̴.̴

Now when did he start crying oil?

[Bonnie remained ( mostly ) motionless throughout his explanation, a move on that Gregory greatly appreciated. Any sudden movements throughout that spiel might've freaked him out...but he was okay now. He took a breath, shut his eyes, and forced himself to calm down. This really wasn't a good time to panic -- he needed to be keeping his focus on Bonnie.]

[With that out of the way, he couldn't help noticing the way Bonnie's hands twitched -- no, not twitched. Trembled. As though he was the scared little kid in a Pizzaplex full of killer robots. Had Gregory said anything to upset him?? That was the last thing he wanted, though it wasn't necessarily because he cared about the rabbit's feelings ( sorry, Freddy ) -- he only worried that upsetting Bonnie would cause him to attack.]

[Gregory was still eyeing the bunny's twitchy paws when he spoke up again, this time about Freddy; he spoke fondly of him, which was...probably a good sign. Freddy only ever hinted at how much he missed Bonnie, but those few words were enough to illustrate how deeply he cared, and how much his loss had affected him. Avoiding an entire attraction at the Pizzaplex because he missed one character?? That alone suggested a lot. Hopefully, bringing Bonnie back would make both of them happy.]

[Nevertheless, Bonnie suggested that he had an item that'd help them out; Gregory watched the rabbit curiously as he reached inside of his chest cavity, only to pull out a red glow-in-the-dark bracelet. Was that the item he'd hyped up? Or -- ]

[Bonnie started to...cry. Streaks of oil poured down the rabbit's worn features, and Gregory took a baby step back. What was happening?? He didn't even know the animatronics could cry. Maybe they weren't supposed to.]

❝ Are you...okay? ❞ [Gregory reached behind his back for his Faz-Cam -- just in case the answer was "no."]

[allstarsmusical]

Chapter 1

"You do know why you are her Mr. Locklin." a female voice said. Mr. Locklin just looked at her and said, "I'm crazy not stupid. The office wanted me to come here to talk about my case." "Your former case. The case has been solved and all parties involved are being taken care of." the women said sitting down in front of him. He shook his head his hair falling in front of his face as he responded, "Yeah being dealt with..." he trailed off scoffed, "Yeah right not everyone." She looked at him and said, "Mr. Fazbarn is in a vegetative state I don't quite call that as going unpunished he is suffering for..." "Suffering!" Locklin shouted. "You call being stuck in a bed alive suffering he was not shot and left to bleed out, he was not..." he stopped talking and tried to clear his mind for a moment. He took a deep breath and eased back into his chair and said, "Do you even know how this whole mess started." The women looked at him with sympathy and said, "I don't have to know. I just have to know your part in this." He sighed and said, "I’ll tell you but it’s going to take more than the hour." She nodded and said, "You can come again after all what else are you going to be doing with your time off." he nodded and then shrugged figuring her should start with how his cousin wanted help. "Hey I need your help." Lilly said looking at him as he sat reading another case file. "no." he responded picking up his soda without even looking at her. Lilly pouted and said, "You promised me you would help me if I needed something." "I said if it was a solo case." he said closing the file and looking at her, "You have two other people." She rolled her eyes and said, "I don't trust them." He looked at her and leaned over and asked, "What makes you think I'm trustworthy. Remember you never trust a thief." She rolled her eyes and reminded him, "Former thief. Ever since you met your partner Damien you haven't done anything remotely bad in fact you are now an officer." "But I was once." he replied pouting. She smiled and said, "You never lied to me or went back on your promises." He sighed defeated and said, "So what exactly is it about?" "Glad you asked." she said as she laid out the file in front of him and said, "We have to investigate to see if this place is at fault for all of the charges against it. Then there are the kidnappings that happened a month ago." "What other charges are against this place besides the place is old and needs a remodeling maybe even ditch those creepy robots." he said shivering a bit as he thought about the robots that roamed around. "Apparently nothing but other rumors. Nothing that really seem to be that important to us but might be to health regulators." she replied shrugging. "Leave me a file and if I see anything of interest I'll let you know." "Ok let me ask you about what your cousin Lilly Lockhart used to do?" the therapist said stopping him. He looked at her and said, "Why do you want to know that?" "Because it might be important." the therapist responded. "No it's not important." he grounded out. "According to her record she has more than a few charges of criminal mischief, she also has something about being a skitzofranic." she said looking up at him. "She wasn't a skitzo." he said darkly. She nodded and said, "Right then how about spiritual." He shook his head and said, "She never really believed in that type of shit. She preferred sensitive." The therapist nodded and wrote it down. "So anyway I did some work for her she would send me pictures or pieces of the animatronics. She managed to get the camera chips out of the eyes of some animatronics and a voice box out of one that she called mangle." he said "How did she get these animatronics pieces." she asked. "Does it really matter at this point." he sneered. She shook her head and motioned for him to continue. "Well I think you are more interested in what happened that night." he said. She said, "Whatever you feel you want to say." He nodded and continued. Shaw could hear his phone ringing on the night stand next to him. He knew it wasn't the office calling so he reached over and answered it. "You better have a damned good reason for calling this late." he rasped at her tiredly rubbing at his eyes. "Yeah I do. I don't think I'm gonna survive. So I'm just calling to say that I love you and that I'm sorry for everything that I've ever done to you your not the screw up I am. By the way tell Joe anything in the apartment he can have." She started to say quickly. "Wait I don't understand." Shaw said worried and swinging his body out of the bed to get out of it. "Where are you?" He questioned. "I'm at...job..." Some static burst through and then he heard a whispered 10 1. I have... Foxy... Door... Goodbye Shaw." Then the phone disconnected. "Lilly." He shouted into the phone even though he knew that she could not hear him. Damien turned around and saw Shaw sitting up in the bed. "What's wrong?" he questioned. "We have to go to the restaurant." he said as he got out of bed and went to find a shirt and some jeans. Damien sighed and then started to get dressed to. When he saw Shaw getting his gun he looked at him he said, "We should call the office." "You do that." Shaw said as he started to look for the keys. Damien went to his dresser and picked up the keys and said, "I'm not letting you drive like this." Shaw narrowed his eyes and walked out the door to the car. He turned around to see Damien on the phone. When he got to the car Damien had already hung up and said, "Nikki and her partner are close to the area they will be there in a few minutes." "They still wouldn't make it on time." he said and then said, "Did you call in the ambulance?" "No." Damien said. "Damnit Damien do I have to do everything." He then called emergency. "This is Officer Shaw I have an emergency at Freddy Faz Bear pizza restaurant. I need an ambulance sent over here." he said then he hung up and handed the phone back to Damien. Damien looked at him and said, "I'm sure she is fine." Shaw shook his head and said, "I don't think so she sounded scared." He didn't want to admit that he could hear the banging and scratching sounds in the background. Damien stayed silent as he pulled into the parking lot. Shaw quickly threw open the door and ran toward the restaurant. He looked through and saw two bodies on the floor one in a Bear suit the other being covered by a robot. "Lilly" he mumbled when he got a closer look at the one being covered by the robot. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out his lock picking set and opened the door. As soon as he got it opened he picked the robot off of Lilly's body and held her body close to him. "Come on. Please don't die." he said. He then looked into her eyes trying to see if she heard him but her eyes were slipping shut. "No don't do that." he begged and then felt her body get heavier. "I'm sorry." He said pulling her closer to him. He didn't know how long he was there but he heard his partner's voice commanding, "Shaw pull yourself together." that voice broke through the chaos of his mind. He looked down at Lilly's body again laying limp in his arms. He looked up at Damien and said, "You’re right" he then laid her back down and said, "This is a crime scene." "Good." Damien said when he saw that Shaw had gone back to being professional. Shaw saw the police flashing lights and the ambulances head lights pull into the parking lot. When the paramedics entered he turned to them and said "take these two to the hospital." The person who was examining the male body looked up and said , "he has a weak pulse, and in critical condition but still alive." Shaw looked at the body in disbelief and watched as they placed both bodies on the gurneys. One in a body bag while the other was put on fluids and other machines. Shaw then looked over at the animonteonic that had been laying on her protectively. He could sworn there was something about the way the fox staring at him. He then shook his head and looked to the back. He thought that he heard faint sounds. He tapped Damien’s shoulder and pointed to the back hallways. Damien nodded and listened. He heard it to and nodded again. Shaw headed toward the back and heard scratching sounds getting louder. As he walked he noticed a door that had scratches and broken wood splintering off. He then saw Lilly braced against the door. He shook his head and turned to the door that he heard the noise from. He drew his gun out and went to the door and said, "Police stand away from the door." He leaned his head close to the door and didn't hear anything. When his partner arrived Shaw pointed to the door. Damien nodded and then watched as Shaw threw open the door and entered he followed him. They both stared at the sight that was there. There was blood splattered everywhere. "Shit we are going to need more people." His partner said. "Put this place on lockdown no one goes in and no one goes out." As he was talking however the animatronics walk past him. "Where the hell are they going. " Shaw questioned. "They are robots." Damien said slowly. "Arrest them." Shaw said. A female officer walked into the room," arrest who?" She questioned and then got a good look at the room. "What the hell." She shouted and then looked at the giant chicken animatronics as it waked past. Damien looked at Shaw and raised his eyebrow at him and said, "Do you know that sounds crazy." Nikki said," normally I would agree but no we have to get that as evidence." Damien let out a heavy breath and said fine bring in the animatronics as evidence." While Damien and Nikki were talking Shaw was looking at a box that was covered in blood. He walked over to it and slowly opened it. He immediately regretted it and turned around dry heaving. Damien went over to him and asked, "Are you..." But his eyes rested on the still open box. He reached over and shut it. "Did you see that a body was quarted and decapitated and placed in a box. Did you notice the blood and on the animatronics. They the only things in this room and you want them as evidence. Shaw said. Damien said, "We cannot question them. They cannot be suspects." "Ok I'm going to bring a team in." Damien said. "Go check the security footage." He said turning to Shaw. Shaw nodded quickly and then left the room. He found the security room and sat down in the chair and was about to rewind the footage when he heard hello. He looked and saw a humanoid anoimontronic holding balloons and a sign. "Balloon boy ? "He questioned. The animatronics continued to stare at him. He walked over to it and then reached out to him. He was slightly startled when the robot pulled back and then took out his own eyes and handed them over. Shaw took it and then went to the computer and played it. He saw how the killer went in and tried to attack Lilly and the other guard. He saw them in the kitchen and then he saw how balloon boy turned on her and sent a pirate fox to attack her. He then saw her in the bathroom she was afraid he could tell but she refused to show it. Then it showed how she finally went crazy and tried to break a window. He cringed when he heard the gun shot. Then he saw the animonteonic swing down from the ceiling and crawl over to her. He bit his lip and watched as she died in how arms. He shook his head. "It's not fair is it." His partner’s voice came from the doorway and then he entered and stood beside him. "That bastard is a live even though its critical and two people died tell me how that is remotely fair." Shaw snapped. His partner held his hands up and noticed a weird smile forming on his lips as he said, “My cousin said "that the dead here attached themselves to her maybe she is attaching herself to him to haunt his ass." Damien sighed and replied, "That would be exactly what she would be doing." The therapist interrupted and said, " So do you really believe that she could do that." Shaw shrugged. The therapist looked at the clock and said, " So we can pick up where we left off today." Shaw nodded and got up and walked out of the room back to the lobby to make another appointment.

Chapter 2

"How was the session with the therapist?" Damien asked when he heard Shaw walk into the room. Shaw shook his head and said, "She wanted to know about Lilly." "Why would she have to know about Lilly when it’s you she is trying to help." Damien asked Shaw shrugged and said, "I don't know but I got another one in two weeks." and then shifted the conversation to work, "By the way whatever did happen to the animatronics." Damien said, "they were turned off permitally. We had to strip them of the fur suits and dismantle them." he shrugged but then asked curiously, "But tell me why did you want that pink and white fox mask that you took to save it from going into evidence." Shaw sighed and shrugged and went to his room walking past Damien. He shut the door and walked over to the draw and pulled out the fox mask. He put it on the bed and looked at it. He couldn't explain why he took it but it just made sense to him. "What were you protecting her from? Did you know that bite didn't fully kill him." He said. "You do know that the mask isn't going to answer you." Damien's voice interupted his thought. He looked up and saw Damien at the doorway and leaning against the post. "Yeah I know." he replied sadly. "But this is all I have left of her from that day." he said looking at the mask. Damien nodded and said, "I was talking to Joe. He said that the soul of mangle was always around her. Maybe she put her soul in the mask and now wants you to finish it." "I get that but the person who killed her is apparently suffering." shaw said a hint of anger in his voice "Yeah but suffering by who's standards." Damein said. "She solved someone else's mistery and two cold cases but the five kids that are missing." Damien continued. "Six." Shaw said. "Six I thought." Damien started when Shaw continued, " I read her a journal and there was a entry about a boy who was kidnapped." "So you are still planning on doing her case a cold case." Damien asked Shaw nodded and watched as damien sighed."Your funerial." Shaw cringed a bit. "I'm sorry i..." He trailed off looking for a word. "Bad choice of words its ok." Shaw said shrugging it off Damien sighed and said, "Oh Joe called." "What did he want." shaw asked "Well first off to offer condolances. Then to know when her funeral is." He nodded and said, "I don't know I have to arrange it." "What about her parents." Damien asked "They can handle the catholic portion. I have the other portions." Shaw said sighing to himself "Joe offered to help." Damien said "I'll ask the twins." Shaw said quickly running a hand tiredly through his hair. Damien nodded and said "I'm going out to the gas station want anything". Shaw shook his head. Damien nodded and left. Shaw looked at the mask and placed it back where it belonged. He then walked to the hallway. He couldn't explain it but he felt somethin. "Hello...." He heard. "Who the hell..." He muttered and then remembered the creepy humanoid animontronic. "Balloon boy." "I knew you could do it." he heard a voice whisper. "Lilly" he said spinning to look around. He didn't see anything. He shook his head tierdly and laid on his bed and closed his eyes. He then found him self standing outside of the rewturant in pouring rain. It wasn't raining when it happened he thought. He looked to the door and saw that it was open. He looked at the floor where he knew her body was were it was supposed to be. "Don't bother the cleaners came and made it appear like nothing happened." lilly voice said when it was apparent he was looking around "See look at the nice clean carpet." she said mentioning the floor. He looked down at the ground. Then he saw a shadow figure sitting on a table. He was about to walk over when the voice said, "don't come any closer." He stopped. "If walls could talk you know what these could tell you." Lilly's voice continued talking "It's a shame that the police won't take the word of the dead because honestly we know more. Although some do tend to get caught in death states and are in confussion." The figure seemed to look around and turned to face him it was a empty face but still he heard, "This place my darling has a lot of pain and suffering confussion. This place needs to be cleansed and not just this building but the property then demolish this place." "I don't think that will happen for a long while." he managed to say "Well then there will be no peace." The figure said darkly. "You have to bring the animontronics back and anything that has a connection to that place." "Well that's going to be hard." he replied "You are smart u can figure it out." She stopped talking and said, "I would run now if I were you my new master doesn't understand that you only mean well." He was about to say some thing when a darker shadow enveloped the shadow figure he was talking to and a pitch blackness was coming closer to him reaching out to grab him. He then shot up out of bed and looked around the room. He saw damien was still asleep and he laid back down next to him and forced his head into the pillow so the only sound he heard was the blood that rushed through his body mimicking how heart beat. When he got to the office the next day he went to captain hunters office and knocked. Hunter looked up from his paper work and through the glass window and saw shaw. He motioned for him to come in. Shaw entered and shit the door behind him and sat across from him. Hunter was not use to seeing shaw like this normally he would come storming in and was loud and pointing out theories that other people missed but he just seemed so... Hunter couldn't find the right word. But he waited Patently for shaw to continue. Hunter was so use to him coming in demanding things that this subdued man sitting before him did not feel right. "I want my cousins cases" he stated flatly. Hunter sighed and said, "I can't do that." Shaw looked up at him his bangs moving away from his eyes "bull..." He stopped himself and said, "I know you do the cases were put on your desk to hand out and I want them. I'm the only one volunteering to do this." Hunter rubbed a hand over his eyes and said, "I meant to say is that I will not be assigning the case to you, damien, nikki, or jey and jimmy." Shaw looked at him and said, "I understand why you might not want me on the case being family and all but them why?" Hunter shook his head and said, "They were too close to you as well. They even had to be reevaluated and damien even went to a therapy session." Shaw stayed silent he hadn't known that. Hunter said "I already gave the case to someone." Shaw asked "who?" Hunter sighed he knew he was walking a thin line between its none of his business to question who gets assigned what but also as a family member who has a say. "I gave it to Taylor." he replied slowly He saw shaw's eyes narrow and then heard ok. Hunter knew that he and Taylor were not close anymore and knew that Taylor would not want to share a high profile case so that was why he gave it to him. "You do know there is nothing more to do in your cousins..." "Lilly" he grounded out "her name was Lilly." Hunter paused "Lilly" he said slowly. Shaw nodded and said "I know but it should be me that ends things for her." Hunter looked at him with slight worry and said "please tell me it isn't what I think." Hunter tensed up. Shaw was quiet cause it was exactly what he was thinking but scoffed and said, "no its not." Hunter relaxed a bit. "So that's all I really wanted to say." shaw said getting up and walking to the door. He then shuts the door behind on a very confused hunter. As he was walking back to his desk he stopped and then changes direction. He can hear damien behind him but chose to ignore him and continued to his new destination. He found the cafateria and was looking around for someone.

Chapter 3

“What just happened in there?” Damien asked when he saw shaw leave Hunters office.

Shaw looked up at him and said, “When were you going to tell me?”

“Tell you what.” Damien asked.

Shaw stopped and looked him in the eyes and said, “Don’t you dare lie to me. You went to therapy. Why?”

Damien let out a deep breath and said, “We can talk about this later.” He then looked around.

“You think I care about what others are thinking. I know they already think I’m crazy and this should hav pushed me over the edge.” He continued, then said, “But you know what maybe the therapist is right when she says I need to take a break from certain things.”

Damien nodded and responded, “Good now you see that…” he stopped talking when Shaw put his hand up silencing him.

“I need a break from you.” He stated bluntly.

Damien felt his jaw drop and was about to object when Shaw said, “I think this is for the best. You can stay in our apartment and I’ll stay at Lilly’s and finish up her lease.”

Damien was about to say something when Shaw shook his head and added, “I will be going back later to pack up some stuff. You don’t have to help.”

Then he left Damien standing there and walked into the cafeteria. He looked around and saw who h was looking for sitting in the corner by himself. He then made his way over to him.

Taylor could sense that someone was coming his way he looked up and saw Shaw standing in front of him and sighed, “Can I help you?”

“Actually you can?” Shaw said sweetly. This caused Taylor to cringe he knew that Shaw would be despirate for the files but this was just plain weird. He nodded and waited for shaw to continue.

“I know you really don’t give a damn about trying to solve Lilly’s case since it is technically an open and closed one but I want her other cases.”

“No.” Taylor responded

“No why not you greedy bastard you have enough cases to handle.” Shaw started to shout.

“I can’t even if I could Hunter doesn’t want it and I am not breaking my promise to a dead girl even if I really don’t like you.”

“What promise. “Shaw said as he grabbed Taylor by the shoulders and wrinking his shirt.

“I promised Lilly I would watch after your dumb ass.” He said.

“Well you know what I realse you of that promise cause I think she has other plans.” He said squeezing hard.

“Alright if you really want the case files you are going to have to find them.” He said.

“What?” Shaw questioned.

“Did you really think that I would just hand them over to you? Seriously you are stupider then I thought. I also should tell you that they are not inside the building so you might as well not even try to break into my files.” He stated.

Shaw narrowed his eyes and said, “Fine I accept your little challenge. However you do know that means I will be breaking and entering into your house.” He smiled and said, “Hope your pretty lil girlfriend doesn’t mind me stopping by either.”

“You leave her out of this Shaw.” Taylor said narrowing his eyes at him.

“OR what?” Shaw questioned. When Taylor made no response Shaw smiled and said, “Good thing you remembered.”

“Well you don’t fight fair.” Taylor said.

“And if I recall neither do you.” Shaw said back giving him a small sadistic smile.

“Yeah this time you won’t have her help.” Taylor said and then saw the smile twitch a bit.

“I still don’t know what she saw in you.” Shaw said letting him go and placing him back on the ground. Then he turned around and walked away.

Shaw walked past Taylors desk on his way out of the station. He stopped by it and took out his lock picks and picked the lock to his file cabinet. He looked through the neatly organized files and one by one took them out and tossed them to the side. He was about half way through with his childish act when he realized that they were truly not there and stopped.

“Are you done yet.” A gruff voice asked.

He paused and looked up and saw a tall menacing bald man looking down on him.

“Yes dective Kane I was just looking for the files that Taylor said he had for me.” He replied.

Kane sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose then calmly stated, “You mean the ones that you somehow bribed him for. They are in his car in the trunk under his laptop.”

Shaw’s jaw dropped open. Kane gave a small smirk and said, “I also advise taking out the thumb drive.”

“Why are you being so helpful?” Shaw questioned.

Kane shrugged and said, “I believe those families deserve some good news.”

Shaw tilted his head and was about to ask more when Kane narrowed his eyes and growled, “Don’t just stand there Mr. Locklin.”

Shaw didn’t have to be told twice. He practically ran out the door to the parking garage. He cursed cause he did not know which car was Taylors but he knew someone who did. He went up to the garage attendant and saw a guy who had crazy bleached hair and looked like he should be in the prison psycward.

“Hey Enzo do you know which one is Taylors car?” Shaw asked.

Enzo looked at him and smiled, “How you doing Shaw?” his jersey accent coming through.

“I’m doin good now.” Shaw replied.

“Sorry about Lilly god bless her soul such a sweet heart.” Enzo said.

Shaw gave a slow nod and enzo asked, “Too soon.”

“Kinda.” Shaw replied.

“Right, Sorry. Anyway..” he said trying to recover and said, “Why you want to know bout Taylors ride. Are you going to do something to it.”  He asked catiously.

“No I just need some files.” Shaw said.

“Hey to be honest I don’t like the guy myself but you know I can’t let ya vandalize his car on our property but if say something where to happen after hours in some back alley…” he trailed off when Shaw raised his eyebrow.

“Ok fine I’m coming with you though.” He said and got out from the booth and lead the way over to the car.

When they got there Shaw took out his kit and Enzo leaned up against the car and said, “I thought you wouldn’t be working this case.”

“What gave you that impression?” he asked.

Enzo shrugged and looked around making sure that no one was coming and said, “Well the rumor is that you are now certifiable and need to be taken off perminantly the only thing that was keeping you in the squad was Damien’s word.

Shaw sighed feeling a little guilty as he opened the trunk and found the files there as Kane said.

Shaw also saw the thumb drive Kane mentioned and took that too. He looked at Enzo and said, “This is a little too easy. Normally everyone would be against me.” He put his kit back and put the stuff under his arm and shut the trunk.

Enzo shrugged and said, “Well maybe you’re not the only one that thinks something is really wrong with that place.”

Shaw was about to say something more when Enzo turned his head sharply and said, “Hey you better go.”

Shaw nodded and then walked to his car which was only a few rows away.

He then placed the files next to him and started his car past. When he drove past Enzo he was standing with Hunter and was talking to him calmly. They hadn’t noticed him driving away.

When Shaw got into his house he immediately went up to his room. It had been a long day and it was about to get a little longer he figured a few minutes of sleep wouldn’t kill him though. When he entered the room he saw the pink fox mask on his bed. He knew that it wasn’t there this morning and Damien wasn’t one for sick jokes. He put it on the dresser facing him.

“Just give me a sign a clue anything?” he mumbled to the mask as he felt his eye lids shut.

He could see a shadow version of him enter a hospital room.

When he fallowed behind the shadow self he saw zeek just staring at the window. Hello my name is officer Shaw locklin. You may have known my couisn Lilly lockheart. He took out a picture and layed it down. “She was the girl that you shot. She ended up dying we are planning a lovely funeral for her. Also the man you killed or had those robots kill it’s still a little questionable what happened that night. Leon regal.” he said taking out his picture and putting it on the table in front of him. “We will be having a closed casket cause he was so torn up and brutilized. You should know we caught people that kidnapped children and sold them as slaves.” Zeek looked at the pictures his eyes falling on Lilly. “So u do remember something.”  He asked and waited a few seconds but that was pointless. “Your going to be on house arrest cause the judge seems it would be cruel and unusual punishment to make you serve out a sentence in your condition. I personally don't give a shit if you’re a vegetable or Not but killing u is not worth risking my job over. My sister was big on weird spells and other things. I'm sure she would put some things out in the universe to make sure that she got the justice that she deserves.” He pauses here cause he can feel a sense of fear come from him and his eyes were widening. “I'm just here to tell you that you are guilty and your life sentence starts now and all your money is gone so your family will decide what to do with you.” He took the pictures away. “Goodbye.” He said and then walked out. Zeek watched him leave and then turned his gaze to the ceiling. Shaw looked up to fallow his line of vision They then heard the sound of static. Shaw covered his ears but continued to stare in the direction and then his eyes widened. “Hello zeek.” A female voice said He turned his head a hit and saw a female figure with a pink and white fox mask on. As she made her way to the bed she past Shaw and gave a slight nod in his direction then tilted her head as she turned back to her intended target. “Shhh.” She said holding a finger up to her lips. Zeek struggled trying to make sounds but stopped immediately when she put a finger to her lips and tapped against them. “You should know why I'm here.” She said as she came closer to the bed. She stopped at the foot of it and tapped her other fingers on the metal posts. “The other mangle is now free so now I'm stuck in her place but the place is going to be torn down so I'm going to do my job faster.” She then made her way to the top of the bed and lowered her face toward his lips but then lowered it a bit to his neck and bit down causing it to break. Shaw heard the machines go off and watched as in disgust as the blood run down her mouth. “Are you done.” a twisted voice asked. Shaw saw her turn and stare into a dark corner of the room. He looked over there too but saw nothing. “Yeah.” she said wiping her mouth and looking down at the body finally.

“Good now let us leave we have a lot of things to set into motion.” The voice hissed.

“Yes Master.” She said and took a few steps away from the bed and started to head for the dark corner.

Shaw stepped out and was able to cross the room quickly he then reached out to grab her hand when he heard a voice in his head say no. He paused and saw that the fox girl had stopped moving.

“Lillith.” He said.

“Run.” A strangled voiced managed and then the fox girl turned and it was a snarling animontronic.

Shaw gasped and jolted back to reality. He looked around and saw that the mask was still in the place that he had left it at. He looked at the clock and realized that Damien would be home soon. He got up and found a bag. He then started to throw random stuff in there. He was about to walk out when he looked at the fox mask that had been lying there. He reached out and took it with him.

Chapter 4

When he finally opened the door to Lilly’s apartment he shivered cause he could still feel like she was there. As he went to sit on the couch he saw a cup sitting on the table next to it and saw that it still had tea in it. He took it to the small kitchen area and put it in the sink. He then looked over at a table and saw a journal. He walked over and opened it. He saw a flow chart of people that could have been connected to the cases. His eyes came across a name on the list and then realized who the child was related to.

He took the journel back over to the couch and was about to sit down when a knock came on the door.

He looked at it and waited. He didn’t tell anyone other than Damien that he would be here. He pulled out his gun and slowly walked up to the door. He looked through the peep hole and saw the twins standing there.

“We know you’re in there.” One of the twins called.

“Yeah, your car is in the parking lot.” The other one stated.

Shaw let out a breath and tucked his gun away and opened the door.

“How did you two know that I would be here in the first place?’ Shaw question standing aside and letting them enter into the room.

“Well Joe told us you might be moving in and Damien confirm…” one twin started to say before the other one hit him in the ribs cutting him off.

“Anyway just wanted to check up on you and invite you to a small party that Joe is having.” One twin said.

“Oh ok now I will finally meet this guy.” Dean said.

“What?” the twins said together.

Dean looked between the two of them woundering how they were able to do that when one said, “After all this time you have never met Joe.”

“I’ve talked to him but…” he didn’t finish cause one was tugging on him and said, “We have to rectify that.”

“Really this isn’t nessacary.” Shaw said as he tried to dig his heels into the ground but was pushed from behind by the other brother.

“Seriously he won’t mind. Cause any friend or family of Lilly’s is ours.” The brother behind him said and they pushed him diagonal the hall to another room.

The twin that was tugging on the front of Shaw let go and knocked. “Hey Uce open up we got someone ya gotta meet.” He called.

“Are you always this loud?” Shaw asked.

“Yeah Jimmy is the louder one.” The Twin behind him responded.

The door opened and in the door stood a guy that looked almost identical to the twins. He smiled when he saw them and both twins hugged him at the same time. Leaving Shaw to stand awkwardly behind them staring at three grown men hugging in the hallway.

Joe looked at the guy and untangled himself from his cousins and said, “Hey I’m Joe Reigns.” holding out his hand.

“I’m Shaw.” He said taking his hand. When he did he felt an electric spark and tilted his head.

Joe seemed to have felt it to and said, “You’re just like her.” smiling at him.

Shaw looked at him curiously and was about to ask what he meant when he clarified, “When I first met Lilly we both had this strange connection too.”

He then saw his cousins looking at them, “Well what are you two waiting for you know where everything is.”

At this both the twins disappeared inside. “So you’re her cousin…I’m sorry for your loss.”

Shaw nodded and then asked, “How did you meet her? You’re kinda normal.” Then he cringed and saw Joe raise an eyebrow and quickly said, “That came out wrong what I meant…”

Joe smiled again and held up his hand and said, “Yeah I get it don’t worry about it.” He then looked to his door and offered, “I’ll explain more inside if you like.”

Shaw stared at him for a while. Joe frowned a bit and then turned to walk toward his door. As he was walking away he heard Shaw fallow behind him. He held the door open when Shaw paused behind him

“I promise nothing is haunting here.” He said as Dean walked past him into his living room.

When he got in he saw that the twins had already had the food set up on the counter.

“About time you two came in the game is about to start.” Jimmy said.

Joe rolled his eyes and went to the refgerator and took out two beers and handed one to Shaw. Shaw looked at the label and said, “How did you know?”

Joe shrugged and said, “It’s my favorite.” Then he headed to the couch and sat down between his two cousins.

Shaw to his credit attempted to fallow the game but he couldn’t get into it. He could sense that eyes were watching him. When it was a commercial he got up to get another drink. As he was walking he looked at the window and went over to it and looked down at the street. He felt his eyes go over to a lamp. He saw a dark figure just standing there. The figure looked at him and pointed back at him. Shaw turned and saw Joe standing a few feet behind him. He then turned back and saw the figure was gone.

“Are you alright?” he asked slightly concerned.

Shaw turned back to Joe and said, “Yeah I just thought that I saw…”

“Was it a figure under the lamp?” Joe asked.

Shaw nodded. “Yeah she saw it a few weeks before working at that horrible place. It was like the souls already know who is going to be entangled in their lives.” Joe replied simply shrugging.

“I think she may have appeared the day before Lilly died cause I was able to see her.” Joe said.

“You mean you couldn’t see the figure all this time?” Shaw questioned walking past Joe into the kitchen space.“Not really but when Lilly did visit she did stare out that window.” He kinda stared into the space like he could see Lilly there and continued, “She would always do this weird thing with her hand on the glass. I never figured out what it was and I never asked.”

Shaw reached into the refergirator and pulled out a soda and said, “She must have been protecting you from something.”

“Really?” Roman questioned.

Shaw popped the top and said, “Yeah she kinda does that for people she likes but since you can see them no matter what protection you get your still woven into this little horror story.” He thought about it and asked, “Was there anyone else she would have protected?”

Roman shrugged and said, “I really don’t know she really wanted to protect some guy named regal.”

“Yeah he is dead.” Shaw said.

“I’m sorry but may I ask what happened to him.” Joe asked.

Shaw sighed and said, “I can’t talk about it. It is part of an investigation…

“Bull shit! Tell him the truth.” Jimmy said from the couch in the living room causing Shaw to jump.

“No, it’s fine.” Joe said quickly.

Shaw sighed and said, “Actually it was pretty bad. There will have to be a closed funeral for him.”

Joe nodded and said, “May I show you what I think happened.

Shaw nodded and then fallowed him down a short hall into his bedroom and watched as he went to his desk and pulled out a sketch book and started to look through it.

Joe then handed him the book and he saw that he was looking down at the contents of a box. It looked like a deranged flower. He saw the arms and les sticking out at weird angles and the head in the center with the intestines circling his head. Shaw felt his stomach lurch a bit and handed the book back to him and said, “Your not wrong.”

Joe nodded and said, “I kind of drew this the night that Lilly died. “

Shaw looked at him and said, “Do you have a picture of her death?”

Joe looked at the book flipping a few pages backward and said, “Do you really want…”

“Please.” Shaw said holding his hand out for the book. Joe nodded and then handed it back to him. He looked at the guy that was holding a gun shot her in the back however there were two side by side.

Then he looked at Lilly slumping to the floor with the gun pointed to her head. The last picture showed her with him holding her and the mangle looking at them from its spot on the ground.

Joe waited before he reached for it.

“who was the second person next to the shooter.” Shaw asked.

Joe shrugged and said, “I don’t know but am I right.”

“Yes.” Shaw responded.

“I think Lilly had notes of people that featured in her dreams maybe that boy was in it.” Joe offered.

Shaw nodded and was about to ask something when Joe’s door opened and Jimmy said, “Hey Shaw we are needed at the office.”

“What happened?” Shaw asked.

Jimmy shrugged and replied, “Don’t know just know that the boss wants us down there.”

Shaw nodded and then turned to Joe and said, “Thanks.” Then quickly fallowed Jimmy and Jay out the door.

When they got to the office it felt really strange. Some people were looking at him funny. He looked at Nikki who looked away from him quickly.

“Do you know what we are getting called in for?” He asked

The twins looked at each other and then Jay said, “I don’t know boss man just wants you to go to his office.”

Saw nodded and went to Hunters office and knocked on the door.

Chapter 5

“Come in.” Hunters voice said.

Shaw opened the door and saw Taylor standing there with Kane.

“Please sit down.” Hunter said.

“No I’m fine standing.” Shaw responded.

“That wasn’t a request.” Kane growled from his place.

Shaw looked over to them but slowly moved to the chair and sat down in it. Hunter looked down at a file and said, “At three oclock this afternoon Zeek was pronounced dead.”

“Ok and this has what to do with me.” Shaw said.

Taylor placed something on the table. Shaw looked and saw the mangle mask.

“Why wasn’t this in evidence when they took in all of the animontronics?” Taylor asked

Shaw staed silent and stared straight ahead.

“Your commanding officer asked you a question.” Hunter said.

“He wouldn’t understand.” Shaw replied.

“Try me.” Taylor said. When Shaw didn’t say anything Taylor sighed and said, “I can’t help you this time even if I wanted to. You are not underarrest at this time however it is recommended that you be removed from this case and the prescient entirely.”

Shaw looked at Taylor and sneered, “With all due respect.” The last word spitted out. “That is not up to you but to Hunter.” He said and looked at Hunter.

Hunter nodded and said, “He is correct Taylor it is my decision on who should and should not be of service.” Taylor noded his head “However in this instance I will have to agree on this recommendation. Please turn in your badge and gun. Nikki will process you on the way out and Taylor and Kane will both escort you from the perimeter. Do I make myself clear?”

Shaw stood up quickly knocking his chair out of the way. Kane took a step toward him but Hunter glared at him unmoved by the outburst.

Shaw sighed and then took out his badge and gun and placed them on Hunters desk and then asked, “How did he die?”

“That is confidential information.” Taylor said.

He continued to stare at hunter who nodded and said, “I really hope you can come back soon but till then it is best to keep your distance.”

Shaw then turned around and walked out the door up to Nikki’s desk.

Nikki already had the paper ready.

“You know this is compleat and utter bull shit.” He said to her.

Nikki gave a slight nod and said, “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for its these idiots who have no idea what is going on.” He replied tilting his head back toward Kane and Taylor.

Nikki nodded and said, “Well at least they are still paying you.”

“Yeah a small compensation for whats happened.” Shaw replied darkly.

Nikki gave him a sad smile and said, “Well keep in touch.”

“Yeah…yeah.” He said taking the papers and shoving them in his pockets and started to turn around when he felt her grab his arm. He turned around and looked her in the eye as she said, “I mean it.”

He gave her a small encouraging smile and said, “I know. I promise I will.”

He looked down at her hand still resting on his arm and raised to his lips and kissed it. “Bye Bella.” Then he walked up to Kane and Taylor.

“Ok escort away.” He said and walked between them.

When they got to the parking lot Kane opened up Shaws door. Taylor stood back behind them.

“Taylor you can go back I will stay and personally make sure that Shaw is off the property.” Kane said not looking at Taylor.

Taylor nodded and then went back to the building.

Shaw said, “I know about Sarah.”

Kane nodded and said, “We had to get a warrant for the apartment but I left something behind as a parting gift. Don’t make me regret letting you do this.”

Shaw stepped inside of his door and Kane shut it and moved out of his way. Shaw then started up his car and drove out of the garage.

When he got back to his new apartment he opened the door. He expected the place to look like it was a wreck but it was surprisingly in order.

He went to the counter where he knew her journals were and saw that they were not touched. He then went into her room and stopped. He had never really entered her room except for one time when he helped her move in. He slowly opened the door and looked inside. He half expected to see her on her bed with paperwork around her muttering things but he was only greeted with silence that was more deafining then any of the blaring songs she played.

He sat down on her bed and then fell backwards and stared up at the ceiling. It had been a strange couple of days after the incident. He thought about his dream and decided that it was her way of saying that she took care of one person. However there could be more and who could have been the shadow.

He shook his head and put the rest of his body on the tiny bed. He then fell back asleep.

A few hours later he heard something moving. He reached into his pocket for his gun and realized that he surrendered that. He looked around the room and saw a baseball bat near the door. He picked it up and slowly opened the door. He pressed his back against the wall and waited for whoever to come close. He saw the shadow and swung down to soon but heard Holy shot.”

“Joe.” Shaw asked.

“Yeah its me.” He said and then looked at the bat in his hand and asked, “Were you seriously going to try to kill me with a bat.”

Shaw looked at the bat still in his hand and put it down on the ground. “What are you doing here?”

“I brought over some chinise. I kinda didn’t know what you liked so I went off with what Lilly liked to eat.” He said and walked back to Shaws kitchen and offered him the take out box.

“Let me guess Jimmy told you what happened.” He said as he took it.

“Actually it was Jay.” Joe said as he took out another box and went to the refidgerator and took out two water bottles. Shaw was woundering exactly how he knew where everything was.

“I came by a lot.” Joe said.

“How did…” shaw asked when Joe Replied, “Your facial features are a dead give away.”

“Yeah that can’t be true. Everyone says that my face has a dead look.” He replied as he sat down on the couch.

Joe shrugged and said, “Not your eyes.” Then he started to eat.

Shaw looked at the contents is the box and saw three different kinds of suchi, two different kinds of noodles, and a lot of the cream cheese poppers.

“You must have really known her well.” Shaw said.

“Actually I knew both her and her ex.” He said narrowing his eyes at the last word.

“What’s wrong didn’t like him.” Shaw asked removing the tips of the triangle from the cream cheese popper.

Joe stared at him curiously and said, “Not really. I’m sure you have met him.”

“Actually…” Shaw dropped off and thought for a second and said, “I don’t think I have and she would bring him up rarely.”

Joe put his food down and got up and walked over to a shelf with draws and pulled something out. “I’m kinda surprised considering how you work with him.”

Shaw quirked an eyebrow and took the picture frame that Joe held out to him. When he saw it his eyes narrowed and his grip tightened on the picture turning white.

Joe looked at him nerviously and reached out to the picture to take it but rested his hand on it and said, “Are you ok.”

Dean looked up at him and said, “I’m going to kill him.”letting the picture go and getting up.

“Oh no and just where do you think you would go. You can’t go back to the police station they will arrest you on sight.” Joe said as he rushed after him.

“If I wasn’t allowed to have her case then that sadistic bastard isn’t either.” Shaw yelled as he threw open the door and stormed out.

Joe fallowed him and grabbed his arm and swung him to the ground and managed to hold him down and said, “I’m sorry to say this but that is not the best thing to do. You need to stay out of there.”

Shaw glared at him and then remembered what Kane told him and nodded.

“Your right.” He said

Joe saw the fight in his eyes simmer down but was still there. “I’ll call Jay and see who is working the case now.”

“Your in charge of inviting people add his name to the list.” Shaw said.

“Do you honestly think that is a good idea.” Joe asked.

“I just wanna talk to him and I have a feeling that he is using the station as a safe place. However, if he is off of the grounds then who is to say that something can’t happen to him.”

Joe looked at him and said, “Please tell me you are not using Enzo logic. Look that guy has been dropped way too many times on his head for his own good. Besides if he does come then what your going to fight him that is not going to help you any.”

“Your right I have two days to figure it out.” He replied and then said and then said, “You can get off of me now.”

Joe looked down at him and then slowly got up and helped Shaw back to his feet.

“Thanks I’m glad Lilly had you watching her.” Shaw said and walked back to his apartment.

Joe shook his head and mumbled, “You shouldn’t thank me just yet.” Before he went back to his apartment.

“Hey Jay do you know who has Lilly’s cases.”

Jay looked around the office and said, “What no proper greeting?”

He could hear joe sigh in frustration and said, “They went back to the original handler. By the way the diagnosis came back and it could not have been him.”

“Well yeah we are his alliby. I’ll even testify to that fact.” Joe said.

“I know cuz.” Jay said getting up and walked out to the back.

“It was a malfunction in equipment. But the weird thing is that there are weird scratch marks on his shoulder.” Jay said.

Joe thought and asked, “Were they human or demonic.”

Jay sighed and said, “At this rate I’m pretty sure demonic but you know we can’t go putting labels on this case.”

Joe was silent so Jay said, “If there was away to check the claws you know I would let you do all that hocus pocus stuff but everything is now on lockdown and Hunter is having a field day with the reporters and such trying to get statements and wanting to open old cases files.

“I figured. Well thanks for your help and if you see Taylor tell him he is invited to the funeral it’s in two days.” Joe said.

He could hear Jay sound like he was choking on something, “yeah I had almost the same reaction.” Jay heard Joe sigh as he continued, “But Shaw has request his presence.”

“Are you sure that Shaw is in his right state of mind.” Jay asked.

“I don’t know but can you please just extend the invitation.” Joe said.

Jay sighed and said, “Whatever you say but just be prepared for a fight.”

“Yeah don’t remind me. I gotta go I’ll see you and Jimmy at the funeral though.” He said.

“Yeah we will be back up security. Bye Uce.” He said.

“Bye.” Joe said disconnecting the phone.

Chapter 6

“What are you still doing coming back here. You know there is nothing left.”

Lilly’s voice drifted to him. He had been standing in front of the restaurant dreading to go in.

“Look at me.” She prompted.

Shaw really didn’t want to but he did and when he did he saw that she was in a pink tank top white skirt white tights and white sneakers with ping designs on them, she also had a pink and white bow tie on her neck and her face was painted to look like the mangle mask.

“I did have to impervise a bit.” Lilly admitted.

“Are the souls…”

“Yeah they are still here they thought that if they attacked the man who allowed the evil to happen they would be freed.” She said and then sighed heavily as she continued, “However it goes much further. Who knew that there was so much child trafficking in this town?”

Shaw said, “I did.”

“You never told me.” She narrowed her eyes at him.

“Well you never told me about Taylor.” He snapped back.

“Oh…” she pouted and her fox ears dropped a bit. “I’m sorry.”

Shaw shook his head and said, “We can’t fix that now can we.”

She shook her head and said, “No but regardless of how you feel about that you know something isn’t right.”

He nodded and asked, “So who is master?”

“The original golden freddy.” She replied and opened the door so they could enter.

“There is more people?”

“Actually there are more souls here just not the ones in the suits. I know your not that intune like me but I want you to go over there and touch that wall.” She said pointing to it.

He looked at her like she was crazy but did as told. When he did he could feel vibrations. He tapped it and the wall vibrated harder.

“Ok stop pissing off the souls they don’t like that.” She said.

He quickly removed his hand and said, “Why are they in the walls.”

She then walked up behind them and touched it.

“They were the ones that were here long before there was a place like this back when there was true gangs that delt in human trafficking and slavery.” She could feel the vibrations slowing down.

They have different versions of the animontronics underground.” She replied. There is a place that was covered look at the floor plans.

“That would be good if I wasn’t kicked off of the case.” He replied.

Lilly rolled her eyes, “That should be under public knowledge.” Then she walked away and said, “So how is Roman?”

“Fine.” He replied. He then saw a shadow moving across the floor.

“Oh its just Regal. He has been super protective.” She said smiling.

“Why are you guys being nice now. I mean from what I saw of Regals body they totally disassembled it.”

“Well it isn’t night time.” She replied simply.

“And how are you and regal replacements instead of not going to where the other souls should go.” Shaw asked.

Lilly paused and said, “I wish I knew apparently I’m not done and since I kinda made a promise and I gotta keep it. But if the place gets blessed and then if it somehow got burned to the ground and the property was never used again…”

“You really thought about it.” Shaw said.

“Yeah me and Roman were going to try and make that happen.” She replied sadly.

Shaw nodded and saw a dark whispy shadow come around her shoulder.

“Anyway you better leave here the others are a little weird when adults come around.” She said.

“But you’re an adult.” He said.

“They see me and Regal as victims.” She said and lead him to a different exit and stopped at the door.

Shaw paused at the door and then hugged her before he hugged her and then quickly left.

When Shaw woke up he looked around and saw that he was on the couch. He looked at the clock and saw that it was 2 in the morning. He really didn’t want to go back to sleep but what else was there for him.

“Just Two more days till she is in the ground and then the real work can start.” He muttered to himself as he turned off the light.

It was the day of the funeral. It was a sunny day but Shaw couldn’t enjoy it as he sat in the viewing area. He had talked to his aunt and Uncle. They had thanked him for what he did for her.

The people who were there were from his office mainly but there were a few that he did not recognize.

He saw Roman standing off to the side looking around. Then he saw his eyes move to the door and narrow a bit. Shaw fallowed his sight and saw Taylor leaning against a wall.

Shaw popped his jaw and and started to him. He was halfway down the isle when he felt a hand on his wrist. Shaw spun around and instictivly swung but stopped when he saw Joe there. He sighed and let joe lead him to a few seats close to the front. “I want to kill him.” Shaw said. “I know but you invited him and it would be rude to do anything in a funeral. Wait till tomarrow if you still feel like you have the urge to kill him.” Joe said still holding on to his hand and gently rubbing circles on his hand trying to calm him down. Shaw looked at his hand and thought about Damien. He didn’t want to but he felt guilty but was happy that Joe was there. The priest came up and did his part and then it was time to take the body out to the hurse dean, Joe, her father, and three cousins come up. They load her safely into the hurse. As they close the door Shaw looked and saw Taylor coming out and then walking over to his car. “You think he will come to the cemeitary.” Shaw asked as he got into Joe’s car. Joe shrugged and said, “If he is smart he won’t but I know that he will.” He then buckled up and started his car. But didn’t start moving. “When are you going to drive.” Shaw asked. “When you put on your belt.” He replied. “I’m not putting it on I don’t have to.” Shaw said but watched as Joe reached across from him and said, “You are in my car and you will obey my rules.” He clicked the belt and then started to drive. He glanced sideways and saw that Shaw had made no attempt to take it off. “You and Lilly are both alike. If I didn’t know better I would say you are the male version of her.” He said. Shaw stayed quiet but decided he should ask about that later. When they got to the place he noticed that there were people already there waiting for her body to come back out of the car.. “How did these people beat us here.” Shaw asked. “They didn’t come to the catholic church.” Joe answered as he got out and waked to the hurse to take the coffin out. Shaw took his side of the coffin and walked he knew this would be the last time he would physically see Lilly unless she decided to haunt his ass. He thought the last part to himself and gave a smile if anything he was ok by that thought. Joe saw the small smile and narrowed his eyes and looked at him strangely. “I’ll tell you later.” Shaw said as he stepped sat down next to him. When they got to the part about taking dirt and throwing it on the coffin Shaw could hear each handful of dirt hit the coffin. He just stayed sitting there long after a good majority of the people had left. It was onlythen that he noticed that Taylor Black was still there just staring at the hole. Shaw decided it was a good time to talk to him. He saw Joe look at him but Shaw didn’t stop this time. He saw Taylor look up at him. Taylor didn’t seem threatened in fact he just waited for Shaw to come to him. “Sorry for your loss.” Taylor said when Shaw stood in front of him. “Yeah kinda makes you think that someone else was meant to be there. Don’t get me wrong they still have to bury regal but I can’t help but notice you seem to have some guilt.” Shaw said. “Not really I do feel bad that I let her do this case but Kane and Hunter felt it was best.” Taylor said. “Wait what.” Shaw asked. “You didn’t know. I was originally suppose to do this case but then they wanted her.” Taylor said. Shaw thought for a minute and said, “well you have no connections and no intention of helping the dead.” “Besides her wanting to help the dead and those creepy abilities she has ,I hate to say this one but she had child like mentality.” He said. Shaw narrowed his eyes and his voice hardened, “What is that suppose to mean?” Taylor sighed and said, “Look you know she wasn’t all right besides the skitzo stuff...” Shaw didn’t let him finish before he punched him in the face. Taylor staggered backward from the impact sighed and said, “She needed to be with someone even though she would never admit. I shouldn’t have let her take that case with those people but I knew Joe would be the better person to watch over her.” “You never really loved her did you?” Shaw asked. Taylor shook his head and said, “I do but I’m just not the right fit.” Shaw shook his head and said, “I have to go.” Taylor looked watched Shaw’s retreating back as he went back to Joe. Taylor then remembered something Lilly once told him and shook his head and muttered, “Yeah he will be a handful. Good luck Joe.” When Shaw got to Joe, Joe wrapped an arm around his shoulder and led them back to his car and said, “What did he say to you?” Shaw looked at Joe and then shook his head and got into the car silently. The ride back to the apartment was spent in silence with Shaw trying to figure stuff out. When he entered his apartment he only just remembered that Joe was behind him the entire time just waiting silently. “Would you like to come in?” He offered not even turning around to look at him but leaving the door open anyway.

Joe went in and closed the door and checked the locks. When he turned around he could see Shaw laying on his side. Joe was about to take a different chair when Shaw lifted his head and said, “You can sit here.” Joe looked at him and tried to see where he wanted him to sit. Shaw wiggled down on the couch and patted the cushion. Joe slowly walked over and sat down. As soon as he did Shaw just placed his head on his lap. Joe looked down and unconsciously started to pet his head. They both seemed to be comfortable in the silence until shaw said, “What were you and Lilly planning to do?” “She wanted to bless it and then find away to burn it. She said she had some pyro friends who could make that happen. They have a copy of the restaurant. Apperntly there is an underground area.” “Have you been there?” Shaw asked. “Nope but we know where the entrence is. It is under a back room in the restaurant. Lilly thinks that is where they put the out of commission animontronic. She said that it looked like the giant purple bunny that was missing some of its face fur was gurding it and looked ready to attack.” Joe said. Shaw nodded and said, “you want to come with me to see if we can find away to sneak into the building and maybe setting the souls free or just trying to see what is there.” Joe laughed and said, “You think that I have no life but being some kind of ghost hunter.” Shaw bit his lip and was about to respond when he said, “I work at a restaurant I go to work at noon and close at ten. So I can be with you early in the morning if you want.” “Ok.”Shaw said and began to feel sleepy. “He really is a sweet guy.” “To bad I’m already dating someone though.” Shaw relied. Lilly shrugged and said, “I’m sure you will change your mind if you meet him.” “I’m not in the mood to meet one of your hippie spiritual friends.” He said. “He isn’t like that. He goes to the gym and he takes showers.” She offered. Shaw just looked down at her strangely. “Ok fine you don’t have to meet him just yet but I know one day soon you will have to work with him besides you work with the twins so you can probably handle him.” She said. Shaw sighed and said, “You know you are better at working in the morgue why are you going undercover.” “My boyfriend asked me to.” She replied. “Yeah well he seems like a scumbag.” Shaw said “Your not even a real cop.” “I took enough courses to be one.” Lilly snapped at him. “And yet you didn’t pass. You hang out with the dead.” He said. Lilly bit her lip and said, “I thought you would be happy for me.” Shaw sighed and wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close to him and kissed the top of her head and said, “I have been proud of you.” She looked up at him and smiled. When they got into the building they separated but he paused and saw her talking to Tylor. He couldn’t help but cringed and he continued on. “Hey I’m gonna go.” A voice interrupted his thoughts. “What no you can stay if you want.” He said. “Nah this is when Lilly would kick me out anyway. Besides I’ll see you tomarrow morning 8ish.” He said slowly moving and Shaw reluctantly lifted his head up and sat up. He then fallowed Joe to the door. “Good bye.” Joe said. Shaw nodded and watched as Joe went to his apartment and vanish into his door. He felt himself smile a bit as he dissappered back into his apartment. He then took out his phone and saw that he had a missed message from Damien. He then felt guilty even though he technically knew they were on break he felt he should at least break up with him. He sighed and stared at the phone he really didn’t know if he wanted to call him. He then shook his head and knew he was acting rediculus and that he should just end things before they got worse. He pressed the call button and waited. “Hey Shaw. How was the funeral?” Damin said. “It was ok…” he really didn’t know what to say because he remembered inviting him and yet he didn’t see him anywhere or remembered him there. “Sorry I couldn’t make it Hunter wanted me and Kane to look over something.” He replied. “Yeah I knew work would keep you busy. So is Seth going to close all of her cases.” Shaw asked. He heard Damien sigh and say, “He is going to close the file on Lilly’s death because we know he killed her based on footage and his motivation was to keep her from escaping and telling other people.” “Hey Damien you think that we are ever gonna be the same.” Shaw asked. “I don’t think so…” Damien replied slowly. “Ok I just had to know.” Shaw said. “You can take your time moving out I’m not going to throw everything away and be one of those petty people.” Damien said. “Thanks.” Shaw replied and then said, “I’ll see ya when I’m not suspended anymore.” “Yeah bye.” Damien said hanging up the phone. Shaw listened to the disconnect sound a few seconds longer and then hung up his end. “Tomarrow is another day.” He found himself muttering as he fell asleep on the couch.

Chapter 7

Knock, Knock.

Shaw hears the pounds and glares at the door like it is an enemy. He slowly gets up and just out of habit grabes the bat that is stationed by the door. He looks through the peep hole and sees Joe standing there with a bag in one hand and a coffee cup holder in the other.

He then remembers what he agreed to as he opened the door.

“Good Morning.” Joe says and smiles at him.

Shaw kinda squints at him and states, “You’re a morning person aren’t you.”

Joe shrugs as he makes his way past Shaw into the kitchen and said, “Maybe. I just really like to get stuff done early.”

Shaw slowly walked toward the table where Joe was setting up the food. He saw that it was some form of taco.

“Don’t say anything just eat it.” Joe said.

Shaw looked at him but sat down and started to eat. He hated to admit it but it was really good and then mentally slapped himself of course he must have made them being a cook and all.

“No wonder there really isn’t any food here.” He said.

Joe nodded and sat down. They were both eating in silence Shaw because he wanted to ask a question and wasn’t sure how to put it and Joe just because Shaw seemed to want it that way.

After a few minutes Shaw said, “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” Joe said.

“Did Lilly ever seem off to you. Like she….” Shaw started to say but ended up pushing his lips together trying to find the right words to describe it.

Joe understood where this is going and said, “Why would you even ask that. Was it something that Tylor said.” He narrowed his eyes and then shook his head and continued, “He must have because otherwise you wouldn’t even ask that.” He looked at Shaw and saw everything he said was confirmed, “Look I know that she was difficult at times and yes there were sometimes when she was childlike and maybe didn’t fully grasp some concepts but she was no idiot and I think that Tylor hated it because he couldn’t fully manipulate her. In fact there was this one time she did figure it out and she was livid it was the day they broke up she almost destroyed his dick and it took both Jimmy and Jay to take her off of them. They had scratch marks that looked like a demon shedded them for a week.”

Shaw smiled and gave a soft laugh and said, “Yeah that is her.”

Joe smiled and said, “I knew that would make you laugh.

Shaw nodded and got up to put the dishes away and said, “So do you have a vauge idea of where she was talking about when she said there is an underground entry way.”

Joe nodded and said, “there is an unmarked room in the restaurant that she kind of could sense but it was kind of guarded.

“Yeah there was a room that had this purple bunny with a ripped off face.” Shaw said and shivered slightly as he remembered it.

Joe looked at him and said, “Your thinking of something aren’t you.”

“The animontronics won’t be there they are stll locked up in the evidence locker at the police office.”

“And do you not remember what room the animontronic was in?”

“No its not that but…” h e paused not sure how to place the next thought.

“The souls may or may not be attached.” Joe said.

Shaw looked at him and was about to say something when Joe said, “I was thinking the same thing too.”

“But then where would they go.” Dean asked.

“Stay in the location itself.” Joe said and took a drink and said, “Come on we should be doing things.”

Shaw got up and replied, “Yes we do.”

Then they went to Joe’s car. As they were driving Shaw kept looking around he thought that since it was an active case that he would at least see a police car or even the undercover cars. When they got to the building Shaw said, “Don’t park in the front park to the back there is apparently free parking and a back door to the restaurnat.

Joe did as he was instructed and parked close enough to the place that if they had to run they could but far enough that people would think they were going elsewhere.

When they got to the back door Shaw took out a kit but looked at the door more closely and saw that the police tape had been tinkered with.

“This isn’t good.” He said.

“What isn’t?” Joe said getting closer to him providing cover if he needed it.

“Someone has messed with this scene.” He said.

“Really?” Joe questioned.

Dean pointed to the damage. “It was cut with a box cutter.” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out some leather gloves and pushed on the knob and was surprised when it turned easily.

Joe looked at Shaws face and asked, “Should we be concerned.”

“I don’t think so.” He replied as he held the door open and entered the building.

Joe looked out at the street he couldn’t shake the odd feeling that someone wasn’t coming out alive. He took out his phone and sent one last message out.

Chapter 8

When Joe finally opened the door he smelled a strange smell. “What the hell is that?”

“I think it is rotting food.” Shaw said as he came out from behind a stage curtin. “The cleaners obviously haven’t come in a while.”

“Or they did and they never came back out.” Joe said.

Shaw said, “I really won’t rule out that theory.” He saw Joes face and said, “I haven’t seen any blood yet so there is still a chance that nothing has entered the facility.”

Joe looked and said, “This place was really creepy without kids running around and the animontronics.”

Shaw looked around and said, “I have never set foot in this place till that night. I tend to avoid places with children.”

Joe kinda didn’t know if there was a part of him that wish he had a kid or a childhood but he didn’t say anything and said, “If I have a kid I thought it would have been fun to take them to places like this but now I don’t think so much anymore.”

Shaw shrugged and said, “do you have a kid.”

“Nope but I do want some but I’ll even be greatfull for one.” Joe replied.

He then remembered something Lilly told him.

“I think you two would get along good cause you two have the same goals in life.” Lilly said looking up from a text book.

“Oh and what is it that I want.” He asked looking over at her from his spot on his couch.

“You want a family and you want real love.” She replied simply. Then added, “Damien is a good guy but I still think you can do better.”

Shaw shrugged her off and then she sighed and put down her book and said, “You know you want kids but it is really Damien that is pushing the kids are horrible and a true commitment. And yes I do agree that it isn’t the same as taking care of a puppy it is still a commentment thing and you are a commitmentphobe.”

Shaw said, “I am not I just want to make sure that he is the right one.”

“You do know that if you have to ask that then it’s probably not an answer you will like.” She replied. She then saw him curl into the couch more

“that guy that I told you about Joe, he is good match for you just saying.” She then handed him a book and said, “even your chiniese zodiacs match up.”

He took the book and looked at it long enough to see what he was.

Everything was turning out to be true.

“Hey I think I found the employee rooms.” Joe’s voice said.

Shaw shook himself out of it and saw that he had walked away from the stage and was in a corner. He fallowed him through a swinging door and saw that they were in a back hallway. “Lets check the left side first.” Joe suggested.

Shaw nodded and they walked a few feet and saw the they had found the kitchen. He saw that it was still unchanged. He went to the refegerator. He stood to the side and slowly opened the door halfway expecting organs to come out of it but when he opened it he was slightly disappointed however it did look like some of the fresh items were beginning to mold.

Joe said, “You thinking something weird weren’t you.”

Shaw looked at him and wondered how did he know what he was thinking.

Joe raised his hand and tapped his head and said, “It was just a guess.”

Shaw closed the door and they continued down the hall and saw that they were just empty party rooms. They then turned and walked back to the other side of the hall.

When they passed by a door Shaw just paused and looked at it. He swore he could he small scratches coming from the otherside. He turned to Joe who just looked at him. Shaw then stepped up to the door and stood there.

When nothing happened he put his hand on the door and opened it slowly. He recognized the room immediately.

“This is the one.” He said.

Joe looked around the room and nodded and said, “so where was that animontrinic specifically.

Shaw looked around and then his eyes fell to the corner and he narrowed them. He could see the bunny shape just sitting there or at least the shadow of the bunny. He looked at the bunnies claw and saw that it was tapping the ground.

“Over there.” He said pointing.

Joe went over and closed his eyes and started to mumble something.

Shaw just listened to him repeat words over and over that made no sense to him. He could feel the slight change of pressure in the room change. He saw joe with his eyes closed and standing there with his hands pressed together like he was pryaing.

Shaw looked at the spot and saw that it was a diffent coloration compared to the other tile in the restaurant. He knew it wouldn’t be easy to get it to move but it could be done. He looked around and saw a crowbar leaning on the wall. He walked over to it and picked it up. He then turned to look at the bunny who was still tapping the ground. He went to the side of it and saw that the bunny had stopped tapping. he then looked at the face and saw that it was looking at him. Shaw froze unable to take his eyes away from the black shadow bunny. He reached out for Shaws face and shaw fell forward.

“Your fine open your eyes.”

Shaw shook his head stubbornly and closed his eyes tighter.

“Would I lie to you.”

“No.” he said and opened up his eyes and saw Lilly standing there in a pink tank top and white pants. He then looked at her neck and saw a giant pink and white bow tie.

“Pretty cute and not threatening.” She said smiling at him.

“You still killed the man.” Shaw said.

She bit her lip slowly and said, “I didn’t. That was all you that night. You were in a state of stress and you wanted revenge so badly that you took that mask and went to kill him. I must admit I am so proud of you.” She then clasped her hands together happily and continued, “Also glad that you were able to work with Joe.”

“You somehow set this shit up from beyond the grave you sneaky little…”

“Nope.” She said cutting him off. She then looked and said, “ Remember when I told yourThere are more souls here then what I thought those were just the recent ones apperntly this has been going on since the 1950’s all of the kidnappings and trafficking although they only declared them missing. Those souls are still here they have a stronger presense and I don’t think they can be stopped. They will kill anyone since their killers are probably dead and the families have long since been warned to never return.

Shaw nodded and said, “I haven’t had time to look it up but I willl

She continued, “I really wouldn’t try to go into the basement alone cause that is where they hide. They kind of warped every thing and they have practiced a whole lot more that they can kill with out having to pocess a body.

“What do you mean possess a body.” He asked.

“They can mess with your mind by making a place seem bigger then it is. I don’t know but I have meet some of them and they are creepy. I offered to find people to move them on but they are so attached its like.” She then took his hand like she did in his dream and placed it on the wall and asked, “Do you feel that.”

He shook his head and said, “I feel nothing.”

She sighed and closed her eyes and said, “Your not trying not really. Close your eyes and really feel.”

He sighed and did as she suggested. He felt a tiny pulse and could feel a slight vibration through the wall.

“How..” then he remembered the dream and nodded

“They are so ingrained here that not just there energy is trapped but there soul is intertwining in the walls.” She shivered and said, “If you can truly see what I do the you can see the faces and the human shapes in the walls.

“So that was like a heart beat.” He asked slowly.

She nodded.

“why would…”

She shrugged and said, “I don’t know but this was a problem that generations of owners had.” She paused and looked around.

Dean fallowed her gaze and saw nothing.

“You better get Joe and get out of here.” She said and then started to rub at her eyes.

Dean took one looked at her and saw that the clothes were becoming taters and that her body was becoming more like the anamontronic.

He then closed his eyes and then looked around he saw Joe looking down at him. “What just happened?”

“I don’t know but we should leave.”

“why?”

“This place is going to freak out soon. Besides I know what we have to do.” He said starting to rise and took joes hand to help him up.