#if she did design or have a hand in designing the glamrocks how do you know she didnt design him too

[basslinegrave]

holy shit just had a big brain revelation

drawing another piece for cringetober and its the gijinka one and what do you know. ofc im drawing the mxes entity as william because. and my plan initially was to make his skin just normal but as i was coloring it, i made him be a similar (blue purply) color to the entity overall, skin included, but i was curious how he would look like with normal human skin too so, im coloring his face and neck and thinking, hey how could i include his springlock scars, since the pale skin is asking for some of the markings

and the fucking. the white lines all over the entity's body are the springlock scars

thats it thats my new Thought.

my new silly headcanon based on absolutely nothing besides a what if

[peachyfnaf]

sun and moon show tumblr dashboard simulator. because i find these hilarious and this fandom needs one. assume this takes place in a "bad shit happens, but everyone's still on speaking terms" au for it to make the most sense kfjhsfd

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when the nightmare goes so hard when you wake up you have to walk into the ocean just to make sure

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Lunar, are you okay..?

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guess

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ok but the creator is kind of a dilf tho

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he's killed hundreds

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is a man not allowed to be a manic pixie dream girl in this day and age

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guys are we just ignoring op's url

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coming across montgomery gator in the wild is crazy. like i was just trying to make a deposit at the bank one time and he came up behind me and punched the teller in the face

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op my girlfriend went thru a similar experience a few months ago. this dude sounds like a menace, fr. so happy hes not near me.

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182.62.250.90

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is that my fukcign ip address

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This is a gentle reminder that everything will be okay, you just have to give it time!!!

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im seriously at my limit

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Just give it time, everyone!!!

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earth are you okay

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guess

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nexus NO

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eclipse v2 and nexus are one in the same. hit post. and go to bed

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i just woke up. ive never been this scared to look at notes in my life

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i love going to the pizzaplex with my little sister bc she's there for the glamrocks. i'm there to see if i can get my hands on that twinky little jester

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Which twinky little jester op

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the daycare attendant model??? whomst the fuck else?????

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You'd be surprised how little that narrows it down, actually

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bro what did v2 do to you

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exist

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every day i try to not let my brother rob a bank, and then every day he provides me good reasons as to why i should let him

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sun do yuo know what you could do with the money

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i dont want to know, moon

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do you need a getaway diver

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"sun is so cute!! solar's such a dilf. nexus being insane is so ho-"

absolutely none of you can handle what i have to say about him

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god help me, hes so fine

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yeah, him and all 5 pixels

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i see god smited you for this one

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wrong deity, but appreciate it regardless

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THE DEVIL FROM THE BIBLE??!?!

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if anything happens to this blog i genuinely hope taurus destroys the planet

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it's taken months, but i've finally finished it. the document explaining everything wrong with the sun and moon show

here's the link. enjoy

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every time one of us makes them mad, moon and nexus get closer to becoming the Hitachiin twins from ohshc to retaliate, and i fear the day they decide to just do it

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even the thought of doing that is stupid

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even the thought of doing that is stupid

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HOW DID YOU BOTH REBLOG AT THE EXACT SAME TIME THIS POST HAS BEEN UP FOR 4 MINUTES

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"we need more evil women in the world!!!" you people cant even handle miku

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starting a conspiracy theory that we're all just puppets in a youtube show's script and that's why our lives are so miserable

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hey guys why was i shadowbanned after posting this

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[factual-fantasy]

27 ASKS!! AAA THANK YOU!! :DDD

Good question! :0 The Glamrocks would be quite creeped out. And actually, so would the sister location gang!

What I had in mind for my circus gang was that their face plates are not meant to move around to make them look more life like. They have the face plates for easy repair, replacement, cosmetic changes, and easy access to the endoskeleton if needed. When the animatronic is active, the faceplates are locked up tight and are not meant to open while the animatronic is active. Again, its just for easy repair and replacements.

So since the animatronics are not meant to move their plates, if one of them looked in a mirror and their face plates moved or opened.? They'd freak out! That's not meant to open! I must be broken! And they'd run to an employee for help <XD

NOOOO NOT THE BEAM ATTACK--

Maybe! :0 I haven't thought that part of the story through but I wouldn't be against that idea!

Funny how you say that when recently Browns headlights went out. Yeah he really does need glasses XDD

(He's fixed now btw don't worry👍)

She wasn't intended to have much of a role in the AU, considering Mario and Luigi are the only humans in the mushroom kingdoms dimension..

Maybe she could have been a childhood friend that they knew? Maybe she was their next door neighbor? Or perhaps a customer of theirs? What ever role she had in their lives back on Earth, it wasn't meant to be significant enough to remember/miss her..

@thebranflakescereal

The sister location gang? Prooobaly Circus Baby, with Funtime Freddy as a close second.

The Glamrock gang? Probably the daycare attendant XDD

@neo-metalscottic (Post in question)

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DD I'm so glad you liked my designs! And I'm also glad that my more mellow "go with the flow" vibe for Freddy was seen! That's what I was aiming for! :DD

As for the map bot question, yes! The beloved map bot is alive and well <XDD He's not a threat to Gregory currently and he thankfully doesn't bother the main cast much. He just hangs around until he sees someone in need of a map! XD

@ghfhgkfngjvfnvmfkf

Hmm,, good question. I think if Funtime Freddy was decommissioned but they kept the Bon's around?.. They wouldn't put the bons with Circus Baby or Ballora becuase they'd be out of place. Ballora and the reenas are humanoid. They're pretty, delicate, and are ballerinas. Circus Baby, Ennard and the Bidybabs are all humanoid as well and clown themed. With specific color palettes and a clown performance.

What they'd probably do is put them with Funtime Foxy and just expand his act to accommodate for the extra people. They'd make Foxy a magician/ringmaster and somehow incorporate the Bons into his act. Since him, Chica and the Bons are all animals it would fit better.

You can just put it in a paint program and white out all the characters like I did. :0

I did keep some of Jevil's powers from the game yeah. :0 But I've altered almost all of them in some way-

In the Grillby fight he's seen "teleporting" to avoid Grillby's attacks. I believe I saw a gif of Jevil teleporting and there looked to be a motion blur effect..? So I interpreted that as he doesn't necessarily disappear and reappear...? More he just moves incredibly fast.

He miiight be able to turn into the scythe.? But I've mostly just interpreted that as he is able to summon a scythe to his hands when ever he may need it. I haven't made use of the cloning ability because, well, I didn't know he could do that- <XDD I'll definitely have to add that though!

For Goner kid I'm not too sure.. my version has her as Monster kids little sister. And I've seen a lot of interpretations of MK having fire breathing powers. Maybe she has fire related powers too..? Either way, it'll take a long time for her to remember the powers she has, and even longer to learn how to control them. So as it stands right now she's pretty defenseless..

Spamton is supposed to have most/all of the powers that original Spamton does in the game. But his attacks are kind'a.. broken. Spamton's physical injuries leaked down into his very soul and cracked it. So all of his attacks are messed up. I'd have to do some research on what his attacks actually are, and then make them broken if he ever tries to use them.

Like for example, 2/3 projectiles he summons will fly off in the wrong direction. Any weapons that he summons will have bent handles and break easy.. stuff like that :(

I've heard about that power, but as far as I know Mario and Luigi just kind'a.. have that power naturally.? While in my AU, all the bros power come exclusively from powerups. If there was a Firebrand mushroom and a thunderhand flower? Sure! But if its something they can just do without any powerup assistance, then it wont fit into my AU.. :/

(Video in question)

XDD I can see that happening to Shellington and Kwazii

With DJ, Sun and Moon? Its very possible XDD

I think they'd get a long great! My version of Funtime Freddy is toned down a bit compared to canon Funtime <XD No crazy, "HEY BAWN BAWN!!"

(Post in question)

Yes! Even though he has nothing to do with sister location (as far as I can remember--) I've still thought about adding him in some kind of cryptic way.. 👀

@clockworkthenightbard

Thank you so much!! :DD

@khoiazo

AKASNSWNDEO TRAUMATIZED XDDD

Nope! They're all very colorful and sparkly, but they are not intended to be Glamrocks. :}

@minnesotamedic186

Yoooo that's a good idea! I'll have to at least do something with the Electrobab XD

@milk-powrit (Post in question)

Thank you!! :DD I cant fully retrace my thought process- But I believe I wanted to make the Minireenas not scary. So I gave them cute faces and dresses. But I thought that having all these tiny little doll girls running around might feel a bit creepy to little kids..

So I thought hey! What if I slap some wings on them and make them fly around like fairies?? And to make them even less scary, I can make them look like familiar bugs that kids like! Lady bug, butterfly, bumble bee, dragon fly... and then I thiiiink I designed Ballora after.? Or maybe Ballora being based on a butterfly was what first inspired me.?

Either way- Ballora is based on a Blue Morpho butterfly! Very pretty :}}

@bunny-coffee

Sorry, I don't take requests! But that's not a bad idea.. 🤔 Maybe someday XD

@astrokea

Awe, thank you!! :DD I'm glad you like what I make!! :}}

@beryl-shade

Jevil and Seam do not reveal their injuries to anyone unless they absolutely have to. And when they do, yeah its only to each other..

Like for example; if Seams eye socket started to hurt and it needed to be looked at/tended to. Seam would only feel comfortable having it tended to by Jevil. But the whole time he'd still be incredibly uncomfortable and would cover it back up as soon as he could..

I'm not sure if I've answered this ask before and forgot to delete it, or if its an old ask that got buried and I never answered it at all-- either way!--

Yeah, Jevil would be pretty spooked by his original counterpart. Because original Jevil is clearly insane.. But he'd also feel kind'a bad for his original.. he's still trapped in a cell..

Seam is definitely envious of his original. He thinks his original got off easy. He doesn't even have shackles. And his stitched mouth doesn't seem to bother him..

My Goner kid arguably has it better than the original. Considering the original is still lost in the void somewhere..

And I intended for Grillby to encounter another version of him. Maybe not the original, but at least another version. He saw his other self with his daughter.. it was really hard for him..

@luna-purple454 @elegysonnet (Post in question)

Sorry for the late reply you three! I was intending to draw a comic for this but I never got around to it.. haha,, <:D ..anyways-

What ends up happening is Papyrus offers to help. Seam is scared out of his mind but he ends up taking Papyrus' offer.

Papyrus picks up Jevil and helps Seam stand up. They make their way out of the dying forest, stepping over fallen trees and branches. All the while Papyrus is talking to Seam. "What's your name? Where are you from?" Seam tells him their names but that's about all he can manage to say through his trembling..

All the while they're walking something just.. feels really off. Why are all the trees and grass dead? Why is it so warm around here? Seam is sure he's seen this place before in other AUs. Isn't there supposed to be snow on the ground?

Eventually they make their way into snowdin. Seam was so stressed that he didn't really take the time to scan his surroundings. Although he did notice that they were walking through snow now. They get to Papyrus' house and walk inside.

The house is lit by candles, and all the lights are off. Seam and Jevil are put on the couch, Papyrus goes into the kitchen to make some soup for them to eat.

This when things takes a horrifying turn. While anxiously waiting for Jevil to wake up, Seam looks out the window..

The snow outside isn't like a blanket of snow. Rather its gathered in big piles. The big lumps of wispy snow cover the ground in front of the houses, but don't go into the forest and it isn't on any of the trees..

And then he notices.. there's children's shoes and coats buried in the.. "snow"..

Seam is a darkener, so he does not turn to dust when he dies. But he knows that AU's that have a snowdin town in it.. the monster's there turn to dust when they die.

There are mountains of bodies outside. What happened here? Who killed all those people? Thats why there's no power to the house isn't it? That's why its so warm, that's why all the trees are dead. The people who man the core are all dead. Everyone in this AU is dead, everything is dead. But who killed them? What happened?

..Did Papyrus....?

Horror washes over Seam. It was Papyrus wasn't it. He killed all those people. And now Seam is in Papyrus' house. He doesn't have the strength to get up, he cant run- he cant escape-

Its in that moment of pure dread.. that Jevil started to stir, and Papyrus walked back in..

[floorsauce]

Name meanings of the glamrock animatronics (because I love when the meaning of a name goes hand in hand with how someone is as a person)

Freddy) a gender neutral name of German origin that means, "peaceful ruler," "magical counselor," and "elf."

Given that Freddy is the face of the band, and he's often the sweet and level headed father figure to guide you through the pizzaplex, this name totally checks out

Monty/Montgomery) a (usually) male name of French origin, Montgomery means "mountain belonging to the ruler," and also, "man power."

Putting Monty's anger aside, it's been noted that the dude is pretty fricken strong. Most notably, he stopped the hole-in-one bucket from crashing onto him and could've even propped it back up if it weren't for the catwalks breaking. The floor broke before Monty did. I always thought that was a neat detail for some reason

Roxy/Roxanne) Roxanne is a name with Persian and Latin origins, (though one source mentions Roxanne having French origins as well,) and generally translates to "Dawn," "Bright" and "Sun/Sun God."

Roxy may have some self esteem issues, but knowing that her name means bright, I say rock the stage girl. You are the best :)

Chica) Chica is a feminine Spanish name that means, "little girl," or "little one." It's honestly pretty straight forward, though I also learned that the masculine version is Chico

Chica may not be so little in Security Breach, but she does have the prettiest colors imo. I especially love her pink eye patch. And I guess she's the shortest of the glamrocks, so there's that too

Bonus!

Bonnie) coming from Scotland, with some French influence, the name Bonnie is usually feminine and often means, "beautiful," "pretty," "cheerful," and "good." While Bonnie can be a good name on its own, it can also be short for Bonnibel, Bonita, and Bonnielee.

Even though we don't see Bonnie in action in the game, I kinda get the impression that Bonnie seems like a pretty good, upbeat guy. He was loved by fans, to the point kids kept asking where he is despite being gone for quite a while. He also inspired and mentored Monty, and if we consider that Bonnie has star designs on him and Freddy most likely got the Superstar nickname from Bonnie, then we might as well believe that Bonnie was always bright and uplifting towards others.

I know this was really random, and there's the possibility I got some of my information wrong (if so, I'm really sorry) but I wanted to try something different from the usual fanart, and I really do like names and name meanings. I know some people don't take name meanings too seriously, but it's also kinda neat how it can line up with you and your personality.

Anyways, til next time

[cardhamine]

Tiny short AU of an AU

*Christmas Breached Ficlet Under Readmore*

This technically takes place one year AFTER the end of Breached - except it's after an ending that I didn't go with. So it technically doesn't have spoilers! This is from an Alt Ending of the Breached AU I've called "5 Star Fam" since way before Ruin came out. Haha

For the uninitiated, the Breached AU is about if Vanny and the nightguard (Vanessa/'Ava') are different people and they're gay.

5 Star Fam Ending is one where everything turns out 100% fine, and they all (including a certain DID alter) live fairly normal lives after Security Breach night is over with. Although there's zero Freddy in this one. (There's a more Malhare-centric Xmas fic that does feature Freddy more, but I decided not to post it.)

Also, leave it to me to start off with a cute Xmas idea and make it emotional by the end.

TW: One mildly suggestive sentence

12/23/202X

“I think … they’re done.”

“Ooh! Lemme see!”

A little over a year after the horrible events at the Pizzaplex had been resolved, Vanny still couldn’t believe she was there. This time last year, she had only just been released from the hospital. Back then, she was still so, so afraid that Glitchtrap would come back – much too afraid to trust herself alone with the blonde ex-security guard she’d almost murdered a dozen times over. And much too guilt-ridden to allow herself the enjoyment of standing in that same woman’s kitchen doing something so innocent as decorating sweets for Christmas.

That same woman, by the way, had eagerly made her way over to get a better look at the icing-laced designs Vanny had just finished on her portion of the sugar cookies. Placing a hand on Vanny’s shoulder and peeking over, Ava’s green eyes grew wide, and she grinned. “Awe, they’re so cute! Like from a real patisserie! You’re too good at stuff, Van.”

Ava’s fawning was something she feared she’d never get used to. She huffed out a red-cheeked sigh, then cleared her throat. “It’s really not that impressive. I did all that work tinkering with tiny parts in the animatronics, and then I made some miniature models to present to the design team. Like Moon, remember? So I’m good with my hands, that’s all.”

“Oh, I’m very aware of how good you are with your hands.”

Vanny imagined her cheeks must have resembled the red of the Christmas stockings hanging a few feet away. Noticing the response, the blonde burst into a fit of uncontrollable giggles, which only flustered Vanny more. Before she could muster any adequate response, though, another person stepped through the doorway to the kitchen.

Gregory’s tongue stuck out just a bit as he concentrated hard on not dropping the plate of carefully decorated cookies in his hands. Five sugary figures of what looked like the Glamrocks had been meticulously detailed in colorful icing, and he was determined to get them to their place on the counter without messing them up. Once he set the plate down, he eyed the two women suspiciously. Vanny looked pointedly away, though that made her embarrassment even more obvious. Ava, on the other hand, looked the picture of innocence with her usual sunshiny smile.

“You guys are being weird again,” Gregory commented, his eyes narrowing.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” Ava stepped over to get a better look at his designs. “Holy cow, Kiddo! Those look amazing!” She waved Vanny over and nodded in the direction of his cookies. From the way the brunette’s expression melted free of embarrassment and into some mild surprise, it was obvious she was genuinely impressed.

“I didn’t know you were an artist,” she said mildly. “Not bad at all.”

“I know I’m good,” the boy grumbled in response, crossing his arms. “I draw a lot.” Vanny couldn’t help the tiny smile that tugged at her lips. (Ava deliberately did not bring up the very well-done but incredibly macabre comics he had been producing over the last year; she was pretty sure Vanny wasn’t aware of them quite yet.)

Vanny, meanwhile, was still looking over Gregory’s decorating skills. “Oh, you did Bonnie too.” Her eyes widened a bit as she noticed the neon-blue icing of the fifth cookie.

“Well, you said you were fixing him so he’d be back in the band again.” Gregory reached forward and adjusted the placing of the cookies so they stood in a straight row. With a low mutter, he added, “Six months ago.”

Vanny sighed. “We talked about this. You’ve done a great job helping me rebuild his frame, but repairing a CPU that was as damaged as Bonnie’s can be difficult – if not impossible. Doing things right takes time. Plus, with the M.X.E.S. programming taking up so much of my focus-”

“Yeah, yeah. You have more important things to do.”

Vanny and Ava traded glances. Before Ava could come to her girlfriend’s defense, Vanny gave a quick shake of her head, so the blonde stood down.

Gregory huffed and turned to leave. “I’m going to my-“ Abruptly, he paused, eyes trained on the space at the top of the doorway. Hanging there was a sprig of mistletoe, its white berries glaringly obvious against its green leaves. He spun around again, his face contorted in disgust as he pointed accusingly at the offending foliage. “No wonder you guys were being so weird. I can’t believe you actually put that up.”

Ava “snnrked” out a laugh but shook her head. “Good guess and all, Kid, but neither of us put that up.” Vanny groaned out a sigh, and Ava snickered again. “Either way, it’s cute! It’s just a silly tradition.”

Gregory rolled his eyes. “A dumb tradition gross adults made up so they’d have an excuse to kiss.”

Taking a few steps in his direction, Ava let out a long, drawn-out “Hmmm.” She tapped thoughtfully – exaggeratedly so – at her chin and mused, “You know, it sounds to me like someone’s jealous.”

Gregory scoffed. “Jealous? Of gross adults kissing?”

She took another couple steps. “I mean, maybe I’m just reading into it too much or something, but you’re complaining an awful lot. Sounds kind of like you’re just mad you’re missing out on all the kisses.”

The boy squinted in her direction suspiciously. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Ava shook her head sadly. “I just didn’t realize you felt so left out! I’m a terrible guardian. Everyone should feel included.”

Gregory’s eyes grew wide as dinner plates, and he took two steps back. “Vanessa Avalon Andros, you’d better not!”

From her comfortable spot a few feet away, Vanny held her hand up to cover the grin growing up her cheeks. “Oh, he used your whole name, Blondie. He must be serious.”

“Not as serious as me~” In a flash, she had scooped the boy up, his arms pinned against his sides as she kissed the top of his head. Vanny bit back a laugh as she considered that the image looked a lot more like a chicken pecking at grain than a grown woman delivering a dozen obnoxious smooches to a boy’s messy mop of hair. For his part, Gregory fussed and kicked his feet back and forth futilely, but her grip around him was too tight.   

Once she was done peppering kisses, she let go, allowing him to land on his feet. "There you go, Squirt! Your share of Christmas smooches."

He huffed and pushed her away. "I hate it here," he grumbled; though there was an exasperated smile tugging at his lips that made it seem that the complaint wasn’t entirely genuine.

Still, he turned to leave for his room, so she piped up, "Oh, wait! The icing on the cookies will be dry in like, an hour or something. You're still gonna come help us eat them, right?"

"After that? I shouldn’t," he answered blandly, "but yeah. I just promised I'd do a video call with my friend. I'll be back in a little while." After he was out of sight down the hall, he called back, "But don't eat Monty before I get back like you did last year!"

The blonde turned back, eyed the plate of Christmas cookies with interest, then murmured conspiringly to Vanny, "No promises~"

Though Vanny smiled back, her mind was caught on something. "This time last year,” she asked slowly, her smile fading a little as she thought back, "he was already staying with you. Did you guys actually celebrate Christmas? Or..?"

"Oh." Ava started cleaning up all manner of messy baking ingredients from their earlier cookie preparations. "Well, sort of. I tried, I mean. But he apparently hadn't celebrated Christmas since he lost his parents a few years ago, and after everything that happened last September... He's a lot more open to celebrating this year, I guess is how I should put it. We both are."

Vanny nodded wordlessly, staring down at the kitchen counter without asking anything else.

Ava began scrubbing a little too hard at a spot of icing that had begun to stain the counter linoleum. Her voice was uncharacteristically cautious when she asked, "You-... Did you-..  I mean, Bunny said you guys never had Christmas, growing up. Is that true, or..?"

Vanny groaned. "Did she tell you every miserable detail about our life?" She sighed. "No. Our family didn't celebrate any holidays. At least, not with us. And once we lived on our own, I focused so much on work that I never got around to it, exactly."

"Oh."

There was silence again until Vanny spoke up again. "I can't think of a better first Christmas to have than one shared with you, anyway."

Ava glanced over, her green eyes bright. "You mean that?"

"Of course I do."

With a rosy-cheeked grin, Ava closed the distance between them immediately. She rested her forehead against her girlfriend's and let out a pleased sigh. "That's a relief. I was really nervous, actually."

Vanny huffed out a breathy laugh. "I could tell."

"I hate that you always know when I'm anxious."

"You wear your emotions on your sleeve, Blondie. It's something I love about you."

"Yeah, well..." Flustered, Ava nuzzled her forehead against Vanny's. "Anyway. I wanted your first Christmas to be good."

"As long as it's with you, it will be."

Ava huffed out a flustered laugh. "Then it's going to be great, because I'm not going anywhere." She planted a peck on Vanny's forehead and pulled back to return to her cleaning. A few moments passed before she changed subjects slightly. "I'm a little nervous about the Kid's Christmas, too, it being the first one without his parents and all. I'm not ... pushing things, am I?"

Vanny frowned softly. "No, I don't think so. He's come a long way since he first moved in. And you've been really careful to not push the more family-oriented traditions. He... He seems like he's doing okay."

"Christmas will be the real test." The words were spoken so resolutely it almost sounded like she was preparing to go to war.

"Christmas will be the real test," Vanny repeated with a nod, though her tone was gentler. "But no matter what, it'll be okay. You handled the nightmares and the panic attacks, then him starting school... You can handle whatever comes next." She paused. "And I'll be here. Even if he doesn't want my help, I'll do what I can."

Ava shook her head. "I know you think he doesn’t like you, but-"

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening echoed from the other side of the house. Following it came footsteps and Gregory's voice. The women paused and turned as he approached.

"Yeah, hold on, I'll prove it! I did all of them; why would I leave out Roxy?" He made his way in, holding his phone up as he facetimed with someone. He didn’t acknowledge the other two as he beelined to cookies and turned the camera of his phone toward them. “See?” He pointed towards the wolf-shaped sugar cookie. “Roxy.”

A young feminine voice spoke out through the speaker. “You got the design on her top wrong, but it looks good other than that!”

The boy rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t a nut about Roxy like you,” he argued.

“Hey! I said it looked good otherwise!”

“Thanks, I guess.” He puffed.

“Is she still getting fixed? Roxy, I mean?”

“My friend said she is, so she is. Hold your horses, alright? Doing stuff right takes time.”

“I was just asking.” Before Gregory could respond, the girl spoke up again. “Oh, shoot. My dad’s calling. Sorry, Gregory.”

“It’s okay.”

“I’ll text you! See you.”

“See you.”

Gregory poked at his phone screen, then continued to poke around at apps for a few more seconds before a curious Ava spoke up.

“Who was that?”

Gregory looked up. Ava and Vanny were watching him with interest, but Ava was the one who was leaning forward, resting her chin in her hands with wide eyes.

He looked back at his phone. “A friend from when I was living in the pizzaplex,” he answered mildly.

Ava buzzed with excitement. “Awe, a little friend!”

On the other hand, Vanny’s eyes narrowed. She crossed her arms. “Like, one you met in real life? Not just one you only know from your VR games?”

“My online friends are real friends.”

Vanny sighed and evened out her tone. “I didn’t say they weren’t. I very specifically said, ‘one you met in real life.’ Like, in person.”

Gregory relaxed a little. “Yeah. We hung out at the pizzaplex a lot before- … before everything happened. We go to different schools now, but she plays some of the same online games as me.”

There was another question Vanny was itching to ask, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it in front of Ava. There were some things she didn’t know if Ava knew. Things that weren’t entirely hers to tell. Maybe she could get that question answered in a more roundabout way. “She must’ve been at the pizzaplex pretty often if you guys spent that much time together. She wasn’t one of those kids obsessed with going to the arcade every day, was she?”

Gregory cast a knowing look her way. He shook his head. “No. Her dad worked there is all.”

Vanny let out a quiet sigh of relief. If Gregory was spending time with the other apprentices again – if they were even still alive – that could be a problem. There was always the chance that William’s influence wasn’t entirely gone, wasn’t there? Even after everything they’d done, after everything they were still doing, the possibility was there. If there was even a single person out there that had been influenced by William, there was a risk that he could claw his way back to power. That was her fear, at least.

Ava, it seemed, did not have the same concerns weighing her down. In fact, the revelation about Gregory’s friend had brought out her golden retriever energy in full force. She practically had stars in her eyes as she asked eagerly, “Does she live nearby? Why don’t you invite her over? What’s her name?”

Used to her overzealous behavior by now, Gregory waited patiently for the deluge of questions to come to an end. Once it had, he answered in order, “She lives maybe twenty minutes from here. I haven’t invited her because I live with a bunch of weirdos. Her name’s Cassie.”

“Cassie!” Ava crooned. “Well, if she lives so close, you have to invite Cassie to meet the weirdos you live with. I can go pick her up and everything! Or I could drive you over there to hang out. Unless her dad is bad news, I mean. Is her dad bad news?”

“Blondie.” Vanny nudged her girlfriend gently. “Your savior complex is showing.” Though a charmed smile tugged at her lips, she couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit overwhelmed on Gregory’s behalf.

If Gregory was overwhelmed by the blonde’s overbearing exuberance, it didn’t show. “Her dad is super cool, actually. He just has to work all the time, and with the pizzaplex closed down, she gets left home alone a lot.”

“Well,” Ava was definitely trying to reign in her enthusiasm but failing, “there’s no need for her to be alone all the time. We have plenty of company over here, even if we’re a little weird. Oh! Maybe even for Christmas! That would be fun, don’t you think, Van?”

Vanny huffed out a breathy laugh. Noticing the boy’s thoughtful expression, she asked softly, “What do you think about that, Gregory?”

Gregory glanced back down at his phone, considering the question quietly. Eventually, he nodded. “I think that would be cool.”

[rebloggedsunsox]

SECURITY BREACH RUIN SPOILERS

Finally got around to watching a Security Breach Ruin playthrough, oh boy. That was a lot. Most notably in my own thoughts, or as many as I can pull out of my head right now-

• Obviously, so much more fleshed out and developed. I'm really happy SW was given all the time they needed to make this dlc, because it's just so so good, storywise and obviously in its gameplay compared to the unfortunate fate of security breach.

• Bonnie's Glamrock design had me screaming - there he was!! I love all the fanon designs for him don't get me wrong, his game design is just as refreshing and cool. The bright light blue in the main of him reminded me of Toy Bonnie (aka one of my favourite animatronics) and was a very nice colour to choose in comparison to purple, since that colour is mostly incorporated in Roxy's design now (and Aftons whole thing but ykwim). Brilliant!!

• ROXY. OUGH. I pitied her and liked the memes abt her that went around during the first game and her hatred for Gregory following into the new one (duh, wants her damn eyes back), but oh my god her whole thing with Cassie made me so sad. Surely your friends will show up this time!!! Number one!!! Twice!!!

• Not gonna lie, was very much expecting an ending where the mask gets permanently stuck on Cassies head and the AI Bunny(cant remember atm what ites being called lmao) just torments her for all of eternity. It struck me as really important that the mask had such an intrusive and physical method of use, and how Cassie is now permanently connected to the network whether she has it on or off, I thought they were going to do more with it in the endings. I know that the Brazil ending had Cassie using it to hide from her fate with the mimic, but that feels to me like its more about Cassie using it to escape rather than the reality of the mask now being specifically part of her. Not a complaint at all though, just my own personal thoughts and observations!!!

• The Mimic. Yeesh. Rip having to pretend to be Gregory of all people just to get out from a sinkhole, may I remind you the Mimic literally sassed Helpi in the first rid of the AI Bunny? Most in character line he managed to stitch together lmao (i have more to say abt it but I am too tired to try and write thst out rn)

• CANDY CADET. SOBBING.

• That poster up by the vents from BOWLING to FAZER BLAST being Freddy's poster for Bonnie? Cry. Legitimately made me tear up a little. I don't care what context people are choosing to frame their relationship in based on that "Love, Freddy" bit or what is actually confirmed canon (when do we ever get that in fnaf tho/j), they were programmed robots with a legitimate sense of care and affinity for each other and that is SO. DAMN. SAD.

• Follow up to that, DID SHUTTING DOWN ALL OF THE CUTE LITTLE YELLOW SIGN BABIES RELEASE BONNIE'S SPIRIT OR KILL IT? Regardless, those glowing eyes from his body in the secret bowling area had to mean something. Imagine being destroyed like that and having your soul trapped in your immovable body, waiting for who knows how long for someone to evem find you...

• Monty's story? Both don't trust it or Monty at all and still feel kinda a little bad for him. Going on the principle that he's had the ability to feel since the beginning too makes me worry for his possible character conflict when/if his full story if explicitly revealed. Someone gave him the ability to become one of the four, and still I don't think it was Bonnie despite the little art story. Monty might have been the one to destroy Bonnie to get there, but I think that hand with the guitar is symbolising that he had some kind of help along the way.

• Was kinda hoping Chica was gonna get more of a fleshed out backstory but its fine, she got her bits and thats okay! What was with the voice box bit??? Her minigame looked like fun tho lmao

That's most of what I feel like bringing up for now. Overall just a solid, banger fnaf game that I absolutely now just regard as its own installment completely seperate to Security Breach. Finally getting back into the swing of things. Cant wait for what's next!

[cl0wn-republic]

You're the fnaf mutual so I'm going to overthink in your inbox for two seconds. The company in game and books is aware of the terrible past, and is using old code to speed up programming things (the mimic joke here) but what if they are using more of the old technology from the old fnaf pizza places? Wouldn't giving their main attractions actual souls make them more life like and relatable to the public? You can literally talk with Freddy Fazbear, he has a personality and everything, isn't that amazing kids give us your parents money. They certainly used certain parts of the funtime designs for the glamrocks, that ice-cream cake and pinata chest cavity wasn't originally designed for that purpose. The scooper apparently still exists, if it's the original one how much soul juice does it still have/had in it?

I like the idea of greedy corrupt company going into an area and not realizing the consequences because they are too busy looking at the money. Not knowing all of the fine details about everything, not realizing how dire the consequences could get, with money-making in the way to blind them further. I don't know if they're getting this detailed with the story though, I'm just throwing stuff at a wall

I'm very tired so if possible I'll try to add on in the morning but this is pretty tricky to answer bc we got a lot from HW2 but not the main answers we were looking for.

I'm pretty confident rn that none of the animatronics are haunted, just super advanced AI (as was suppose to be the case in Sl before Pizzeria Sim happened(?)) otherwise the mimic virus wouldn't have corrupted them, Freddy not being affected may just have been bad writing or safe mode just wiped it out of him somehow idk. Also they make it quite clear almost all the souls have moved on besides a few.

The only thing we don't know about is all the Nightmarionne imagery, possibly/most likely a ghost that just refused to move on bc they knew what the company was doing and wants them to suffer. Dying on your birthday at Freddy's is one thing, but fianlly killing your murderer only for the company to profit off your death is another. And than to top it off a random endoskeleton LEARNS about William and decided to become him? What a fucking nightma(ionne)!

"Listen guys you all rest I'll go take care of the shit fest that's happening over there, alright? I'll call you if we need to trap someone in the nightmare dimension again"

From how I look at it SL was the branching off point for the advanced AI. Baby was a very advanced AI and the literal ringleader of the operation, she would use Ballora and FT Foxy as lures/distractions while she killed the kids and got FT Freddy to help hide the mess. She was also keen on manipulation "faking" being Elizabeth to earn the nightguard's trust and sympathy so she can scoop out his insides and live inside of him till the body rotten so much they had to stop their collaborative roleplay server for being outdated and jump ship. With this ultimately leading to Baby being kicked out for abusing admin.

Also about the Glamrocks using the Funtime's design, I think this was done so the company could cover the fact their animatroncis were literally designed to kill kids. Like oh no no the Freddy hatch was just for cake! See??? Just a simple reuse of the design to deflect instead of actually being the same design itself. Baby's was easier to defend bc she also literally did use it to produce ice cream, I'm guessing the claw was turned into a hand in HW2 because Scott looked at that and went "okay thats a bit too obvious lemme tweak it a bit" or someone at SW suggested the changed and Scott said yes bc it makes more sense. Chica's voicebox may have also been a reuse of FT Foxy's and Ballora's lures but thats more of a stretch.

Pizzeria Sim is,,,something. Baby's characterization basically goes out the window and she fully claims to be Elizabeth. Now a lot of people just accepted Baby really is Elizbaeth (which is the canon answer but idc). While in SL that was ambiguous (bc she was a manipulative genius!) All that gets pushed aside in Pizzeria Sim. What I like to think is that after being kicked out of Ennard and being apart of it for so long she just kinda lost herself, who was she? She wasn't Baby anymore she lost herself, her look, the hold she had on those around, she was like a lost child in that moment...maybe she was a lost child? Maybe she really was Elizabeth this whole time? And in that moment of weakness she fully convinced herself that she WAS Elizabeth, she was William's daughter, his creation.

An AI that convinces itself they are someone they aren't (sound familiar?)

In HW2 I just want to note, as other have, how Baby feels different. Shes her old self back from good old SL. Now you might say well yes of course she is, she doesnt get like that till Pizzeria Sim. But it should also be noted on how emphasize was placed on her and her alone, not the other Funtimes, and not certainly not Scrapbaby. They wanted to emphasize SL's Baby, the "advanced AI". What I'm hoping this is that its a roll back on the character, not necessarily a retcon but trying to fix her character a bit with how it was fucked in Pizzeria Sim.

Now a lot of people just accepted Baby really is Elizbaeth. While in SL that was ambiguous (bc she was a manipulative genius!) All that gets pushed aside in Pizzeria Sim. What I like to think is that after being kicked out of Ennard and being apart of it for so long she just kinda lost herself, who was she? She wans't Baby anymore she lost herself, her look, the hold she had on those around, she was like a lost child in that moment...maybe she was a lost child? Maybe she really was Elizabeth this whole time? And in that moment of weakness she fully convinced herself that she WAS Elizabeth, she was William's daughter, his creation.

An AI that convinces itself they are someone they aren't (sound familiar?)

So basically SL was the introduction of the advanced AI era, Pizzeria Sim got rid of most of the spirits (and helped trapped William in hell in UCN) and made the companies ads literally help fuck you over on nights which is pretty on the nose looking back, and SB was our formal introduction to the new era of Fazbear Ent and its consequences with HW2 tying them all into one game/one era (HW going up to SL and HW2 having SL and after in it)

Or maybe I just pulled most of that out of my ass bc when it boils down Baby ACTUALLY being Elizabeth and being such a "daddy's girl" instead of the manipulative genius she was in SL literally ruined her character in general idk (like yeah shes a traumatized child but the way it just happens still kinda sucks) . And also again I'm tired as hell!

I need to stop going on tangents lol

Edit: I was thinking of mentioning the fact that the megaplex is built over the pizzeria sim than I remembered Gregory just made that shit up lol (In RUIN I honestly can't tell what that area is under the megaplex, I think it's mentioned in the books?) Also sorry if this is kinda jumbled I just wanted to quickly fix a few things before posting bc I keep forgetting about this post and making it sit in my drafts sorrryyyy

[rosescries]

The Party Isn't Over

(This is definitely one I'll be continuing at some point)

Glamrock Animatronics/Animatronic!Reader

It was so quiet for so long, then you woke up in a strange place. You don't know what happened or how you got here. You want to know where your friends are. Everything's so different, so much bigger and newer. And all these strange new animatronics are nothing like the ones you remember. 

What happened?

First / Next

~Night One: New Doll~

"So where'd they find this thing again?" 

You don't know where you are. 

"I don't know. Some abandoned storage facility or something. Couldn't tell ya." 

You can't see anything. 

"Why're they having us fix it up? It doesn't even fit with the theme of this stupid place." 

You can't move. 

"How should I know? Because she was there and that means they don't have to build an entirely new animatronic for that new attraction." 

You can't feel anything. 

"It's a rabbit though.... Kind of. Wouldn't that just mean it's a replacement for Bonnie?" 

Where are you? 

"Probably just double her up as an attraction for both or something. They're cheap like that." 

Where are your friends? 

"Of fucking course they would...... Who thought human-looking robots were a good thing in the first place? Especially a bunny girl for a fucking kid's place?" 

Who is talking? 

"Who knows, Rich. Let's just get this done so we can hand her over to design." 

What are they doing to you? 

"Tch. This tech is so fucking old and we're supposed to work with this? Like we're going to be able to make any of this useful. It'll be a fucking miracle if it doesn't break down every other damn day." 

Why can't you feel anything? 

"No kidding. Still impressive for when she was built, I think." 

Where did your friends go? 

"And you think you know that?" 

What's going on? 

"Sure. She looks kind of like that one bunny, don't you think? That blue one from..... god, what did the sign say? ........... 1980 something." 

Why can't you see anything? 

".... Huh. Guess you're right. Didn't think they'd try the human thing back then." 

What are they talking about? 

"Looks like it didn't work out for them, did it?" 

You hear a snort, then a shrill sound. Your eyesight comes into a little bit of focus, but only enough for you to see shadows and a bright light in your face. The vaguely human-shaped shadow shifts. 

"God, this thing is creepy. Worse than the others." 

One of the shadows leaves, somewhere beyond where you're laying. 

"It's probably the uncanny valley." 

The other shadow stays, hands reaching for something in you. You hear another shrill sound. 

"It looks like a fucking corpse........ It's not going to be able to have a storage compartment in its stomach like the others have. Too small for that." 

The other shadow comes back, more continuous shrill sounds screeching in your ears. You feel like it's buzzing directly into your skull. 

"Hey, means design can have more fun with her outfit. Maybe they'll just have her model the latest and greatest Fazbear fashions." 

The other person laughs, rough and mocking. 

"You'll have to forward that to them. Bet that be a fucking sight to see." 

There's a softer, more amused chuckle from above you. 

"Let's just see if we can even get her functional again. Then we'll see what the design team comes up with." 

There's a rough sigh, then a rustle sound. 

"We'll see if that happens. We're mechanics, not miracle workers, John." 

What happened? 

"Well, we better start learning then. Management wants her out on the floor as soon as possible." 

There's a groan, then some grumbling. Curses muttered under a breath. 

"Better start praying then. If I didn't fucking need this job..." 

There's a soft sigh, then gentle thumps of metal from beside your ear. 

"Alright, Sweetheart. Work with us here." 

You want to go home. 

_____ 

Your eyes open again at some point, slowly gazing to and from for a few moments before anything registers. 

You're in some type of tube looking thing with a window right in front of your face. You gaze out of it to see you're in some type of room. It doesn't look very nice in all honesty. Very messy and disorganized, kind of looks like a storage room. 

A ding startles you out of the observations, the front of the tube sliding open. You blink, then try to take a step out of the thing. You slip though, startled by the wheels under your feet. 

Looking down, you can see there's roller skates on your feet. 

Blinking, you try moving again. You find it's a lot easier to move in them than you thought, like you've been doing it your whole life. You take a few seconds to move around in them, then look for a place to sit down so you can take them off. Which gives you another good look around the room. 

There's a vanity right in front of the tube you just exited. The star-shaped mirror on it is cracked and the paint dull, along with being chipped in some places. There's no chair for it either, just some garbage stacked on top of it. There's also an old looking couch on the adjacent wall, pushed into the corner against the opposite wall. There's a blanket or two haphazardly thrown onto it, along with some boxes. There's a metal shelf right across from it, filled with different things and some metal beams leaning in the corner. 

You move over to the couch, moving some things so you can sit down. You try to take the skates off, but discover a problem with that. 

They're not shoes, despite looking like it. The skates are literally your feet, just designed to look like shoes. You can't take them off. 

You scowl down at that, hand gripping onto the bulky pastel purple ribbon acting as "laces." 

Why are these your feet? 

Well, at least you seemingly just know how to use them. 

You stand again, rolling over to the mirror to get a look at yourself. 

...

..

You almost don't recognize the girl in the mirror. 

.....

...

..

You had almost forgotten you're not human anymore. 

Your green eyes stare back at you, slightly distorted by the cracks reaching across the mirror's surface. You just take in the differences of your appearance now, observing everything you can see. Looking for anything familiar to ground yourself with.

You look.... quite different from what you did before. Your hair is still the same shade of cerulean thankfully, but tied into twin braids that drape over your shoulders. Though it's still a bit shaggy, making the short braids quite messy. It's still the same length, just to your armpits. Maybe it is a bit more... poofy than you remember, but you can't really tell. Your skin is still the same shade it's always been, you still look human enough. Your ears, the same shade as your hair with powder blue insides, are still in place. The left one is drooping as usual. Your hands are still blue too, almost making it seem like you're wearing fingerless gloves. 

That's about where the similarities end though. 

Your ears are now sporting two pastel purple earrings, looping around them on the top. Your "makeup" is quite different too. There's a big glittery pastel purple star over your right eye, a pale powder blue over your other eyelid. It's also glittery. Your cheeks are still red, matching your lips well. Though there's a glimmer to those too. Your nails are a sparkly blue still, though a lot longer and sharper than they used to be. Your clothes are completely different too. 

You still have over the knee socks on, though they're mismatching and bunch up in places. One's blue and one's purple. You also still have a two tiered skirt, though this time the top layer is blue while the bottom is purple. The lace is gone from the bottoms, but there's glitter stretching out from the waist band. Your top is just completely different though. It's a sweater tucked into the skirt with an unfamiliar logo on the back, though you can gather it is some type of Fazbear logo. 

Pizzaplex? What's a Pizzaplex? And is that Freddy? 

Probably. 

You look at the spiked bracelets around your wrists in confusion as well, the sweater's sleeves rolled up to your elbows to expose them, then look back up at your face. You press your fingertips gently against the star, completely taken back by the sudden change. 

The last thing you remember... you were at the pizzeria with your friends. The night had just ended and you all returned to your places like nothing had happened over the night. Then.... nothing. You can't really remember anything that seemed different the night before, no one said anything and nothing was out of place. You didn't even hear any employees mentioning anything.

It's... so weird. What happened? 

You... feel quite different too, you realize. Your face is quite a bit more expressive than it was, able to move around more and pull off more expressions. Looks a little weird and stiff though. You press one finger down into another, marveling at the slight give it has. You then push down into the palm of your hand, finding that has the same give. Though those spots seem to be the only places with give besides your... boobs anyway. Those are soft as well. 

Slightly... warm too? 

You blink in shock when words and symbols appear in your vision. 

Temperature: 98.6°F 

Battery: 100% 

Integrity Level: 6 

Then a few other notes that you just take in blankly. Eventually those disappear though, just leaving the battery symbol in the bottom of your view. 

This is so weird. Where are you and where are your friends? Why do you look like this? What's going on? 

You glance around the room again, finally spotting a door. Figuring there's only one way to figure out what's going on, you skate your way over to it. It opens as you reach for it, startling you more than a bit. 

Well, that's new. 

You peak outside of the room, glancing around this new environment. 

It's a roller skating rink. The door you existed dips right into a ramp down to the actual rink, it wide open with the same logo as your sweater taking up the floor. There's railings all along the wall, looking bright against it. There's another ramp leading up to seating areas or something. Well, there is seating. Couches, chairs pushed into tables, stools lining the counter of a diner or bar-like serving area. It's dotted all around. All but the stools are placed in a way to be able to see the rink floor. 

It's a weirdly lit room too, bright but dark? It takes a moment for it to click. Those are neon lights. The rink itself is the brightest part of the room, the seating beyond it darker. You glance up towards a neon sign, blinking as you read the words. 

Bluebell's Rolling Rink? 

What? How did they...? How did they know about the nickname your friends gave you? 

You stare at the blue letters before shaking your head and skating toward another door. It opens into what looks like an elevator, you blinking at the buttons. Well, looking like there's only one way to go. So, you go down. 

Since when were there elevators? 

You peek out of the elevator, then slowly drag yourself out. 

Is this whole place just neons? It's so weird. 

You jump slightly when there's a bot suddenly right in front of you. It... looks kind of strange. It doesn't look like you or any of your friends. It's.. pretty plain looking and doesn't even have feet, just wheels but not like your skates. It does have a flashlight and a security cap. 

You just... stare at each other for a while. At least until you step aside and then it continues on its way. You blink at the bold S.T.A.F.F. lettering on its back, then continue on. 

You're... in an arcade? A really big one with multiple levels and bridges. There's a bunch of big holes in the walls too for some reason, multiple of those bots roaming around. There's confetti patterned carpet underneath you, interestingly enough. 

You're used to checkered floors. 

There is some of that too, actually. 

You move on, glancing around as you do. Eventually you come upon some stairs, grimacing more than a little. 

How are you going to get down? Uhhh... Very carefully? 

You grip onto the railing and go down as slowly as possible. You're somehow able to keep your balance the whole way down, even if you kept a death grip on the railing the entire time. Well, both times because there were two staircases you had to go down. Yay. 

But, you made it down without breaking anything so you consider it a win. Now, you're able to continue on while looking at art of four animatronics on the posters and screens. 

Two of these animatronics you can sort of recognize as Freddy and Chica, the other two you have no clue. 

You glance into an open doorway, your eyebrows raising at the sight that greets you. A giant white animatronic sleeping on some raised platform. They have a squarish head with headphones reaching over it, a small top hat underneath the headphones. They look like they're wearing gloves too. Their mouth is in the shape of a keyboard, purple bubbles floating in a screen between them. 

It looks like they preside over a..... dance floor? 

You skate in hesitantly, glancing around for a few minutes. You roll over to the big animatronic, eyes widening a bit more at the sheer size of this one. 

"... Hello?" You call, catching yourself on the ledge. Your head tilts when the animatronic doesn't move, instead just breathing like they're asleep. 

Well.... If they're asleep you probably shouldn't wake them? You guess? 

You wait for a few more seconds before turning and heading out of the section. Your eyes land on a giant golden statue in the middle of what you assume to be the entrance of the... arcade? Dance studio? .... Whatever it is. 

The statue... or statues are of the four animatronics you've seen art of everywhere. Freddy and Chica look very different from what you remember them looking like, if these statues are accurate anyway. 

Freddy is standing on top of some speakers, one fist held high in the air and the other clutching a microphone stand, surrounded by the other three animatronics. The alligator, wolf, and Chica are jamming out on their respective instruments, looking nothing like you're familiar with. 

They.... They really are so different from what you remember. Are..... Are they even still your friends? Where's Bonnie and Foxy? They're not.. included in the statues and you haven't seen anything to indicate they're even here. 

What's going on? 

This... this place is a lot more grand than what you're familiar with. It... It makes the pizzeria you're familiar with look like a shoe box in comparison. And.. And you're not even sure what you've seen is all there is to this place! You'd have to guess there's more, unless Fazbear's is just an arcade now. You really... doubt that's the case though, especially since you haven't seen these animatronics anywhere in here. Just.. Just the big guy over on the dance floor. 

It's all so.... It's... 

It's so different. 

You want to go home.

[blood-and-pizza]

What are the withereds like, esp withered Bonnie in the AU?

I'll be honest, I didn't really consider the Withered animatronics part of Fazbear Estate prior to this... but supposing I did include them? I mean, they ARE pretty popular, especially Withered Bonnie and Withered Chica. Okay, anon, let me see...

The Withered animatronics were made specifically to promote FNAF2, making them horror animatronics. Their appearances were based on how Classic Freddy and his band used to look when they were first built, only worn down and with parts missing or exposed. They were purposefully designed to look weathered and withered while still being quite safe for humans to interact with.

Withered Freddy is the leader of the Withered band, and while he's not quite as sharp as Classic Freddy in terms of intelligence - having existed for a far shorter time than him - he has a commanding presence and manages to garner plenty of respect from other horror animatronics at the Estate. He's the unofficial leader of the horror animatronics in general, a position that would have gone to Golden Freddy if he weren't such a recluse.

Withered Bonnie is Withered Freddy's right-hand rabbit. He used to be pretty sad that he's doomed never to have a face, or a left arm, cracking jokes to ease the pain of it. However, once he found out how popular he was with the fans, he began feeling much better about his appearance. When he's in a good mood, Withered Bonnie is known to be witty and thoughtful. When he's in a bad mood, he's known to be aggressive and a smartass.

Withered Chica is very proud to be one of the scarier versions of Chica. Not having hands kinda sucks, and she knows how off-putting her smile is, but knowing how much fans love her the way she is makes her happy. She's less airheaded than most of the family-friendly Chicas, so she tends to get impatient with them sometimes, especially when they judge her for being scary. If she gets REALLY impatient, she'll even threaten to make them look exactly like her, which usually makes them back off. Sadly, this means not many of the family-friendly Chicas like her very much. The only exceptions are Funtime Chica - who's often ostracized herself due to her defending Funtime Freddy - and Glamrock Chica.

Withered Foxy is easily the smartest out of the Withered band. Not only does he have the cleverness of Classic Foxy, his AI is programmed in such a way that he is very hard to fool or lie to, and he WILL call you out on your bullshit. This has led to him unintentionally humiliating a lot of humans, and even some animatronics, too. And whenever he does call someone out for lying, he feels pretty smug about it... unless someone's feelings are genuinely hurt. Then he feels guilty and tries to make up for it. He's not mean, he promises. He just doesn't like it when others try to pull one over him.

I don't think Withered Golden Freddy is an animatronic in this AU because I have no idea what to do with him... we have a Golden Freddy already and they wouldn't be too much different in personality...

[crystalas]

Chapter Eight: Repair job for a broken heart

Life went on as it does in the Pizza Plex, naturally the PR department had a field day for having an actual good story to tell ‘Baby saved from storm by the Mega Pizza Plex!’ but it was tucked away in the side columns so only the most dedicated news readers saw it. Vanessa almost had a heart attack when Gregory told her what happened when she came to pick him up not even telling the bright side that despite it all he had managed to do all of his homework.

Weeks passed the story became old news and everything returned to its routine, except for Sun.

It was subtle at first, so much so that only the regulars noticed it at first. Sun would do what they normally did every day they would still play with the children, entertain them with games and puppet shows, and do arts and crafts projects but it would seems be missing something. It felt Sun was following a script and no matter how much they acted to be funny and jovial there was still a feeling of something off. They would watch them do activities but not join in unless asked by children, Sun would often stare off into space but quickly snap out of it.

“Sunny sad” one of the younger ones declared loudly. “Why are you sad?”

“I’m not sad!” Sun explained gesturing to their static grin “See? I’m smiling!”

“You feel sad” the little boy confirmed and tried to give him a hug, “It’s okay, don’t be sad”

“I’m not though.”

However now that someone had said what a lot of the children were thinking the word soon spread across the Day Care and to them telling their parents which lead to the staff finding out. The parents were concerned that their children were coming away with stories of a depressed robot.

So, this led to trips to Parts and Services which meant they had to sit through hours of diagnosis checks, however when they couldn’t see a problem as there was nothing wrong or amiss with their code, they were sent them back but the complaints would continue.

“They’re not going to find the problem you know” Chica mused as they watch Sun get marched out of Parts and Service for a second time that week.

“Huh?” Monty asked as he tuned his base. “Why not?”

“Cos silly, there isn’t a diagnosis programme designed to pick up on a broken heart” she answered.

“Didn’t they have the doll to help them with all that junk?” Roxy demanded “Why not just have that?”

“I had asked Moon that myself” Freddy explained sadly “He said the best way to describe it was that they had been upgraded to be able to see colour for the first time in high definition only to go back to low quality black and white after a few days.”

“I get it…a doll doesn’t compare to Dewdrop” Chica sighed, the Glamrocks became quiet as they mulled over the problems in their heads but they couldn’t think of any solutions that didn’t require stealing a baby.

“We better get to Rock Star Row” Freddy said softly, they all grabbed their gear and headed to their rooms. Freddy was about to head off and check to see if Gregory was in yet but stopped when he heard a voice.

“Excuse me? may I talk to you for a second?”

 Sun was back in the Day Care, they made they way around the playground picking up fallen toys and out of place blocks. Sun was nearly finished putting them away when they fell still, Sun just stood there staring at the final toy in their hand. A baby doll.

<Sun?> Moon asked gently <Sun if it’s too much I can take over>

<I’ve been thinking Moon…> Sun said after a silent minute. <Maybe it would be best if I…if I deleted my memories of Stella>

<What? Sun you can’t be serious!?>

<What else can I do?> Sun shouted abruptly holding the doll tightly to their chest. <Three strikes and you’re done! That’s the rule! They can’t fix me so I need to fix myself before they deem me a lost cause. It’s not fair that you have to suffer being decommissioned because of me!>

<I get that Sun> Moon soothed <But its not as simple as reaching in and deleting a file, we’re branching A.I you delete a memory there’s no telling what else we might lose in the process. We’ll forget Stella but we might also forget Gregory or how to care for babies or worse!>

Sun didn’t respond they just stood there hugging the doll.

<I don’t want to die…but it hurts knowing that I’ll never see her again. I don’t know why it’s affecting me this badly; I’ve must have seen off hundreds of little ones.>

<But Stella was special, for a few days you got to experience real parenthood. You got to live your dream of having a child>

<Exactly it was a ‘dream’ I need to wake up before we’re both scrapped and in order to do that, I need to forget that dream!>

Moon sighed from inside the mindscape, Sun had made their mind up and nothing was going to deter them. But what they were suggesting was a tedious fix at best; just because they had forgotten Stella doesn’t mean the others won’t remember, what if they bring her up in casual conversation by accident? Or they find photos and newspaper clippings? How would Sun react to being told that they had a baby but can’t remember them? Sun and Moon would by nature hunt down the truth till they found it and will wind up back in this emotional quagmire.

<Look I’m not saying that we’re going ahead with this but we are going to talk it out with Vanessa and the others, at least then we aren’t playing brain surgeon on ourselves!>

Sun silently put the doll back in its cubby hole when they got a ping in the security, they turned to see a man poking their head through the gates of the Day Care. Sun put on their customer service persona and skipped on happily to him.

“Ho h oho!” they laughed “Welcome to the Super Star Day Care! Unfortunately, we will be closing soon so please come again!”

“Sorry I was hoping to talk to the Day Care Attendant?” the man asked, he seemed well presented with a suit that screamed ‘office jockey’.

“That’s me!”

“Oh?” the man looked confused and then a bit embarrassed.

<Oh, great here we go again> Moon moaned, it wasn’t the first time and sadly won’t be the last that some people become very uncomfortable when talking to them or leaving their kids with a robot.

<If he starts crap just let me hit the lights>

“Is there a problem? I can get a human staff if we are not to your liking” Sun offered but internally gave Moon a nod.

“No, oh no I wanted to talk to you its just…this makes things a little harder…”

Sun just tilts their head at them in confusion.

“Never mind, I came here to enrol my daughter”

“Oh fantastic, you’re in luck we have a few spaces left!” Sun exclaimed breathing a metaphoric sigh of relief that this man wasn’t going to start a hateful tirade at them. They grabbed the tablet from the top of the desk and returned to the man, they were going to document it all in their heads but people liked being able to see actual work being done when getting their details, looks less like that they are ignoring them.

“Can I ask a question first?”

“Sure” Sun chirped.

“I read in the news paper that a baby had been left here and the Day Care Attendant found them and kept them safe till police arrived, is that true?”

Sun felt a programme pop up in their skull which spoke for them.

“This Unit is unable to answer these questions, if you have concerns regarding any media reporting of the FazBear entertainment company please call our PR department on this number…”

“Ok I get it!” the man interrupted before Sun could blurt out anymore. “How about this, nod your head for yes and shake for no okay?”

Sun nodded their head.

“What I asked before…is it true?”

Sun nodded their head.

“You found her in a store cupboard?”

Sun nodded their head.

“But you took care of her even though she wasn’t on your system in anyway?”

Sun nodded their head.

“Why? By all logical reasons she wasn’t your concern, you should have left her there.”

“As if I would leave a child alone in those conditions!” Sun cried outraged by the sheer suggestion, “I may not be a human but I am not heartless mindless bucket of bolts! I would never let a child go cold and hungry if I can help it!”

Sun realised that they were shouting at a potential customer and took a step back.

“I’m sorry for raising my voice…”

“It’s okay…its why I came to thank you”

“Huh?”

“Stella’s my daughter, I came to thank the person who kept her safe so here I am thanking you” he said, “the lady who dumped her here was my sister-in-law, we had offered her a place at ours because she was in a rough spot and just got dumped by her partner. We didn’t know she was on drugs or that she was in such a rough place in her mind.”

“I hope she is getting the help she needs” Sun said quietly, they were pretty sure humans had a Parts and Service but was unsure how they would debug a human.

“Hopefully she is, this does mean however we no longer have a baby sitter but we did get a free year pass from here and well…we can’t fault the care, can we?”

Before Sun could respond the Day Care doors opened again and a woman walked through with a baby in tow, Sun felt their circuits soar when they noticed the Sun and Moon plushies that were held in the chubby little grip.

“Stella!” They cried happily, Stella looked around at being called and it took her a moment before she began to wiggle and laugh.

“Samooo!” she babbled and Sun had already bounded over to her and was about to swoop her into their arms when they finally registered the human female, Stella’s mother holding her. They froze and shrunk back, fidgeting with their bells and ribbons.

“My apologises, I didn’t mean to scare you…”

“You’re the Day Care Attendant? I’m guessing you don’t go by Samoo?” she laughed lightly.

“Samoo!” Stella confirmed.

“No, I go by Sun mostly we were trying to teach her to say Sun and Moon and well…”

“Samoo!” Stella declared and was reaching out for the lanky robot, her mother chuckled and finally gave in to her demands handing her over to Sun, who gave her a gentle but firm squeeze.

<Oh, Stella, I missed you so much!>

“So, about that Day Care slot?” her father asked.

“Oh yes consider her booked in!” Sun exclaimed “Just gives us the dates you need!”

<You know this is only delaying this problem, right?> Moon asked sadly as Sun bounced Stella on their knee while going over the parent’s schedules for pick up and drop off. <It’s only a matter of time before she gets too big for the Day Care or they might be just using that coupon we gave them.>

<I know Moon, I know> Sun replied sadly. <But at least this way I have time to make my peace with it>

 Closing time came about as Vanessa was coming onto her shift, Gregory was rummaging in his backpack to see if he had brought the books some of the Glamrocks had requested. He looked up when he heard Stella’s voice and saw the three now heading out, he walked over to her and when she saw him, she waved her Sun plush at him.

“Hey Stella!” he chuckled.

“You know her?” the man asked, Gregory balked slightly and he could feel Vanessa’s tense up.

“Err…only in name! My sister works here and she lets me hang around backstage during her shifts sometimes and I heard Sun talk about her” Gregory said using the tried and true ‘sister excuse’ Vanessa waved as if to confirm her existence.

“So, you know Sun?”

“Yeah, sweet guy, he loved Stella”

“We did get that impression; you know when the police told us that Stella had been looked after by the Day Care Attendant, we had assumed it was some poor smuck so down on his luck they had to resort to sleeping at their work place. Our idea was to give them some money to help them onto their feet, you know get a down payment on an apartment or something but with them being a robot…makes it kind of harder to pay back their kindness.”

“We really want to make it up to them somehow” Stella’s mother said.

Gregory looked thoughtful for a second but Vanessa surprised him by stepping forward.

“I may have a suggestion…”

 Sun was seeing off the last of his charges as Stella’s mother came to pick her up. Stella was at the arts and crafts table playing with some art clay when she saw her mother. She toddled over as quick as her little feet could carry her and was scooped up into her mother’s arms.

“Hello my little sunbeam, did you have a nice day”

“Mama!” she chanted.

“My goodness she been very energetic today, she certainly gave Moon the run around at nap time” Sun explained wiping off the smudges of clay off her hands.

“Yes, my life is never boring since she figured out how to walk!” her mother laughed, “Hope you wore her out at least”

“Oh, we can only hope”

Moon was watching this but got an alert from the video feed, he brought it up to show Vanessa dumping a large box in their room. He shrugged it off as something for Gregory or the Day Care and resumed listening in.

“Dada?” Stella asked.

“Daddy will be along in a minute; he’s bringing something for Samoo”

“Oh ho? Well coloured us intrigued!” Sun laughed and soon enough Stella’s father walked in gingerly holding a cardboard box, Sun tilted their head in confusion as he placed it on top of the security desk. Stella also craned her neck to see the box and made grabby hands for it.

Vanessa and Gregory barged in as if they were in a rush but Gregory hushed himself as they noticed they were not too late for the gift. Sun looked at the box, it was plain white with small holes in it.

“My, my isn’t this a mystery? What could be in this box hmmm?” Sun chuckled seeing Gregory was looking very excited. “Perhaps some new clothes and ribbons?”

<Sun…>

“Or new puppets?” smirking to themselves as they see Gregory getting more impatient, Sun could have fun too.

<Sunny?>

“Or perhaps a whole box of glitter glue!”

<SUNDROP!>

“With googly eyes…my goodness Moon what is it?” Sun blurted out loud.

<Sun the box has a heartbeat!>

“It has a … what?”

Gregory was now giggling to himself and Vanessa had gotten out her phone as Sun gingerly opened the box, with the flaps undone a fluffy little head popped out and mewled loudly.

“That’s a kitten” Sun stated as they stared at the silver-grey little critter.

“Yup” Vanessa confirmed. “What do you want to name her?”

“Oh…I see you got Stella a pet!” Sun exclaimed but stopped and turned to Vanessa. “Why am I naming her?”

“Because we got you a kitten!” Gregory blurted out happily! Sun looked back down at the kitten who was now nosing around the edge of the box as she was too small to climb out, it stumbled back when Sun held out a hand and then extended one finger towards her. The kitten approached the finger gave it a little sniff before trying to nibble it. Once Sun was sure it was settled with being near them, they scooped her up in one hand and cradled her with the other.

“She’s mine? B…but how? I can’t be allowed a pet! It’s against the rules!”

“I spoke with management; I explained how since you’re programmed to care for little things going long times without doing so may be bad for your software. So, I suggested we get a pet for you that you can take care of during closing time and unforeseen stuff like storm days” Vanessa said.

“Don’t worry she’s had all her shots, she hypoallergenic so there shouldn’t be any problems with kids and I think Vanessa and her brother already put all the stuff you’ll need like food, toys, litter, information books and such in your storage room.” Stella’s dad said as Sun looked down at the little kitten who was looking around from such high place.

“She has her own baby jail so you don’t have to worry about her running around during the day!” Gregory declared.

“A pen, we got her a pen” Vanessa explained.

“So, what are you gonna call her?” Gregory demanded.

Sun raised the kitten up to their face and the kitten bopped him with a tiny paw.

“I’m thinking Star drop” they said after a minute.

<Good name> Moon agreed <Her fur is silver like a star.>

“Why do you name things with ‘drop’ in it?” Gregory asked as Sun lowered themselves so Gregory and Stella could see the kitten. “You called Stella ‘Dewdrop’ before we knew her real name too…”

“Well…my full name is Sun drop; Moon’s is Moon drop so it’s like letting them be a part of the family”

<Ooh in that case I’m going to make her a little collar like ours!> Moon’s already itching to get their sewing kit out. Stella and Gregory were cooing over the kitty who in return gave them an investigating sniff before mewling. Stella giggled as the kitten curled up in Sun’s hands.

“The staff will be informed of her in case we need to make any vet calls, or if they find her wandering around during the day” Vanessa explained “But Sun you’ll be her primary care giver, she’s yours to look after, ok?”

Sun looked down at this little life that was now for them to love and care for, cats don’t need to go to school, won’t grow up and leave them. Star drop was theirs now and Sun was going to give them the best life they could manage.

“Thank you so much!” Sun said quietly so not to startled the dozing kitten. “Welcome to the family my little Star drop”

Star drop yawned and started to purr loudly.

 END

Note: Gah I never know how to end these!! I’m tempted to do one or two one shots of the shenanigans Star drop will no doubt get into but I think this is it.

[ghostlyvelvetheart]

Idea 3: Pizzaplex is an engineering disaster waiting to happen.

An idea that I don't see brought up that often, is the idea that the Pizzaplex is not constructed well.

Remember in FNAF 6 when the tutorial unit said this?

"There may be times when you purchase something of questionable quality, and we don't blame you. Cutting corners is just good business."

Keep this statement in mind while I bring up my next point. As someone who's taken an engineering class, when you are constructing a building, there are a VERY large number of codes (rules) that you need to follow for every conceivable part of it.

Fazbear Entertainment would probably find it a lot cheaper just to pay off the people inspecting the plex than to actually put money into making sure everything is up to code.

They would also try to construct the building as cheaply as possible, trying to "cut corners" wherever they could. They use substandard materials and contractors that don't double-check their work. They built the mall itself over the subterranean remains of their old restaurant, despite this making the ground very unstable.

This all works in my mind because Fazbear Entertainment has been proven to follow the "be as cheap as possible" and "maximize profits by any means necessary" approaches many times in the past.

Here is just one example of a code being violated, according to Section 1006.2.1.1 of Utah Building Codes, "Three exits or exit access doorways shall be provided from any space with an occupant load of 501 to 1,000. Four exits or exit access doorways shall be provided from any space with an occupant load greater than 1,000." We only see 2 public exits in the game, and the Pizzaplex likely holds well over a thousand people at any one time. What's worse is that one of the exits, the only one designated for emergencies, requires a VIP pass in order to be used.

The building also doesn't appear to have ANY fire extinguishing systems, or at least not enough of them considering the pizzaplex burns down in 2 of the endings. In one of those endings the entire place is destroyed after Glamrock Freddy sets some plushies on fire in some random gift shop. This just shouldn't happen, at least not that easily.

If Fazbear Entertainment is willing to do this to cut costs, who knows what else they have done?

It's why, in my mind, I don't have Gregory live at the pizzaplex after the 3-star ending. Freddy would calculate that it is statistically safer for Gregory to live in his box than at the plex. He instead lives with Vanessa, creating opportunities for them to grow closer.

BTW This has happened in real life, even down to the shoddy construction and profit maximization. It was the Sampoong Department store collapse. Link

Some things I want to consider beforehand: how long had Ness even been stuck at the megaplex for? Did William let her go home ever or even pay rent? Did she have roommates, or perhaps, a lover who she stayed with (yeah, I'm referring to Luis here.)?

Assuming the last one so that she has a place to stay, because otherwise, Ness and Gregory may both wind up in a cardboard box (hey that's a new idea).

Taking Gregory as far away from the disaster waiting to happen as possible and Gregory getting not only a mother, but also a father in the process, is what that kid needs. Sure, he has Freddy already, but the shilling of overpriced junk food is not good for a child's health in the long run, and sometimes rules (specifically shady company policies, which Fazbear Entertainment is notorious for) need to be broken, and Freddy isn't a fan of breaking rules. (Assuming Luis is the guy behind the arcade conspiracy message, but also based on his emails in AR) Luis on the other hand is fine with bending and breaking rules if it's for the safely of others or generally for the better. Besides, an orphan getting three new legal guardians is better than one, and Luis being one of them it makes Gregory's parent-teacher evenings a bit less awkward.

Gregory's new parents would probably do everything they can to keep him from having to interact with Fazbear Entertainment again, because thankfully, somehow Gregory managed to get away with the property damage, and flukes don't happen twice. Ness and Luis would definitely pour a LOT of support into any Arts careers or anything not related to robots that Gregroy may think of pursuing. If or when Gregory does pursue something coding or robotics related (Arts and Technology intermingle a LOT. You can't have one without the other), they'd support him just as much, but also do everything they can to make sure nothing bad happens to him like with what happened to them.

[chiliechicken]

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐆.┊★ ramble, ramble, ramble Glamrock Chica x GN!Reader, Fluff, OOC? Chica bbluvs

This sucks, your life sucks, your job sucks, everything sucks. It was late into midnight when you were suddenly called into work to fix Chica again after she ate some more junk from the garbage cans.

Right now, you were stuck with her at the Parts and Service center. You were trying to clean up her chest cavity, removing the junk she ate while also trying to fix some bent parts in there. All the while, she's just talking your ear off about her day and how Monty tried stealing her bowling bowl again.

"Like, oh my gosh, he should just stop touching my stuff because he has his own. But then again like, he keeps destroying his own thingz. Can you believe that? He's so annoying!" Chica exclaimed, turning to look at you.

You sighed and simply nodded, cleaning up the metal plating of her chest carefully as to not scratch it. Ugh, she ate so much junk! Why can't they just give this robot an actual stomach to store the food in?

Chica smiled at you and continued the conversation, moving to a different topic, "Okay, so like, do you know how Roxy gets to have her own wardrobe?" Roxy has a wardrobe? Huh. That was some news to you. "I was like, thinking of asking the dudes up top, I don't really know which people design us... Anyways, that, right? I wanna ask them specifically to make me some clothes that look cute."

You nodded along again while trying to scrape off some junk off her. Chica continued, "I really love those bimbocore clothes! Or even mcbling, gosh they're literally so hot!" She excitedly fawned over her own words, kicking her feet up. You told her to calm down and she gave you a bashful smile. "Sorry! I just... I just don't get to talk to anyone else about this stuff. It's been awhile since I have..." Chica averted her gaze as her voice became embarrassed.

You raised a brow at her and stopped what you were doing for a second. She's the bubbliest and most-outgoing animatronic among the crew. How come she never talks to anyone else about... Eh.. what she likes?

Chica cleared her throat and looked back at you. "Anywho... How was your day?" She asked you with a smile and you held up your hand towards her, as if telling her to stop. You told her to continue what she was saying earlier while you finish up the last bits of cleaning and fixing on her chest cavity.

Chica stared at you with a dumbfounded expression before smiling widely. "Oh my gosh, thank you!" She went to hug you after you closed up the metal plating on her chest. She held you there for a moment before setting you back down.

"Okay, so like, where was I? Oh! Yeah, definitely bimbocore, mcbling, those are my go-to styles! They're just the best out there! Also, did you know that Bonnie once told me that if he could, he wanted to try drag?" She chuckled with a sigh. "He would've loved to meet you. If you think I'm chatty, then you would've loved listening to him." You looked up at her with a gentle smile and she returned the gesture.

Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

★┊Bonnieeee (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Security Breach x Facepainter reader. The reader’s job is to face paint children and they’re near the mazercise so they’re constantly around Chica. They see that Chica and the other animatronics looks bland and decide to paint details on them. (Chica’s face triangle things, Montgomery’s spots, Freddy’s lightning bolt, Roxy’s face stripes, etc)

"Now why would they stick me here? Kids are just gonna sweat off the makeup after they run.." You muttered quietly as you put away the color palettes, wrapping up your shift for the day.

There was a lot of things that didn't make sense about this place. Like why your booth was stationed next to Mazercise or how eating tons of junk food just to burn it off was a healthy form of exercise. People could very well do that just by walking around the mall without buying a pass.

Then again it was the discounts that reeled them in. It always worked.

Still, you were a bit disheartened to see your last customer walk into that attraction with their face painted like Glamrock Freddy...only to come out looking like a red and blue tie dye shirt.

But you didn't let that deter you. Hell no. You actually liked working at Mega Pizzaplex and didn't plan on going anywhere anytime soon.

You liked working as a facepainter; it's been a lifelong hobby. After years of practice and doing this kind of stuff for birthday parties and whatnot, you now got to share your talent with Fazbear Entertainment.

While some kids were fidgety, a majority of them adored your work and were well-behaved.

The smiles on their faces when you held up the mirror?

Priceless.

Simply priceless.

Sure, a STAFF bot could do a million times better than you with far steadier hands.

But did they take the same amount of time that you did to perfect your skills? No. They just had some circuits rewired and codes inputted into software. There's no passion. No thought. No emotion behind their work. Just taking orders as they're programmed to do.

"Hello, [y/n]! Something on your mind? You wanna come exercise at the Mazercise?"

After covering the board with a tarp, you turned around and saw Glamrock Chica leave her attraction, smiling at you. Of course you'd see her more often than any other animatronic. You often forget just how incredibly advanced she is, talking to you like a longtime friend. She was so bright and full of energy all the time. You envied that a little.

"No, I'm good, Chica." You politely declined, a small smile on your face. "Just packing up for the day."

"Aww, going so soon? Well I saw lots of kiddos painted like me! You do an amazing job!" She giggled, bouncing on her heels.

"Yeah well, I try my best." As you talked to her, you couldn't help but notice the lack of details on her own face. Her designers put more effort into her outfit than anything else.

You could say the same with the other animatronics. They seemed to be missing something.

"Can you paint me?"

"...wait, huh?" You were bewildered. Did she read your mind? "I would but...I'm not really supposed to without permission. And this paint washes off of skin easily, but if I mess up I don't know if-"

"Don't worry about messing up, sweetie. It makes it more special coming from you than some silly STAFF bot." She reassured you. "I trust you."

"Oh, I..appreciate that. So what do you have in mind?"

"Nothing complicated. I just...feel like my face could use a little "pizazz". And I think you can help!" She eagerly sat in the rickety chair, with the same enthusiasm as all those little kids before her had. "If higher-ups give you flack, I'll deal with 'em. Just do your worst.....o-or best, rather."

Nodding, you got out your palettes and approached her, studying her face for inspiration. She already had dark pink lipstick on her beak, and a ring of lighter pink around one of her eyes. But you thought she could use some symmetry.

In the end, you gave her cheeks two elongated pink triangles on each side. They weren't perfectly shaped, which you feared would make her upset, though after showing her the mirror she was in love with her new looks.

"Omg it's wonderful, [y/n]!!!! Thank you!! What about my friends?"

"O-Oh, them too? I don't know and I don't feel like hiking around the mall to-" You began.

"They're all in Rockstar Row. C'mon! Before they head back to their rooms!" Chica was quick to sprint up from her seat, dashing away as the ground shook with her footsteps.

You couldn't disappoint her, so you took your palettes with you and followed her downstairs to Rockstar Row.

Fortunately, all the Glamrocks were there and saw what you painted on Chica. They rushed out of their rooms, lining up in front of you to have their faces painted. Monty and Roxanne pushed each other while Freddy stood in the back with a patient smile.

You were surprised they wanted you to do this. But you weren't complaining. All you could do was hope they liked your ideas. You wanted them to be impressed.

For Roxy, you painted black tiger-like stripes on both sides of her face, which made her feel more fierce when looking into the mirror.

Monty had dark green scaly spots on his cheeks and arms. You would've done them in more detail but he was fidgeting around a lot, so you were quick.

And Freddy had a simple blue stripe on his chin that connected to the lightning bolt symbol on his chest. You made sure not to get anything on his bowtie, and he was happy with the results.

You remembered what Chica said about those STAFF bots, and...

Maybe you can give them a little "pizazz", too, if management was alright with it.

But that'll be for another day. You considered this shift one well spent: The Glamrocks adored their touch-ups, and a sweet food-loving chicken gave you the encouragement to provide them.

Yeah, you wouldn't trade this job for the world.

[virtual-insanity28]

“Say you’ll remember me.” with Monty? gn reader pls >.<

Broken Memories(Monty x GN!Reader)

The silence of the ’Plex haunted you. You were lucky some S.T.A.F.F bots were out and about searching, but it didn’t change the fact that only one other human was in the building. Even then, she was nowhere to be seen. As the incident of another missing kid occurred, you were personally called by Vanessa to help her track him down. She said that she had found out his name, which was Gregory, and that he and Freddy had some sort of association with each other.

You were an expert with finding people, hence why you became a police officer for your city. Searching large areas such as the Mega Pizzaplex didn’t sound too complicate. You’ve ventured through the place about a thousand times, for you went there each weekend to greet a particular friend of yours. Not human nor ghost, your animatronic friend, Montgomery Gator, was always more than happy to see your arrival.

This time, though, he acted…different.

You’ve scavenged the entirety of Rockstar Row, yet hadn’t seen your green gator friend. Not even in his personal greenroom, you acknowledged none of the glamrocks were anywhere to be seen. ”They really take these protocols seriously,” you muttered. Glancing around, you decided to head further down the enormous hall. Perhaps you’d find somebody who knew of his whereabouts.

The reason why you were so persistent about finding Monty instead of Gregory was because last time you saw him, you two had gotten into an argument about his rampages. He got beyond pissed after the performance he played since he had a malfunction of his own. The only thing he hated more than others failing was himself failing. Even more: losing something precious to him.

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He stormed his way to his room once the rising platform landed underneath the stage, but did not expect you to be waiting for him at his door. Your eyebrow raised. “Why aren’t you at the Repairs and Service center?”

Monty glared to the side, his glasses tipping over from the sudden movement. “Move, kid,” he growled. By his low voice, it was obvious that he was not happy about his spasm in front of the audience.

“Not until you tell me why you won’t get yourself fixed up, man.” Your stubborn behavior left a crack in the easily broken window of Monty’s anger. He could never get mad at you, yet he was already ticked off enough as is. Did he really need to explain himself?

His purple gloved hands balled into fists, shaking while he attempted to restrain himself from having an outburst in public. “I said move.” He pushed passed you, his large and stoic frame easily toppling you over, and walked through his door once it automatically opened.

That was when you felt a wave of many emotions come over you. Concern, sorrow, and most of all, frustration. You knew better than to get in the way of Monty, but he needed somebody to show him it wasn’t okay to be like that all the time. So, having a surge of confidence powering over your anger, you followed his tail. The doors sensed your presence and opened. “Monty…” Your eyes trailed down the dark carpet designed with neon shapes, eventually staring at the back of the robot.

He didn’t even hum in reply when you called out to him. The ends of your lips tugged into a frown. ‘He’s really upset about this…’ You pondered for a few more seconds, standing there without any movement. What should you do? You didn’t know…

Slowly taking a step towards Monty while he stood in front of his mirror, you noticed how his claws clenched and left indents into the wood of the stand. It wasn’t long before he grabbed the edges of his desk, and threw it at the overturned white chair. The desk slammed into both the chair and his arcade box, knocking it all over. In the process of that, a loud crash erupted the talking outside of his room.

You flinched, “Monty!” After calling him again, he snapped his head in your direction; his crimson eyes glaring and glowing at you from the side. He turned his body to face you, and made heavy, infuriated stomps towards you.

Huffing out a hot burst of steam in your face, Monty scowled. “This is exactly why I didn’t want you here!” he yelled. “I get so, so angry…If I hurt you…” His hands raised up so he could watch them shake under the pressure of his mind.

“But you won’t,” you reassured. With your eyebrows curving upwards, you went to hold his shoulder, but he turned away, growling.

“Shut up. Shut up! You know nothing about me; about this!” He waved down at his own metallic body before gesturing over to the fallen objects behind him. You could only stare, having nothing to say in the moment of his rage. It didn’t take long until he finally remembered you were merely a human. If he did manage to hurt you, not only would you be injured, but he’d never be able to forgive himself. You weren’t just a guest of the Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex, you were his friend. “Just…get out.”

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Screeching of metal scraping immediately brought you out of your thoughts. Your eyes darted across the hall. Raising your flashlight to the corner of a wall, you saw a grey, thin hand clamp onto its hardened plaster. It took you a moment to realize that it was the design of an endoskeleton. Quickly, panic alarmed you, so you rushed your way to see what animatronic had been so badly damaged.

Turning around the corner, you froze upon seeing exactly what you had seen. “Monty?” Your voice was hoarse and quiet, in shock as you saw the destroyed gator. His entire lower half was missing, replaced with wires instead, and his claws seemed to be ripped off from his arms. A gigantic hole showed part of his internal system, and once you met his twisted gaze, you saw the shattered look of his robotic face.

“(Y/n)…” He groaned. His voice box sounded broken with how rough he spoke. There was no physical word to describe his pain, his loss. Despite losing his legs and hands, the fear had gone away as you magically appeared before him. He reached his hand out for you, yet once he remembered his state, he retracted it.

A tinge of dismay weaved it’s way around you, but you pulled away at it to maintain your composure. Instead, you grabbed Monty’s broken hand yourself, and tried your best to pull him to the wall. Even though half of him was missing, it didn’t mean he wasn’t heavy anymore. The center of all his weight was primary in his torso, so you kind of struggled in resting him by the wall.

Albeit, the argument from earlier placed you in an awkwardly tight situation. Should you just apologize, or would he have another outburst for you bringing it up? You didn’t know, and to be quite frank, you didn’t want to know. “Are you okay?” You watched as his head bowed down, avoiding your gaze to stare at the wires spread on the ground. Of course he wasn’t okay! His entire lower half was gone, and most of his body was completely broke! Not to mention, he was in the middle of a corrupted search(not that you’d know about the entire Vanny thing). You hummed, “How did this happen?”

Monty moved his head to the side, completely ignoring you as he placed himself further in his state of depression.

You squirmed in your spot. The silence never bothered you, but now—of all the times of your life—it made you more nervous than anything. Although, out of nowhere, Monty spoke up. “Say you’ll remember me.”

“Huh? O-of course I will!” You stammered, surprised by his choice of words. Why was he acting like that? Like he was going to…Shaking your head, you knitted your eyebrows together. You could tell he was being serious, so you needed to return the truth, no jokes. “Monty, I mean it. I’d never forget you so easily.” With your hand sliding under his yellow jaw, you ignored the small shock that zapped you, and pulled his head lightly so he’d finally look at you.

Once his eyes met yours, Monty stopped. He wanted to move his head from your waiting gaze, to stand up and walk away, but for particular reasons, he couldn’t. The purple of his eyelids partly covered his pink hues while they flickered back down, staring at nothing in certain. Your tone made it sound truthful, but he couldn’t bring himself to believe it. Why would you want to remember such a pitiful thing like him? He regretted asking his question, now.

You acknowledged the controversy Monty had with himself. Arguing with your own mind was something you were used to, so you understood how the alligator robot felt at the moment. “Hey. I promise I’ll remember you, Montgomery Gator,” you repeated. Your hands grabbed his cold, sharp hands again, and you held them tight, not that he could feel it. He could see it, though. The white appearing on your skin allowed him to know you were keeping hold of him tightly.

He was tired. Even as a mechanic monster, he sensed the exhaustion a human had overbearing his body. “Good…Good.” With a low voice dropping, Monty leaned his head back on the wall. You watched him, a stressed smile curving your lips. “You better keep your promise, (Y/n),” he chuckled, turning barely to stare at you. A grin of his own barely showed.

“Or what?” You laughed shortly.

Monty glanced back at the ceiling high above the both of you. He let out a deep sigh. “I dunno.” For once, he felt content. Sitting there with you, knowing that you didn’t hold a grudge against him for his horrible reaction earlier, and just resting…For once, he was genuinely happy.

[magicmanii]

hi! i dont know if requests are open, if not, just ignore this! glamrock freddy x wolf! animatronic who is roxy’s sibling headcannons? i hope this isn’t too vague. have a lovely day!

Glamrock Freddy x wolf animatronic reader! (Who's roxys sibling)

Ty for requesting!!! And no it isn't too vague don't worry! I hope you enjoy :D!

Reader is gn!

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• let's just say that you and roxy were made around the same time, roxy being activated a few minutes before (and therefore bragging about being older)

• when you two were introduced to the others you and roxy were pretty protective of each other, with you watching everyone move around constantly and roxy always staying by your side no matter what

• but eventually you two warmed up to them! (More to some then the others)

• now you've never really properly met Freddy you've only talked briefly with him before moving on, so you took it upon yourself to finally introduce yourself

• you decide to wait backstage, listening to them perform and admire them and your sister for being able to do that in front of so many people, and when they were finally done you got a giant hug from roxy some questions about why you were there and a suspicious look

• you eventually told her that you wanted to meet her bandmates a little better. Buying the answer she shoved you to chica first before dragging her away after you've introduced yourself

• now you were left with Monty and Freddy, you quickly introduced yourself to Monty who just grunted and walked away before moving on to Freddy, before you could even begin to speak Freddy spoke first "you look amazing"

• you barely even processed what he said before your internal fans started picking up and Freddy started to apologize profusely

• you barely muttered out a "it's alright" before you snapped out of it and asked if he would like to hang out sometime, to you know get to know each other better that's all

• surprised at your straight forwardness Freddy quickly agreed before speed walking to his room and pass a livid roxy

• now you might imagine how you must've felt after getting a date with such a cute animatronic first try, and if you can't imagine you were very very ecstatic even telling music man all about it (who excitedly listened)

• now the day of the "date" came and you were very very nervous even annoying roxy to the point of her chasing you

• when you finally got to the designated spot you chose you saw Freddy sitting there nervously tapping his foot with a plushy of himself in his hands

• greeting him you two were pretty awkward at first before warming up to each other when the topic of rock music came up

• after that whole ordeal you two were basically stuck at the hip you going wherever he went and him going wherever you went

• now you must assume that roxy was getting a little suspicious at this point, you and Freddy have gotten suspiciously close in a little amount of time, so her being the amazing sister she was decide to intimidate Freddy into giving her answers

• which he quickly gave on the threat of his head being taken from his body and being given to Monty

• after she figured everything out she stormed to your area to give you an ear full and many empty threats before finally telling you to stop being stupid and just tell him how you felt

• you finally agreed and told her you'd tell him soon.

• and that soon was February 14th (you see what I did there) and you have decide to meet him at the movie theater, and when he did finally show up you both anxiously watched the short films before you both finally broke the silence and confessed at the same time, cheesy I know

• after that whole ordeal you two were finally a couple! A very sappy one but still a cute couple <3

• now seeing you and roxy were basically made to be siblings it's no doubt you have a least a bit of an ego, which you use to brag about your amazing boyfriend to any unfortunate souls/animatronics

• you also have a free ticket to Roxy's Raceway anytime you want to go so you can imagine two insane wolf animatronics desperately trying to beat the other while there's a terrified bear cramped in the back desperately clinging onto you for dear life

• and on that bragging about the Freddy part I'm not kidding, you've talked and annoyed so many people that roxy has threatened to bash your head in if you even mentioned Freddy once (music man still doesn't mind your rantings though <3)

• and Freddy supports you as much as he can as well! He talks just as much about you and whenever you do something or you're in a competition he's always the loudest one shouting and clapping

• cuddles are also a big thing between you too, anytime you get free time it's spent cuddling or competitively playing board games

• so overall roxy keeps an eye on him incase he tries anything and you're both very in love 11/10

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I hope you enjoyed!! I kinda strayed away from the headcannon style in the middle so I hope you still liked it!!

[k7l4d4]

The Owl House: Extra Security Part 1

Roxanne Wolf grumbled to herself, already fed up with this little “play session” that Vanessa had insisted on. Why did they need to bring all FOUR of them this far down into the building!? Especially when they had a new song they needed to practice before hand.

“I swear, if this kook doesn’t give us a straight answer, I’m gonna lose it.” Roxy hissed to Montgomery Gator, the ONLY member of her bandmates she was sure understand how she felt.

“Yeah. I just got done pre-prepar... working on my idea for Freddy.” Monty rumbled, an annoyed look peaking out from behind his shades. “Was gonna ask for a Bass Solo. Kids woulda loved it.”

“I’m sure they would of, big guy.” Roxy fondly replied, patting him on the shoulder. Monty gave her a toothy smile, the only kind he knew how, an awkward chuckle coming from his voice box.

The two leapt down into the hole Vanessa had lead them to. Ordinarily, this would’ve alarmed them all something fierce, even Freddy, that overly trusting fuzzball, but it was an order, so they were forced to put it out of their minds.

“Wooooww!” Chica cooed, excitedly flicking her gaze about all the smoke and rock formations. “It’s so cool!”

Roxy, who’s enhanced eyes could clearly pick out the many, MANY creepy crawlies that called this place home, dryly replied. “Yeah, cool.”

“I wonder why Miss Vanessa wants us all down here, though?” Chica pondered, lightly tapping a finger against her beak. “This is kind of suspicious.”

“Yeah. Even Boss Bear’s pickin’ up on it.” Monty chimed in. All three of the Glamrocks felt uneasy at that. Glancing forward, they saw Freddy, consciously communicating with Vanessa, an uneasy tone to his voice from what they could hear. If Freddy, the poster child for blind faith and unconditional trust, was feeling weird about this, then something was up.

Roxy grimaced, as much as her design would let her, but ultimately shrugged. “Well, not much we can actually do about it. We got an order.”

The other two nodded, Chica with a hint of sorrow, and Monty with an irked growl. Going against orders wasn’t something that could be done on a whim. None of them had truthfully ever tested it, and none were keen on finding out what would occur if they tried. As the crawled through the dusty tunnels that SOMEHOW existed under the Pizzaplex, Roxy noticed something up with Monty’s legs.

“Hey, Mont.” She began.

“Yeah?” He replied, awkwardly stepping through the solid stone cavern, and ducking under low-hanging stalactites.

“Why’s your leg jittering like that?” Roxy asked, pointing to the limb in question.

Puzzled, Monty glanced down. Sure enough, one of his legs was bobbing up and down involuntarily. He shrugged. “Dunno. They’ve been weird ever since the techs installed the new ones.”

“New ones?” Chica echoed, tilting her head in a mix of confusion and concern.

Monty nodded. “Yeah, right before I got brought up into the band, they put my new legs in, and they’ve done stuff like this ever since. And I get the WEIRDEST headaches. Dunno why.”

Roxy and Chica exchanged alarmed looks, but said nothing. What could they say?

Oblivious to their turmoil, Monty himself was somewhat uncertain to the situation at hand. He... genuinely had no recollection of what had happened to cause his legs to need replacing. It might have something to do with his headaches, as well as his sudden fits of anger, maybe, but he just COULD NOT REMEMBER!!! And the looks the technicians had given him while installing the things... they still haunted him. What had happened?

“My friends!” Freddy called, walking back to the others. “How are you?”

“Eh, could be better.” Roxy replied, some of her nerves settling at the sight of the band’s leader.

“This place is gross.” Monty bluntly remarked, scoffing at the trash and scrap littering the tunnel.

“We’re just kind of confused about what’s going on.” Chica finished diplomatically, her tone barely hiding her own agitation at what was happening.

“I am sorry, my friends. I wish I had good news to share.” Freddy remorsefully stated, his shoulders slumping slightly. “No matter how much I press, Vanessa will not tell me the details of this mission.”

“Well, yeah? I mean, she’s always been kind of uptight.” Roxy said, not getting what Freddy was getting at.

“Not like this.” Freddy remarked, rubbing his chin nervously. “It is so much her using few words or cutting me off. She simply does not answer me directly, avoiding my questions and insisting that this will be ‘fun’ as she puts it.”

The other three Glamrockers came up short, exchanging worried glances. Okay, THAT was unusual. For as long as they’d known her, Vanessa had always been a little odd, alternating between sugary sweet and irritably angry. But this was wildly out of character.

“Please stop lolly-gagging. The fun is just about to start.” ‘Vanessa’ called back, her voice unnervingly serene. If they were capable of it, the sound would’ve sent chills down their spines. Nodding to one another, the four walked forward to regroup with ‘Vanessa.’

As they made their way back through the tunnels, the four stopped, staring up at the sight before them in a mix of awe and dread. Standing before them, nearly completely intact... was an original Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Place, like the images shown in the museum! How and WHY was one all the way down here!?

Roxy was fed up. They’d been pulled away from their work, pushed through some freaky, never-before-seen tunnels, and now were standing before an impossible relic. It was too much! Her temper peaking, Roxy strode forward, Monty right on her heels, Freddy and Chica tentatively following after her, ready to intervene if needed.

Roxy bared down on ‘Vanessa,’ glaring at her blank expression. As the weird security guard stared up at her, Roxy snarled. “Okay Ness, I’ve just about had it. Why in the world are we underneath the fricking PIZZAPLEX, and why is there an actual Freddy Fazbear’s here!? Those all closed down years ago!!”

“Vanessa, as harsh as her words may be, I agree with Roxanne.” Freddy remarked, standing at Roxy’s side, Monty and Chica providing backup at each of their shoulders. “This situation is too bizarre! We cannot in good conscience continue with this without getting answers.”

‘Vanessa’ tilted her head... and giggled. It was unnerving, watching her, standing there as she laughed, and laughed, and LAUGHED. The familiar scraping sound of Animatronic feet sliding against tiles could be heard from within the restaurant before them.

“I-I think we should leave...” Chica managed, her servos shaking at the odd noises coming from the building.

“This ain’t right.” Monty rumbled, tense and ready to spring; whether to attack or retreat was still up in the air.

“Vanessa! What’s happening!?” Roxy demanded, moving close. She desperately wished she could hold the woman by the collar, but that went against her programming.

“Oh no...” Freddy managed, catching sight of a figure looming from behind ‘Vanessa,’ purple eyes pulsing darkly in the shadows. “Vanessa... what have you done!?”

“Don’t fight it...” ‘Vanessa’ said softly, an empty smile on her face. “It’ll be fun.”

“What are you-!?” Roxy managed to get out... only for flickering sparks to dance across her vision. She winced, reeling back, as the eyes of the figure in the dark glowed brighter. Monty roared, clutching his head in agony. Chica convulsed, arms and legs twitching wildly, mouth locked open as her eyes rolled in their sockets. Freddy collapsed, like a puppet with its strings cut, his eyes glowing hauntingly. As her friends collapsed one by one, Roxy felt unimaginable pain surging through her being. Before she lost consciousness, the only things she could process were the sound of her screams, and ‘Vanessa’s’ increasingly unhinged laughter-

[ERRORERRORERRORERRORERRORERRORERRORERRORERROR]

FNAF:SB FNAF:SB FNAF:SB FNAF:SB FNAF:SB FNAF:SB FNAF:SB FNAF:SB

{Processing.}

[OS Detected. Beginning Boot]

(Loading Memory Files- ERROR, Corruption Detected)

“...Uuuuggghhhh, my HEAD!” Roxy groaned, pulling herself to her feet. Her claws lightly scraped against an uneven surface; she must still be underground. What had hap- VANESSA. As the memory of that psychotic little bitch flashed to the surface, of the disturbing march underground and that place they found beneath the Pizzaplex, Roxy growled in fury. Pulling herself to her feet, she lightly scanned her surroundings... and couldn’t see a thing. “What the-?”

Scoffing, Roxy lightly checked back and forth. She must be somewhere pretty dark if even her eyes couldn’t make out anything through the shade. “Ugh, just great. That bitch must’ve stashed me deeper in! I gotta get out of here.”

So caught up in her memories was she that Roxy didn’t notice that her thoughts and words had effortlessly crossed the censorship subroutine coded into her speech center. Carefully stepping through the gloom, Roxy cautiously tilted her head back and forth, tuning her ears for even the slightest sound. Wherever she was, it was somehow even FILTHIER than that stretch of tunnels ‘Vanessa’ had taken them through. Ugh, perfect. She had to worry about vermin now!

Her head shot up; she had heard water dripping from the ceiling up ahead. As she was subterranean at the moment, that was most likely moisture collecting on and falling from Stalactites on the ceiling. Grinning ferally, she slunk down onto all fours, her hind legs tensing... and sprung into the air! Howling, she dug her claws hard and deep into the natural cave formation before her, using it as leverage to swing forth and fly. This was WAY faster than stalking across the ground!!

Of course, there WAS a chance she was just getting herself more and more lost... no, she couldn’t think like that. The moment she doubted herself was the moment she deactivated for good. As she cleared the length of the tunnel, with only a ding or two from when she misjudged the distance a little, she carefully stepped forward, feeling along the wall. It dipped forward in two separate directions; a forked path.

Pressing down onto all fours again, Roxy leaned forward, flicking her ears. In the best case scenario, both paths would allow her to continue. In the worst case scenario, both were dead ends and she would have to go back the way she came and find another path! Mimicking the sound of a heavy sigh, Roxy focused, tuning out as much of the world around her as she could. No distractions, no thoughts or alerts; all she needed... was the sound.

A sigh drifted through the air. A song-like whistle drifted over the stalagmites. THERE!!

Grinning in triumph, Roxy bolted down the left path, all four claws tearing away at the stone and loose soil beneath her. Listening for which way the wind was blowing from was the best idea, hands down! Howling in delight, Roxy easily sprung forward, her claws pushing her off stalagmite after stalagmite, launching her forward. At this rate, she would be out of here in no time!!

Of course... that was assuming she was close enough to make it to a recharge station, that is. No, no doubts! Her mission counted on her keeping the pace. Still, that didn’t stop her from internally cursing the bastards who had designed her and the others for putting in a power drainer to keep them reliant on those damn tubes. FUCKING HELL, they were already reliant on the Pizzaplex for maintenance, and they used too much serious juice to reliably power themselves outside it, why was it necessary to basically cripple them!?

Pushing the bitter pain away, Roxy once again honed in on her mission. A new sound caught on her ears. Whatever it was, it didn’t match anything in her files, and the rhythm brought to mind a living thing, and a BIG one at that. Damn it, if only it wasn’t too dark to see! Unable to figure out another option, Roxy crept forward, focusing on the sounds of snoring and rumbling coming from ahead; even if she couldn’t see it, her ability to hear it would do for now.

As the source of the rumbling became ever closer, Roxy pulled to a stop, idly tilting her ears; if she could pick up on something she could feasibly cling to, she could scale over the animal and make it past. By her estimates, whatever this thing was, it was roughly five meters in front of her. Pressing tight against the side of the tunnel, she scooped up some stones, and chucked one to where she was reasonably sure was the other side of the animal.

The rumbling cut out with a snort, the heavy shuffling of something slowly moving coming from in front of her. As the beast slowly growled in warning in the general direction where the stone had landed, Roxy, having stashed the rest in her jaw, slowly scaled the wall. So far, so good.

‘It responds to even the slightest sharp sound.’ Roxy noted. As she drew close to the ceiling, she pulled a stone from her mouth, hefting it. ‘I can use that.’

Aiming carefully as she could, Roxy took a different approach. Rather than draw the animal’s attention to the opposite direction, she deliberately tossed the stone in the direction of the wall to the animal’s immediate right. With a wall-rattling roar, the beast whirled, slamming headfirst against the stone in a fit of fury. As the beast roared and whined at the pain, Roxy smoothly swung herself from stalactite to stalactite; the beast never even knew she was there.

It continued like this for six more tunnels. Her internal clock was... off at the moment, she assumed, as she couldn’t tell how long she’d been down here. It couldn’t have been an hour, as her battery was still at a solid three bars! On she went, crawling through the tunnels, distracting beasts of various sizes (even goading a few into fighting each other in a few instances), scaling walls, and hopping against stalagmites and stalactites. The sounds she was following to lead her out grew ever louder, sharper, clearer all the time.

She was getting close, Roxy could feel it. Smoothly ducking her way past a nest of animals, Roxy stepped forward... and froze. Her sensors registered light, wind blew along the air and through her fur, and sounds of varying nature, including the laughter and chatter of children, chirped on the wind.

So why? Why could she still NOT SEE!?

“Did... DID THAT BITCH DAMAGE MY EYES!?” Roxy shrieked, unbothered by the fact her shout most likely alerted whatever was nearby to her presence. If that absolute BITCH had damaged her eyes... her precious, beloved eyes... she didn’t know what she would do to her if they met again. “O-Okay Rox, calm down. Don’t lose it like Monty getting beat at mini-golf. You can fix this! Even if my eyes are busted up, I can jury-rig some of my components to make them work! Everything will be O.K-”

As Roxy’s hands reached up to her face and pressed against her sockets, she froze; her eyes weren’t damaged... they were GONE.

“M-My eyes...” Roxy stammered, shock, and more than a little fear, coursing through her. She collapsed, her legs giving out in horror and despair. “SOMEONE TOOK MY EYES!!!!”

With a sob of despair, Roxy ran forward, blindly rushing to anywhere other than here... and immediately crashed into a pillar.

‘No... not a pillar.’ Roxy despondently noted, the information forming and being filed away, even as despair coated her every thought. The texture, the feel, the slight give beneath her claws. This was... ‘A tree. I’m outside. How am I outside the Pizzaplex!?’

Stumbling to her feet in shock, Roxy frantically began running an internal diagnostic. She NEEDED to know what was up with her, before she was out of time!

{Loading Diagnostic Protocols in 3... 2... Now.}

[Structure Integrity: Compromised. Multiple burns and fractures to outer casing detected. Stress tears along primary servos 1, 2, and 4 detected.]

[Sensory Integrity: Compromised. Ocular units missing. Damage to Ocular cradles detected. Audio sensor units have entered Pursuit Mode to compensate.]

[Power Integrity: Compromised. Energy Sink has been destroyed. Power supply will not be flushed. Please return to Parts and Services for replacement Energy Sink.]

[Programming Integrity: Compromised. Memory files have been damaged/deleted. Recovery is unlikely. Civilian Interaction Protocols are offline. Censorship Protocols are offline. Hierarchical Conformity Protocols are offline. Please return to Parts and Services to restore these Protocols.]

As the text flashed before Roxy’s... interface. She numbly processed it. She was no longer limited by the energy drain of her system; the Recharge Stations could no longer shackle her, so long as she could figure out how to resupply power to herself. Both her legs and one of her arms were in bad shape, and would probably need significant repairs before long, and her casing most likely looked like a mess. Her eyes were missing, surprise surprise, but something called “Pursuit Mode” had initiated to help her; no wonder her hearing was so much keener than she recalled.

But it was her programming that really caught her eye. As tough as she was as one of the Pizzaplex’s bots, Roxy was far from invincible. With her CIPs disabled, she could defend herself! She could also attack someone, but that didn’t sit right with her... it was still something she could do now, though. Her CPs were less important, but no longer having ‘undesirable vernacular and attitudes’ automatically ‘corrected’ was like a breath of fresh air. And the HCP... she clenched her fists. ‘Vanessa’ wouldn’t be able to stop her, the next time she faced her. But what concerned her the most... were her memories.

Or rather... her LACK of memories. Something had happened between that moment underground and now, but how much time had passed, and what she could’ve potentially been doing in that interim... it sent chills up her spine.

“I...I’m free.” Roxy whispered, tilting her head up, sightlessly staring into the heavens. “Well... almost.” She bared her claws, ripping a branch off the nearest tree in a flash. “I still need to save the others. And I still need to get answers from Vanessa. And what she tells me... will determine if I let her walk away.”

And with those final thoughts, Roxy skulked into the forest, blissfully unaware of one crucial fact... she wasn’t on Earth anymore.