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Chapter 1: Fun Start

“Shit, shit, shit!”

A man named Mike Schmidt held the tablet tight, his eyes glaring at it, widened and frantically changing direction one second after the other, constantly tapping it to keep an eye on the animatronics that roam the halls. Tonight was his third night, which meant that the rabbit animatronic and the chicken animatronic have already started moving and from what he has observed, they were going in fast.

It reached 3 PM and Mike immediately checked the door. He pressed the light and under the glow was the rabbit animatronic. From what he remembered, this rabbit’s name was Bonnie.

Bonnie held an emotionless look on his face, his reddish magenta eyes looking down towards the trembling security guard. It began to twitch a bit before his eyes suddenly turned black with white pupils and before he would grab the guard, Mike immediately pressed the door button and the door slid downwards and concealed the opening. Mike quickly looked at his monitor and touched it to see the stage, and to his horror, the animatronic anthropomorphic bear was off the stage. He quickly checked onto another camera. Through the static, he managed to find a pair of glowing white dots sitting side by side to one another in the darkness of the party room.

“Goddammit!” he exclaimed.

He knew it was the bear mascot, Freddy Fazbear. After all, who else would be hiding in the shadows and pitch blackness like a predator stalking its prey?

A millisecond later, he remembered that he has to conserve power. He checked the lights and found that the shadow of Bonnie was gone, allowing him to open the door again. He then looked to the other door as quickly as possible to check if the chicken—Chica—was there. Which she isn’t, and he kept the door open. Mike then quickly checked the camera that watched Pirate’s Cove. Mike cursed under his breath when he saw the animatronic fox poking out of the purple curtain covered in stars.

“You stay back, you mutt!” Mike whispered loudly.

A shiver ran down his spine as he instantly heard the slow, yet eerie laughter echoed in the halls. He checked the monitor again to watch for the pair of glowing white dots. He checked again to find where the bear and the chicken was. He looked at the cameras that watched the bathrooms, only to find the pair of white dots in the women’s bathroom while Chica was far back from the camera. Mike sighed from relief.

He looked up from his monitor to check the time on his watch. He growled when he found that it was only 4 pm.

“Damn it..,” he whispered. “And I have to go through two more days of this crap...”

Mike then looked into his monitor and went to Pirate’s Cove, only to find that Foxy was out of his stage. He was in front of the “Out of Order” sign. Mike then quickly checked the left hall, only to freak out that the pair of white dots were now surrounded by the sky blue irises and white sclera of Freddy’s eyes, though it was barely lit.

“Fuck that bear..,” Mike growled before checking his power.

30%

“SHIT!”

Mike quickly checked on Pirate’s Cove. Foxy was still there. Then he checked on Bonnie and Chica. Chica was in the Party Room, but Bonnie was nowhere to be seen. Mike then checked the door and saw Bonnie was walking towards his office again. The man shrieked and inmediately pressed the door button, shutting it in the rabbit’s face.

“Yes!” Mike said.

And then, remembering the time, he looked back at his watch.

6 AM

“FINALLY!” said Mike.

He quickly packed his things and left the office room. He saw Freddy still standing there immobile and he just smiled proudly to know he won. For now.

Mike walked in the hall and the second he left it, he heard his phone ringing and he took it out of his pocket to answer it.

“Yeah?” he said.

“Hello! Mike!” said a male voice from the phone. “How was your shift?”

“It was great, boss!” Mike lied as he walked to the door. “So... What’s up?”

“I just wanted to say that I have some news... The reputation of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza has been dwindling and at the brink of closing down. And so, to rebuild the reputation of the restaurant and its brand, the first thing the company planned to do was rebuild Foxy.”

“Oh?” Mike asked. “Rebuild the pirate fox, huh? How long has he been out of order?”

“You ask me,” said the boss. “But that’s one of the news... Fazbear Entertainment Inc. has not only planned Foxy’s return but also... they bought five new animatronics!”

Mike immediately stopped in his tracks and shouted, “WHAT?! Five new animatronics?!”

“Whoa, Mike! Why the sudden raise in voice?”

“S-Sorry! It’s just that. I’m shocked!”

“Well, you shouldn’t have to be. The company wanted to make the restaurant great again, basically. So why not add some more animatronics in the mix?”

Mike lightly gripped onto his phone at that.

“Are they going to replace the four?” he asked.

“Did I say they will?”

“No, sir.”

“Then, no! They wanted to add more members of the FFP band, that’s all.”

Mike kept his phone held tight in his hand before it eased up a bit as he prepared to respond to his boss professionally. Not like shouting earlier.

“Well, then,” he said. “I hope the kids will like ‘em.”

“Oh, I’m sure they will, Mike! They are from other locations where it’s family friendly.”

“Like, where?”

“All I know is that one of them was once in a zoo and another is from another restaurant. I don’t know all the details, but that’s all I heard.”

“Huh.”

“Anyway... I gotta go now. See ya tomorrow, Mike!”

And then a few seconds later, his boss hung up and Mike put his phone back into his pocket. Then, he dropped his head down low for a few seconds before releasing a loud, frustrated sigh that almost sounded like a cry of frustration and disappointment.

“Nearly ten robots..,” Mike said. Then he raised his head high and yelled, “in this stinking pizzeria?! Then that means more robots will come and kill me in the dead of night!“

Then he stomped his way out of the entrance and to his car, where he immediately started it and drove away from the pizzeria.

Meanwhile, Bonnie and Chica had their heads turned towards the entrance, eyes widened from shock.

“Bonnie,” Chica said. “Did you hear?”

“Yes!” Bonnie said. “Foxy is getting rebuilt and five new members of our band!”

“For a minute there, I was scared that we were going to be replaced!” Chica said.

“I’m so excited and so nervous!” Bonnie replied. “Excited because we’re getting new bandmates, nervous because... I don’t know! They’ll probably take my spotlight as best guitarist! If they are a guitarist. If they are, I’m gonna show them who’s the best in this house!”

“Oh, Bonnie,” said Chica, giggling.

“Hey, you two!”

The rabbit and chicken looked and saw the brown bear who was made to be their leader, Freddy Fazbear, walking up to them.

“Hi, Freddy,” said Bonnie.

“What did you guys hear?” he asked.

“Foxy is going to be rebuilt!” replied Bonnie.

“And we’re about to get five new animatronics!” Chica followed after.

“Rebuild Foxy and add five new animatronics, huh?” Freddy asked. “Why?”

“Well,” Chica replied, “our home has been given a bad name, from what I heard. And to fix up the reputation, the company wants to bring Foxy back into the spotlight and add new band members.”

“Did he say when he’ll be fixed and when they’ll be here?” Freddy asked.

“Nope,” Bonnie replied. “He just said that Foxy will be brought back into the spotlight and that the five newbies are bought. Also, I barely heard it, but one is from a zoo and another was from another restaurant.”

“Oooh!” said Chica.

“A zoo and another restaurant, huh?” asked Freddy. “Must be mascots.”

“Aargh, what be going on here?”

The three looked back and saw the torn up animatronic fox walking up to them, curiosity in his yellow eye.

“Foxy!” said Bonnie as he went and threw an arm around the fox. “Great news! You’re being repaired!”

Foxy took a second to load his thoughts before he immediately exclaimed, “WHAT?!”

“Yep! You’re gonna get back into the spotlight, being the kids’ favorite pirate fox again! What do you think?”

“I be shocked, matey!” Foxy replied, a smile forming on his face. “I have been out of order for so long and now they be fixing me? Now?”

“I know! Crazy, right?” Bonnie asked.

“Finally!” Foxy cried. “About time they put me back on me stage!”

“Yeah!” Chica exclaimed and instantly hugged the animatronic fox.

Freddy just smiled as he watched his friends rejoice at the news of their fellow fox animatronic about to finally be “in order.” The pizzeria was never the same when Foxy went out of order and no longer able to perform.

“Honestly,” he remarked. “This place needs their favorite pirate fox back. It’s been... boring without him.”

“Aye!” Foxy replied. “And I miss those little kiddies cheering for this ol’ sea fox! I cannot wait until I hear those cheers again!”

“Oh, speaking of which,” Bonnie said, “we are also getting new animatronics!”

“New maties?” Foxy asked.

“Yes!” Chica replied. “And five of them are coming! Five!”

“Well, shiver me timbers!” Foxy replied. “Maybe I get a new member of me crew!”

“Or an assistant!” Chica said. “Or a waiter!”

“I just hope they aren’t rude,” Bonnie said. “Let alone an absolute ass.”

“Bonnie!” Freddy hissed. “Language!”

“Don’t yell at me!” Bonnie exclaimed back at him. “You curse too, you hypocrite!”

Freddy just sighed with a smile as he shook his head before looked back at his four friends.

“Well, anyway,” he said. “If those five do manage to get here, let’s all give them a warm welcome, just like we usually do! We would hate starting on bad terms, do we?”

The three animatronics nodded in agreement.

“Oh!” Chica said. “I need to make our breakfast before we perform today! I’ll be back!”

Then the yellow animatronic chicken then rushed past tables and towards the entrance of the kitchen, leaving the males standing on their spot. Freddy sighed quietly and went to sit down on stage. Bonnie and Foxy followed to do the same.

“Man,” Bonnie said as he sat down. “This... This is a lot to take in, honestly. Five new members and Foxy is getting repaired? Wow...”

“I be a bit angry that they are repairing me now..,” Foxy said. “But, I guess it be worth it.”

Bonnie nodded in agreement, but then something caught his eye and he saw Freddy with his head down, and though it was almost inaudible, he can hear that the bear was mumbling something under his robotic breath, which caught the fox’s attention as well.

“Cap’n?” Foxy asked.

“Freddy?” Bonnie asked.

Freddy did not answer. His head was low, his right hand tightly held his left, and his mouth moved, releasing whispers that the two cannot interpret.

“Freddy,” Bonnie said.

No answer.

“Cap’n Freddy,” said Foxy.

Still no answer.

“Freddy!” Bonnie said, a little loud.

“Huh?” Freddy said, looking up, which also made the two males know that he finally broke out of his weird trance.

“Are you okay?” Bonnie asked, a bit worriedly.

“Oh, yeah,” said Freddy. “Sorry. I was just... thinking...”

“About what?” Foxy asked.

“Nothing, really,” Freddy replied to the fox. “Just the new animatronics and how the restaurant will be like.”

“I bet the place will be better than before,” said Bonnie. “Before... before...”

Freddy and Foxy saw Bonnie suddenly lower his head and do Freddy's previous position. His eyes fading of all content as the same thought came into their minds.

“Yeah..,” Freddy replied, somberly.

The mood suddenly changed into serious and quiet. The three male animatronics looked down at the thought of something. Something that happened years ago and they wished to forget. Things that are still happening today and crushes their pride and for some, self-esteem. Things that makes them pray that everything and everyone will be alright when it is all over. This downhearted silence lasted for a while, a minute or two, but it was soon broken when Bonnie suddenly spoke.

“Well,” he said. “That’s all in the past now, is it? We don’t want to let it bother us, right?”

“Yeah,” Freddy said, a smile slowly appearing on his face. “We shouldn’t. We should be happy that Foxy is about to be one of the stars in this restaurant again and that we are getting new members. Which I hope are good.”

“Same here,” Bonnie replied.

“Aye,” Foxy followed shortly.

“Pizza's ready!”

The three males looked and saw Chica walking out with two pizzas in her hands. One was meat pizza and the other was cheese. Both the fox and the rabbit's eyes lit up and sparkled at the sight of the food, with Foxy's tail wagging and Bonnie's ears flopping.

“For Bonnie and Foxy,” Chica said before she giggled and gave the pizzas to Foxy and Bonnie.

“Yaargh, me favorite!” Foxy said as he held the pizza topped with meat and moved to the corner of the stage before he picked a slice and began to eat. For Bonnie, he already picked up a slice and ate it before followed after the pirate fox and sat on his left.

“Freddy,” said Chica. “Does Golden want to eat as well?”

Freddy’s ears perked up with realization.

“Crud,” he said. “I forgot about him. Hang on!”

Freddy went down from the stage and ran to the door that led backstage. He opened it and walked into the room, looking around for Golden through the dimly lit room.

“Howdy, Freddy..,” said a deep voice.

Freddy looked to his left and saw a yellow, animatronic bear sitting in the corner. Little turfs of fur hung out on ever inch of his suit and his eyes were black with white pupils. The animatronic bear stared with a tired expression at the brown bear.

“Golden,” Freddy said. “Wanna eat? Chica has made some pizza for breakfast.”

Golden chuckled.

“Of course, I’d like some,” he replied.

Golden gently pushed himself up, then he moved his legs to stand up. When he stood upright, he took a few steps towards his brother. But from there, Golden immediately collapsed. Freddy quickly grabbed him before he could hit the floor.

“Thank you, Freddy,” said Golden.

“Heheh..,” Freddy chuckled. “A brother’s gotta have your back, right?”

“Of course, little brother,” replied Golden.

Freddy carefully carried Golden out of backstage and into the party room. There, Freddy found Chica eating her pizza in front of Bonnie and Foxy. The three were talking and sort of debating about the five newbies and making guesses on what role they will play as in the band. The two other pizzas were near the edge of the stage, little strings of steam in the air flying above and away from it, disappearing as they ascended. Both were pepperoni pizza. Freddy helped Golden sit onto the stage and the brown bear went onto stage and picked up the pizzas before placing one on the yellow one’s lap and the other on his, grabbing a slice and eating it as he did so.

Golden grabbed a slice and took a bite. After swallowing his piece, he could not help but smile at the taste before devouring the entire slice since he was a large animatronic bear.

“Mm-mm!” he said. “As usual. Your cooking is divine, Chica.”

“Thanks, Goldie!” Chica replied to the old yellow bear.

Goldie took another slice of pizza and ate it.

“So,” he said after he swallowed his piece, “I overheard y’all talking about somethin’, but I was unable to catch much because the door was closed. Care to fill me in, Freddy?”

“Well, one,” said Freddy. “Foxy is about to be repaired and planned to be active in the day just like us. In other words, he’s going to perform again.”

“Is that so?” Golden asked.

“Yep!” Freddy replied.

“Well, I’ll be darned!”

“I know! Crazy, right? Speaking of which, the company bought five animatronics for the restaurant and our band.”

“Oh?”

“Since our restaurant’s reputation is dwindling, I guess they decided to do all this just to make it great again.”

“Hm. I knew it. The company’s desperate way to save this place from closing down.”

“Yeah. That’s what I thought too. But also, since five newbies are coming, I’m also nervous.”

“Why’s that, dear brother?”

“Well... We don’t know who those five are. And I’m afraid that these five are ill-mannered and that our first meeting would start off as bad. Not to mention that it could also lead to this place getting closed down if fights do happen.”

“That’s understandable... But I reckon that these five wouldn’t be as ‘ill-mannered’ as you say. I mean, I trust the company. They would never get five obnoxious characters for the band. That would mean they signed the death warrant of this here place, after all.”

“Yeah, true. But still, I just hope they’re nice.”

“If by chance they are rude, me too, brother.”

And after that little conversation, the two bears kept eating their slices while they overheard Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy talking and chatting amongst themselves.
——————
Some time has passed and the animatronics had finished their breakfast and Chica returned to the kitchen to wash the trays and plates. It was now 8 AM, which is still early. The pizzeria opens at 11 AM, so for the time being, the animatronics decided to play some games on stage while Chica is in the kitchen.

“It’s still early!” said Bonnie. “You guys wanna play a game for a bit?”

“What game?” Freddy asked.

“Any game that isn’t boring,” Bonnie replied. “Duh! Got any suggestions?”

“Well..,” Freddy said. “I’ve been empty on games lately. So, I got nothing.”

“Same here,” Golden replied.

“Hmm..,” said Foxy, his head lowering to think.

“Got anything, Foxy?” Bonnie asked.

“I overheard some kids during your performance yesterday,” Foxy replied. “I think they be good games to play. I heard them say, ‘Two truths and a lie’ and ‘charades,’ I believe.”

“Those sound like good games to play,” said Bonnie. “What’s charades, though?”

“I heard from a kid that charades is a game when you act out something and we guess it.”

“A guessing game, huh?” Bonnie asked. “I’m up for either of them... Or both.”

“How about we play two truths and lie first?” Golden asked. “And then charades next if we ran out of ideas.”

“That be a great idea,” Foxy replied.

“I agree!” Bonnie followed.

“Me too!” Freddy replied.

“Alright, y’all,” Golden said. “Two truths and a lie first.”

“Who’s going first?” Freddy asked.

What followed after was silence. Bonnie looked at Foxy and vice versa to the fox. Freddy and Golden looked at each other, clearly feeling awkward about this.

“I guess I’m going first,” Freddy said.

“Alright..,” said Bonnie.

The three male animatronics looked at the brown bear as he began to think. Freddy hummed any ideas that he will use as a truth or a lie. He took about ten more seconds before he developed an idea.

“Alright, I think I got some,” Freddy said. “My favorite kind of dessert is s’mores ice cream. My favorite pizza toppings is pepperoni. And lastly, I’m the only bear made active in this establishment.”

“Wait, s’mores ice cream is a thing?” Bonnie asked.

“Yep!”

“Dang, I should get a bite sometime. Anyway, I have bets that the third one is the lie.”

Freddy chuckled. “Alright.”

Then he looked at Foxy and Golden.

“Do you two agree?” he asked.

“I’m your brother, Freddy,” Golden said. “I know when you’re lying.”

“Sorry, Cap’n,” said Foxy, “but I have to agree with Bonnie. You’re not the only bear active.”

“Yep, that was the lie,” Freddy replied, chuckling.

“That was weak, Freddy,” Bonnie remarked to the animatronic bear.

“Shut up,” Freddy retaliated, laughing a bit.

“Hey!”

The four males looked and saw Chica standing near the stage, her hands in her hips, staring at them with a raised eyebrow and a smile, showing that she is not amused and amused at the same time.

“You dare start a game without me?” she asked.

“Sorry, Chica,” said Bonnie. “We couldn’t wait.”

Chica sighed. “Silly boys,” she mumbled as she walked up and onto the stage before sitting between Bonnie and Freddy.

“Who’s next?” Freddy asked.

“I’ll go next!” Bonnie said, raising his hand.

“Come up with good ones,” said Freddy.

Bonnie cleared his robotic throat a bit before he said, “I like pepperoni pizza. I love being a rockstar. And I’m the only bunny made in Freddy Fazbear’s who has a rock guitar.”

“Bonnie,” said Freddy, “I swear, you said two lies.”

“Oh, really?” Bonnie asked, raising an invisible eyebrow. “Guess which one’s the lie then.”

“I believe the first one is a lie,” Chica said. “Bonnie, you eat too much cheese or veggie pizza.”

“Aye, it be the first one,” Foxy followed.

Bonnie just giggled and looked at the two bears.

“Freddy?” he asked. “Golden?”

“Nahh, the third one is the lie,” said Freddy. “Bonnie isn’t the only bunny made to hold a rock guitar.”

“I agree,” Golden replied. “Bonnie has eaten pepperoni pizza before, even though the veggies are usually his favorite.”

“When?” Chica asked.

Golden looked at Bonnie, since he was aware that Bonnie was the only one who knows.

“When did you eat pepperoni pizza?” he asked.

Bonnie just giggled and said, “Guess which one’s the lie first.”

“The first one!” Chica and Foxy exclaimed.

“No, no!” Freddy said. “The third one! You were there, Chica! Remember the blue Bonnie that was made to replace Bonnie? Whom we decided to nickname, ‘Bon?’”

“Bonnie, don’t tell me you did two lies!” Chica exclaimed to the bunny.

Bonnie laughed in response.

“Nope!” he said. “The bear bros were right. That was the lie. Bon was another bunny made with a rock guitar.”

Both Foxy and Chica released their exclaims of defeat while the two bears high-fived each other.

“Anyway,” said Bonnie. “Next?”

“I guess I’ll go!” said Chica. “So, I’m the only bird ever made in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. I can cook any kind of good food. And... umm...”

Chica looked down to think some more.

“What else,” she murmured. Then she looked up. “Oh yeah! And I can bake any kind of sweet!”

“Heheh!” Freddy laughed. “The second one is a lie. You can’t cook all kinds.”

“Aye, matey,” said Foxy. “Ye cannot cook turkey for Thanksgiving.”

“I swore it was the third one,” Bonnie said, “but then I remembered, you can’t really cook all kinds. So, yeah, that’s a lie.”

“Ditto,” Golden said.

“Man, we know each other too well,” Chica said. “Yes. The second one was a lie. Sorry if it was too obvious.”

“Hey, we can learn, sis,” said Bonnie.

Chica smiled at the rabbit in response to his words of encouragement.

“Aarrrgh, it be my turn now!” Foxy said. “I be a captain of me own ship! I tell stories to the little lads and lasses back in me old days. And I am half-blind.”

“I could say the third,” said Bonnie, “but at the same time, I think the third one is a lie. We all know you’re not half-blind all the time.”

“I’d say the first,” said Chica. “Because Freddy’s the captain here!”

“True, but when we’re not performing,” Freddy replied. “So, the third is a lie.”

“I reckon the third one is a lie too,” said Golden. “I mean, ya ain’t permanently half-blind.”

“Aaargh, the third one be a lie,” said Foxy.

“Darn!” Chica said.

“Knew it..,” Bonnie mumbled.

“We’re right again!” Freddy said and pulled the golden bear into a half hug.

“Looks like I’m the last one to go,” said Golden. “Alright... One: I’m the first bear made by Fazbear Entertainment. Two: I had a rabbit partner who was also named, ‘Bonnie.’ And three: I had the same partners as all y’all.”

“No way,” Chica said. “I bet the second is a lie. I never heard of you having another Bonnie partner before Freddy and Frederick.”

“Aye, I have to agree with the lass,” Foxy replied. “Ye never told us much about you. Unless you said two lies.”

Freddy and Bonnie snickered in response to the chicken and fox’s answers, looking at each other like the fox and the chicken said ridiculous answers or reasons for choosing why that choice was a lie.

“Well, I know that the third one is a lie,” said Freddy.

“Same,” Bonnie replied, giggling.

“Really?” Chica asked.

Golden chuckled. “They are right. I only had one partner. Not three or four. It was a rabbit named Spring Bonnie. He was my only partner.”

“What?” Chica asked. “For real?!”

“Ye really need to tell us more about ye, matey,” said Foxy.

“Well, the game wouldn’t be fun, would it?” Golden asked.

And the group agreed while chuckling.

“So..,” said Chica. “Next game?”

“Yeah,” said Freddy. “We know each other too well for the two truths and a lie game.”

“Charades?” asked Bonnie. “Oh, yes!”

“Heheh..,” Freddy laughed. “I’ll go first. Because acting seems so fun and I hardly got any chance to try.”

“Alright, Freddy!” said Chica. “Show us what you’ve got!”

Freddy stood in front of the four and took a deep breath. Then he reached his hand and put his index finger and thumb together to look like he’s pinching and then, with his two pinching, began drawing an invisible line.

“What the..,” Bonnie mumbled, laughing a little. “What are you doing?”

“Are you drawing something?” Chica asked.

“Drawing a map to treasure?” Foxy asked.

“Hmm..,” Golden murmured.

Freddy just kept doing his hand motion and then stopping and did a gesture that looked like he stopped to think. And then he did the same motion again.

“Oh, this is hard,” Chica commented. “Okay. You’re sketching something?”

“Are you painting?” Bonnie asked.

“Artist?” Golden asked.

Freddy looked at his brother and smiled a big smile.

“Yes!” he exclaimed, pointing at him.

“Wait, artist?!” Bonnie asked.

“Yes!”

“Idiot, give us a hint!”

Freddy just laughed and asked, “That would be boring, wouldn’t it?”
——————
The charades game went on for some time, but the five were not able to count because of the game they were playing. The five animatronics were all smiling like there is nothing to worry about, but Bonnie and Foxy were on the ground laughing loudly at the scene Chica was making, who also can’t help but break down into hysterics as well. Golden just chuckled and covered his mouth most of the time.

Chica was doing actions that came with mixed results from the boys. She was dancing one minute with an imaginary man and then doing another action, like lighting a fire. Freddy had his head down, shaking from giggles at the funny motions she was doing.

“What are you doing?” Bonnie asked, breathing heavily from laughter.

“Are ye a marrying a lad?” Foxy asked, laughing. “Lighting a fire?”

Golden just could not help but facepalm with a smile, because this scene was so ridiculous and hilarious, it was difficult to interpret what she’s doing. Chica smiled and giggled that the boys were having so much trouble and continued to keep opening her hands and sliding downwards after she turned around, acting like she’s touching glass.

“Oh my god, what are you doing?” Bonnie asked.

“You went from dancing to this,” said Freddy. “What are you doing?”

“Guess quick, because it’s thirty minutes until it’s time to open,” said Golden. “And y’all need to get ready.”

“Shoot..,” Bonnie murmured before looking at Chica. “Give us a hint, Chica!”

“Um,” said Freddy. “A camping date?”

“Um... life?” Bonnie asked, laughing a bit. “Goodness, Chica, what are you trying to be?”

Chica just giggled and stopped doing her act.

“A mime!” she said.

“A mime?!” Freddy, Bonnie, and Foxy exclaimed.

“I should’ve known,” Freddy mumbled loudly.

“Well, that was fun!” said Bonnie. “How about we get into our positions? I wanna rock on for the kids.”

Freddy gave Bonnie a look.

“When did you give the orders?” he asked.

“Like, just now?” Bonnie asked.

Freddy chuckled. “But yeah. Let’s get into position. I’ll carry Golden towards the backstage.”

“Can’t wait!” Chica said as she picked up her cupcake and carried it in her hand as she went to her spot.

Bonnie did the same and picked up his guitar while Foxy went back to his stage, behind the curtains. Freddy carefully helped Golden up to his legs and the two slowly walked to the backstage room. It took about a minute or two for Freddy to gently drop Golden to the corner of backstage.

“Thanks, Freddy,” Golden said.

“You’re welcome, Golden,” Freddy replied.

“Good luck and have fun out there, alright, little brother?” Golden asked.

“Thanks, Golden,” replied Freddy. “See you tonight?”

“Of course...”

Freddy smiled at his brother before he left backstage and closed the door behind him. He walked up to stage and onto his rightful spot. He picked up his microphone, dusted it off and sighed quietly as he closed his eyes, going into his dormant mode to wait until those doors and the sound of kids cheering fill his robotic ears.
——————
Once it reached 11 AM, kids flooded the restaurant and spread out, going to all the seats available or close to the stage. The parents quickly followed them and some quickly pulled them away from the stage. Freddy and the others had to admit, they wanted wake up and kneel down to the kids, greeting them with their usual smile to lighten up their day. But clearly, this was not the right time. Foxy even wanted to do the same, but he was out of order and it would cause a ruckus if he went and greeted the children happily.

“I want to see Freddy, Mommy!” said a kid. “Can I please?”

“Not now, honey,” said a woman, presumably the kid’s mother. “We gotta wait.”

“Awwww, when are they waking up?”

Foxy listens as the mother reassures her child and a smile could not resist appearing on his face. He missed hearing the sound of children whining, especially if they were for him. But since he knew that he is going to be repaired, he felt a little excited about that.

But then, Foxy felt a rush of self-condemnation. He remembered what happens every night. He felt pain in his endoskeleton and then his entire body. And afterwards, he can remember that feeling of waking up, only to find his hook stained deep red and within the darkness, his hand and fur darkened in splatters, like paint was thrown on him, followed by that crushing feeling. He did not even know what crushed him when he saw what was on him, nor did he care. But he did remember seeing a spare Freddy Fazbear suit, but instead of animatronic eyes, he saw two eyes that had lines of red on it. The same red color on his hook and fur was on that suit. And then he remembered Chica screaming and then sobbing.

Foxy growled and shook his head. He did not want to think about it now, especially since he is about to be repaired soon.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Get ready for the one, the only! Freddy Fazbear and his band!”

Foxy carefully peaked out of his curtain and watched his friends on stage. There was a short drum roll and suddenly...

“Hello, kids!” Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica exclaimed simultaneously.

And the restaurant bursted with kids cheering for all three animatronics. Foxy smiled and chuckled as he slowly closed the curtain, listening to the three greet the children with joy like there was not a care in the world.

“Are you ready to have a great time?” Freddy asked.

“Yeah!” the kids yelled.

“Are you ready to eat some great food?” Chica asked.

“Yeah!”

“Are you ready to rock?” Bonnie shouted.

“YEAH!”

“Alright, then!” Freddy said. “Let’s start with a song!”

And from there, the three began to sing a song to the kids, which—to Foxy—is an introduction song. The band introduces them to the kids while they sing, from what Foxy summarized.

When the song ended, there was again, the sound of children cheering.

Foxy sighed with a smile as he walked to the wall and sat down, his tail curling on his lap as he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. As his system slowly shut off, he hoped that he dreams a sweet one. Like one with him performing once more.
——————
For Freddy and his friends, they were having a great time. Bonnie strummed his guitar to some kids who asked to show them how much of a rockstar he is. Chica just laughed and did the chicken dance with some kids, with some being incredibly hilarious with their moves.

For Freddy, he was surrounded with the most kids. Many called his name to catch his attention and Freddy just smiled and waved at them. He was going to talk to another kid who wore a hat that resembled his own, but he took notice of a mom walking up to him with a little girl in her arms. Freddy observed the girl. She looked to be about five or six years old and she held the stuffed toy of a white bear that has a necklace and a pink bowtie near its right ear.

“Look, baby!” said the mother. “It’s Freddy Fazbear!”

Freddy looked at the kid and smiled at her. He waved slowly at the girl, but not too slowly. The girl did not wave back, but only tightened her hold on the toy of the white bear.

“Hello, little girl!” he said. “Having a great day?”

“Y-Yes,” the girl replied, shyly.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Piper...”

“Hey, Piper! I’m Freddy!”

Piper giggled somberly and her mother chuckled in response to the bear’s reply, since everyone knows who he is. Freddy smiled when he heard those adorable chuckles, but then his eyes caught onto the cute toy of the white bear again. Freddy felt curiosity peak in his robotic mind as he eyed the pink eyes that matched the bow that rested near her (he guessed it was the plushie of a female polar bear) right ear and a cute light cyan gemstone necklace.

“Who’s your little friend?” he asked.

“This is Priscilla,” said Piper. “She’s a polar bear.”

“She’s adorable!” Freddy remarked to the plushie. “Who is Priscilla?”

“She’s a singer from a zoo, like you..,” said Piper. “But now, she’s not at the zoo anymore and the band even said that she left and went home.”

“Oh..,” Freddy said.

And he knew from what Piper said, Priscilla went home was probably an excuse used to throw her away, which can imply that she was an animatronic like him and she was later disabled, for any reason involving money or her going through malfunctions, let alone a petty reason.

“And she left without saying goodbye..,” Piper said, looking down, her eyes growing more sad every second, almost looking like she was going to cry. “I want to see Priscilla again. She’s my favorite.”

Her mother held her close to console her. Freddy felt sorry that this little girl would no longer see her favorite mascot. He could imagine how heartbroken kids will be when they hear he himself was scrapped and no doubt this Priscilla person felt the same. Freddy looked down to think for a way to comfort her. It took only about a minute before he came up with an idea.

“Well,” he said. “You know what I think, Piper?”

Piper looked at the brown bear.

“I think that even if she didn’t leave without saying goodbye, she’d still love everyone who has loved her. You gave her support throughout all those years and since she’s leaving, I think the last thing she wishes to say is ‘Thank you.’ Because you made her life the best.”

Piper smiled a little at what Freddy said, which made him happy because that was what he wanted. He wanted her to smile, especially since everyday is a party in Freddy Fazbear’s. Nobody should be sad, not even those who saw another animatronic from another place.

“So, don’t be sad that Priscilla is gone,” said Freddy. “Be happy that she made you experience the best time of your life. Besides, I don’t think she’d want you to be sad for her.”

Piper’s smile extended more. Freddy could have sworn he saw tears in the girl’s eyes and he knew that the smile on his face will not deter anytime soon, since he was proud to give a girl her happiness and his consolation.

“Thank you, Mr. Freddy,” said Piper.

Freddy chuckled and said to her, “Oh, please. Just call me ‘Freddy.’”

“Okay, Freddy,” said Piper, a large smile on her face.

The mother smiled and thanked Freddy for making her daughter smile before turning around and headed back to her seat. After that, Freddy looked down and saw the kids still attempting to reach him and he quickly walked back to get some space.

Freddy smiled at the loads of children attempting to hug or touch him. He saw that some of them held plushies of Freddy or wore a Freddy hat. Then he looked back to where Piper sat and eyed the Priscilla plushie. And from there, he hoped that Piper keeps smiling at the memories of the female animatronic polar bear.

And after that, he carried his microphone and said to the kids that was close to him.

“Wanna sing a song with me, kids?”

And Freddy heard the sound of children’s cheering him, making him smile and laugh.
——————
BANG! BANG!

“Come on! Let’s go!”

“W-Wait!”

BANG!

“AHH!”

...

“We cannot have her on the band...”

“We already have a polar bear. Why should we add another?”

“Please, don’t take me away!”

“I’ll miss you...”

“Goodbye...”

...

“No! NO!”

ZAP!
———•———
Hours later...

Somewhere, outside the pizzeria, a truck was on the freeway under the light of a full moon. As the truck took a right, there was a quiet shriek inside the car and a sound of a thump on the side. A pair of light pink eyes glowed within the darkness and there was a resonance of her panting. The voice sounded like that of a woman and it was robotic.

“W-Where am I?” she asked before she was once again sent to the ground, which she could not even see.

The robot laid there for a short amount of time before she realized something. She felt the ground shake. It wasn’t like an earthquake, but it still shook nonetheless. And from there, she knew she was in a truck. She looked around frantically in the darkness for a way to escape. She did not want to be transported out of her home. Let alone sent to be turned into scrap metal later on.

The robot tried to stand up, but she was then thrown back onto the ground when the truck stopped. She panted like she was having trouble breathing. Her mind went crazy with thoughts that unveiled her fears. Questioning her fate once the truck opens up or what will the humans be like now that she’s being taken away. She let those thoughts and assumptions drive her to the side and began to punch it with her fists.

She cried out, “Help! Help! Please! Let me out!”

And as if it responded to her calling, the back of the truck opened and she saw two figures, darkened by the shadows of night, but she can still see their faces, but it was faint thanks to the glow of her eyes.

“Quick!” said one of the figures. “She’s up! Shock her!”

And then the second figure quickly went and grabbed a taser. The robot quickly bolted forward, only for the figure with the taser to immediately thrusted it onto her neck, causing her to release a loud shriek before she collapsed onto the ground.

“Sheesh..,” said one of the figures. “Does this robot have a glitch or something?”

“Maybe,” said another. “But the fact she moved on her own? Technology has really went its way.”

“Really. It’s like she’s alive!”

“Dude. Robots everywhere looked like they are alive.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

The voices sounded male... or masculine to the robot, but she did not care about that. She cared about going back home and escaping from their grasp. She shivered as she reached a hand to move, but the electricity in her system eventually made everything turn black. And then, as the world went dark, she does not feel a thing. Not even when the two men have picked her up and carried her.

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Chapter 2>>

So, yeah. Idk.

FNaF (c) Scott Cawthon
FNaF AU, art, Priscilla (c) me

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Chapter 1: Fun Start

“Shit, shit, shit!”

A man named Mike Schmidt held the tablet tight, his eyes glaring at it, widened and frantically changing direction one second after the other, constantly tapping it to keep an eye on the animatronics that roam the halls. Tonight was his third night, which meant that the rabbit animatronic and the chicken animatronic have already started moving and from what he has observed, they were going in fast.

It reached 3 PM and Mike immediately checked the door. He pressed the light and under the glow was the rabbit animatronic. From what he remembered, this rabbit’s name was Bonnie.

Bonnie held an emotionless look on his face, his reddish magenta eyes looking down towards the trembling security guard. It began to twitch a bit before his eyes suddenly turned black with white pupils and before he would grab the guard, Mike immediately pressed the door button and the door slid downwards and concealed the opening. Mike quickly looked at his monitor and touched it to see the stage, and to his horror, the animatronic anthropomorphic bear was off the stage. He quickly checked onto another camera. Through the static, he managed to find a pair of glowing white dots sitting side by side to one another in the darkness of the party room.

“Goddammit!” he exclaimed.

He knew it was the bear mascot, Freddy Fazbear. After all, who else would be hiding in the shadows and pitch blackness like a predator stalking its prey?

A millisecond later, he remembered that he has to conserve power. He checked the lights and found that the shadow of Bonnie was gone, allowing him to open the door again. He then looked to the other door as quickly as possible to check if the chicken—Chica—was there. Which she isn’t, and he kept the door open. Mike then quickly checked the camera that watched Pirate’s Cove. Mike cursed under his breath when he saw the animatronic fox poking out of the purple curtain covered in stars.

“You stay back, you mutt!” Mike whispered loudly.

A shiver ran down his spine as he instantly heard the slow, yet eerie laughter echoed in the halls. He checked the monitor again to watch for the pair of glowing white dots. He checked again to find where the bear and the chicken was. He looked at the cameras that watched the bathrooms, only to find the pair of white dots in the women’s bathroom while Chica was far back from the camera. Mike sighed from relief.

He looked up from his monitor to check the time on his watch. He growled when he found that it was only 4 pm.

“Damn it..,” he whispered. “And I have to go through two more days of this crap...”

Mike then looked into his monitor and went to Pirate’s Cove, only to find that Foxy was out of his stage. He was in front of the “Out of Order” sign. Mike then quickly checked the left hall, only to freak out that the pair of white dots were now surrounded by the sky blue irises and white sclera of Freddy’s eyes, though it was barely lit.

“Fuck that bear..,” Mike growled before checking his power.

30%

“SHIT!”

Mike quickly checked on Pirate’s Cove. Foxy was still there. Then he checked on Bonnie and Chica. Chica was in the Party Room, but Bonnie was nowhere to be seen. Mike then checked the door and saw Bonnie was walking towards his office again. The man shrieked and inmediately pressed the door button, shutting it in the rabbit’s face.

“Yes!” Mike said.

And then, remembering the time, he looked back at his watch.

6 AM

“FINALLY!” said Mike.

He quickly packed his things and left the office room. He saw Freddy still standing there immobile and he just smiled proudly to know he won. For now.

Mike walked in the hall and the second he left it, he heard his phone ringing and he took it out of his pocket to answer it.

“Yeah?” he said.

“Hello! Mike!” said a male voice from the phone. “How was your shift?”

“It was great, boss!” Mike lied as he walked to the door. “So... What’s up?”

“I just wanted to say that I have some news... The reputation of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza has been dwindling and at the brink of closing down. And so, to rebuild the reputation of the restaurant and its brand, the first thing the company planned to do was rebuild Foxy.”

“Oh?” Mike asked. “Rebuild the pirate fox, huh? How long has he been out of order?”

“You ask me,” said the boss. “But that’s one of the news... Fazbear Entertainment Inc. has not only planned Foxy’s return but also... they bought five new animatronics!”

Mike immediately stopped in his tracks and shouted, “WHAT?! Five new animatronics?!”

“Whoa, Mike! Why the sudden raise in voice?”

“S-Sorry! It’s just that. I’m shocked!”

“Well, you shouldn’t have to be. The company wanted to make the restaurant great again, basically. So why not add some more animatronics in the mix?”

Mike lightly gripped onto his phone at that.

“Are they going to replace the four?” he asked.

“Did I say they will?”

“No, sir.”

“Then, no! They wanted to add more members of the FFP band, that’s all.”

Mike kept his phone held tight in his hand before it eased up a bit as he prepared to respond to his boss professionally. Not like shouting earlier.

“Well, then,” he said. “I hope the kids will like ‘em.”

“Oh, I’m sure they will, Mike! They are from other locations where it’s family friendly.”

“Like, where?”

“All I know is that one of them was once in a zoo and another is from another restaurant. I don’t know all the details, but that’s all I heard.”

“Huh.”

“Anyway... I gotta go now. See ya tomorrow, Mike!”

And then a few seconds later, his boss hung up and Mike put his phone back into his pocket. Then, he dropped his head down low for a few seconds before releasing a loud, frustrated sigh that almost sounded like a cry of frustration and disappointment.

“Nearly ten robots..,” Mike said. Then he raised his head high and yelled, “in this stinking pizzeria?! Then that means more robots will come and kill me in the dead of night!“

Then he stomped his way out of the entrance and to his car, where he immediately started it and drove away from the pizzeria.

Meanwhile, Bonnie and Chica had their heads turned towards the entrance, eyes widened from shock.

“Bonnie,” Chica said. “Did you hear?”

“Yes!” Bonnie said. “Foxy is getting rebuilt and five new members of our band!”

“For a minute there, I was scared that we were going to be replaced!” Chica said.

“I’m so excited and so nervous!” Bonnie replied. “Excited because we’re getting new bandmates, nervous because... I don’t know! They’ll probably take my spotlight as best guitarist! If they are a guitarist. If they are, I’m gonna show them who’s the best in this house!”

“Oh, Bonnie,” said Chica, giggling.

“Hey, you two!”

The rabbit and chicken looked and saw the brown bear who was made to be their leader, Freddy Fazbear, walking up to them.

“Hi, Freddy,” said Bonnie.

“What did you guys hear?” he asked.

“Foxy is going to be rebuilt!” replied Bonnie.

“And we’re about to get five new animatronics!” Chica followed after.

“Rebuild Foxy and add five new animatronics, huh?” Freddy asked. “Why?”

“Well,” Chica replied, “our home has been given a bad name, from what I heard. And to fix up the reputation, the company wants to bring Foxy back into the spotlight and add new band members.”

“Did he say when he’ll be fixed and when they’ll be here?” Freddy asked.

“Nope,” Bonnie replied. “He just said that Foxy will be brought back into the spotlight and that the five newbies are bought. Also, I barely heard it, but one is from a zoo and another was from another restaurant.”

“Oooh!” said Chica.

“A zoo and another restaurant, huh?” asked Freddy. “Must be mascots.”

“Aargh, what be going on here?”

The three looked back and saw the torn up animatronic fox walking up to them, curiosity in his yellow eye.

“Foxy!” said Bonnie as he went and threw an arm around the fox. “Great news! You’re being repaired!”

Foxy took a second to load his thoughts before he immediately exclaimed, “WHAT?!”

“Yep! You’re gonna get back into the spotlight, being the kids’ favorite pirate fox again! What do you think?”

“I be shocked, matey!” Foxy replied, a smile forming on his face. “I have been out of order for so long and now they be fixing me? Now?”

“I know! Crazy, right?” Bonnie asked.

“Finally!” Foxy cried. “About time they put me back on me stage!”

“Yeah!” Chica exclaimed and instantly hugged the animatronic fox.

Freddy just smiled as he watched his friends rejoice at the news of their fellow fox animatronic about to finally be “in order.” The pizzeria was never the same when Foxy went out of order and no longer able to perform.

“Honestly,” he remarked. “This place needs their favorite pirate fox back. It’s been... boring without him.”

“Aye!” Foxy replied. “And I miss those little kiddies cheering for this ol’ sea fox! I cannot wait until I hear those cheers again!”

“Oh, speaking of which,” Bonnie said, “we are also getting new animatronics!”

“New maties?” Foxy asked.

“Yes!” Chica replied. “And five of them are coming! Five!”

“Well, shiver me timbers!” Foxy replied. “Maybe I get a new member of me crew!”

“Or an assistant!” Chica said. “Or a waiter!”

“I just hope they aren’t rude,” Bonnie said. “Let alone an absolute ass.”

“Bonnie!” Freddy hissed. “Language!”

“Don’t yell at me!” Bonnie exclaimed back at him. “You curse too, you hypocrite!”

Freddy just sighed with a smile as he shook his head before looked back at his four friends.

“Well, anyway,” he said. “If those five do manage to get here, let’s all give them a warm welcome, just like we usually do! We would hate starting on bad terms, do we?”

The three animatronics nodded in agreement.

“Oh!” Chica said. “I need to make our breakfast before we perform today! I’ll be back!”

Then the yellow animatronic chicken then rushed past tables and towards the entrance of the kitchen, leaving the males standing on their spot. Freddy sighed quietly and went to sit down on stage. Bonnie and Foxy followed to do the same.

“Man,” Bonnie said as he sat down. “This... This is a lot to take in, honestly. Five new members and Foxy is getting repaired? Wow...”

“I be a bit angry that they are repairing me now..,” Foxy said. “But, I guess it be worth it.”

Bonnie nodded in agreement, but then something caught his eye and he saw Freddy with his head down, and though it was almost inaudible, he can hear that the bear was mumbling something under his robotic breath, which caught the fox’s attention as well.

“Cap’n?” Foxy asked.

“Freddy?” Bonnie asked.

Freddy did not answer. His head was low, his right hand tightly held his left, and his mouth moved, releasing whispers that the two cannot interpret.

“Freddy,” Bonnie said.

No answer.

“Cap’n Freddy,” said Foxy.

Still no answer.

“Freddy!” Bonnie said, a little loud.

“Huh?” Freddy said, looking up, which also made the two males know that he finally broke out of his weird trance.

“Are you okay?” Bonnie asked, a bit worriedly.

“Oh, yeah,” said Freddy. “Sorry. I was just... thinking...”

“About what?” Foxy asked.

“Nothing, really,” Freddy replied to the fox. “Just the new animatronics and how the restaurant will be like.”

“I bet the place will be better than before,” said Bonnie. “Before... before...”

Freddy and Foxy saw Bonnie suddenly lower his head and do Freddy's previous position. His eyes fading of all content as the same thought came into their minds.

“Yeah..,” Freddy replied, somberly.

The mood suddenly changed into serious and quiet. The three male animatronics looked down at the thought of something. Something that happened years ago and they wished to forget. Things that are still happening today and crushes their pride and for some, self-esteem. Things that makes them pray that everything and everyone will be alright when it is all over. This downhearted silence lasted for a while, a minute or two, but it was soon broken when Bonnie suddenly spoke.

“Well,” he said. “That’s all in the past now, is it? We don’t want to let it bother us, right?”

“Yeah,” Freddy said, a smile slowly appearing on his face. “We shouldn’t. We should be happy that Foxy is about to be one of the stars in this restaurant again and that we are getting new members. Which I hope are good.”

“Same here,” Bonnie replied.

“Aye,” Foxy followed shortly.

“Pizza's ready!”

The three males looked and saw Chica walking out with two pizzas in her hands. One was meat pizza and the other was cheese. Both the fox and the rabbit's eyes lit up and sparkled at the sight of the food, with Foxy's tail wagging and Bonnie's ears flopping.

“For Bonnie and Foxy,” Chica said before she giggled and gave the pizzas to Foxy and Bonnie.

“Yaargh, me favorite!” Foxy said as he held the pizza topped with meat and moved to the corner of the stage before he picked a slice and began to eat. For Bonnie, he already picked up a slice and ate it before followed after the pirate fox and sat on his left.

“Freddy,” said Chica. “Does Golden want to eat as well?”

Freddy’s ears perked up with realization.

“Crud,” he said. “I forgot about him. Hang on!”

Freddy went down from the stage and ran to the door that led backstage. He opened it and walked into the room, looking around for Golden through the dimly lit room.

“Howdy, Freddy..,” said a deep voice.

Freddy looked to his left and saw a yellow, animatronic bear sitting in the corner. Little turfs of fur hung out on ever inch of his suit and his eyes were black with white pupils. The animatronic bear stared with a tired expression at the brown bear.

“Golden,” Freddy said. “Wanna eat? Chica has made some pizza for breakfast.”

Golden chuckled.

“Of course, I’d like some,” he replied.

Golden gently pushed himself up, then he moved his legs to stand up. When he stood upright, he took a few steps towards his brother. But from there, Golden immediately collapsed. Freddy quickly grabbed him before he could hit the floor.

“Thank you, Freddy,” said Golden.

“Heheh..,” Freddy chuckled. “A brother’s gotta have your back, right?”

“Of course, little brother,” replied Golden.

Freddy carefully carried Golden out of backstage and into the party room. There, Freddy found Chica eating her pizza in front of Bonnie and Foxy. The three were talking and sort of debating about the five newbies and making guesses on what role they will play as in the band. The two other pizzas were near the edge of the stage, little strings of steam in the air flying above and away from it, disappearing as they ascended. Both were pepperoni pizza. Freddy helped Golden sit onto the stage and the brown bear went onto stage and picked up the pizzas before placing one on the yellow one’s lap and the other on his, grabbing a slice and eating it as he did so.

Golden grabbed a slice and took a bite. After swallowing his piece, he could not help but smile at the taste before devouring the entire slice since he was a large animatronic bear.

“Mm-mm!” he said. “As usual. Your cooking is divine, Chica.”

“Thanks, Goldie!” Chica replied to the old yellow bear.

Goldie took another slice of pizza and ate it.

“So,” he said after he swallowed his piece, “I overheard y’all talking about somethin’, but I was unable to catch much because the door was closed. Care to fill me in, Freddy?”

“Well, one,” said Freddy. “Foxy is about to be repaired and planned to be active in the day just like us. In other words, he’s going to perform again.”

“Is that so?” Golden asked.

“Yep!” Freddy replied.

“Well, I’ll be darned!”

“I know! Crazy, right? Speaking of which, the company bought five animatronics for the restaurant and our band.”

“Oh?”

“Since our restaurant’s reputation is dwindling, I guess they decided to do all this just to make it great again.”

“Hm. I knew it. The company’s desperate way to save this place from closing down.”

“Yeah. That’s what I thought too. But also, since five newbies are coming, I’m also nervous.”

“Why’s that, dear brother?”

“Well... We don’t know who those five are. And I’m afraid that these five are ill-mannered and that our first meeting would start off as bad. Not to mention that it could also lead to this place getting closed down if fights do happen.”

“That’s understandable... But I reckon that these five wouldn’t be as ‘ill-mannered’ as you say. I mean, I trust the company. They would never get five obnoxious characters for the band. That would mean they signed the death warrant of this here place, after all.”

“Yeah, true. But still, I just hope they’re nice.”

“If by chance they are rude, me too, brother.”

And after that little conversation, the two bears kept eating their slices while they overheard Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy talking and chatting amongst themselves.
——————
Some time has passed and the animatronics had finished their breakfast and Chica returned to the kitchen to wash the trays and plates. It was now 8 AM, which is still early. The pizzeria opens at 11 AM, so for the time being, the animatronics decided to play some games on stage while Chica is in the kitchen.

“It’s still early!” said Bonnie. “You guys wanna play a game for a bit?”

“What game?” Freddy asked.

“Any game that isn’t boring,” Bonnie replied. “Duh! Got any suggestions?”

“Well..,” Freddy said. “I’ve been empty on games lately. So, I got nothing.”

“Same here,” Golden replied.

“Hmm..,” said Foxy, his head lowering to think.

“Got anything, Foxy?” Bonnie asked.

“I overheard some kids during your performance yesterday,” Foxy replied. “I think they be good games to play. I heard them say, ‘Two truths and a lie’ and ‘charades,’ I believe.”

“Those sound like good games to play,” said Bonnie. “What’s charades, though?”

“I heard from a kid that charades is a game when you act out something and we guess it.”

“A guessing game, huh?” Bonnie asked. “I’m up for either of them... Or both.”

“How about we play two truths and lie first?” Golden asked. “And then charades next if we ran out of ideas.”

“That be a great idea,” Foxy replied.

“I agree!” Bonnie followed.

“Me too!” Freddy replied.

“Alright, y’all,” Golden said. “Two truths and a lie first.”

“Who’s going first?” Freddy asked.

What followed after was silence. Bonnie looked at Foxy and vice versa to the fox. Freddy and Golden looked at each other, clearly feeling awkward about this.

“I guess I’m going first,” Freddy said.

“Alright..,” said Bonnie.

The three male animatronics looked at the brown bear as he began to think. Freddy hummed any ideas that he will use as a truth or a lie. He took about ten more seconds before he developed an idea.

“Alright, I think I got some,” Freddy said. “My favorite kind of dessert is s’mores ice cream. My favorite pizza toppings is pepperoni. And lastly, I’m the only bear made active in this establishment.”

“Wait, s’mores ice cream is a thing?” Bonnie asked.

“Yep!”

“Dang, I should get a bite sometime. Anyway, I have bets that the third one is the lie.”

Freddy chuckled. “Alright.”

Then he looked at Foxy and Golden.

“Do you two agree?” he asked.

“I’m your brother, Freddy,” Golden said. “I know when you’re lying.”

“Sorry, Cap’n,” said Foxy, “but I have to agree with Bonnie. You’re not the only bear active.”

“Yep, that was the lie,” Freddy replied, chuckling.

“That was weak, Freddy,” Bonnie remarked to the animatronic bear.

“Shut up,” Freddy retaliated, laughing a bit.

“Hey!”

The four males looked and saw Chica standing near the stage, her hands in her hips, staring at them with a raised eyebrow and a smile, showing that she is not amused and amused at the same time.

“You dare start a game without me?” she asked.

“Sorry, Chica,” said Bonnie. “We couldn’t wait.”

Chica sighed. “Silly boys,” she mumbled as she walked up and onto the stage before sitting between Bonnie and Freddy.

“Who’s next?” Freddy asked.

“I’ll go next!” Bonnie said, raising his hand.

“Come up with good ones,” said Freddy.

Bonnie cleared his robotic throat a bit before he said, “I like pepperoni pizza. I love being a rockstar. And I’m the only bunny made in Freddy Fazbear’s who has a rock guitar.”

“Bonnie,” said Freddy, “I swear, you said two lies.”

“Oh, really?” Bonnie asked, raising an invisible eyebrow. “Guess which one’s the lie then.”

“I believe the first one is a lie,” Chica said. “Bonnie, you eat too much cheese or veggie pizza.”

“Aye, it be the first one,” Foxy followed.

Bonnie just giggled and looked at the two bears.

“Freddy?” he asked. “Golden?”

“Nahh, the third one is the lie,” said Freddy. “Bonnie isn’t the only bunny made to hold a rock guitar.”

“I agree,” Golden replied. “Bonnie has eaten pepperoni pizza before, even though the veggies are usually his favorite.”

“When?” Chica asked.

Golden looked at Bonnie, since he was aware that Bonnie was the only one who knows.

“When did you eat pepperoni pizza?” he asked.

Bonnie just giggled and said, “Guess which one’s the lie first.”

“The first one!” Chica and Foxy exclaimed.

“No, no!” Freddy said. “The third one! You were there, Chica! Remember the blue Bonnie that was made to replace Bonnie? Whom we decided to nickname, ‘Bon?’”

“Bonnie, don’t tell me you did two lies!” Chica exclaimed to the bunny.

Bonnie laughed in response.

“Nope!” he said. “The bear bros were right. That was the lie. Bon was another bunny made with a rock guitar.”

Both Foxy and Chica released their exclaims of defeat while the two bears high-fived each other.

“Anyway,” said Bonnie. “Next?”

“I guess I’ll go!” said Chica. “So, I’m the only bird ever made in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. I can cook any kind of good food. And... umm...”

Chica looked down to think some more.

“What else,” she murmured. Then she looked up. “Oh yeah! And I can bake any kind of sweet!”

“Heheh!” Freddy laughed. “The second one is a lie. You can’t cook all kinds.”

“Aye, matey,” said Foxy. “Ye cannot cook turkey for Thanksgiving.”

“I swore it was the third one,” Bonnie said, “but then I remembered, you can’t really cook all kinds. So, yeah, that’s a lie.”

“Ditto,” Golden said.

“Man, we know each other too well,” Chica said. “Yes. The second one was a lie. Sorry if it was too obvious.”

“Hey, we can learn, sis,” said Bonnie.

Chica smiled at the rabbit in response to his words of encouragement.

“Aarrrgh, it be my turn now!” Foxy said. “I be a captain of me own ship! I tell stories to the little lads and lasses back in me old days. And I am half-blind.”

“I could say the third,” said Bonnie, “but at the same time, I think the third one is a lie. We all know you’re not half-blind all the time.”

“I’d say the first,” said Chica. “Because Freddy’s the captain here!”

“True, but when we’re not performing,” Freddy replied. “So, the third is a lie.”

“I reckon the third one is a lie too,” said Golden. “I mean, ya ain’t permanently half-blind.”

“Aaargh, the third one be a lie,” said Foxy.

“Darn!” Chica said.

“Knew it..,” Bonnie mumbled.

“We’re right again!” Freddy said and pulled the golden bear into a half hug.

“Looks like I’m the last one to go,” said Golden. “Alright... One: I’m the first bear made by Fazbear Entertainment. Two: I had a rabbit partner who was also named, ‘Bonnie.’ And three: I had the same partners as all y’all.”

“No way,” Chica said. “I bet the second is a lie. I never heard of you having another Bonnie partner before Freddy and Frederick.”

“Aye, I have to agree with the lass,” Foxy replied. “Ye never told us much about you. Unless you said two lies.”

Freddy and Bonnie snickered in response to the chicken and fox’s answers, looking at each other like the fox and the chicken said ridiculous answers or reasons for choosing why that choice was a lie.

“Well, I know that the third one is a lie,” said Freddy.

“Same,” Bonnie replied, giggling.

“Really?” Chica asked.

Golden chuckled. “They are right. I only had one partner. Not three or four. It was a rabbit named Spring Bonnie. He was my only partner.”

“What?” Chica asked. “For real?!”

“Ye really need to tell us more about ye, matey,” said Foxy.

“Well, the game wouldn’t be fun, would it?” Golden asked.

And the group agreed while chuckling.

“So..,” said Chica. “Next game?”

“Yeah,” said Freddy. “We know each other too well for the two truths and a lie game.”

“Charades?” asked Bonnie. “Oh, yes!”

“Heheh..,” Freddy laughed. “I’ll go first. Because acting seems so fun and I hardly got any chance to try.”

“Alright, Freddy!” said Chica. “Show us what you’ve got!”

Freddy stood in front of the four and took a deep breath. Then he reached his hand and put his index finger and thumb together to look like he’s pinching and then, with his two pinching, began drawing an invisible line.

“What the..,” Bonnie mumbled, laughing a little. “What are you doing?”

“Are you drawing something?” Chica asked.

“Drawing a map to treasure?” Foxy asked.

“Hmm..,” Golden murmured.

Freddy just kept doing his hand motion and then stopping and did a gesture that looked like he stopped to think. And then he did the same motion again.

“Oh, this is hard,” Chica commented. “Okay. You’re sketching something?”

“Are you painting?” Bonnie asked.

“Artist?” Golden asked.

Freddy looked at his brother and smiled a big smile.

“Yes!” he exclaimed, pointing at him.

“Wait, artist?!” Bonnie asked.

“Yes!”

“Idiot, give us a hint!”

Freddy just laughed and asked, “That would be boring, wouldn’t it?”
——————
The charades game went on for some time, but the five were not able to count because of the game they were playing. The five animatronics were all smiling like there is nothing to worry about, but Bonnie and Foxy were on the ground laughing loudly at the scene Chica was making, who also can’t help but break down into hysterics as well. Golden just chuckled and covered his mouth most of the time.

Chica was doing actions that came with mixed results from the boys. She was dancing one minute with an imaginary man and then doing another action, like lighting a fire. Freddy had his head down, shaking from giggles at the funny motions she was doing.

“What are you doing?” Bonnie asked, breathing heavily from laughter.

“Are ye a marrying a lad?” Foxy asked, laughing. “Lighting a fire?”

Golden just could not help but facepalm with a smile, because this scene was so ridiculous and hilarious, it was difficult to interpret what she’s doing. Chica smiled and giggled that the boys were having so much trouble and continued to keep opening her hands and sliding downwards after she turned around, acting like she’s touching glass.

“Oh my god, what are you doing?” Bonnie asked.

“You went from dancing to this,” said Freddy. “What are you doing?”

“Guess quick, because it’s thirty minutes until it’s time to open,” said Golden. “And y’all need to get ready.”

“Shoot..,” Bonnie murmured before looking at Chica. “Give us a hint, Chica!”

“Um,” said Freddy. “A camping date?”

“Um... life?” Bonnie asked, laughing a bit. “Goodness, Chica, what are you trying to be?”

Chica just giggled and stopped doing her act.

“A mime!” she said.

“A mime?!” Freddy, Bonnie, and Foxy exclaimed.

“I should’ve known,” Freddy mumbled loudly.

“Well, that was fun!” said Bonnie. “How about we get into our positions? I wanna rock on for the kids.”

Freddy gave Bonnie a look.

“When did you give the orders?” he asked.

“Like, just now?” Bonnie asked.

Freddy chuckled. “But yeah. Let’s get into position. I’ll carry Golden towards the backstage.”

“Can’t wait!” Chica said as she picked up her cupcake and carried it in her hand as she went to her spot.

Bonnie did the same and picked up his guitar while Foxy went back to his stage, behind the curtains. Freddy carefully helped Golden up to his legs and the two slowly walked to the backstage room. It took about a minute or two for Freddy to gently drop Golden to the corner of backstage.

“Thanks, Freddy,” Golden said.

“You’re welcome, Golden,” Freddy replied.

“Good luck and have fun out there, alright, little brother?” Golden asked.

“Thanks, Golden,” replied Freddy. “See you tonight?”

“Of course...”

Freddy smiled at his brother before he left backstage and closed the door behind him. He walked up to stage and onto his rightful spot. He picked up his microphone, dusted it off and sighed quietly as he closed his eyes, going into his dormant mode to wait until those doors and the sound of kids cheering fill his robotic ears.
——————
Once it reached 11 AM, kids flooded the restaurant and spread out, going to all the seats available or close to the stage. The parents quickly followed them and some quickly pulled them away from the stage. Freddy and the others had to admit, they wanted wake up and kneel down to the kids, greeting them with their usual smile to lighten up their day. But clearly, this was not the right time. Foxy even wanted to do the same, but he was out of order and it would cause a ruckus if he went and greeted the children happily.

“I want to see Freddy, Mommy!” said a kid. “Can I please?”

“Not now, honey,” said a woman, presumably the kid’s mother. “We gotta wait.”

“Awwww, when are they waking up?”

Foxy listens as the mother reassures her child and a smile could not resist appearing on his face. He missed hearing the sound of children whining, especially if they were for him. But since he knew that he is going to be repaired, he felt a little excited about that.

But then, Foxy felt a rush of self-condemnation. He remembered what happens every night. He felt pain in his endoskeleton and then his entire body. And afterwards, he can remember that feeling of waking up, only to find his hook stained deep red and within the darkness, his hand and fur darkened in splatters, like paint was thrown on him, followed by that crushing feeling. He did not even know what crushed him when he saw what was on him, nor did he care. But he did remember seeing a spare Freddy Fazbear suit, but instead of animatronic eyes, he saw two eyes that had lines of red on it. The same red color on his hook and fur was on that suit. And then he remembered Chica screaming and then sobbing.

Foxy growled and shook his head. He did not want to think about it now, especially since he is about to be repaired soon.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Get ready for the one, the only! Freddy Fazbear and his band!”

Foxy carefully peaked out of his curtain and watched his friends on stage. There was a short drum roll and suddenly...

“Hello, kids!” Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica exclaimed simultaneously.

And the restaurant bursted with kids cheering for all three animatronics. Foxy smiled and chuckled as he slowly closed the curtain, listening to the three greet the children with joy like there was not a care in the world.

“Are you ready to have a great time?” Freddy asked.

“Yeah!” the kids yelled.

“Are you ready to eat some great food?” Chica asked.

“Yeah!”

“Are you ready to rock?” Bonnie shouted.

“YEAH!”

“Alright, then!” Freddy said. “Let’s start with a song!”

And from there, the three began to sing a song to the kids, which—to Foxy—is an introduction song. The band introduces them to the kids while they sing, from what Foxy summarized.

When the song ended, there was again, the sound of children cheering.

Foxy sighed with a smile as he walked to the wall and sat down, his tail curling on his lap as he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. As his system slowly shut off, he hoped that he dreams a sweet one. Like one with him performing once more.
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For Freddy and his friends, they were having a great time. Bonnie strummed his guitar to some kids who asked to show them how much of a rockstar he is. Chica just laughed and did the chicken dance with some kids, with some being incredibly hilarious with their moves.

For Freddy, he was surrounded with the most kids. Many called his name to catch his attention and Freddy just smiled and waved at them. He was going to talk to another kid who wore a hat that resembled his own, but he took notice of a mom walking up to him with a little girl in her arms. Freddy observed the girl. She looked to be about five or six years old and she held the stuffed toy of a white bear that has a necklace and a pink bowtie near its right ear.

“Look, baby!” said the mother. “It’s Freddy Fazbear!”

Freddy looked at the kid and smiled at her. He waved slowly at the girl, but not too slowly. The girl did not wave back, but only tightened her hold on the toy of the white bear.

“Hello, little girl!” he said. “Having a great day?”

“Y-Yes,” the girl replied, shyly.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Piper...”

“Hey, Piper! I’m Freddy!”

Piper giggled somberly and her mother chuckled in response to the bear’s reply, since everyone knows who he is. Freddy smiled when he heard those adorable chuckles, but then his eyes caught onto the cute toy of the white bear again. Freddy felt curiosity peak in his robotic mind as he eyed the pink eyes that matched the bow that rested near her (he guessed it was the plushie of a female polar bear) right ear and a cute light cyan gemstone necklace.

“Who’s your little friend?” he asked.

“This is Priscilla,” said Piper. “She’s a polar bear.”

“She’s adorable!” Freddy remarked to the plushie. “Who is Priscilla?”

“She’s a singer from a zoo, like you..,” said Piper. “But now, she’s not at the zoo anymore and the band even said that she left and went home.”

“Oh..,” Freddy said.

And he knew from what Piper said, Priscilla went home was probably an excuse used to throw her away, which can imply that she was an animatronic like him and she was later disabled, for any reason involving money or her going through malfunctions, let alone a petty reason.

“And she left without saying goodbye..,” Piper said, looking down, her eyes growing more sad every second, almost looking like she was going to cry. “I want to see Priscilla again. She’s my favorite.”

Her mother held her close to console her. Freddy felt sorry that this little girl would no longer see her favorite mascot. He could imagine how heartbroken kids will be when they hear he himself was scrapped and no doubt this Priscilla person felt the same. Freddy looked down to think for a way to comfort her. It took only about a minute before he came up with an idea.

“Well,” he said. “You know what I think, Piper?”

Piper looked at the brown bear.

“I think that even if she didn’t leave without saying goodbye, she’d still love everyone who has loved her. You gave her support throughout all those years and since she’s leaving, I think the last thing she wishes to say is ‘Thank you.’ Because you made her life the best.”

Piper smiled a little at what Freddy said, which made him happy because that was what he wanted. He wanted her to smile, especially since everyday is a party in Freddy Fazbear’s. Nobody should be sad, not even those who saw another animatronic from another place.

“So, don’t be sad that Priscilla is gone,” said Freddy. “Be happy that she made you experience the best time of your life. Besides, I don’t think she’d want you to be sad for her.”

Piper’s smile extended more. Freddy could have sworn he saw tears in the girl’s eyes and he knew that the smile on his face will not deter anytime soon, since he was proud to give a girl her happiness and his consolation.

“Thank you, Mr. Freddy,” said Piper.

Freddy chuckled and said to her, “Oh, please. Just call me ‘Freddy.’”

“Okay, Freddy,” said Piper, a large smile on her face.

The mother smiled and thanked Freddy for making her daughter smile before turning around and headed back to her seat. After that, Freddy looked down and saw the kids still attempting to reach him and he quickly walked back to get some space.

Freddy smiled at the loads of children attempting to hug or touch him. He saw that some of them held plushies of Freddy or wore a Freddy hat. Then he looked back to where Piper sat and eyed the Priscilla plushie. And from there, he hoped that Piper keeps smiling at the memories of the female animatronic polar bear.

And after that, he carried his microphone and said to the kids that was close to him.

“Wanna sing a song with me, kids?”

And Freddy heard the sound of children’s cheering him, making him smile and laugh.
——————
BANG! BANG!

“Come on! Let’s go!”

“W-Wait!”

BANG!

“AHH!”

...

“We cannot have her on the band...”

“We already have a polar bear. Why should we add another?”

“Please, don’t take me away!”

“I’ll miss you...”

“Goodbye...”

...

“No! NO!”

ZAP!
———•———
Hours later...

Somewhere, outside the pizzeria, a truck was on the freeway under the light of a full moon. As the truck took a right, there was a quiet shriek inside the car and a sound of a thump on the side. A pair of light pink eyes glowed within the darkness and there was a resonance of her panting. The voice sounded like that of a woman and it was robotic.

“W-Where am I?” she asked before she was once again sent to the ground, which she could not even see.

The robot laid there for a short amount of time before she realized something. She felt the ground shake. It wasn’t like an earthquake, but it still shook nonetheless. And from there, she knew she was in a truck. She looked around frantically in the darkness for a way to escape. She did not want to be transported out of her home. Let alone sent to be turned into scrap metal later on.

The robot tried to stand up, but she was then thrown back onto the ground when the truck stopped. She panted like she was having trouble breathing. Her mind went crazy with thoughts that unveiled her fears. Questioning her fate once the truck opens up or what will the humans be like now that she’s being taken away. She let those thoughts and assumptions drive her to the side and began to punch it with her fists.

She cried out, “Help! Help! Please! Let me out!”

And as if it responded to her calling, the back of the truck opened and she saw two figures, darkened by the shadows of night, but she can still see their faces, but it was faint thanks to the glow of her eyes.

“Quick!” said one of the figures. “She’s up! Shock her!”

And then the second figure quickly went and grabbed a taser. The robot quickly bolted forward, only for the figure with the taser to immediately thrusted it onto her neck, causing her to release a loud shriek before she collapsed onto the ground.

“Sheesh..,” said one of the figures. “Does this robot have a glitch or something?”

“Maybe,” said another. “But the fact she moved on her own? Technology has really went its way.”

“Really. It’s like she’s alive!”

“Dude. Robots everywhere looked like they are alive.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

The voices sounded male... or masculine to the robot, but she did not care about that. She cared about going back home and escaping from their grasp. She shivered as she reached a hand to move, but the electricity in her system eventually made everything turn black. And then, as the world went dark, she does not feel a thing. Not even when the two men have picked her up and carried her.

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Chapter 2>>

So, yeah. Idk.

FNaF (c) Scott Cawthon
FNaF AU, art, Priscilla (c) me