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You gulped and sighed as you walked along the dimly lit corridors of Freddy’s with a flashlight in hand. To cut down on power expenses, the place gets limited electricity at night.

You kept your mind focused as you approached the three animatronics on the stage to examine them. You set down your tool bag and rummaged through it to pull out your equipment to begin repairs and fixes to theses robotic creatures.

“Hey guys, I just need to take a look at you to see what’s wrong” You smiled as you spoke to them. It seemed silly, but this place was lonely since you were completely alone.

Freddy, Bonnie and Chica almost seemed to turn their heads and attention towards you. You slowly stood and calmly approached Bonnie to inspect him first.

“You” you immediately froze upon hearing a voice. You weren’t sure who it was, but you remained calm.

“Help us?” the voice quietly spoke as you nodded and approached Bonnie. The three animatronics suddenly snapped their heads and looked directly at you before moving. You held back a scream and watched as they came to life.

“What the?” you asked out loud as they all approached you. You stumbled back and fell on your rear onto the tiled floor. Were the rumors true?! Were they going to kill you? Stuff you into a suit? Dispose of your body to never be found?

“Don’t hurt me!” You quietly pleaded before squeezing your eyes shut and tensing up to withstand incoming pain as a heavy, fur covered metallic hand rested on your head.

“Hurt you? Why would we do that?” you looked up to see Freddy’s face watching you. Bonnie and Chica watched as Freddy picked you up.

“You guys can talk? Move? And you’re not going to hurt me?” you asked in a somewhat confused tone. Freddy nodded as he glanced at Bonnie and Chica.

“Yes. We talk. Just not that much” Chica answered

“I have so much I want to ask. Are the rumors I’ve heard true?” you asked

“Not all of them” Bonnie added as you sat down on a chair at a table near the stage.

“I heard you guys don’t recognize humans. That we look like exoskeletons out of our suits” you explained as Chica gave a low rumble of gears in her system.

“Yes. All the security guards have been males. You’re a female. You have a different anatomical structure. The suits would be too big on you. It’s pointless to kill you” Freddy rumbled as your eyes widened in fear. So they did kill people.

“You guys have killed people? Why?” you asked quietly

“They weren’t wearing their suits” Bonnie answered as his head turned towards the hallway and then back at you.

“Some of them deserved to die. Like those kids. There were five” Chica added as you felt your throat become stuffed and impossible to speak.

“One of them was a brat to his parents, one threw cake at another kid, and the rest were just a nuisance” Freddy growled out as a low mechanized chuckle.

Great, you get to repair homicidal animatronics. You proceeded to examine Bonnie and his worn out fur. Several of his parts were worn down, a few bolts, nuts and screws were missing.

“Your better then that last security guard. Every time we tried to talk to him, he closed the door in our face. We were just trying to help him get into his suit” Chica spoke up as you nodded and grabbed the right bolts before using your screwdriver to fix Bonnie’s ear.

You finished correctly putting in the missing attachment pieces to Bonnie and looked at Chica next. She was missing patches of her fur, and her arms needed oil.

“I’ll have to repair your fur another night” you spoke as you used your oil can to fix Chica’s creaks and groans from the mechanics friction.

“Thank you” Chica murmured

“I should go take a look at Foxy. He’s in bad shape” You stood from crouching down to put your tools back in the bag. Freddy gripped your wrist and yanked.

“Don’t. He’s bad news. Beware” Freddy rumbled as he slowly released you. You rubbed your wrist before walking down the hall and back towards the office. You glanced down the hallway towards Pirate cove and debated on going to see Foxy against Freddy’s word.

‘I have to at least try to help him. He doesn’t deserve to be abandoned and broken down forever’ you thought to yourself as you walked down the corridor to see the tall fox.

You peeked your head inside to see the curtain wide open. The sign that once read ‘SORRY! OUT OF ORDER’ was now replaced with one that read ‘IT’S ME’.

Where did Foxy go?