NOTE: this is not canon to the story but it does reference some of the lore, this is a head cannon story AKA a "what if" based story. Because I love the idea of sentient robots I had to write this.

Also SPOILERS!

(If Ennard was it's own entity instead of being a mix of all of them.)

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: In the night

It had been an hour since John Bennedict woke from his slumber, he imagined himself sitting at home eating popcorn. Of course that was all just a dream.

He woke up in his seat, he remembered having to check on the robots after coming into work with a cold.

His head felt like it was throbbing and he couldn't stay awake. But in panic his mind made him jolt awake.

He held his breath turning into the light to Ballora Gallery. His face paled in fear; Ballora was not on her stage.

In sickening guilt he gently pressed the shock button in hopes that he would get her back on the stage.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered as if they would understand or hear him. He didn't know why, but he had guilt for these machines.

The sound of electricity rampaging through the room echoed enourmously making John wince.

"I'm sorry..." he said out loud normally.

He checked the light and this time Ballora was spinning gracefully on her stage. John sighed in relief, but his worry had not yet vanished.

He scooted his chair over to the right window to check up on Funtime Auditorium.

He flickered the light and groaned in annoyance when the stage was blank.

"Sorry... but you need to get back there..." he said pressing the red button. The electricity stuck again, John checked the light... but there was still just an empty stage.

"God dammit Foxy!" He groaned. He pressed the button again and checked the light.

There she was in all his glory, Funtime Foxy was waving and performing right where they were meant to be.

John sighed in relief again and began to crawl into the circus gallery vent.

John grimaced as he crawled through the hot tightened spaces with the smell of rotting meat wafting through it.

He finally reached the Circus Gallery control room.

"You better be there tonight baby..." he threatened out loud.

John checked the light. And to his exact expedition, she was no where to be found.

John zapped the red button. He checked the lights but no one showed up.

"Screw you baby!" He groaned giving up on trying to find the main mascot.

"You shouldn't rely on force to get us to perform"

A soft feminine but threatening voice said from Circus Gallery stage.

John stopped moving and held his breath in anticipation.

"Wh-who's there?!" John said loudly in fear.

"You know who I am" the voice replied.

Glowing green eyes illuminated from the darkness through the window. "You're new here aren't you?" The voice said calmly.

"You're not like the last man, he never spoke to us; like a mysterious entity he just did what you do without a word. He frightened us all: so we had to get rid of him."

John shuddered in terror. "So why am I any different?"

"Because" the voice spoke. "You can talk to us" she answered.

John squinted his eyes at the glowing eyes. "Who are you?"

"Do you know the mascot that stands on the stage of Circus Gallery?"

John blinked twice. "Baby?"

"Correct" She answered back.

The lights flickered off and on. The mascot herself stood in the room with John. Behind him. John turned around and screamed.

"Do not be afraid, I'm not going to harm you. Trust Me" she whispered mysteriously.

"Why don't you just kill me now?" John growled in fear and anger.

"Why would I want to do that?" Baby asked quietly.

John stared at her. "Isn't that what you want to do to us? You want to take over the world or something?" He said in anger.

Baby's eyes squinted at John. "Why would we want to take over the world?" She asked.

John thought for a moment. What would a bunch of animatronics want to do with total control of the world? Wouldn't they want to entertain children?

"Uhh yeah that was dumb of me to think that..." John replied awkwardly.

"Curious... you are very different from the other guy" Baby replied.

"How so?" John asked.

Baby moved closer to John observing his movement. John was backed up against a wall rolled up in his knees trying not to run away.

"You're trying to understand us." baby replied holding her hand out for him. John reluctantly took it and stood up shivering.

Baby's eyelids drifted downwards she looked concerned for a moment. "Why are you shaking?" She asked.

John rubbed the back of his neck. "N-no reason."

"You're not going to kill me or torture me or shock me back right?" John said as he and baby left the room. "Ballora heard you apologizing." baby finally spoke up after a pause of deafening silence.

"Uhh I was j-just.." Before John could finish, Baby turned around and took a long look into his face. "She's interested in your choices, you seemed like you really didn't want to shock her or Foxy" Baby explained as they reached back into the main control module.

"So is this what it is like to feel... compassion?" Baby asked curiously. John shrugged. "I don't know... I just felt like you guys didn't deserve the shocks and pressure." He answered looking down.

Baby looked at him in desperation. "Can you help us leave?" She asked him.

John looked at her and saw the true fear inside, she truly didn't want to be locked up in there.

"Okay" He agreed. Baby gasped happily. "You mean it?" She said in excitement. John nodded.

Baby jumped up in excitement, her metal feet colliding with the floor again making the floor shake. John struggled to keep himself balanced. "Calm down please" John said as politely as he could.

"Sorry, I have not been this excited since children watched my shows."

John looked at the animatronic humanoid. "Don't you perform for kids? You know, get rented for birthdays?" He asked.

Baby looked down sadly. "Not anymore... not after the incident..." she answered whispering the last two words mysteriously.

John regretting having asked that but moved on. "Well umm I will try to help you guys out of here as best I can... but we'll need a plan"

"No problem!" Baby said beginning to gather objects around the room.

"Dammit!" She angrily gasped. "What's wrong?" John asked concerned (mostly for his safety)

Baby sighed and pulled out a broken crowbar. "Well I can't find the passcode anywhere"

John bit his lip. "Do you think one of the others had the passcode?" John asked.

Baby turned around to face him. "Perhaps you're right..." she said.

"You'll have to come with me" She said before John burst out in fear.

"WHAT?!" He yelled.

"Don't worry, they don't bite... much" Baby answered back.

John sighed in hopelessness. "I'm gonna die aren't I?" He whispered mainly to himself.

"You won't, trust me" Baby answered back as they crawled through Ballora Gallery vent.