Rosie's P.O.V.

"We're home!" I yelled as Bonnie and I burst into my house. Golden Freddy, Freddy, Chica and Foxy ran into the room and smiled when they saw us. Bonnie and I went grocery shopping and finally got them dinner. Since they came to live with me, I've had almost no room, but it's alright. I didn't have any problems with them being here.

Golden Freddy smiled and offered to take some of the bags in my hands, to which I graciously accepted. I never got tired of them being here, and I was happy to have them as such awesome friends.

"Finally! Let's eat already!" Chica groaned.

I giggled and took off my shoes as Freddy and I headed for the kitchen to get cooking. But even though my life was awesome with my awesome new roommates, not a day hasn't gone by that I didn't miss Vincent. Sure, he was a child killer and he was a scary son of a gun, but deep down, he was a really sweet and caring guy. And since that night that he was stuffed into a suit, I haven't dared to go back to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

But, Freddy and I got started on the tacos, carefully crafting each one with caution. And about thirty minutes later, they were done to perfection. We sat around the table and ate, talking and laughing about the little things we were doing.

It was summer, and none of us really had anything going on. We had all agreed that if anyone asked about them, we'd say that they were friends of mine from out of town that were staying with me. I've had to move out of my small studio apartment, and into a two story house so I could have enough room for all five of them. But that wasn't the real issue at hand. I had a really crappy job. I worked at Subway's, five days a week for ten hours a day. Dealing with people who really didn't give a crap about manners and would say rude comments to me about my blue hair. I refused to dye it back to blonde when a lady started to berate me one day about it.

But anyways, I was about ready to quit. I was sick of the low pay, the rude comments and the hot and steamy place. But I couldn't find a job worth my time. I could go back to Freddy's, but I was too traumatized by the thought of returning there. Mr. Schmidt had shut the place down after the animatronics were turned into humans, saying he was going to find the old toy animatronics and rebuild them for a new Freddy Fazbear's Pizza sometime on the future. But the day after Vincent was stuffed into a suit, I quit my job there, not wanting to be traumatized anymore than I already was.

I was ripped out of my thoughts by a loud belch, making me look over at Bonnie, who was blushing.

"Excuse me?" she said.

Chica and I began giggling, making Bonnie blush even harder.

"Bonnie, you're acting more like a guy every day." Freddy stated, raising his eyebrow at the purple-haired girl.

Poor Bonnie looked like she was going to faint. Yes, she had a very big crush on Freddy. We all knew she did, but we didn't let her know that we knew anything.

"You're excused, Bonnie. Be nice to her, guys." I said, still trying to hold in my laughter.

After dinner was done, Foxy and Chica washed the dishes and put them away, while Bonnie and I took care of cleaning the rest of the kitchen. All five of them were pretty good about helping me out with housework, even Foxy helps out. It was about 10:00 at night, so I changed into my pajamas, which consisted of small black shorts and a baggy blue shirt. If you couldn't already tell, I liked the color blue.

Chica and Bonnie were rooming with me in my room, which was big enough for the three of us to room in. Foxy got his own room in the basement because he's more used to being alone, which was totally understandable. Golden Freddy and Freddy were roommates, and they got along pretty well.

But today, everyone but Golden Freddy and I went to bed early. Golden Freddy and I were alone in my living room, just kind of hanging out. Even though I missed Vincent, Golden Freddy sort of helped me through the loss, which I was grateful for, don't get me wrong.

"Hey. You okay, Gold?" I asked to a surprisingly quiet Golden Freddy. Usually, he was telling me a funny story or just talking with me about anything. But he was unusually quiet tonight.

He nodded with a small smile. "Yeah, I'm all right. I'm just still getting used to being a human again."

All five of them had been struggling to get used to their new human forms. Chica especially. She was used to being able to eat indefinitely, but now she has to have moderation because she can't eat as much as she used to when she was an animatronic.

"You'll get there soon enough, Gold. For now, let's just try and be happy, okay?" I said.

The gold haired man grinned and pulled me into a bear hug. This surprised me, because Gold has a personal space issue. Foxy's chest was still tender from when Golden Freddy punched him there for getting too close to him.

But I returned his embrace, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Thank you, Rosie." he mumbled into my neck.

I blinked. "For what?"

He pulled back, but still held my hands in his larger ones.

"For everything. You've shown my friends and I much kindness in these past months. You helped us move on out of purgatory and into reality, and for that all of us are forever in your debt. You're our hero, Rosie. You're part of our family now." he said, with tears glistening in his golden brown eyes.

I smiled and said, "You're more than welcome. And you know that I'm always going to be there for you guys no matter what happens."

Golden Freddy chuckled. "And we'll always be there for you."

After Gold and I went to bed, I went into my room where Bonnie and Chica were waiting for me. And not to mention the funny looks on their faces.

"What's with you guys?" I asked.

Bonnie scoffed. "Oh, don't act like that. We know about you and Goldie!"

I blushed. For the past few weeks, they have been accusing me of having some sort of crush on Golden Freddy. Which I didn't!

"I've told you guys before, there's nothing between us! We're just friends!" I exclaimed.

Chica giggled. "Yeah, right. Just keep telling yourself that."

I smirked and said, "Just go to sleep, okay?"

An hour later, I was laying in my bed, just dangling on the edge of sleep.

There were times that I wanted to go back to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, just to see the new animatronics and if Vincent was somehow still there. If the five other animatronics haunted the suits they were stuffed into, maybe there was a chance Vincent was haunting the suit he was stuffed into. But I didn't want to reopen the wounds that place left on me. Even though Freddy, Chica, Bonnie and Foxy didn't kill me, they tried to. They still haven't told me why, but they did scare the hell out of me. I still had nightmares sometimes about Freddy playing his creepy as hell jingle in pitch darkness, the distorted screams of children, Vincent's face covered with blood. It was things like those that I didn't want to think about.

And you may be wondering why on Earth I miss Vincent so much. I only knew him for a maximum of five days, and he was a sick and twisted child killer. But before him, I didn't really have any friends. I was a loner, and when I met Vincent, he sort of became my first and only friend. So yes, even though I didn't know him for very long, I still missed him.

I finally drifted off to sleep, peacefully and quietly.

I was back in the office. The hum of the electricity still very prominent, and the desk fan still blowing cool air towards me. I stood and walked out of the office and out into the dark hallway. Everything was in its natural order, except no animatronics. The place was entirely empty.

I walked around for a while longer, until I entered the backstage. I saw a single Freddy Fazbear animatronic. It was standing in the center of the room, not moving at all. I approached it, curious about its mysterious placement.

Upon further inspection, I saw blood leaking from the eye sockets and the mouth. And the head slowly turned to face me, the eyes a strange magenta color.

"Come back to me, Blue Rose."

I jolted awake, panting in a cold sweat. I glanced around my surroundings, sighing in relief to see I was in my room with Bonnie and Chica. With the dream still fresh in my mind, I got out of bed and got onto my laptop to check the Freddy Fazbear's Pizza website. After reading more info about it, I saw that they were going to be having a grand reopening in a new location, and they were in need of a new night guard. I didn't want to apply. I really didn't. What if these new animatronics were just as malevolent as the old ones used to be? I didn't want that. But what if the possibility of seeing Vincent again was present?

I groaned. I sent an e-mail to Mr. Schmidt, saying that I would like to reapply for night shift. I swear to the heavens above, I was the stupidest person on the planet.