As Foes Become Bros: The Reimagining

This is it, the moment you've all been wanting but never really asked for it but still wanted it, the one guy who made the five nights series that was pretty popular is back and will kick things off by… rewriting my very first story "As Foes Become Bros" I wanted to do this for a while and now it's time, I have improved so much over the five nights series and I thought I could re-do this story to get back into it so without any more delay let's do this

Opening Credits

(start by playing Feed The Machine by RED, yes them again here we go)

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The characters in the story will be from FNAF2 and Ocs that were created by Venomous Book 38 and Miss Kitty Bear

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Now sit back and enjoy As Foes Become Bros: The Reimagining

Chapter 1: Activation

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I open my eyes to see the inside of the restaurant, it's dark and cold and after the dream I just had it feels all too familiar, this dream I keep having plays with my hard-drive like I don't know what is real or fake, I see children on the floor, covered in blood and none of them moving, I see my friends looking back at me in shock while others are standing right beside me, it's scares me to think what it all could mean, is it a dream or is it a premonition, telling me of a possible future and if that's the case then I truly hope it doesn't come true.

I had to clear my mind, the only reason the dream was so potent tonight is because it's Sunday night going into Monday morning, it's usually the quieter of days for us here at Freddy Fazbear's and tonight was no exception, the strange thing is I've been having this dream for months and it's never been this bad before, what else could be causing it to get to me so much, I really don't know maybe I'm just worried about something.

Speaking of being worried there's this other thing that's been nagging at me for some time, actually a couple other things, the first one is that I've been messing up on my guitar a lot lately and when I play some of the more complex of the Fazbear songs I can't seem to hold it down, it's either miss the note entirely or I won't be able to hold the note, it's been showing all around the pizzeria too as I no longer hold the high score on Guitar Hero here in the arcade room, but it seems I've gained some strength as I find it easier to help move all the food crates around for Toy Chica, well that's a bonus I guess.

The other thing that's been on my mind is that we animatronics are programmed to live off of the joy and happiness that we bring to kids, it's like we put on a show for the kids and they shout and cheer out our names and that gives us the positive energy to keep going, but for some time now that joy seems to be fading, it's not enough anymore and I think that's why I keep having these dreams, maybe I just need to sleep some more but I hope that I will be fine.

The night slowly turned into day and as the clock strikes 6am the managers and cleaners open up the pizzeria to start the day, I wake up almost as soon as they come inside, it was hard for me to enter sleep mode as every time I did the dream would play again and it scared me to see such gruesome scenes, so I just stretched and toned my guitar till the cleaners came over with a bucket of warm water and a sponge, now you might be thinking "why would anyone use water to clean anything robotic?" well we have a few open area's for heat dispersion but our internals are surprisingly water proof.

Just as I finished toning my guitar one of the cleaners came over with two buckets, one for me and Toy Chica and another for Toy Freddy and Toy Foxy, Toy Freddy took the bucket and went to Kids Cove and I got curious, last night was quiet for the most part but at one point there was a busy period just like any day, but this was not just any day, there was a lot of commotion with the kids and the adults and the managers and I even heard Toy Foxy getting kind of mad and even screaming, that's not a good sign and I really wanted to see what was going on but I was on stage and I had a job to do.

Just as I was thinking about it all Toy Chica started to wash down one of her favourite parts of my plastic casing… my butt, "hehehe, oh Toy Bonnie why is it that you have the cutest butt out of anyone here?" she says with the sweetest voice ever, it's well known in our little circle of 5 that Toy Chica absolutely adores me and I do her too, but for one I don't dare tell her and two I'd rather she clean my ears, I just love it when my ears are touched they are so sensitive and it makes me err, makes me… let's just say they make me very happy when they are touched.

After she's done cleaning me then it's my turn to clean her and I have my favourite spot too, for all the plastic in the world she has an absolute bomb shell of a body, from her legs to her face and everything in between all I can see is beauty and my favourite spot has to be that ample chest, but nobody ever said that her butt isn't cute either, "there all clean, I must say I don't know how you stay so clean dealing with so much food and rowdy kids" I say always astonished at her looks.

We spend the next few hours getting all the tables set up and the food cooked ready to be served, just before we opened however Toy Chica was disposing of some used oil and seemed to be having trouble, some of the cooks that had come in tried to help her but she's a little stubborn and insisted she could handle it, that is until she dropped it all and a lot of it went on her hands, it was still hot and she panicked, she ran around like… well like a headless chicken and one of the mechanics stopped her in her tracks.

He acted quickly by taking off her hands as they started to melt and threw them away only to go into that same room that I got this left arm from, it was a few weeks ago when one of my guitar strings snapped and it lashed across my arm coursing severe damage and I needed the get it replaced, but instead of going to the maintenance room just beside the stage he went down the hall and got the arm I have now, it was bigger and bulky and come to think of it this might be the course of all my guitar problems, as the mechanic came out with two new hands I noticed that they did fit her wrists but not quite like her shape would allow.

She tested them by moving her hands around and her fingers and she seemed to be ok with them but I could see they were disturbing her, we didn't really have any time to complain though as the doors would be open to the public again in just a few minutes and we had to get into place and get ready for another day of fun and fantasy come to life for all kids and grownups alike.

Every day we have a special act or play that we do after our songs, I did my very best to hone down the difficult bits of the songs but they sounded like a pair of cats yelling at each other, today's special act was a pantomime, Toy Freddy and I would do some gags and jokes to get the kids and even some adults laughing, this is usually one of my favourites as it would get me laughing too but lately I'm just acting it all out and I'm having a hard time really getting into it but we have a new segment this time, at the end of our pantomime we did a sketch something similar to Popeye.

Toy Chica was tied down to some fake railway tracks while I was the big bad villain with a monocle and a moustache and on the screen behind us was a projection of a locomotive train coming closer, I laughed while Toy Chica cried for help then just like Popeye fashion Toy Freddy jumped in to stop me and save Toy Chica, I did my best to fight him off but like in any cartoon the hero always saves the day and gets the girl, it was fun and I'd be up for trying that again, funny thing is as soon as the curtains were closed Toy Chica immediately backed off from Toy Freddy, she really don't like him, they remind me of an adult and a teenage girl, always at odds with each other.

We entertained the kids for a while but as the afternoon drew in the crowd diminished and we went for a break, what just because we are mechanical don't mean we don't get to chill on the job, we are sentient after all, anyway on our break me and Toy Chica went to get some left over pizza while Toy Freddy was approached by the mechanic and he asked if he could help him with something in Kid's Cove, I got curious again, "what could be going on in there?" I asked myself but despite the rhetorical question to myself Toy Chica answered anyway "not a clue but there's a whole lot of commotion going on in there".

She was right, I didn't want to stray away from the prospect of pizza but the sounds coming from Kid's Cove has me very worried for the welfare of my very best of friends, it was no secret that Toy Chica really does like me in a very flirty way but the relation with me and Toy Foxy was even more so but we didn't want anyone else to know so we never told anyone, and to think that she may be in trouble has my heart fluttering faster than the wings of a humming bird, for now though we just stood back and watched the door while we ate some pizza.

Time went by and the left over pizza was almost gone, we would have saved some for Toy Freddy and Toy Foxy but around here if you're not there to eat pizza and it's gone well then tough luck, more time went by and the only thing that happened was the kids were ushered out and everything within Kid's Cove had gone quiet, so as we waited to see what was going on in Kid's Cove we played some of the games in the arcade room and let some of the kids beat us at games we were pros at, this let them win tickets for the Marionette where they can get plushie versions of me, Toy Chica and Toy Freddy, there was one of Toy Foxy but hers was red instead of her normal white.

Then after what felt like hours the mechanic and Toy Freddy finally came out of Kid's Cove, they were carrying one of the spare parts boxes each but the one thing that caught me off guard was that it had the word "Mangle" written on both of them, it was odd because they usually have our names on them but then who is Mangle, they also took the boxes into that room again the same room which gave me and Toy Chica these bad replacements, they should be going into the maintenance room, that's where our spares are supposed to go.

"Toy Bonnie, what's wrong?" Toy Chica said having the most obvious worry in her voice but I can't blame her she must be wondering what's going on in there too, "it's the mechanics, why are they always going into that room, I mean these replacement parts, don't you think they are just that bit too big for us?" I ask Toy Chica and she gives it some thought "yeah, I mean these hands fit but they just don't suit me and are really uncomfortable" she says with some frustration and disappointment in her tone, "ok so I propose we do something about this, tonight we'll go into that room and…" before I could even finish what I was going to say Toy Chica butts in "oh I wouldn't do that if I was you" I just stand there not saying anything but she knows what that means "… because Toy Freddy told me if we did then something big would be reviled to us that we just cannot know or something" I didn't say anything again and she seemed to be fine with that but I wanted to know why that room was so important but not before I make my own replacement with an arm that will fit me better.

It was now 11pm, after a fairly busy day me, Toy Chica and Toy Freddy where really tired but with all the dreams I've been having I couldn't sleep, this was perfect for me however as I'm going to go on a little mission, step 1: find out what happened to Toy Foxy, step 2: replace this left arm with something more my size, step 3: go down the hall and inspect the room, I need to make sure Toy Freddy doesn't see me or I could be in big trouble but I have to find out what's going on, oh and I heard something about a new night guard starting today so I may pay a visit but then again maybe not.

So without any more delay I go straight to Kid's Cove, it's only across the dining area from the stage and I've made this trip lots of times before but this feels so much different, I get this feeling when I'm nervous, people sometimes say you get butterflies in your stomach, my heart is racing and I think for the first time in my life I may even throw up, odd for an animatronic to throw up, would it be chunks of what I eat or oil, I can't think about that for now I need to know what happened to the love of my life.

I make it to Kid's Cove and the nervous feeling only gets worse, I've never felt so scared in my entire existence, I place my hand onto the door handle my plastic casing coursing a clanging sound on the metal of the door, I take a deep breath and open the door, I look around inside and see everything that Toy Foxy would use to entertain the kids have been taken away, I walk in silently questioning why they would have done so but then I see her, I stop dead in my tracks looking… no gawking at her, everything that is on her looks either broken or bent, everything else is missing, but the worst part is I know where this is going.

In my dream I see what looks like her but in such a bad state that she can't even walk anymore and she has to crawl on the ceiling, to see her not in as bad a state here but the damage is very similar and in all the right places only makes me fear for not just her future but mine also, I try to break free of this trance but as I start to move she moves first "Toy Bonnie… look what happened to me" she says still crying from earlier in the day "it was those kids, I never thought they could be so cruel" I can't take this, her voice so sweet yet wavers so much that my eyes only water in the sight of her pain.

I slowly walk over to her trying to be strong for her "where are your things and parts, aren't they going to fix you?" I ask wiping away my tears "no, they said that I'm too costly to fix but if they got rid of me they'd shut down so they said that the kids have to fix me" at that I got angry and wanted to find out why they did this to my wonderful fox "don't worry Toy Foxy I'll find out what is going on, I swear on my life" holding my fist to my chest I made her a vow "thanks but you can't call me Toy Foxy anymore, they call me Mangle now" she said starting to look more and more depressed, Mangle? They expect me to call my beauty MANGLE? Well now someone has a whole lot of answers to explain.

She started to cry again and I felt the world for her but I couldn't do anything for her at the moment, I'd need some tools and to find her parts box, for now I just left her in the room to gather her thoughts but though she might be strong physically she's as soft as a pillow mentally, sometimes she would just cry because of something so small it didn't even matter or make a difference in the slightest but I found it so cute I just couldn't resist, so for both our sakes I hope she'll be ok.

The next part of my little mission takes me to the maintenance room, in there is where I'll find all the different spare pants boxes for all of us, I went inside and as soon as I turned on the lights I can see 3 boxes of spare parts, one for me, one for Toy Chica and one for Toy Freddy, they all have our names on them, strange… there are 2 more boxes in here, one for Toy Foxy and the Marionette too, I leave out Toy Foxy as her damage will need some tools but my problem is far less troublesome and I can do a repair protocol without any tools.

I start by taking off my chest plate and disable the oil flow to my left arm, from there I can unscrew the nut and carefully take off the arm and I place it on a table in front of me, taking out another left arm form my very own spare parts box I can see that my actual arm from the new arm is a bit smaller and lighter too, I take the other arm and place it on my shoulder screwing in the nut and making sure it's on tight, now re-engaging the oil flow to my arm lets me use it and right away I feel much more comfortable with it, the last thing I do is check my oil and hydraulic fluid levels then put my chest plate back on.

Now that I have an arm that actually fits my body I look over the one the mechanics gave me, it surprises me how it has a plastic casing as it is defiantly not mine and that's when I notice some purple fluff lodged into one of the knuckles in the hand, looking closely at it, it bears a very striking similarity to the plush Bonnies at the Prize Corner so I think it's time I pay a visit to the Marionette.

At night the Marionette likes to listen to a music box with some really odd music playing in it, I've heard of this song called "Come Little Children" and it really fits his persona really well but every time I hear that song in his music box I always ask "why?" he never gives me an answer, but that's not why I'm here tonight, I stop the music box mid song and he comes out looking at me with that one stare he always has "Toy Bonnie, what brings you here at such a time?" when he speaks he has this reverse echo effect to his voice but I understand him completely "I found this in a replacement part that don't even fit me, can you perhaps tell me where it came from?" he inspected the fluff and looked to one of the plush Bonnie toys, looking back and forth he slowly nodded and said "this belongs to something in that room at the end of the hall, go there and you'll find the true owner to this arm" I was scared, like Toy Chica said I might find something that could change my perspective on things and stuff.

But there was a look on the Marionette almost as if he was saying "don't listen to the others listen to your heart" and it was saying "what's the worst that could happen" so with that in mind I went towards the hall way, when I got there I realised I've never actually been this way, I didn't bother with the night guard they just bore me but now I have a reason, I start to slowly move forward, with every step I take my heart beats faster facing against the unknown, as I keep moving I can see a long hall way to my left and I think "wow how many hall ways does this place have?" looking further I can see Toy Chica in the hall way trying to get to the guard but his light is shining right at her and me so I just keep moving until I'm right at the door.

There is a sign that is on the door that reads: Parts & Services, at that I raise an eye brow and an ear to what exactly that could even mean, with the arm in hand… pun not intended I reach out to the door handle slowly opening it, inside the room is nothing but darkness and the smell of what could be rotting meat, the smell is so much that I think I had a small malware update, plugging my nose and using my night vision I stare at a scene that no animatronic was built to see, inside is what looks like an animatronic cemetery with deactivated models everywhere.

Just like the arm they are big and bulky but they are all busted and almost beyond repair, that is they would be if it wasn't for my repair protocol, but the one thing that I was not expecting is when I tried to get a closer look and that's when something or someone closed that door.

And with that, that is the end of the return to my first story, well the first chapter at least and looking back at that story I can tell I've improved but of course tell my what you guys think in the reviews and be sure to come back for more and I'll see you again in chapter two

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