Author's Note: For you to understand anything in this story, you must read Ask Goldie Anything at least up to "To the Rescue" comic. Link to the comic will be below. Just a disclaimer, I know that most of the stuff in this story will either be off from the main series or just totally disregard it, but it's to help move the plot along and make it as interesting as possible. Some of the stuff that happens in this story will not match up with the comic series either, since this will technically be like an alternate timeline to the events of the actual comic. I am writing another series that I'm very passionate about so, this story may not be updated a whole lot if I don't get feedback. Anyway, if you enjoy this and want more please review, favorite and follow. On with the show… story… Whatever.
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Prologue

"W-What are you going to do," Goldie asked nervously, pinning his back against a nearby table. Goldie placed his arm around his abdomen, to protect it as Foxy leaned forward. Foxy had just ripped off the fur and metal plating, revealing tons of wires, some torn, some not. His left ear was also torn, revealing some cut wires. There was a giant tear down the right side of his face, going across his eye. Foxy moved forward, catching Goldie by his purple bow tie, pulling him toward his face as he snarled, "Make ye get out." Goldie gulped, smiling nervously. "G-get out of the room?! Oh, gladly! I-I'll just-..." "No," Foxy sneered. "Out of the pizzeria." Goldie looked over at the door and nervously looked back at Foxy. "N-n-no, no, you can't be serious!" he stammered. "I'll die out there!" "That's the point," Foxy snarled. The lights in Goldie's eyes shrank in fear.


Freddy slammed his body against the door with as much force as possible. He had heard to scream of pain from outside, in the dining area. Goldie had obviously been hurt by something, most likely Foxy. BB tried to hurl himself at the door as well, but it was no use, the door wouldn't budge. Bonnie and Chica watched from a distance, concern clouding their expressions. Freddy rammed the door again, getting no result and sat on the floor defeated. "There's gotta be another way out of this room," Bonnie cried. As much of a jerk Goldie could be, Bonnie understood Goldie's problem. All he wanted was to be noticed and loved again, instead of being alone and forgotten, even if getting attention meant being annoying or coming up with evil schemes. He had been tortured for a decade in a closet, before being found again.

Chica looked around the room and pointed a vent. "We could use the vent!" Everyone turned to face the thing that Chica was pointing at. A small vent near the ceiling had a little bit of light peeking through and a little bit of noise came in. "No one would be able to fit in that and get us out!" Freddy cried, near tears. "I can!" BB said jumping up and down. He ran over to the wall and tried to jump up into the vent, but it was to high. Chica and Bonnie looked at each other, until Chica walked over to the little boy and picked him up, shoving him to the vent. "Hurry, please," Bonnie whispered, looking at BB with scared eyes. BB nodded and and started to crawl toward the light.

After a few seconds of searching BB found the end of the vent. He heard some grumbling, and quietly crawled to the vents edge. "L-listen, I-I'll tell you where Freddy and the others are, just please don't th-throw me out there," a soft voice cried in alarm. BB could hear some struggling and he peeked through the metal lining. Goldie was head locked by Foxy, and was trying desperately to teleport away. Foxy scoffed, "Ye know ye can't teleport away when your restrained and even if ye could, why would ye want to?" Goldie's eyes started to tear up as Foxy dragged him toward the door. "Nobody wants ye here. Yer just as good in here as ye be out there," Foxy growled. Goldie snuggled his face into Foxy's arm, trying to hide the tears rolling down his face. "Do ye be crying," smiled Foxy. "Ha, the bilge rat be cryin'! Ye little pathetic maggot!" BB tried to open the vent cover but it seemed stuck in place. BB tried even harder as Foxy finally reached the door. Goldie was quietly sobbing as Foxy pulled him out of the head lock. Goldie couldn't teleport away, because he was crying so hard that he couldn't even comprehend what was going on.

BB desperately tried to shove open the vent door, but to no avail. He punched and pushed against the frame, it moved only a little bit, but at least it was progress. Foxy and Goldie didn't seem to hear the banging at all. Foxy growled, "Ye be feelin' nothing but desire for our misery! And that's all ye ever be wantn'! Ye be just a wretched bilge rat who don't be carin' for anyone!" Foxy kicked the door open, getting prepared to throw the depressed golden bear out the door. "Goodbye, ye freaking reject!" "No! Stop!" screamed BB, but it was already to late. Foxy threw Goldie as hard as he could and slammed the door shut. BB's eyes started to water just as the vent door finally gave way, falling to the floor with a clatter. Foxy turned in surprise and he quickly took a chain that sat on a nearby table. BB started shoved Foxy out of the way and tugged on the chain, hoping it would give way so he could go rescue his friend. After a few minutes of trying BB fellow to his knees and started to sob. A bang from behind them startled Foxy and spun around. Freddy had finally knocked the door down and was now staring at the sobbing BB. Bonnie and Chica ran over to the sobbing boy and started to ask him what had happened. Very few words came out, but enough was said to know what had happened. Freddy turned to Foxy, a few tears escaping his eye sockets. He cried, "What have you done?"