Good evening ladies and gentlemen! I am BACK with a brand new fanfic made by myself and Dixie Darlin' that I'm sure many of you have been anxiously awaiting! Yes, Wreck it Freddy's is back with a vengeance, and I do hope that you are all as excited as I am! I apologize if this took longer than expected, our work schedules have made things a bit difficult and I am currently also working on a big multi-crossover fic that I cannot wait to share with you all once it's complete. But enough rambling, please sit back, relax, grab a snack, and enjoy the very first chapter of Wreck it Freddy's 3!
The sun slowly rose above the horizon line for the oncoming morning, splattering warm colors across the sky as dawn passed. Inside the great castle of Sugar Rush, a low light leaked into the bedroom of a familiar princess- well, president, rather- as she currently slumbered peacefully in her bed, snuggled up to a small cupcake plush. As she shifted a bit, a shadow began to advance slowly, closer and closer to her, a pair of eyes reflected in the low light upon the unsuspecting ruler. The figure cloaked in shadow came within inches of her, reaching out a hand of painted metal that hovered just over her neck... it was so close, its face just an inch from hers, ready to strike.
"Hello."
The voice of BB broke the thick silence in the room, the outstretched hand placing itself down on Vanellope's shoulder gently to wake her. Vanellope groaned lightly, her eyes fluttering open as she sat up, rubbing the sleep out of them.
"Wow, you're up early…" The little girl yawned as she stretched her arms upwards. Her eyes popped open then as realization hit her. "Oh yeah!" She yelled as she leaped out of bed. "Today's the day we test-run our haunted house!"
"Hi." BB simply said with a smile, his vocabulary extremely limited despite having a lot to say.
"Yeah yeah, I'm hurrying," Vanellope told him as she hurried to put her shoes on. "Come on, let's go get Ralphie!" She took her friend by the hand and practically dragged him out of her room and out of the castle, spooking Sour Bill who had been dusting some things in the hallway.
They entered Game Central Station only to find that Ralph was actually waiting on THEM for once.
"Wow, kid, ever hear of an alarm?" Ralph smiled crookedly as he simultaneously rubbed the tops of the kids' heads. "Normally I'M the one you have to pounce awake on Closing Day."
"Guess I was tuckered out from all the work we've been doing," Vanellope shrugged as she hugged Ralph's leg briefly. "I bet the others are waiting inside the game for us, let's go!"
Ralph chuckled as the kids skipped ahead of him, shaking his head. Litwak had upgraded the existing Five Nights at Freddy's 2 cabinet to also include the THIRD release. Thankfully, they had learned their lesson about barging into the game unprepared and getting trapped there for hours on end, so there was no nightmarish visit that time around.
"Good idea you had about turning it into a haunted house attraction," Ralph commented as they neared the game.
"Yeah, hopefully this will help everyone in the arcade realize that BB and his friends aren't going to hurt anyone," Vanellope replied back, throwing a friendly arm over BB's shoulder.
"Hello," BB called out to Jeremy, the security guard from the second game. His uniform was loosely untucked as it was his off-day and he wanted to be comfortable, his ball cap on backwards and was steadily drinking a soda from Burger Time.
"What did he say?" Jeremy asked Vanellope, not able to decipher the boy's vocabulary. He COULD have learned how like Vanellope and her friends had, but he just didn't care enough.
"Uh, he said 'hey, what's up?'" The candy-haired president giggled.
"Ah." he answered in a way that implied that he didn't really care. "Well you clowns have fun in your little spook-fest, I've got whole day of fun and relaxation planned for me. I saw Mike on my way out of Burger Time so he should be in already."
"Wow, MIKE woke up before me? That's embarrassing!" Vanellope gawked in disbelief.
Jeremy shrugged. "Guess he was antsy to get started. Anyways, see you, I'll be in Extreme EZ Livin' if you need me." Jeremy told them as he gave them a two-fingered salute, heading off.
Calhoun was on her walkie talkie, giving directions as the group headed into the game. Being Litwak still had the game under maintenance, it was free for the characters to walk in and out as they pleased with little worry of gameplay related dangers.
"Felix, move that file a bit to the left. Okay... perfect. Hey, be careful with that Markowski! You break that and I'll break your face!" She shouted.
BB approached Foxy, hugging his leg as he was adjusting a likeness of his head on the wall, a toothy grin stretching his features. He looked down at BB, patting his head and turning to greet Ralph and Vanellope.
"Looking good, Foxy!" Vanellope gave him a thumbs up. "This is gonna be great when all the other characters see!"
"Hey Calhoun, is Bobby here yet?" Ralph asked, rolling his eyes when she held her finger up as she listened to her walkie.
"So just improvise Felix, use some of the older files!" She snapped.
"Yes, ma'am!" Felix's voice came over the walkie, and Ralph could almost imagine him saluting her with his typical lovesick grin.
The wrecker cleared his throat when Calhoun put her authoritative finger down. "As I was saying, is Bo-"
"I have Dunderson distracted with the audio system." She answered him without even looking at him. "Chica, put that box of masks in that corner there!"
Ralph blew an annoyed breath out. "O-kay, guess I'll find him myself." He turned around only to be met with a grinning, toothy smile framed by a five o'clock shadow. "Ahhh!"
"Whoa, don't wreck me, bromigo!" Bobby pretended to cringe in horror as he hid beneath a pair of raised hands. "Dude, I'm so glad you're here, the Boss Lady is seriously suckin' the fun out of this!" He then whined with a humorously exaggerated pout.
"If you want an operation to work, you HAVE to be serious," Calhoun growled at him, always having been annoyed with the truly hobo-ish man. "Considering what game we're in, the less goofing off, the better."
"Chill out, sarge! I've had my fair share of experience in the audio tech department; how else could we have awesome party times in EZ Livin' if we've got no tunes to groove to?" Bobby laughed. "People will feel oh so secure when they hear my smooth voice over the intercom, and then when the scary stuff starts, the only thing that'll be dancing is their pants!"
"Hey Ralph, where are all the toy animatronics?" Vanellope asked.
"Oh, it was their turn to go to the ANON meeting today, they were helping out yesterday." He replied.
"Maybe all the other characters won't hate them so much once we get this joint up and running, huh?" Vanellope smiled.
BB's eyes closed halfway to give him a sad expression. "Hi."
Vanellope sighed as she patted BB's shoulder. "Don't worry, BB, if people are still diaper babies to you after THIS, then who needs them?"
"Yeah, you got US and we're way cooler." They heard Mike say as he came into the room, wiping his brow. He chuckled when the kids ran to hug him. "Bonnie and I were trying to pry away these boards that are nailed to that second door in the back, but they wouldn't budge."
Ralph smirked and cracked his knuckles, not needing to say anything to get the message across.
"There's probably nothing but black space behind it anyway." Calhoun brought up. "The first door was where the code vault was hidden and that's all we need to be concerned with for now."
"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to open the place up a bit more, huh?" Ralph said, going over to the sealed room to pry off the plywood. He had pulled the nails about halfway out of the wall when he heard his name being called, glancing behind him.
"Ralph, the ghost children are here!" Vanellope smiled as the five ghost children approached, smiling silently as they waved.
"Oh hey kids!" Ralph grinned at them, the little ghosts surrounding his legs like puppies for a group hug. "Y'know, a long time ago, I never would've guessed that everyone in this franchise was so huggable."
"Right, hopefully everyone else will think so too." Vanellope giggled as one ghost came over to hold her hand shyly.
"AUDIO CHECK!" Bobby's loud voice resonated throughout the game, causing the younger ones to press their hands to their ears.
"Why did we invite him?" Calhoun grumbled as she massaged her brow.
Some static crackled from the speakers before everybody heard the iconic "Hello, hello?" that was in every single game, belonging to the infamous Phone Guy. The little ghost children spooked before they all clamored to hide behind Ralph's legs, all of them hugging each other and shaking. Their eyes widened, growing quite large with fright.
"Hey, you're freaking them out, tone the volume down!" Ralph yelled back at Bobby from where he was.
"Hehe, sorry bros, but that's the whole point of a haunted house, isn't it?" He asked over the intercom. "Glad to know everyone can hear my suave voice loud and clear!"
"Yeah, yeah, now get down here and help Freddy with the lighting, his fingers are too big to snake the wiring!" Calhoun shouted.
"Aye aye, captain!" Bobby announced before heading out of the back room, whistling to himself.
"That's SERGEANT to you!" Calhoun barked at him as he strolled away, her fists reaching out to pantomime strangle him. "If he were one of my soldiers, I'd lock him in the brig for about a week then make him run laps around the tower 'til he dropped."
"What do you expect from a guy who never had a chance to be an active character in his own game?" Mike pointed out as he scratched his head under his cap. "I can't imagine coming to life only to find out that you aren't even needed because you were supposed to have been deleted, or something like that. The guy literally has no concept of responsibility thanks to that."
Calhoun pondered on that, but didn't comment further. Foxy then broke the silence with a few wordless grumbles.
"Yeah, I was wondering that too." Calhoun nodded as she listened. "Why exactly did this game need so much maintenance done? I haven't come across anything suspicious since we entered this particular establishment. Seems kinda boring." She scoffed as she dully observed some colored children's drawings taped crookedly to the wall.
"Because they're upgrading it silly!" Vanellope beamed. "And from what I heard, there's gonna be only one animatronic, so it won't be so crazy this time!"
"Sure is taking a long time to upgrade though..." Calhoun said warily.
"I don't see how this game could be, well, difficult with only one animatronic." Mike had to admit. "Considering that Jeremy's game has, what, eleven, twelve?"
"Where IS this 'one animatronic' anyway?" Ralph asked as he looked around the room.
"Hello."
"No one knows?" The wrecker repeated with a quizzical expression. "That's a little worrisome."
"Maybe he's hiding around here somewhere and waiting to scare someone's pants off. I would love to see Jeremy get spooked!" Vanellope snickered behind her hand.
"I would pay to see that." Mike laughed gently. He and Jeremy were friends now, but he still got a kick at anything that was considered a prank towards the more serious guard.
Sometime later, the group gathered to look around the place, nodding to themselves. "Well, it's scary enough for sure…" Felix said, wiping his brow. He had joined the group after he had finished fiddling around in the code room.
"Alright then… let's grab a bite from Burger Time and then start getting ready for everyone to line up!" Calhoun said, everyone heading out.
Once there, they all sat in one of the larger booths, and were all happily surprised to see a familiar face serving their food and drinks.
"Hey, it's Toy Chica!" Vanellope beamed, waving to the shiny animatronic.
"Oh, heh heh… hello… Chica…" Felix waved nervously; the Chica animatronics still made him a bit uneasy because of their resemblance to ducks. "Felix, just remember; Chica's a chicken. Not a duck. NOT a duck." He muttered to himself under his breath.
"Congrats on the new job!" Ralph said, giving her a thumbs up. "I'm glad Clyde was able to help you out."
Toy Chica gave a nod. "Let's Eat!" She said enthusiastically.
At that, Ralph raised his brows in surprise, Vanellope giggling as he mouth hung open. "Are you serious? Ralph, you have GOT to bust Clyde's chops about this one!"
Jeremy groaned. "I'm sorry, I still can't understand what the hell they mean when they say their catchphrase-"
"I'm really happy for both of you, Toy Chica. I… had no idea you and Clyde had gotten so close…" Ralph smiled.
Toy Chica giggled, waving at them before sashaying back towards the kitchen area.
"Wait wait wait," Jeremy waved his hands in front of him. "The chicken with the figure-8 profile, creepy as that sounds, gets a date and yet I'M still single? What's that all about?"
"It'd help if you weren't so grumpy." Mike joked, poking a finger into his friend's shoulder.
"What do you mean? I am NOT grumpy!" He looked pretty offended, crossing his arms and huffing.
"You're being grumpy right NOW!" Mike laughed.
"No grouchier than I am, gotta admit." Calhoun managed a chuckle. "Or even Wreck-It." She added with a jut of her thumb towards Ralph.
"Hey!" The wrecker feigned being hurt by the remark.
"Whatever, why I agree to eat with you guys, I have no idea." Jeremy rolled his eyes in his typical way.
"Because you love us?" Vanellope giggled, BB joining her from his spot beside her.
"That's a strong word." He grumbled, though deep down he DID have a soft spot for these guys.
Not too much action yet, as expected, but it sure is good to see all our favorite characters again, right? So start pouring in those reviews and tell me your thoughts! Thank you again for reading, and see you next time!