Here we are! Chapter 2! I hope you enjoy it!
Merry Christmas!
... Are you awake?
Yes...
Sleep well?
...No...
...You said you'd do it today...
...Is today over yet?
Tell me...
But what if I can't?
Try...
...
Tell me...
...But the past scares me...
Then let me be scared with you...
...
Please...
...It comes back slowly...
Then tell me as it surfaces back...
... Do you promise you won't fade?
...I swear...
...
The cat's eyes fluttered open as she heard a soft scratching in the walls.
She sat up and looked around, seeing a rat crawl back into a gaping hole in the wall.
Felicity rubbed her eyes, squinting in the dark room, shivering as she sighed.
It felt like she'd been sleeping forever, but she couldn't tell how long it'd been...
Her eyes stung from the darkness that surrounded her, as she gently rolled over onto her knees.
Felicity's tail swished around behind her slowly, even moving her tail hurt.
She put her paws underneath her firmly as she pushed herself up, stumbling backwards a few steps as she realized she could now stand.
Well, step one accomplished. Now for the hard part... Crawling out of that room.
Looking up at the hole, Felicity extended her claws, walking to the back of the room, looking up at it.
She didn't even know how long she'd been left in this room, let alone how long it had been since she tried to scale a wall.
Taking a deep breath, she cleared her mind as best she could and looked back up at the dimly light opening.
Something on the other side of that wall must have been emitting some kind of light that was seeping through into the dark room that she was trapped in.
Felicity's eyes locked onto her target, the opening.
She lowered herself down on all fours, running off at a high speed.
The checkered floor around her blurred as she picked up speed, her legs pushing herself as fast as they could go.
In the heat of the moment, all the pain wasn't her main focus, getting out is what was.
Kicking up with her back feet, she lunged through the air, barely jumping up high enough to cling onto the ledge of the hole.
Her eyes widened as she felt herself slipping.
Orange paws scrambled up the wall, claws digging into the wall paper and tearing it to shreds.
Grunting, the animatronic let go of her grasp for a moment, latching her right paw up further onto the ledge.
"Almost... There.." She panted, getting a good grip on the wall with her back feet, kicking herself up.
Accidentally kicking too hard, her eyes widened as she slid off the edge on the other side, almost smacking hard onto the floor.
At the last second she managed to latch to the wall, sliding down it and leaving scratch marks down it.
Only a couple feet off the floor she lost her grasp and thudded hard onto the floor, groaning a bit and looking around.
One of the game rooms.
Well, at least it wasn't that other room. This one at least had a lot more light.
Her eyes scanned through the room, seeing several arcade machines.
Children's drawings hung from the wall, several ruined and faded, but some vibrant colors still carrying on strong.
Paper plate figures hung from the walls as well, several missing arms and legs.
Felicity glanced in front of her, seeing a open doorway.
A way out.
She stood up and quickly ran to the doorway, looking out.
Three paths, forward, right, and left.
Which to choose?
She had no clue.
The cat knew her way around the pizzeria pretty well, but she didn't even know what she was looking for.
Foxy... Freddy... Bonnie... Chica... The toys? Puppet?
Whoever she could find would be great.
Someone had to be here... Right?
Felicity felt a lump form in her throat as tears filled her eyes.
The thought of the others not being there drove her mad.
Since the day they'd all been given 'The Gift', they hadn't been separated.
Well, temporarily on occasion to be fixed and only a few other times...
But what if she was there alone?
No. There had to be someone there...
Right?
Standing in silence, the cat flicked her ears, wiping her tears away, realizing just how bad of shape she was in.
"Toy Takeover all over again..." She sighed, realizing she hadn't been that battered since her and the others had been replaced by the Toys...
The Toys... Where were they anyway? Where were the others?
"The cove..." She whispered to herself. Suddenly, she broke off into a sprint, running as fast as she could down a hall, despite a strong pain surging through her body.
"Almost... T-There..." She thought to herself, coming into a dark room.
The once colorful stage was left in ruins, and party tables were falling apart.
In the middle of it all, sat the cove. It's purple starry curtains still hung from the ceiling.
The smell of mold was strong in the air, but Felicity didn't seem to notice or care.
"Foxy?" She called out, slowly approaching her home. "M-Mangle?"
Silence.
The floor was cold and wet, and the ceiling was leaking. She was honestly surprised none of it had fallen down yet.
Without knowing how long it'd been abandoned though, she wasn't entirely sure how safe the structure of the building really was.
Pacing up the steps of the cove, Felicity pondered to herself about what it would be like now if they would've stayed in the other building.
The building where mike was first hired, and the cove was much smaller.
Heck, the entire building was much smaller. Back then it was just her, Foxy, Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, and Gold...
That was when they thought the Toys were no more than memories.
Dead to their thought and the world.
Though drawings of the much smoother models still hung in sight here and there, Freddy had them convinced that the kids probably would forget them within the years.
That part is what scared some of them so bad.
Something he had said to try to calm them down, bring some peace to their minds, had actually stressed them out beyond belief.
If the kids really would forget about the Toys within a couple years, who was to say they wouldn't forget about them as well?
Sure, they were around for much longer than the Toys were active, but it still bothered them.
And after Gold had come out and told Foxy about his past, the fact that the five of them had replaced him and Spring Bonnie, it was horrifying.
But now she was here, not much memory remaining in her head...
And the bad ones weighing out the good...
"Foxy?" She called out again, trying to recall the last time she had even seen him.
Everything before waking up was just a big blur of pain and joy.
How had she even lost her memory anyway?
Well... This is what she had to work with for the moment...
She didn't even know when or why they were shut down...
Hopefully it wasn't because of another '87 incident... God that'd be a nightmare.
Reaching out slowly, she gripped onto the star curtains and took a deep breath, pulling them open.
"Fox-"
...
Can you remember any more?
... No...
It wasn't me who did the bite...
...It's hard to remember anything anymore...
...Puppet messed up a lot of things...
From our memories to even that of employees...
...That's why we're in this mess...
Is it?
...
...
Can't I just wake up already?
Wake up? To what?
Back to how it used to be...
With being alive? A child?
No... Not that far back...
When we performed?
Yes...
Why wouldn't you want to be alive again?
To feel love and joy? To have parents who cared?
...You know very well me and you didn't...
Aye...
...I'd rather be stuck her forever with you than to suffer being a child again...
Dark days...
Darker nights...
Just wait until the morning light...
Six A.M you have done well...
You get to escape this hell...
... Do any of the others even remember that song?
Remember me? Remember anything?
Try getting answers from any of them now...
They can't tell Puppet from Vincent...
...Vincent?
...I'll see you tomorrow, Fel...
Get some sleep...
...Alright... Night...
G'night me lassie...