Chapter 2 (Welp, That Sucks.)

Foxy rushed into the kitchen with a menacing skowl on his face. He didn't have a shirt (nice) and he was wearing a ragged pair of shorts. He had short red hair, and was wearing a pair of sandals, along with a seemingly perfect left arm. "Arr I be the butt pirate of Katarn! Prepare to have ye booty plundered~ Nah I just be pulling ye rope. Can I have me arm back?" "No." "Why not?" "Because it is alot of hassle to take it off, I mean first I have to flip a switch, undo the wires, take out the support, and then take it off! I have to do even more to put it back on!" "But this new arm is nothing compared to that one! This one has nay a memory to send on it's way, plus it smells like detergent." "Welp, that sucks for you." You flash him a dismissive hand gesture and go back to eating pizza. Then Chica decides to put her two cents in.

"You did kinda...cut her arm off, so it seems like a fair trade to me." Foxy looked taken aback. "I did that?" He looked you over, then made a sound like a cross between a humph and a sigh. "Ah yes, I remember. I guess you do deserve it, but don't expect anything else from me." Foxy walked out of the room in a huff, leaving you and Chica to stare at each other, before bursting out into laughter. "Oh my god did you see his face?" Chica said howling with laughter. "I know right!" you agreed, also laughing like a madwoman. "Anyways what was I gonna say? Oh yeah, what drove you to take this job?" Chica asked, looking like she was going to jump out of her seat if someone coughed. "Well, you guys were always my childhood heros, and I guess I wanted to see you again." "Really? We were that awesome?" "Yeah you guys were the when I was a kid.

You and Chica talked for a bit more, when suddenly Bonnie. "Hey dude, how are we, like, gonna explain this to Freddy?" Chica flinched. "Oh crap, yeah that is gonna be weird." Chica thinked for a few seconds, then snapped her fingers. "Wait! Since (y/n) can see us, Freddy will probably just think it's fine! Come on, let's go see him now." Chica suddenly grabbed your hand and tugged you to the stage. There was a large man standing in the middle of the stage with his eyes closed. He was wearing a neatly pressed black suit, and you could see his muscles through his suit. He also was wearing a large top hat, and had some shiny dress shoes. His face was very angular compared to Bonnie and Chica's round faces, and he had a handlebar mustache. Chica walked up to him. "Hey. Hey. Hey! Hey! Wake up you jerk!" Freddy opened one eye, and in a deep voice said "Go away Chica. Unless you killed the night guard I don't want to hear it." "Well, that's the thing. I brought her here, beca-" Freddy's eyes shot open and pierced into your soul.

He was on you in a second, pinning you to the floor. "Onchate, Mademoiselle." he said suavely. "The pleasure is all mine." you said, adrenaline coursing through your veins. "Stange, you can see me." he said, still keeping the smooth voice. "No matter, I'll still kill you." He raised a large hand, curled into a menacing fist. You felt scared of what Freddy may do. You were scared for your life, more importantly. Suddenly you felt like your hooked arm was on fire. The fire spread from your hooked arm to the rest of your body, ending at your eyes. You screamed in pain, and you heard your scream turn into something more mechanical, robotic almost. Freddy suddenly jumped off you in surprise. You felt something cutting your body into pieces, only to be partially rejoined. The last thing you felt was something lifting you up to standing position.

You weren't (y/n) anymore. Now you were Veronica. Veronica was a different person than you. She was a truly bad person, unlike your sort-of-bad person status. She would cut someone just for looking at her funny. Veronica looked at her new body. It was the same size as her old body, but it was segmented like an animatronic's body, but she had still kept her more womanly features. Her body was coloured a pleasant shade of (e/c), and it looked like her hook arm had gotten an upgrade. It was now a much humongous, with wicked hook, with a serrated blade on the inside. She touched her chest, and felt the cold assurance of metal kiss her hand. "God I feel great!" Veronica could see her face reflected in Freddy's eyes. Her jaw only had teeth on the bottom, her front teeth had gone entirely, and it seemed detached from her head, but was held on by a loose series of mechanical parts. Her hair was completely black as compared to (y/n)'s (h/c) hair, and was reduced to a sculpted on array of metal plates and wires dangling from behind her head. Her eyes were a beautiful deep black, and the only color other than black was her two white pupils.

"Still want to kill me, old man?" Veronica asked, eliciting a gasp from Chica. Veronica noticed her voice had gotten a lower pitch than when she was (y/n). Freddy still seemed surprised from Veronica's sudden appearance, and it showed in his normally baritone voice. "Why yes I do, though it looks like you'll put up more of a fight now. I like that in a victim~" He rushed Veronica, however Veronica step to the side causing Freddy to rocket past her and stumble onto the ground. Veronica took the opportunity to rake her hook across his back, tearing a large gash in his suit. Freddy roared in pain as oil spilled from his new wound, eliciting another gasp from Chica. Chica then called to Bonnie "Hey Bonnie! You may want to see this!" Veronica looked over Freddy. "You may look like a human, but your still a robot at heart!" Veronica laughed like a hyena at her "joke", before noticing how pretty her hook looked with oil on it. A long forked tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked the oil off the hook. "Mmm...tastes like pain."

Veronica studied Freddy's prone form. Suddenly Freddy's wound became highlighted in her eyes. Some numbers ran across her vision, accompanied by a cover of static. A line came from the wound, followed by the words "Severe damage has been inflicted to the lower back. Subject will not be able to continue if he sustains further damage." "That's good to know. Thanks brain!" Freddy had started to get up, but not before Veronica had him pinned to the ground. "Deja Vu huh?" Veronica asked Freddy, her hook pressed against his neck. "Fine you win. If you'll excuse me I have to go repair my back." Veronica got off him, and Freddy glumly walked out of the room to backstage.

"Wow... Freddy's never lost a fight before." Chica said dumbstruck. "Dude that was, like, totally rad." Bonnie added. "THAT WAS AWESOME!" Veronica yelled triumphantly, before suddenly becoming cold. Her eyes felt like they would freeze, and eventually this feeling spread to the rest of her body. She suddenly felt exhausted. Veronica fell to the ground. Her vision was completely covered by static, and she blacked out.

You woke up on a table backstage. You were very groggy, and were still adjusting to your surroundings. Then the realization of what you did hit you like a ton of bricks. "Oh jeez I really did that? It's like I was a completely different person. I hope Freddy isn't mad at me." you said aloud. You then noticed Bonnie sitting in a chair across from the table you were laying on. He was studying his nails and eating a slice of pizza. "Oh hey your up. I was wondering if I could ask you a few things." He suddenly appeared next to you. "Can you teleport?" you asked with a hint of un-trust in your voice. "Yes. Question one: What experience do you have here?" You were surprised by the sudden question. "I-I really liked it here as a kid.." "I gathered that from the acceptance to take Foxy's hook arm. Question two: Do you notice that your arm has changed color?" You looked down to find that your hooked arm had changed (e/c). "Well, at least it looks better now." "More or less. Question three: Do you notice anything...strange around your shoulder?"

Now that he mentioned it, your left shoulder did feel a bit colder. You lifted up the arm of your (Insert Something Here) shirt to find that parts of machinery were covering your left shoulder, almost covering the entire thing. "GAH! How'd that get there?!" "Simple. Because you can see us that means that the shoulder has some influence over your body, along with your mind. This has probably been going on for a while, you just haven't noticed it. Final question: Can you leave? It's been six for a while, you should probably go." You looked at your (Insert Something Here) watch, to find that it was six thirty. "Crap! I have to go!" You rushed to the exit, but you heard Bonnie chuckle as you left the room. The exit wasn't that hard to find, it was practically neon, as if they were just asking you to leave. You were excited to get some fresh air, and looked forward to seeing the sun on your face.

You opened the door and stepped outside, before bouncing off an invisible wall. You fell back into the pizzeria, confused and annoyed. You tried again, only to get the same response. "What the crap." You said aloud. "Figures." said a voice you recognized as Bonnie. You turned around to see him sitting at one of the tables with his legs hanging over the side, still eating pizza. "You know you could just, like, I dunno...WALK!" "But teleporting is so much easier." You sighed and tried again to leave. "You should probably stop that, your gonna get a concussion." "Why can't I leave you stupid, purple...robot (?)." "Once again, Foxy's arm has influence over you. None of us can leave the pizzeria. I was surprised they managed to get it out of here in the first place. Maybe it has something to do with being attached to a "living" thing." He took a bite of pizza. "Guess your stuck here with us, forever." He sighed, and teleported out of the room. The only thing you could say was:

"...F***..."