Hi guys! Got hit with inspiration yesterday on New Years! So let's see how this goes, eh?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Five Nights at Freddy's crew, Scott does.
BB sighed, looking down at the tiled floor. "I'm sorry, Freddy. I just wanted to win the game..." he said.
Toy Freddy was in front of him, eyes firm. He sighed. "You should know better than to go over to the office. You could get damaged. Then there's the fact that the old animatronics could hurt you-"
"That's not true! Foxy's really nice!" BB interrupted. "He and I are really good friends! I know he wouldn't hurt me!"
Toy Freddy frowned. "BB, listen to me. The old ones CANNOT be trusted. Their programming has become broken and glitched over the years. Because of that, they're very unpredictable. We don't know what they could do."
He narrowed his eyes. "For all we know, Foxy might just be pretending to be nice so that when you least expect it, he'll put you out of service. Now we can't have that can we?"
"But-"
"No buts, BB. Now, tonight you're going to stay here, alright? If I hear even one of your footsteps leave this area, I will call over Marion to watch you." Toy Freddy said sternly.
BB shuffled his feet. "Please don't. He's kinda creepy...I'll stay." he mumbled. Toy Freddy smiled, patting his head. "Good! I'll see you soon then." he said, before walking off.
BB sighed. This would be a long, quiet night.
"A-AND FURTHERMORE, YOUR L-LACK OF CONDUCT H-HAS ENDED UP WITH U-US BEING U-UNABLE TO-"
"Oh, s-shut up, Fazbear."
Foxy stared boredly at Freddy, having grown tired of his lecture. Freddy glared at him, obviously irritated at being interrupted. Bonnie and Chica watched on silently, looking between the two as if in a tennis match.
"W-we got th' g-guard, didn' we? I don' s-see why it be s-such a problem." Foxy said boredly. "T-the problem is that you w-worked with one of the n-new ones! WE! CANNOT! T-TRUST! THEM!" Freddy said, emphasizing with his hands.
"Who is he anyway? I don't believe I recognize that animatronic." Bonnie asked, his voicebox sounding slightly garbled with static due to being damaged when he lost his face.
Foxy crossed his arms. "H-he be stationed near th' f-front. His job is ta g-give balloons ta any k-kiddies who wan' one. A n-new one, he is. But h-he be friendly and eager, not l-like th' others."
"Who says h-he's not a s-spy for them? He could be p-pretending to be that way so that h-he could deactivate you! That's one thing w-we're certain about the n-new ones." Freddy argued.
"BB be a c-child! Th' new ones d-didn't wan' him ta h-hunt down th' guard! I doubt he e-even knows much abou' o-our little rivalry." Foxy stated, glaring at Freddy.
Freddy groaned. "I d-don't care-but s-stay away from him f-for now. We c-can't take any risks." he ordered. Foxy looked ready to argue, but Freddy had already turned around.
"I'm going t-to roam around f-for a bit. Don't follow me." Freddy stated before leaving the room. Foxy snarled. "All these y-years an' he STILL n-never listens ta th' whole s-story! I swear, I shoul-"
"F-Foxy, calm down. Y-you know how Freddy i-is. Just give h-him time to think a-about it." Chica said, cutting him off. Bonnie nodded in agreement.
"He's just angry at how last night went. Saying things weren't going well between him and Toy Freddy is an understatement. When he found out you had worked with one of the new ones to get the guard, needless to say he wasn't pleased." he said.
Foxy sighed. "...maybe ye b-be righ'. I jus' w-wish he'd give BB a c-chance...do ye hate yer o-other selves too?" he asked, curious. He hadn't met his counterpart yet, but from what he heard they were much more damaged than even Bonnie.
Chica scowled. "W-where do I e-even start? Toy Chica i-is just so, so...so arrogant! She h-has no decency, a-always mocking m-me for my design, t-telling me I s-should head to the scrap yard, o-oh well I'll show her, I'LL-"
Bonnie placed his remaining hand on her shoulder. "Calm down Chica. We do not want you to go 20 mode when there's no guard present." Chica sighed. "R-right..."
Bonnie faced Foxy. "Personally, I do not mind my counterpart. He and I are rather similar when it comes to our roles, actually. Although I wouldn't mind if he stopped gloating about the loss of my face." If he still had said face, he would've winced.
"...I see. Ya do r-realize we'll b-be stuck wit' t-them from now o-on?" Foxy asked. "I k-know. That doesn't m-make it any l-less unpleasant." Chica scoffed.
Bonnie shook his head. "Well, in any case, there's no guard tonight. That gives us a chance to look around a bit. I'm quite curious at how it's changed." he said.
"T-true...I should g-go to the kitchens! M-maybe I can try and b-bake something!" Chica exclaimed happily before she rushed out. Foxy shook his head. Same old Chica.
Bonnie looked at him. "Are you coming?" he asked. Foxy grimaced. "I-I think I'll s-stay here fer n-now. Need ta t-think on some t-things." he answered.
The purple bunny nodded. "Alright. See you later then." he said before leaving the fox alone. Foxy sighed. He wondered how BB was doing. Hopefully he wasn't in too much trouble.
3:30 AM. That was what BB's internal clock said.
He sighed, bored out of his mind. However, he didn't dare wander out of his area. He didn't want to disappoint Toy Freddy any further.
He had spotted some of the others walk by, doing other things now that there was no guard. Toy Chica had popped in to offer some cupcakes she had made, though he had politely declined.
Toy Bonnie had stopped by as well, even chatting with him. He seemed curious at how BB managed to trick the guard. When BB explained, he had laughed heartily, taking great delight at the knowledge.
But now he was alone. He sighed again. His eyes wandered over to the hallway where the Parts and Service room was. He had seen some of the old animatronics come out-but not Foxy.
Maybe he could sneak over there to listen to one of Foxy's stories?
BB glanced around carefully before tiptoeing to the Parts and Service room. He kept pausing, listening carefully who anyone who could be walking over to him.
He crept closer and closer, and was almost there when he heard yelling from a nearby party room. Frowning, his curiosity caused him to stop creeping to the Parts and Service room and instead to the party room.
Peeking around the doorway, his eyes widened. It was Toy Freddy and his older self, Freddy. They were arguing with each other, and it didn't look like either would calm down.
"All I am asking you to do is to keep your crew and self away from my friends." Toy Freddy calmly said, though his eyes were dark. Freddy glared. "D-don't you think I-I'm trying? I don't w-want them interacting with t-the likes of you and your crew!"
"Y-you're all always so f-full of yourselves, thinking you're t-the best!"
"Well, we ARE newer. And we don't smell."
"Whatever! Then t-there's what you did to B-Bonnie-THAT was uncalled f-for!"
"He attacked first. Toy Bonnie was just defending himself."
"I-is that so? So you d-decide to cheer h-him on?"
"Friends encourage each other, don't they? That's a lesson we've always taught."
"..."
"Oh wait, but you no longer do. After all, you are...out of service." Toy Freddy smirked.
Freddy faced Toy Freddy, expression cold. "...a-at least kids didn't s-shudder when I h-hugged them because I w-was made of cold plastic." he retorted.
Toy Freddy's smirk dropped, and his eyes turned black. Freddy had hit a nerve. "Why you BAG OF USELESS BOLTS!" he shouted before charging at Freddy.
Freddy hit the floor, not expecting the charge. However, he soon regained his senses and knocked Toy Freddy off, both eyes not black with white pupils. "Y-YOU'LL REGRET T-THAT!" he shouted.
The two bears began to fight, unknowing of their audience. BB was frozen still, watching in horror. The Toy Freddy he knew was nothing like this. And Freddy seemed to be scarier than he thought.
The fight was starting to be noticed. Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica rushed out and spotted BB. "BB! What's going on?!" Toy Bonnie asked, his red guitar slung on his back.
BB glanced at them, frightened. "The Freddys! They're fighting!" BB squeaked out, pointing to the two. Toy Chica gasped. "Oh no! This is bad!" she screeched.
"No k-kidding, S-sherlock." The three turned to face the old Bonnie and Chica. Chica narrowed her eyes. "W-what did y-you guys do?" she hissed.
Toy Chica glared. "We did nothing wrong! We just heard fighting and came to see this!" She gestured to the two Freddys.
Bonnie looked over, alarmed. "We need to stop them. Otherwise, they might damage each other too severely." He said. "For once, I agree with old me. BB, stay here. We got this." Toy Bonnie said, looking at the boy.
BB gulped, before nodding. He didn't want to know what would happen if one of the Freddys managed to hit him. It wouldn't be a pretty sight...
He watched as the two pairs went in, trying to break up the fight. The Bonnies were each trying to grab their respective Freddy to keep them from hitting each other, while the Chicas were in between them trying to calm them down.
He heard a yawn. "Oh dear...what's going on NOW?" BB gulped and turned around, facing the Marionette himself. The Marionette yawned again, looking irritated as he always did when he woke up. Behind him, strings attaching him to his box trailed behind.
"Oh, uh, well the Freddys began fighting each other. They're trying to stop them." BB explained nervously. He was always uneasy around the Marionette. He just seemed to emit a sort of scary aura.
The Marionette groaned. "Is that so? It's so loud I can hear it even in my box." He complained as he crossed his arms. "You could help..." BB started to say, before trailing off as the Marionette gave him a deadpan look.
"And risk getting my strings all tangled up in their wires? No thank you." he said, scoffing. He looked up suddenly. "Perhaps you could lend a hand dear friend?" he asked.
BB looked up, confused at who the Marionette was talking to when he gasped. He hadn't noticed that Mangle had crawled over, just above them.
Mangle nodded its animatronic head before rushing into the room. It wrapped itself around Freddy, helping Bonnie subdue him. However, Toy Freddy suddenly broke free from Toy Bonnie's hold.
"Fred! You need to calm down!" Toy Chica screeched as she pushed him back. "NOT UNTIL HE PAYS FOR WHAT HE SAID!" Toy Freddy shouted, pushing her to the side. Toy Chica yelped in surprise, while Chica tried to block him from Freddy.
It all happened so quickly. One minute BB was watching the old trio and Mangle hold off Toy Freddy as Toy Bonnie helped Toy Chica up.
Then suddenly Toy Freddy was charging toward him, Bonnie having directed him toward them to the doorway, unfortunately where BB was. The Marionette immediately ran, but BB stood still, eyes wide in terror.
The next thing BB knew, he was picked up and going at a very fast speed past Toy Freddy, who crashed into the wall. He looked up as he stopped, before smiling happily.
"Foxy!" he exclaimed.
Foxy was glaring at Toy Freddy. "W-what in blazes w-were ya tryin' ta d-do?!" he snarled, obviously pissed. He was clutching the young animatronic tightly, careful not to poke him with his hook.
Foxy had still been in the Parts and Service room when he heard the fight. After peeking out and seeing the others head over there, he thought the matter would be taken care of and started to go back in.
Then he spotted BB. Delighted, he was about to go over to him when the Marionette appeared. Deciding it'd be best to stay away from any of the other new animatronics, he hid behind the door, peeking out.
He had ran out as fast as he could when he noticed BB freezing in terror while the Marionette had ran off. If he hadn't gotten there in time...he didn't want to think about it.
Now he stood glaring at the new animatronic. What was he thinking, trying to hurt one of his own? He needed to calm down!
Toy Freddy stumbled from the wall, groaning. His head had been dented from the impact, and now it was stuck facing the right. Toy Chica ran out of the room, and gasped seeing him.
"Fred! Oh, I was afraid of this happening!" she fretted as she examined him. "Fred, how do you feel?" she asked. "Quite...disoriented...BB? BB, are you alright?" Toy Freddy asked, twisting his head back to normal as he faced BB.
"He b-be fine! Ye s-should be glad I w-was able ta s-save him before ye w-was able ta smash him i-into smithereens!" Foxy snapped. BB gulped. "I-I'm fine, Fred. Just...don't do that again, please."
Toy Freddy looked devastated. He could see BB was afraid of him. "Of course...I'm sorry BB." he said. He turned toward the room and looked at Freddy.
"We'll settle this another time." he said, ignoring the scathing look from Freddy. "Alright, now that's enough! Come on Fred, we gotta fix that dent in your head..." Toy Chica said as she led him away.
Foxy shook his head. The new animatronics were much more violent than he thought. "Um, Foxy? You can put me down now." BB said, looking up at him. Foxy blinked, not realizing he was still holding him.
"Oh, right. S-sorry lad." he apologized, carefully placing BB down. Toy Bonnie walked over. "You alright bud? Sorry I wasn't able to hold Fred back." he said. "Y-yeah, I'm fine now." BB replied, smiling shakily.
Toy Bonnie faced Foxy. "Well...I guess I have to thank you for saving BB here. So...thank you." He stated, smiling sheepishly.
Foxy nodded. "Twas n-no problem. Jus' t-try ta control yer l-leader's temper, ya hear?" he said. Toy Bonnie winced, before nodding. "Right. Come on Mangle, we better check on Fred." he said, looking up.
As the two left (with Foxy mentally stunned at how his counterpart looked), he faced the others. Freddy was calm now, but was sternly looking at BB. BB hid behind Foxy's legs.
"...so. You're BB, a-aren't you?" Freddy asked. BB fidgeted, before nodding. "Y-yes sir! Um, it stands for Balloon Boy. Um, I'm sorry if I made you mad with working with Foxy, but I really like him!"
"I don't know why you don't like my friends, but can I please stay friends with Foxy? I really like his stories! They're really fun to listen to! Pleeeeeeeease?" BB pleaded.
Foxy watched Freddy carefully, not making a sound. On the outside, he looked neutral, if not a bit wary. But inside, he was silently hoping Freddy would agree and not try to hurt BB.
Freddy looked at BB for a few moments in silence before his face softened. "Very well. J-just be w-warned, your...friends m-may not like it." he said.
BB nodded. "I understand! Thank you sir!" he said happily. Freddy chuckled. "Please, j-just call me Freddy. T-that'll be fine." He stood straight.
"W-well, I've had enough e-excitement for one n-night. Good night." he said, before heading off to the Parts and Service room.
Foxy sighed in relief. "Arrgh, tha' h-had ta be one o' t-th' most tense moments o' me l-life." he said. BB giggled.
Suddenly he was picked up by Chica. "Aww! Aren't you j-just the cutest t-thing!" she squealed. BB yelped. "Um, thank you ma'am?" he squeaked. Chica beamed, hugging him tightly. "Chica, j-just Chica! Oh, you're so a-adorable!"
Bonnie chuckled. "Don't break him, Chica." "I know, b-but he's so C-CUTE!" Chica gushed. "Control yourself...hello BB. I'm Bonnie. Nice to finally meet you." Bonnie greeted.
"Um...hello Bonnie. Nice to meet you too." BB replied. "OH HE'S SO CUTE WHEN HE'S POLITE!" Chica squealed. BB's cheeks seemed to turn redder. "Foxy...help?" he asked, looking over at the pirate.
Foxy chuckled, shrugging. "Nothin' I-I can do, lad. J-just be glad she l-likes ya." he said, grinning slightly. BB looked over at Bonnie desperately, who shrugged in amusement.
BB groaned while Chica hugged him tighter. "Welcome t-to our little f-family, BB!" she exclaimed.
Haha BB, looks like you're going to be cuddled by Chica from now on! XD Well I finally finished this chapter, I hope you guys like it. If you're wondering, the Toys don't call each other by their official names, only nicknames. That's why they referred to Toy Freddy as Fred. XD Yeah...
Please leave a review, advice is appreciated, and flames will be used to create glass~ :) Cause why the heck not?
