CHAPTER 3: Way Past Cool

As little Emily makes her way into darkness, she spots a light coming from one of the other rooms, as she walks toward it, what she finds is nothing but an empty stage. "Why are the lights on? I thought it was closed for good..." As she navigates through the maze of tables she stumles on a beer bottle and falls backward.
"OW! What the..." She picks up the beer bottle, and inspects it. "Samual Jackson's Rum"
All of a sudden, out of nowhere "SAMUAL JACKSON, MOTHERFUCKER!" in a whispering tone, echoed throughout the Pizzaria. "Wh...wha...was...was a g-g-g-g-ghost?!"
She gets up, shivering, terrorfied. "I'm leaving now.." As she turns around. "YARRRRR WHY YE BE LEAVIN' FER?! STICK AROUND, YOUNG LASS!" All she does is stare in sheer terror at the man's vulpine like, eyepatched face.
"..Lass?" Says the man, but gets no response. He kneels down to her level, but she still stares up, looking past his head. "Are ye okay?" He says as he pokes her taps her cheeck with his cold, metal palm. No response. "Uh oh.. me thinks me broke the poor lass." She finally falls over, And awakes a couple of minutes later. "Where.. am.."
"YE BE AT THE FAZBEAR PLACE!" Says the Fox. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Shrieks the little white haired girl. "Ugh.. Foxy..
this is why you were pulled offstage! All of the kids are scared of you!" Says a curvy, yellow chicken as she enters the room. "But how can the kiddies be scared of the Good ol' Pirate!" "Well, you look like a metal zombie for one, and you constantly yell." "I DO NOT YELL AT ALL, LASS! IT'S ONLY ME NORMAL PIRATE VOICE!"
"You just did, you miserable drunk!" As the two argue, a bear walks into the room. "Settle down you two! We are in the presence of children! Now, little girl, what is your name?" He gets no response but the sound of tears dripping onto the wooden table. "We're not going to hurt you, little girl! We're friendly! "YEE! WE BE THE FRIENDLIST GROUP O' BOTS IN THE COUNTRY!" the pirate says as he brandeshes his hook in front of her face. "Foxy, you're not helping." "I'm sorry, I guess I am kinda scary..." Emily's eyes are darting from one bot, to the other in sheer terror. The bear leans in closer to her face."
"I know you're scared, but trust me. We're not harmful, we're your friends. And this old bear doesn't lie! Tell her, Toy Chica!
"Yeah, he doesn't lie, especially when it's about how Foxy doesn't stop replaying Jolly Roger Bay on Mario 64." "THAT BE THE BEST LEVEL IN THE GAME!" "You just like it because is has a pirate ship!" "THAT BE WHY IT IS THE BEST!" As the two bicker, the old bear rubs his forehead. "I'm sorry about these two, little one. They're not like this all the time. It's just one of those days. What is your name?"
"It...it..." she stutters. "Go ahead, little one. I won't bite." Chica giggles a bit. "Yeah! He's not Foxy!" "OOOHHHHHHH! YE DIRTY BIRDY!
YOU ALONG EVERYONE ELSE PROMISED NEVER TO SPEAK ABOUT THAT! ME WASN'T MESELF THAT DAY! I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING!" The bear growls, "BE QUIET, GO TO YOUR RESPECTIVE POSITIONS!" Both of them reply with a defeated "Yes, Sir..." The bear let's out a mechanical sigh. "Those two... Anyway, what is your name?" "It...It's Mary. B-But my friend's call me Emily" The bear smiles at her.
"My name is Freddy Fazbear. May I call you Emily?" Emily smiles a little. "Yeah." Freddy pats her on the head a couple of times, before giving her head a good rub. "Thank you, Emily! What do you say I show you around?" "Yeah! That'd be great!" As the two leave the stage room, they enter the Pirate's Cove, which has some parts scattered around. "WHO BE THAR?!" "Stop doing that, Foxy. You'll scare the little tots!" Said a female voice."
"Who's that?" Said Emily. "Um, we should go, a few of my friends are..hard to look at." "No way! I wanna meet all of them! I love robots! And I don't scare easily!" Just as she says that, decending from the cieling, a white fox-like head slides down, slowly. Emily gasps. "Ohh reallllyyyy?. I can see your fear. We Animatronics can see.."
Her head slowly spins in a 360 degree motion "EEEVVERRRYYYTHIINNNGGG." Emily is staring in fear. "So don't lie." Emily still stares. "NAH! Just kidding! What's your name?
Mine's Mangle. But my street name's Mang." "...Mine is Emily. Nice to meet you, Mangle!" Mangle decends from the cieling onto the floor. "Whoa! You're like a Terminator!"
"Well that's not very nice! I don't terminate anything but bad feelings in kids!" "Yarr! That be a lie, Mangle! You just gave her the willies just a moment ago!" She looks at the pirate fox. "Well, I usually do that. Anyway, what is a kid doing here at an hour like this? It's like..9:30. We closed an hour ago." "Ye brain has has been scrambled. We got closed down for good a week ago!" "WHAT?! WHEN?!" "Me thinks you have been sniffing ye own product. I just said a week ago." Retorted the pirate fox. "...Well in any case..
You probably shouldn't be here. Seeing as we're..closed for good." She says in a depsressed tone. "I don't care! I wanna meet all of you! You're all way past cool!"
"You..You think I'm cool? I thought I was a monster.. But you really think I'm cool?" "I sure do!" As Emily walked up to the-what? Oh! Hello Mr. Stewart! You want to read this too?
Well I'll let you read it. I have to go home anyway. I got to work on acting for my next movie. ..Alright, I'll leave you to it.
Hello, Everyone. Patrick Stewart here, I will be picking up where Mr. Freemen left off. Now, where were we... Ah!
As Emily walked up to hug the mangled animatronic, she finds herself wrapped up in a snake like coil. "Aww, you're the cutest robot ever!" Says the little wrapped up Emily.
Mangle giggles a little. "Well, isn't that sweet? It seems Mangle found herself her very first friend since the discontructioning. I guess I'll leave you two to play together."
He walks off, whistleing a tune. Emily examines Mangle's body. "So.. How did this happen, Mangle?" "Well, I was programmed to do puppetearing to the little ones, much younger than you. But instead of a puppet reading to the toddlers, the toddlers would rather take me apart." "Oh... I kind of came in to this place to do the same. I wanted to see what you guys looked like underneath." A deep robotic voice comes from behind them. "Well I guess my face is already done for you!" Emily looks behind her. "AHHH!" she shrieks.
"Yeah I get that a lot." Emily look at the purple bunnie's faceless cavity. "Oh.. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!" "Nah, it's okay. I haven't felt complete in a long time. No insult can make me feel worse." Mangle uncoils her new friend an retreats to the ceiling. "Aww.." She walks over to the big bunny, and gives him a big hug.
"Does this make you feel better, you big purple bunny?" "Heh.. it kinda does." "Your face..less..ness doesn't bother me! Robots are the coolest!" "Wow, thanks kid. You remind me of the good old days." "How did your face get...defaced? You're a big guy." "For you.. But I was deatcivated so they could do this." "That's so mean! I would never have let that happen to you!" "You're a sweet kid, you know that? If only the other brats were more like you. This world would be a better place." "I guess.." Mangle speaks up.
"So, what would we do together?" Emily's stomach growls. "I guess I should go back home and eat." "Nonsense! We got our very own cook here! Though, she's... Eh. You won't be afraid of her." The purple bunny shows her to the kitchen, where a yellow chicken with 2 mouths is already putting a pepporoni pizza into the oven. "MMMM This is gonna be better than pussy!" The chicken says with a southern accent. "AHEM... Chica, this is.. Emily.." "Uh, hi, Chica." Chica goes wide eyed. "OMYGOSH I'm so sorry that you had to hear that!
Just forget I ever said it!" "..It's okay, my dad says I have a nasty worthless pussy anyway.. Even though I don't know what that is anyway." "Well shame on your father for saying that to you! This pizza that's comin' up is going to be all for you! Bless your heart!" About 30 minutes pass and she pops the pizza out of the oven, cuts it into 8ths, and places the sliced on a pan, and sets it in front of her. Shortly after, the entire pizza is wolfed down by this small girl. "Wow, you must have been hungry!" Exclaimed the chicken. With a tiny hiccup, the girls responds with: "Only because the pizza was so good!" Out of nowhere, they hear a guitar solo in one of the other rooms. "What is that?" Asked the white haired loli. "That be the one whom he calls himself, "The Blue Murder" " Emily jumps a bit from fright "AHH! C-Could you please stop doing that!" "Ah, sorry lass. It's a habbit from the ol' pirating days." Chica looks at Foxy. "You were never a pirate! You aren't even a real pirate!" Foxy takes a quick swig from his Rum. "SHUT UP, YA BIRD! I-it's hard realizing that!"
He starts sobbing, tilts his head back, and gulps down the entire bottle of Samual Jackson's Rum, promptly after, he falls over. "Can we meet the The Blue Murder?" Asks Emily.
"Sure, but be careful around him... He once hit Freddy with a guitar because he said that he wasn't playing his Guitar right." Retorts the chicken. As the make way to the Men's bathroom,
where the blue bunny resides. "Who's this little pile of filth?" Chica blinks a bit, dumbstruck that he said that in front of a 10 year old girl. "My name's Em-" "Shut your shit hole, kid. You're nothing but filth. Just like me." Says the bunny. Before Emily can respond, he plays a loud guitar riff. He looks at the girl, looking up and down, examining her. "You're too pure. You make me sick. Go die." "NOW WAIT JUST A MIN-" He rudely plays a riff to interupt little Emily. "If only you can feel the suffering that I feel... Clyde.. I miss you..." Emily looks at Chia with a confused look. "Who is Clyde?" "Clyde was his favorite guitar. He loved that thing like it was a living being. But one of the kids stole it." Retorts Chica. "I know the lil' shit who stole it..
His name.. is Jacky Hallop." "WAIT I KNOW THAT KID! He lives across the street from me! I remember him saying that he got a nw guitar a couple of years ago. I could get it back for you!"
Splurts Emily with a cheerful expression. "Heh.. If you get my guitar back, I'll treat you like a normal kid. Until then, you're just a lil' shit. Get out before I back your face in, you cunt."
Emily rushes out, fearing a guitar would impact her face at any moment. "Is that all of you?" Emily asked. "No, but.. The others are..somewhere else... I don't know where." Chica says. "I think I'll hang...around...here...-yawn-" "Well, looks like someone's a bit tired. Must have been the Pizza." Half eyed, she looks up at chica. "Can I sleep here? My family is horrible..."
"Of course ya can sweetie.. As long as we get permission from your parents." "Please no! They can't know I'm here! I..I hate them! I wanna murder them! All they've done is torture me for my whole life!" Bark Emily. Chica's eyes grow bigger. "Whoa, ok, darlin'... You can stay here. But I don't know where you can sleep." A voice is heared from the ceiling. "I know where she can.
In pirates Cove with me and Foxy." "I don't think she wants to sleep with Fox-" "Yayy! I get to sleep with a pirate!" Excretes Emily with a tone of happiness. Smiling, the voice known as Mangle picks her up and carries her to the cove, already the curtains from the out of order cover are made into blankets. Mangle gently lowers her down onto the makeshift bed, which is made out of some pillows found in the back. Emily yawns again. As Mangle covers her, she wraps her arms and body around her like a snake. AND, LIKE AN RKO, OUT OF NOWHERE: "WHAT ARE YE DOIN' IN MY COVE?!" "H-Hi.. foxy..lay down with us! You could be like my dad!" Foxy blinks a couple of times. "What...What...No." "Plleaaaseee?" "-sigh-, I never could resist a young lass like yeself." As he slinks down, ne cuddles up to her, as does Emily, to him. But all of a sudden, the front door bursts open. "FUCKING SHIT BUISCIT! THESE ASSHOLES HAVE THE NERVE TO ASK ME TO WORK ON HOURS THAT AREN'T EVEN NEEDED! FUCKING HELL!" The man saying this appears to be a security guard of some sort. As he walks past the cove, he notices Emily. "OH, FUCKING KIDS NOW ARE WE?!" Foxy and Mangle get a surprised look on their faces. "W-what?! No! She asked us too! The lass has family issues and decided to sleep h-" "I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! FUCKING ANIMATRONICS AND YOUR PERVERTED WAYS! FUCK YOU I GOTTA TAKE A DUMP!" He storms off to the male restroom, and all they hear is crashing, and glass breaking. And echoing through the building "AND STAY OUT YOU FUCKING EMO FAILURE OF A GUITARIST!" Foxy whispers in Emily's ear: "now, little lass, just ignore the man and fall asleep, sail the seven seas of dreamworld with me." And with that, Emily falls fast asleep.