The movers that came that morning had seen the animatronics in many odd positions, but none were odder than today's: The Fazbear Four all joined around a table, half-eaten slices of pizza in their hands. There was a fifth spot and a fifth slice with no one beside it, but the movers dismissed it as Chica wanting a second slice. They moved the animatronics back to their places; corporate specifically stated the animatronics would not go out. One mover found a mysterious secret room, and called his superiors about it. They immediately told him to re-seal up the room to the best of his abilities.
Freddy stretched awake and cricked his neck, his human joints snapping into place. "That was a good sleep…"
Bonnie yawned as he stretched awake. "Wow, we're still human…" Chica woke up next. They listened, and heard it was still raining outside.
Foxy brandished his hook from the curtains, showing he was awake. He then opened the curtains and exited his stage. "This be a reoccuring theme, lads."
"We can't stay human like this..." Chica sighed, feeling her empty stomach. "We won't have enough food to last."
"But if we don't have any food in here, does that mean...we'll have to go outside?" Freddy looked over to the entrance of the place.
"I'm not sure." Bonnie looked to the entrance as well. "If we go out, there's no guarantee we'll find food."
"Don't we need money for that?" Chica asked.
"Good point," Freddy stated. "Where are we supposed to get money from?"
"The cash register?" Foxy looked over to the dusty metal machine at the front desk.
"You really think they'd leave cash here…?" Freddy asked.
"Even so, we don't know how to open it..." Chica recalled seeing cashiers punch a special button, but she couldn't tell which one.
"Unless..." Bonnie came over to the old machine and studied it. He then looked back to Freddy and gave a sly smirk. "Big guy? Care to do the honors?" Freddy smirked, and approached the cash register. Cracking his knuckles first, he brought back his fists and hit the cash register. It broke open, revealing a few dollars and some coins; it wasn't much, but enough for food. Bonnie took out the cash and ran a hand through it. "Alright, let's split this."
"How are we gonna do it?" Chica asked, picking up the coins in the little container to the side. "Does anyone know how to count…? D-Divide?"
"I...I think I do." Freddy took the cash from his friend and sorted it into different piles for each person.
"How did you do that?" Bonnie asked, curious.
"I had a good view of the cash register." The former bear smirked at his work. There were only 24 dollars left in the machine; that left 6 dollars to each.
Bonnie picked up his stack and looked at it sadly. "This is it?"
"Wait, what about the coins?" Chica asked, holding them up; she was so busy looking at the coins, Freddy didn't count them.
"There's just about a dollar in change," Freddy stated, looking at her hand. "Overall, that's six dollars and twenty-five cents each."
"Here, divide them for us…" Chica dumped the change into the former bear's hands.
"You know how much it is just by looking at it?" Bonnie smiled. "Big guy, I'm impressed."
"Well, when you're singing the same song on loop, you find ways to distract yourself from it. It was either learn to count change or see how many kids couldn't keep their pizza down." Freddy could easily recall the janitor coming over many times. Once they all gathered their money, all four of them peered at the door.
Bonnie asked, trying to hide his nervousness, "Should we go out right now? S-surely there's more food in the kitchen somewhere..."
"No offense, lad," Foxy put a hand on the former bunny's shoulder, "But I don't think we can survive on weeks-old pizza for much longer."
"It's not that old," Chica scoffed and stuck out her tongue.
"Ye won't be saying that when you're throwin' up" Foxy retorted.
Freddy was quick to break up the argument. "Let's save the topic of food poisoning for another time, guys. We need to decide who goes and who stays."
"I'll...stay." Bonnie backed away from the rest of the group, and the door. "I...I don't like outside. Or people."
"Fair enough. Chica, do you want to come?"
"Of course." She smiled, and took Freddy's hand. "You ready to go?"
"Absolutely." Freddy smiled back.
Foxy keeps his arm around the former bunny. "I'll stay with Bonnie. Can't let him hold down the fort by himself..."
"Okay, stay safe," Freddy told them as he and Chica left their home. Chica hugged herself once they came outside, the rain making her whole body shiver.
"W-We should find some umbrellas…" Suddenly, Chica felt warmth overcome her, but she soon noticed the brown coat draped over her. Freddy had given her his.
"That's got to be warmer than your dress…" He gives a smirk.
"Thanks…" Chica made sure the jacket was tight around her shoulders. "Are you sure you'll be okay without it?" Freddy only had his hat, vest, shirt and tie now.
"I'll be fine." Freddy seemed to be unaffected by the downpour. They started to walk down the block.
"So...where are we going?"
"There's got to be a late-open takeout place around here somewhere..." The former bear searched the street.
"Please don't let it be a chicken place…" Chica sounded concerned, but she was really joking. Freddy couldn't help but laugh. They continued to look, passing many different restaurants. The duo eventually found a 24-hour diner. Incidentally, it was a pizzaria.
"Heh, what are the odds?" Freddy entered the pizzaria with Chica. The two of them approach the counter, a man in an apron on the other side.
"Can I help you?" the man asked.
"M-may I have a slice of cheese pizza?" Chica asked like there's a possibility they might not even have it.
"A-And can we get about four others?" Freddy added, hoping he wasn't sounding too demanding.
"Of course," the man replied. "It'll take a few minutes."
"Do we even have enough money for that?" Chica whispered.
"I think so," Freddy reassured her. "I doubt it'll cost that much."
"But what if it does...?"
Freddy looked back to the man behind the counter. "Uh, how much is this gonna cost?"
"$12.50, exactly," he replied.
"That's all of our money…" Chica frowned, but took out the cash. The man returned with the pizzas, and took their money, too. Both Freddy and Chica put their money down on the counter. Taking the pizza, they leave the pizzaria, and walk back down to their own. Chica doesn't even wait until they're back to eat her slice; she opens the box and begins chowing down on it.
"Wow, you really do love pizza," Freddy commented on Chica's ravenousness. They made it back to their home quickly, remembering the way back. Foxy and Bonnie approached them as they entered.
"Did everything go well, lads?" Foxy asked.
"Everythin' whent goo'" Chica answered, stuffing down the last of her pizza into her mouth. Once she's finished, she asked, "What about you guys?"
"Everything went fine here," Bonnie stated. The four went to a table to eat properly.
Freddy handed two slices to Foxy and Bonnie. "Eat up, guys." He then took a bite from his own slice. Bonnie started to eat, while Chica started to regret she didn't get a second slice. "I hope we're able to survive on pizza for as long as this lasts. I doubt it's any good for these bodies..."
"C'mon big guy…" Bonnie pushed his slice away, having only eaten half of it. "It's just six hours each day. What's the worst that could happen?" Chica noticed he was done eating and finished up the slice for him.
"Obesity? Heart failure? Stop me if I go too far," Freddy replied in a sarcastic tone.
"You've already gone too far, lad." Foxy snickered, finishing off his pizza.
Chica frowned after hearing this. "B-But I can't stop eating...I-I won't stop eating!"
Bonnie placed a hand on her shoulder. "Look, we can't stay human forever. Whatever caused this, it will end soon."
"When will it end, Bonnie?" Freddy countered. "A week? A month? For all we know, this could be permanent."
"Freddy, we don't know that, just relax." Foxy said. "Ye can't solve every problem. You're only one man, captain."
"Yeah, and if Chica gets fat," Bonnie snickered. "We'll deal with it."
"Hey!" Chica slapped the back of the former bunny's head. Freddy smirked at Bonnie's comment, but frowned as he thought about Foxy's words.
"Only one man...one man…" He suddenly grabbed the pirate's shoulder. "Golden Freddy! He's still in the room!"
"Wh-what's so bad about that?" Bonnie shifted in his seat.
"Didn't the guys board it up today?" Chica remembered two men hauling in boards to where the hidden door was.
"We can't just leave him in there." Freddy frowned. "What if he dies in human form or something?"
"You're worrying again, lad," Foxy stated.
"That...he isn't exactly human," Bonnie added. "I'm sure he'll be fine.."
"I...I guess so." Freddy gave a defeated sigh and leaned back in his chair.
Foxy puts his hook around his shoulder. "Don't worry, cap'n."
"Can't Golden Freddy teleport anyways?" Chica pointed out. Suddenly, the group heard a creepy girl's giggle from the back of the party room. The Fazbear Four all look back and see Golden Freddy, sitting in the corner. He's sitting like he usually does, arms slumped to the sides and head tilted, but instead of his usual disjointed grin, he was frowning. Chica then got up out of her seat and approached him. "H-Hey, buddy, you wanna join us?" Bonnie nearly panicked, jumping out of his seat to stop her, but stopped himself before he looks too frightened.
Golden Freddy looked up at Chica, his head still tilted. "Y...yes.." he replied softly. Chica reached out a hand, and Golden Freddy grabbed it. Bonnie let out a high-pitched squeak, but he hoped the others hadn't noticed. Golden Freddy sat with the others, and noticed the extra slice Freddy had laid out for him.
"Here you go, Goldie." Freddy smiled, hoping he was getting on the good side of his rotting copy.
"B-Birthday boy...gets first dibs…" Golden Freddy replied absentmindedly as he took a bite of the slice. Chica gasped as she heard those words. She recalled the memory from yesterday she had of a boy pushing her out of a chair. At first, she thought it was Freddy, but as she thought harder and harder, she saw the boy was in a yellow hat and had a yellow shirt.
"You! You-You're him! Th-the kid from the party!"
"Party?" Freddy asked, surprised from Chica's outburst. "The party where we died?"
"What's wrong, lass?" Foxy asked.
"He…" Chica got up out of her seat, her eyes turning black. "YOU PUSHED ME!"
"Ch-Chica!" Bonnie got up after her. "C-Calm dow-!" Chica punched Bonnie in the face.
"Bonnie!" Foxy ran to his fallen friend's aid. Both of the Freddys grab Chica's arms and pin her down.
"Chica! Stop it!" Freddy yelled, holding back underlying rage.
"St-stop….it!" Golden Freddy seconded. Chica struggled and screamed for a few more seconds. After a little while, she stopped and frowned.
"I-I'm sorry…" Freddy and Golden Freddy let her go and helped her to her feet.
"S-Sorry…" Golden Freddy apologized, knowing that he had caused her outburst.
"No, I'm sorry…" Chica stood on her own, frowning. "It was a stupid reason to get upset." Without another word, Golden Freddy picked up his slice of pizza he had dropped in his haste. With a blank expression, he held it out to Chica like an offering. "No, you deserve it more than me..." Chica pushed it back to Golden Freddy.
"Y-Yeah, she already had...m-my slice..." Bonnie got up with Foxy's help. He noticeably had a black eye from Chica's punch.
She cringed. "Sorry I clocked you so hard."
"It's okay, r-really."
Golden Freddy took another bite of his slice, and looked around the group. "So...what happened...to m-my...door?"
"People closed it up because they didn't want it opened in the first place," Bonnie explained.
"Didn't you see them?" Chica asked, looking at his eyes. "Or, can you not...see...?" She almost reached out towards his open eyeholes, but figured it would be rude to touch.
"I can... see, just not...very well. I never saw...people." Golden Freddy felt the edge of his empty sockets.
"Well, at least you were able to get out, lad. Yer brother here was gettin' worried about you," Foxy chuckled, giving Freddy a nudge.
"He's not my brother." The former bear seemed put off by the term.
"Ye might as well be."
"Yeah...I can't really see them as...related." Bonnie shakes his head.
"R-Related?" Golden Freddy tilted his head.
"We're not related, Goldie," Freddy told him again for good measure. They all nod in agreement, and then wait for Golden Freddy to finish his pizza slice to talk again.