Chapter 3...I am on a roll...a kaiser roll...hyuk hyuk

Disclaimer: I want to own 5 Nights at Freddy's...I do not...but it belongs to Scott Cawthon...lucky game maker guy

"Speaking"

Thoughts


Bon immediately rushed over to the game room, intent on getting the marionette that lived there to help stop Fred and Chic, ignoring the pleas from Mangle as he did. When the young bunny got there, he felt his servos nearly freeze up, the game corner was in shambles, the counter top smashed in as if by a hammer or heavy object and several prizes torn and scattered.

"Marion? Marion! P…Please sa…say something!" Bon was panicking, Marionette, whom everyone knew as Marion was the oldest animatronic there and often helped the animatronics deal with problems whether emotional, physical, or mental. However, he was very frail and easily damaged, on top of this, he had a weak power source which required him staying in his box nearly ninety percent of the time. "Marion…p…pl…please…we need y…your help!" Bon sadly looked at the remains of the game corner before spotting the large box in which the marionette resided.

The bunny's heart sank, noticing the condition it was in, holes punched in the sides and the lid nearly ripped off, one of the sides splintered, and worst of all…Marion, dangling helplessly over one of the sides. Pain filled wheezes escaping the puppet as he helplessly struggled to climb back into the box that was his home. "Ma…Marion? Oh no…w…what did they do to you and your home?!" Bon sniffled as he walked over to the helpless puppet before gently picking up the frail animatronic and easing him back into the tattered box, the puppet giving the young blue bunny a weak smile after he settled in the bottom of the box.

"Y…You…a…are t…too kind y…young bonnie…for…forgive an o…old a…animatronic…t…those two…w…wretches were in…intent on k…killing the guard…w…when…I refused th…them…they tore into the corner a…and then my home…" the elder animatronic coughed and groaned as he sat at the bottom of the box, closing his black eyes as he plugged into the power source situated there. "T…they plan t…to rewire…th…the old animatronics…i…including your b…brother…W…When they threatened...t…to dismantle me…I had no choice…b….but to give them the a…access code to the lock on parts and service" the puppet gazed sadly up at the crying bunny before lifting himself and placing a hand on the younger animatronic's cheek.

"They can't do that, hasn't my brother and his friends suffered enough?! I…I don…don't know what to do…Marion…I want to save the night guard…b…but TF…a…and Chic…t…they're s…so much stronger than…m…me" the blue bunny sobbed as the puppet gently ran its hand in calming circles on the younger animatronic's back.

"No…no…shhhh…you are stronger than you give yourself credit for…you are kind…you are young, but your heart is what makes you strong…physical strength pales in comparison to the strength of kindness and gentleness…and you have those in spades…I cannot help you directly…but I know someone who can…though you might need to hurry and find him…his name is Foxy the pirate…he wasn't put into parts and service…and no one knows about his existence with the exception of management and myself…if you hurry, you can find him in storage…although he tends to wander…so you may have to search the rest of the pizzeria…Mangle, I know you're up there as well…see if you can reach the guard and give him help…even if it is only to distract the animatronics or give him advice…" the puppet smiled as he glanced up at the dangling animatronic in the ceiling.

"WhAt If hE REfuSes To LisTEn?" Mangle looked sadly at the puppet and bunny lowering herself to meet the puppet's eyes.

"Then interfere with the others…try and get them to waste as much time as possible…any way you can…I doubt BB will be any trouble…but definitely be on the lookout for Fred, Freddy, Chic, Chica, and Bonnie…Bon, find Foxy as fast as you can…he's the strongest of the old animatronics and the fastest…find him, quick!" at that the puppet snapped back into his box, the lid sliding some back into place as the bunny and fox heard the music box being wound.

"Find Foxy?! I don't even know what Foxy looks like! How can I find him if I don't know what to look for?!" Bon was whimpering and pacing before stopping as he felt a gently caress behind one of his ears, he then looking up at Mangle and smiling some.

"Do WhaT MariOn sAiD…FoXY waNDeRs FroM s…s…s…SToRagE tO oThER arEas of ThE PizZerIA…YoU cAN d…d…d…Do It sWeEtY" Mangle smiled as the bunny stopped crying before nodding, a determined look on his face.

"I will…I will find Foxy and we'll save Mr. Night guard from Fred and Chic's plan! I'll make sure to save my friend and the others!" with that the bunny ran off from the game corner, Mangle smiling to herself as she slinked back into the darkness of the ceiling before sliding her mismatched body towards the main hall, grimacing at the sight of the parts and service door open.

We must hurry…I doubt the old animatronics will stay there for long…hopefully young Bonnie finds this Foxy in time…or his night guard is doomed…What am I saying? I still can give the guard advice or disrupt the others and buy time! At this Mangle continued slinking her way towards where the security office was, hoping that her jumbled appearance wouldn't frighten the young man seated there.

-EARLIER-

Jeremy whistled cheerfully as he entered the office that would be his station at around 11:45 pm. The young man glancing at the desk, noticing the fold up tablet, phone, and fan set on it. The cheerful night guard grinning as he sat down in the chair and prepared for what he thought would be an easy night.

"120 dollars a week just to sit and watch over an empty pizzeria…man I couldn't have landed an easier gig, sit here for 6 hours and just swap cameras…nothing hard about th.." the guard paused as the phone began to ring, Jeremy blinking before hitting the hands free option and clearing his throat, "uh…hello? Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria of Fun and Fantasy…Jeremy Fitzgerald speaking…."

"Hello?! Hello…if you're hearing this…you made a terrible decision on career choices!"

Jeremy blinked and laughed to himself, obviously someone was having fun with him. "Ok ok, how in what way did I make a terrible career choice? Please do enlighten me oh great phone guru" the guard smirked and swiveled in his chair while waiting for the phone guy to continue.

"The animatronics? They're coming for you…and will more than likely...well…try to get you back into costume…as in…forcefully pushing you into a metal filled suit…horrible way to die…really…oh check the stage, quick!"

Jeremy blinked and shook his head, thinking the guy on the phone needed help before opening the tablet and switching cameras to the stage before going pale. The…The…They're gone…b…but…th…they shut off after close and the doors are locked! How can they be gone?! Jeremy was panicking as he swapped cameras before paling at the sight of the door to parts and service open.

"Whatever you do bro, do NOT let them into the office! Your flashlight and the camera lights are your best weapons…remember to wind the music box at the game corner…and if they start to get to your your office, there's also an empty Freddy Fazbear mask there…you might be able to fool them into thinking you're an animatronic by putting it on…anyways…good luck and good night!"

Jeremy felt his blood run cold as the phone call ended, the guard shivering before immediately swapping his cameras before yelping at the sight of a beakless Chica staring into the camera at the bathrooms. The night guard whimpering as he sunk into the chair. I take back what I said…120 bucks a week is TOTALLY NOT WORTH THIS! Jeremy whimpered again before gulping as he heard a deep throated laugh echo through the building. I am so fucked…