Bonnie heard the sound of the generator dying. She was prepared to go in and completely destroy the new animatron. Something grabbed her, from out of nowhere, and before she could react, pulled her down the hall. She could only see the back of what grabbed her. It looked like Freddy, but something didn't seem right about it. The color was all wrong. Freddy was brown, not yellow. Then she noticed something else. They weren't in the hall anymore. They where on the stage. Had she not noticed them go through the dining area, or had something else happened.

She looked around. The figure was gone, nowhere to be seen. Even more, she wasn't angry anymore. She felt the most unusual sense of calm.


Felix watched the opening to his left closely, half expecting to have Bonnie or Chica grab him like before, and half expecting to get smashed in their attempt to get the new animatron. It never came. From the door to his right, he heard footsteps moving away, but adversely heard more moving closer to his left. He wasn't even sure if it was Bonnie and Chica coming after him anymore.

Maybe they had another mood swing, he thought. Or I maybe I'm going to have to deal with Freddy instead. That isn't very reassuring.

The footsteps stopped directly in front of the doorway. Felix braced himself for the worst.

Instead of something attacking him, he saw, only barely, Foxy.

"You alright, lad?" asked the pirate.

Felix stared at him for a moment. He didn't know if he should respond or try to run, but he wasn't being attacked. "Uh, yeah," he answered, still cautious of the animatron before him.

"Ah, good," Foxy slowly stepped into the office, getting a closer look of him. "I thought Bonnie might've gotten ya." He looked back into the hall. "Where be t' lass anyway?"

"I ain't so sure. One second, she was banging on the door, then, nothing." Felix stood from his seat. He tried to pick up the new animatron, only to find that it was gone. "The hell?! Where'd that bastard go?!"

"Somethin' wrong, lad?"

Felix looked around as best he could without light, then to where he thought Foxy was. "N-No... no," He walked out into the hall. "I just lost something is all. I can get it later, I guess."

"Well, come t' the dinin' area if ya feel like it. I mean, if ya want an apology for earlier." The fox pirate turned and left.

Felix let out a frustrated sigh and slumped against the wall. This has been an eventful night. First I get thrown around, then I get attacked, and now I've lost that creepy little doll. And maybe I'll get lucky and break my leg or something tripping over stuff. He looked down the hall. But maybe I can get Mr. Fazbear for being wrong about Foxy. I'd have to get that apology, if that's even a possibility with those two, but that means that there ain't nothing wrong with Foxy. He smiled and thought it over in his mind for a bit. This night had certainly been more than he expected it to be, but it was actually fun compared to most of the other stuff he did.

There ain't nothing wrong with Foxy, Felix stood up quickly at the realization. He's a bit worn, but there ain't nothing wrong. Yet, the others seemed real twitchy when it came to their emotions. One second they're sad and crying, the next they go and try to murder me and that pedophile doll. Maybe I should ask Mr. Fazbear about the upgrades they got the next time I see him.

He rubbed the back of his neck. It hurt slightly from being thrown and pretty much dragged around. It could have easily been worse. He chose to ignore it for now, got up, and slowly walked down the hall.


"I'm don't know what happened," Bonnie said, panicked. She had seen Freddy bring Chica back into the dining area and was quick to try to explain to them what had happened. "Something just grabbed me and I was on the stage all of a sudden."

"Are you sure?" Chica questioned.

"Yes, I'm sure. And whatever it was, it looked a lot like Freddy."

"That's impossible." Freddy growled. "There is only one of me."

"Are you sure you weren't seeing things, Bonnie?" Chica questioned.

Bonnie looked down. It was possible that in her rage, that she might have just imagined something, but that didn't explain exactly how she got moved. She was going to say something, but got cut off.

"T' lad be alright," Foxy announced as he entered the room. "He don't even seem t' be shaken."

"That's good." Freddy said.

"Also, ya might want t' apologize for t' way ya acted. The lad might be fine, but that don't mean ya didn't scare him near t' death."

Chica looked up at Foxy and nodded. Bonnie didn't react the same way, however. She was still trying to figure out what happened earlier.

"Bonnie!"

She looked up at them. "What?"

Foxy shook his head. "I said, ya might want t' apologize to the lad."

"Oh, sorry." Bonnie looked at the other three. "Yeah, we did overreact earlier. But should we wait for him to come to us for it."

"Already told him t', lass. He'd be needin' some time t' get his head in line before he'd want t' speak with any o' us." Foxy prepared to return to his spot at Pirate's Cove, but remembered one important detail. He looked to Bonnie. "How'd ya get out here without me seein' ya?"


Felix had searched every part of the security office he could see. The animatron was no where. He knew it was on the floor earlier, and that since neither Bonnie nor Chica came after him, it couldn't have left the room. Maybe the damn thing turned itself on and ran away. He thought, pushing the chair out of the office. Or my kick did it. He groaned. I'm such a dumbass. He walked out into the hall and hit his head on the closet wall. He wasn't going to be able to come up with a solution for it. Especially in the next... he didn't even know what time it was, and it's not like he could check his watch. He could barely see as is.

Maybe one of them has a built in flashlight, He thought, blindly make his way down the hall. They, or at least Foxy, seemed to be able to see in the dark, so there's a chance. Not sure if it's the smartest or safest idea though. He narrowly bumped into the wall a few times, stopping himself only because he had his arms out in front of him. It didn't take long to figure out where he was as he bumped into a table. And it was obvious that it was noticed.

"You alright over there?"

He chose to stay where he was, not wanting to risk bumping into anymore tables. "Yeah." He replied. "Just can't see in the dark real well is all."

"Don't worry 'bout that, lad, we can see ya just fine."

"That's not reassuring. At all." Felix placed his hands on the table he bumped into earlier and looked around. "One of you got something that can help me see you? And maybe help me see what time it is."

He saw a light appear out of nowhere. It clearly made out Freddy's face, even though it made him look rather creepy. Felix did his best to get over to them, running into practically every chair and table along the way. He wasn't even trying to be careful at this point. Eventually, after a somewhat painful walk, he stood in front of Freddy. He looked up at the bear. "Uh, you mind leaning over for a second." He held up the arm his watch was on. He saw Freddy's face come closer and held the watch in the light as best he could. It was... 5:30.

"That's real nice. Still a half hour and it's dark." He started reaching around for a chair, knowing he'd run into one eventually. "And I'm stuck in a room with you guys. And again, it's dark."

"You really shouldn't be acting so negatively." Freddy said. "You'll be fine. The power always comes back on around six."

"Well, as long as one of you don't get any closer to me," Felix finally managed to find a seat and sit in it. "Nothing personal, but I think after earlier, I'd like to keep a distance."

"Yeah, we're real sorry about that," He guessed it was Chica who said that.

"Just a it of an overreaction is all," Bonnie stated. "Not like we meant to hurt you or anything."

"That was some overreaction. I lost the new one cause of it," Felix leaned back in the chair. "Ya'll wouldn't have happened to see it, by the way?" He heard no response from any of them. Then again, how would they have seen it. The thing was a lot shorter than any of them. "Well, how 'bout explaining something to me. I wanna know what the hell is with all the rumors that come out of this place."

"That's a bit of a touchy subject," Freddy sounded a bit nervous, if not outright afraid.

"I just want to know if they're true."

There was a long silence then. It's like someone had died almost... someone probably had, though. Felix could only figure that he might have opened up a Pandora's box of some kind by asking. He could figure out he hadn't by the way Freddy's face moved. It was obvious worry, seemingly nervous. He knew that must have brought back a lot of bad memories.

Foxy broke the silence. "Unfortunately, lad, it all be true. T' rumors be more like horror stories when ya actually think 'bout it. At least they ain't no more."

"And what about you, Foxy?" Felix thought about what his friend Marcus said. "A friend of mine who worked here said you came running for the office. Why?"

"I was tryin' t' tell the lad t' stop comin' here. I always try wit' every guard whose every worked here before."

"But they shut the door or you before you can?"

"Yep. T' be honest, I thinks me plan was probably the worst, but it was either rush or 'ave one o' them kill me. They had a serious glitch or something goin' on, worse than t' one I was havin'."

"I see." Felix sunk further into his seat. He was sitting in a room with killers, but they weren't trying to kill him. It was obvious that whatever Mr. Fazbear had done to the band was to stop them from killing, but some kind of glitch. "Well, Foxy, I think you might not want to get that upgrade those three got."

"And why would ya say that, lad?"

"Just a guess, but I think it might have something to do with the band's little... episode earlier."