Keep Moving

A/N: Another chapter out, maybe I'm on a roll? Perhaps I should be updating my other projects as well. Anyways please enjoy and feedback is always appreciated. I do not own anyone they belong to Scott Cawthon.

"Freddy can we please take a break? Mangle can't keep going like this." Balloon Boy asked.

Freddy looked down, "We can't stop not while there is still some darkness to cover us."

"Freddy look at her, she's worn out!" Chica explained picking up Mangle as she fell from a tree, "You need to rest."

Mangle looked down sadly, "I'm sorry I'm just a hindrance I'm not in a good shape like everyone else. Don't let me slow you down."

"Don't say that" Freddy sighed and turned around helping pick the worn animatronic up, "Mangle without your radio we would have never heard that commercial. I've noticed the further we've gone it's become a lot clearer and stronger. Chica's right though we should rest day light is coming up on us rather fast."

"Where can we hide though?" Chica asked looking around.

Freddy scanned the area and found a group of trees that had fallen on top of a small ledge creating the perfect hiding spot for them. Carefully he helped place Mangle inside first and then helped Balloon Boy and Chica into the place that would be their shelter. Checking the area one last time Freddy felt comfortable enough that he joined the others in the shelter and let out a faint sigh, "Go ahead and rest everyone, I'll stay watch."

"You need to rest as well!" Chica urged.

Freddy shook his head, "One of us has to stay awake to keep an eye out for humans. Besides, I can't get the image of Bonnie's death out of my memory I won't be able to rest knowing that's all I'll see."

"Was it quick at least?" Balloon Boy asked.

Freddy nodded, "As quick as it could have been. I'm so sorry everyone, I couldn't even do anything to save us…Instead one of our own had to pay that price."

Mangle looked down as she started to power down, "He did it so we could live. For the one he cared for the most, but only wanted to see her happy."

Everyone looked down and one by one the models started to shut down until it was just Freddy and Chica. The bear sighed knowing that the chicken wouldn't leave him alone with the mood he was in. He felt like he had failed, bringing one of the last conversations he had with Bonnie to mind. He had really tarnished the reputation that he was supposed to carry. The older Freddy would have made sure everyone had gotten out, and probably would have stayed to ensure his friends were safe. Instead, Bonnie was the one who had made that sacrifice this time. The gentle rabbit that placed everyone before himself, and Freddy had taken that for granted, even gave the rabbit hell for his disposition. Looking around carefully he noticed a few logs that could serve as cover. Carefully he moved them towards the opening and sealed it making it look as natural as possible. Closing his eyes he powered down next to Chica, and hoped he would forget the image of his own friend being killed.

Meanwhile in another building four animatronics listened as the manager freaked out over the phone at the toy models going missing. The pizzeria was set to open in a few days therefore the animatronics were adjusting to what would be their new home and stage. As the people left for lunch Freddy finally started to look around, "This is the new place….It seems nice enough."

"Indeed it is" a voice responded causing the bear to look towards a box that was sitting on the stage, "You're here? I thought you were with the toys."

"They threw me on your truck by mistake it seems" the puppet responded, "I know the toys well enough though they escaped, most of them I'm sure."

Freddy noticed how Bonnie looked down at the mention of the toys and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Someday we'll get him back Bonnie, I promise."

"Freddy…" Bonnie nodded understanding, "Marionette, do you think they'll find us?"

The puppet nodded looking out the window, "I'm sure they will. Toy Bonnie showed them the way with his last moments I'm sure. In due time they'll show up, until then just continue what you're doing."

The older Freddy and Bonnie nodded and quickly became still once more as they heard workers coming close to the show stage. Quickly the puppet returned to their box before being noticed, and started to think of ways to bring back the toy rabbit that had paid the ultimate price. As the day wore on the older models started to get agitated that they could no longer move around during the day, but were relieved that they were left in a free roaming mode at night.

"Freddy is it true, did the toys escape?" Foxy asked as they all gathered.

Freddy nodded, "From what I have gathered Toy Bonnie went through with it after all. Which means we should expect the toys to show up at any time. Though I still can't stand Toy Chica and Freddy for what they've done I promised that we would help them."

"Maybe this whole experience will help them change and be better" Chica responded looking at the darkening sky, "Where do you think they are even?"

"They're out there somewhere, I'm sure" Bonnie responded setting his guitar down, "I know there's a guard we can play with, I'm just not feeling it."

Freddy nodded, "Then rest Bonnie. I knew this news wouldn't be easy on you. Chica, Foxy, let's go play with the guard some shall we?"

"Whatever you say" Foxy responded.

Chica nodded, "I hope the guard is ready for us."

Bonnie nodded and watched as the other models started to get in position but Freddy remained on the stage with him, "Freddy, do you think he suffered?"

"I'm sure it was as quick and painless as possible Bonnie. It's bothering you a great deal isn't it? If you want I can leave the guard to Chica and Foxy." Freddy offered.

Bonnie looked down to his guitar and nodded, "I wouldn't mind the company, you always seem to know when I'm down."

"It's hard not to notice a change in my best friend" Freddy responded, "After all our legacy's go back to Fredbear and Spring Bonnie. Wherever there has been a Bonnie, there is always a Freddy at their side. Chica, Foxy! The guard is all yours have fun!"

Bonnie winced slightly as he heard Foxy scream meaning the guard was now either dead, or passed out on the floor. His attention turned to Freddy who seemed to be concerned about his mood, and better yet his own thoughts, "Freddy, thank you. I don't know what I would do without you half the time."

Freddy chuckled slightly, "You'd manage Bonnie. You know this kinda brings back memories of when we used to cause our own mischief…Back when it was just us. Hey tomorrow night, why don't we tag team the guard? I'll take one hallway you take the other."

Bonnie nodded his mood lightening slightly, "I would love that Freddy. Do you think Foxy managed to get the guard tonight?"

The bear and rabbit watched as Foxy and Chica emerged from the halls, "Well?"

"He's not dead" Chica responded, "Just asleep."

"This whole night roaming thing is odd" Foxy commented, "But we did so in the old place, it's just different without them."

Chica nodded, "I'm sure we'll see them again though."

As the older animatronics moved around the new building to learn the layout the Marionette watched out the window. It tapped its chin trying to think of what the toy models would do in their given circumstances. The puppet knew that they would at least do everything they could to survive, and find them.

Meanwhile in the forest the makeshift shelter the toy models had used started to come to life. The sun had just set, meaning it was time for the toys to start moving again, and hopefully find Freddy as Bonnie instructed before his death. Mangle was the first to activate and started scanning through the radio signals once more and seemed on high alert, "We're starting to comb the woods for the toy models. We will keep you updated."

She turned to face the others who had heard the message as well. They had two options stay in the shelter they had until the search had ended, or make a break for it and hope that they wouldn't be caught. Everyone turned to Freddy who seemed to have a troubled look, their lives were in his hands.

"Freddy?" Chica asked softly.

Freddy looked out a small opening, "We're sitting ducks here, but I think we're hidden enough if we had to we could camp out. However, if we can put more distance between us and them it would be beneficial."

Toy Freddy was now faced with a dilemma, would they fight or would they run?

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