Frost's Pov

About a month after I fell into my healing coma like state, I finally woke up. I sat up with a yawn, groggy from sleep. I froze, 'This can't be right. We don't have a house.' I thought, jumping up, my hands alight with winter magic, ready to freeze who ever captured me. A snort came from behind me, near the bed. "Do you always react like that once you wake up from those things, Doll?" a voice asked rather dryly. My eye twitched and I took a deep breath to calm down my irritation at the puppe4. "Don't be an asshole." I retorted. Slappy grinned, " I'd have to have one to be one." I scowled, "At least I'm not dummy~" I shot back at him with a smirk. He sputtered. I fell into a fit of laughter, "I win." I boasted. He glared at me and I smirked. The tension last all but a second, before we both started laughing. I picked Slappy up, he was in his real form, and gave him a tight hug. "I'm alright and very much awake. I'm still a little hurt, but, I'm here." I told him. He nodded and hugged me back just as tightly.

We parted a few moments later and went go find the others. I held Slappy in my arms. We found them sparring in the backyard. A girl I didn't know stood nearby watching them like hawks. "Lindy took self defense classes after I left, and she's been teaching us." Slappy informed me. I nodded, still watching them. It wasn't long till Foxy noticed me and alerted the others. They all looked towards me and came running. I'm sure I saw Bendy crying. I braced myself as they all ran into me, throwing their arms around me and pulling me into a group hug. There were tears and laughter and reassurances that yes I was still hurt but I was alive and I wasn't going anywhere. It took a little while before they were willing to let me go.

The next few days while I healed were tense. Constant worrying and "are you okay?" and hugs and brief looks as if to reassure themselves. Bendy still held tight when are little group slept. Even after I had healed up, and I had fixed their clothes, they had insisted that we stay an extra day to make sure I was really alright, much to the amusement of the twins.

When we finally got around to leaving, they turned into their real forms and took their places as tattoos on me. Slappy on my upper back, Bendy on my collar bone, Springtrap on my wrist, Foxy took my shoulder and Freddy took my thigh. Once I was ready to go, I pulled my hoodie out of my little pocket dimension and put it on over my purple halter top and pulled the hood up. I laced up my boots and got ready to go, making sure I had the food the twins gave me, before heading out. I bid them goodbye, before I teleported away.

I reappeared in a small town near the base of a mountain somewhere in northwestern states of the US. I entered the town, my eyes watching my surroundings. 'These guys are getting desperate. Who knows what they'll resort to.' I thought to the others, 'We need to be carefull.' I received sounds of confirmation. 'Where are we anyway?' Freddy asked. I walked over to a nearby bookstore and grabbed a tourist pamphlet. On the front in big letters, it said, "Welcome to Ebbot!" I had a weird feeling about this place. Something big was going to happen, but the end result hasn't yet been decided.