A/N: Whoops, I'm quite late. Sorry for that, but school can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.
Oh, and the number of view is now over 1000! Thanks a bunch.
Well, review time, I guess:
Tigercat111: And it's only the beginning!
Yeah, my favorite animatronic in the first 4 is Bonnie, but I prefer Molten Freddy's design.
Darkgamer FNAF: Shhh, not so loud, he might hear you!
Dr MAD and Co: Congrats, you just discovered the basic plot of FNAF1.
There's actually 4 souls inside Molten Freddy, but Funtime Freddy's soul is the "leader". And if you think this is schizophrenia, just think about Spiritomb ( I know the two games are REALLY different, but still.)
And to stay in the comparison, I would compare Foxy with Charizard: I consider these two are very overrated.
Disclaimer: Fnaf belongs to Scott Cawthon. Scott Cawthon belongs to Scott Cawthon (I guess).
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Everyone stayed silent in the room, until Molten Freddy spoke up. "Even considering everything that happened since, that was still unexpected."
"So, how did that happen actually?" asked Scrap Baby to Scraptrap.
"As I said before, springlocks suits. If someone wants to enter the suit, they have first to compress them, basically. But they also found out that springlocks are very sensibles. If they get wet, or if they are too much shaken, they, well, aren't compressed anymore. The performers didn't know that, they may have slipped and have fallen, which unlocked the springlocks, they got impaled and died."
"No," said Elizabeth, "what I wanted to know was what the hell were those shadows?"
Michael joined the conversation. "I remember these things, back in another pizzeria."
"Which one?" asked Scraptrap.
"The one with the Toys animatronics."
William shuddered. "Oh that's right, I forgot about them."
"Wait " said the Puppet, who was sitting in a corner. "If, you're right, how comes I never saw them?"
Michael raised an eyebrow. "You didn't? Weird." He shrugged. "Anyways, we're getting off tracks." He then turned back to his father. "So, what happened next?"
"Well, given th fact that customers aren't allowed to come in the safe room, they were never aware of the incident."
"And I believe Fazbear Entertainment destroyed the suits, as any sane person would do." interrupted Scrap Baby. Scraptrap gave her daughter a deadpan look.
"Does it look like it?" he said pointing at himself. In case you haven't noticed, this IS the actual Spring Bonnie suit."
Funtime Chica giggled. "Well, considering how rotten it looks, I hope the springlocks are not inside the suit anymore, because that would hurt."
Scraptrap gave her a look, mid-"Are you kidding me" look, mid-enraged look.
"Well, in case you forgot, there STILL springlocks in the suit. In case you forgot, they are STILL unlocked. In case you forgot, this is STILL as painful as the first time they snapped while I was wearing the suit. And, in case you forgot, It's YOU AND THAT PILE OF TRASH" he said pointing to Molten Freddy "WHO MADE THE SPRINGLOCKS SNAP AND IMPALE ME MORE THAN 30 YEARS AGO. AND I WAS NEVER ABLE TO TAKE THE SUITS BACK!"
Scraptrap was yelling at this point, and Michael and Charlotte had to hold him back before he could jump at Funtime Chica. "Calm down, dad?"
"Calm down?! CALM DOWN?! I'M GONNA KILL HER AGAIN, JUST TO MAKE SURE SHE DOESN'T COME BACK!"
"OH SHUT UP YOU! STOP BEING IMMATURE FOR ONCE!IF YOU FORGOT, IT'S YOUR FAULT IF WE'RE ALL HERE, YOU INCLUDED. SO STOP ACTING LIKE THAT, OR I WILL RIP YOUR HEAD OUT!"
Everyone was surprised about Charlotte sudden outburst, even William stopped trying to jump at Funtime Chica, and quickly went hiding, sitting behind Scrap Baby.
She looked at the persons in the room. "What?". She realized why they were looking at her like that, before sighing. She wasn't the kind of person who yells at people, and what just happened surprised her as much as the others. "Look, I'm sorry, I don't know what has gotten into me."
"Don't worry," interrupted Michael, before walking to her. "It's normal to get angry, especially at him." he chuckled.
Scraptrap wasn't amused by this statement. "Hey!" he exclaimed, before hiding back behind Scrap Baby.
Charlotte also chuckled to what Michael said, which elicited a smile from him. "Yeah, it's just the pressure that has gotten to my head, since, you know, everything started going wrong."
"I understand. Everyone who would go through what you went through would turn insane."
She sighed. "I guess you're right. It's just that your father can be SO ANNOYING sometimes!"
"I'm listening, you know?" interjected William, who stood up. Scrap Baby turned to him.
"You know, seeing how...in a bad state you are, I really wonder how did they managed to keep using the suits."
"She's right," interjected Molten Freddy, "after learning the incident, I don't think customers would be dumb enough to say 'Nah that's fine, keep using them.' I mean, that would be weird."
"Yeah, people wouldn't be dumb enough." responded Scraptrap. "But see, the fact is : People never knew about this incident. Given the fact that the safe room was far from the rooms where customers were allowed, so no one heard or saw those two poor guys bleeding out.
Funtime Chica was astonished. "And Fazbear Entertainment didn't say anything?"
"That would've been a considerable loss of money for them."
"But the families of the victims, they-"
"The company didn't mention the suits, they said it was another incident, one that any company would have, but I don't remember which one... Anyways, the families believed them, case closed. I swear, if this company had ONE motto, it would have been something like: 'Sweep it under the rug, it's probably fine!' That would be pretty though."
"So they kept the suits, I remember having seen them in the old pizzeria, now that you talk about it. But didn't they think it was dangerous?"
"Yes, but they preferred keeping them instead of loosing money."
"So, what did they do? Even if they were irresponsibles, they couldn't just keep using those death traps and not do anything about it!"
"But they did something! I remember, it was shortly after the incident."
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Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria, 10 December 1980
"I told you it was a bad idea."
"Yeah, I know."
Henry and William were waiting, sitting in the security office. The CEO of Fazbear Entertainment told them about a new guy, or something like that. As the minutes passed, they went talking about the springlocks suits.
"But still, how comes they didn't get rid of the suits already?" Henry exclaimed to his co-worker.
"I don't know, it's astonishing they haven't burned them yet."
The two friends stayed silent for half a minute, before William spoke again.
"And what about the ghosts?"
"The ghosts?" Henry sighed. "I don't even know what they are, or how they can even be real."
"Look, I made some research, and I have an hypothesis. I think that-"
"Good morning Mr Stein and Mr Afton."
"Hello Mr Connor." said Henry to Fazbear Entertainment's CEO, who just entered the room. The man didn't look much older than the two other guys. "Now that you're here, can you tell us what we're doing here?" He sounded very annoyed.
"Whoa, there's no need to be so rude. Anyways, I think you're aware of the events which recently happened, right?"
"In case you forgot, we were the first ones to see the bodies. 'Aware' is an euphemism." answered William. "So, are you gonna dump the springlocks suits or what?"
"Unfortunately, no. The only ones who are aware of the situation are the employees, you, and me, and that would create a severe dent in the profits."
"And and you didn't think it could be, you know, ABSOLUTELY NOT SAFE?"
"Wow, no need to shout, Mr Afton." chuckled Fazbear Entertainment's manager. "Don't worry, I thought about an idea to prevent any kind of unfortunate incident involving the springlocks suits, and I found one." He opened the door leading to the hallway, and shouted. "Come here!"
After that, a man entered the security office. He looked way younger than the other person in the room, around 25, contrary to William, who was 39, while Henry was 35.
"Umm, hello?" said the man. "My name is Scoot Cawthon, pleasure to meet you." He went towards William to shake his hand, but the latter ignored him and asked Mr Connor: "And what is that guy gonna do?"
"Glad you asked!" responded the man with a fake smiled that never left his face. "Mr Cawthon will be recording training tapes for performers who will be using the springlocks suits. These tapes will contain every information they will need to prevent another unfortunate incident."
"But the suits are still dangerous!" exclaimed Henry.
"Yes, but now, if something like that happen someday to a performer and we get sued, thanks to these tapes, we could always say it was their fault, and we don't lose any money!"
Henry was fuming at this point, but, before he could say anything, the CEO said, before leaving: "Oh by the way, our night guard left for whatever reason, so Mr Cawthon will be the new night guard. Bye!"
"Goddammit." sighed Henry. He then turned to Scott. "Welcome, I guess."
"It's an honor to meet you, Mr Stein. You too, Mr Afton. You're very famous in the domain of entertainment, you know-" he said before being rudely interrupted by William.
"No."
"No, you don't know?"
"I don't know, no."
"Well you know now."
"Yeah, I didn't know, no, now I know."
"Umm, what was I saying?"
William snickered, much to his co-worker's amusement. "Don't worry," chuckled Henry before turning to Scott "he's always like that with new employees. So, you're also the new night guard? Why did the last one left?"
"He said working at night was too tiring for him." answered Scott.
However, he didn't seem at ease when he said that. William noticed he didn't look at ease in general, but the feeling seemed increasing when Henry started talking about the night guard, as if he didn't want to talk about this. "You're a very bad liar. There has to be another reason."
Scott was surprised by William's statement, but he couldn't deny he was right. He stayed silent for a while, looking at the ground, before sighing. "Come with me tonight for the night shift. Things will be easier to explain." Then he quickly left.
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A/N: Yeah, I decided to name the Phone Guy Scott Cawthon, couldn't find a more original name. Meh.
Well, I hope you enjoyed, don't forget to review, fav, follow, usual stuff. I'll try to be faster.
Oh, and check out PalodiaPrime, I inspired from this YouTube channel for a gag in this chapter. Which one, are you asking? Oh, you know...
JustaMegaMothim out!