Chapter 6 (The Escape)

Bonnie

It was about six twenty, and Bonnie was sitting in the Parts and Services room with Chica, Freddy, and Foxy. He had heard a large amount of noise coming from outside the room, he could only guess that it was from the newer animatronics. He decided he wanted to see something other than a dimly lit room, so he stood up. "Hey Chica...want to go somewhere else?" Chica smiled and stood up. "S-Sure."

The two of them stood up and walked out of the room. "Wh-Where do you want t-to go?" Bonnie looked around, and spotted the Game Area. "How about...we go there?" Bonnie suggested, pointing down the hall. Boonie grabbed Chica's wrist, and walked with her into the Game Area.

As the couple walked into the room, they noticed something strange. The exit door of the building was open. Bonnie didn't need to explain to Chica why this was amazing, he could tell by the look in her eyes she was thinking the same thing. Bonnie quickly rushed to the door with Chica's wrist in hand. He pushed experimentally on the door, which swung open without much resistance.

Bonnie and Chica stepped out of the building.

Bonnie felt the morning air on his metal body, he felt the wind kiss his metal skin, he felt the light of the sun warm his body, and Bonnie felt free. He looked at Chica, his servos buzzing with excitement. "Let's just pick a direction...and just go." Chica smiled with her unhinged jaw, and pointed to down the street. Freddy's was in a suburban neighborhood, Bonnie could see houses in the distance. The seemed to be on the west side of a group of shops, with other restaurants and convenience stores to the north and the east.

Bonnie looked south, and saw the right street led off into a neighborhood. "Let's go...there." Bonnie said, pointing towards the houses. "S-Sure thing c-cutey." Bonnie tugged Chica towards the exit of the shopping center, and walked with her into the neighborhood.

As the two of them walked, they occasionally froze due to people walking past them. The pair usually got the same look, a mixture of confusion and intrigue. As the two of them walked, Bonnie found Chica to be leaning on him slightly, which Bonnie returned by wrapping his arm around her waist. Then the two of them came to a playground.

Time seemed to freeze as Bonnie remembered. He used to play in this playground. He remembered he liked to swing on the swings, he liked to slide down the slide. Bonnie remembered when he was Howard Schmidt.

Toy Chica

Toy Chica has stayed on the stage for three hours, bored out of her mask. She had just been standing there, doing nothing. Toy Bonnie and Toy Freddy each has something to do, picking at his joints and scanning the room respectively. As she waited, she decided to actually do something. Toy Chica stepped off the stage at about six o'clock, and walked over to the exit door.

She noticed that there was lock, which had a strange piece of metal sticking out. She took ahold of the metal piece and turned it. There was a small click, and the door swung open. Toy Chica stared at the open door, then cracking a smile.

Toy Chica stepped out of the open door, and into the dawn. The morning light warmed her hard body, making her feel nice. She looked around, and seeing she was in a group of buildings, made a beeline for the nearest one. It was titled "The Party Place". Chica tried to push open the door, but was met with resistance. "Don't resist me door." She flattened her hand into a smooth surface, and jabbed her hand through the glass door, making a loud crash.

A blaring alarm went off, slightly hurting Toy Chica's non-existent ears. "God shut up!" she yelled. She quickly walked away from the door, then spotted something strange. A building with flashing lights and a sign reading "Fun" flashed from the east side. Getting closer Toy Chica could hear music playing from inside, even though the door was closed. Toy Chica walked up to the door and opened it, revealing the interior.

The building was full of flashing lights and blaring music, loud even by her standards. People filled the building, freezing Toy Chica in place. F*CK! Toy Chica shouted in her head. Her frozen hand let go of the door, letting it slam shut. Toy Chica regained control of her body, thinking Never going there again.

Toy Chica walked back down the street and over to the exit on the south side. Toy Chica decided to take the left road, which led down over to a more complex area. "Okay, there are going to be people walking through the streets, so I should be prepared." Toy Chica looked over her body, and upon seeing that there were was no damage, walked down into the city.

As she walked through the surprisingly barren streets, she felt like she knew this place from somewhere. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something about this place was oddly familiar.

Then, someone appeared. He didn't seem real though, he looked weightless, floaty almost. He wore all purple, with a dark purple sweatshirt and some purple jeans and shoes. His hair was a pale shade of lavender. Suddenly, the man turned his head towards Toy Chica. His face was a mess of static from what she could see, like he didn't have a face at all. Yet, she felt like she knew him from somewhere.

And just like that, the man was gone.

Mangle

Mangle waited in the pink room that was her prison. It was about six ten, and she had been thinking for a while. Why are humans so cruel? How can they destroy something without even thinking about it? This is what her train of thought had turned into, a mixture of hate and sadness. She decided she needed a change of scenery. She crawled to the door, the grinding of metal serenading her every movement.

She got to the door and opened it, arriving in the room with all of the entertainment. Humans don't deserve these things. They're not worthy. She was crawling over to the carousel, when she noticed something off. The door excluding her from the rest of the world was ajar. She quickly crawled to the open door, completely missing the animatronics on stage.

The door was open slightly, allowing Mangle to gently push it open with her hand. The door silently swung open, light pouring in from the open doorway. Mangle squinted her eye, light blinding her momentarily. When her eye adjusted, she saw the world outside. The ground was covered in dirt, not at all like the clean floors of the pizzeria. The buildings also seemed very dirty, especially the parts near the street.

Mangle looked back, and saw that a sign on the wall of the pizzeria. "Freddy Fazbear's Pizza" was spelled out in blinking lights. Mangle knew the name of her prison now. The walls looked sticky, like her hands and feet. Maybe… Mangle put a hand on the wall, and upon pressing her weight on it found it held well. Mangle placed her hand higher on the wall, this time putting her foot on the wall as well. And Mangle started to climb.

Climbing seemed natural for her, she seemed to be inherently good at it. She looked down, and saw the wires from her body dangling out haphazardly. She kept climbing, until she had reached the roof. Mangle turned around and looked over the new world. Tall buildings stretched to the left, some coming close to touching the sky. Many small buildings lay to the right, all mere ants compared to the giants to the left.

Mangle crawled to the center of the roof, and saw something amazing. A flock of doves roosted on the roof, each a brilliant white, far surprising the light grey of her body. She quietly crawled closer, but the doves noticed her. They quickly flew off, save for one. This one just stared at her. Mangle held out a hand, the dove cocked it's head. She lowered her hand to the ground, and the dove quickly hopped onto a finger. Mangle closely inspected the dove. It's so...beautiful.

The dove stared into Mangle's eye, looking deep into her very being. You're so much better than those humans. She opened her mouth and tuned herself to a nature channel, where a bird was singing. The dove listened intently, and for once Mangle didn't feel sad.

Foxy

Foxy had been sitting in the Parts and Services room for about three and a half hours now. Bonnie and Chica had gone off somewhere, probably acting all lovey-dovey. Foxy shuddered. The thought of those two being happy made him sick. He felt everybody should be just as hateful and angry as he was, and he was going to somehow make everyone the same as him. He looked at Freddy. "Right, I'm off. This be boring my motherboard out, so I'm gonna find something interestin' to do."

Freddy sighed. "Fine, leave me all alone. I'll just be here. if you need me." Foxy got up and walked out of the dark room, where he saw something strange. A beam of light was running down the floor of the hallway. Looking up Foxy saw a large rectangle of light in the Game Area. Walking closer Foxy could see the outside of the pizzeria.

Foxy ran down the hallway and into the Game Area. He was running straight for the door, and made it there in record time. He didn't even think, he just ran out the door and into the light.

Foxy ran outside, and didn't stop running. He ran to the south end of the shopping center and out of the exit there, going immediately for the right. He ran into a suburban area, where houses coated the streets like the crust of a pizza. He kept running, until he found a park, where he saw two familiar purple and yellow figures. Foxy grinned, and change directions to go to Bonnie.

Bonnie and Chica were sitting on a metal bench, but they stood up when they saw Foxy. "Foxy? What are...yo-" Foxy tackled Bonnie to the ground before he could finish his sentence. "Hello there matey. You and I have some unfinished business." Foxy raised his hook and swung it down, but was blocked by Bonnie's arm. "Don't do this Foxy." Foxy smirked, increasing the pressure on his hook. "Just let me tinker with yer head a little. I want you to feel like me." Bonnie kicked Foxy off his chest, causing him to stumble back allowing Chica to pin his arms behind his back with her wrists.

"That's m-my man. O-Only I get to d-do that to him!" Chica yelled. Bonnie got up off the ground, brushing dirt of his suit. "Foxy...why are you like this? What...happened?" Bonnie asked, his eyes bright crimson. "I've just woken up." Foxy replied, a sneer growing on his face. "All that pesky morality had been gettin' in me way for a while, and now with it gone I can finally do what I need to do." Foxy's eyepatch flipped up, revealing a black eye with a white iris. "I've found my purpose. I must let everyone else wake up. They need to see the beauty of hatred." Foxy smiled, his mouthful of teeth glinting in the morning sun.