The Final Fix

By

End of Grace

Chapter 8: All falling into place

Mike, like doctors, had taken an oath never to harm or reprogram any of the animatronics in his care. Sure sometimes they would ask him for the odd tweak here and there, or he would advise them about it but it was always done with their consent. Yet at this very moment, he could quite happily go back on his word and reprogram this naughty little animatronic into the sweeties of angels. Sadly he knew even if he hooked the little one up to be reprogramed he wouldn't go through with it, so he took a deep breath and glared down at Bonnet.

"You are one tantrum away from being put "Out of order" young lady!"

Balloria had a medium size chest that had bags of dress/fake jewellery for the children to play with. Long beaded necklaces, shiny tiaras, diamond pin etc. Balloria, during one of the large parties, went to hand the jewellery out only to find most of the really nice pieces were missing. Bonnet was found in the girls' bathroom wearing three tiaras, several necklaces and lots of shiny bangles all up to her little animatronic arms and legs. She could hardly move but didn't seem to care as she peered in front of the mirror, until Fox picked her up by the scuff, carried her out and guard over her until Mike got there. Bonnet sat on a lone stool her head hung low with oily black tears ready to fall as Mike glared down at her.

"I was going to put them back...I promise. I only wanted to borrow them for a little while" she sniffed sadly.

"But why didn't you ask Balloria if you could have borrowed them?" Mike asked as he took off the tiaras and started to work on the necklaces.

"Balloria is a meany! She says I can't borrow them during the day because of all the parties she hosts"

"That's right. The jewellery is for the kids to play with, not you, but you know that right?"

Bonnet rocked gently on the stool "But! But! It's not fair! I only wanted one crown and made one of the shiny bangles to look pretty and Balloria won't share! She won't let me on her stage neither"

"That's because when she is up there dancing, she doesn't want to trip up on you and also a little bear told me about the time you snuck onto Balloria stage and made faces behind her back"

Bonnet's ears fell down around her as she huddled into a small ball of pink fluff. Mike pulled a chair close to the stool and sat down so his face was about level with Bonnet's body.

"What am I going to do with you my naughty little bunny?" he tried to keep his tone firm but he couldn't help but smile at the little bunny's actions.

"Love me?"

It wasn't Bonnet's usual confident tone but a questioning one and with the oily tears, Mike knew he was doomed. He scooped her up in his arms and hugged her close to his chest.

He could hear the human staff going "ahh" and giggling while Fox was making gagging noises.

"I love you very much but I just don't understand why you're being so naughty" Mike muttered as Tony and Luigi came over, the human manager carrying Fiona with him.

"It partly out of boredom I think boss," said Luigi as he cuddled the little bear. "The only place they can truly go is on the colouring tables and really that is kind of Freazar's job. They're too small for the ball pit or the climbing frames. They're too little to reach most of the arcade game too"

"Also doctor, even though their small, it is awfully crowded on the main stage now, myself and Fox have almost tripped up on them more than a dozen times when we come online" added Tony. "So myself and the manager have thought about it and with your permission why not give Fiona and Bonnet their own little stage? A small one for entertaining smaller girls and boys that come here"

Mike pulled a face "I had really wanted this place for an older age group then what the Cove has but I see your point. Ok. Bonnet, you're getting your own stage but you AND Fiona need to come up with an idea of what you're going to do on there and you have to promise me, that you will not hog the limelight"

"I promise! I'm going to be the bestest, best, greatest, good bunny ever!" cried Bonnet as she hugged Mike tightly.

"For some reason, I don't believe you" Mike laughed as he started to plan where the small stage would go with Tony and Luigi.

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"Who in the name of god designed this piece of crap!" snapped Jack as he threw the large pieces of wood down with frustration. Big Daddy sighed loudly as he turned the large piece of paper around, looked on the back and turned it around again.

"These designs are worse than mine and the others when we were designed by Critter County"

"You need a bloody PhD to put this shit together! One screwdriver needed my arse! Slide fucking F into slot fucking C and guess what! There is no fucking slot C!"

"I don't think this is even in English. Should we call Mike? He's good at putting things together"

"No! I'm going to do this! It's a sort of rights of passage sort of thing. Ya know? When people say that's good craftsmanship and you can hold your head up and say I built that or when your showing photos to your kid and pointing out everything you built for them…"

"You humans are weird"

"Gee Thanks! Now pass me that screwdriver there and let's give this another go"

"Hey, you two! I just wanted to see how it was coming alo...What the hell? You haven't even started! And you've been up here hours!" said Connie as she came into the soon to be a nursery. It was painted white with chibi pictures of the animatronics. There were a white wardrobe and changing table with a pile of plushies of the animatronics as well. Yet in the middle of the room was Jack and Big Daddy with large wooden pieces that were meant to be the baby's crib.

"I think we got a really crap one here Connie! Where did we get it? The internet?" asked Jack.

"No, Ikea, and the salesman said it was really easy to put together," said Connie as she looked at the instructions. "What the...is this greek?"

"No….I think it's in geek. I said about getting Mike to look at it…."

"We do not need Mike to help us build this bloody crib! It's bad enough he built the rest of the furniture" Jack grumbled as he picked up to large pieces and slid them into place. "HA! There you see! I can do this!"

"That only took you two hours, the way you're going the kid will be in preschool by the time you're done"

"Remind me to ask Freddystein to bite your arse" Jack muttered.

Connie chuckled and kissed her husband on the cheek "I'm sure you'll be done in time for tonight. Oh! And don't forget Matt is coming over"

Jack's expression darkened and grunted as he looked down at floor trying to figure out what to do next. Connie rolled her eyes and patted Big Daddy on the shoulder. The large black bear had told her about his suspicions and had agreed to his plan of asking Matt to investigate. Connie was all for it though Jack voiced his displeasure but knew such things were often covered up so agreed. They also agreed if the old woman was in danger, Matt was to bring her to the Realm and they would put her up until it was safe for her to go back.

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Matt whistled a happy tune under his breath as he pushed the large laundry basket to the laundry room. Swiping a uniform had been easy, convincing the staff a bit harder, but the old people had taken to him like cows to grass. Mostly because he smuggled things in for them. Mostly it was chocolate but he had laughed out loud when a few of the older men and even the odd lady had asked him if he had any dirty magazines as such things were banned and they couldn't really ask their families to get them. So he went back to the pizzeria and asked Freddy for the magazines that Goldie had put aside. The old bear groaned and said he was thankful that Goldie wasn't active to hear that he was right about the old people. He had been his usual charming self around the other staff too. It wasn't long to find out the bully. She treated everyone like shit and got away it because she was the manager's daughter. Matt had recorded her spilling hot coffee over the staff, belittling them and giving them all the shitty jobs with minimal time to do it. He had also recorded her, smacking the elderly when they struggled to take their tablets or just because she could, taking money from their wallets/purses and even helping herself to some of their personal belongings that she could sell to make a couple of bucks. Damn did she make his teeth itch. He would be more than happy to rip out her throat but it was best to lay low as the police were always looking out for him. Then again there were always other ways, hacksaw, shovel, being shoved into the large freezer overnight. He was just passing through the guest wing where the old people slept when he heard the cry. He quickly looked around and saw Margret's door open. He walked in quietly, his phone ready to record, as he saw the large woman standing over Margret intimidatingly before repeating smacking her in the face.

"Take the fucking tablets, you stupid old bitch! Take them before I shove them down your throat!"

Only the bright flash of a camera made her stop and she quickly looked up at Matt, fear in her eyes that quickly turned into defiance.

"Give me that fucking phone!" she glared at him her meaty hand held out.

"No"

She lashed out to grab it but Matt was ready as he gripped her arm and twisted it behind her and slammed her against the wall.

"Now, if your smart and I'm betting your not, you will go back to your room and start packing, leaving behind all the things you have nicked from the people here…"

"Why the fuck should I….?"

"Because as soon as you're out of here and I've helped this nice lady, I'll be going to the police with all the evidence I have against you, you won't see the light of day again until your old and grey"

The woman shook him off and stomped out of the room. Matt took a quick breath to calm down and turned to Margret. He knelt down beside her and took her hand. She jumped and whimpered as she looked at him with confused eyes.

"Your, not the bad one are you?" she whispered her voice cracking with pain.

"No...I like to think I'm one of the good guys... let's clean you up and take you to go and see Teddy"

"Teddy? Is Teddy here? Oh! I can't let him see me like this…" she moaned as she tried to brush her silvery hair with her fingers.

"No, but he's asked me to take you to him, says you can spend the night or two with him, would you like that?"

"Oh yes! Oh yes, please. Oh...I don't have anything for the children…."

"I'm sure they'll be happy just to see you," said Matt helping her up to her feet. He quickly helped her wash and wrapped her in her dressing gown and quickly packed a small suitcase of clothes for her, including her valuables in case that bitch came back. Then he escorted her to his car and drove her the short way to Nightmare Realm. During the ride there, she told him how much she had been looking forward to going to stay with Teddy and his family and how she been planning it for ages, clearly forgetting it had been a spare of the moment thing. The last of the guests were just leaving Nightmare with Bon Bon on the door when Matt drove up. She quickly called for Connie and Big Daddy as Matt helped Margret from the car. Connie looked at the badly bruised woman and calmly pulled her into her home, asking Bon Bon and Freddystein to make up the spare bedroom next to the nursery, while JJ, Baby and Belle gave Margret hugs and asked for stories. Jack came out of the security room, took one look at Margret and then at Matt, who held out the phone, sighed but patted Matt on the back before heading back to the security room to wipe Matt's prints off of the phone. Big Daddy also patted Matt on the back.

"Thanks, Matt. I owe you one"

"Don't mention it. I was happy to help. Things like this make my teeth itch"

"Why don't you go back there and have a bite then...I'm sure no one would care"

Matt smirked but was almost knocked off his feet by the slap on the back of his head by Connie.

"Don't you even dare think about it, Matt! This baby of mine is seeing his uncle in the flesh and not behind bars!"

"The baby won't even see you behind the bars of his crib the way Jack going about making it" Big Daddy laughed.

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Crowds walked along the large painted wood walls that cut them off from the fantasy section of Critter County. Kids tried looking through any little holes they could find. Whispers and exciting chatter over what they were doing, what was being upgraded or replaced or if it was some kind of publicity stunt. Engineers were working around the clock, taking apart rides and carrying animatronics away to be fixed or melted down on Willam Dahl's orders. Once the animatronics were fixed they were to undergo a number of safety checks, any animatronic failing these were either sent back to be fixed or scrapped for parts. There was to be no cutting of corners, much to the engineers' dismay and everything had to be up to code and everything had to be put passed Willam first. The board had been begrudging about the cost but agreed after the embarrassment they had received from Freddy's along with the knowledge that they knew almost all their dirty secrets, had given Willam the go ahead, but continued to grumble about the cost and the time it was going to take. Yet Willam ignored all the moaning and complaining. He was doing the right thing! He was sure of it! He wanted nothing to do with that thing hidden beneath the park nor was he going to allow it to order him about. His uncle and father may think that thing was some kind of magician but it was quite clear to him that that thing was a hack compared to Mike Schmidt. He had been on the stage and he had watched as the Freddy team worked on the two animatronics. They took such care with them, even though they were deactivated, they were treated as alive and somehow...he guessed...that rubbed off on the animatronics themselves. He looked into the Freddy Fazbear and the other animatronics and felt nauseous from jealousy. No wonder his grandfather wanted Mike Schmidt at the park. These animatronics didn't need human guards, they were trusted to do a job, several jobs and they did them without needing humans to order them around. He couldn't believe it, maybe didn't want too, but still...he had some holiday coming up. He hadn't seen his daughter in a while. Maybe a trip to a famous pizzeria would be a good idea. It would only be for a week...his uncle and father will no doubt use that time to try and stop the rebuild but he was sure the board was on his side. He'd be back before they do any major damage.

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Net watched from his hiding place as the so-called engineers went about their work. Engineers, he almost spat the word out in disgust, there were no engineers. Afton was crazy but an amazing engineer, Mr McBear, a kind man and a really good engineer but of course none compared to Mike Schmidt. He sighed as a slight thrill went through his body. Watching him that day on the stage, it had been so long and yet the experience was just the same. Mike was truly something to behold as he created life out of nothing but scrap metal. Like a conductor with a live orchestra of fifty people each playing a different instrument. Net sat back into the shadows as his port began to drip fluids onto the floor. It was always like this when he thought of Mike. Remembering that night so long ago when Mike had pushed him on to a table and fucked him vigorously against it. Mike's dominant display and his dark green eyes caused his oil to boil and his tentacles to whip out of control. Mike's heated skin against his cool body as he wrapped his tentacles around each limb and waist, his arms around Mike's shoulders with his fingers digging into the flesh beneath them. Mike had teased him mercilessly with his fingers before pushing his cock into his tight-fitting port. Net moaned at the memory as the tips of two of his tentacles slipped into his dripping port, teasing everything they could reach. Two more wrapped around his cock, stroking it, the tips of his tentacles teasing the slit. He casually started to suck on one of the larger ones, imaging it was Mike's cock, long, hard and tasty. The feeling of his balls bouncing against his chin as he pushed his cock deeper into his throat. His spare tentacles lashed out here and there knocking things over but he was too far gone in his processor and memory bank to care. He loved Mike. LOVED HIM. He could not remember a time he was happier than when Mike came to them. His beautiful smile, his kind eyes, his soft talented hands and his kind and giving heart. Fluids shot from his port and cock as he cum hard, his screech echoed across the large warehouse.

"What the fuck was that?" shouted one of the engineers as they got closer to investigate. Net tried to move but he was too exhausted, having very little time to recharge and was now low on fuel. Something grabbed him and yanked him back while throwing a large spanner across the warehouse, knocking into some unsteady pile and causing it to crash on the other side of the warehouse. The humans ran to clean up the mess and Net stared in wonder at his saviour.

"I'm surprised to see you here. I hadn't heard of your passing…"

"I suppose life on the lamb would keep you out of the loop," said the ghostly image of Goldie. The bear looked like he had been in his prime, clean, tall, tidy fur with a smart top hat. "Shame really. It was a beautiful funeral. Got to admit the kid gave me a great send-off"

"But why are you here? Why are you not at rest?" Net asked still trying to get his processor around the fact that Goldie was here but also dead.

Goldie shifted uncomfortably "Turns out, despite looking after kids for so many years and saving the odd life, doesn't excuse the fact that I have done some really bad stuff while I was functional, you know, the purple guy, his brother, the kids…."

"Yes. I suppose that would bar you from the pearly gates. I still don't understand why your here though?"

"Well the big guy in charge of everything is giving me a chance of redemption and I ain't the only one here either, Spring and father are here too" Goldie then gave Net a firm but accusing look "We're here because we're all connected to this Afton business and them messing around with the Joys of Creation. The Big Kahuna doesn't like it when humans use one of his gifts to mess with his work and don't get me started when he mentioned the soul part. Believe me Net, there is a place in hell being reserved for them on his orders and the devil is sharpening his pitchfork"

"You're here to get Mr Afton and the other then?"

"Nope"

"What?"

"My orders are to wait until the storm hits and then save as many people as I can along with Father and Spring. Then I'm to wait for further instructions"

Net felt a shiver go through him. All this talk about hell made him uncomfortable. "What storm?"

"Fucked if I know" Goldie shrugged "But it's going to be bad and by the way, Your to look after the animatronic that has all those souls still trapped inside of it until it's time."

"And when will I know when that will be?"

Goldie smiled, his white teeth suddenly covered in oil, giving him a frightening look "You'll know"

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"Alright JJ, You have four candies and Baby has two if you gave Baby three of your candies how many do you have left?" Margret asked as she sat in a high back chair with a small living room table in front of her with small blocks on with JJ, Baby and Belle sitting around it with their workbooks.

"Four candies cause I don't share with girls," said JJ as he pulled the four blocks closer to him.

Margret tried not to laugh as she tried again "Alright. You have four candies and Baby steals three of them how many have you got?"

"Four candies and one servo!"

"HEY!" Baby cried out and smacked JJ over the head as Margret covered her mouth trying not to laugh. She wasn't quite sure what was going on but life was certainly a lot better now. She had lots of people to talk to, Teddy was here and keeping an eye on her, she had lovely hot meals and no one was hitting her. Also, she got to teach and play with the children. They were odd but lovely, always asking for stories or to play games or like now, helping them with their homework.

"Hey, no hitting, last time you did that you knocked out one of his data chips and your poor father had to come over to fix him," said Connie as she came in carrying to cups of coffee and handed one to Margret.

"Dear, you didn't have to do that. Plus you should be resting. That little one is going to make an appearance soon isn't he?"

"Not for another two weeks. Besides, I don't need to worry because Big D and Plush have everything under control. They know where everything is, gone over every possible event even a zombie apocalypse for some reason, got a bag ready by each door depending on which one I leave by, they have covered all the bases"

"Has Mr Jack finished the nursery yet?" Belle asked as she looked up from her maths sheet.

"Not yet" Connie sighed as she sat down next to Margret rubbing her belly.

"Oh dear. The crib?" Margret asked with a slight smile.

"Yep. You would think it would be easy but Jack swears there are at least three parts missing and then finds he's been sitting on them the whole time. If he doesn't hurry up I swear I will call Mike or even Matt to do the bloody job"

The three animatronics giggled and went back to their worksheets as the two ladies drank for a while in quite.

"I'm surprised you're so good at teaching Margret. Did you teach at a school?" Connie asked.

"Oh. No. I had to homeschool my niece Charlie for a while. Her father had...I'm not sure….well he did something to her and she couldn't be around other children for a while. He was an engineer you know. Made these creepy moving dolls for a theme park. He used them to scare the poor girl out of her wits whenever she was naughty"

An alarm bell rang out in Connie's head as her eyes quickly met with Belle's. She was frowning and her optics looked ready to cry.

"Guys, can you go and see Freddystein and see if he needs any help to please, we're going to be very busy today," said Connie softly.

"But we haven't finished….." said JJ as Belle quickly packed up her things along with the others.

"We can finish later. Ms Connie needs to speak to Ms Margret about something important" said Belle as she dragged her sister and JJ with her to find Freddystein. Connie looked down at her coffee before looking at Margret.

"Margret...Charlie's dad...was his surname Afton?"

Margret's face wrinkled with thought for a moment and then her eyes widened as she smiled.

"Yes, I think...no I'm sure that it was. Afton! Yes"

"Are you related to him? I mean you said you were Charlie's aunt…."

"Huh? Oh no, dear. My sister. Elizabeth was Charlie's mother, she was a beautiful woman. She was a great dancer you know, a brilliant ballerina, use to tour around the world before she became pregnant by him. Would you believe that he refused to believe their first child was his at first? It was such a scandal for my poor sister. Now unemployed, unmarried and a single mother. So she hounded him to accept them, finally getting him to take a blood test to prove it, but he still resented the boy. Then she got pregnant with Charlie. He took a second job at a fast food restaurant as a fryer to try and make ends meet. Sadly there were complications at the birth and my sister died. After that, I had very little to do with Afton and the children. I saw them only briefly when I returned to William's funeral. That was what my sister called her son. I poured myself into my work and travels until I got a call from the social services saying that my niece needed a home. Of course, I wasn't going to say no. She was so quiet at first, like a frightened little rabbit, freezing still when looked at and running if approached. It took a while to warm up to me and tell me what happened. You see the e=neighbours complained to the police about the noises they were hearing coming from his home and when they investigated they found her locked up in a large cage with this monster doll thing in the basement"

"That's awful. Where is your niece now?" Connie asked though she was sure she already knew the answer.

"She….she was killed in an accident at work. She worked at the same theme park her father worked for. No one could tell me really what happened, every story they told me was different, but in the end, it was mostly blamed on the girl herself, saying it was stress and tablets and lord knows what else. I never believed it. I mean how does one get themselves locked in a room with a machine that can only be operated from outside of it and still claim it was suicide" Margret was visibly shaking and tears were falling down her eyes. Connie got up from her chair and held the older woman and softly stroked her hair until she calms down.

"I tried to look into it but kept hitting walls and Critter County just wouldn't answer any of my questions and then Afton….I don't believe it….he was too selfish….to obsessed with living forever to throw his life away"

"Ms Margret...I know you're upset...but I think there is something you need to see and someone you need to meet too. He might be able to get you the answers you want"

Mike was leaning heavily on his cane as the cab drove up to the door. His leg was in a bad way and the painkillers were not helping. He should be resting it but this was too important. They could finally get a bit of insight into Afton and who would have guessed it was right in their backyard. He politely opened the door expecting a delicate old lady's hand to take him but instead, it was grabbed by a heavy servo with grubby gold fur.

"Plush? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to escort Ms Margret. We knew the older models were too scary for this place and the babies and JJ were too young to look after her so Connie asked me to bring her" said Plush as he helped Margret out of the cab and Mike paid the driver.

"Very well. Ms Margret, it's wonderful to meet you, Connie and Big Daddy have told me a lot about you"

"Thank you...Mr Schmidt...is it? Sorry, I'm not good with names" Margret apologize looking rather dazed and confused. "Plush dear, are we here for lunch? I don't have much money for such a fancy place…."

"Lunch is on the house, Mrs Margret. You and Plush are my guests. Connie asked you to come and see me about your niece Charlie?"

The old woman frowned for a moment and then smiled "Yes, I remember now, Connie said you were looking into Afton because you build dolls as he did."

"That's right. I have one of his dolls here. I was wondering if you mind taking a look at her" said Mike as Plush held opened the door for them.

"Certainly. I must say Mr Schmidt your dolls are a lot more lively than any of Afton's ones. When he moved, they seemed to be very stiff and almost in pain, they rather scared me" said Margret as she looked around and seeing Fox, Tomkin and Toni at work.

"Well, the one I want you to see is back here, if you will follow me," said Mike as he started to make his way to the party rooms.

"DADDY!" "DOCTOR!"

Mike almost fell on his face when a small bunny and bear both jumped on his legs hugging them tightly. Plush hissed loudly and quickly grabbed them by their scuffs and lifted them up.

"What on earth are you two thinking? Uncle Mike's leg is badly damaged and he doesn't need you to make it worse"

"We're sorry Doctor," said Fiona as she looked at Mike's strained face as he leaned on his cane.

"We wanted to show you are new dance routine," said Bonnet sadly "Everyone really likes it but you haven't seen it yet"

"Oh my! They are adorable!" cooed Margret as she bent slightly and tickled their chins.

"I'll come and see you in a little while girls and I'll be sure to record it so I can show Freddy for you Fiona" smiled Mike as the little bear cheered. Plush put the two smaller animatronics down and followed his uncle and lady to Balloria's party room. The room was set up for a party later and Balloria was standing on her stage not moving. Mike had given her an advance warning and both agreed that she wouldn't reveal herself to her. Best not to upset the old woman. The old woman gasped as she looked at the ballerina and stared with her hand almost covering her mouth.

"Elizabeth…." she breathed "Oh! She looks just like my sister…"

"His wife? Your Sister…"

"Oh...they were never officially married. He refused" Margret said absently as she continued to look over Balloria. "Does she dance?"

Before Mike could say anything, Ballora started to dance, spinning and twirling with grace. Margret smiled brightly as she sat down and watched happily and when Balloria stopped, she gave a loud round of applause.

"My niece Charlie took up dance too, it made her feel closer to her mother, it was a shame that she never got to know my sister. They would have been two peas in a pod" she smiled at Mike "I'm not surprised he made a doll in my sister's image. He really did love her….well as much as he could love anything….he did love his children too...in his own way"

"Charlie and her brother…"

"And their older stepbrother but he was before Charlie's time"

Mike paled as he looked at Margret's still smiling face. "Older stepbrother?"

"Hhhm? Oh yes. He was previously married but divorced and had full custody over their son. A rather odd boy. Very quiet. Always watching and saying nothing. He always carried around his black and white puppet thing that he uses to talk though…."

"Do you remember his name?"

"Sorry dear. I only met him a few times but one day he disappeared, ran away from home supposedly, this was just a few months after my sister moved in with his brother. The police said he had run away due to jealousy and would come back eventually. He never did. He had an odd name….something...Edward? No. Ernie?"

"Ennard?" Mike said firmly, gripping his cane tightly until his knuckles went white.

"That sounds right...I'm not sure...sorry I can't be of much help Mr Schmidt"

"You've been more helpful than you know Ms Margret," said Mike glancing over at Plush whose optics had turned black.

It made sense. How he was so powerful, his feelings for bad children, his obsessive nature. Yet, did he know who he was? Who he once was?

"Margret...is there anything else? Anything at all you can tell me about Afton?"

"He was a very odd man. Very firm in his beliefs. I think he came from a broken home, because he was so strict about right and wrong and the wrong being punished, something like a father would do to justify being cruel to their children. He was very good looking in his youth but as he got older...I don't know...the last time I saw him was at Charlie's funeral...I would have sworn...he was a different person"

Margret looked up at the stage and smiled at Balloria "Do you think she will dance again for me?"

"Oh, I'm sure she won't mind" Mike smiled as Balloria had already stuck a pose and begin to dance for her aunt again. Mike got up and jerked his head to the door and Plush followed him.

"Well….this is unexpected" he muttered as he rubbed his race "I would have never had guessed that Net was actually Afton's oldest son. He always referred to him as his creator or first owner"

"But what about that thing about him not being the same guy that was at the funeral? Do you think that is when the swop happened?" said Plush not wanting to discuss Net.

"Possible. It was after Charlie's death that the accidents became more frequent. Sadly we can't use Margret in a court of law"

"Why?"

"Because as soon as its innocence that she has dementia then she becomes an unreliable witness. They'll claim she doesn't remember event correctly and getting her facts mixed up. Let her be. She's an old lady and I don't wish to upset her" said Mike as he watched the happy old woman watching unknowing her niece dance upon the stage.

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Afton stalked back and forth in his glass cage, gnashing at his lower lip, his eyes practically glowing with rage. He could feel them! The souls! They were escaping! Not only that! His children! His masterpieces! They were being destroyed! He slammed his hands on to the large table causing it to break. He continued hitting things and destroying them until Dahl senior appeared.

"Mr Afton! I ask that you calm down. Your only upsetting and hurting yourself"

"You're killing them! You're destroying my creations! You're freeing the souls of the evil!"

"Sir if you don't calm down I will have the guard sedate you again. As for the machines, we're only getting rid of the ones that no longer work or are beyond repair. That's fair isn't it?"

"So tell me, Mr Dahl. Why should I continue to design my children for you if your only going to destroy them? I know for a fact that the company burns all the blueprints of my creations so they can't be used against you. And the engineers you hirer don't know whether to wind their arses or stretch their watches, let alone build you an animatronic"

"Now there is no need to get upset or make threats. We're all in this together" Dahl's tone was sickly sweet "How about this, I get you something you want, something that I would usually say no too, you can have it. And once you have that, you can go back to designing your lovely little creations for me. What do you say? What is it you want most at this very moment that I can get you?"

Dahl watched the creature for a while, watching as it stroked his chin and tutted under his breath, waiting for it to make up its mind. He only prayed it wasn't something expensive or illegal. A high pitched giggle alerted him to the creature making up its mind. It looked right at him, its body pressed against the glass as it chuckled to itself.

"I want to make a phone call"

"Er….sure...not a problem. Who do you want to call?"

"I want to call the private number of Mr Michael Schmidt" it's smiled before tossing its head back and laughing in complete madness. Dahl Senior's body shook for a moment but brushed it off and he walked away wondering how he could get a hold of the number, while that thing laughter followed him down the dark halls.

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Despite the late hour, Freddy's was buzzing, but not with humans...well some but mostly with animatronics. Each of the restaurants had done their videos and Mike thought it would be a great idea for everyone to see them before giving them some other news but to also met the new animatronics. Fiona had sprinted through the door and leapt into Freddy's arms and was wearing out her voice box telling him of all her adventures at the Sister and how she and Bonnet were now a singing/dancing duo. Bonnet went around introducing herself as the new star of the Sister to everyone while Tomkin stood next to his siblings holding their servos nervously as the larger older models introduced themselves. Balloria aka Charlie had stayed behind at the Sister not wanting to meet her aunt or the babies while Freddystein had stayed behind to keep Margret company. Mark had been brilliant and set up a projector so they could all view the videos but also see what he and Mike have been working on.

"Is everything ready Mark?"

"You bet boss man!"

"OK! Everyone get into your seats and your groups. Now since Foxy's video, The Cove has been the front runner for this competition but all that could now change because everyone else has their videos as well" He waited for the cheers to die down before continuing "But before we watch the videos I thought I'd let you guys in on a little secret. Foxy, you used Mark's account to post your video right, well you no longer need to do that, as of a week or so ago, Freddy Fazbear company has launched their own channel on u-tube"

The large screen behind him showed the website with their page on it and he waited again for the cheers to die down.

"This channel is to promote our restaurants, our charity events as well as try to find new employees. And of course, record the jump scares of all those unfortunate souls that wander these halls at Halloween. You can post your own videos, but they must be seen by your managers and must NOT contain any parties that you host. We don't want angry parents on the phone or anything like that. So be careful"

"Does this mean we could film some of our stories and post them?" asked Foxy a bright gleam in his optics.

"I don't see why not, but only one or two OKs? Now I don't want you guys using this to fight out whose restaurants the best. That is why each group is limited to one video a week and its to be done in the nighttime hours after chores are done or during the day during quiet time with your manager's approval. Now. Let's see your videos! Starting with Freddy's"

Freddy's showed a black and white picture of a young man with a Freddy animatronic. Explaining how it was his dream to have a pizzeria run by animatronics. More black and white pictures followed showing different locations and how the company grew as well as the charity work they did back then too. Then it was the modern day one with Freddy showing off a large case of trophies and certificates for all the hard work they had achieved. Then showing clips of the other animatronics doing their jobs and entertaining with kids. Then it changed to outside with all the animatronics waving.

"Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria! Been entertaining kids for years! Come in for a slice"

Everyone clapped politely while Freddy and the group took a bow. Nightmares and Sister's videos were really good too and both got the same round of applause.

"Ok. Now we know the restaurant that wins the charity run gets bragging rights for the year but this year there is an additional prize. Do you know the city always puts on a parade for Thanksgiving? Well, this year we have been invited to have one of the floats…" Mike paused for a moment to look at their excited faceplates. "That's right. You win and you and your group will be in the City's Thanksgiving parade as well as getting to design the float yourselves"

The animatronics were suddenly all excited and muttering to themselves, coming up with ideas and how exciting it would be to be in a parade.

"The parades at Critter Country were always really good and everyone was always smiling and waving. And everyone is SUPER happy" said Tomkin excitedly practically bouncing next to his older brother.

"We need to win!" said Bonnet to Fiona "We can show everyone in the city how amazing we are!"

"We could be hiding in boxes or something and do jump scares," said Baby to Belle and JJ.

"We could do all our new songs Freddy!" said Bonnie picking up his guitar "We better start practising"

"Connie are you ok?" Jack asked as he looked over at his wife. She had gone quite pale and was rubbing her belly reassuringly.

"Yeah...probably just gas or something...I'm just going to the ladies…" Connie got up markedly and took a couple of steps before groaning loudly. Suddenly there was a large puddle on the floor around Connie's feet. The whole room went silent as jaws dropped and brains stopped working as everyone froze in place.

"Did Ms Connie just wet herself?" Baby suddenly asked Plush who quickly snapped out of his shock.

"No Silly! Her water has just broke! She's going to have her baby!"

Jack and Matt were suddenly beside Connie leading her toward the door while Big Daddy followed carrying the bag he took with him just in case.

"Freddy, have someone clean up right away, everyone will stay here until Jeremy and the rest of us get back. Mark you're in charge and Adam have the night off" barked Mike as he hobbled to the door as quickly as he could.

"Wait! I'm coming too!" said Plush but Mike put up a hand to stop him.

"No Plush, neither you or Big Daddy are going"

"Like to see you try and stop me" growled the large bear.

"Look! Neither of you realises that when babies are born everything must be sterilized and clean because they don't have immune systems. When was the last time either of you had a really strong clean?" Mike asked knowing the answer was a long time ago. "You can't go for the baby's sake. The best thing you guys can do is go home to the Realm and make sure everything is clean and ready for when Connie brings the baby home"

"Ok, Uncle Mike but you will text us and keep us all updated won't you?" Plush asked almost pleading.

"Of course"

"Make sure she gets the best treatment, Mike! Don't let anything happen to her" said Big Daddy looking out the window and watching Connie climb into the car.

"I promise," said Mike with a big smile as he went out the door.

All the animatronics gather around the windows as they watched Mike, Jeremy, Jack and Connie drive off, the pregnant girl happily waving goodbye from the back of the car.

"Mr Mark? Ms Connie is going to be ok, isn't she? And the baby too?" Belle asked as she and her sister with JJ gathered around the tall human. Mark smiled and patted their heads.

"I'm sure she will be fine. Lots of ladies give birth every day so its old hat to the doctors at the hospital. She'll go in and they'll look after her until the baby is ready to be born"

"How is the baby going to come out?" JJ asked, "Does it come out of her bum like an egg?"

"No stupid! That's what chickens do!" said Belle as she smacks JJ on the head.

"Oh yeah! Then where does it come out of then smartie pants" sneered the smaller animatronic.

"It's obvious!" said Belle proudly "If the baby is in her belly it must come out of her belly button"

"Wow, sis! Your amazing!" said Baby happily.

"Is that right?" JJ asked looking up at Mark who was biting his lip trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, sure, belly button, why not"

"Jeremy said once he dropped them off at the hospital, he'll come back and take you all home, Adam do you mind going with the sister lot? I know Mike said go home but I don't think he was thinking clearly" said Matt as he came back into the pizzeria.

"I don't mind. I'll have to get Ms Connie and Jack a gift for the baby in the morning though. Does anyone know what baby she is having?" said Adam thoughtfully.

"No, they wanted it to be a surprise, I'll go with you," said Mark "Maybe we could all chip in and get something really nice"

"That would be good," said Freddy "Maybe each restaurant other than the Realm should do the same?"

"Tis a good idea. I look forward to seeing the wee one" said Foxy "It has been a long while since our family has had a baby to help look after"

"Ok, guys I know we're all excited, but you still have jobs to do, so who is going to clean up this mess?" Mark asked Freddy pointing to where Connie had stood.

"Chica has already cleaned it up to Mark," said Freddy deadpan pointing to the large yellow chicken who was holding a mop and glaring at him.

"Oh...right...well just remember Mike said I was in charge ok," said Mark trying to save face as the other animatronics laughed at him.

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Mike kept his promise about keeping them updated but it would still take hours before the baby was born. Jeremy drove them the nightmare group back to the Realm all the while promising Big Daddy that he drove sensible and safely with Connie in the car to the hospital. Thankfully for them, it was an off day which meant they're only opened in the early evening. Big Daddy took Mike's words to pump and had the group cleaning everything, from floors to ceilings, everything got scrubbed and then everyone helped one another clean themselves, making sure they were all clean and sterilized for when the baby got there. It was late afternoon and everyone but Big Daddy and Plush had powered down to sleep so they would be ready for tonight. Margret sat with them, answering any questions they asked her about human babies and what they are like.

"Very noisy and unpredictable. Since they can't talk, they can only cry to tell you something is wrong and that wrong thing could be anything from needing a change, I'm hungry, I'm cold, too hot or it could be I just want a cuddle" explained Margret. "It can be really trying too because babies have no concept of time either, they cry day or night so Connie is very lucky to have to all to help"

"But does it usually take this long?" moaned Plush "I mean the baby is already made right? It's not like they need to give it a virus scan or anything is there?"

"It will come when it's ready and not before" smiled Margret at the mopping bunny and petted him softly. "Humans are not really made for rushing you know"

There was a loud ping from mobile and Plush looked excitedly at Big D as he looked down at his mobile and smiled.

"Connie's is fine and has had a baby boy named James. They are being kept overnight just for inspection and will come home tomorrow. He's sent a picture" Big D turned his phone around and showed them a picture of a baby in a little blue outfit with a blue hat covering his bald head.

"Oh what a beautiful boy! So tiny too!"

"I can't wait for him to grow up! I'm going to teach him so much and play with him and everything and protect him and love him" Plush gushed before crushing to the floor.

"Plush?"

"He's alright. Just gone to sleep" said Big Daddy as he picked Plush up "I better get a couple of winks too otherwise I won't be ready for tonight. Will you be alright on your own for a while?"

"I'll be fine Teddy. To tell the truth I might go and have a sleep myself. Good night" the old woman stood on tiptoes and kissed the bear on the cheek before making her way to her new room.

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Mike was sitting in his apartment, looking over the business statements and other bills that needed paying. Although he did have an accountant for this job, he still needed to look over things and signed them, plus since he knew people tended to fiddle with the books, he was always very careful when looking things over. Still, he loved his job. He loved his friends, children and family, as crazy and unusual as they were. Now he was an uncle again and a soon to be godfather to young James, who was going to be spoiled rotten, if he knew the Nightmare animatronics well enough. Then he noticed a letter from the local city paper and opened it. It was from Kevin mainly asking if he could do a photo shoot and a private interview with him for the paper since it was a usually asked for request from their readers and even more so now after his competition with Critter County. It sounded like a really big hassle but then again it was also free publicity, plus if he only took the children animatronics too, they wouldn't be much trouble. He was going through his diary to see when he could meet up with Kevin to discuss it when his mobile rang. Unknown. Mike frowned at the screen. No one had this number outside of the animatronics, his family and a few employees, so why was someone else using it? He clicked on the green button and held the phone to his ear.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Good evening Mr Schmidt. I hope I haven't caught you at a bad time?"

The voice sounded unearthly and made Mike's skin crawl "If this is a sales call, I want you to delete my number…."

"Oh, I'm not selling anything, Mr Schmidt. I just want to talk to you. I understand you have been looking for me"

Mike sat up straight "Who is this?"

There was a high pitched giggle at the other end for a while before it stopped and sighed "My name is Mr William Afton. It's a pleasure to finally speak to you, Mr Michael Schmidt"

To Be Continued…..

(Yes, I know a lot didn't happen here but this needed to happen before I get to the really good parts. If you like Disneyland and have any rides like, Thunder Mountain, Haunted Mansion, that you want to be mentioned in the later chapters (be warned I'm going to warp them like epic Mickey style) then please let me know with your review of the chapter)