Chapter 8: Memories
All of the animatronics were excited, but none more than Bonnie. It was as if Bonnie was a birthday kid, just waiting for it to get started. Bonnie was the first to cross the overgrown parking lot to the Pizzeria. He hadn't even noticed that grass had sprouted all over and vines cling like cradling babies. The bunny pushed open the doors to a dark and damp reception area. Bonnie stood there wondering where the people were and why the area looked so messy. The chairs were overturned, the posters decayed and ripped, and much of the wall was in need of repair.
"HELLO!" Bonnie called out. He flinched when the only voice that responded back was his own echo.
The others joined him shortly after and stared in disbelief at the state of the reception area.
"They've always been so clean," Chica remarked.
"Maybe they're planning on redoing it?" Bonnie suggested. Freddy shook his head.
"No, I don't think so. Something's off."
Freddy took a step in. As soon as his foot-paw came down, one of the tiles shattered and its pieces were scattered across the floor. After seeing that, the others began taking careful steps to avoid any more damage. Unfortunately, years of neglect left the tiles fragile and combined with the weight, many simply broke. As they got deeper, though, the tiles held fast.
The animatronics called out for the others. People like Mr. Fazbear, the manager, children, adults, or even the endoskeletons that they attempted to stuff into empty suits. No one responded.
"Mr. Fazbear?! Anyone?" Foxy called out. She had tried climbing around, but every time when she did the wires and pipes she held onto snapped. Now she was forced to painfully crawl on the ground.
"HELLO! I'm here for a birthday party!" Chica yelled excitingly. She jumped into one of the party rooms expecting cheering children. All there was were more empty chairs and tables. The chicken looked around the room in dismay trying to figure out what was going on. Was this a prank?
Freddy strolled through the silent, decayed halls. He was heading straight towards the manager's officer to see if anyone was there. It wasn't far from the reception area so the bear got there in a mere minute. He opened the door which gave a final groan before falling off the hinges and collapsing to the floor sending a flurry of dust. Freddy stood there allowing his night vision to kick in. What he saw unnerved him.
The manager's room was untidy. Layers of dust rested all over and the lights refused to turn on when Freddy kept switching on them. There was also newspaper clipping all along the wall relating to Fazbear's Pizzeria. One in particular caught his attention. It featured him, Bonnie, and Chica. That made him smile, but the words on the clipping dashed that.
ROBOTS SCRAPPED
Fazbear's is Closing.
After being open for only a few short weeks, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria is closing it's doors.
The new animatronics will be scrapped due to possible malfunctions, however, the original characters are being kept in hopes of a possible reorganization of the company.
"It's a minor setback. We are confident we will reopen some day, even if it is with a smaller budget."- CEO Fazbear Ent.
Freddy stood there numb, unable to comprehend its meaning. It simply couldn't be like this. They had always been good with the children and they didn't have any malfunctions! And yet the clipping was there, existing only to mock Freddy's denial. It felt as if the more he resisted the more real it became.
Bonnie shortly stepped into the manager's office after Freddy's discovery and cheerfully asked," Yeah, Freddy, do you know where everyone is?"
Freddy simply pointed to the newspaper clipping. Bonnie raised a questioning eyebrow at his suddenly gloomy friend, but followed to bearwitness his world collapsing. Bonnie felt his optimistic nature just blew away like sand. He bent over in agony.
Chica and Foxy entered shortly after Bonnie and they too asked the same thing. Freddy simply pointed and the duo stared blankly at the newspaper.
"I think I'll… walk," Bonnie muttered. He got up and walked out of the office towards the show stage.
The show stage itself was a mess. The streamer that once said 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' was gone. The chairs and tables were also gone, likely moved. However, there were still drawings of kids with their favorite animatronic. There were even the arcade games still lying around slowly withering away. All of this only made Bonnie knelt his eyebrows in sadness. How much he wanted already wanted those days back. He thought that the gang would last forever, but guess they were as disposable as cans.
Bonnie climbed up on the show stage and sat down. He stared at the fading Pizzeria remembering the good ol days. In fact, he closed his eyes while pulling up a recording from his memory chip.
Today was a busy day for Bonnie or as his friends so teasingly liked to call him, BonBon. There were at least six birthdays to attend and the bunny had just finished playing for a group of kids. He stepped down from the show stage heading towards the Parts and Service room after his guitar broke. Hopefully one of the kids didn't go after him because the old animatronics were wasting away in there.
When Bonnie rounded, however, he heard a girly giggle. He turned around to see a empty stretch of hall. Then another giggle mocked him for not looking down. When Bonnie did, a browned haired girl with brown eyes filled with life jumped up and she yelled surprise. Bonnie, surprised, took a step back from the sudden movement. How did she manage to follow him without being caught by her parents or staff?
"Bonnie!" The girl squealed. She went and lovingly hugged his leg.
"Missy, you should be with your parents! They're probably worried sick about you," as soon as the words left Bonnie's mouth, the girl stopped hugging and looked down. Bonnie kneeled. If his face wasn't a permanently twisted into a smiley face he would have given a scolding expression.
"My parents are at work so my brother dropped me off, but I don't know where he is."
Oh.
"Weeelll, maybe I'll let this slide once, but we're going to look for your brother after we get a guitar so hop on!" Bonnie smiled at his pun.
Bonnie bent down for the girl to climb on and he assisted her by supporting her with his hands, paws, whatever the humans called his gripping things.
"Yay!" The girl squealed as Bonnie resumed his walk.
"So, mind if I ask your name? You already know me as Bonnie the bunny, but I don't know yours."
"Bonnie!"
"We have the same name! Oh, wait, we're almost in the storage room. Mind closing your eyes? There's some stuff that I don't want you to see."
"OK BonBon!" Bonnie cheerfully replied. She closed her eyes with one hand while the other gripped tighter.
The pair entered the darkened room. The bunny always hated the dark, but thankfully he could see with his optic sensors. After turning them on, he looked around the room.
Stacks of boxes rested on top of one another. A table sat off to the side and lying on it were various head pieces used for the gang if they got damaged. The old animatronics sat, or lay, on the ground. They were in various states of decay. The most decayed, and possibly the scariest, was his, own, older self. The old Bonnie was missing its face with the expectation of its lower jaw. One arm was also nothing more than a jungle of wires and the remaining hand's fabric was rotten away revealing the metal hand.
Bonnie didn't waste a second in getting his guitar. When he turned to leave the horror room, he thought he heard a metal click like something switched on. Bonnie slammed the door not thinking it would scare the girl who let out a squeal.
"Sorry about that, just didn't want you to see the room was all," Bonnie apologized.
"It's ok."
"Alright then! Let us go find your parents!"
Then seemingly out of nowhere, a golden animatronic stepped in front of the two Bonnies. Bonnie's facial recognition software kicked in, but before it could finish, the animatronic became a yellow blur. Bonnie's vision went into a purple haze and the last thing he heard was his name being screamed by the other Bonnie.
Bonnie shook himself from the recording and began shaking. After thatmoment his recording software must have faltered. There were still bits and pieces, but it was like a jigsaw with pieces missing. Just what happened afterward?
Chica roamed the halls and eventually found herself in one of the party rooms. She sat down with legs crossed remembering when this room was filled with children's laughter instead of the wind's whispering. Chica activated her recording software pulling out a random memory.
Busy day, busy day it was indeed. Chica had just finished her second birthday party and still had four more to go to. The chicken found the kitchen to fetch some more cakes and pizza, but apparently those lazy chiefs were on lunch break. Couldn't they bother to at least eat in the Pizzeria?
Thankfully, Chica had well over 500 recipes programmed into her software. She went to work immediately pulling out various ingredients to make her famous vanilla cake. As she cooked, the door creaked open and Chica turned her head to see the person entering. However, the door simply closed and no one was near it. Huh.
"I know someone's there."
"You found me!" A high pitched voice yelled. The speaker rose from behind a counter and Chica got a look at the girl.
She couldn't have been more than six years old with braided, blonde hair and a smile so infectious that Chica was compelled to smile, even though she couldn't.
"Why are you doing here little chick?" Chica asked.
"Trying to find my big, dumb brother. He left me aloooone," the girl cried. Chica then heard the girl's stomach growl and the girl placed a hand on her belly, "and I'm hungry!"
Even though Chica was more concerned on trying to find her brother, how could she let a child starve?
"Alright then, I'll make you some cupcakes! Then afterwards we'll find your brother."
"Thank you!"
Chica grabbed some more ingredients from the cabinets and a cooking pan. She finished cooking shortly after starting and handed them to the girl. She devoured them like a bear out of hibernation.
"So what's your name, mind me asking."
"Sarah," the girl said before stuffing another cupcake into her mouth.
"Well that's just a lovely name, but I think enough time has passed. We should start looking for your brother."
Once Chica was finished speaking, the door flung open and she whipped her head towards the door. A yellow bunny animatronic stood there with what appeared to be a phone of some sort. Chica then stared into animatronic's eyes which weren't robotic. They were human.
Before Chica could even speak, the human in the suit dashed forward. His speed surprised Chica for she had never seen a human move that fast before and the human tackled her. Sarah squealed causing the human to whip around bashing in her temple. Sarah flopped down to the ground like a ragdoll, blood pouring down from the wound.
Chica was furious. How dare that human harm a innocent child! She rose, but before anything could transpire, the human stepped in front of her and slammed something into her head. Everything was a purple haze after that.
Chica twitched from the pain of the memory. She failed to protect the child and somehow that human damaged her. Or worse, hacked into her software. She dreaded what the human could have done to her programming. The recording software was tampered with, that much as known, but beyond that she didn't know.
Freddy, meanwhile, stared outside thinking of their downfall. Everything had been perfect until that man showed up. Everything was paradise for them. Making the children laugh and just having a fun time was their heaven. Yet somehow, that all came crashing down when he appeared. Freddy's recording software transported him back to that day.
The day was nearly completed and how much Freddy just wanted to turn in. Six birthdays in a day was enough to make eve bears tired, but at least he had fun! The children were leaving and he was watching them while keeping an eye on Bonnie and Chica. For some reason they were acting up, staring at the adults. Sure, they got along with the kids just fine, but the adults were the kids' parents. If they stared at them and made the adults feel uncomfortable then chances were that the adults would take the kids elsewhere. They couldn't afford that, especially with the Pizzeria's reputation.
When the last child left, Freddy turned to his two friends," Ok you two, head back to the Show Stage and shut down. The new night guard is going to be here soon and we don't need a repeat of what happened last week. Poor lad was screaming his head off all night."
Bonnie and Chica nodded and headed back. Freddy nodded, but he had something to do. Preferably he wanted to make the new night guard feel safe at his new job so the manager decided to give him a Fazbear's head just in case the old animatronics acted up sometime during the night. Freddy also stayed next to the door to greet the guard when he would enter, but the sound of muffled sobbing alerted him.
Freddy traced sound into the Parts and Service room. How he hated being in here with the old animatronics, they just creped him out. However, he would have to weather the fear and find out what was going on.
He opened the door gently to see a sight that would horrify him. Five children were bound and gagged. Most were knocked out, one bleeding from the temple, and two were struggling against their bounds crying out. Freddy moved to help them, but something stepped in his path.
It was too dark to tell what it was, but it had the outline of Bonnie. Aside from the old and new Bonnies, Freddy didn't know anything. He must have been imagining it and so he tried going through it. The shadow held up its hand stopping Freddy. It was real.
"Who do you think you are? Kidnapping children for what? Let me guess, to sell them," Freddy growled. He was aware that there were bad people who would kidnap kids to be sold. That just made him mad.
Sinister laughter came from the shadow," Who said I was going to sell them?"
Freddy's eye widen at the sight of a glimmering knife. Before he could react, the shadow's other hand went into his suit and a purple haze followed. Freddy, however, felt his hand connect with the shadow as if it was being guided by a presence before his functions stopped.
Freddy came to and stared out into the awaking world. How long had he been watching his own failure? It didn't matter. After a week the incident happened, Fazbear's Pizzeria was to be shut down and the originals to be updated. A man also came to speak with Mr. Fazbear apparently reminding him that they had a deal. However, Mr. Fazbear cancelled that deal saying that the Toy Animatronics had too many malfunctions to work safely.
Foxy, after reading the newspaper, found another and had taken it with her to Kid's Cove. She nestled herself in a corner with paper in hand. Before Foxy decided to read it, she looked around the Cove. The toddlers and younger kids that were sent here were to be watched by Foxy, but they tore her apart. Foxy didn't blame them, they were kids. Kids needed to channel their energy into something or else they could have wound up hurting themselves. That was what her programming told her at least.
The Cove itself was pretty much like the rest of the Pizzeria. Empty, rotten, decayed. No one cared for this place anymore and no one really cared for her in the first place expect the gang. Huh, fitting place to die.
Foxy shook the thought out. That was a horrible thought. Her friends would be devastated, but as she looked down at the newspaper, maybe it wasn't such a bad idea.
IT BITES!
The Bite of 87
Despite reassurances that the Toy Animatronics were 100% safe and kid-friendly it would appear that the adults have much worse to fear.
At Fazbear's Pizzeria, the Toy Animatronic known as Foxy 2.0, replacement of the famous Foxy the Pirate, embedded itself into the skull of a 29 year old woman named Hope Schmidt.
The woman survived and is currently being treated at Mercy's Hospital. Investigators have yet to find the cause of the attack, but foul play is suspected.
"As technology develops more rapidly, it is becomes easier for wannabe hackers to crack the firewalls with only a few key strokes. This easily could have been a prank gone wrong, but whoever did this will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law."
Hope's only son, Mike Schmidt, will be placed in foster care until Hope can make a recovery.
An employee, name withheld for security reasons, reports that in the weeks before the Bite, not only the Toy Animatronics were glitched, but attempted to enter their office during the night.
"They tried stuffing me into a god**** furry suit! I hope Mr. Fazbear can get the originals not to do the same!"
The Toy Animatronics are to be placed in storage until the company can find a proper way to dispose of them.
Foxy crumbled the paper in her paws. That was what caused Fazbear to shut down the Pizzeria and scrap them wasn't it? Foxy closed her eyes, unknowingly activating her recording software.
Foxy remained motionless in the deserted Cove. There was only one birthday today by a child named Mike. Not many people came so it was what the humans would call 'off day'. She hated it. Not being able to watch the children was like severing all connections to humanity. Though, Foxy supposed she could just take the day off.
Then shouting could be heard coming from the Show Stage. Foxy was compelled to investigate the noise and crawled out of the Cove. In the Show Stage, a mixed group of adults and children were allowing several employees to drag her friends away for whatever reason.
"Yeah, Jeremy! Watch the kids will ya while we deal with the Fazbear gang?" Someone grunted.
"Gotca!" Came the reply.
Foxy was about to crawl after her friends when she looked over to see a pair of humans standing away. One was a child with innocent blue eyes and another was a blonde headed female picking him up. Foxy could even hear cooing and comfort words and her software registered this as a possible predator. Foxy scuttled towards the duo without regard for the others. Shouts followed and she swore she could have heard a familiar voice yelling for her to stop, but Foxy didn't listen and lunged at the predator.
She sank her fangs just as the predator put down the child sending blood everywhere. Foxy's normally white muzzle was stained with crimson and the predator's face was hidden by both the blood and Foxy's snout. However, the child screamed.
"MOM!"
What? No, this was a predator.
"Hope? Fuck, fuck, fuck! Mike, don't look!"
"Somebody call 911!"
"Josh, cover your eyes honey and don't open them."
"MOM!" The child's cries snapped Foxy out of her delusion.
Foxy had just murdered the child's mother. She tried prying her teeth out, but when she tugged, blood squirted out into her eyes. Her vision turned red and as she panicked, Foxy ripped her jaws out of the mother. Slowly, and shamefully, Foxy backed away. She whipped the blood out of her eyes and looked up to see a employee bringing his foot down onto Foxy's head.
When Foxy came to, light danced playfully in front of her through cracks in the ceiling.
"It must be morning," Foxy muttered. She forced herself up and dragged herself into the Reception Area where Freddy stood staring out into the early hours.
"Think they can just scrap us and replace us, can they?" Freddy's angered words reached Foxy who filched. Maybe he wasn't in the mood to be talked to, but perhaps talking could calm him down.
"Hello."
Freddy turned around and Foxy whimpered. His eyes were black, but slowly returning to their normal brown. The only time when Freddy's eyes were black was when he was extremely angry.
"Oh, hi Foxy! How's the morning?"
"Fine," Foxy lied. She didn't want Freddy to be upset more than he was already.
"Great! I-" Freddy was stopped when he heard a vehicle's engine slicing the air before stopping. Both he and Foxy looked out to see Jeremy and Mike stepping out of the vehicle.
"Oh, look, it's the man who mangled you," Freddy's voice was like cold steel.
Foxy should have been angry with Mike, but she knew it was the child all those years ago. All that pent up rage must have broke him, but why would he come back to this cursed place?
"Foxy, go get the others. We're going to teach them a lesson."
A/N: Sorry about this taking longer than usual, but yeah! You guys got a longer chapter and even got to see my view on the story of the downfall of the Toys. :D
Also, remember to submit questions for the Ask or Dare chapter. I need at least 3-6 or else I won't do it.
And holy crap, 4,000 views?! *Blasts off to the moon*
ZombiesSlayers: Thanks! And I'll do try and update this as much as possible, but real life man.
VolcanicPizza: I saw it coming! But in all seriousness, I just needed something to get the story moving alone so why not put in Mike's mom!
