Chapter 9 (Picking Sides)

Toy Freddy

Toy Freddy picked Balloon Boy off the ground, and immediately collapsed. He had been so scared, but he knew he couldn't win if he was scared. He had bottling up the fear, now it was exploding through his mind like a million fireworks. Balloon Boy rested his hand on Toy Freddy's back. "It's ok, I know it was scary." Toy Freddy, wracked with shakes and fear, took Balloon Boy's hand and started to walk back in the direction of the pizzeria.

While Toy Freddy walked he had time to think about some things. I need to be stronger, so I can protect Balloon Boy. But how can that happen...I'm just a useless pile of fear. Toy Freddy continued to beat himself up mentally, when a flash of yellow interrupted him.

Toy Chica stood before him and Balloon Boy, standing in her usual seductive style. "By boyfriend say you beat him up. That's gonna suck for you." Toy Freddy let out a small squeak of terror. Balloon Boy suddenly pulled on his hand, dragging him behind himself. "We need to go now!" Balloon Boy yelled. Toy Freddy quickly picked up Balloon Boy and ran down the streets. "Oh you're gonna run? Fine by me, I like a good chase~"called Toy Chica after them. Toy Freddy turned around to see Toy Chica sprinting through the streets and a break-neck speed. Crud.

Toy Freddy rounded a corner, dragging his hand along the ground to turn easier. He could hear Toy Chica running behind him, her footfalls hitting the ground softly, opposed to the speed she was running. Freddy ran down the next street, almost back to the entrance of the shopping center. Toy Freddy could hear his pursuer was getting closer, he just needed to get to the end of the street. He turned the corner again, bolting into the shopping center. He saw a group of men at the front door, so he ran around the side of the building. He saw a hole in the wall, started to question it's existence but decided not to and ran inside.

It was dark, like, really dark, the blue glow given off by Toy Freddy's irises was enough to see however. He looked behind him, and saw Toy Chica sprint past the hole in the wall. "Phew…" He set Balloon Boy down on his feet. "I hope she doesn't come back..." Toy Freddy sighed, still shaking. "We'll be ok mister! Don't worry." Balloon Boy wrapped his fingers around Toy Freddy's palm, calming him down somewhat.

Toy Freddy looked down at Balloon Boy. "What will we do if she comes back?" Balloon Boy seemed to think for a second. "We'll just have to gather lots of friends, that way if she tries to hurt us we'll all get her back!" Toy Freddy thought the plan over. "Ok, where do you want to start?" Balloon Boy smiled a huge smile.

"We'll start with some of the older people!"

Bonnie

Howard walked. He walked, and walked, and walked. He had been walking for about thirty minutes now. Anyone who saw him would say that if he had a face, it would be heavy with sadness. What do I do? Howard held his hand in front of his face, still stained with Sarah's blood. What can I do? Howard found himself in the middle of a playground, the same one he had been in just a while ago. Howard's steps became heavier as he plodded to the bench he and Sarah once sat in together.

What am I without her...she was my life...without her I might as well not have one. He held his hand up to his skull, feeling it was loose. One quick rip, that's all it would take. He wrapped his fingers around the skull, feeling the cold steel in his hand. He reared his arm back, and tore. Except he didn't. His hand was clasped around his skull, almost about to tear it out. He tried again, but his hand stopped again. Why can't I do this? He tried multiple times, but each time he stopped himself.

Damn it… He slumped over. I don't have the strength to kill myself. I didn't have the strength to save Sarah...I can't do anything right! He slammed his fist against his head, leaving a sizable dent in the metal. What can I do now? What can I have purpose for? Howard skulked for a bit, before remembering what had brought him to where he is now.

Frank.

Howard shot off the bench and went to one of the play structures. I need a long flat piece of metal. He found one on one of the playsets, easily ripping it off. He punched it into a slight curve, very thin in width. He started to run the side of it along the exposed metal of his hand, sharpening it. He grabbed a plastic grip from a swing and fitted it on the end. What Howard had now, was a pirate's cutlass. He had experience with the weapon from fighting Frank before, who was easily beat by it's sharp blade. Perfect.

Howard walked back down the way he came, new purpose in his steps. Just then, a man walked in front of him, freezing him. I don't have time for this. Howard struggled against his locked limbs, then with a crack, he was free. The man had started to dial nine one one on his phone, reporting that there was a robot that was endangering the children. "I'm sorry...I can't let you do that." Howard spun his new sword in the air, and in one quick slice cut off the man's head. "Sorry friend."

The man's head fell from the stump and hit the ground with a thunk. Howard didn't care however. Nothing mattered to him now except the death of Frank. For once you lose your true love, what else do you have to lose?"FRANK!" Howard yelled into the morning air, his voice glitching, becoming more robotic, more processed.

"Prepare for your demise." he said, his voice sounding more like text to speech than a human.

Toy Bonnie

"F*ckin' kehd with his f*ckin' bear and his f*ckin' top hat…" Toy Bonnie mumbled as he walked back to the pizzeria. "Babe it's ok, we'll kill 'em, just hang on."assured Toy Chica, giving his hand a light squeeze. "I know I know, it's just that...I wanna do it now!" yelled Toy Boonie, slamming his fist against the wall to his right, cracks spider webbing from the impact. "Babe calm down." "Sorry sugah." Toy Bonnie smiled, wrapping his arm around her sizable waist.

The couple walked into the shopping center, Toy Bonnie noting the group of men around the door. "We can take 'em." whispered Toy Bonnie. "Way ahead of you. We just have to make sure they don't see us." Toy Chica crept up behind the four on the left, Toy Bonnie the four on the right. When the duo got close, they put their plan into action.

Toy Bonnie grabbed one by the leg, swinging him into the other three, laughing intensely. Toy Chica speared two through the chest with her palms, crushing their hearts before they had a chance to react. Toy Bonnie threw the man he was holding to the ground, placing his foot on the man's chest, followed by the pulling off of his leg. Toy Bonnie then proceeded to beat the man to death with his own leg, before moving to the prone forms of the other three people and starting to kick them, as he did the grin on his face grew larger and larger, his pupils dilating further and further.

Toy Chica moved to a woman and quickly snapped her neck, throwing her limp body into the man that just now found out about her. Toy Bonnie moved to the last man and rested his foot on her head, before slowly putting more and more pressure on it, until the woman's head burst like a water balloon, blood and brains going everywhere. Toy Chica sat on top of the final man, suddenly shooting her arm down his throat and gripping his lungs, crushing them. She removed her arm from the man's body, watching him take his final breaths with curiosity. All this happened in three minutes.

Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie met up near the middle of the pile of bodies, hi-fiving each other and congratulating. They were about to break the door so they could get in, when something dropped on Toy Bonnie's head, quickly curling itself around his face, preventing him from seeing. "GAH!" yelled a muffled Toy Bonnie. "Humans may. Not deserve such wonderful things. But they deserve. TO LIVE!" came the reprimand of the thing on Toy Bonnie's head. It's voice sounded like multiple different people talking, each taking turns, accompanied by a slight background of radio static.

Toy Bonnie clawed at the strange thing on his head, eventually finding a grip and with a huff, threw it off. The creature hit the ground and crawled onto the wall of the pizzeria. Now that Toy Bonnie could see, he saw that the thing that grabbed him was a contorted mess of machinery, the only discernible features being two hands, a foot, and a white head that looked suspiciously like Foxy's. "Do not. Make me do that again." the thing called from it's perch on the wall. "Get down here so I can beat the stuffin' out of ya!" "You do realize. That by saying that I. Won't come down." Toy Bonnie stopped to think about that. "Shoot yer right. Come down here so I can give ya a hug!" "Still no."

Toy Bonnie tried to catch it with a jump, missing it by a longshot. "I'll be watching. Don't let me catch you. Doing that again." The creature was about to skitter onto the roof, when Toy Bonnie called after it. "Do you even have a name, freak?" The creature turned her head one hundred and eighty degrees, eyes black, save for a pair of white pupils.

"Mangle." it said with a voice sounding more like a robot than a radio.

Foxy

Foxy had been running for a while now. He didn't want to be anywhere near the beast he knew as Golden Freddy, last time he was around him Foxy died. He felt like he had a name before he was Foxy, but he didn't care. The part of him that cared had been gone for a while now. Jacob, had been gone for a while now. Foxy stopped mid stride. Yes that's right, I used to be Jacob! But Foxy didn't remember being Jacob. Jacob had been dead for a while. Now he was just Jacob's leftover feelings of hatred and sadness, a mere husk of what he once was.

Foxy turned around, noting that he was pretty far away from the pizzeria. I bet I can go back now, Golden Freddy must be tired by now. Foxy broke into a run, on his way passing a playground. The same playground he had been in before. The more interesting thing however, was Bonnie walking in the distance with a strange piece of metal in his hand. He looks sad. Perfect. Foxy dashed up to Bonnie, where he could see the piece of metal was a cutlass.

"Aye Bonnie, what seems to be the matter?" Bonnie slightly turned his head. "I'm Howard stupid, you're Jacob. Get it right." Howard's voice sounded a lot more robotic now, like a bad speak and spell. Foxy let out a hearty laugh. "Jacob died a long time ago m'boy. Where's yer wench of a girlfriend?" Howard froze. "Do not." With a quick flick of his wrist he had his makeshift cutlass by Foxy's neck. "Talk about Sarah like that." Foxy eased the blade of his chin. "Easy there mate, what happened? Did Golden Freddy kill her?" Howard stopped everything. "...Yes, he did. I'm on my way to kill him." "Do ye feel angry?" Howard sighed. "Of course I am...otherwise I wouldn't be going to kill him."

I don't want him to kill Freddy just yet. "Fine by me lad, do whatever you want." Foxy sped off, leaving Howard to himself and his growing hatred. As Foxy ran he thought about how Bonnie could be useful. He only wants to kill Freddy, nothing else. He won't stop at anything, I need to warn Freddy. Foxy made it to the pizzeria and was about to circle around the side when he noticed the pile of dead bodies. Someone's been busy. Foxy circled around the side, finding a large hole in the wall. He walked into the building, noting how dark it was. Ol' Freddy must've cut the power.

Foxy walked into the Game Area. "Freddy! I need to speak with ye!" Foxy heard a rustling in the darkness. "Please, call me Frank." replied a voice directly behind him. Foxy spun around to see the hulking figure of Frank mere centimeters away from him. "Frank, Howard intends to kill you." Frank smiled. "Oh? Oh that's good. Yes, that's very good!" Frank's hand curled into a fist. "Yes, I like that!" Foxy smiled. "The only reason I told ye that was 'cause I don't want ye dead just yet. Ye owe me." Frank's grin increased in size. "Oh, I owe you nothing pirate. In fact, you owe me for not killing you on the spot right now." Foxy realized then just how lucky he was.

"Now, I can kill you anytime I want, so you'll have to do a few things for me first." Foxy prepped his leg servos. "If you try to run, there'll be nothing left of you to find." Foxy released his leg servos. "First thing I need from you, there's a certain copy of me that needs to be taught a lesson. Bring him to me before I can find him myself." Foxy quickly turned around. "Yes captain." As he left the Game Area, a thought crossed his mind.

I'm gonna have fun killing you.

The Puppet

The Puppet wandered into the Game Area. He saw the same soul that he had used so many years ago for collecting bodies. This souls was in the body of Freddy Fazbear. Freddy was currently standing near the back, looking through the room. Why are you back?

The Puppet quickly glided over to Frank and tapped him on the shoulder. "HeLlO, oLd FrIeNd." Frank sighed. "I didn't want to see you ever again. You made me this." Frank spun around, his eyes a deep black with tiny white lights in the center. "Go away before I kill you." The Puppet chuckled. "I lOsT mY sOuL a LoNg TiMe AgO. ThErE's NoThInG tO kIlL." "Then I'll just tie you into a knot so you can't move, now go away. "WhY dO yOu HaTe Me So FrIeNd? I gAvE yOu NeW lIfE, nEw PuRpOsE."

"Your 'new purpose' ruined my death. I just wanted to die, and you made me this." Frank gestured to his tawny body.

"Now get out of my sight before I rip you in half."