here was nothing but darkness now. Suddenly, a figure came to.
Jet adjusted his eyes.
The boy was now crying, alone and scared. The Fredbear plush and the original gang plushies were behind him, staring at the boy.
"Can you hear me?" A voice rang out.
"I don't know if you can hear me."
"...I'm sorry." The voice went into a whisper and it echoed ominously.
Was that... His brother who said that?
"Your broken." Fredbear's voice rumbled a bit.
The child stared at it, slowly easing from crying. The Foxy plushie slowly vanished.
"We are still your friends."
Chica slowly vanished.
"Do you still believe that?"
Bonnie slowly vanished.
"I'm still here."
Freddy slowly vanished.
"I will put you back together."
Fredbear slowly vanished. The child closed his eyes, tears falling. And he too, slowly vanished.
*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
Zevras flashed open their eyes. They were back in the hospital room, a loud, long beep strained their ears. They looked at the heart monitor.
A long green line. No bounces, no short beeps.
The child's time has come.
Zevras stared at it, knowing their duty.
"Master... Shall we begin..?" The voice softly asked.
Zevras looked back at the bandaged boy and noticed a red bow on his chest. They lightly took it and slowly shook their head.
"No... He deserves peace.."
"In other news, the local family pizzeria Fredbear's Family Diner was closed down today after the incident of a child's head being crushed by an animatronic. Now, police are still investigating how this happened and why but they may have a keen suspect in the case. . ."
Zevras stared down at the news reporters scattered around the closed down diner. The animatronics were being carried out in the back and piled into a truck, their lifeless eyes gleaming in the sunlight. They tripped the red bow in their hand, paying respects to the family of the child who passed away recently. They didn't care if they were seen as their real self, they just had to pay their respects.
And they also found out the child's name.
Scott.
They closed their eyes, wishing they were still in the boy conscious. If his brother never hoisted him up to Fredbear this would have never-!
"Hey..."
Zevras flipped open their eyes and glanced next to them.
Alex stood there, his arms crossed and his black wings spread out.
"...How are you holding up?" He asked, not looking at them.
"...I don't know..." They looked away and stared down at the scene unfolding once again.
"...Why don't you buy them again...?"
Zevras was silent. They couldn't just do that. There would be no room where they were. They were living with their boyfriend Webber now and his apartment wasn't that big at all. It wouldn't fit everyone!
Alex sighed. "I'm gonna miss that place..."
And they both stared at it, until the news reporters were away, until the truck carrying the animatronics were away.
And all that stood, was the building.
It was evening now and the sky was bleached in pink.
Alex was gone but Zevras still stayed.
Remembering and paying respects in silence.