Oh, my goodness...you have no idea what I went through with this chapter. I had so much fun listening to the songs in here! And many thanks to all of you for your suggestions! They were really good! Anyway, here is the longest chapter I have ever done for this fandom. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Many thanks to our anonymous guest for being reviewer #100!
Playlist (for those of you who want to listen while you read, I highly recommend it. Listen to it in order for the full effect!):
1. "Welcome to Freddy's" by Madame Macabre
2. "Five Nights at Freddy's" by the Living Tombstone
3. "The Show Must Go On" by Mandopony
4. "Stay Calm" by Griffinilla (then stop it at 1:50 mark and move to next song in playlist)
5. "The Foxy Song" by Groundbreaking
6. "No Strings" by Groundbreaking
7. "It's Been So Long" by the Living Tombstone
8. "Just Gold" by Mandopony
Chapter 10
Songs that Never End
To be honest, the spirits were all restless and almost nervous for this night. Tonight was the last chance to get Charlie to let Robby go home to Jeremy.
"When are we gonna get to play!?" a squeaky voice demanded while two other identical ones echoed it.
"Not right now!" came Matt's growl as the spirit tried to get to his feet, "Just…hush! All three of you!
"But…"
Matt gave an exasperated groan and threw his hands up in the air.
"GOOOOOOLLLLLLDDDDD!" he groaned, "A little help please?"
The golden spirit blinked, shaking her head in amusement as two of the little minions were wrapped around Matt's legs while the third wrapped its little paws around Matt's neck.
"AUNTIE GOLD!" the three minions squealed, tightening their grip on Matt.
The little minions didn't know that their 'daddy's' friends (and their 'daddy') were the spirits of long dead children and adults. They just thought that their family members transferred into human bodies during the day to save power. The spirits had tried to explain it…but all three of the minions had attention spans to rival that of a cocker spaniel on a sugar high. So, they just referred to each other as their character names.
"Ack! Mo! Can't breathe!" Matt gasped, "Curly! Larry! I can't feel my legs!"
"Nope," Mike grinned, "I think you're handling it fine enough. Freddy, you don't need to breathe though,"
"Gold!"
"Hey!" Sam yelled, poking his head through the door, "You two ready yet?"
"As soon as I detach these three," Matt growled, "Can you three just scram already?!"
The three minions looked up at Matt.
"Do we have to?" the one on Matt's right leg asked.
"Yes, Larry,"
"But this is more fun!" the one on the other leg chirped.
"For you, Curly,"
"Five more minutes?" the one around Matt's neck whined.
"Five more minutes and you'll be on the floor, Mo," Matt deadpanned as Mo buried his muzzle into Matt's thick, curly brown hair, "That's how long it is to midnight,"
"Aw, fine," the minion huffed right as Mike walked up to Mo and picked him up, cradling him and making him squeal.
She then booped his nose, making it squeak.
"Goldie…what have you done," Matt growled as the two on Matt's legs suddenly let go and started poking each-others' noses while Mo poked his own.
Mike sat Mo down next to his brothers before patting Matt on the shoulder.
"You can thank me for distracting them later," she told him, "Right now, let's get going,"
Matt nodded and walked into the main room where the other ghosts stood…and suddenly, the room went dark, flickering into a misty dreamscape before solidifying into the old workplace. Charlie sat in the chair, eyes closed. He had just fallen asleep and had yet to wake into his 'dream'.
"Ready, 'Mandy?" Mike asked.
"Ready when you guys are!" Amanda called before smirking at the sleeping man, "Hey, Charlie…Welcome to Freddy's,"
Charlie's eyes fluttered open…and he did not like what he saw.
"Why am I back here?" he stammered, sitting up in the old security chair, "Can't I just wake up now?"
He pinched his arm…no such luck.
The man picked up the monitor and flipped through the cameras, checking and seeing everyone in their places. He flipped to the show stage…right as Matt moved and looked right at the camera.
"Hey everyone!" Matt's tinny voice called from the stage as Charlie hunkered down, "and welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! So let's strike up the band! On-On-On-One, Tw-T-kill me!-T-Two…Hehehehe!"
His voice glitched out again as he laughed and Charlie shuddered as the three bots on stage turned their heads towards him.
"Is everyo-on-on-one enjoying s-so-some delicious-delicious flesh?"
"Freaky bots…" Charlie shuddered, "C'mon, guys! We were friends! Remember?"
What he got as a response was more glitchy, almost hysteric, laughter…from five voiceboxes.
"Okay…guess not,"
Suddenly, a female voice started up.
"I can see you there, warmth and life…why don't you share?" Amanda pouted as she came towards the doors, "It's been many years stuck here living with our fears. Please do pardon me, I can't help it, can't you see? In this misery, you can join our family."
Charlie slammed the door down and Amanda stopped, putting her wings on her hips as her violet eyes turned dark.
"Why'd you lock the door? Don't you like us anymore?" she asked, cocking her head, before smiling, "This game's lots of fun, you look funny when you run! Eyes up on the wall…well that's just no fun at all. Watching us in there, using cameras hardly seems fair!"
Two male voices joined her and Charlie shuddered as he recognized Matt's bass, he guessed that the other was Sam.
"Stalking hallways, getting closer," Sam sang, "Got you now, it's nearly over…"
"Found your blind spot, lurking within," Matt rumbled only for Charlie to slam the door in his face, "Sooner or later we'll get in…Careful not to waste your power. You've still got to last an hour,"
"I can hear your heart pound heavy," Amanda smirked, "Here we come I hope you're ready!"
"Shouldn't have come here to this house of fear," the three sang, "Pray that those doors hold steady! As the clock ticks on you pray to reach dawn. Can you last five nights at Freddy's?"
"I DID IT ONCE! I CAN DO IT AGAIN!" Charlie roared.
The phone rang and Charlie picked it up…only to nearly drop it as Mike's voice rang from it.
"They don't let us out, all the people scream and shout," she sang, "After they go home, that is when they let us roam,"
And then Charlie gave a shudder as he heard another voice join…none other than Robby's.
"Once we got a taste, but they shut us down in haste," the fox spirit cried, "Called us things of hell, blamed it on the rotting smell!"
Suddenly Amanda reappeared in the window and pounded on the window, making Charlie jump.
"Who's that on the phone? You're supposed to be alone," she growled, "You're not playing fair…"
Sam appeared in the doorway.
"We'll just have to break in there," he snickered right as Charlie slammed the doors shut.
"You can join the crew," Robby sang, "we have got a suit for you,"
"With you I'll confide," Amanda finished, "it's no use to run and hide!"
Charlie flipped to 2B, looking for Sam…only for a girlish laugh to sound off. Charlie looked up just to see a golden paw snatch the tablet and hold it tauntingly out of his reach.
"Stalking hallways, getting closer, got you now, it's nearly over…" Mike sang, "Found your blind spot, lurking within. Sooner or later we'll get in…"
She tossed the tablet out the door and far down the hall.
"Careful not to waste your power," she teased, "You've still got to last an hour. I can hear your heart pound heavy. Here we come…"
She tilted Charlie's head up with a paw and smirked, her black and gold eyes glinting wickedly.
"I hope you're ready!" she cried.
"MIKE!" Charlie shrieked as the golden spirit laughed and the now human form of his dead ex-wife burst into wisps of black shadow, "Ok, Charlie…buck up and go get that thing! Or that fox is gonna get you…"
"Why'd you come back here?" the five ghosts chorused, "You should have fled, dear. Pray that those doors hold steady. You've made it quite far…it's rather bizarre. Can you last five nights at Freddy's?"
"AHA!" Charlie yelled, diving forwards and grabbing the tablet…only to freeze and look up at Matt's tall, brunet-haired human form.
The spirit's glowing, electric blue eyes flickered and he bared his sharper teeth in a smile before his form shimmered into the nightmarish form of Freddy. The man's ice-blue eyes widened as he rapidly got to his feet and Matt stalked forwards.
"Hey kids!" Matt chuckled, grabbing at Charlie only for the man to dodge him, "Where do you think you're goin'?"
Charlie leaped into the security room and slammed the doors down…right on Robby's nose.
"A-A-Aye! You'll be walkin' tha pl-pla-plank fer that!" the fox howled, rubbing his nose.
Charlie looked out the window, seeing a human Amanda's blonde head bowed as she held her arms and looked up at him, her violet eyes looking pleadingly at him.
"I just want to go home," she sang sadly, her form flickering, "Don't want to be alone. Please don't cry or scream out…"
Her form suddenly flashed into her nightly prison, the three rows of metal fangs shining darkly in the light.
"You won't ever get out…" she growled, eyes dark and angry…
"Yarharhar!" Robby's gruff laugh rang through the air, making Charlie shriek.
"Shouldn't have come here to this house of fear. Pray that those doors hold steady," the spirits chorused as Charlie flashed the light, revealing both Matt and Amanda in the window while Sam lurked at the other door, "As the clock ticks on you pray to reach dawn. Can you last five nights at Freddy's?"
"Hehehehe!" Matt's deep laugh echoed through the room and Charlie shook his fist at the door.
"BEAT IT!" Charlie shrieked.
"Why'd you come back here? You should have fled, dear. Pray that those doors hold steady."
"I DIDN'T WANT TO! I WANT OUT!" Charlie roared.
"Hahahaha!" Amanda's high-pitched laughter sounded off.
"You've made it quite far it's rather bizarre. Can you last five nights at Freddy's?"
Charlie reached for the button, but was too slow and Robby dashed in, his tail thrashing irritably as he opened the door for Amanda and Matt. The golden eyes flicked towards the human and grinned, oil dripping from his sharp teeth as the other three ghosts walked in and the golden bear teleported in, sitting on the floor, black eyes cold and empty.
"Yarharhar!" the fox laughed, jabbing his hook through Charlie's shirt and lifting him high, "Wh-Wha' 'ave we her-here?"
Amanda leaned her head on Matt's shoulder, smiling as her violet eyes glowed.
"Wow, I sure am kill them am hungry," she grinned as Matt laughed, "Let's eat…"
Suddenly, the clock struck six and Robby dropped Charlie unceremoniously to the floor and he, Mike, Amanda and Sam winked out of existence while Matt remained, his electric blue eyes glowing dangerously as Charlie stared at him.
"Thanks for coming to Freddy Fazbear's," he smirked, fading as well, "I'll see you next time…"
And he was gone.
The spirits were in hysterics, they were laughing so hard that they were crying while they reset the dreamscape. Charlie thought that he was waking up…oh the rude 'awakening' he'd get when he found out he was still dreaming!
"Oh God, haha, oh God my haha s-spleen!" Sam howled, pounding his fist on the floor, "Did you see his freaking face! HAHA!"
Mike turned to Matt and smiled.
"Your turn," she told him, making Matt give the most frightening laugh she'd ever hear him give.
"This is gonna be fun," he chuckled as his shadows flickered around him and flared out, sending them all into darkness, "Let's see how he handles Five Nights At Freddy's again,"
Charlie's eyes snapped open and he found himself leaning back in a chair…the same swivel chair in the old place.
"OH COME ON!" he roared right as a familiar tune started up.
Panicking, Charlie checked the left door…but he didn't see the demon bear anywhere near him. A deep laugh sounded off and Charlie picked up the monitor, checking the cameras and finally seeing the show stage…where Matt was alone, looking at the camera.
"We're waiting every night to finally roam and invite newcomers to play with us," the bear spirit started, his blue eyes flickering as he looked up at the camera, before bowing his head, "For many years we've been all alone,"
"We're forced to be still and play the same songs we've known since that day," a female voice joined right as Charlie skipped through the cameras, spotting all of them out of their spots.
"An imposter took our life away," Sam's voice added.
"Now we're stuck here to decay," Robby finished right as Charlie checked the doors, spotting Sam in the left one.
"Please let us get in," the rabbit begged.
SLAM!
"Don't lock us away!" Amanda added as Charlie checked the light and saw her.
SLAM!
"We're not like what you're thinking!" Matt shouted from the stage, making Charlie shudder.
He flipped to Robby, just to see the fox's golden eyes looking right up at the camera…no, it was a little, silver form of a twelve year old boy with tears streaming from his golden eyes while the other cameras revealed four little children…all silver, all crying.
"We're poor little souls," the boy cried before he twitched violently, golden eyes turning black as his body flickered back into the metal fox and he bared his sharp teeth in a sinister smile, "Before we lost all control, and we're forced here to take that role!"
"We've been all alone," Sam sang, in the dining hall and letting Charlie opened the door.
"Stuck in our little zone," Matt and Amanda chorused from the restroom hallway, letting him open that door.
"Since 1987," Robby keened, showing the darkened teeth that looked stained with blood.
"Join us, be our friend," all four chorused, "Or just be stuck and defend, after all, you've only got…five nights at Freddy's!"
"Is this where you want to be?" Sam asked right as his eyes flashed to black
"I just don't get it," Amanda shrugged as her eyes flashed black and she gave an evil smile, "Why do you want to stay five nights at Freddy's?"
"Is this where you want to be?" Matt called, black eyes glowing darkly.
"I just don't get it…" Robby shook his head, his own golden gaze flickering and darkening as oil, or Charlie thought it was oil, dripped to the ground from his teeth, "Why do you want to stay five nights at Freddy's?"
Charlie watched the three main ones. He knew that as long as he checked Robby every once in a while, he'd be ok…right? Yeah…that's when he heard the light clicking sound of something running at very high speed towards the doors. Charlie yelled and slammed the door down right as Robby shrieked, jerking his tall, lithe metal body out of the doorway and getting cut off as the door shut with a satisfying BANG!
"We're really quite surprised we get to see you another night," Matt chuckled as his blue eyes glared into the camera in the East Hall Corner.
Charlie then proceeded to slam the door shut.
"You should have looked for another job," Sam started, "You should have said to this place good-bye,"
"It's like there's so much more," Amanda sang, "Maybe you've been in this place before,"
"We remember a face like yours," Robby called, jabbing his hook at the West Hall Camera as he banged on the door, "You seem acquainted with those doors!"
Charlie heard Robby heading back to the Cove and opened up the door. He flashed both lights…only to see Amanda standing in the window.
"Please let us get in," the yellow spirit begged.
SLAM!
"Don't lock us away!" Sam added as Charlie checked the light and saw him leering in the door.
SLAM!
"We're not like what you're thinking!" called Matt from Amanda's door.
Robby sprinted down the hall again and banged on the door, more insistently this time. Charlie looked out the window to see the little boy again.
"We're poor little souls," came Robby's voice from the boy as he transformed once more, "Before we lost all control, and we're forced here to take that role!"
"We've been all alone," Sam sang.
"Stuck in our little zone," Matt and Amanda chorused
"Since 1987," Robby keened, scratching the hook down the door and making the metal squeal in protest.
"Join us, be our friend," all four chorused, "Or just be stuck and defend, after all, you've only got…five nights at Freddy's!"
"Is this where you want to be?" Amanda asked right as her eyes flashed to black
"I just don't get it," Sam shrugged as his eyes flashed black and he gave an evil smirk, "Why do you want to stay five nights at Freddy's?"
"Is this where you want to be?" Matt called, black eyes glowing darkly.
"I just don't get it…" Robby shook his head, his own golden gaze flickering and darkening as oil, or Charlie thought it was oil, dripped to the ground from his teeth, "Why do you want to stay five nights at Freddy's?"
Suddenly, the doors sprang open as the lights flickered out. Charlie froze…he knew what happened when that happened…
And that's when he heard the light, cheery, music-box version of the Toreador March play. The man turned to face the glowing gaze of the bear as three other glowing eyes shone behind him. Suddenly, all the lights went out and Charlie couldn't hear a thing.
Charlie looked around…right as Matt lunged at him, shrieking with teeth bared…
And suddenly, it was gone.
"I enjoyed that," Matt grinned, crossing his arms as he looked at Charlie's curled up form, watching as the landscape shifted into the first location, Charlie being placed on the ground behind the desk, the mask laying beside him.
"A little too much, I think," Mike chuckled, crossing her arms, "Ah, oh well…you guys needed to have a little release,"
"Yeah, now it's my turn," Sam beamed, strumming a loud chord on his guitar, "…We did make sure that he's not gonna be able to hide, right?"
"Eh, it'll be like the first nightmare," Emily replied, hopping up on the desk, "I'll just be camping out in the box until you need me,"
"Until your turn you mean!" Amanda pointed out.
"Like I said before…I really don't want to do this," the black and white spirit replied, "But, I don't like jerks and Charlie is definitely up on that list,"
"Alright then," Robby nodded, looking at Sam, "You ready?"
"Oh yeah!" the boy grinned, "The Show Must Go On after all, right?"
Charlie woke up on a cold floor…with the bear mask in front of him. He thunked his head on the floor. He'd thought he'd died a few seconds ago…WHY HADN'T HE WOKE UP YET!?
He picked up the mask, sighing before putting it on. Well, at least he didn't have to worry about getting killed and stuffed…just as long as he had that mask. Right?
He could hear the faint strains of a soft male voice while a guitar started playing in the distance. The voice didn't have any static or metal in it…and curious, Charlie walked forwards down the hall and peeked around the corner to face the show stage. He saw the form of a black-haired boy on stage, lovingly strumming a bright red guitar. The boy looked up, crimson eyes bright as a smile flashed across his face.
"Oh! Hi!" the boy beamed, "Come on over! I was just practicing,"
"Practicing…for what?" Charlie asked, keeping the mask on.
The boy gave a laugh and strummed another chord.
"Band practice of course," he grinned, "Wanna hear?"
"…Sure,"
"Cool!" the boy laughed, "You're in for a treat, Charlie,"
Charlie blinked, frowning as he got shoved into a chair.
The boy started strumming again, the area growing colder and colder as the crimson eyes started glowing.
"One! Two! Three! Four!" the boy sang, "There was a full moon in the sky. We met a brand new robot friend! At first he seemed a little shy He would not play pretend..."
Suddenly, the boy's eyes flashed black and he gave a smirk that chilled Charlie's blood as he seemed to grow, aging into the person Charlie knew as Sawyer Harrison…Sam.
"He sang just fine and played in time," Sam continued, his ebony gaze flashing as a few other young adults joined him, "But did not look the part. So we lovingly decided to give him a brand new start!"
The four teens on stage looked completely normal as Sam went into the chorus, Robby and Matt coming up beside him and the three singing together while Amanda stood at a keyboard and accompanied the boys.
"No matter what we say or do," the four ghosts sang, their forms flickering to their nightmarish prisons before reverting repeatedly, "It's never up to me or you. We smile now and sing a cheer! The Show Must Go On! The Show Must Go On! Never Fear..."
Sam leapt off the stage in a stunning show of strength, landing next to Charlie and smirking.
"The show! Will! Go! On!" the purple spirit grinned before grabbing Charlie's shoulders and shaking him, laughing, "Oh! We're gonna have so much fun together! It's going to be a real party."
He strummed the guitar again and Charlie tried to run…only to realize he couldn't move. Sam's eyes flashed black and the spirit gave a harsh-sounding laugh.
"We removed his squishy casing, to keep his circuits safe and sound and ended up replacing it with scraps that we had found," the boy's eyes flashed to normal as he patted Charlie's shoulder, making Charlie jump and Sam grin. "But, what a shame! A crying shame! Our friend was in a world of pain. Oh, we tried to fix him up, but it was all in vain..."
The boy jumped back up on the stage, his form transforming midair and the rabbit landed back on stage.
"No matter what we say or do, it's never up to me or you. We smile now and sing a cheer! The Show Must Go On! The Show Must Go On! Never fear... The show! Will! Go! On!"
The four spirits shook their heads sadly before looking at each other and shrugging.
"We just don't know what went wrong. We tried to get along..." Charlie watched in morbid fascination as he saw the four's eyes darken and lighten, watched as their voices glitched with static and metal every time their eyes went dark, "But our new robot friend's power faded! We did our best to fix our guest, we hated to see him so distressed!"
All four came off the stage and Charlie started panicking as they came closer. Matt grabbed his shoulder and Charlie shook, nearly jarring the mask loose.
"What did you do…" he breathed.
"We said farewell and had him terminated!" the four replied and Sam gave a grin as Robby took off Charlie's mask, revealing his terrified face.
The younger spirit started showing off his skills as a guitarist as Charlie was suddenly loosed from his 'bonds' and darted off…only for Robby and Matt to chase after him. Robby caught him, dragging him back towards the Parts and Services room and smiling as he plunked the man down, holding him in place as the others filed in.
"Every toy eventually breaks," Robby explained, "Every battery fades and drains,"
"Even the tiniest, little mistakes can leave behind the messiest stains," Matt agreed.
"We know that we'll be all right," Amanda added before jabbing Charlie in the chest, "Although he didn't survive the night,"
"Through the pain and though the tears," Sam finished, raising his fist, "The show goes on for years and years!"
Charlie started squirming as Matt picked up one of the extra heads lining the walls. The four ghosts smiled at him as it all went down.
"No matter what we say or do," they chorused, "It's never up to me or you. We smile now and sing a cheer! The Show Must Go On! The Show Must Go On! Never fear..."
"The show!" Robby sang.
"Will!" Matt added.
"Go!" Amanda cheered.
"On!" Sam finished right as Matt placed the other head on Charlie's and everything went dark.
"Ready, Robby?" Mike asked as her brother smiled.
"Born ready," the red spirit grinned, waving his hand and making the room transform into the old pizzeria, "Bring it on. Let's just hope he manages to Stay Calm…because here comes ol' Foxy,"
Charlie wasn't surprised when he woke up and found that he was still in his 'dream'. He picked up the monitor and watched the group…and they were already moving.
"There's a shadow on the wall, stay calm, stay calm," he murmured softly to himself, before seeing Sam's shadowy form in the hall, "There's a figure in the hall, stay calm, stay calm. Keep my wits and stay alive…wish I had a nine to five. There's a stranger in us all, stay calm, stay calm,"
He rubbed his arms in the cold draft.
"Every hair is on it's end, that's fine…I'm fine," he reassured himself, "Feeling my adrenalin, that's fine, I'm fine. I can keep away the creeps, safely from my swivel seat,"
He turned around as something banged behind him.
"Something's crawling through the vents, that's fine…" wait, vents!? "Uh oh!"
"There's a ghost in the machine," a female voice whispered and Charlie looked through the monitor, just to see Mike standing on stage with the other four…who looked suspiciously at the cameras, "Stay calm, stay calm,"
"They are watching through the screen, stay calm, stay calm," Charlie stammered, "They might just drive me crazy…"
He slammed a fist on the door as Sam appeared in the doorway.
"Hit me!" Charlie yelled, laughing hysterically as Matt turned to the others on the stage while Sam teleported back in.
"Hey kids, nice to 'eetcha, are you ready for some Fazbear pizza?" Matt asked.
"Who's this? Working at the night shift?" Sam questioned, poking his head in the door…just to get it slammed shut on him.
"I don't know, but I don't think I like 'im," Robby growled, his golden eyes narrowed at the camera.
"He's so cute! I can hear his heart racing!" Amanda chirped…just to get the door slammed on her as Charlie yelped.
"About time we had brand new plaything!" Sam grinned as Charlie started stammering.
Robby rolled his golden eyes, "Another yellow-belly bawkin' like a chicken,"
"HEY!" Amanda screeched, her feathers puffing out.
"Listen, gang," Mike said, teleporting in and grabbing Robby and Amanda's shoulders, "I say we dig in,"
The five started moving towards the office and Charlie started panicking.
"They are slowly closing in, stay calm, stay calm," Charlie stammered, "Find an inner strength within, stay calm…stay calm…if it's one thing I've learned it's that don't respond to Craigslist ads. I can see their second skin! Stay calm…"
And then the lights all flickered, leaving Charlie alone in the office while a golden glow lit from the camera…set on Pirate's Cove.
"Oh no…" Charlie thought.
"Hey, mate, Foxy here. Finally made it, don't you fear," Robby's rough, slightly lower voice called, "I'm here to tell you all my tales, but someone is approaching near,"
He peeked out of the curtains, looking at the camera and grinning, baring his sharp teeth.
"I prefer to be alone in my dark Pirate Cove. But every now and again," the fox jumped off the stage and prepared to sprint, "I jump out and right then go for the guard who just sits in the room with no doors and no lights, I will spell out his doom!"
He sprinted down the hall, racing faster than Charlie had ever seen him go…and Charlie slammed the door down on the Fox. The fox banged on the door only to call through it.
"But why do I find this pleasure in fright? I guess that's what happens when you don't see the light…"
By the time Charlie looked at the monitor again, Robby was back behind the curtain, a flicker of gold as his eyes disappeared behind the violet, star-spangled folds.
"I just hide in the shadow, this is a prison to me," he keened, grabbing a fistful of curtain and twisting it, "How I'd love to get out just so I could be free! So I could be fre-f-free!"
He let out a shriek as he lifted his head to the ceiling.
"BUT THERE IS NO ESCAPING!"
Charlie turned off the monitor and shook his head, holding his hands against his ears as Robby started up on the 'da-da-dum-dums' again.
"Leave me alone!" Charlie yelled, shaking his fist out the door and catching the faintest gleam of gold.
The man then slammed the door shut…right as Robby's hook flashed out and banged on the metal door.
"Hey, mate, Foxy here. Finally made it, don't you fear. I'm here to tell you all my tales, but someone is approaching near. I prefer to be alone in my dark Pirate Cove. But every now and again. I jump out and right then…"
"YOU'RE ALREADY AT MY FREAKING DOOR!" Charlie shrieked only for Robby to mix it up.
"I ask my mates if they want to escape," he murmured, "And they say they do but not in the same way. Well, maybe I don't understand but I will do the best I can, to help them see a brighter day!"
He stopped, smiling as he rapped on the door again.
"Hey…maybe I take escape a bit too literally," he admitted, "But any way that I can get out, I'll take it with no second thought! Any way's a way for me, 'cause all my dreams are all I got!"
Suddenly, the doors started groaning and Charlie froze as the banging stopped…and then he shrieked as a silver hook crashed through the door. A low growl and the hook twisted, reaching for the door button.
"If he gets through that door…I'm finished!" Charlie thought frantically, but unable to move as the silver tip cracked through the lit red button.
The door clanged upwards and Robby padded in.
"I just want to leave, I just want to be free. The dark has got a hold on me, so dark I can barely see…" he came closer, "I guess I'll wait it out to the end since I have nowhere else to go…"
He grabbed Charlie and gave a roar of laughter.
"I'll just take you to my den," he cackled before giving a howl of laughter, "I CALL IT PIRATE'S COVE!"
Charlie thrashed, shrieking as Robby dragged him back out the hall, singing the 'da-da-dum's that Charlie didn't like.
""I ask my mates if they want to escape, and they say they do but not in the same way. Well, maybe I don't understand but I will do the best I can, to help them see a brighter day! Hey…maybe I take escape a bit too literally," the spirit cackled, throwing Charlie towards the Cove stage, "But any way that I can get out, I'll take it with no second thought! Any way's a way for me, 'cause all my dreams are all I got!"
Charlie blacked out as the back of his head smacked up against wood.
"You had fun with that, didn't you?" Mike asked as Robby trotted back, dusting his hands off as the landscape shifted again.
"With him? Ha!" Robby snickered, "Well, yeah, of course!"
He turned towards the dark corner, only to get met by a glowing silver gaze to contrast his gold.
"Besides…it's someone else's turn to scare him," he said.
"Right," Mike nodded as the tune of 'My Grandfather's Clock' started to play, "He's going to learn the real meaning of having No Strings,"
Charlie didn't like the look of the note on the desk. 'Just wind my music box and everything's going to be fine.' He'd found the little box that apparently kept said music box wound…he was just a little worried about what would happen if he didn't. At the same time…he was a little curious as well. And oddly enough, he thought that the song for the box was appropriate.
"Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, His life seconds numbering
tick, tock, tick. It stopped, short never to go again. When the old man died!"
He got the feeling that as soon as he let the box stop…his own life would be in danger.
"I'm misunderstood," a female voice sang, "You look a little frightened. But I'm not that bad!"
"Uhuh, sure you aren't!" Charlie growled.
"I think you should leave the box alone," the voice suggested, "So I can get out for good and scream really loud…make your heart skip stop and don't you dare turn around! 'Cause masks won't trick me at all…"
While listening to the girl's voice…Charlie forgot all about the box…and it just ran out.
"And now I'm out for revenge," the voice purred, "Now that the music's gone dead… Now that the music's gone dead? Now that the music's gone dead!"
A new song started up…Charlie blinked as he remembered the tune.
"'Pop! Goes the Weasel'?" he sputtered, "How is that scary!?"
"I have no strings," the female voice came again and Charlie checked the camera again…just to see the prize corner box wide open, "So nothing's gonna hold me back from getting you now. I'm not on your screen 'til you let that box wind all the way down tonight. I'm out for revenge now that the music's gone dead!"
Suddenly, something leaped out of the hallway and Charlie howled in surprise, hitting the ground as a lithe, black and white shape jumped over the desk and stood upright, head cocked as it looked at Charlie…it was the Marionette from the dream about the missing children.
"Stains down my face, and a smile so sinister it won't go away," the Marionette purred, kneeling down and tilting Charlie's face up with a slender hand, "My cold empty eyes, the perfect set for when I sneak in to surprise…"
"Why are you doing this?!" Charlie demanded.
She let go of his chin and put a hand to her chest.
"I do it for justice, I do it for pride," she replied, "To haunt whoever tries to get through all five of the nights. A guard like you is definitely up to no good, so I'll see to it that you get what you should deserve!"
The silver eyes narrowed, turning more black as she grabbed Charlie's shirt…surprisingly strong for such a thin figure.
"Get what you should deserve," Emily growled, "Get what you should deserve!"
She dragged him down the hall, kicking and yelling.
"I have no strings, so nothing's gonna hold me back from getting you now!" Emily sang, "I'm not on your screen, 'til you let that box wind all the way down tonight!"
She threw him in front of her as her form shifted, transforming into the blonde, grey-eyed girl in a black and white dress and Charlie stared at her, recognizing her features from somewhere…and then he got it.
"Jeremy," he gasped, "You're related to Jeremy!"
The black and silver eyes flickered, turning more human as Emily closed her eyes and hugged her arms.
"I'm a lost little soul, just what was his goal?" she wailed, "I'm misunderstood. Now I'm gone for good…"
Her form started to fade and she disappeared as her voice echoed out once more.
"Now I'm gone for good…"
Emily looked shaken as she walked back towards the others. She turned to look at Mike.
"Don't make me do that again," she warned, "And a word of advice, Mike…don't lose yourself there,"
"Don't worry, I won't," Mike told her, looking back at Charlie and the now new landscape of Fazbear's Fright, "It's Been So Long since I've lost control, I won't do it now,"
Charlie didn't recognize this place…but due to the fact that he was not in his nice warm bed…he was still dreaming. The phone ringing, however, made him jump pretty dang high.
He warily picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked.
"I don't know what I was thinking, leaving my child behind…" came Mike's voice.
Charlie wanted to throw the phone back into it's cradle…but he found he couldn't make himself do it.
"Now I suffer the curse, and now I am blind…" Mike keened, "With all this anger, guilt and sadness calling to haunt me forever…I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river…"
The phone clicked, hanging up only for the scene to shift and reveal Jeremy and Mike both sitting in the chairs. Mike looked frightened as the lights flared red while Jeremy gave a yell and fell to the ground, unconscious right as that gold rabbit crawled out of the vent and grabbed Mike by the hair and dragged her out the door, shrieking.
"Is this revenge that I'm seeking, or seeking someone to avenge me?" Mike's voice continued to sing as the rabbit dragged her into a room and forcefully set her down in the gold bear suit.
"Stuck in my own paradox, I wanna set myself free…"
Jeremy showed up just to have Mike make him stop. He looked like he wanted to save her…
"Maybe I should chase and find before they try to stop it…"
Only for the Rabbit to kick the bear suit and Mike shriek in agony as a fine mist of scarlet sprayed away from her. Jeremy ran to Mike's side, just for Mike to bleed out and die in his arms.
"It won't be long before I become a puppet…"
The Mike in Jeremy's arms was suddenly replaced by a bloodstained Mike dressed in blue and gold and she looked right at Charlie.
"It's been so long…since last I've seen my son. Lost to this monster…to the man behind the slaughter," she cried as the room turned black and reformed to reveal their son's sleeping form with Mike kneeling beside him, "Since you've been gone…I've been singing this stupid song so I could ponder the sanity of your mother…"
The images flickered again, showing Mike and the other four ghosts standing in front of Jeremy, a grim determination set in the dead woman's face as she jabbed a finger at the inert golden rabbit.
"I wish I lived in the present, with the gift of my past mistakes," Mike sang.
The world turned dark again and Charlie watched in horror as the rabbit came alive and stalked towards little Robby, who cowered against a wall and thrashed as the rabbit grabbed him by the hair and threatened to snap him in two.
"But the future keeps luring in like a pack of snakes…"
Mike reappeared and shook her head violently as her form seemed to split apart, reforming into a woman identical to Mike except for lighter colored eyes and darker tinted clothes. Robby's cold, dead, bleeding form appeared in a kneeling Mike's arms as the spirit held the boy's head close to her chest, sobbing deeply.
"Your sweet little eyes, your little smile is all I remember. Those fuzzy memories mess with my temper!" Mike's golden eyes flashed black and she rammed her fist into the wall, creating a spiderweb of cracks away from the point of impact.
The scene shifted once more and Charlie found himself holding a perfectly live Robby, who was crying and looking towards a sorrowful Jeremy, Ashe and Kayle.
"Justification is killing me, but killing isn't justified," Mike continued, "What happened to my son, I'm terrified! It lingers in my mind and that thought keeps on getting bigger…"
Robby disappeared from Charlie's arms and reappeared in Mike's, clinging to her desperately as dark tears streamed from her eyes and into his red hair.
"I'm sorry my sweet baby, I wish I'd been there…"
Suddenly the scene shifted again, and Charlie found himself standing face to face with the broken and bleeding Mike who glared at him heatedly, dark tears streaming from her black and gold eyes.
"It's been so long! Since last I've seen my son, lost to this monster! To the man behind the slaughter!" she reached for Charlie, grabbing him by the shirt and ramming him against the wall, "Since you've been gone, I've been singing this stupid song so I could ponder, the sanity of your mother!"
"Mike! Let go!" Charlie demanded.
Mike gave a low rumbling growl and bared her slightly sharper teeth. Like how her brother's and Matt's teeth weren't exactly all human…so were Mike's.
"Don't lose yourself, Mike," Gold whispered inside Mike's head, "Remember what Emily said…"
Mike gave another dark growl but released Charlie.
"Last chance," she warned him, "Give Robby back,"
Charlie didn't say anything and Mike's eyes flashed.
"Fine," she said, "Have fun with Spring and Gold,"
"Gold…who?" Charlie whispered.
"That's Just Gold, to you, deadbeat," a slightly more metallic version of Mike's voice laughed.
"You with me?" Gold asked as the scene shifted.
Spring took her hand and squeezed it while his other tightened on the neck of his guitar.
"Together…'til the stars turn cold," he replied, making Gold smile as the old rabbit remembered their little catchphrase.
"Well, here we go," Gold grinned as Spring struck a deep, harsh chord that made her very core tremble.
Charlie found himself in the old location once again…but the feeling of unease had gotten greater and greater with every time he returned…and now, well, it was almost unbearable.
And that's when he heard the male and female voices singing in harmony.
"Time for the main attraction, the story must be told! Time for a chain reaction that never gets old! Some bots get satisfaction breaking the mold…some bots are just distractions, some bots are just gold!"
Charlie found the singers on the stage. A blond man with black and green eyes and a blue guitar while a woman with copper hair and black and gold eyes with a tophat and mic stood beside him.
"So you're Spring and Gold…" Charlie whispered.
A glitchy, staticky version of Mike's laugh sounded through the area and made ice shoot down Charlie's spine.
"I'm not the bad guy, I'm just a bit surprising," Gold shrugged, grinning wickedly at the camera, "It's not worth losing sleep, it's not worth analyzing…there was a time, not so long ago at all! I was just like you…can you hear my call?
Spring joined her, taking the lower part while Gold sang the descant…and making Charlie once again shiver in fear.
"Now I'm poppin' in over here, over there, I'll be checkin' in but you'll never be aware. In the beginning I kept a keen eye, on the state of affairs with the new guy!" they both chorused, Spring appearing in the door way and Charlie slamming it down in fear, "Now I got a new gig, let me know if you dig, ain't goin' home so I better go big!"
Charlie checked his cameras, flipping to 2B and seeing a flicker of yellow before girlish laughter sounded off.
"Just got glance at Cam 2B," Spring sang, "Then you get a little surprise…"
A heavy paw grabbed him and Charlie was forcibly turned around…just for Gold to be up in his face as she gave a breathy whisper.
"It's me!" she cackled before disappearing.
"You may say, that I'm breakin' your mind," the duo sang, "In my opinion you're much too kind…"
Suddenly a withered, gold hand grabbed Charlie's shoulder and dragged him out the office, making him shriek the whole way.
"Time for the main attraction, the story must be told! Time for a chain reaction that never gets old! Some bots get satisfaction breaking the mold…some bots are just distractions, some bots are just gold!"
Spring plunked Charlie down in a chair, Gold holding him down while the Rabbit circled him.
"You did a good job, watching those little screens," Spring sang, "It warms my servos and circuits to hear some fresh screams!"
He lifted Charlie's head and patted his cheek like one would a child.
"But don't get me wrong, you were very brave…" the rabbit smirked as he pinched Charlie's cheek with a human hand, gently shaking it back and forth, "When faced with friendly singing animals you never caved!"
Gold joined in, her delicate fingers digging into Charlie's shoulders with surprising strength.
"I'm finished training, done explaining, no more facts are left remaining," they both sang as spring picked up a Freddy head and held it up for inspection, "Now you know in just a bit, you're a perfect fit! I don't wanna hear no more complaining. I'm passin' down this golden opportunity, eternal scrapyard, immunity. Take it with pride and enjoy the ride you'll forever be a part of this community! You may say that it's all in your mind…but in the end, I think that you will find…"
The two placed turned Charlie towards the mirror, showing scenes from all the nightmares and how the spirits had laughed at his expense.
"You are the main attraction, your story must be told! You are a chain reaction that never gets old! Some bots get satisfaction breaking the mold…some bots are just distractions, some bots are just gold!"
Suddenly the scene shifted…showing a small, warm place with a restored Spring and Gold, both of them singing happily together in front of a crowd of kids.
"You are the main attraction, your story must be told! You are a chain reaction that never gets old! Some bots get satisfaction breaking the mold…some bots are just distractions,"
And Charlie shot up with a gasp, looking around his and Mary's room as the last words rang through his skull.
"Some bots are just gold!"
"So, now what?" Sam asked as they exited Charlie's 'dreams'.
"Now," Mike said, "We wait…and see what tomorrow brings,"
And the clock struck midnight, making them all burst into smoke.
I had to write the minions at least once before Soul: Demons. The trio are identical (only Matt can tell them apart) except for their personality...and they absolutely adore the spirit...they tend to be a bit clingy though, and that annoys him a bit. Next up should be the last, if not second to last, chapter in this one. I'll probably work on another fic and then move to 'Child's Play' or another one of the Backstage Stories (depending on what ones you want me to do!) Anyway, "Together, 'til the stars turn cold" is Spring and Gold's little saying. It was a fragment in one of the first songs they sang together and they've adopted it as their catchphrase.
Well, I'm beat, I will see you in the next chapter...buh bye! ;)
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Elhini Prime signing off.
