Freddy's reopened two days after Rob's abrupt and tragic death. His body was removed from the suit it had been crushed in, and disposed of, leaving only the permanent marks that scarred the employees' memories.
On his first day back, William was met by a stumpy, balding man that he knew as Andrew Russo, the owner of the pizzeria, almost immediately upon his entrance. His pudgy face lit up as he saw the lean man walk through the door.
"Ah, William! You're just the guy I was looking for," he said in a gruff voice, "Come here, I got to show you the new suits we got."
Russo walked surprisingly quickly for a man of his stature, speeding off through the Dining Area once again filled to the brim with families, eating pizza and watching the show, not allowing William to get a word in. He didn't stop until he reached the room that the two golden animatronics performed in, separate from the other four. But instead of the golden rabbit and bear William had grown accustomed to seeing standing together, on the small, circular stage were a brown rabbit with a golden bowtie, and a golden bear with vivid purple accessories, and a large mouth split in two to allow more movement. They were moving slowly and robotically, indicating that they weren't being controlled by humans from the inside, not that it mattered to the children they entertained.
Although they looked similar to the Fredbear and Spring Bonnie, there was a clear difference. The rabbit's costume was more angular, and its snout was shorter, making its face seem too human to represent a rabbit, but the tall ears on its head proved it. The bear was slightly taller than Fredbear, and its dull, grey eyes made it seem lifeless. The wide mouth with its blocky teeth was its most unsettling feature, it was as if its mouth had been stretched and never returned to its normal state.
"These guys are gonna be taking Fredbear and Spring Bonnie's places until they're fixed," Russo explained to William, who'd already guessed as much, "After that incident, I'd guess you still got a lot of work to do on 'em. Poor kid...such a terrible way to go, you know?" The plump man tutted and shook his head solemnly, then returned to the topic at hand, turning towards William.
"So, we need those two fixed up as soon as you can. These things'll get the job done, but they ain't as good as the old ones. And don't let anyone use them until you're sure they're ready. God knows why Rob decided to get in the damn thing when it was still being worked on..." Russo crossed his arms, and he his brow furrowed, but there was a trace of sorrow in his eyes.
"I've got it, boss," William spoke for the first time since entering the restaurant. Russo was known to have a way of making people keep quiet until he deemed it necessary for them to speak. He waited for nobody; it was his way, or the high way.
Russo smiled, his mouth barely visible beneath his bristly mustache. "Great. The suits are in the Safe Room, try get some work done on 'em." Russo began to walk to his office, when he stopped suddenly. "Oh, by the way," he said, "You know that kid who took the night shift for you? Jake? Well, he's gone missing. He didn't came to work last night, I had to get someone else to fill in his position. No call, he didn't say he was sick or nothing. The camera footage from the last two night is all...scrambled up, too, we can't see what happened on them. Just keep an eye out if you hear anything from him, yeah?"
"I haven't seen him around, but I'll let you know," William offered.
Russo just nodded and left the room, leaving William to watch the new spring-lock animatronics. He hadn't though it possible, but they were even worse and more clunky and ugly than their counterparts, or any of the other animatronics the pizzeria proudly displayed. The bear's mouth moved simply up and down, over and over, his head turning from side to side, and a microphone held in his large hand. The rabbit waved and nodded, not contributing much to the show. Their words were almost inaudible over the shouts and laughter from the children watching them. William looked on in contempt. They were hideous, yet they attracted such love and affection from the crowd they pleased.
Children will love anything as long as it entertains them somewhat, he mused.
He wondered mildly what the children's reactions would be if they knew the things that they held with such high regard had killed a man, crushed him to a pulp, and held the bodies of children just like them. Then, shaking himself from his thoughts, he left the room and headed to the Safe Room to begin his work.
