THERE'LL BE FIVE, I PROMISE. All because this dragged on for a while. Again.
"Well, umm, are you sure your friend's real?" Frieda asked Willow.
"Yeah! He's real, it's just... he must've disappeared."
"Disappeared." Frieda said.
Kendall nodded. "Yeah, he wanders around someti-"
His words were cut off as two figures entered the room. Not walking through the door, but floating through the wall. It was Poppy, as well as another boy Frieda didn't recognize.
"Hey, there he is! Frieda, meet Owen." Willow said, gesturing towards the boy.
"Great. Another ghost." Frieda mumbled. "Well, nice to meet you, Owen!"
(Geez, this is a month later.)
Frieda adjusted her eyepatch to fit snugly on her eye. She placed her locket around her neck, thinking of the conversation she had with Mary the same day she got it.
"So you're telling me a box appeared out of nowhere with that locket inside it?" Mary said with her fists clenched.
Frieda nodded. "It was Christmas time, Mary. Whoever sent it must've been shy and meant no harm."
"Let me see that locket."
Mary grabbed the locket before Frieda could protest. She opened it, staring at the picture. "When did we take this picture?"
"It was in there when I got it." Frieda replied.
"Where do you think the 'shy' sender got it?"
"Magic."
"This could be cursed, you know! I'll get it checked-"
Frieda grabbed the locket. "The locket isn't cursed! If it was, then how come I'm not dead yet?"
"Because you've only had it for a few hours."
"Then we'll see who's right."
Frieda seemed to have won; the locket did nothing to her, even when she wore it every day, and once during the night when she was too tired to take it off.
But Frieda wasn't dressing up for nothing. She always wore the eyepatch and locket on special days, and today, Frieda wanted to introduce Willow and Kendall to the rest of her friends. They never wandered away from the attic, but Frieda decided it was time they got some fresh air.
Frieda climbed up to the attic, heading towards where she first met Willow, Kendall, and Owen. "Hey, guys!" she called out.
Kendall poked her head out. "Yes?" she asked. "What do you need?"
"Would you like to meet my friends?" Frieda asked.
Willow stepped out the room. "In front of the children?"
Frieda shook her head. "No, the pizzeria's empty," she said. "Because... reasons. I'll explain later."
Willow and Kendall discussed with each other for a moment. Finally, Kendall nodded. "Sure, we'll come down."
(Soon...)
Springtrap noticed as Frieda came out of the backstage area with two strange animatronics. He walked up to her. "Who are they?" he asked.
"Willow the Wolf and Kendall the Koala. I figured they'd want to meet you all." Frieda replied.
Willow held out a hand. "Nice to meet you, Springtrap."
"Oh, Willow! You only lasted a day, didn't you?" Springtrap said, shaking Willow's hand.
Willow jerked her hand back. "Don't remind me." she muttered.
(Sooner... or later, I suppose.)
By now, everyone knew of Willow and Kendall. Kendall was a bit cautious around Ellie's tail and Willow glared at Chica longer than she should have while she shook her hand, but otherwise, all was good.
As Willow and Kendall entered the backstage area, the nightguards came in. With that, Chelsie said goodbye to everyone and pushed the door so she could exit, but to no avail.
"Guys, the door won't open!" Chelsie called out.
"You have to pull the door. It says PULL right there." Mike replied.
"Oh."
Chelsie pulled the door.
"It still won't open!" Chelsie called out.
"What?!"
Mike rushed to the door and pulled. Nothing. "Chelsie's right! The door's jammed!"
The other nightguards pulled the doors, but to no avail. Several minutes passed until Mike's phone was ringing. Quickly, Mike answered.
"Boss, the door isn't opening!" Mike yelled immediately.
Mike was silent as he listened to the boss. Finally, he yelled, once again. "WHAT?! No, don't you dare-" Mike paused for a second. "-hang up."
"What'd the boss say?" Mason asked.
"He locked the doors because of some threat Freddy blabbed about. He thought that we were outside the pizzeria and Chelsie had left. Luckily for us, we have lots of pizza for food and I just happened to bring my phone charger."
As the nightguards headed towards the office, talking about how'd they survive in the pizzeria, Willow poked her head back out the backstage area. Her eyes blacked out and were now just black with white dots for pupils.
"What's wrong, Willow?" Frieda asked.
"Something dangerous is here."
"What?"
"Human."
Well, looks like the widdle wolfie doesn't like human.
