Interview of a Night Guard 3
NOTES: Not much to say really. Oh yeah, it's the night of the break out.
It was hard to see where to go, even if he did have his fog lights on...Cake was driving very slowly through the forest. He eventually had to go off road, which probably didn't do his car any good but he didn't fancy walking, considering how dark it was and the fact he didn't have a torch. The off road though did lead to a trail, merely made for walking but he'd gently drive around trees...thought the deeper he drove in the more nervous he got...but he kept thinking about Mike and his predicament...and the animatronics' that he'd finally get to meet, though this did worry him a little...he was worried how they would react to him...would they believe him that he was helping Mike and the fact that Mike gave him the directions...their was, of course, only one cabin in the woods...driving through the darkness reminded him of the movie evil dead...but joking thought about the original and not the dreadful remake...it took awhile but his car lights shone on a wooden house...yes, it was the cabin.
The engine died turn as he went into neutral and took the keys out of the ignition...he opened his door and slowly got out...though it was dark, he could clearly see some lights inside...someone was home...was it them? He slammed the car door gently and hesitantly walked towards the cabin.
From what he could see, it was almost cliché...a swinging bench chair creaked as the gentle wind blew it...some windows were bordered up and rotten holes on the porch...Cake questioned the fact that Mike took Chica here for..."alone" time...why, though? Maybe it was beautiful in the day light...Cake was at the front door...he took a deep breath, almost shaking...he knocked at the door but this pushed the door open slightly...this frighten him even more...the fact it wasn't shut...like it was an open invitation to walk in...he waited for a few seconds before deciding to enter...but walked in causally. He popped his head...using the door as a shield, protection perhaps...but to what, he wasn't hundred percent sure.
CAKE: (Nervous) H-Hello...?
His call made no reaction to anything inside...was it empty? Then why was the light on...he stepped in...the floor creaked...again he looked at the light and was surprised a place like this was conducting electricity...after blinding himself slightly...he looked around the room...he was pleasantly surprised how clean it was...nothing compared to outside. It had a patterned rug...well polished wooden chairs and a logged table...something you'd except from a holiday broacher...this helped calm his nerves...he took his time before checking the other rooms...a doorway that lead to a sort of corridor...he peaked his head in...two doors on the left and three on the right...though the lights were off...he gulped...his heart beating faster...he declined to go down the corridor...he couldn't find a light switch and wasn't stupid enough to go down dark places without a light. He decided to stay in the main room...he turned around and went to the table...he saw two rolled up papers...blueprints. Next to them were a diagram of what looked like a prison...an escape plan...Cake looked at it but didn't pick it up...he had a nervous laugh...he was amazed on how detailed it was...how on Earth did these animatronics make these diagrams...he figured that this was three years in planning...which is why it must've taken them until now to actually carry out with the plan...things like that take time.
Next, Cake looked at the blueprints...he unrolled the first one...a picture of a female fox, Vixen to be precise...he read through the scarmatic's...he remembered what Mike said...that Vixen wasn't working...nor came back to life because he didn't have a soul...nor had a child stuffed into her...Cake wondered if they could get her memory back...but then if Cake had the memory of what Guy Kanes did to them in the restaurant, he'd want his memory wiped away...he rolled it back up and put it down and then picking up the next blueprint...he unrolled that too...another picture, another diagram...it was another animatronic of some sort...but one that was never mentioned by Mike...nor seen before...Cake read the details...wait, it WAS an animatronic...it was a...black cat.
CAKE: Wha...why do they need this...?
Just then, the blueprints were snatched out of Cake's hands and slammed onto the table...a hook pierced through the paper and stabbed into the table...Cake yelped and turned to look at an angry fox looking into his eyes...the fox's eyes were black...Cake backed up as the fox growled at him, showing his sharp metal teeth...Cake raised his hands up...still backing away but then didn't see where he was going and something blocked him...he felt the bump and turned around...he looked up and saw a brown bear staring down at him, wearing a black top hat and bow tie...Cake whimpered and tried to run, heading for the door but the exit was blocked by a yellow bird like thing...slim built but had no...beak of some kind. Cake screamed again...nowhere to back too...he turned around and was surrounded by the three animatronics, backing up against a wall. He couldn't pass any words except whimpering and sounds of gasps. Just then the fox raised his hook hand and took a swipe at Cake...Cake tensed up and closed his eyes and heard a loud thud, next to him...his eyes adverted to the hook which was inches away from his head but stabbed into the wooden wall. Cake whimpered even more...he was to scared to take in what he as seeing...
FOXY: WHO AR' YE? (Cake stuttered some sounds but couldn't make a sentence) SPEAK!
CAKE: I...I-I-I...I'm-...
FREDDY: HOW DID YOU FIND US?
Cake just couldn't get any words out.
CHICA: STOP WIMPERING AND TALK!
CAKE: I...I...
FOXY: Ye have every right to be scared!
Foxy pulled his hook out of the wooden wall with ease, bits of splintered wood hitting Cake and Foxy grabbed Cake by the jacket and dragged him to the table, Cake tried to resist but Foxy was to strong...the others laughed at the sight of this. Foxy with all his strength lifted Cake up and slammed him on the table...Cake whimpered, this action knocking the contents off the table...and Foxy raised his hook over Cake's face, very close to his eyes...
FOXY: I suggest ye speak, landlubber...NOW!
CAKE: I...m-my...name is C-Chris...
FREDDY: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
CAKE: I...I've c-come to help...
FOXY: We don't need yer help! WHO SENT YE?
FREDDY: Did Guy Kanes send you here? TO KILL US?
CAKE: N-No...n-no...I...
CHICA: Kill him, Foxy!
CAKE: NO!
FOXY: With pleasure...it's been a whil' since I killed anybody...
CAKE: NO, WAIT...DON'T DO T-THIS!
FREDDY: THEN TALK!
CAKE: M-MIKE...S-SENT ME!
FREDDY: (Calms down) Mike...?
CAKE: Y-Yes...
CHICA: My Mikey...?
CAKE: Yes...yes...you must b-be Chica...
Chica's black eyes faded and became normal...she then put her face closer to Cake's...who tried to move...scared what she might do...it didn't help that he looked weird without a beak.
CHICA: My...Mikey sent you here...?
CAKE: Y-Yes...I've...I've been talking to him while he's in prison...
FOXY: So...ye not here to kill us?
CAKE: No...
FREDDY: And...Guy Purple didn't send you...?
CAKE: No...
CHICA: Foxy, let go of him...
Foxy grumbled...disappointed that he didn't get to kill but did what Chica said...he let his grasp go from Cake and stepped back...Cake breathed heavily and quickly climbed off the table...and backed off. He just stared back at the animatronics and they just did the same back to him...he wiped sweat off his forehead...and then laughed nervously...but still a little curious.
CAKE: My...God...(His heart slowing down to a normal beat) This...this is incredible...Mike really was telling the truth...I knew it...HAHA...I KNEW IT! (The animatronics frown at him) I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's just...wow...I mean, wow this is...amazing...
FREDDY: Did Mike really send you here?
CAKE: (Looks at Freddy) Yes...y-yes, he did...I'm here to help you...and to help him...
FREDDY: What makes you think we should believe you?
CAKE: Because Mike trusts me...he was the only one who knew your where abouts...
CHICA: So... he got my letter?
CAKE: Yes. (Pulls out the piece of paper and gives it to Chica)...He gave me this...this is how I found you...
Chica takes the piece of paper and opens it up, true enough it was the letter that Chica wrote...along with Mike's writing which was for Cake to read. Chica started to well up but smiled at the same time...tears dripped on the paper and then she looked at Cake.
CHICA: Is he...is he...okay?
CAKE: (Nods) He's fine...he's holding up...he can't wait to see you again...all of you.
CHICA: Oh...my brave Mikey...
FREDDY: I don't understand...how did you get to talk to him...?
CAKE: I...interviewed him...I made appointments...
The animatronics looked at Cake in disbelief and maybe with a certain fear...for they remember the last two interviews that Mike gave ending up with murder and revenge.
FREDDY: Impossible!
CHICA: Mikey would never give interviews...not any more, not what happened before...
CAKE: I didn't tell the prison guards why I wanted to speak to him...I just said I was family.
FREDDY: Christ, just like that? For all we know you could've been a murderer!
CAKE: I can assure you...I only want to help him.
CHICA: Why...?
CAKE: Because he's innocent...and...and that I wanted to know if you were real...a-and you are.
FREDDY: But why should you care? What do you care what happens to Mike?
CAKE: Because...he's the only one that knows about you...and that the fact that...John Kanes could've killed me...a long time ago...
FOXY: (Growls at that name) How?
CAKE: (Looks at Foxy and smiles) Because...you saved me, Foxy...
FOXY: I...what are ye talkin' about?
CAKE: I know now that it wasn't your fault, Foxy...you were trying to get John...but it all happened to fast...
Remembers Mike's story
It was an hour into the party and I noticed a boy, tad younger than me, on his own, hanging around Foxy the pirate animatronic, who was speaking in a pirate accent, which was cool but he looked like he was tormenting the poor mascot, grabbing hold of him, like he was trying to stop him from moving, grabbing hold on his hook hand and trying to climb him, then Freddy the bear, obviously a man in costume walked up to him, dancing, being whacky...I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying but he knelt down to him...touching him on his face and...well, you know...I knew something wasn't right, something wrong about Freddy, he offered him a cupcake and then he took the boys hand...just then the animaltronic's stopped, like there was a power failure, but how can there be when the lights were still on...they glitched a few times, voices became disoriented, horrible sounds, like a someone drowning...then they turned and looked at the guy in the Freddy costume and within a flash, Foxy moved and swung it's metallic arm across the this guys face, only cusioned by the stuffy Freddy mask but still enough force to knock him down, bringing the kid with him, Foxy went to bite into the costume but unfortunity the poor lad got in the way, like a sheild for the fake Freddy and was chomped on by Foxy's steel jaws, the bite crushing the boy's head, blood burst through the boy's head, like a burst balloon, the sounds of bone breaking and becoming dust, the scream...that fucking scream...blood flowed down the boy's face and running into his mouth, gurglering his cry, his eyes wide open...flesh falling off...the other kids and parents shocked at the sight, as was I. Foxy...just couldn't stop clamping his jaw...
CAKE: Yes…Foxy, I was the boy you bit…
Foxy stared at the man…his anger was turned into sadness…let his arms limp…he was almost close to tears…he hated what happened that day…yes, it was true, he was after John but it happened all to fast and instead but the child…all these years he never got over it…he was full of guilt…it was that moment that started the trouble with closures…
CAKE: Foxy…I'm sorry…I didn't mean to upset you…
FOXY: No, laddie…it's me who should be sorry…
CAKE: Foxy…I forgive you…yes, I was angry and I'd admit I…wanted revenge but now I know it was all an accident…that you was trying to stop a killer…and in a way…you did save my life…had you not done anything…I would've been killed and stuffed into a…(Looks at the animaltronics)…oh God…I forgot…I'm…
FREDDY: It's…okay…it's okay…Chris, is it?
CAKE: Yes…Chris Cake.
FOXY: All these years….I wondered what damage I did to that little boy…I knew he survived but…I didn't know what come of him…and now…I find out it was ye…standing in front of me…makes me feel…a lot better…
CAKE: Foxy…it's fine…I…forgive you.
FOXY: Thank ye, laddie…thank ye…
FREDDY: I can't believe you were that little boy…
CAKE: (Smiles slightly) I can't believe that….your actually…alive…
CHICA: Well…it's a long story.
CAKE: It's okay…Mike's told me everything…it's just…well, he's said wonderful things about you and to actually see you…in the flesh…it's just…well, it's finally real.
FREDDY: Well, a friend of Mike's is a friend to us…let me introduce us. I'm Freddy Fazbear, obviously you know Foxy the Pirate Fox…and Chica the Chicken.
CHICA: (Puts her beak back on) Hello…
CAKE: Well, Mike was right about one thing…you are beautiful.
CHICA: (Blushes a little) Hee…
CAKE: But…isn't there two more of you?
VOICE: You mean us?
Cake turns around and see's Bonnie the rabbit standing at the doorway, with Mangle, fully repaired, both with their arms folded, smiling slightly.
BONNIE: I'm Bonnie by the way and this is Vixen.
VIXEN: Please to meet you.
CAKE: You…fixed her?
FOXY: Aye, laddie…we took the blueprints from the horror attraction and fixed her back to her beauty self.
VIXEN: (Walks over to Foxy and hugs him) And a wonderful job you did too, my dear Foxy.
Foxy blushes and Vixen gives in a kiss peck on his cheek. Bonnie goes over to Freddy, who puts his arm around her waist.
CAKE: This is fantastic…Mike will be so happy to find out Vixen's back, oh man I can't wait to help break Mike out of prison…
The animatronics look at each other before looking back at Cake.
FREDDY: Mr Cake…we know you want to help Mike…but it's probably best if you..don't…
CAKE: (Puzzled) Huh…? Why?
FREDDY: This could be dangerous…
CAKE: (Sighs) Yeah…Mike told me the same thing…but I can help, I really can…
CHICA: How?
CAKE: Well…uh…
FREDDY: We've figured what we've got to do…it's to late to change it…we'll be leaving very soon.
CAKE: But…I want to help…
FREDDY: You can help by staying with Bonnie and Vixen…we'll be bringing Mike back here.
CAKE: How? How are you gonna bring him back?
FREDDY: We'll carry him if we have to…
CAKE: And what if the alarms go off, huh? What then?
FOXY: Look, lad…we're experienced in sneaking…we be doing it for nearly 30 years…
CAKE: But Mike hasn't.
FREDDY: He'll be save with us…
CAKE: (Bits his lips) I have a car…I can drive you there and back no problem…it'd be quicker than running.
BONNIE: (Nods) You know, he's got a point there…we could do with some transport…
Freddy thinks about this for a second, it was true though…with Cake's car they could be in/out within minutes and would make all the difference. Freddy rubs his chin…while Cake waits for an answer…
CAKE: Look, Mike trusts me…maybe you should too…
Eventually, Freddy smiles back at Cake and nods.
FREDDY: Okay…we'll take the car…
CHICA: I've never been in a car before.
FREDDY: That's a point…would we be able to fit?
CAKE: It's a convertible…so it'll be no problem.
FREDDY: Excellent.
CAKE: Best go through the plans with me quickly then…
FREDDY: Not a problem.
CAKE: One questions though…what's with this blueprint of a black cat?
Again the animatronics look at each other, if a little awkwardly this time…no one wanted to say anything but eventually, Freddy broke the weird silence.
FREDDY: Don't…don't worry about that…it's really for…when the time comes…
CHICA: (Almost stubborn like) IF…if the time comes…
FREDDY: Yes, Chica…if…
CAKE: I…I don't understand.
FREDDY: You will…but only-…(Looks at Chica but she looks away and folds her arms)…only if the time comes.
CAKE: (Goes with it) Uh…okay…
FREDDY: Now, we haven't much time…so let's go through with the plan.
NOTES: Next chapter will be up very soon…and I just realized I hardly used any swearing…wow, good on me. I'm getting fucking better at that…oh bollocks…