AN: 4000 views! *Breaks into Fort Knox just to eat my donut in private* I have officially gotten over my cousins death and I am having fun with writing again, soon this story will com to a close but I will make a sequel to continue, Enjoy! P.S There is a little bit of romance in this chapter, I don't usually do romance but later on possibly in the sequel the reason for it will be revealed so don't think that this fanfic is going to turn into a porno because it all happens for a perfectly logical reason, ok. SCREW YOU LUKIMIA!
The antidote for fifty enemies is one friend. ~Aristotle
Chapter 14
Foxy
When I hear the front door shut I immediately stand up and walk out of parts and service meanwhile I see Malcom walk down the hallway so I decide to activate New Chica, I walk toward the stage and flip on the free roam switch.
"Hey it's me," I say as she becomes active.
"Let me guess, it's almost 12:00?" she asks.
"Yep and it's the last day we have with Malcom," I say.
"By the way, I know what made Mangle go insane," she says as she gets off the stage.
"What is it?" I ask as we walk down the main hall.
"There is this feeling inside me, it seems like a combination of anger and euphoria but the euphoria is barely there and my instants tell me to do something to get the euphoria," she answers.
"And looking at Mangles behavior I'm guessing that you have to cause harm to get the euphoria," I say.
"I guess so," she says as we walk into the office.
"Hey Foxy," Malcom says, "And hey Chica."
"Hey," Chica says.
"Tonight is the last night I'm going to be here during the night," he says.
"But you will be here during the day right?" she asks.
"Of course, I took the day shift," he says.
"Now you can activate me during the day and I could see the sun," I say.
"And we could talk all day," Chica says.
"And I could get free cokes," he says as we stop speaking for a moment.
"Our dreams are very small aren't they," I say, breaking the silence.
"Well, that isn't a bad thing," Chica says.
"True," Malcom says as he checks the cameras.
After some time passes and all that happens is that the others keep coming into the room and we have to hide behind the televisions.
"I need to talk to Foxy privately," Chica says.
"Ok, you can go into one of the party rooms I can hold them off for the moment," he says.
"Thanks," Chica says as she walks toward one of the party rooms beckoning me to follow.
"I'll see you later," I say to Malcom as I walk into the party room.
After I close the door and lock it Chica walks to the top right corner of the room.
"So what do you want to talk about?" I ask.
"Come closer, it's a secret," she says as I follow her instructions.
"Now can you tell me?" I ask.
"Closer," she says as I move to about 1 meter away from her, "Closer."
I keep moving until I'm about a foot away from her face and I ask, "Is this close enough?"
"Perfect," she says.
"What do you need to tell me?" I ask.
"Remember what I said about feeling of anger and euphoria?" she asks.
"Yes of course," I reply.
"Well, what if the feeling drives us crazy like it did to Mangle?" she asks.
"I don't know, what's your point?" I ask.
"My point is that when Malcom leaves we could go crazy, because it seems he is the only thing that is keeping me together," she answers.
"So you want to make your final night that you will be sane last," I say.
"Yes, and I know exactly how," she says.
"How?" I ask.
"Some people start it off slow but I start it like this," she says as she gets closer.
"Well, it might be our last time that we aren't insane," I say as gets closer.
"Exactly," she says as she removes her beak and presses her lips against mine.
We keep this up for a few seconds and when we finally stop Chica starts to walk toward the center of the room, as she walks toward the center she trips and as she falls she trips me also. Soon we are both on the floor looking at each other and she presses her lips against mine again multiple times for about a minute or so, then after we hug each other.
"You know what, I think I should kill Malcom right now," she whispers into my ear.
"Why would you do that?" I ask quietly.
"You're right, both of us should kill him at the same time so we can both experience the euphoria at the same time," she whispers.
"No, Malcom is our friend," I whisper.
"It's not like he will actually survive the night," she says, "plus we'll go crazy anyways so why just get it over with?"
"Just one night then you can do that," I say as I try to hold her down.
"But Malcom would appreciate a death by his friends, not his enemies," she says.
"If you do kill him, you will become his enemy," I say.
"I guess you're right, but when the new one comes I get to do whatever I want," she says.
"Sounds good to me," I say as I press my lips up against hers.
"This is going to be sooooo fun," she says.
"Yeah, I still got it," I think to myself as she presses her lips up against mine again.
Malcom Downing
"I wonder what is happening in there?" I think to myself.
But I need to worry about something else, Old Chica is in my air vent and Old Bonnie is in the other one, I need to keep calm but when there are 9 animatronics wanting to murder me it's kind of hard to. I wind up the music box and as soon as I drop the camera Old Bonnie was in my room and I quickly put the Freddy head on and wait for him to leave. After about an hour of this happening it suddenly quiets down and I cautiously check the cameras thinking someone will be in my room but when I lower the monitor no one is there. I check the cameras to see where they where and they all gathered in the main hall, I see that they are talking to each other about something but I can't figure out what they are talking about. After a while of no one showing up I lay back in my chair and I open a coke and start to drink; now this is how it's supposed to be, easy and relaxing. I check the vents and I see that no one is in the vents and then I check the hall and I see something that almost gives me a heart attack, all of the animatronics are standing there looking like they are about to charge at me. New Chica was with them too but Foxy was nowhere to be seen, then I hear a banging noise to my right and I see that it's Foxy inside the vent.
"Chica went crazy and so have the others," he says, "It's some kind of feeling that is a mixture of anger and euphoria that makes you hurt others."
"Then what do we do?" I ask.
"We just wait until 6:00 I guess," he answers, "its only 5:45."
"By the way, what did you and Chica talk about?" I ask.
"She wanted to kill you but I talked her out of it for a second but after we left the room she took off for the others," he replies.
"So it's just you and me," I say.
"Basically," he says as he looks at all of them standing there.
"We need to get behind the TVs," I say as I start to move toward the TVs.
"Exactly what I was thinking," he says as we both move behind the TVs.
We wait a while until the night passes and everyone goes back to their proper places, as I walk past the stage I give the animatronics the middle finger salute, as I'm about to walk out of the door the mechanic come in.
"Oh, I'm glad that you are still alive, the animatronics have been acting up lately," he says.
"I know, I have a front row seat," I reply.
"Well, at least you have the day shift now," he says.
"Yeah, but right now I'm lucky to be alive," I say.
"I wish you a good day," he says as I walk out the door.
My body feels like I need lots of sleep but I need to return in the daytime today, I hop up on my bike and I start to ride it home when I find myself thinking about this feeling that Foxy described, why would someone create it, and what is the purpose of it? But right now I need to get at least a few hours of sleep and then I could look into it a bit more, after a while I get home and I get in my bed to sleep, I set my alarm to go off in about 4 hours and I quietly fall asleep.
I jolt awake at the sound of my alarm going off and I quickly turn it off, I look outside and I see that it's getting brighter outside and sunlight is something that I haven't seen in 7 days. I go to the kitchen and make myself some waffles and I get on my bike and ride it down to Freddy Fazbears' Pizza, as the familiar sign comes into view memories of the previous 7 nights come streaming into my head. As I pull up to the building I look inside and I see kids running around and playing with the animatronics, when I first saw the animatronics they where creepy but now I just strait up hate most of them. I park my bike on the side of the building and I enter the pizzeria, as I step in I see that the animatronics have stepped off the stage and they are now walking around and interacting with the kids. I walk up to the food counter and wait for the cashier to take my order, as I wait I look around the place realizing that this place could have been my tombstone.
"How my I take your order?" the cashier asks.
"I'll have a coke," I say as I give him some money and he gets my coke and he gives it to me.
I walk off with my coke and I take a sip as I take a seat at on of the tables in one of the empty party rooms.
"What's wrong?" a very familiar female voice asks from behind me.
I scream a little and then I turn around to see that it's Chica, I immediately stand up and look at her as I start to walk out.
"I don't want to hear it," I say as I walk out of the room, "You have betrayed me."
I walk to the security office to see if I can find anything useful to my investigation, as soon as I walk in I see nothing but after a few seconds of looking closely I see some papers laying on top of the TVs. I reach up and grab the papers and I start to look at them, I see that they are the blueprints of the inner workings of the command module.
"So, the feeling is manufactured," I think to myself.
Its function seems like it makes the animatronics aggressive and if they harm someone they are rewarded with a feeling of euphoria, but they missed their chance to kill me because I was too good at surviving. I take the blueprints and hide them under my jacket and start to walk over to the chair to start my dayshift job, the time turns 10:30 and my shift starts. All I need to do is look at the cameras from time to time and see if anything is ok, the only things that scare me a little bit is when the animatronics leave the stage and I get flashbacks of the previous 7 nights.
"Now this is what you call a job," I say to myself, "I get to relax, get free cokes whenever I want, and I have don't have to worry about any animatronics stuffing me into a suit."
I let the daytime hours pass as I check the cameras, drink my coke, and strobe the animatronics because I feel like it, a few hours later I hear my alarm go off and I know that my shift is over. I walk outside and wait for a little bit, soon I see Teresa running down the road and when she walks up to the front of the building I greet her.
"Hi Teresa," I say.
"Hi Malcom," she says as she starts to walk inside.
"Wait, before you go take my coke," I say as I offer her my recently refilled coke.
"No thanks, but thank you for offering," she says.
"Really you'll need it," I say as she takes it.
"Bye Malcom," she says.
"Bye Teresa," I say as she walks through the doors and closes them, "I hope you see another day,"
As I get my bike and I start to ride back to my house I can only think about Teresa and how she will take it, luckily I left a message to help her get settled in on her first night because I only had enough time to make 1 message.
"Teresa if you survive I hope that you will have the common sense to quit," I say to myself, "and if you don't then rest in peace."