A/N: Heyo! So this chapter was suggested by multiple people, and some portions of it was written by Spyash2, so credit to him! You guys should definatley check him out, he's an amazing writer! Thank you ^.^

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"GUUUUUYS!" Chica's voice echoed off the pizzeria walls, and she came running down the east hall, some papers clutched tightly in her hands.

None of the others looked up from the arcade games they were playing. Bonnie and Mike were currently going head to head in 'Bonnie's Banging Guitar Solo'. All the arcade games were a trademark of the pizzeria, but they were all pretty much cheap knock offs of other games. For example, the game they were currently playing was practically Guitar Hero. They each held a smaller version of Bonnie's guitar with four, colorful buttons at the top. Bonnie was obviously winning. Foxy and Freddy sat off the the side, cheering them on.

"Guys!" Chica growled, trying to shove her way in between them. "Look!"

"Chica not now!" Bonnie shouldered her to the side. "I'm winning!"

"In your dreams!" Mike stuck his tongue to the side, concentrating harder. "Your ass is mine!"

"Of course it's yours, silly!" Bonnie cooed mischievously.

"UGH! Ew!" Mike gagged, messing up yet again. The game over screen showed. Bonnie whooped, jumping up and down, only to remember that the guitar was connected to the arcade machine with a thick cord. "That's cheating!"

Before they could start arguing, Chica pushed them apart. "Guys look!" she repeated. "I found it!" she thrust the papers into Freddy's hands.

"Found wha'?" Foxy scooted closer to get a better look.

"Is this..." Freddy squinted at the old yellowed papers in shock.

"Yes!"

"What is it?" Mike yanked the papers from the bear, looking them over. "Storage numbers?"

"I found the storage room the Toys are being kept in!" she chirped, making the animatronics look at her in shock.

"We've looked for them before! Where did you find them?" Bonnie gasped.

"It was in that bottom drawer in the desk," she was referring to the one in the office. "They were stuck together with the paperwork Mr. Charms never filled out!"

Freddy was seemingly shocked into stillness.

"This is great!" Foxy grinned. "Where are they? We should go get them!"

"Uh, just outside of town," Mike pointed at some text. He then couldn't help but stare incredulously at what Foxy had asked him to do. "Run that by me again." He asked to make sure he didn't miss-hear what Foxy had asked of him.

Foxy rolled his eyes and gave Mike a flat stare. "I want ye to take the others back with us." He told him.

Ho-boy, that's just Foxy had said before. This was going to be difficult to discuss because he knew how stubborn Foxy can be when he sets his mind on something. "Foxy." He began, almost patiently. "I can't bring them back with me." He quickly raised a hand to forestall the protests of the animatronics when he saw them open their mouths. "I can't bring them back with us because my car is small."

"Ye. And?" Foxy didn't see how his car being small would be a problem.

Mike gave Foxy a flat look. "Foxy. There are five of them, including you." He pointed out, his tone matching his expression.

"Ye. And?" Again Foxy didn't see how that would be a problem.

"I'll rephrase that: there are six of you and my car is small. There won't be enough space to fit everyone in my car, not to mention it would be pretty darn awkward trying to explain to the police why there are six animatronic's inside of it. Plus it was hard enough trying to hide you the first several times going to and from the restaurant. How hard do you think it'll be to hide six animatronic's inside of a car that is not fit enough to carry more than four people?"

Foxy however was not one to give up. His friends needed him! "Not that hard. Ye have a boot don't ye?"

Mike facepalmed in frustration. Yep. Really stubborn this fox was.

"I am not going out of town just to get some of your friends!" Mike groaned. "I'm not your errand boy."

"Hey!" Foxy continued on as if he hadn't said anything. "While we're over there," he was talking about he and Mike, "we should take Mari and leave him there!"

"That's perfect!" Bonnie laughed. "It's only an hour away! You guys can make it back by 3 o'clock!"

"Hello?! I'm not going!"

"Mike," Freddy muttered. "Maybe you should. I need to clear things up with them. Foxy and I both," he glanced at the fox, who suddenly seemed nervous. "We can hide them backstage or in the basement, so they won't be caught. It'd be good."

"Uuuugh," Mike groaned. "I don't really have a choice, do I?"

"Well we're not going to force you," Freddy shrugged.

"I might!" Bonnie raised his hand. Everyone ignored him.

"Fine," Mike snatched his car keys, still clutching the papers. "Come on Foxy."

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They dug out the Marionette's box from the closet, ignoring his muffled complaints from inside. Throwing it into the backseat, they took off. Mike was actually pretty good at directions, and could navigate there with no problem.

"I. HATE. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU!" Foxy screamed to the radio, 'singing' along. Mike smiled fondly, rolling his eyes. "WHY DO I, LOVE YOU?!"

His phone in the cupholder lit up, signaling he got a text. Picking it up, he checked, finding it was from Jeremy.

From: Nerd at 12:45 a.m. Hey I just got to my new house! The last moving truck is coming by in the morning. Now I have to unpack everything... :(

Mike scrunched his nose, knowing he was going to ask for help.

"Yer not supposed to text while driving," Foxy slapped his phone out of his hand.

"Hey! I wasn't texting," he turned the radio down. They could still hear the angry thumps of the Puppet.

"Still," Foxy rolled down his window, sticking his head out the window.

/

"Foxy! We're here!" Mike tapped his shoulder, startling him awake.

"Hm?" he muttered rubbing at his eyes.

"Storage," Mike pointed at the building in front of them. It looked totally abandoned. There weren't even any street lights around, and the parking lot had long since been overtaken with grass. Trees surrounded them on all sides, and the building itself was caked with dirt. Cracks ran down all sides, and visible water damage ran along the bottom. Mike had parked in front of a door he had found, although wooden boards cover it, along with the few windows.

"Oh, okay," Foxy yawned, still not fully awake, opening his door. Mike cut the engine and pocketed his keys. With Foxy's help, he dragged the Marionette's box out of the car, dragging it to a boarded up entrance. Without any prompting, Foxy ripped the nailed boards away from the door. They clattered to the ground and both the man and the fox froze at the loud noise. The Puppet had fallen silent a long time ago.

Trying the doorknob, Mike found that it was locked, unsurprisingly. "Can you open it?" he asked the robot, who was staring off into the trees as if he had heard something. "Stop doing that you're making me nervous," Mike peered into the woods, rubbing his arm. He jumped when Foxy rammed himself into the door.

It didn't break, but it rattled on it's hinges, so he kept at it, throwing his full weight against the metal door. Finally, it broke and fell inward, making more of a racket then the boards had.

"Ow," Foxy inspected the side of himself he had used on the door. Multiple dents littered his body, nothing Freddy couldn't fix.

"...You go first," Mike peeked into the darkness that was the inside of the building. Foxy's eyes flickered and lit up, illuminating the inside for Mike. Stepping inside, they looked around, forgetting Mari's box outside for the moment.

"Do you see anything?" Mike whispered, knowing Foxy could see in the dark.

"No," Foxy whispered back, saying nothing when Mike clutched the fabric of his arm.

"Well go on then," he pushed Foxy a bit deeper into the building, following close behind.

They wandered around for quite some time. They found nothing. But the building creaked ominously with every step they took, and occasionally, something would drop from the ceiling. Foxy assured it was wood from the roof, but he looked unsure himself, making Mike even more on end. It was terrifying to see the person he had once feared looking scared himself.

"Stop," Foxy hissed suddenly, pulling Mike close to him.

"What is it?" Mike stood petrified as Foxy glared into the darkness, his grip on his shirt tight. "Foxy, what is it?" he squeaked again when the robot said nothing. He was shoved behind the fox abruptly, and the fox let off a warning growl. It echoed off the walls, and somewhere in the building another piece of wood fell from the ceiling.

"...Foxy?" a smooth voice sounded, and Foxy's ear twitched. He immediately straighted, his tail wagging slightly.

"Teddy?"

"Foxy! Is that really you?!" Mike squinted into the shadows as a painted bear stepped forward, a look of shock on his face. "What are you doing here?!"

"Oh man!" Foxy raced to him, leaving Mike behind. The two animatronics embraced and the guard noticed Foxy was taller then 'Teddy', though it didn't surprise him much. Teddy didn't seem that much taller than Mike. "We came looking for ye!" he grinned at his long lost friend. "We're gonna take ya home with us!"

"Us?" Teddy peered over his shoulder to glance at Mike. "Who's that?"

"Oh, tha's Mike Schmitt," Foxy said proudly, beckoning him closer. "He's our nightguard."

"Nightguard?" he muttered as Mike stepped up to them quietly.

"Dun worry, I'll explain later," Foxy's nose twitched and Teddy nodded.

"Well nice to meet you Mike!" the bear held out a hand, which the man hesitated, then took.

"Uh," he shook hands with him, letting go quickly.

"I'm Freddy Fazbear," he continued to introduce himself. "Well, one of them," he snickered. "Just call me Teddy." Mike nodded silently and there was an awkward silence.

"Well, is it only you two?" Teddy asked, looking behind them. "Where are the others?"

"Still at the pizzeria. Ye can see them soon," Foxy grinned again. "Let's go get everyone else an' go."

"Oh! Okay," he said as if it hadn't crossed his mind yet, and the painted bear led them confidentially further away from the door. Their footsteps sounded throughout the building, and soon Mike could hear voices drifting from farther into storage.

"Foxy wait!" Mike grabbed his arm again, a bit irritably. "I can't see in the dark like you can."

"Oh!" Teddy stopped for a moment, looking around before reaching onto one of the many rusted shelves around them, pulling out a flashlight. He turned it on to test it, and a light flickered on. He handed it to the man, who took it was a grateful nod.

Continuing on, they got nearer to the voices.

"Do you think he's okay?"

"Yeah of course!"

"But...that was a pretty loud noise. What if something got him?"

"It's fine, Tia. Teddy's probably still investigating-"

"Hey!" Teddy rounded a bend, and Mike pointed his flashlight at whatever was talking. The light landed on two animatronics, and chicken and a bunny. They stared at him, the bunny's pupils shrinking, freaking Mike out.

"Foxyyy," he muttered nervously.

"Well dun point tha' light directly into their faces," he scoffed, making Mike lower the light. The animatronics sitting on the floor flicked their eyes to Foxy, their faces lighting up.

"FOXY!" they screeched, both leaping at him.

"'Ey BonBon, 'ey Tia!" he laughed. Something in the corner shifted slightly, and Mike pointed his light at it. It was another animatronic he hadn't noticed. It was covered in a heavy tarp of some sorts. Sitting up, Mike realized it was...short. Extremely short. A small, pudgy, huminoid looking robot sat up, the tarp falling into it's lap.

"Wha'?" it muttered confusedly, rubbing it's large eyes, a small frown on its face.

"BB! Look who's here!" Teddy smiled, and it looked up at Foxy, who still had his arms full of BonBon and Tia.

"F-Foxy?" a childish, but decidedly male voice cracked. "Foxy?" he said again.

"'Ey Billy," both the bunny and chicken let go of Foxy so he could crouch. "I missed you-" he grunted and fell back when the small robot flung himself at him.

"Foxy I missed you so much I thought I was never gonna see you again I was so scared I-" his wails were soothed by the fox, who patted his back comfortingly.

"It's okay," he cooed. "I'm righ' here. Me and Mikey here are gonna take you guys home!"

"Home?" BB's eyes widened. "Really?!" he leapt out of Foxy's arms to hug Mike's legs tightly, not even caring who he was. "Thank you thank you thank you-" he stared chanting.

"Uuuh," Mike dropped his flashlight, not knowing how to pry him off.

"Wait, you're really going to take us back!" the chicken, who Mike had figured her name was 'Tia' clasped her hands together. "

"Yep!"

As they chattered between themselves, Mike stared at Chica's counterpart in horror. He just now noticed that she didn't exactly have eyes or a mouth. Both parts of her face were lacking, and dark, empty pits sat in their place. Small specks of light illuminated her eyes sockets, much like Freddy's eyes did when he was angry.

Tearing his eyes away from her he inspected Bonnie's counterpart. If he weren't so terrified he would've laughed. Bonnie had always screeched at Mike when he teased him for having a girl's name. But for all that Bonnie insisted he was designed to be male, 'BonBon' looked nothing like a male. He got it the worst out of all the Toys he had seen. Clownish makeup decorated his face, and he was a lighter blue than Bonnie, making him feminine all together. But he spoke with a male voice so Mike decided it was best not to tease him like he did with Bonnie. At least not at this moment.

Teddy finally pried BB off of his legs, picking him up to sit on his shoulder. The child robot clutched the top of his head excitedly, still shouting at Foxy.

"Hey," Foxy held up his hook. "Where's Maggie?"

Everyone fell silent except BB, who Teddy had to hush.

"When we first arrived here she climbed up to the roof and ran off somewhere. We haven't been able to find her." he explained, wincing when Billy pulled at his ears.

"She still blames herself fer the bite?" Foxy scowled when they nodded. "I'll find her," he walked away, giving Mike a soft look. "You stay here for a bit, kay?"

Before Mike could protest he was left with the Toy animatronics, who now all looked curiously at him, staring at his scrunched up face. What was with his sudden change in personality?

"...Foxyyy," he whined uncomfortably.

"So you're name's Mike?" Tia leaned in close to him, making him lean back.

"Y-yeah."

"He's the nightguard for the pizzeria," Teddy explained, making the others gasp.

"But you came here with Foxy!" BonBon exclaimed. Mike stared at the dust covering him. In fact they were all pretty dirty. BB had left dirt all over his pant legs, and it looked as if the ceiling leaked, because water stains covered all of them.

"Uh, yeah. We're cool now," Mike leaned back even further when Tia pinched the collar of his shirt in between two fingers, inspecting his clothing.

"I like you!" BB giggled from his perch on Teddy's shoulders. "You're funny!" his feet wiggled in the bears face.

He was pelted with question after question, halfheartedly answering them, waiting for Foxy to save him.

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"Maggie," Foxy called, looking around the dim storage area. "Maggie come on out."

The storage building was actually pretty big, so he would have a hard time finding the damaged animatronic in question unless she decided to show herself.

Foxy sighed, remembering the Bite of '87 all over again. Well, it was kind of hard to forget. He wasn't there to witness it, but when the humans managed to pry her off the guard, they immediately threw her in the Parts/Service room with the rest of the damaged robots. As soon as they slammed the heavy metal door shut she started sobbing. The animatronics rushed to her, trying to pry information on what had happened and comfort her. All they could see was the blood and chunks of flesh dripping from her jaw. They hadn't had time to calm her down all the way before police officers busted in and they had to collapse back in their respective corner of the room.

They found out later that the victim did in fact live, even if he had a decrease in mental capacity. Luckily the man had a caring family to turn to; He was in good hands.

While plans were being discussed to shut down the pizzeria, Maggie hid in the darkest corner of the Kid's Cove, not moving for days at a time. No one could convince her it wasn't her fault, and eventually she even pushed Teddy away, the bear she'd seen as a father. It really wasn't a surprise she went into hiding.

Feeling a new wave of determination, he called out her name again before falling silent, knowing she was watching him. In the quiet he cold hear her shift ever so slightly, surprisingly close. He assumed Maggie would hide again, but she was in the rafters a little ways to the right of him. Foxy didn't look up. If she knew he knew where she was the animatronic would run.

Instead, he tensed his legs, preparing to run. When she shifted again he took off, sprinting to a storage shelf right under her. He quickly scaled it and leapt off to snatch whatever part if her she could grab onto. She squeaked as he caught her, tring to fling herself away onto another rafter, only to be pulled to the ground.

Foxy rolled away from the shelf he caused to fall, the vixen still in his arm.

"Stop it!" she yelped, struggling to get out of his grasp. "Foxy, let go of me! Please!" Maggie continued on for a few minutes, realizing he wasn't letting go. "What do you want?" she whined, her face pressed into the dust covered floorboards.

"Maggie," he dragged her up from the floor, sighing when she didn't support herself. "What, no hello?"

"What do you want?" she repeated, glaring at something behind them just to avoid looking at him.

"Maggie come on what can I say to make you believe that is wasn't you fault?"

"Nothing!" she spat. "Foxy, you weren't there," Maggie finally looked at him, fear and sadness in her eyes. "You didn't see their faces. They were terrified of me. I-I hurt someone! I'm a monster!"

Foxy was used to this dialogue. She had said this a million times before. Everyone would go in circles with her.

"Fine. Let's just drop it for now," he shook his head, knowing it could go on for hours and they both would only get more upset. She sighed, nodding understandingly. "So you know we're here to take you guys home?"

"Yeah," she muttered, sliding off of him.

"Are you gonna come? Everyone else's goin'."

"...Yeah. I guess. I would miss everyone too much," she smiled at him for the first time in forever. He hadn't seen that smile since 1987.

"Mkay. Let's go," he stood up, reached for her gloved hand with his own. She took it and he hoisted Maggie up.

"...Can you carry me?" she asked, and he lifted her so she could crawl onto his back, holding tightly.

Walking back to where they knew the others to be, he laughed when he saw Mike. The Toys had sat him on the floor, and BonBon and Tia flanked him closely, still asking him questions, never looking away from him. BB sat in his lap, spouting his usual happy nonsense. Teddy stood off to the side, trying not to laugh at the guard's awkwardness.

"Foxy!" Mike bolted to his feet when he saw him, setting BB to the side, not that he seemed to care. He slowed his roll when he saw Maggie, and he stared at her with wide eyes.

"Hi," she started, climbing onto one of the nearby shelves. She curled on the top one, some supplies falling to the floor.

"Maggie I missed you!" BB cried, throwing his arms out to her. The vixen smiled and lifted him up with her. He hugged her neck (well, what was connected under her head) and she chuckled.

"Hey! You coming with us?!" Tia stood, tapping her foot.

"Yeah of course. I couldn't leave you guys," she shrugged, but they all knew what she meant.

"Foxy what is that?" Mike whispered, tugging on his arm.

"Be nice, Mike," Foxy growled. "That's Maggie, my counterpart."

"Oh! The one you named the cat after!" he stared at her second head, which suddenly spewed some static before Maggie shut it up with a glare.

"You named a cat after me?" she asked, wincing when BB laughed and poked her cheek a bit harshly.

"Yeah! Well, named it Mangle an' all bu' still," he tilted his head bashfully when BonBon jumped up and clapped.

"Oh this is so cute!" he squealed. A long time ago he had designated himself as their groups' 'shipper', whatever that meant. Foxy, even as a pirate, never understood the term 'ship' used in that context.

"Hey, so, are we going to go soon?" Teddy asked, taking BB down from the shelf.

"Foxy, we forgot Mari!" Mike slapped his chest as he remembered. Freddy had started fixing the gaping hole in his chest. Wired mesh covered it part way, so he was careful.

"Oh! Hold on!" Foxy dashed off, leaving Mike alone with them once again. Luckily they didn't have long to wait before he came back, dragging Mari's box with him.

"That's where he went!" Teddy rushed up, tapping on the lid. "I was afraid they'd sent him somewhere else all alone!"

"Nope! 'E was in the pizzeria wit' us apparently," Foxy shrugged, listening to Mari's angry fists against the inside of the box which had returned with renewed vigor. "Hold on, I'll let him out," he started cutting through the duck tape.

"Why did you trap him in his box in the first place?" BonBon rapped on the lid, only to jump back when the puppet inside punched the spot he touched.

"Uh, lot of stuff happened. I'll tell ye later," he cut through the last of the tape. Immediately Mari shot up out of his box, yelling curse words aimed in Mike and Foxy's direction. Teddy gasped, shoving his hand over the puppet's mouth.

"HMMM! GET OFF OF ME!" he forced Teddy away, glaring at the bear hatefully.

"What does 'dirty shitbags' mean?" BB asked, making BonBon burst into laughter.

"No, Billy, don't say that," Teddy picked him up and away from Mari, who still glared in his direction.

"I wanna hug himmmm!" BB kicked his legs around, reaching for the Marionette, who frowned, crossing his arms. He still sat in his box, apparently not strong enough to stand up yet.

"Jeesh, what happened to your strings you poor thing?" Tia lifted his severed strings to her face, flinching when he snatched them away from him.

"Ask those two," he spat, glaring at Foxy and Mike, who shifted anxiously as everyone's stares were directed to them.

"You were the one to go crazy and try to take over the pizzeria!" Mike accused. "You're just bitter we beat you!"

"Oh shut the hell up!" Mari snapped, making BB laugh.

"HELL!" he shouted, and Teddy chastised him again.

"Mari, did you really do that?" Maggie finally spoke up and he glanced up at her as if he just noticed she was there. Maggie used to be his best friend. Now there were just terrible memories.

"...Yes," he sighed under her heavy glare.

"Why did you do it honey bun?" BonBon leaned his head on his fist.

"I told you a long time ago to stop calling me that."

"'Ey, I told ye all tha' I'd explain later. But Mari was trapped fer a reason and we were thinkin' of leaving 'im here." Foxy glowered back when the Puppet stared up at him, rage clear in his eyes.

Everyone looked to Teddy, who appeared in deep thought. "Well, I trust your judgement, Foxy," he finally sighed. "You know I do. But I don't want to leave Mari here. The only reason we made it through is because we have each other. But Mari would be alone for years and years. We're still family. I don't think I could do that," the bear looked sad.

"I'd be perfectly fine alone," Mari said snobbishly, but everyone ignored him.

"Hm, okay we can bring 'im back. Still gonna have to tape up 'is box," Foxy shrugged, indifferent.

"Let's go already!" Tia jumped back up to her feet, dragging BonBon with her. She somehow managed to pull Maggie from her shelf and drag them to open area of the storage area, out from their hide-y hole. "I cannot wait to be out of here!"

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A/N: Aha finally! A long chapter that's good. .

This is actually a two parter with how long it is an all. But it's gonna be great! So again, much thanks to Spyash2 for writing some of this and giving me great ideas! And thank all of you for being amazing people! I only continued this because of you guys, so it means a whole lot for all the support and ideas you give to me!