Vincent opened his eyes. Let's see, there was something special about today…

Well, it was Sunday, that was one thing. Was it a birthday party? Probably not. Was it D&D day? Yes, but not until seven. So what exactly was it that was so important…?

Wait, he had promised to take the animatronics into the city. Today.

He jumped out of bed and got dressed quickly. True, he had been awake at 6 A.M., but he did need at least two hours of sleep every day. Just one of the perks of being technically dead.

The man made his way up the stairs and into the main show area. Surprisingly, none of the animatronics were awake yet. You could argue that they never slept in the first place, simply deactivated. It was difficult for such an argument to hold up, however. Especially when the animatronics could wake up at any time, be it because of loud noises or contact, just like a living person.

Vincent made his way to the parts and service room to grab an important part of the outing. He picked up Spring and carried the rabbit suit to the main show area. When he arrived and set the yellow rabbit down on a table, he made his way into the Prize Corner. BB and Vix were sound asleep, but the Puppet was climbing out of its box already. "Hello Vincent." It said quietly.

"Puppet." Vincent replied with a nod. "I need to talk to you." He looked at the two sleeping animatronics. "Somewhere else."

The Puppet nodded and followed him into the main show area "What is it that you needed?"

"So, you're magically powerful, right?"" Vincent asked

"Yes, why?"

"How are you on illusion?"

The Puppet raised an eyebrow. "Good. Again, why?"

"Can you make yourself look human?"

The Puppet seemed surprised. "Yes. I don't know why I never thought of that before."

Vincent grinned. "Sometimes you just need a new perspective."

"Oh great, Vincent has corrupted the Puppet. We're all dead." Fritz said as he entered the room. "You going to tell me exactly what your plan is?"

The pale man shook his head. "Not yet. Once the others are up, I'll tell everyone." He paused. "It's actually super simple."

"If it's so simple, mind explaining why one of us hasn't thought of it?" Fritz seemed more than a little irritated.

"As I said, sometimes you just need a new perspective." Vincent shrugged. "And I've learned to look at people as well as locations. I will say that things have changed in the sixteen years I was dead."

"Hopefully all for the better." Mike added, walking into the main show area with the rest of them. "Where are you planning on taking the gang?"

"Well, we're going to pick up some doughnuts, and then I'm going to take everyone into the park. For lunch we're going to get some sandwiches, then go back to the park. We'll finish the day with a meal at this buffet I found the other day." Vincent counted it out on his hands. "And then we can get back and do thirteen adventurer Dungeons and Dragons."

Mike nodded. "Sounds good. The gang haven't been outside in years, the park will be fun for them. As far as doughnuts are concerned, we will have to be careful exactly what we order, because certain foods have a negative effect on their systems. Most notably coffee and certain sugar products." He finished by glaring at Vincent when he said coffee.

Vincent raised his hands in the air in surrender. "Alright, giving Fredbear coffee was a bad idea, I fully admit it."

"I rather liked the coffee. It was a bit bitter, but otherwise tasted good." The Puppet said.

"That makes one of us." Vincent muttered. He looked up at the animatronics, then checked his watch. "They should be waking up soon."

His prediction proved correct very quickly as the animatronics on the main stage woke up one by one. As per usual, Bonnie was the first one to move. The rabbit yawned and stretched. "So, today's Sunday, right? Our day out?"

Chica, who had activated a couple seconds later than him, was the one who answered him. "That's right Bonnie. I wonder where we'll be going."

"Yes, that is something on my mind" Freddy added."

"You guys will find out soon." Vincent told the three onstage. "We just need to wait for the toys and Fredbear to wake up." He paused. "I'll go make sure Foxy doesn't sleep in again…" The pale man made his way over to Pirate's Cove and pulled the curtains open. "Foxy! Wake up!"

"Alright! Alright! 'M up." The pirate shouted back. "God, can't a pirate get some sleep around here?"

"Not today." Vincent replied. "Especially since we're going out today."

Foxy immediately ran out the curtain, pushing past Vincent. "Alright then! Today we be goin' places!"

"Sure, ignore me…" the man he just pushed over muttered. "I'm just the only reason you get to go anyways…"

The fox stopped and turned around. "I be sorry Vincent. I just got a little overexcited." He reached down and helped Vincent up.

"Thank you Foxy." Vincent brushed himself off, despite the whole pizzeria being spotless. "Now then, we just need to wait for the toys and Fredbear to wake up before we can go over what we're going to do."

"Just the toys, actually." Fredbear corrected. He had woken up while Vincent was busy with Foxy. "Well, just the three on the stage. Vix and BB are on their way here now."

Just as the yellow bear said, the vixen and her little brother were entering the main show area as Vincent, Foxy, and Fredbear made their way out of Pirate's Cove. "So Vincent, when are we leaving?" The white fox asked.

"Once the other three animatronics wake up." More or less the same answer all the others had gotten.

"What about Percy?" Vix seemed confused.

"Percy said that he would rather stay here." Mike informed her. "He wanted to get accustomed to his new mechanical legs before going anywhere."

"Oh, okay then." Vix nodded. "So what exactly is your plan?"

"You have no idea how many times I've been asked that." Vincent said, rolling his eyes. "Hell, even I don't know how many times I've been asked that."

"Asked what?" Ben asked, entering the room. Right behind him were Tia and Theodore.

"What Vincent's plan is" BB answered.

"What is his plan?" Theodore asked.

"Well, now that everyone is here, I can explain it." Vincent said, more than slightly agitated. He walked over to the Spring suit and set it up in a good position for him to put it on. "I've been dead for a while, and a lot of things have changed. One of the bigger changes I've noticed is a major increase in the furry population."

Fritz started laughing, but all of the animatronics gave him a confused look. "What exactly are you talking about?" The Puppet asked.

"Guess I'll have to go into the full explanation." Vincent said, unlatching the back of the Spring suit. "The word furry often has a lot of negative connotation to it, but that's not important right now. Furries are people who find themselves more comfortable when represented by a humanoid animal. The only real way to tell if someone is a furry is if they often go out into public wearing a suit that makes them look like some sort of humanoid animal."

"Kinda like you." Fritz said, overcoming his rampant laughter for a few moments, before collapsing onto the floor again.

"Fritz, you work alongside what is essentially nine sentient fur suits, and this is what you laugh at?" Mike said, shaking his head. "You disappoint me."

"Anyways…" Vincent said, glaring at Fritz. "You guys are amazingly sophisticated, to the point where it is impossible to tell that you're mechanical. It would be possible to pass you off as someone wearing an extremely high tech suit. Tell me Fritz, how would you feel if someone asked you to make them a fur suit?"

Fritz calmed himself down. "You're kidding, right?"

Vincent shook his head. "No, I'm not. You will probably be asked multiple times to construct someone a suit of the same quality as the animatronics. Can you actually do something like that?"

The engineer scoffed. "Of course I can. Will I do it? No way."

"Well, it's not really important." Vincent said, shrugging. "Now then, Puppet. Your normal appearance is, well, creepy. You cannot go into public looking like that. This is exactly why I asked you if you could make yourself look like a human."

The Puppet nodded. "I fully understand."

"Wait, so let me get this straight. We're going to be using our normal appearances in order to pass for normal people?" Ben asked.

"Yes. It's rather clever, if I do say so myself." Vincent paused. "Now that my explanation is over with, I think I'm done being serious." He looked back at the Spring suit. "Actually, I think I'll wait until after the doughnuts to put this on…" He looked up at Mike. "Or… Mike, could you go pick up two dozen glazed doughnuts?" The pale man began to climb into the Spring suit. "As for the rest of us…" He stood up in the suit and closed it. "We're going to the park."


I would just like everyone to know that my opinion of furries is completely neutral. I myself am not one, but I don't hate someone just for being a furry. They are used as a plot device in this, but that is all. If I got something wrong in my explanation of what a furry is, please let me know.

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