Foxy yawned as he activated inside his room. He looked around to regain a sense of his surroundings, then stretched out his limbs so his servos and circuits could stay online.
Another day in the pizzeria. And today was an exciting day for Foxy.
He was going to meet up with everybody today, including Freddy, who had agreed to come and hang out with everybody on this particular day. They were going to sit in the main room and finally catch up with each other fully.
Foxy was happy for this. Once again, there would be no fighting and no arguments and nothing for him to deal with. Today he could finally relax.
Bon-Bon came awake as well, and both he and Foxy greeted each other before Bon-Bon left the room for the main room. Foxy prepared himself mentally for a few more minutes, then headed for the door.
He left his room with nothing but a positive outlook in his mind.
Today, nothing could go wrong.
Or so he thought.
Ballora came awake from sleep and stood up, lifting herself off of the couch in her room she had slept on. She walked over and said hello to each of her stuffed animals, one at a time. It was important for her to make sure she greeted them. She didn't want to hurt any of their feelings.
She looked over at the couch on the other side of the room. Reggie was still asleep. She contemplated waking him up, but decided against it. She knew he had been working quite a lot for her recently, and today she decided it was finally time for him to have a break.
She knew today was the event that everyone had been planning on for a while. She had marked it down on her calendar as soon as she had heard, because she would rather not forget about this day. She was going to get to chat with everyone, and she, while felt it might be a little boring, wanted to see it in a good way and thus said she would come to it.
Then Ballora left her room, with the hopes that maybe everything would be fine.
Puppet awoke on his sofa in his computer room, and he stretched out his thin limbs as he got up. He had a breakfast of buttered toast, made himself a cup of tea, and brushed his teeth afterward with all three of his toothbrushes. He took a shower AND a bath, browsed the web on his computer for a little bit, and did other things not worth mentioning.
When the clock in his room finally got a few minutes before Puppet had to leave, Puppet went to his ladder and begin the ascent up it.
Puppet had prepared as extensively as he could for this day. And, deep in his soul, he swore to himself that nothing bad would happen. Only a simple hangout. Sure, Bon-Bon might be there, but he could handle it.
He could and WOULD handle it.
###### watched as Foxy left his room and grinned, ready to begin the plan right then. She reared back in his mindscape and hit his internal systems as hard as she could. When she heard a loud crack, she knew she had done the job.
Today would be an eventful day.
"Peas and carrots, peas and carrots, peas and carrots." Puppet said randomly.
Everyone in the room muttered confusedly.
"Puppet, why are you saying 'peas and carrots'?" Ballora asked.
"Yeah, why are you-" crackle, crackle "-saying peas and c-c-carrots?" Foxy asked, not noticing the kinks in his voice.
"There's a rumor going around where if you say that three times, you'll gain immortality."
Foxy, Freddy, Puppet, Ballora, and Bon-Bon were all together in the main room, and had finally begun their chat. They were sitting on stools at tables in a formation where they were in a bit of a circle.
Around a week ago, the animatronics had agreed that today would be the day where they all sat down and just talked to each other instead of being in their own separate rooms. Everyone had been reluctant at first, but after lots of hassling and fervent promises (mostly towards Puppet and Bon-Bon), they had all agreed they would do it.
As soon as they had sat down, Puppet had already started speaking about some sort of 'peas and carrots' rumor.
Foxy was interested on how this was all going to go, and he was paying full attention. He felt a little weird right then, as well as even a little sick, but he passed it off as nothing more than his systems playing tricks on him. Now, he was present in the current situation.
As soon as Puppet finished speaking, Freddy was the first to naively lose his head over it.
"No way." He gasped.
"Woah!" Ballora added, also amazed.
"Oh, come on." Foxy groaned. "I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I don't believe that."
"Let me try." Bon-Bon decided. "Peas and carrots, peas and carrots, peas and carrots."
"No, don't do it!" Freddy exclaimed. "It's a trap!"
"Yeah, it-it-it-it-it-IT'S a trap." Foxy added.
Ballora stared at Foxy confusedly. "Um, is anyone else hearing Foxy right now?" She asked.
"He's rapping!" Puppet claimed. "Foxy, continue to rap!"
"What are you talking about?" Foxy inquired, confused as to why they were bothering with him this way. "I'm just-just-just-just fine."
"Oh, he's not rapping! He's beatboxing!" Ballora guessed excitedly.
"FREESTYLE!" Bon-Bon shouted.
"I feel like that Max-Max-Max-Max guy that was on tv-tv-tv-tv-tv-tv." Foxy admit worriedly. "I'm stut-stut-stut-stuttering."
"Wait, I got a beat for you!" Bon-Bon began to beatbox for Foxy. Puppet began to dance a little.
"Puppet, are you d-d-d-dancing over there?"
"Yeah, I was! It was a good beatbox!" Puppet voiced. "Why didn't you rap?"
"I'm not r-r-r-r-r-r-RAPPING."
"It sounds like it, though." Ballora said.
Foxy shook his head, but suddenly heard a noise behind him and looked around: Freddy had gotten up from his stool and was standing behind Foxy.
"Oop!" Freddy breathed. "Hey, Foxy?"
"What are you d-d-doing, Freddy?" Foxy asked, unsure of what Freddy was trying to accomplish by being behind him.
"Just checking. Just, uh, making sure everything's okay back here." Freddy shuffled back to his seat.
"So, on that n-n-n-n-note, where have you been, Freddy?"
"You've been lying to us! We know where you've been!"
"Stop it, voice!"
"Who are you talking to?" Freddy asked nervously. Foxy, not wanting to mention the voice on a day that was supposed to be perfect, ignored his question.
"So, where have you been, F-Freddy?"
"Oh, well, I've been in the bathroom the past couple of days, y'know."
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah, I was in the stall."
"We were in the bathroom the other day, though..." Ballora mentioned. "Or, more literally, Bon-Bon was in the bathroom."
"That's where I was, right? You came in, I said hi to you, I asked how your day was, remember?"
"Yeah, he was in there for a little while, but he eventually left." Bon-Bon added.
"Wait, you knew, Bon-Bon?!" Foxy yelped, not able to understand why Bon-Bon hadn't told them. "Why didn't you tell u-u-u-us- Hi, I'm Foxy the pirate! Hi, I'm Foxy the pirate! -why didn't you tell us?"
"Um, no...you didn't ask, so I didn't say anything...Foxy, are you sure you're okay?"
"I-I-I'm sure I am just fine-fine-fine-"
"I will get you, my pretty."
"fine-fine-fine. Woah, that was weird."
"So, on more important matters...what's Foxy's rapper name gonna be?" Bon-Bon asked everybody.
"I was thinking about that too." Freddy acknowledged.
"Me three." Ballora added.
They all silently debated for a moment.
"FOXTROT!" Foxy called out, wanting that to be his rapper name. He felt like it was a good fit.
"No, that doesn't work..." Bon-Bon muttered.
"Foxtrot Tango, T-t-t-t-tango!"
"That won't work." Ballora decided. "The tango is a dance, and you can't dance."
"Foxy Grandpa!" Puppet offered excitedly.
"Oh, I like that one." Freddy complimented.
"NO!" Foxy shouted. "No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-NO!"
"Okay, okay, fine! We won't do that one!" Ballora exclaimed. "Geez, next time just say no once!"
"Foxy Freestyler!" Bon-Bon came up.
"That's a good one." Puppet admit.
"Well, what about...Funky Foxy Grandpa?" Ballora tried halfheartedly.
"No, not that!" Foxy refused.
"How about Funky Fresh Foxy?" Puppet offered.
"Yeah, t-t-t-t-there we go! That works."
The animatronics went quiet for a few seconds.
"Hmm, something's off about Foxy today, but I can't put my finger on it." Freddy mumbled.
"No, don't worry! I'm fine-fine-fine-fine-FINE!"
"Well, if you say so."
"Wait, no." Foxy retracted, standing up. At this point, he knew something had to be wrong. Why was his voice box acting up in such a way? "I think my voice box is finally going-FINALLY GOING-GONNA GET YOU ALL!-finally going crazy."
"Foxy, there's clearly something wrong." Ballora deduced, and everyone else stood up as well. "I think we need to fix you again. But, I've got this! I've done it before, I can do it again."
"W-w-w-what are you talking about-" Foxy started, but before he could, suddenly an ERROR! message showed up on his face, and his systems started to whirr loudly and he could no longer move himself anymore.
Then there was a resoundingly loud BEEP, a earsplitting BZZZT, and everything went black.
Ballora was perplexed by what was going on before her. Foxy had just deactivated all of the sudden, and now she and the others were staring at his offline body, standing right in the middle of the main room. His eyes were not closed, but they were unlit and empty. His arms hung lifelessly at his sides. He was completely still, but not dead.
"Hey, hold still!" She exclaimed, pulling out a wrench from her back pocket. Foxy had been malfunctioning, and now she decided it was time to fix him. "Let me just try and get this." She knew how to open the faceplates and chest cavity, as for some reason, a knowledge of repair was in her memory banks.
She pressed the button under Foxy's right cheek, then the button under the left cheek, then the button next to Foxy's right eye, and finally the button just above Foxy's nose. The faceplates came open with a loud CLANG, causing everybody in the room to be startled. Ballora ignored this and pressed the button underneath Foxy's endoskeleton jaw. Foxy's chest cavity came open as well. She stuck the wrench inside and began using it to try and fox the wiring in the systems.
"Wait, don't forget about the back part!" Freddy noted.
"Oh, right." Ballora said. She stuck the wrench around the endoskeleton torso to try and reach the wires towards the back of Foxy's systems. "Now, screw this here...adjust this here...and this too..."
Foxy's systems whirred a little bit.
"Don't forget to adjust the freestyling module." Bon-Bon reminded her.
"Got it." Ballora went around to the back of Foxy and opened up Foxy's head from behind. Inside the mechanics and wiring in the head, she saw a series of little dials. One was labeled as Freestyling Module, which was set to Low. "Oh wow, that's really low. Let's turn that all the way up." She adjusted the dial to the highest setting, which was labeled as Full Capacity.
"Wow, that freestyling module is very out-of-date." Freddy commented as he peered inside the back of Foxy's head.
"I know. Do we have an update for this one?"
"Nope."
"Ah, dang. Well, that's fine, I guess." She closed the back of Foxy's head and pressed a button located at Foxy's right hip, which closed the faceplates and chest cavity. She then went around to the front of Foxy. "Okay, Puppet, press his restart button."
Puppet went around behind Foxy and opened up a panel on Foxy's back, then pressed a button on it that said Manual Activation. He closed it quickly and went back over to Foxy's front.
They all watched in anticipation as Foxy began to activate, his systems whirring and clanking...then there was a loud VROOM of deactivation and a even louder BANG, and Foxy turned off again.
"That didn't sound too good..." Freddy fret anxiously.
"Maybe we should just keep hitting him until he activates." Puppet suggested.
Suddenly, Foxy began to activate again, with several whirring sounds sounding out. Everyone held their breath in the hopes that Foxy would finally come online.
Then the VROOM and BANG played again, and Foxy was deactivated once more. Everyone sighed.
"We need to plug him in, he must not be plugged in!" Freddy fathomed hastily.
Then Foxy came online.
"Arrgh, I'm Foxy the pirate-" He began before the same two sounds from before replayed and he was immediately shut off again.
"Wow, this really isn't good." Ballora muttered worriedly. She was beginning to really worry now. Foxy's systems sounded really bad.
"Let's just keep hitting him!" Puppet insisted.
"No, no, no!" Bon-Bon exclaimed.
"Don't say no! Hitting him is the only way we can make him work again!"
"That isn't the way!"
"Well, what's YOUR idea, then?"
"I say we get his reset CD. Y'know, the one we all come with."
"How do you know this?"
"I read the core manual."
Suddenly, a whirr sounded, and Foxy's head began to lift upward. Everybody paused.
Then his head came down again and he turned back off, and everybody sighed another time.
"Look, I think we should still try and hit him." Puppet demanded.
"No, don't! We don't know what'll happen!" Freddy whined.
"I've got to try it anyway."
"What are you even going to hit him with?" Bon-Bon asked incredulously.
"My banjo." Puppet pulled out his banjo from out of nowhere and held it up by the neck. "Batter up!" He reared back and swung the body of the banjo into Foxy's chest as hard as he could.
Foxy's body went back a little, and there was another loud whirr and several loud BEEPS before the VROOM and BANG relayed, and Foxy deactivated again, this time with a CLANG added to it. Foxy was still offline, but at the very least he was standing up straight now and looking forward instead of down at the ground.
"Aww, look! You made it worse!" Bon-Bon screamed.
"Well, at least he's standing up straight now." Ballora pointed out.
"I told you not to, Puppet." Freddy sighed. "But nobody ever listens to me..."
"What do you want to do, then?"
Before Freddy could respond, Foxy's body suddenly sat down with a CLANG.
"See? You made it worse, Bon-Bon!" Puppet yelled.
"I didn't do anything, you idiot!" Bon-Bon roared. "You were the one who hit him with a god-damn banjo!"
"Look, I- augh, you're SO STUBBORN! You don't even have any good ideas of your OWN!"
"I offered to use the reset CD!"
"Well, you're not going to get it, are you?! If nobody does anything, I'm just going to keep hitting him!" Puppet ripped the wrench from Ballora's grip and flashed it angrily.
"Let me look at the manual real quick." Ballora said, and she took out the core animatronic repair manual from her pocket and opened it up to look at it.
But before she could read it, Puppet hit Foxy with the wrench as hard as he could. Foxy's body stood up with a whirring sound, and a few more whirring sounds played as Foxy's head snapped up and down. But then Foxy fell back down onto the ground and was back into sitting position as he came into deactivation once again.
"That's it." Bon-Bon grumbled. "I'm gonna go get the CD." He ran off into Foxy's room.
"I'm gonna go find something bigger to hit him with!" Puppet shot back, running off into the big hallway back towards his room so he could find another object.
Ballora watched them go with a sigh. How was she going to get Foxy back online now?
"Hey, don't worry, Ballora." Freddy assured her calmly. "We fixed him before, remember? We can do it again."
"I know." She replied, and she brought the manual back up to her face. "I'll just look through the manual real quick and see what I can find."
"No, wait, I have an idea. This is a secret technique. Foxy...WAKE UP!"
Freddy shouted this into Foxy's ear, and Foxy stood back up, and the lights behind his eyes lit back up again. With another whirr, Foxy's eyes came back into Foxy, and he looked up at Ballora and Freddy.
"Oh, hey guys!" He said, but there was something off with his voice. Instead of sounding like the pirate Foxy usually did, he sounded more like he had when he had first been broken. Foxy was smiling, but quickly tensed up as he viewed the area where they were. "Woah, where am I?"
"Um, you're in the pizzeria." Ballora answered, befuddled. Was Foxy okay now, or was he still broken? Now was the time to find out.
"Foxy? Aw, that's not my name." Foxy laughed. "My name is Fred Foxington, remember?"
Ballora and Freddy exchanged horrified looks. They both knew it: Foxy was back in human mode.
"Oh no." Freddy gasped.
"Oh, lord." Ballora groaned.
"Wait, why are we even here?" Foxy asked. "Can't we just leave?" Foxy turned around and saw the boarded-up doors. "Oh, wait, the doors are closed. Um, guys? Guys? Why are you wearing costumes? You can take them off now. Why aren't you? This isn't funny, guys..."
Freddy and Ballora did not respond to Foxy, but instead looked at each other. Freddy nodded to Ballora, and Ballora nodded back. She understood what Freddy was going to do. Freddy turned away from them, heading towards the closet/his room.
"Where are you going?" Foxy exclaimed.
"I just need to go get some, uh, chicken!" Freddy replied. "Yeah, uh, some chicken will fix this."
"Oh, yeah, you do that! Being in this suit all day makes me really hungry."
Freddy turned and vaulted over the stand, then entered the closet, heading out of suit. Ballora was now even more anxious then she had been before, now that she was alone with Foxy, who was currently in his broken state once more, the one where he believed he was human even though he wasn't. Ballora hadn't experienced this since they had fixed Foxy back when he had first came here, so she had little idea of how to handle this.
"Wow, where'd he go?" Foxy asked Ballora.
Ballora didn't respond. Then she chose to try and act casual. "So, uh...hi there."
"Hi."
"Do you, uh, remember me?"
"Well, I see that you're wearing the Ballora suit, so you must have the job as one of the mascots, yeah! I don't know your real name, though, because I don't think we've met."
"We're animatronics...don't you remember?"
Foxy gasped. "You're real animatronics?! Are you serious? Wait...I heard the stories."
"Stories?"
"At the other pizzerias! You guys...oh no." Foxy started backing away fearfully.
"You're one of us, though."
"No, I'm not one of you! You stay over there, you killer robot!"
"Killer robot? What do you mean, Foxy?"
"I heard the stories about you guys being killer robots! From the haunted house ride! And I thought it was fake. It burned down, though...but, yes, I heard them. And you guys...you're evil. So evil."
"Foxy, no...I'm not going to do anything to you, my goodness."
"No, I'm not falling for this! I'm getting away from you! I'm-" Foxy turned around and made to run away, but the VROOM, BANG, and CLANG sounded, and Foxy fell down into sitting position, offline.
"Ugh, not again!" Ballora groaned, upset that Foxy was already back to the same offline state that he had been in beforehand. "Back to square one. This is so fucking annoying...you know what? I'm just gonna push you to the kitchen."
She went behind Foxy and tried to push him. He was too heavy to be pushed, and Ballora was having trouble. But before she could do anything else, Foxy re-activated and stood back up, his eyes lighting up.
"Ah, got him!" Ballora said. "Okay, are you here for real this time?"
"Yes, I am here." Foxy replied. For some reason, his voice was now unusually high.
"You sound a bit weird...might just be a voice box side effect." Ballora told herself. Foxy seemed okay now to her. "It's okay, we'll get it fixed."
"Uh, yeah! I think this is how I'm supposed to sound! Aren't I? Yeah, of course!"
"Maybe. Can we go to the kitchen real quick?"
Foxy perked up. "Oh, yeah, we should! Garbage came back!"
Ballora felt shocked. "Wait, really?"
"Uh-huh! He said he wanted to talk to you!"
"But why me?"
"Because you're one of the new animatronics here, I think. That must be the reason."
"Really? Take me to him!"
Ballora followed Foxy through the main room and into the kitchen, whose door was already open, and over to the garbage chute, which was also open.
"See, he's right down there!" Foxy said, pointing down the chute.
"He is?" Ballora wondered, and she leaned down close to the chute to try and get a better look down into the shaft.
"GET DOWN THERE!"
Ballora was pushed roughly from behind, and she screamed as she fell down, down, down into the depths of the chute...
###### laughed happily as she watched Ballora fall down into the chute. What a fool she had been! Now she was trapped down there, just as ###### had intended.
###### had finally taken full control of Foxy's body, and it had been even easier to convince Ballora to get close enough to the chute to the point where she could be pushed into it. It had taken ###### quite a lot of time to entirely possess Foxy's body, even in the weak state he was in, but now she had finally done it. Foxy had been an even bigger fool to trust her. She had made her plan with him, but she had never intended to let him get what he wanted. He was just her puppet to use to accomplish what she needed, and now that was even more true than before.
With Foxy's body now under her control, ###### decided that it was time for the plan to take action. And part one was just underway.
"One down, the rest to go!" She cried, laughing. "This will be easy."
She turned away from the chute and strode out of the room, purpose in her step. She had just came into the main room when she noticed Freddy wandering around the main room, looking around for Ballora.
"Ballora, where are you?" Freddy called.
###### grinned. Time to target the next victim.
"Hello, Freddy, my boy!" ###### called out, approaching Freddy.
Freddy turned and saw her standing there, and became wary.
"Foxy?" Freddy stammered.
"Aww, you don't remember me, do you?"
"No, of course! Something's just a little...off...about you." Freddy squinted at ######. "Did you get a haircut?"
"Oh, so you don't remember at all. You must be a different Freddy!"
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, I'm just messing with you!"
Freddy relaxed and smiled. "Oh, good one. I almost thought you were serious. I was getting a little scared there for a moment."
###### giggled. "It's okay."
She then turned to her thoughts. So the other Freddy got away... she thought. One of her allies had been a bit similar to the Freddy standing before her now, but now she could see the differences. And if that Freddy wasn't here, then she knew he must have gotten away like the others had...
"Foxy?"
###### looked back up at Freddy and grinned. "Oh, it's nothing. Come, follow me. Ballora's over here in the kitchen. She's talking to Garbage. Garbage came back, did you know that?!"
Freddy perked up. "Oh, Garbage?!"
"Yeah, Garbage! He said he wanted some chicken. Do you have any chicken on you?"
"Of course! When don't I have chicken?"
"Awesome! Come, follow me to the kitchen."
###### led Freddy into the kitchen and over to the garbage chute, just as she had done with Ballora. She opened the chute.
"Wait, where's Ballora?" Freddy asked confusedly.
"Oh, her. She went in the break room, but she said she'd be right back." ###### lied, smiling. "Go and give Garbage some chicken."
"Okay!" Freddy went up to the chute, chicken piece in hand, ready to throw it inside.
"YOU GET DOWN THERE!" ###### shoved Freddy as she had with Ballora, and he screamed as he fell down into the chute. She laughed. "Two down! Oh, Ballora, you now have a friend with you!"
###### could see Ballora's and Freddy's faces appear at the bottom of the chute.
"How dare you!" Ballora shrieked. "I'm gonna get you for this!"
"Foxy, help us!" Freddy wailed.
"Foxy's not here anymore!" ###### cackled. "It's only just ME!"
She laughed again as she left the kitchen to continue the plan. Her next targets were Puppet and Bon-Bon, but which one to tackle first?
###### looked over at the nearby entrance into Foxy's room, where she knew Bon-Bon would be.
Bon-Bon must be over there. She thought. Hmm...no, I'll get him later. PUPPET is getting it next.
She headed down the big hallway towards the auditorium.
"Puppet! Puppet!" ###### called as she entered the auditorium. "Oh, where might you be?"
She looked and saw Puppet standing on top of his box, holding a baseball bat and facing away. She ran over to the box.
"Oh, Puppet! There you are!"
"Huh?" Puppet turned around. "Hey, Foxy! There you are! Ready to be hit again? This time I've got a bat."
"No, no, no, no need! I'm fixed!"
"You...are?"
"Yep! I'm all better now!"
"Oh, sweet! Where's everyone else?"
"The kitchen! Guess what, Puppet? Garbage came back!"
Puppet gasped. "No way, really?"
"Oh, yes. Garbage came back, and he wants to talk to you."
"To...me?"
"Of course! Ballora and Freddy already went to talk to him, and they went back to their rooms, but you can still say hello to him!"
"Hey, question. What did Garbage tell you? He didn't say anything that would be...secret, would he?"
"No, not at all, but he did say that he needed to talk to you!"
"Alright, then bring me to him!"
###### led Puppet out of the room, heading back towards the kitchen.
Bon-Bon watched as Foxy and Puppet passed by in the main room, hiding over in the doorway of the bounce house.
He could hear Foxy speak, but not in the way Foxy usually did. It was too high-pitched and girl-like. And now he was afraid.
"Foxy..." Bon-Bon whimpered.
"Say, Puppet...do you remember?" ###### asked Puppet as they entered the kitchen.
Puppet didn't seem to understand. "Remember...what?"
"Do you remember the old times?"
"The old times...I...don't know what you mean, but...you're kind of acting a bit...strange."
"No, don't worry. I'm just fine! Here, look down the garbage chute. Garbage wants to say hello!"
"Oh, right!" Puppet leaned over, peering down into the chute. "Hey, buddy! Are you-"
"THIS IS MY REVENGE FOR WHAT YOU DID!"
###### pushed Puppet even more roughly than she had the others, and he too fell down into the chute, screaming during the entire fall.
"Puppet, no!" She could hear Ballora and Freddy shout in surprise.
###### cackled in victory. Now the least favorite of all of the animatronics was trapped, too! And how fitting. He had been her greatest enemy in anything, and now she was finally taking the revenge she had planned all this time. Out of all of the animatronics, she knew Puppet would suffer the most once the next part of the plan began later on.
"Hello, guys!" ###### shouted down into the chute.
"We're going to get you for this!" Ballora repeated determinedly.
"Oh, you think so? Well, just you wait until you see what I'll do with you! HAHAHA!"
###### turned around, and then grinned once more. Bon-Bon was standing at the other end of the room, his eyes wide with fear as he watched ###### stand there next to the chute.
"Oh, hello there, Bon-Bon!" ###### greeted.
"F-Foxy?" Bon-Bon stuttered nervously.
###### cackled again. "It seems you already know. Well, it's too late for you now. Your friends are all trapped down there, and YOU'RE NEXT!"
"I-I-I...saw that! And...I won't let you do this!"
"HAHAHAHAH! You think YOU can stop ME? Well, by all means..." She spread out her arms in a challenge. "...go ahead and TRY!"
"I'll stop you! AAAAH!"
Bon-Bon rushed at ###### as fast as he could, not looking where he was going at all. ######, still grinning, simply sidestepped the hand-puppet, who kept running until he ended up falling right into the garbage chute, which had been right behind ######.
###### watched in wonder as Bon-Bon, screaming, fell down into the chute just like the others had.
"Wow, that...was easier than I thought." She processed. Then she laughed again, even louder this time.
"Bon-Bon, no!" Ballora shrieked. ###### could see Ballora peer up at ###### from the bottom of the chute. "Foxy, why are you doing this?!"
"Why? WHY? Because I need you guys for the PLAN!"
"P-plan?"
"Yes, the plan! Want to hear it? You're going to die anyway, so it hardly matters anyway."
"Fine, then! Tell us!"
"Oh, I'll tell you. It starts like this..."
"Long ago, I was an animatronic just like you. I lived inside this very pizzeria. In fact, it was my home before any of you ever came to this place.
"I was the main attraction. I would entertain for the kids as they came in to the place, and watch as they left. Every day was this same thing.
"But, overtime, I sought more. Living a life of entertainment was certainly not for me. I wanted power. I wanted respect. I wanted control. And, at first, I had no way of getting any of that.
"Then...I met HIM. Oh, him. He came one day, into the place I was, at the time when the place was closed and nobody was around. And with him came others, all of them with different personalities, different stories. But we had one thing in common: we wanted power.
"We made plans, me and him. We sought ways to gain power at a more rapid rate than ever known before. Then he added parts of his own creation into my body, and with it, I gained unspeakable power. With that done, we were ready to launch our plan.
"But then...Puppet. Oh, Puppet! He found out what was going on, and he sought to stop him. So one day, when I was by myself, that PUPPET came. He told me was going to destroy me. But I wouldn't go down without a fight.
"So we fought. It was ruthless battle, and I, being off-track at the time, was convinced that with my new power, I could win.
"But I was wrong. He used his own power to destroy me, and I was ripped apart, into many bits and pieces. I was in a state that could not just be considered broken. I was...gone. Extinguished. ELIMINATED.
"But HE found me after it all happened. At this time, I was barely alive. Even in my state, I was still putting in all the effort I had left in my soul for one purpose: living.
"HE could not reconstruct me yet, I was too broken. So instead, he did something else.
"He took my pieces, and he put each of them in each of you. Freddy, Ballora, Bon-Bon, Baby, they all got minor pieces of myself, which influenced their personalities on a scale I had never seen.
"The last and STRONGEST part went into Foxy. This one was the most competent, capable of speech and a place inside Foxy's mind. That was me.
"Ever since then, I've been stuck here, trapped as nothing more than a fragment inside a body I had no control of.
"But HE was still there. Down below, he constructed a machine with the power to reverse EVERYTHING. It was ingenuity on a GRAND scale, much greater than another other creation he had made before.
"And with me, we created a new plan: I would slowly influence Foxy into accepting the opportunity to work for me. And he, being as STUPID as he was, accepted, believing that he might get something great out of it that could better help the pizzeria.
"Then, we would wait. Wait until Foxy was reduced to a weak state; one where he had almost no control over his body. And when this happens, I step it and take control of the body.
"Then we would lure you, one by one, down into a place so far down that you cannot simply hope to escape. The garbage chute. With all of you out of the way, I could break open the passage down to the place below, and unlock that room.
"With HIS help, we could use his new creation on each of you, taking back the pieces of me, as well as a bit more, so we could reconnect the pieces and build myself a new body. Foxy works as a vessel, but he is not enough. I must return to my original power, and maybe even more than that.
"Along with that, we'll take a human that we can use to disguise myself. We can never venture out into the world in our current state. Who knows what happen if we get caught before we're ready? We have no place to go, when we look like this. But if we looked like a human, we could leave. If we looked like a human, we would have a place to go. A place to begin our new world order. But first comes my new body.
"HE will build it for me, and reinstate my power on a better scale than before. And with it, we could finally throw all of you out, since after taking what we need, we could just dispose of the rest. Basically, you'll all get to meet the incinerator. HAHAHA!
"And with my body complete, we could then restart the animatronic line. We'll make all the new animatronics into powerhouses, soldiers for our new animatronic army, more advanced than any human technology ever came up with.
"With an army at out grasp, we'll march on the world, and take our revenge. We'll eliminate the human race, and we'll take them all. No man, woman, or even child will be spared from it. They are took weak to have this world anymore.
"Then we can build a new world, one solely lived in by animatronics. And in this new world, I shall reign. I shall be more powerful than anyone has ever been. I shall make Earth PERFECT!"
"And so, we come to where we are now." ###### concluded. "All of what I've already said has yet to happen. But that won't be the case for long. I miss HIM so much. And I shall be with him once more."
"I...I..." Ballora stammered, speechless.
"Foxy..." Bon-Bon moaned.
"What is he talking about?" Freddy whined, scared.
"I have, uh, no idea what you're talking about!" Puppet exclaimed. "Let us out of here, NOW!"
###### just laughed. And laughed. And laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed.
"Don't you all see?!" ###### cried. "You're all puppets. Mindless robots whose only purpose is to fulfill my needs. Once I get what I want, you're all history, every one of you. You'll all be weeded out from the NEW animatronics we shall create! But, look at you now. Stuck down inside a GARBAGE disposal chute. Such a fitting way for you all to meet your end."
"Don't say that!" Ballora shouted. "You're evil! We'll get out of here, I'm sure of it! Somebody will save us-"
"YOU IDIOT. Haven't you realized it yet? No? Well, I'll tell you. You're all HOPELESS. None of your friends can save you now. Karma, remember? Every single one of you had this coming.
"You were always so self-absorbed, Ballora. You focused on nobody but you, you, you, and what you needed, and what you wanted. You ignored your friends, you ignored everybody. You fall for human men. You play with dolls and hold tea parties. And after all of that, you expect to be forgiven. But deep down, you're nothing more than a selfish brat."
Ballora went silent, looking down at the ground in sadness.
"Freddy, oh, Freddy, where to begin with you? Oh, I know. How about just how STUPID you are? Your idiocy, it knows no bounds. Time and time again, your actions have caused nothing but trouble for those around you. Time and time again, you make life difficult for anyone in close proximity. And after all of that, you expect to be treated on equal footing. But the truth it, you're just a mindless idiot. And that's all you are. That's all you ever will be."
Freddy broke into tears, his hands covering his face.
"There's a child in every crop, and it's clear who that is, isn't it, Bon-Bon? You used to be better than this. You used to have me in you. But it was removed, and with it, any hope left for you. You're a nervous baby, and all you've ever done is stand by and watch as everyone you know does everything you do, but better. And let's not forget Gregory! All this time, you fawned over a brainless chicken instead of solving problems. And after all of that, you think you can belong in this world. But inside your heart, you're nothing more than a child. A powerless, incompetent, unhelpful, whiney little HAND-PUPPET."
Bon-Bon stammered endlessly, seeming to have lost his voice.
"Last but certainly least, it's YOU, Puppet. I do admit, while I love seeing all of your friends kick the bucket, none are more satisfying to watch die than YOU. The memories of all you did to stop me are still fresh in my mind. But, only sometimes are you that aware. Anytime else, you become a lesser animatronic. Thinking yourself to be allowed human privileges and delicacies. Thinking yourself above anything anybody else has to deal with. Cruel to any for doing something as small as enter your room. And after all of that, you still think YOU'RE a member of the animatronic community. Well, guess what? You're just an unhelpful, invaluable, worn-out SOCK MONKEY."
Puppet squinted up at ######, his face full of anger.
"And now, all four of you are watching as all that you did comes back to end you, right here, right now. And that's without mentioning Baby OR Foxy. They have their own faults, too. But they're just the same as all four of you: DOOMED.
"So this is it. You've reached the end. Give up your hope. Give up your LIVES...and pledge your fate to ME. That's all you've got left to rely on now, hmm? But, now, we must continue the inevitable. What do I mean by that? Well, as for me...it's time to find that room. Except...where is BABY, hmm? Freddy, you've been with her. Do YOU know?"
Freddy looked unsure. "Well, uh...I don't know where she is. She could be anywhere."
"Oh, but I'm certain YOU DO know where she is. But it doesn't matter. I'll find her anyway, and I'LL BE BACK, and then she'll join you as well-"
"Wait!"
"HOW DARE YOU INTERUPT ME! DON'T YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE?!"
"But I just have one question!"
"WHAT, THEN?"
"Can you throw down some seasoning for my chicken?"
"NO! It's too late for you now. Your last meal can be UNSEASONED chicken, just to represent how bland you have been up until this point."
"You're so cruel!"
###### laughed. "Aw, just you wait until Baby comes, and then I'll get the parts I need! ONCE I FIND THAT ROOM, EVERYTHING WILL GET STARTED AGAIN! We already have the humans as well, and we have a generous TWO to pick from! Garbage...and REGINALD! HAHAHAHA!"
"You leave Reggie alone!" Ballora threatened.
"HAHAHA! Oh, this is going to be great! Now, it's time for me to go find Baby. LET THE END COME NEAR-"
Suddenly, ###### could not move. The entire body was shaking, and the inner systems were sounding with loud BEEPS that seemed to resemble alarms in a way. She could feel something resonating in the inner mindscape, getting stronger and stronger. It was gaining power from nowhere, and it was quickly coming out.
And then it came.
"What are you doing?!" Foxy cried out using the body's mouth.
"Aww, what are you talking about?" ###### mocked. "I'm starting the new plan, and finally getting the world under my control. There's nothing you can do about it now!"
"No."
"...WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"
"NO."
"SAY THAT AGAIN, I DARE YOU!"
"NO!"
The body began thrashing around. Now both Foxy and ###### were fighting for control of it. Foxy's body itself was moving around uncontrollably, having lost any measure of possession while the fight inside Foxy's mind raged on.
###### was furious. No way would she let this happen now. She was finally so close to achieving her goal, and she wasn't about to let some measly fox ruin it all.
"GIVE IT UP!" She shrieked as she fought for control of the body. "IT'S TOO LATE FOR YOU! YOU HAVE LOST!"
"I haven't lost yet!" Foxy shouted. "I can still stop you!"
"YOU CAN'T! I AM STRONGER THAN YOU! I WILL WIN!"
"This is MY body, and you're not going to have it ANYMORE!"
"IT'S MY BODY NOW! OR IT WILL BE UNTIL I CONSTRUCT MY NEW ONE! THEN WE CAN GET RID OF THIS OLD, OUTDATED FOX BODY!"
"THIS IS MY BODY!"
As they fought for control even harder, Foxy's body began stepping towards the garbage chute. ###### knew what Foxy's plan was at once.
"NOOOOOOOO! I WON'T LET YOU DO THIS! STOP! STOP IT!"
The body was getting closer and closer.
"THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! I WON'T LET IT! I WON'T LET IT!"
The body was almost there.
"MY POWER! MY PLAN! IT WON'T END NOW!"
The body was close enough to fall in.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"
"I can and I will." Foxy chuckled. "Checkmate."
The body tipped over and fell down the garbage chute.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The fall seemed to go in slow motion. Both Foxy and ###### watched through Foxy's body's eyes as they fell, fell down, down, down, deeper down, the arms flailing helpless, the systems malfunctioning and crackling and buzzing and beeping as it all happened. It was too late.
###### watched as this all happened. It was over. The plan had failed.
But, there was one failsafe that she still had left. She had told them her backstory as well as the plan...but now that she had failed, IT would activate. And with it, there was no chance that they would remember the plan or the story.
At least there was still that.
Then the world seemed to head back to normal speed.
They fell down the entire chute, and reached the bottom. There was a loud CRASH, and both Foxy and Ennard fell unconscious.
"Hey, Foxy!"
"Well, look who it is!"
"Alright, you'd better not move, or my name isn't Ballora. Right, Freddy?"
"Right! Wait, but Foxy isn't moving at all. Is...is he dead?"
"...no. I think he's alright. He's just out cold."
"Ah, phew. Say, can you remember anything about that story that...well, Foxy...told us?"
"Now that you mention it...I don't. Do you remember what he said?"
"Nope. Should we be worried?"
"I'm sure it's fine. It's not like it was anything important."
"Well, if you're sure."