I don't own any of this Paranorman belongs to Laika and Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon
An hour before daylight, the Stitchwraith stood at the edge of town with its supply of materials in its arms. The Stitchwraith had managed to collected a good haul during its night time hunt.
Now with daylight coming up in an hour, it was time to head back to its home where it will sort out the supplies it collected, then have a nice long rest until its next night time hunt.
The Stitchwraith took a glance to the sky, it stares at the stars while thinking of the life it had previously. It saddened the metal creature that it could never return to its previous life. The Stitchwraith slowly shakes its head, then walked its way back towards it's home in the woods.
The yellow bear with its sharp teeth, the fox with its long sharp hook, the little bears that merged into the brown bear.
These images flash into poor Aggie's head. All she could think of as she sat in front of the window, were those nightmarish creatures. Their monstrous faces kept appearing, as well as the open mouth of Fredbear before he chomped down on her head.
Norman is definitely having a problem, it worried her as she couldn't do anything to stop them with her lighting. Aggie also felt anger towards them, not only did they killed her in the dream which is bad enough, but they were still tormenting her friend from what she saw as he twisted and turned on his bed.
Somehow, someway, she was going help her friend get rid of those nasty nightmares. Aggie swore this on her ghostly life.
Norman awoke at 6AM; for the first time he managed to avoid death. Norman didn't know if it had something to do with Aggie, but he was glad that the nightmares didn't end with his death. Speaking of which he wondered how it went for Aggie? He really hoped that nothing too traumatizing happened to her.
Looking over to his window however, he saw that unfortunately judging by her appearance that it didn't end well for her at all. Silently he pulls himself out of his covers, then crawled over to the end of his bed where he remained silent for judging by her breathing, Aggie was dangerously close to get into her angry shelf.
"I got chomped." She stated, Norman looked at her with question. "What?"
Aggie turned to face him with her eyes glowing yellow. "I got my head chomped!" She practically shouted, Norman flinches in response for she was always scary when angry.
Huffing and puffing in anger Aggie looked at Norman, her hair rose up a bit with electricity shooting out, the electronics in the room reacted to it by slowly turning on: the lights flickered, the zombie alarm clock rang out, and Norman's laptop went on and off.
Aggie's mood swiftly switches from anger to timid, everything in the room immediately returned to normal. Aggie looked down at the floor, feeling guilty for scaring Norman while she knew that he is experiencing those horrible nightmares. "Sorry Norman."
Composing himself, Norman leaned forward at the end of his bed. "It's okay Aggie, I taken it didn't go so well last night?"
Aggie nods her head after letting out a sigh of sadness. "I couldn't shock them out of existence, then one of them picked me up and chomped my head."
Norman winced. "Sorry about that."
"Not your fault, I thought I could get rid of them by force, but their immune to my lighting."
"So are you finished?" He asked her.
"No, I'm still going to try and get rid of them." She replied.
Norman looked at her in surprise, he definitely wasn't expecting that answer from her, for he expected that she would be scared off by them. "You are?"
"Yes, I said I would help you get rid of them. Plus I don't appreciate being killed by them, it's already bad enough when I was killed the first time."
"What are you going to do?" He asked her.
"I'll figure out something. I won't let that yellow bear get the last laugh." Norman looked at her with question. "Yellow bear?"
"Yes, it had a mouth of sharp teeth on his belly, had red eyes, and a purple hat." Norman's eyes now widened as he recognized that yellow bear. Aggie notices the realization on Norman's face. "You've encountered it to?"
"Yes, I seen it during my first dream of anything related to Fazbear's. It was after I found that plushie my dad owned in the attic. In the dream it appeared after I looked through a gray chest." Norman explained.
"What was in the chest?" Aggie asked.
Norman thought for a bit as that first dream seemed like it happen a very long time ago. "The bear's top hat, and a puppet mask." Aggie perked up by that last statement, "Puppet mask?"
Norman nods.
"Did it have purple tears going down it's face?"
"Yeah, do you know anything about it?"
Aggie suddenly stood up, "I need to check on something, I'll be back sometime during the day or tonight." Without even waiting for a response from Norman, Aggie swiftly flew out of Norman's room, leaving Norman to wonder what was going on.
Aggie never thought she would return to this place in all of her afterlife, but fate seemed to have different plans for her and her best friend, as now after flying a good distance from town. Aggie now found herself floating in front of the old, abandon, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
The Freddy head on the building stared down at the little ghost girl as if it mocked her. Aggie stared back at it uneasily, she didn't want to do this as that feeling of sadness and anger was still admitting from it. But if this was a way to help her friend, then so be it.
Breathing in some confidence; Aggie entered the building, passing by the front desk, she enters the dining room just like the first time she entered.
Aggie scans the area as she looked for any sign of her: the girl possessing the Puppet. "Hello! Are you here? It's me Aggie!"
No one responded much to Aggie's dismay. Aggie floats to the right until stopping in the front center of the stage. From here she does another scan around the room, until she caught site of a open door on the far right.
Turning fully towards the doorway, Aggie caught site of a outline lying on the floor in front of a table. Getting closer until she entered the doorway. Aggie gasped in horror as the outline turn out to be a lifeless corpse of what looked to be a cop with a twisted neck.
Aggie backed away in fear, the body looked a month old judging by the amount of decay on the body. Aggie never been in this room when she was here the first time, but Norman must've and besides Alvin, he never mentioned a body of a police officer being here.
Aggie now looked around for what if who ever killed this poor man, might still be around? Aggie flies into the party room, she hoped that the killer wasn't here, but then realized that she had nothing to worry about. Since she was already dead, plus no one can see her expect for those who had her and Norman's gift, other ghosts, and animals.
Aggie now looked around the room, she sees tables, a cut out of Foxy on the floor with a hole in it, the sandbox with the fake palm trees, the drawings on the wall, and the gift boxes that stood amongst the wall with a larger blue box with a purple stripe running down the middle.
She wandered to the middle of the room, still looking around for a clue on who she is searching for. She then felt a strong feeling coming from somewhere within this room.
The feeling is familiar, she knew this feeling. "I know you're here, you can come out."
Hearing flapping Aggie turned to see the large gift box open up. Slowly the Puppet rose out of the gift box to her waist level, the Puppet tilts her head as she regards the ghost in front of her.
"You've returned." She spoke up. Aggie moved over to the Puppet's gift box feeling a little uneasy to be with the vengeful spirit that's within that Puppet body once again. "Yes, I came back."
The Puppet leaned forward. "Why are you here? Your spirit isn't bound here, your friend isn't here, and I'm certain you do not wish to inhabit a mechanical body."
Aggie politely shook her head. "No, I do not wish that." She then glances around. "How are the other children?"
"They're hibernating, now please answer me why you are here?"
With her hands now held together in front of her, she replied with. "I've come to ask you something."
The Puppet tilts her head to the right in interest. "What could you possibly want to ask me of? Is it how I gave the others life? Who my father is? Or perhaps our history?"
"No, although they are pretty good questions. I'm here because my friend is experiencing nightmares." Aggie exclaimed.
"Why is that a concern to me?" The Puppet asked a little agitated.
"Because your anima, anima"
"Animatronic"
"Yes animatronic, thank you. Are in his dreams as monsters."
The Puppet leaned forward some more. "Do they have sharp teeth and claws?"
Aggie nods quickly, the Puppet places her hand on her chin. "Those sound like the same nightmares Chris went through."
Aggie raised her eyebrow in question. "Who?"
"You remember, he shares the Golden Freddy suit with Cassidy." The Puppet exclaimed.
"Can I speak with him?" Aggie asked.
"It's not that simple, out of the two Cassidy controls most of the suit, and is the most talkative of the two." The Puppet explained.
"I guess, I'll just have to talk to Cassidy first then. Where is she?" The Puppet points behind Aggie, turning around Aggie saw Golden Freddy slumped against the wall covered in children's drawings, that just moments ago had nothing there.
Golden Freddy's black eyes looked at Aggie with his mouth open. Although she felt scared Aggie went right over to the slumped yellow bear. "Hi there."
A girl's voice called out from within the bear. "I remember you."
Aggie cocked her head with a soft smile formed on her face. "You do?"
"Yes, you were with me on the day he was killed."
Aggie places her hand on the back of her head. "Oh yes, I remember. So uh, is Chris open up for a talk?"
"Why?"
"Because he knows about these nightmares my friend is having."
"You want to give them back to him!" Cassidy suddenly spoke up in agitation.
"What? No. I just-" Aggie started before getting swiftly interrupted by Cassidy. "He already suffered from those nightmares before his death, and now you want to give them back to him!? Your horrible!"
That accusion definitely hurt, but Aggie couldn't let those hurtful words get to her, she had a important task to do. "I'm not going to give him the nightmares, I just need to ask him about them, so I can help my friend."
"That's what you say, but how do I know that you aren't going to give him something to cry over?" Cassidy argued. "Because I don't make others cry." Aggie simply replied.
The voice inside Golden Freddy went silent for a bit, then spoke up with that still agitated tone. "Fine! But if you do anything to him, I will make your worst nightmares come true!"
Golden Freddy slumped back, then the room began to glitch out until it turned into the familiar white void. In front of Aggie is a boy with a crushed head, wearing a black and white shirt, blue pants, held a Fredbear plushie, and like the rest of the children she seen in this cursed place; was crying.
Judging by his height which was shorter than her, Aggie guessed that the boy must've been seven or six. Gently Aggie approached him, he didn't look up at her for he was too shy and scared to look at her, due to his appearance.
Kneeling down to his level Aggie spoke in a calm voice so that she wouldn't frighten him. "Hello, you must be Chris. I'm Agatha Prenderghast, but you can call me Aggie."
Chris takes a quick glance to her, but quickly subverted it. Aggie glances down to his Fredbear plushie. "I like your stuff animal. What's his name?"
"Fredbear." Chris spoke up quietly.
"That's a nice name."
"T-thanks"
Aggie floated a bit closer to the boy. "Can you help me?"
Chris now slowly looked up at her. "How can I help you?"
"Well you see, my friend is suffering from these nightmares, and the girl who inhabits the Puppet told me that you experienced these nightmares." Aggie explained.
Suddenly Chris lifted his hands to his crushed head, he held onto parts of his showing brain, where he goes into a panic attack. The flashbacks of the dreams before his life was taken away from him came to Chris like raging flood waters. The nightmare animatronics teeth, claws, and eyes flashes in front of him along with the image of him inside Fredbear's mouth before it crushed him.
Chris gets on his bottom holding onto his knees. "Don't get me! Please no! Michael put me down!" He babbles loudly, taken aback by his sudden outburst, Aggie flew back a step. She didn't expect to have this sort of reaction.
After his babbling; Chris began to cry while he hugged his Fredbear plushie tightly. Now feeling guilty Aggie went over to his side, where she sat down next to him, and placed a comforting arm around him.
Chris stopped crying upon feeling her touch, slowly he turns to her with fresh tears going down his cheeks. He can see the comforting smile on her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you relive what ever painful memories you had, I just need to have information to help my friend."
Chris didn't reply, instead more tears flowed out of his eyes, then buried he his face into his arms. Aggie gently rubs his back to sooth him.
She may not know him very well, and she really needed information to help Norman. But this kid really needed comfort and she was going to give it to him no matter how much information she needed, besides he kind of reminds her of herself in a way.
Aggie would just have to wait for him to be calm enough in order to be given the information she needed, and Aggie was willing to wait no matter how long it took.
She just hope Norman wouldn't suffer another nightmare while she waited.