Author's note: Sorry for taking so long on this chapter, I'm literally writing like five stories at once (Never ever do that, especially when you don't have time to do that) and it is kind of hard to keep track of it all. So my writing process is I write the story I'm most interested at the time, so that's why I put a little more effort into some stories than in others. Write now, if you have read my page, I have pushed PFM to the side so I can make you fans happy. I'm also working on other stories right now, including my secret project and a small side project I actually started last night. Again Sorry for the wait, I've just been really busy recently. Anyway, Enjoy! DRAGON OUT!
Chapter 3: The Mission Statement
Freddy sat on the edge of the main stage that was on the far wall of the dining room. His head lay in his paws, hiding his tears from view. After the confrontation in the office, Freddy had been waiting for everybody to gather in the room. The only one there at the moment was the purple rabbit sitting next to him. He was rubbing his friends back as he silently wept. All of the sudden pressure and emotional exhaustion must have been really getting to him. Hearing footsteps down the hall, Freddy picked up his head and rubbed the tears out of his eyes. Bonnie looked over to see everyone in the restaurant walking toward them. He hopped off the stage and joined everyone else at the many tables and chairs in the room. He decided to sit in the back with Mari, who seemed very uncomfortable, since she didn't leave the party corner often. The room wasn't to crowded, counting everyone in the restaurant, there were only eleven people in the pizzeria, including Mike.
Watching Freddy intently, Bonnie noticed that he looked very nervous, which was unusual for him. Even with all that had happened, all the stress he has shown, Freddy had never shown fear or nervousness until now. Faint tear lines were visible on his fur, though nobody said anything. "Thank you all for coming in here," he said. "As you may all know by now, Goldie was thrown out of the pizzaria about a week ago. We all have assumed that Goldie was…" He paused for a moment, obviously not wanting to say what he was thinking. "But something in the newspaper was brought to my attention this morning. Goldie is still out there and from the pictures I've seen, he's confused and lost so I've come up with a plan and… I don't know if most of you will like it." Taking another deep breath, Freddy said the most unexpected thing any animatronic would say, "I'm going to go out and get him." "What! Are you crazy!" Chica yelled. "Every animatronic knows that if you go outside of the pizzeria, you will die!" "Goldie was thrown out of the pizzeria and he's still alive, but he's alone, confused, and god who knows what else. I can't just leave him out there to suffer. He's already suffered enough from what he has been through and what we as a group have put him through. I alone have probably put his sanity into question and he is probably going crazy out there. I caused this and I need to fix it."
"Then let me come with you then," Bonnie called, hopping up. "What? No!" Freddy said, "I'm not going to risk putting any of you in danger for my decisions!" "Goldie is my friend to! I have a right to come with you!" "I agree," TC declared, holding up Goldie's hat in triumph. "If you're going to go look for Goldie, than we're coming with you." "I want to come," BB said sheepishly. "I failed to save him once, I don't want to again." "Enough!" Freddy screamed, losing his temper a bit. "None of you are coming with me! I'm not risking anyone else's safety. I don't want to lose anyone else I care about!" "Freddy, as much as I hate to say this, I have to agree with Bonnie," Toy Bonnie said. "You're putting yourself in more danger if you don't have backup." "But, if he's putting himself in less danger bringing people along, then he's also putting everyone he's bringing along in the same amount of danger he'll be in!" Mangle said, trying to keep cool, but failed miserably.
The dining room became a scream fest, everyone shouting and arguing with each other about the pros and cons of the situation. Bonnie covered his ears from all the noise. This was the second time, today, where he had unintentionally started an argument. "What a great friend I am," he thought sarcastically. Everyone stood arguing for a good 10 minutes, until everyone went silent when somebody screamed, "EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Everyone looked over at Mari, who was standing on top of a table. Her face was a deep red and Bonnie was surprised that Mari could get so loud. She was usually so quiet and shy. "Toy Freddy has a question," she growled, sitting back down on the table, looking at Bonnie, who was still staring at her. She smiled gently and mouthed, "Sorry." Toy Freddy stood next to Mari, twiddling his thumbs as all eyes were know trained on him. Gulping a bit, he said, "I-i-if Freddy goes alone, h-h-how do you think G-G-Goldie would react." That was a good question. Goldie didn't know that Freddy really cared about him, actually he thought the complete opposite at the moment. It seemed Freddy had also thought of this as he put his paw to his chin, deep in thought. Mike, who had said absolutely nothing during this whole meeting, said, "Freddy, if you're going anywhere, at least bring one person Goldie was close to, he might listen to what you have to say if people who haven't been mean to him are around."
Silence filled the room as everyone looked at the floor. They all had treated Goldie with disrespect at some point in there lives. Ignoring him, teasing him, physically abusing him, the only person who hadn't done that was… Bonnie watched as BB walked up to Freddy and said, "I didn't know Goldie for that long, though I do know that if I go with you, he might listen…" Freddy looked at him and simply nodded. "But cap'n he be just a child," Foxy said. "I didn't ask for your opinion, Foxy," Freddy said coldly, giving him a hard glare. The fox looked at the floor, defeated. Mangle waddled over to him and nudged him affectionately. "Freddy?" BB whispered, tugging at the bear's paw. "Can we bring Bonnie? Goldie spoke highly of him when he told me his plans… That and Toy Chica, saying how good of a friend she is, besides…" He looked over the crowd eyeing Bonnie and TC, who were standing next to each other at this point. "I don't want to go find Goldie without them."
Freddy hesitated, looking at TC and Bonnie. They both looked at him hopefully, wanting so badly to go look for their friend. Freddy looked back down at BB, who was looking at him with big eyes. Sighing Freddy smiled and said, "I can't say no to that face." "Freddy… I-I want to go as well," Mari said, looking at said bear right in the eyes. "This mission won't change what I think of you and I don't want to come because of you, I'm coming because Goldie deserves better then being stuck out there and I'm not taking no for answer." "I can't argue with that," Freddy said, smile falling. "What about the Pizzeria?" Mike asked, a bit concerned, eyeing Foxy, who simply glared at him. "Chica will be in charge, Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, and Chica will do the show, and Mangle," Freddy turned to the white she fox, who stood by Foxy. "I know you hate to be around the kids a lot since the um… incident… but would you mind if you ran the prize corner while Mari is gone?" Mangle didn't respond at first, looking away at the mention of the incident which had given her, her nickname. She put on a brave face, looked up and nodded. "All right now that all of that is settled, everyone let's get to work. We've got a bear to save!"
Goldie wasn't quite sure what William wanted to do with him, but he wasn't willing to accept the... consequences of not listening to creepy ghost that had been controlling his life for the past few years, floated next to him as they walked silently toward an apparently abandoned building at the far side of the junkyard. The lights inside were on, which confused Goldie and he looked up at William. William had giant grin on his face, which unsettled to golden bear as he continued to walk. A shadow crossed the window on the side of the building which made Goldie stop. "What's wrong you dolt?" William snarled, glaring at Goldie, after he noticed him stop. "Is there someone in there?" he gulped, not daring to make contact with the ghost. "Well, duh. I thought that was obvious," William snorted with annoyance. "Man, you are dumber than you look." Looking down at the dirt at his feet, Goldie felt that all to familiar feeling of loneliness and regret crawl into his metaphorical stomach.
"Wait, aren't we, I mean, won't I get caught if we get too close to the building?" Goldie asked nervously, gripping the fur around his neck. "Yeah, stupid," William growled, sounding a little bit annoyed. "B-but then I'll get caught and then they might call the cops or dismantle me or… or…" William put a finger on Goldie's mouth, stopping him from speaking. "Don't worry you won't get caught. We're only here for me to test you." "Test me on what?" Goldie asked cocking his head to the side in confusion. "Test out those puppies I've been fixing for you," William said casually, pointed first at the pointy, shiny claws then at Goldie's teeth, which he also had sharpened and shined. "How?" Goldie asked backing up a bit. "I want you to go into that building and kill the security guard," the purple ghost said, smirking all the while. "W-w-what?!" Goldie screamed in alarm. Thankfully for him, the severity guard hadn't noticed the movement and noise outside… Yet.
"You want me to go in there and kill an innocent guy! Are you crazy?!" Goldie growled, fear and anger rising in his voice box. "Well, yeah," William grumbled. "I thought I made that clear." "B-b-but I can't do that!" Goldie cried in alarm. "I'm NOT going to do that! You can't make me!" That was the wrong thing to say, and Goldie knew this, immediately shutting his mouth. William smiled gleefully, "Oh we're going down that road huh?" "N-no, please don't do it again, please don't make me do this, I just want to go home!" Goldie pleaded. "Oh I can't do that and you know that, besides, you aren't willing to do what I asked you so I'm going to have to do it," William snorted, before ramming his ghostly body into the animatronics body. For just a moment, the animatronic twitched from the sudden impact.
Soon, Goldie found himself trapped inside the battery yet again, and he was terrified. "Oh you naive fool, do you really think begging me is going to save you? Those children back in the day were much more of fighters than you," William laughed with Goldie's voice. "Other children?" Goldie thought, struggling to get free. "Children, so young, willing to listen to a guy in an animatronic suit, so stupid. Just walked in and got killed in the first few seconds of meeting me." Goldie wanted so bad to scream, to shout, to cry for help. This guy had murdered children?! That is terrible, and in an animatronic suit? That must have been the incident that had five missing children all those years ago. No wonder no one could find the children, they were dead! "You monster," Goldie's thoughts cried, though he knew the murder wouldn't be able to hear him.
William approached the building and giggled under his metaphorical breath, "Just like old times." He slammed the door open snarling like a bear, which he was, startling the security guy. "You're the bear from the news!" the poor guy screamed in alarm. "Why, yes. Yes I am," William chuckled, pouncing on the dude. As much as Goldie didn't want to watch, he didn't have a choice. Blood started to pool on the floor and splatter on the walls, as William mercilessly destroyed the guy. He could taste blood fill his mouth and the smell of a dead man filled the small room. It only lasted a few minutes, though they were the most horrifying moments of Goldie's life. William ejected himself from Goldie, making the bear gasp, as he regained control. Almost immediately he crumbled to the floor crying. The dead corpse lay on the floor, right in front of him, blood spewing everywhere. Blood started to soak into the bears fur, though he didn't care. Blood soaked his claws and teeth, forever reminders of this moment. William floated next to Goldie, snickering at the bear's discomfort. "You see bear, there was no saving this guy weather you liked it or not," he said bitterly. "And to think that if you disobey me again, I can do this to your friends back 'home.'"
Goldie looked up at the ghost, tears still rolling down his face. He didn't any of this to happen. All he wanted was to have a good friend and when he made this one over seven years ago, he had never wanted to be friends with a guy who abused him and yet here he was. Being abused, just like he had been at the pizzeria. At this point, Goldie just wanted to die, there was no purpose living anymore, but he knew that it was to late for that. As Goldie was forced to walk back to the hideout, he wonder, would things have been different if Foxy hadn't thrown him outside? Would things have been different if he hadn't pulled off that stupid scheme? Would things have been better if he hadn't been friends with Will? He looked up the stars in the sky. William had disappeared, thank god. Goldie just lay on his pile of garbage, waiting for the next awful punishment to come. Goldie let a mournful sigh. "What am I going to do?"