"But I thought the title of this fic was Five Nights? Why are there six?" I don't know. Why are there secret sixth nights in most of the Five Nights at Freddy's games? You tell me...ehehehehe!


The children had gone home by the afternoon and with plenty of time between that and the surprise Marionette and Max were going to set up, Bumblebee went to work rounding up anyone who wanted to go along with making sure if human children and Cybertronian younglings went, they had someone coming with them just in case.

Those who knew about the not-so-mysterious case of child-possessed Cybertronians had also wagered rumors that Fairfield Fazbear Carnival and Pizzeria was having some sort of grand reopening which definitely wasn't subtle. On top of that, the children had only been out of their psychotic tendencies for at most a day and a half. There was still some trust needed before they could be around the general populace. On the other hand, most of it was Springtrap's presence that made them extremely hostile. Now if they do anything, it would just be out of annoyance which was questionable as they weren't the most patient of entities.

In general, the case of the Missing Children was considered solved by the Detroit Police Department who were currently in the process of reporting it to federal court. If everything worked out, William Afton would be charged on all counts of murder and the authorities will be informed he is stuck in Fazbear Fairgrounds which will be heavily monitored and may be converted into a large prison pen. A warrant was also being issued for Natalie Afton for child abuse and assisted murder. As far as anyone and the various criminal detectives working on the loose ends knew, Natalie Afton dropped off the face of the Earth after William "disappeared."

Circus Baby was wrong; the truth was not lost after all. And now the world was going to know, and the children would be given some peace now that their story was recognized. Before they had left with Marionette, they did something that caught Bumblebee off guard.

"Can you...do me a favor?" Gabriel asked in the most innocent child-like voice he thought he ever heard.

Bumblebee nodded, "Sure. Anything."

The blue ghost of Gabriel appeared on Freddy's shoulder as the Cybertronian body opened his chest plates. There was no spark inside as Bee obviously suspected but there were items caught on the internal components. Freddy kneeled and began scraping the interior and to Bee's shock, old clothing fluttered down to the ground that looked like something a kid indeed would have worn. There was also a partially disintegrated party crown, a fake security badge the guards watching the pizzeria may have given kids, a kazoo, and a small ID with Gabriel's name on it and a true picture of what he looked like alive. Flabbergasted, Bee stared at the items speechless before giving Gabriel a look of remorse.

"Take them and-and bring them back-back-back to my family, please, if you can," the kid begged through Freddy's glitched voice box.

The soldiers near Bumblebee's pedes carefully approached and getting gloves on, they handled the items in a delicate fashion knowing how old they were. Bringing out evidence bags, they placed the items inside and marked the label under Gabriel's name.

The other possessed looked at Freddy with an unreadable expression until they started doing the same. Their empty spark chambers all held the items they carried dear to them or that they died with, from clothing to hobby objects like Susie's soccer ball which bounced a few times before rolling to the feet of a saddened soldier.

Bonnie cleared out Charlie's shirt and guitar which thankfully didn't hit the ground as it was the real deal and was in decent condition, not needing anymore damage to it. It was a vintage Silvertone 1445 Mosrite seemingly with all the original workings with its signature blackened edges over a nice orange-red color scheme. One human caught it and explained to Charlie about possibly restoring it before sending it off and the child held a smile that could brighten anyone's day.

Chica had Susie's soccer uniform, the soccer ball which a human lieutenant was playing with at the moment, a bracelet that read her name, and a sports bag. That told him a little more of Susie's side of the story. She must have gotten off of soccer practice to go to Gabriel's birthday directly afterwards.

Foxy rummaged through his spark chamber and there were so many things inside that Bumblebee knew most of it wasn't from the day he died. Jeremy must have collected those things over the years because he was pretty sure the Nokia 8210 was not invented yet. However, Jeremy seemed to be aware of this and separated the stuff he took verses what he had which saved the boys much time in divulging which was his or not. It seemed the striped shirt he wore was ripped to shreds but he had a red skater helmet, knee and elbow pads, and his personal skateboard which had a legitimate graffiti design of his name on it merged with a professional flaming skull layout on the bottom. The top was unaltered. It still had the original wheels on it.

Mangle only had her security uniform, her badge, and a flashlight he thought until she dug deeper and pulled out a picture of her real human form and what seemed to be either her husband, a boyfriend, or just a friend. She must have kept it at work to focus on it to calm her personalities or a reminder of who awaited her that she could trust.

Ballora had a mechanics outfit and a ballerina outfit, her side hobby and future career must have been as a ballerina while she worked as a mechanic. Afton may have found out, doing whatever he wanted with that information and...the various implications that it could be were probably best left in the dark on that. She also had a cassette player though no actual cassettes, most likely destroyed at some point.

Ennard took a while to get everything out and when he did, he pulled out a heavily damaged mechanic's suit he was forced to wear while working for his father. He had nothing else on his person surprisingly. However, James did. The Balloon Bot easily removed a couple toys, a stuffed Golden Freddy plushy he must have found comfort in during his time alive, and oddly, a picture. Unlike Stephanie's, this one was the missing link of the Afton family.

Everyone was hesitant to touch any of the objects presented by the Afton kids since there was no one to really give them to, but one brave soul picked up the picture and brought it in Bee's view to examine. Five figures were in the picture just like any ordinary family, but the smiles the picture held hid a prominent pain. The three kids were ordered by oldest from left to right.

The first had to be Michael when he was a preteen, dirty blonde hair and his father's velvet blue eyes. The second was the real Elizabeth who looked more like her mother than father. She had blonde pigtails and green eyes with an adorable blouse of red...now he knew why Afton was obsessed with making Circus Baby like a clown girl with pigtails and green undertones...yikes. It was for his daughter, a horrible attempt at a mimicry. The youngest James was roughly six or seven years old and had his mother's looks as well though he had Afton's hair. He looked slightly timid and the smile forced.

Then the two culprits of the murders in the picture were seen behind them. William Afton, in all his infamous glory, was tall and had a good build, brown hair and very glaring blue eyes that could have been mistaken for a very mystic, faded purple under the right conditions. He had to be in his thirties around the time this picture was taken. He was wearing a purple dress shirt. Guess purple really was his favorite color.

Then there was Natalie who took Bee by surprise. She was relatively beautiful but he could see in those emerald green eyes she was not right. Her blonde hair didn't make her any more trustworthy than her red lipstick and power dress. She was a stone-cold killer, someone that could steal a criminal empire out from a mob boss and rule it with an iron fist. And she did look like the mother that didn't have the best interests in mind just from her mannerisms. Hard to believe they were allowed to have children at all.

Bumblebee sighed, "Michael, James, you realize I can't give these things to anybody. Your mother is nowhere to be found and I am not giving your father any of your stuff so...what do you want to do with it?"

"Keep it for yourself, we don't mind. The picture you can use for reference or just place it in an evidence bin. What are we going to do with all this anyways? It's useless. We carried it around only to make us remember what it was like human," Michael laughed.

The Autobot leader understood and gestured for the soldiers to take their stuff. He kept the photo, however, taking it from the soldier holding it and placing it in his own storage compartment.

For the remainder of the day, he had kept it safe while army representatives tried to find any living relatives of the dead to give the items back to. The only known response confirmed was from one of Charlie's mothers who was at first appalled by the mention of her son like they were trying to play a cruel joke mocking her loss, but they seemed to have gotten through to her after a lengthy talk.


With midnight approaching in ten minutes, all who were ready to go to the Fairfield Fazbear Carnival were prepared and stood near the ground bridge teleporter. When it activated, they all got the okay from Ratchet, who wanted nothing to do with the situation anymore, and went through.

Screams and laughter, light among dark. It blended together and Bumblebee saw not what he was expecting as the screams of children resonated through the portal itself before he exited it.

Everyone was in awe as the park was lit up from corner to corner. All the rides were in working order except two, moving with screaming passengers. But not of terror, of fun. Children, adults, humans and Cybertronians were all having fun in Fazbear Carnival. Not a sight Bee ever thought he would witness. It was beautiful, all the colors and the lights dancing as its heyday years before.

Then he spotted Freddy. The mech didn't hurt the children, didn't kill the adults wandering or destroy any of the Cybertronian visitors. No, he was playing with them, dancing and using his spiritual energy to create mass illusions to wow the children gathered around him. Controlling the Freddy animatronics in unison, the Cybertronian body began break dancing with a laugh to his audience's delight as the two animatronics followed his lead. Then Gabriel himself jumped out in a swirl of energy and did his own little thing before posing. The animatronics did a similar pose and his Cybertronian form posed on a handstand with a smirk. The children all were cheering at the spectacle and all three mechanoids plus Gabriel bowed.

Bee clapped too which got Freddy's attention and Gabriel, in a swarm of ghostly energy, swirled around the mech with laughter before shooting back into his body.

"I take it you liked that performance? I call it the Freddy Freelance Dance. Made it myself," Gabriel chuckled.

"Quite honestly, you're amazing! Also, when you kids invited us over tonight, we assumed it would just be us. I certainly didn't expect this many people. What happened to solitude?"

"Marionette discussed that with us and we all decided we were tired of living alone. With the Purple Man no longer looming over us and our pain virtually nonexistent now, we figured we had a chance to make up for what we've done in the past by opening up our home to others most nights. Wednesday through Sunday, 6 PM to 6 AM. Monday and Tuesday we decided to take off as our resting period instead of normal weekends that way those who work only on weekdays can have a little fun here too."

Bee nodded, "Sounds great. I'll be sure to drop by once a week to see you guys."

Freddy gleamed, "We thank you for everything you have done. We would have never thought we could see our home up and running again. A shame we couldn't fix up the fairgrounds in the previous location. It was also quite a sight before."

"You're very welcome," Bee smiled. "So, tell me, do you have any rides someone my size can go on or...?"


The night was like a dreamland. With everything so lively, it was kind of forgotten how dark the carnival once was and its sister location's dreaded past. Everyone was having fun.

Mangle and Foxy both gave rides to all the children who asked, running around the large open field with a few on their snouts and many on their backs. They seemed happy to serve, especially Jeremy who was wagging his tail throughout the whole night. Stephanie's heads, for once, were in total agreement at the fun she was having and that she was once again useful like she wanted to be. A few outsider Dinobots joined them in giving rides to their delight.

Michael kept near adults more so than children out of fear he would harm them by accident, but with James' help and the children that followed the Minicon's lead, Michael found himself bombarded by kids and was actually pleased with them swinging from his multiple arms. One kid even held out her hand in front of Ennard's faceplates to gain his trust in letting her pet him. Slowly but surely, he caved and melted in her touch almost crying as she caressed the metal he thought he could never feel through for so many years.

Ballora danced on stage and allowed adults who knew some choreography to join in. Theresa laughed and played, showing off some moves before letting those same adults show off theirs. The kids were obviously loving the show. Then Arcee, being a former dancer on Cybertron, joined in and Theresa was all but giddy, twirling around her newfound playmate. The Autobot femme seemed just as excited and smirked as they performed a fantastic dance-off.

Bonnie played his guitar upon occasion and was in charge of the gaming booths as well as the arcade. He made sure all the children were looked after and if a child became frustrated and cried, he would play with them to cheer them up. It wasn't the first time Charlie won them toys, and it didn't help that he knew how to beat even the most rigged carnival games in the fair which kids instantly picked up on, going to him for things they so desire.

Chica helped prepare pizza and other carnival food with the hired chefs, catering to everyone who was hungry. With her experience working with Marionette and Charlie cooking for the hell of it, Susie held much confidence in her cooking abilities and seeing the children and adults enjoying said food pleased her. She even knew Energon recipes provided by Marionette. When she wasn't helping the food court, she would bring out a soccer ball she had found in the field buried and practiced both in spirit and Cybertronian forms. Many adult sports fans occasionally stopped to watch her skills, providing an accidental show.

Cassidy wasn't one to be active but her appearance at random was always a head turner. She would appear either on buildings or near rides out of the blue before teleporting away. People began to note this and children kept an eye out for her. When she did appear in her golden Cybertronian body, those who knew about her quickly ran up to say hi to her surprise. After several encounters like this, she began opening up to those who came up to her, staying longer each time to see what they would do. She didn't expect the children to be willing to play with her. By near closing time, she was smiling and happy more than usual.

And there was Marionette. Before when Afton was alive and all, she only played her role as a puppet on strings since Cybertronians weren't known at the time and magic was a scare factor. Now that the secrets were out, there was no point in hiding what she could truly do.

Waving her arms around, she summoned various balls of light before making them twirl and transform into gifts before handing them to the amazed children. Each gift had stuffed toys, everything from Freddy Fazbear merchandise to new animal toys she had found in the back, using her magic to teleport them into the materialized presents. She made herself hover and turned human-sized to interact with them better as they began asking questions and asking her to perform various tricks which she happily agreed to do.

Bumblebee returned after having talked with Gabriel and found all of them content in their own ways. His own Autobots were interacting with them as well. Even Gabriel found himself happy that in the end, they all managed to find some peace though their curse still remained.

Marionette finished her show and approached them, materializing something from behind her back and handing it to Bumblebee. "Nice to see you made it."

Bee didn't respond at first, eyeing the gift he was given and opening it to find a plush Golden Freddy bear with an Autobot symbol sewn on the chest and the inscription Bumblebee, our best friend. He tried hard not to cry at that and gave Marionette a look of absolute gratitude.

"It was Michael's idea, if you're curious."

"Oh Primus, I-I don't know what to say. Thank you," he spoke softly.

She mused, "It is us who needs to always thank you for everything. We wouldn't be here without you. And Bumblebee? Could you relay a message for me when your friend Bendy comes back?"

He smirked and acknowledged her as she continued.

"Tell him, Marionette said she was sorry. He'll know what it means."

"Wha-? Heh, what did you do?"

Marionette groaned and tried not to laugh, "I was the one who started our feud, and I almost tore out his essence."

Bee grimaced, "Oh no, Marionette, why? You know what, I don't want to know. What's in the past is done. I'll certainly try to tell him. No guarantees he'll accept though."

"As I can guess."

The night was winding down and Bee stuck with Marionette for the remainder of it. Max and Knockout had met up and joined them shortly afterwards. With the comfort of his sparkmate beside him and the human guardian finally showing him some respect compared to the first meeting they had, Bee could say the night was going well.

"I take it the kids are doing well?" Knockout said.

Bumblebee sat upon the arcade building's roof near the roller coasters that were in action, the sound of screams flying past them. He laughed, "Oh yeah, Freddy and his crew are happy again. The world is safe again, and I'm being regarded as a hero...again."

The medic smiled and sat by him, holding his arm in a comforting embrace. "The hero look suits you. Add possessed Cybertronians by tormented human souls to the list, dear, that'll get you another good reputation if not already."

"It is tiring though."

"What, being a hero? Or being what they needed you to be? A friend?"

"Both?" Bumblebee asked, raising a brow.

"What will you do with them now?"

The Autobot leader bit his lip and shrugged, "I'll give them this chance to live a new life. I wouldn't imprison them despite the wrong they did. They were only children who lost their way. This...is kind of a fair punishment though, bringing joy to children and adults alike in the carnival. I still kept a promise I would free them and I intend to keep it. But maybe not at this exact moment."

Knockout kissed him on the cheek, "You make a nice father figure. Optimus is very proud of you."

"Thanks."

As the carnival raged on and each of the possessed children had their night to shine as they liked, Bumblebee watched over each and every one of them, he himself proud of what they were doing. In a way, he kind of did feel like a father figure to them. And in the following months to come, he hoped it would never change.


AN: NOW it's the end! Maybe we'll see Freddy and his found family in a few other stories. It was fun to write this one. I hope you all enjoyed it!