The next couple of weeks were relatively silent, everyone began hanging out with each other again, well, for the most part. We still had some issues every once in a while between the two bears, but thankfully they'd settle it verbally. I'd usually tag along with Foxy when he would hang out with the others, mainly because I didn't want to be around Toy Freddy. Though, that red vulpine stayed around a lot more than usual, his standard of staying with me once or twice a week jumped to nearly every day since he heard that they were leaving again, not that I didn't mind. But he wasn't paying attention nearly as much, he'd be lost in thought with a blank expression as I snuggled up against him.

Thankfully, today was one of the days that we were closed, so I didn't need to worry about someone walking in and seeing him with me. I looked to my right, seeing him once again staring into nothing as he was visibly deep in thought, his hands behind his head. I rolled over and placed my arm across his waist as I rubbed my cheek against his broad shoulder, causing him to break free of his trance and look down at me. "What're you thinking about," I asked him, looking up at the vulpine as he had a confused expression. He stared at me for a few seconds before sighing and speaking finally; "I'm worried."

"What are you worried about," I asked him. "Well, worried isn't a strong enough word. I'm afraid… I believe that if I leave, I won't survive," He told me with a fearful expression, feeling him rub the back of my head as he did. I looked up at him with concern as I heard what he said, unable to think of anything to say. "You've helped me a lot, honestly, you caught my eye as soon as I saw you," He added, rolling to his left so he could face me, slightly scooting down so he could be face-to-face with me. He placed his hand on my shoulder as he looked at me, his eyes were flaring, but I couldn't tell with what. "When I grabbed you, and I hurt you… I couldn't stand myself…" He said, pulling himself over and resting his forehead against mine. "When I saw him go to hit you, I felt mad at myself for attacking you... I wanted to rip him apart."

He went quiet as I felt his hand rub across my back, his breathing deepened. I grabbed the back of his head, stroking his ear gently as I rested my hand atop his. He suddenly spoke again as I felt him pull back and saw him stare up at the ceiling. "I want to run away," He said, seemingly confused at himself for wanting to do such a thing. "What do you mean," I asked, unable to comprehend what he had said as emotions filled me to the brim. "I'd rather run away and be on my own instead of getting stuck in a small, cramped room for years on end," He said, his expression still blank. He squeezed my hand, almost as if he was pleading. "Foxy... I don't want to lose you. I really don't," I objected, but continuing to stare at the vulpine as his expression became more downturn. "I could never force you to run away with me, but I know I wouldn't survive more than a week being left to rot in another backroom," He added, his hand moving to the back of my head as his left hand wrapped around my back, pulling me close to him.

I didn't know what to say. I knew that he was telling the truth, his well-being was horrible when he came here, he wouldn't survive more than a week… But we'd probably last even less out in the open, though, at least we'd be together. I watched him close his eyes in silence, making me pull myself closer to him while I pulled his face up, kissing him as I accidentally made him roll onto his back. After a few seconds, I pulled back and I began staring him in the eye, seeing the slight shock on his face from my sudden move.

"I want to go with you," I told him, completely acting on emotion now. I was certainly surprised that I'd want to, but surely it would beat dealing with Toy Freddy after Foxy and the others had gone. After I said that, Foxy seemed... worried?

"Please don't let my dumb decisions control you," he whispered. "I'm not taking away your entire life here because of something stupid I did."

"What life? All I've got here is each incident after the next and some stupid bear who'll try to hit on me as soon as you're gone," I countered, propping myself up with my arms on either side of him.

"You're gonna have incidents while performing, and Toy Freddy'll get the message after you shoot him down enough times."

"After all we've gone through, you're just going to up and leave, just like that," I asked him, my tone more serious than before. "Please, Foxy. I'm coming with you."

Foxy seemed to stare off at nothing for a few moments before he finally spoke.

"Fine."

I lowered myself back on top of him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he hugged me tightly. We sat there for a few minutes before we finally pulled apart. "Let's go," He whispered to me, making me a little confused. "Right now? I thought you'd want to wait a little bit," I said, feeling my stomach churn a little by the thought of leaving. "If we tell the others, they're going to rat us out. I managed to break it to the others that I was leaving, but I didn't tell them about you," He said, staring at the ground again.

I thought for a minute, I knew he was right. If I told Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, or Toy Chica that we were leaving, they would more than likely tell management, or Jeremy. But if we simply left without being noticed, no one would try and come and find us, at least not anytime soon. I continued staring at the red vulpine, my chest felt full and my stomach felt uneasy, but it also felt... right, in a way. "Let's go," I said, seeing him smirk a little as we both got to our feet and walked towards the door silently. We looked out, not seeing anyone outside, so we opened the door the rest of the way and silently ran out of the room, across the cove, and down the hall.

"How are we getting out of here," I asked him, seeing him point towards the second floor which caused me to gain a confused expression. "I'll show you," He said, grabbing my hand and quickly leading me up the stairs. Jeremy wasn't at work today thankfully, he was sick when he woke up and it was a weekend night, he would've been working overtime anyway. We cut through the office, crouching behind the rail as we heard the others in the main room talking.

"I feel kinda bad for Mangle," I heard Toy Chica's distinct voice from the levels below as we practically crawled towards the opening of the bar. "Why do you say that," Another voice said, I couldn't tell who it was at the moment while we got to the corner. "Well, she's spent all the time she had with someone who's being shipped off to another location this week. You can't help but feel bad for her," I heard her add. We turned to the left, going towards the employees' lounge, but soon passing it as I saw a fire escape at the end. Soon enough, we made it to the end and were able to stand up as the area just in front of the door was covered by the wall of the stage.

"You sure about this," He asked me, looking me in the eye as he had his hand against the lever. I placed my hand beside his and went ahead and pressed it before saying; "You know it." We both rushed out the door, coming out into a catwalk that had a ladder to the alley's ground below us to our left. The alley itself was covered in trash bags, cans, and dumpsters. There were boxes across the place as well, showing that it wasn't the most up-kept location. I watched him hop onto the ladder, jumping up a little bit as he came loose and finally landed into the ground. I climbed down the ladder myself, him helping me off and we began running through the alleyway, soon coming out into a relatively empty street.

"On three, we're running to the alley over there," He said, pointing across the street to another alley. He counted down slowly as we watched around the corners for anyone, until he finally reached three. We were off in less than a second, running as fast as possible to get to the other alley before being seen. We repeated this for what felt like hours, running through alleys aimlessly under the cover of darkness. I began to grow tired, while the red vulpine didn't even seem like he was affected, soon having to slow down so I could keep up with him. After what, once again, felt like hours of running, we finally had to stop in an empty alleyway, in the crook of a doorway as we caught our breath.

If he wasn't affected while running earlier, he definitely was now. He was bent over, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath. I rubbed his back gently as he did, resting my cheek against the back of his shoulder like I did when I patched him up. I noticed how free I felt when running away, but then I realized that we were lost entirely. I felt a little empty, realizing that I would probably never see my friends again, but then again, were they really that close to me? I only knew them for about a week before I started hanging out with Foxy; once he showed up we both began hanging out all the time, out of both the fact that he would help teach me and practice with me, but also that I was happy around him. I felt safe around him. I trusted him more than anyone else, and that was something worth more than my friendships, in my opinion. Or, at least, what my emotions conjured up as an opinion.

"Come- on," I heard him say, having to take a breath after one word. "We need to- We need to keep going." I looked at the vulpine as he was facing the other end of the alley once again, but I turned him around and pulled him into a hug. "You need to take a breather," I told him, feeling him still pant as I held him. "No..," He tried to say, still breathing hard as he leaned against the wall. "We need to keep going to we still have time in the dark." I looked to my left, seeing a door built into the wall next to us. The doorknob was pretty rusted, a likely indicator that the building was probably abandoned. I moved to where I could see the rest of the building and looked up, seeing shattered windows and other tell-tale signs of abandonment before I began shoving against the door.

"What are you doing," He asked, causing me to stop for a minute and look over to him. "This building's abandoned. Help me get the door open," I told him, seeing his ears perk up as I said it and he pulled me back, soon preparing for his famous kick as he readied his foot. He slammed his foot into it, sending the door flying back as we saw tables strewn across the place, one with a lamp and parts on it. "Huh," I said, walking behind him while we stepped inside. "Well, better than nothing," He as he lodged the door shut with a chair.

I walked over to the table, picking up a piece that was on it and noticing that it was a small, flexible, metallic tube that could bend around in any way pretty easily. "What is it," Foxy asked from behind me as I turned over and cut the lamp on, feeling him walk up behind me and place his hand on my shoulder as he stared at it as well. "I have no idea," I told him, soon setting it back on the table as we looked around the room. There was a fairly well-worn couch in the corner of the room with several boxes beside it, and a small table in front of it. I couldn't see much around due to the darkness, but I could see several doorways and a stairwell on one side of the room, opposite the door we entered.

Suddenly, we both heard someone behind us. Foxy and I turned around as a golden flash went across his face and went away quickly, startling us both as he got shoved into a table. "Hold up," The golden figure said as it seemingly had an arm raised as if he was about to punch Foxy, leaving me speechless. "Foxy? Vixey," The thing asked, looking between us with a grin as he lowered his arm. "What," I asked, not understanding what he said as he stepped back and fixed a hat on him, stepping back into the light showing he was a golden version of Freddy, causing me to feel incredibly faint. "Yeah, what the hell are you two doing here," The bear asked with a chuckle. "My name isn't Vixey," I told him as Foxy stepped beside me, not breaking eye contact with the bear.

"What do you mean," The bear asked as he gained a confused expression. "My name's Mangle," I told him bluntly as he gained an even more confused look. "Then who are you," The bear asked, pointing at the red vulpine that was partially in front of me. "My name's Foxy, but not the one you know, I'm assuming," He told him. "Then where the hell did you two come from," He asked, pulling a stool up from behind him and sitting down at the table with parts, motioning to chairs behind us as well. We were hesitant, but soon pulled them over and sat down with the gold bear as he seemed passive. "I'm sorry for attacking you both when you entered, this place is supposed to be abandoned, I just use it for when I'm working on my projects," He said, pointing towards the tubing on the table. "It's fine," I told him, noticing Foxy was pretty on edge beside me. "So, back to the point, where did you two come from," The bear asked.

"We ran away from a pizzeria," Foxy told him coldly, practically spitting at him as his hackles slowly began to rise. "Calm down, I don't want to hurt you. I'm just curious, but I may be able to help," The gold bear said as he cleared his throat. "By the way, the name's Goldy." Me and the red vulpine beside me nodded our heads as he stepped away and seemingly disappeared for a few minutes. "This is… Weird," I said, leaning on the fox's shoulder as he grunted in agreement. "I don't like this," He told me, keeping his eyes focused in the corner the bear went into. "I don't like this at all." "Well, we don't have a lot of options, and we are technically breaking-and-entering," I said, seeing him sigh and relax a little. "I guess you're right, he doesn't seem like he wants to harm us," Foxy said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Okay, sorry for making you wait," The bear said from behind us, causing both of us to jump out our seats in fear, soon landing on the floor with a dull thump as we looked up at him. "Sorry for scaring you again, but I hope you're ready to meet a friend of mine," He added, motioning someone else up from behind him, showing a black puppet with white stripes on the arms. "You can't help but instill fear in them, can you," The puppet asked, looking over at the gold bear as it had a white mask with a smile and purple streaks going down from the eyes. "Look, can you just help get them to the pizzeria," The bear asked with his arms folded as the puppet looked down at us as if he was surveying the two of us. "Alright," It said, soon feeling tendrils wrap around us as we tried to break free and were soon entirely entrapped in them, unable to shout or anything as I couldn't move either.

I passed out, but I could tell that something changed around me as I slowly regained the ability to move, still unable to see anything. "Jeez," I heard a masculine voice say. "You guys really don't know how to move people without paralyzing them?" "Well, there's a big difference between simply 'moving them' and teleporting them," A familiar voice said. "You remember how you would pass out after going into the void all the time?" There was a moment of silence as I could tell that the second voice was thinking about something. "Yeah," They finally said. "That's basically what happened to them, except they didn't completely exhaust themselves when they were inside," The voice added. "Also, we're going to be calling you and Vixey by your actual names in the meantime, since I don't feel like differentiating between two different Foxy's." "Alright, I'll go tell Claire," The other voice said as I heard heavy footsteps leave whatever room we were in.

It felt like days had passed, and I had only then gotten the energy to look around the darkroom I was in. Over time, I heard several footsteps enter and sit down with people seemingly playing cards in the room as well before they left again. I opened my eyes and glanced around the room, seeing shelves with miscellaneous parts along the walls with a desk in the middle of the far wall, to the right of the doorway. I could see an unconscious Foxy beside me as we were in the corner of the room, but then I saw his hand move slightly as if he was having trouble moving around.

"Foxy," I whispered to him, hearing him grunt weakly in return as I stumbled to my knees and looked at him, seeing he could barely move as well. "Are you alright," I asked him, seeing him barely give me a thumbs-up as I tried to help him to his feet. We struggled for seemingly an hour before either of us had enough control to stand up finally, but when we did we were still having to lean against the walls to support ourselves. We stumbled across the room slowly, Foxy leaning against me while I leaned against him so we could stay up, soon walking out the room into a long hallway that jointed off to our right and straight ahead with bathrooms to our left.

We heard the sounds of grunting and seemingly fighting from the room ahead as we stumbled down, noticing that there was a large group of people at a table while a large red fox, almost a foot taller than Foxy, and a tan coyote of similar height were fighting on the stage. The tan coyote ran up to the large fox, jumping on the wall and hopping back, throwing her foot at his jaw as he caught it and spun around soon slamming her into the floor and she rolled backwards to her feet, running right back at him and throwing a punch at his face which he managed to lean out the way of. He grabbed her arm and tossed her into the floor behind her, but she propped her feet against his torso and threw him over her into the ground with a loud thump as he groaned loudly, holding his head.

The tan coyote stood up, dusting herself off with a sigh as she looked out into the group at the table. "Ava one, Jason…" She asked, someone in the group shouting up to her. "Twenty-six!" "Okay, Bon. How about you come up here and spar with me, then," She shouted back at a blue rabbit much like Toy Bonnie as he had his armed wrapped around a yellow chicken to his right. "Uh, I'm not sure how she'll like me fighting with you," He replied, pointing at the yellow chicken. "Lame excuse," The red vulpine shouted to him as he stood up holding his stomach as he climbed off the stage. "Son of a bitch," He muttered as he held something in his hand. "Ava, you better go grab me another eye patch." "Jason, that's the fifth one this week," A white vixen called to him as she held a white kit in her arms as well.

Me and Foxy stood there in shock, confusion, bewilderment, and awe as they began bickering back-and-forth, laughing as they did. That's when I noticed the vulpine had a jet black, left eye with a white iris. "Oh hey, those two woke up finally," A golden bear said, walking from a door at the back of the stage. They all looked over at us as we were leaning against each other in the doors of the hallway, glancing between all of them with dumbfounded expressions. "Reminds me of us," The red vulpine said as he walked up to the white vixen and sat down to her left, messing with the kit in her arms as he did.

"The only difference between the two of you is that you have the reinforced endoskeleton," The golden bear said as he climbed off the stage as well and walked over to the table, motioning us over as well. "Sorry about the whole paralyzing thing. We couldn't really move you without it," He added as we both limped up to the table and sat down with a sigh. "So, what are your names," A purple rabbit asked that looked much like Bonnie from the other pizzeria. We both said our names causing them to look at each other with a confused look. "Oh, you've gotta be fucking kidding me. Why are there 5 foxes now," Someone exclaimed from behind us with a groan, causing us to turn around quickly only to see a man in a security outfit holding his hand to his face while mumbling something. "Hey, Mike," The purple rabbit chuckled. "Ready for our weekly pranks?" "Bonnie, I swear I will throw you off the roof," The man retorted, pulling a key from his side as he pointed to the ceiling.

The two started arguing as we stared at them all in confusion. "Okay, would you all mind introducing yourselves," I asked them, gaining their attention once more as they looked at me. "Sorry about that. I'm Chica," A yellow chicken said from beside a brown bear much like Freddy from the old location. "Wait, are you all basically the people from our location," Foxy asked as he rubbed the side of his temple. "Probably, though, we do have Goldy, Ava, Jason, Claire, and their daughter Kimber there," The dark brown bear said, pointing towards the golden bear and tan coyote, along with the 3 vulpines at the center of the table who weren't paying attention.

As I looked around I felt weird as I saw that the two counterparts of ours even had a child. I didn't even think that was possible by any means. "Jason," The golden bear said, tapping on the table in front of him as the vulpine looked over to him. "What," He asked as he turned away from the two vixens to his right. "You need to teach him how to fight, Marionette wants to send them off to that city he's been talking about," The bear told him, causing the vulpine to look down at Foxy before looking back over to the bear. "Is it the city for animatronics," He asked with a raised brow as I saw a grin creep up his face. "Yeah, what other city would it be? It's not like the writers can send you anywhere else," The bear said flatly as I saw the vixen to his right mumble, "Oh no."

"Dang it, Goldy," She said, looking over at him with an annoyed expression as the red vulpine began chuckling. "You know he's going to buy alcohol, why did you even bring up that place?" "I'm sorry, but they won't be able to stay here forever," He told her, pointing to us. "Plus, it's basically the wild west there, if someone wants to fight it's a fight. Jason knows how to pretty well and I trust him as an instructor, especially after looking at Ava." "Do I... not have a choice in this," Foxy asked as they looked over at him. "Well, you wanted help and we aren't about to turn you away," Goldy told him as I leaned on the vulpine's shoulder in exhaustion. "But, I will need to do some work on you so you don't get mauled by Soldier-Boy over here, then he'll train you once you get accustomed to it, and we'll finally take you up there so you can start getting used to the place."

We both looked at the gold bear in uncertainty.

This was going to be a lot more than we originally thought.

What is this, a crossover episode?