I'm gonna say this now: Plushtrap can't talk normally. It's in, like, chirps and stuff. So I gave her special dialogue.
*Thoughts*
"Speech."
".Plushtrap Speak."
A Final Meeting
The children had found ways to entertain themselves, some...a tad more violent than others.
The girls had invented a game: They got into pairs, climbed on each others shoulders, and unleashed angry battle cries as they charged at and attempted to destroy each other.
It was rather terrifying for the boys (and Nightmarionne).
The pairs attacking each other this round were Plushtrap Mangle, and the Jack-o twins. Mangle and Jack-o-Chica were on the bottoms, carrying Plustrap and Jack-o-Bonnie.
The air was filled with their angry battle roars as they took up the attack.
Unfortunatly, during the battle, Mangle lost her footing, leading to Jack-o-Chica slamming into her and sending the dou into the pool.
The splash created sent water flying everywhere, causing it to land on the others.
Nightmarionne and Foxy both lifted an arm to protect their faces, their game of Tic-Tac-Toe dissapearing back into mush.
"ALL HAIL THE FIRES OF AWESOMENESS!!!" Jack-o-Bonnie screeched, she and her sister pumping their fists in the air and screaming.
Freddy nudged Old Man Consequences.
"Should we...stop them??"
Oldie looked at the scene...
"Nah."
Meanwhile, Nightmare sat by the edge of the pool, rubbing his knees anxiously.
Bonnie flopped down onto his back next to him, yawning and staring up at the sky.
"Still waitin' on the next one??"
Nightmare sighed, nodding.
"Yeah..."
Bonnie stretched out his limbs, practically being absorbed by the unnaturally soft grass.
"Well, I'm sure he'll be nice, right?? Everyone else is."
"Yeah..."
Noticing his tone, the rabbit sat up.
"Dude, what's wrong?? You were super excited for everybody else. This one's your brother!!!"
Nightmare shifted.
"I know. I'm really happy about that too, but..."
He scratched the back of his head, staring at his reflection.
"What if I'm not a good brother??"
It made sense in that context.
The rabbit mulled that thought over for a moment.
"But that means you are, right??"
"What??"
"Think about it like this: if you're worried about being a good bro, then that means you're on the right track, 'cause it means you care!!"
Nightmare blinked.
"That...I mean...huh. You're right!!"
"See?? No need to freak out, bud!!"
A few minutes later, the Pool began to swirl once more.
In the span of less than ten seconds, everybody was smashed up against each other, leaning over and anxiously waiting.
Old Man Consequences chuckled.
However, just as the Pool had done with Nightmarionne, when it stopped, nobody came up.
A moment of confusion before they all looked at OMC for an explanation.
"Uh...well--"
Before he could really start, a tendril of red water shot out of the mini-lake, wrapping itself around Nightmare, dragging him in.
"Ow!! What the--guys, help!!!"
Leaping to action, they tried wholeheartedly to stop him from going in, but alas, could not.
As the water dragged him in, Old Man Consequences grabbed his arm.
The old man pulled.
"What...are...you...doin', Nancy??"
However, not even he could stop the process, and Nightmare was yanked down in.
After Old Man Consequences had calmed the rest of the kids down and gotten them to stop screaming, he rubbed his forehead, covering his unseeable eyes.
"Okay. Alright. Fine. So, ya dragged the kid against 'is will, without warnin', back inta yerself. Alright. Right. Interestin'. Why, exactly??"
At the lack of telepathic response, his eye twitched.
As the man in red continued to argue with the water, the kids were extremely antsy, discussing amongst themselves.
Let's focus on a certain pair.
"Is 'e comin' back out???" Foxy asked, poking the water with his hook.
Nightmarionne nervously bit its claws.
"I-I d-dunn-n-no. I h-hope s-s-so. I-I d-don't w-want an-n-nybod-d-dy to d-die."
Foxy jumped.
"Ye...ye think tha lad died, lassie??"
"I-I h-hope n-not." Nightmarionne twitched.
It shuddered.
"B-But may-ybe t-t-the w-water d-decid-d-ded that-t i-it d-didn't lik-ke N-Nightmare and-d d-decided t-to ea-eat him a-and th-then--"
It gave a shriek, grabbing Foxy's collar and shaking him vigorously.
"WH-WHAT I-IF W-WE'RE N-N-NEXT?!?!"
Adjusting from dizziness, Foxy gripped the hyperventelating Nightmarionne's shoulders and sat it down.
"Aye, lad, calm down!!"
As Foxy delt with the panicking puppet, Plushtrap poked the water with a stick, while Mangle yammered on and on about revolution...or something like that.
"--AND THEN WE SACRIFICE BALLOON BOY--"
"Why me?!"
"WELL DUH!!! WHO DOESN'T LOVE A PLUMP SCARIFICE?!"
"Are you calling me fat?!"
"HAVE YOU SEEN YOURSELF?!"
Plushtrap smacked her over the head with the stick, not even bothering to look up.
".Scree scrir mreer."
"Thank you!!" Balloon Boy replied, throwing his arms in the air.
Mangle rolled her eyes when Freddy spoke up.
"I say we sacrifice those two." He suggested, jerking a thumb over his shoulder at the Jack-o Twins.
"Hey!! Why us?!"
"A multitude of reasons. Number One, you two seem to be hollow, meaning we could stuff extra sacrifice inside of you; Two, you already have fire within yourselves, so we would not have to waste time lighting a fire; Three, we cannot send one without the other, so double the sacrifices; Four--"
"How many reasons do you have?!" The fire-bunny screeched, clasping the sides of her head.
"As I said, a multitude. Shall I continue??"
"No you shall not." Jack-o-Chica answered him.
"Ey Foxy!! Nightmarionne!! Who would you sacrifice?!"
"Freddy." They replied in unison.
The bear glared at them while the others burst out laughing.
Old Man Consequences was mildly concerned yet intrigued.
Suddenly, the water began to swirl again.
Nightmare burst through the surface, hacking and shaking.
Several of the others dived in and pulled him out.
He was holding something.
They all seated themselves around him, worriedly asking him about what had happened and if he was alright.
"Settle down kiddins, let 'im breathe." Old Man Consequences said, worried for the bear.
Once the kid got his breath, he carefully opened an eye.
Upon realizing where he was, he relaxed.
"You alright kiddo??" OMC inquired, looking him over. "You hurt??"
"I-I don't think s-so." Nightmare replied, still shaking. And cold. Very cold.
The old man, concerned, rubbed the bear's head to calm him down.
"What happened??" The others tentatively asked.
"I'm not...entirely sure." He replied.
"There was something down there...but I can't remember what it was. But it was scary, I remember that much."
He shuddered.
"I think it was tryin' to get..."
He jumped slightly, looking down and finally realizing that he was holding something.
...Or rather, someone.
"...Fredbear."
Darkness was everywhere at first, consuming everything.
Then, light burst through, blinding at first, but then settling.
Two red and black speckled eyes looked around, confused.
He was in an area covered in complete red, including the trees and sky.
Also, he was on something soft.
Very soft.
Twitching, the golden bundle looked up to find two blood-red eyes and a jet-black face staring back at him.
The two stared at each other for a moment...
Mangle leaned over to Plushtrap.
"This is reeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaally intense and I'm not sure why." She whispered to the bunny, who nodded her agreement.
Even OMC felt uneasy, watching the bears tentatively.
*This is interestin'...and worryin'...*
Everyone, unknowingly for most, held their breath.
Eventually, the tension was broken, as the golden cub wrapped his arms around Nightmare and squeezed.
"Hi!!! I'm Fredbear!!!"
Nightmare relaxed, and everyone else exhaled, relieved.
"I'm Nightmare." He replied with a smile, rubbing the smaller bear's head.
This caught the little bear's attention once more, causing him to push himself upwards to look the other in the face.
"Ooh, are you my brother?!"
Nightmare blinked.
"Um...yeah, yeah I am!!"
Fredbear gave a squeal of happiness, dropping back down and hugging his newfound brother again.
As everyone either cooed or gave an ''awww" and Mangle fainted from a cuteness overload, Nightmare felt a warm feeling enter his chest.
He grinned, hugging his little brother back for the first of many times.
There. Now all the Nightmares are together, my lil' baby Cinnamon Roll is here, and this chapter is finally finished.
So, as you can see, Fredbear is significantly younger than the rest. Why?? Because.
Yes, he is smaller than the others. Of course.
Things start picking up in the next few chappies, so stay tuned!!
This story DOES have antagonists, and if you've read the original version of the fic, please be kind and DO NOT POST SPOILERS FOR FUTURE CHAPPIES. I WILL PERSONALLY HUNT YOU DOWN IF YOU DO.
Welp, that's enough for now. See ya next chappie!!!
