*Thoughts*

"Speech"

".Plushtrap Speak."


Looking for Home, Part 5


Screams erupted from the kids, as Nightmare was, as previously mentioned, gone.

Once finished, the panickeés continued to panic as they tried to figure out what to do now.

"Wha' do we do now?!" Foxy cried.

"Figure out where he went!" Chica responded, glaring at the glowing opening.

Mangle stared at it as well, ears lowering.

"Um...guys...I think it's getting smaller..."

All heads whipped to it.

It was, indeed, shrinking.

"...Screemrir, trirreer." Plushtrap swore.

"Wha' 're we supposed ta do?! Touch i'?!" Foxy shrieked.

Freddy's ears folded down, and he examined it.

Giving it an experimental poke, the light pulsated, trying to pull him in.

He managed to pull back, looking at the others.

He gave a shrug, nodding his head at it.

"You think we should go in?" Mangle asked.

He nodded again, giving a half-shrug.

"We gotsa fin' Nigh'mare," Foxy added. "Iffin we gotsa go through i', Oi say we shoul'."

The girls were pensive, but conceded; they, too, wanted to find Nightmare.

They then decided to push--or carry--the unconscious ones, so that nobody was unintentionally left behind.

Mangle picked up Fredbear and touched it, vanishing.

Freddy dragged BB through, both of them dissapearing.

Plushtrap shoved the Twins towards it before entering herself.

Chica grabbed Bonnie around the chest and went.

Foxy and Nightmarionne were the only ones left; the fox glanced at the gradually shrinking tear, then back at the puppet; he still had it secure on his back, giving it a ride.

"Rea'y, Marion?"

The unconscious puppet's breathing was his only reply.

"Aye."

He turned back to the glow, backing up a few steps.

He crouched, then sprinted.

Shoving at the last second, he dived, vanishing after the others.


In The Point of No Return, a glitch in reality vanished, as if it had never been there in the first place.


"Guys!! You guys okay?!"

Everyone groaned and sat up, finding Nightmare standing before them, worried and shivering.

He was partially obscured by the thick fog, his frosty breath blending in well.

Foxy tackled him.

"Nigh'mare!!"

They all gathered, looking around.

Fog everywhere, greyness up, down, and all around, from what you could see in the fog.

Very void-like...

There seemed to be nothing for miles.

After realizing that everyone was together and alright, the kids tried to figure out what to do now.

"That...'gateway' dissapeared after you guys came through," Nightmare said, looking at the spot it had once been in. "I tried to go back through, but I couldn't, anyhow. So I guess we're stuck here..."

"Should we just...wander until we find something?" Mangle offered.

They all continued to shiver in the freezing cold.

"Migh' as well," Foxy added. "No'in' else ta do, righ'?"

And so, that's what they did.


Nobody knew exactly how much time had passed; but, it was a lot.

The children were tired and freezing, but if they stopped, that fog would consume them.

They knew this, and pressed on.

Doing their best to stay together, they made turns, straight walks, turn-arounds...still only aimlessly wandering.

That is, until Nightmare walked face-first into something.

Something wooden.

Backing up, he and his companions found that he had walked into some sort of pole--which, might I add, hadn't been there before, as far as they knew.

They stared upwards...

"...Is that a house?"


After flinging the door wide open and piling in, the tired children collapsed, overwhelmed by the wonderful feeling of heat.

Foxy kicked the door shut, sitting down.

The click of a lock snapping and clicking ahut echoed in his mind, but he paid it no mind.

Nightmare moaned and sat up.

"This is nice...but is anybody here?"

Mangle groaned, her annoyed voice echoing in the house.

"Are we supposed to care?"

Freddy held up a finger.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it, Freddy."

He slowly lowered it.

The vixen stood, inhaling.

Everybody took the high road and covered their ears.

"Hell--OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO?!"

Her cry echoed in the house, shaking it quite a bit.

She flopped back down.

They waited...

And waited...

And waited...

After a while of waiting, the conscious kids began wandering around.


This house was strange; it was a simple, blue, seemingly two-story house with a nice porch from the outside.

The inside, however?

It had multiple floors, an overly-large amount of rooms, random things you wouldn'treally find in a house, and so on.

After a while, the already exhausted kids took another rest.

"Well," Nightmare began, "Looks like nobody's here...well, except us, of course."

They looked around again.

"...Where'd Foxy go?" Chica piped up, not seeing him.

Upon hearing a noise from a nearby doorway, Nightmare rose and peeked in it.

Foxy was, currently, sprawled out on a random bed, snoring.

Nightmare shut the door and returned to the group.

"Welp, he's fine, I guess..."

"Yeah."

They sat in silence for a moment, before Plushtrap decided to flat out address the elephant in the room.

".Scre, mri reni' riri? Ri mir?"

They looked at her.

The bunny shrugged crossing her arms.

".Chreer? Eri mree?"

"I mean...she has a point," Mangle agreed. "Nobody's here, and, well..."

"Finder's Keepers," Chica finished for her.

Freddy, while not too keen on the girl's phrasing, shrugged; after all, theydidhave a point.

They looked at Nightmare.

He didn't realize they had wanted him to decide at first, but he eventually did, due to their expectant gazes.

"Oh! Uh, well...I mean, yeah, nobody's here, and, well, it seems to have everything we'd need...plus, the others need rest--ah, not that we don't either--and we were able to bandage them up and everything...so..."

He looked around again.

"...I guess we're home now?"

He glanced away, rubbing the back of his head.

"Plus, am I the only one who doesn't exactly wanna go out and deal with...that?"

There were no objections; the children had no complaints about not dealing with the outside.

A thought then hit the jet-black bear, him leaping to his feet.

"Hey, we better lock that door, just in case."

The insinuation in that sentence alarmed them all, and they immediately headed back to where it had been.

Nightmare got there first.

His confused voice alerted the others.

"Uh...guys? Where'd the door go?"


After searching (much to their dismay) quite literally every inch of the house, they found that they indeed, could not, find said door.

They panicked a bit; especially Nightmare.

"What if something gets in? What if the fog gets in and we all freeze to death? What if--"

Suddenly, Mangle walked back into the room (none had realized shed left in the first place), a sleepy fox dragging behind her.

"Okay, Foxy," She began, turning around to him. "Tell themwhat you told me about the door just now."

He rubbed his eyes, yawning.

"Wha' door...?"

"The front door. The one we came in?"

Another yawm

"Oi...eh...wha?"

"What did you hear the door do when you shut it?"

More yawning as the scarlet male rubbed his eyes, ascending to the astral plane of multiple colors.

"Oi heard i' lock," he mumbled. "A...clickin' an' snappin' soun'."

"Great!!" The vixen cheered, clapping her hands together.

"You can go back to sleep, now."

Foxy stumbled out, intending to do just that.

A thump sounded, indicating that he had walked into a wall.

It did not sound like he got up again.

Nightmare, Chica, Freddy, and Plushtrap stared.

"...Well, glad we were worried for nothing."

Welp, that oughta wrap up our 'Looking for Home' Saga, and now we'll move on.

Anyways, we'll see more of this house next chappie and so on, as it's their permanent residence.

IMPORTANT NOTE ABOUT THE HOUSE: It rearranges itself on the inside every 24 hours, so each day, if I describe it differently, that would be why.

Why? Shennanigans and plot, that's why.

If you were wondering about the 'void' and all that, the Nightmares dissapearing and ending up essentially outside of reality/the world is a metaphor for gamers glitching off of the map in a game. So, in essence, the house is a glitch itself.

See ya next chappie!!