Hey, sorry this is shorter than the last chapter. This is more of a filler. It's sorta the Toys and Originals second meeting but we'll, hopefully, be seeing more of the Toys next chapter.
Sort of curious here, are any of you studying for exams? I am. It's a huge pain in the- wait. I can't say that. This is supposed to be child friendly, somewhat. And as I am going to be adding violence later, I should probably skip language.
Oh well. I'm failing in that subject anyway.
STORY TIME!
Freddy surveyed the party room. It was full of children and parents alike. He was hanging around the drink machine, leaning naturally against the wall.
The only reason they were out was because it was Halloween and Chica wanted to hang out with other children. Freddy supposed it was okay. Lots of people were in costumes and their animal ears didn't look too out of place.
He looked around, spotting Bonnie and Foxy blending in with the small crowd of teenagers. And Chica- where was Chica?
Freddy straightened and looked around spotted a head of blonde hair making her way towards him. He relaxed and waited for Chica to arrive.
"Freddy, Freddy! Look what I made at the arts and crafts table!" Chica showed Freddy a drawing composed of different color stick figures, "I'm the yellow one and your the brown one. Foxy's the red and Bonnie is purple."
She peered at him with her big purple eyes. "Do you like it?"
Freddy crouched down to her level and took the drawing, holding in his hands. He pretended to inspect it, finally nodding for show. "Hm, I think," He paused for dramatics, " That this is one of the best drawing I have ever seen."
Chica's face split into the biggest grin Freddy ever saw. And to think, a few weeks ago she wouldnt have been able to do that, with her teeth hanging out of her dislocated jaw. He silently thanked Goldie for fixing her up in his head. Even if the limp golden animatronic was annoying.
Without Goldie, Freddy's older brother, they would've been a lot worse than a couple of bruises. Goldie's real name was Lance, though they don't call him that usually. They all remember their real names just, for the sake of simplicity, they call each other their animatronics names. Real names only remind them of the-.
Freddy cut off that train of thought, refocusing on Chica. He handed her back the drawing, straightening up and smiling at her.
"Why don't you go show Bon and Foxy? I'm sure they will appreciate it." He nodded over towards where they were located. The two boys had broken off from the group, now conversing near a table. Chica nodded and hurried off on her mission.
Freddy smiled and looked around the room, focusing on the stage. A chuckle left his throat at seeing the Toys. Their make up was so hilariously put on. Toy Bonnie looked like a girl for goodness sake! He looked eyes with Toy Freddy, Troy if Freddy remembered correctly from the Toy's conversations.
Troy paused in his actions, not enough to be noticeable. (After all, these were animatronics, of course they're going to glitch. Freddy, personally, thought humans come up with the most ridiculous explanations.) Freddy raised an eyebrow and smirked across the room, holding up his glass in silent mockery. Troy carried on, as if nothing happened. Though Freddy noticed his actions were a bit more stiff than before.
Freddy regrouped with the others, near the ball pit. Each were looking happy and pleased. Bonnie held a stuff animal he won and Foxy was sipping from a cup, occasionally sharing with Chica, who was eating cotten candy. Freddy himself, had a cup of water. He didn't like the taste of the fluffy candy and kindly declined when Chica had offered him some.
"Everyone happy with today?" He asked. Seeing everyone nod, he lead the to the backstage, each of them moving silently through the 'employees only' door. Freddy silently removed one of the tiles next to the curtains, revealing a ladder.
The ladder led down to their rooms, which were thankfully not discovered. The Originals usually went down there during the day, going back to the Parts and Services room at night, as to not arouse suspicion. The Toys themselves had their own rooms, though the entrance was in the meeting room. Not very convenient in the Original's opinion
"Hey Goldie," Foxy greeted. The golden haired man was situated on the couch. Goldie looked around his mid twenties. He looked like Freddy grown up with blonde hair. When they were outside, which was rare, the Fazbears passed as a brother babysitting his little siblings and their friends. Chica usually posed as their little sister, with her blonde hair resembling Goldie's.
"Hey kiddos. How was the Pizzeria?" Goldie looked up at them.
"I made a picture!" Chica exclaimed as she handed him the paper. Goldie looked at it and narrowed his eyes playfully at the child.
"Where am I?" Chica looked down shamefully. She looked like she was about to cry and Freddy hoped she wouldn't.
"I couldn't fit you in the paper. I'm sorry." And it was true, for the four figures took up a tremendous space. Goldie laughed and winked, hoping to cheer her up.
"S'okay Cupcake. How about we all watch a movie? Your pick." Chica brighten up before going over to their rack of DVD's. Picking out Veggie Tales, the Originals sat on the couch together for the rest of the day, laughing at Larry and Bob. They stayed like that until it was time to go up.
They all climbed up the ladder and moved quickly and quietly to their positions, avoiding the Toys and arriving just in time when the 12 o' clock bell rang.