Frost's POV

It's been a couple of weeks since we escaped from the animation studio and I had purchased a decent-sized apartment on the outskirts of New York City. I had as small store below much like the first one I had when I had met Slappy. Speaking of my familiar, Bendy and Slappy seemed to be gettin along swingingly, though whether or not that's a good thing is to be determined. I've been teaching them about the stuff I do to make money, like making potions and repairing certain magical items. They bring me the stuff I need to make or fix a certain thing. They've been really useful in the workshop. The bond between Bendy and I has become as strong as mine and Slappy's, which means the little guy could turn into a tattoo. He usually took his place as a small tattoo on my collar bone, to keep an eye on the world around us. Honestly, with how chaotic my life has been for the past year and a half, it's honestly a little hard to calm down and get used to the peace and calm again. It seems everything changed when I met Slappy, but I wouldn't trade it for the world, because I've got two familiars that are like brothers to me and I've brushed up on my magic. It's actually been really good.

At the moment I'm trying to brew a family heritage potion for a woman with no known family, and wants to see if she has any living relatives. Slappy just handed me the dragon root to add. I was slowly and carefully lowering it into the brew, trying to keep from screwing anything up. I had just dropped it inside when Bendy came bursting in, "Hey! Frost! We got a problem downstairs. A couple of mages are wrecking the place." He told me. I scowled, before standing back up straight. "Slappy, in about 3 minutes, mix the brew counter-clockwise rapidly for about a minute." I instructed him, before following Bendy downstairs, where two male mages where trashing my store, throwing artifacts around and breaking potion bottles and ingredients. I scowled, "What the bloody hell do you two think you're doing to my shop!" She shouted. They exchanged glances before turning to her. "Crystalyn Magum. Your presence is required by the Council of 7 to amend for your war crimes during the human-monster war." The taller one said. I frowned, "You can go tell the council, I said go to hell! I'm older and a hella lot more powerful than all of them combined. Leave my shop immediately, before I escort you out." I told them. The shorter male snorted, arrogance written all over his face, "Please, you look to weak to anything! You don't even have any tattoos! You can't claim to be more powerful than the council and not have tattoos.." He exclaimed, dismissing my claim. I smirked, bringing my power to the surface, "See, kiddoo, I'm from a time, when tattoos weren't needed to proclaim a person's status and power. Here, Let me show you!" I told them, before switching my magic to teleportation magic, making the icy blue tips of my hair turn a dark grey. I slung my hands out towards them, and with a sarcastic shout of, "Begon!" They vanished from my shop. I sighed and switched back over to winter magic, before leaning against the counter, "Well, looks like we need to move….again." I said, irritation and sarcasm in my voice. Bendy tilted his head, "Again? How many times have you and Slappy had to move? And more importantly, how many time have you had to run from this….'Council'?" He asked me. I sighed, "Before Slappy and I showed up at the studio, he and I were on the run from the Russians, like Slappy had explained, because they had wanted me for my powers. We had to move around quite often. Before I met Slappy, I'd had to move at least 5 different times because of the Council. Trust me when I saw it wasn't fun. With how weak mages of today are, and how small the general population of the mages are, I could honestly take them all out, but that would leave me the only mage in this world, so I move a lot instead. It's a huge hassle sometimes, but I'd rather move constantly than be the last human mage." I explained to my little familiar. Bendy nodded his understanding. The two of us made our way back up stairs to the workroom where Slappy was waiting for us.

We got halfway up the stairs, when a loud boom filled the air. Bendy and I looked at each other, our faces paling, before we hauled ass the rest of the way up the stairs. We dashed into the workroom, and found Slappy backing away from the ruined potion, coughing. He saw me and a nervous smile, "Hey Doll, I, uh….think I stirred too fast or something cause one second I'm stirring and the next second, it's blowing up in my face. Sorry for ruining your potion Frost." He apologized. I rushed over to him and checked for any damage. "Are you alright, Slappy?" I asked him. Slappy nodded at me, "Ya, I'm alright, Toots." He replied. I hesitantly accepted it and stepped back. I quickly filled him in on what had happened down stairs. "And now we gotta move!" Bendy added, finishing the tale. Slappy sighed and nodded, "Alright, the kid and I will start packing up clothes and books and trinkets." He said. I nodded, "Alright, I'll get the stuff in here packed up and ready to go." I replied. Slappy nodded and jumped down from the table and he and Bendy left, heading for my bedroom to start packing. How do I pack You ask? Well with boxes like a normal person, but instead of using a truck to transport my stuff, I store my things in a pocket dimension..

It didn't take long to pack everything away, 3 days tops, and we were ready to leave. Problem is, we're to go? I was currently sitting in the living room on floor with my laptop, going through possible homes, I had just exited out of a tab when I got a notification saying I got a new email.. It was a news release shared with me from one of my government friends. It was a report about several kids going missing. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. 'Why would they send this to me?' I thought, before reading their comment, 'possible link to a animatronic pizzeria' I dug into it and there were several reports about kids going missing wherever there was a new pizzeria opening in the chain. I dug a little deeper and found out where the next one was going to open. It was an updated version, featuring "Toy versions" of the old animatronics. I quickly researched the town to find any for sale homes. Upon finding an older w story home for sale on the outskirts of town, I smirked, " Well, I know where we're moving to." I told my familiars. They exchanged glances, before giving me uneasy looks. "What are you getting us into now?" they asked me. I simply smirked.