Chapter 3

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Disclaimer: I do not own fnaf

Remember who you are, Where your from and what you represent.

By Unknown

"Are you sure?" asked, into his cell phone. Looking at the papers doubtfully. "Why don't I bring this in so you can look over it carefully, i'm a mechanic not a businessman!"

pulling the phone away from his ear slightly, he rolled his eyes at his in law. "Fine, I'll sign the dam papers. BUT you better hope this doesn't come back to bite us in the but, especially since Lesley wouldn't be pleased, if we endangered her diner." He smirked as his in law choked before he exclaimed that the diner was his and that his granddaughter wasn't even of age to take the family mantle..

"Oh Yea? Then tell that to her face; I dare you." The phone went silent, making feel smug that he had finally gotten an upper hand on the old man. Before looking over the contract once more time and decided that it looked fine enough to sign.

It's not like he was going to be the one blamed, right? After all his father in law was being lazy to even look at the documents. Signing his name onto the documents and making sure the everything was legalized and that neither they, nor the old company would sell or take it all away.

He grimaced when he saw the last part.

… Freddy Fazbear franchise., such as… Afton company is not responsible, nor cares …. They company of both Afton… and Fazbear shall ALL...

Be within the rights of yours…

He signed not reading the whole thing, before giving it to the man who gave him his bill and a copy of the real document.

But one thing he forgot to do, one thing that would have made his dead wife smack him in the head over and over until it got stuck into his head.

Always read the fine print.

"SPRING!" The loud scream from outside made the animatronic jump, before becoming excited knowing that people were coming inside. they played as if they were turned off, all but one who perked up a bit at the name Spring, before brushing it off, as someone who was named after the season. Before making sure that everyone could at least communicate with each other he turned on the frequency.

Can Everyone hear me? He asked, as he finally pretended to be shut downed.

Yea!

Yes sir!

We can hear you loud and clear! Were the responds that he got, inwardly thanking to the high heavens that everyone had at least remembered to turn on the frequency, so that they could communicate with each other as they pretended to be shut down.

Good, is everyone here? He asked, not wanting for anyone to be left behind this time. Whithereds?

Here! They shouted.

Toys? He hiestantly asked, not wanting to provoke them.

We were already here anyway! One of them said rudely, while the others hummed in agreement.

We made sure Mario leaned out of his box just a bit. One of the female animatronic said.

He nodded to himself discreetly before cringing at having to check in on the ones who started. Originals? He waited for the backlash of the others.

We're here. Freddy said, softly.

Oi! Why are you calling them the originals!? The withereds said, a bit offended knowing that they still weren't sure just who exactly were made first.

Yea why not the rebuffs? The toys asked.

That's insulting! The originals shouted. Fredbear rolled his eyes at the overdramatic cries of outrage, before smiling to himself just a bit this was his wonderful family.

He flinched when he began to here a much softer yet higher frequency interfer. Before shivering in both pain and pleasure. Pain because he hadn't heard a loud frequency that could interfere with his in a long run, and pleasure because it seemed so familiar and yet so much more different, both gentle and yet harsh as if it had been tweaked to run a different frequency than what it originally was.

He slowly opened his eyes but made sure to look deactivated with his eyes open unlike the others who closed their eyes, even if they were also slightly uncomfortable with the new higher frequency coming in. The girl rushed in, he observed making sure not to move his eyes to much. She seemed to be searching for something, she had blond hair and tanned skin her body was developed like another girl, if not a bit more flattering. Not that he ever paid any attention to developments, he was made to entertain kids after all.

But then again so was she… The woman seemed to be around her twenties, he searched carefully not to scare her or show that he was in fact activated looking for the high frequency sound.

"Spring, you need to be more careful." The girl behind "Spring" said. He inwardly scowled at the fact someone else had been named after his dear friend. Granted it wasn't like it was illegal for her name to be used it was just unwelcomed if he had a say in it.

"I mean I know your excited to see you would have been home if they hadn't sold you, but you shouldn't rush in like that! I mean at least have someone with you in case the company decided to take Fredbear, your old partner. So you wouldn't be devastated that you'll never see him!' She exclaimed, before saying softly knowing that Spring wasn't listening. "I don't want you to break down again."

Spring wasn't the only one listening, ar at least not anymore. Fredbear could only think of Old partner…? Sold…? Is it...Is it really, you? Had he really needed to breath, he would've taken a sharp breath; but he could feel even without that sharp breath, a lump in his throat and circuits heating up.

Turn.. turn around. Turn around. Please. I need... to see… I need to see if it's really you. He thought, before making rather hastily to look deactivated, just as "Spring" turned around, had Fredbear had a real heart it would have stopped right then and there as the "person" revealed green eyes, and not just any Green eyes. Spring Bonnies bright forest green eyes, that widened in disbelief as she stared right into his soul once again.

"Fredbear..?" She whispered, revealing her voice to be as soothing and gently as ever, just like when they had been first activated.

She walked to him making sure to be careful not to trip over loose wires and tiles on the ground. Before slowly pulling herself up onto the stage to gently touch his rather peeled face, to get a good look at his bright blue eyes. Oil leaking from her eyes, she gave him him a watering smile in relief to see him once again. "It's good to see you again, Fredbear."

This couldn't be real… This could not be happening. They weren't supposed to be there.

Lesley looked slightly freaked out on how cold and unwelcoming the place looked, even though it had been abandoned, she could tell that the place had never been welcoming to outsiders much less teens, the place seemed to only welcom small children.

But she couldn't help but shiver at the sight, even if she could imagine how it once looked like, she couldn't help but fear the hallways how spread out it seemed. Too spread out if you asked her. She could tell the cameras had taken out a lot of power from the security office just by looking at the brand.

It would have been much worse if they had the nerve to put a fan in the office. She thought. Before looking at the place with disgust. While the place had once been number one beating even chuck e cheese,, the place seemed too empty to have been number one, the arcade games, by the looks of it were also rigid.

It seemed more like a pub if you asked her, and Betsy diners was originally supposed to look like a pub, before switching it to look homey and a restaurant.

She knew just by looking around and imagining how it had looked like in its glory, she would've loved the place as a child, so would have Tommy. Which just made her hate it even more, because she could imagine all the dangerous stuff she would have done, and her pranks would have gone undisciplined.

It was just an accident waiting to happen… or worse the legends of Freddy Fazbears were true.

"Spring…?" she asked softly, feeling uncomfortable and wanting to get out of the place as fast as possible walked towards Spring to see what in the world she was looking at in the center of the room.

SQUEAk

"EHP!" she squealed out, looking down on what she stepped on, only to see a robotic arm. She paled, before looking where the hand belonged to, the arm belong to a funny looking fox… dog? Well whatever it was, it certainly was mangled. She felt a pang of sympathy. Perhaps because Spring had been apart of her family for so long she couldn't stand to imagine kids pulling her apart, or any other robotic entertainment. Slowly looked around careful in the room, seeing the animatronics sitting there shut downed and in horrible condition, seemingly looking like they've never been cleaned or well taken care of. Made her blood boil with rage.

How dare they! She thought, to herself. IT's basically abuse!

But what made her skin crawl in fear and shiver in disgust was the humanoid that sat on stage. Unlike Betsy's diner where the stage was made to be like a runway especially for karaoke night, this stage was tall, theatre tall. The lights where angled perfectly yet brokenly behind him, as he sat smiling eyes open, but not lit up to reveal he was on.

He must of been shut down a long time ago. She thought hysterical, putting a hand over her heart to calm herself down, from the sight. She looked up once again to see Spring had walked over to him. "...Fredbear." she heard Spring whisper out to him.

She looked away feeling like an intruder, looking around anywhere, but them. So that's Fredbear. She thought. I wonder how can she stand seeing him in this condition. She bit her lip looking for something to fix, before a royal purple and baby blue caught her eyes. Raising an eyebrow, she slowly walked towards them. Making sure to be careful not to slip or make too much noise to scare Spring off the stage.

Well hello there. She thought to herself eyeing the complexity and unreasonable well kept bunny animatronics. So these are Springs replacements, and siblings. she cocked her head to the side eyeing them, before her mind began to organize plans and designs just by looking at them.

Maybe I can use their programing and parts and rebuild them to looking like human, like Spring? She thought. But what height? and how much weight, should be on them?

"SPRING!" Lesley and Spring jumped at the sound of a voice screaming in a high pitch voice.

"LESLEY?!" Before wincing at the loud bang made, just to get in her once again, Lesley was beginning to feel irritated by the distraction.

Spring shivered, before pulling away from her deactivated friend, feeling dread inside.

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