CHAPTER 5
The moment Freddy saw the Boss enter the building, Freddy ran after him, following him into his office.
"Hey! What the heck happened last night?!" Freddy asked. He wanted answers, and he wanted them now. And who better to give them that the very man who programmed them? The Boss laughed at the despair that was evident on Freddy's face. Freddy froze. Who was this man that Freddy had placed his trust in? Did he not see that Freddy was not joking? Did he not know?
"Was it a bit much for you, Freddy? Hey, nothing seemed out of place to me. What could have possibly gone wrong? You only had a little company for the night." The Boss said.
"What do you mean? We almost killed that man last night, thanks to the programming you put in us. What was all that?" Freddy asked. He was angry at what he and his family had to go through the night before and the incompetence that this man seemed to have. The Boss looked stopped laughing and looked Freddy square in the face, finally realizing just what had happened the previous night.
"Ah. I see." The Boss said, thinking hard. "I never imagined that something like this would end up being a problem. I didn't know the programming would react that way."
"Can you fix it?" Freddy asked.
"Honestly Freddy, I don't think I can." He paused when he saw the terrified look on Freddy's face.
"Then we shouldn't have a night guard." Freddy said.
"Unfortunately, we must. If we don't have someone overlooking the place, we will be shut down. And unfortunately, the government does not think that robots count." The Boss said.
"But then what can we do?!" Freddy asked, going into hysterics. He had tried so hard to keep his composure and remain strong, for his family, but it was getting hard. Would they really be forced to hunt down the night guard every night? It would seem that was the case.
"I don't think there is much we can do. But I'll tell you what. Every night, I will call the night guard and help them through their first night. If they survive, that is up to them. But I can't change your programming. Otherwise, everything else will mess up." Freddy frowned as everything sunk in.
"And how are you supposed to understand how to counter us? I don't want to hurt anyone." Freddy said.
"Then you can try to resist. But if you do kill someone, no one can know. I'll change the requirements for hiring, and we have to cover it up. No one can ever find out that our animatronics go into killer mode at night."
After their conversation, Freddy had to exit the office and join the others and tell them everything that had been discussed.
"What do you mean he won't do anything?! Is this guy insane? Other people won't be so lucky. People will die! And all he has to say to that is just make sure their remains are cleaned up?!" Bonnie screeched.
"I have to agree with Bonnie." Chica whispered.
"Aye." Foxy agreed.
"I know that it is awful, but he won't do anything. I'm sorry, but there is nothing that we can do." Freddy said, sadness filling his heart for his family. Chica started to cry. Freddy gave her a hug, and Foxy just hung his head and returned to his cove, closing the curtain behind him. Bonnie was still angry. He couldn't believe that nothing was going to be done.
But they would have to put the nights events aside, however hard that may be, and entertain children for yet another day. Before they had to deal with the night again. Hopefully, the night guard from last night would not come back, and it would take a few days for the Boss to find someone else to sacrifice.
"Will you be okay Chica?" Freddy asked as the girl quieted the last of her sobs.
"As long as you are here Freddy, I'll be fine." She said.
"I'll always be here. No need to worry about that." Freddy responded. Chica nodded, and stood up on the stage beside Bonnie who was polishing his guitar, preparing to perform once again for the kids who were starting to line up outside. Freddy looked over towards Pirates Cove. He really should talk to Foxy, but he needed to get on stage.
'I'll make sure I talk to him when the kids leave.' Freddy thought, joining Bonnie and Chica. 'Later.'
Foxy sat in the dark of his Cove. The quiet darkness was comforting to him, reminding him of his first few moments in his memory, the soft humming of his gears keeping him calm. This was what had helped him most last night. He would have been able to completely keep himself together, if the damn man hadn't kept flashing that stupid tally light at him over and over again.
Unlike Bonnie and Chica, Foxy didn't look in the window beside the door he had banged on. He didn't want to see the terrified man inside. It had been bad enough seeing his expression as he scurried out the door shortly after six am when his shift ended.
The thought that he might kill someone scared him, but he knew there was nothing he could do about it. Foxy ended up deciding as his curtains pulled open, that if he did end up getting inside the office and getting hold of whoever was inside, he would deal with it when the time came. Until then, he would just hold himself back best he could.
Children cheered as the doors opened, some even ran straight to Foxy, the smiles on their faces widening when he handed out toy swords and started the adventures. It made Foxy sad to know that behind this fun animatronic's mask was a machine capable of killing.
A small part of him started to understand why the adults were always so wary of them. This made Foxy frustrated, his dislike for them was steadily growing into hate. Nonetheless, he entertained the kids all day. He simply completely avoided the adults. A thought came into Foxy's head that terrified him. He almost wouldn't mind killing some of these heartless adults. Almost. Foxy shook his head, but the thought was still there, in the very back of his mind.
Perhaps he would have a different view of adults if some of them were nice to their kids, but from what Foxy saw, the parents as well as the staff were all just awful. The thing was, Foxy was not the only one who was thinking along those lines.
Freddy sighed as the doors opened to streams of kids pouring through the doors of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Last night had been bad, but he knew that they really had no idea as to what was in store for them. He was worried about what the others were thinking. Foxy seemed to have come to accept it all, though on what terms that was on, Freddy didn't know.
Freddy suddenly felt that he had no idea just what his family was thinking. He wondered just how well he actually knew them. He hoped he knew them well enough that he could safely say they would never intentionally kill someone.
Throughout the day, everyone acted normally. There was some tension around noon when the man who had been the night guard stomped into the pizzeria heading straight for the Boss' office. Everyone had to keep the kids entertained, so they had no idea what the man had talked about in the Boss' office. They were fairly certain he quit. The man seemed to be more calm when he left, but he had a facial expression that implied that he was not done with the pizzeria. His face was a face of vengeance.
The robots tried not to think too much about it, but they were still worried. They had a feeling that this was not the last time they would hear of him.
Closing time finally came around. No new night guard had been hired during the day, which they were all relieved about.
"Did th' guy quit?" Foxy asked Freddy, who had just come out of the Boss' office.
"Yeah. The Boss is gonna look for a new night guard tomorrow." Freddy said.
"I don't understand why the Boss can't change the programming." Foxy muttered. He had meant to say it to himself, but everyone heard him.
"Actually, I asked him about that." Freddy said, earning three hard stares, waiting for him to continue. "Well, he said that if he was to reprogram us, then it would break something in the way we work, and we would never be the same. If anyone was to mess with any of the programming, then there would be no telling what might go wrong."
"Wouldn't it be better to risk it than to practically send people to their deaths?!" Chica exclaimed. Bonnie crossed his arms.
"I gotta agree." Bonnie said.
"Perhaps, but we don't know just how bad the programming could mess up. What if we malfunctioned and attacked the kids? Its bad enough we attack people during the night, but what if we attacked during the day too? No. It's best if we don't mess with the programming. And we have to be careful to make sure that no one else messes with our programming."
Everyone could see Freddy's logic, and they had to agree, even if they didn't like it.
"At least there isn't anyone here tonight." Freddy said.
"Hey! How about some pizza?" Bonnie asked, coming back to his usual mischievous self.
"Yeah! Okay!" Chica said enthusiastically. It was a nice change of mood, and they were all happy for it. Foxy was still a bit worried, but he decided to shrug it off for now like he had decided that morning. Foxy followed Bonnie and Chica into the kitchen to help them make some pizza, and they all laughed together when Bonnie pranked Chica by covering her with flour.
Freddy was relieved to see that his family was cheering up a bit, and figured that he would join them in making pizza for a change. He smiled, and went to help Chica wash off the flour as Bonnie laughed on the floor. Foxy just sat on the counter and smiled. They all hoped that no matter what happened in the future, they could still remain like this in the end. A happy loving family.
