Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, August 15th, 1986, 6:47 PM, EST
Chica clucked happily " Hey, I guess you were right Goldie! They did leave an oil can here for us!" she exclaimed, looking at the golden bear.
The bear smiled "And you doubted me?" asked Goldie, feigning hurt.
Chica laughed, set the oilcan she was holding down, and jumped off the stage. She slowly surveyed the room, her bright pink eyes emitting a soft glow. "Huh, where's Freddy?" She thought out loud, narrowing her eyes.
"Freddy? I haven't seen him recently. But I'll help you look for him." he said, grunting as he pushed himself off the stage to join Chica on the ground.
"You're still stiff?" questioned Chica, watching as Goldie wobbled awkwardly before standing up straight.
Goldie nodded. " I don't know why though, I put a lot of oil on my joints. It didn't help though." he responded.
"Hmm, that's strange. But anyways… lets go see if we can find Freddy. I'll help you walk if you need, I help Foxy all the time, so I' used to it by now." said Chica, offering her arm out to Goldie.
The golden bear waved Chica away. "I'm fine, thank though. Why don't you help Foxy walk with us? Another pair of eyes would help, and I'll call Bonnie over." He suggested.
"Good idea, I'll go do that." said Chica.
The chicken walked away from Golden Freddy, her yellow form disappearing into the darkness. Now alone, Goldie felt strangely vulnerable. Recently, strange things had been happening to him whenever he was away from the others.
Just yesterday, Goldie had thought he had seen a person with purple eyes watching him through the window. The man was cloaked in a dark coat that almost blended with the shadows, and he smiled menacingly at the bear. Not only that, but before that, Goldie had sworn he had seen a ghostly figure walk through the walls of the east hallway. Now, standing alone, just next to the stage, Goldie felt a cold breeze on the back of his neck.
The golden bear whipped his head around and leaped back. "Ha! Gotcha Goldie!" said Bonnie, grinning evilly at the bear.
Goldie released a shaky breath that he didn't realize he was holding. "Jeez Bon, don't scare me like that. What if I had accidently hit you?" He said.
Bonnie shrugged and then cocked his head. "Where is everyone?" he asked.
"Chica is helping Foxy walk over here from Pirate's Cove; they should be back soon. And Freddy…well, we don't know where he is, that's actually why Chica is bringing Foxy over here. Can you help us look for him?" asked the golden bear.
"Sure, I'll help! Where should we look first?" Bonnie said.
"Let's wait for Chica and Foxy to come back before we go anywhere." decided Goldie.
"Ok, sounds good." said Bonnie.
Shortly after Bonnie finished talking, Chica and Foxy appeared from the darkness. Foxy waved at the two males. "Ay laddies! How ye be doing? I heard we be lookin' fer Freddy, right?"
"Yep, are you all ready to go?" he asked the three animatronics.
The three nodded in assent. "Ok, Foxy and I will check the bathrooms, west hall, and main entrance. Bonnie, you and Goldie can check the east hall, storage room, and supply closet. Oh and, can you two also check the basement? I think it's locked, but you might want to check down there anyway." said Chica.
"Alright, that works." said Bonnie.
Chica and Foxy walked towards the bathrooms. Golden Freddy and Bonnie watched them go, and then moved towards the east hall. The only sound they could hear while they walked was the whir of the cameras and the soft clank that sounded whenever the animatronics moved. The darkness inside the pizzeria was a stark contrast to during the daytime, when children ran around and laughed, filling the restaurant with an excited buzz. When in business, the pizzeria was bright and happy. Now, after hours, the pizzeria was solemn and lifeless.
Bonnie and Goldie reached the end of the hallway, and seeing no sign of Freddy, they turned around. "So, do you want to go check the supply closet now?" asked Bonnie.
"Sure." replied Goldie.
While the two males checked the supply closet, (Bonnie found an old Freddy Fazbear plush) Chica and Foxy were busy checking the bathrooms.
"Do you see anything?" asked Chica, opening one of the bathroom stall doors.
"Ay, sorry lass, I haven't found anthin' 'ere. What about yerself?" said Foxy as he checked in another stall.
Chica shook her head and sighed. "How does Freddy always manage to make us worried sick about him?"
Foxy tilted his head and looked at Chica quizzically. "You're worried about 'im lass?" he asked.
Chica hesitated before answering the fox. "Well, of course! He's my friend and I wouldn't want to lose him. I…we've lost a lot already." said the chicken.
Chica didn't say anything else after that, seemingly lost in thought. Meanwhile, Foxy was thoroughly digesting what his female friend had said. He eventually came to the conclusion that he too was nervous for Freddy. "Lass?" Foxy questioned timidly.
Chica looked towards him and motioned for him to speak. "I'm nervous fer 'im as well, but I think he'll be jus' fine. He's a strong lad." said Foxy, suddenly confident.
"I hope you're right, Foxy." said the chicken.
After they had thoroughly searched the bathrooms, the two animatronics made their way towards the main room of the pizzeria. There, Goldie and Bonnie were talking next to the show stage in hushed tones. "Did ye lads find anythin'?" asked Foxy.
Goldie and Bonnie both shook their heads. "Nope, we were waiting for you guys to come back here so we could go down to the basement." stated Goldie.
"Hi guys!" said a voice from behind the four animatronics.
Goldie stared wide-eyed at the speaker. "Freddy! Where were you? We thought something bad happened to you!" exclaimed the golden bear.
"Ah, sorry guys! I was in the basement, and I had a bit of a hard time getting up the stairs." said Freddy sheepishly.
Chica furrowed her eyebrows. "You were in the basement?" she asked skeptically.
Freddy nodded. "Yeah! The mechanic came today and cleaned me up, see?" Freddy said, backing up so the other animatronics could see what he looked like.
"Whoa, you weren't joking!" exclaimed Bonnie, looking at the bear.
Freddy did indeed look a lot better. The numerous stains on his endoskeleton were almost completely gone, and most of the holes on his endoskeleton were stitched up. Compared to the other animatronics, he looked new. Freddy grinned at the astonished expressions on the others' faces. "Pretty sweet, huh?" he asked.
Chica nodded. "You bet! Man, you're really lucky Freddy! Do you think the mechanic will come back tomorrow and fix the rest of us?" she questioned.
"I think so, since he didn't even finish repairing me yet. He also left all of his tools here, so I think he was in a rush to leave. Maybe he was late for supper, or something. Actually, I know he'll come back! Don't worry about it Chica." assured Freddy.
Chica relaxed, but then straightened. "Wait, why did they fix you first Freddy? Shouldn't they have fixed Foxy first, since he's really hurt?" she said.
"I…I don't know, Chica. That would make sense that the mechanic would fix Foxy first." said Freddy.
At this, Foxy's ears drooped. "Maybe they don't want 'ta fix me, since all I be is an old pirate."
"What?! Why wouldn't they fix you? The kids love you, Foxy!" said Bonnie, putting a reassuring hand on Foxy's shoulder.
Foxy smiled. "Thank ye fer yer kindness laddie, but what if I be right, and they don't want 'ta fix me?" questioned Foxy.
Bonnie thought for a moment before responding. "Well, then we'll fix you ourselves!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.
Foxy raised an eyebrow at Bonnie. "How are ye gonna do that?"
"Well, I don't really know, but we'll figure it out!" said Bonnie excitedly.
Meanwhile, Goldie had been thinking about what Chica said. The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed that Freddy was repaired before Foxy was. "Wait, Freddy, did you say that the mechanic left his tools here?" asked Goldie.
Freddy nodded. "Yea, he left them down on the basement floor. I almost tripped over his toolbox!" complained Freddy angrily.
"Huh." said Goldie absently.
Out of all the times the mechanic had visited, only once had he left his tools. And even then, he came back almost immediately to retrieve them.
Goldie suddenly felt a chill go down his back, and he shivered. The golden bear looked behind him for the cause for his unease, yet he saw nothing. He shrugged and turned back to face the other animatronics, who were currently talking about who they thought would be repaired next. Goldie didn't realize the violet eyes watching him from the basement door, or the way they stared at Freddy, a cold glimmer sparkling in their pupils.