Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, August 27th, 1986, 3:02 PM, EST
"Stupid latch." said an angry male voice.
The purple-eyed male was eyeing the back of Freddy Fazbear's control panel with disdain. He had carefully planned out his entire day to "fix" the animatronic bear, and now he had to deal with a stubborn latch. Swearing under his breath, the man grabbed a mini crowbar from his tool kit. He shoved it into the tiny opening on Freddy's control panel and pulled it down. The cover finally popped off, and the male had a full view of Freddy's main AI. The control panel was located inside Freddy's endoskeleton head, where it functioned to control the rest of the animatronic through the numerous wires that ran throughout Freddy's entire body.
The purple-eyed male let out a sigh of relief. Everything in Freddy's main AI seemed to be in order. Now, all the man had to do was tweak a few wires and add a couple of extra chips and he'd be golden. As careful as the man was with the animatronic, he actually truly hated those wretched old robots. They terrified him with their blank stares and random twitching. In fact, the man thought that it was very possible that those animatronics were possessed by the five children who went missing at the pizzeria. He swore that he had seen them looking at him, their plastic eyes turning pitch black. The only light that emitted from them was from their eerie white pupils. They came closer, and closer, and closer…
The man shook his head to rid himself from the disturbing thoughts. He did have a plan to carry out, and he couldn't afford to mess it up now. The purple-eyed man resumed his work again, a newfound determination fueling him on.
It was more than two hours later when the "mechanic" finished his work. The man quickly packed up his things and waited for the sound of the cars of the day shift employees. Once the cars had left, the man darted up the basement stairs, taking two steps at a time. He made sure to leave the basement door ajar so that Freddy could get out once he switched over to free roam mode (the man knew from experience that the animatronics had trouble doing tasks that required fine-tuned movements).
Once he reached the front doors, he looked over his shoulder for anything unusual. Seeing nothing, the male walked outside to his bike. The bicycle was a dark purple road-bike that was old, yet had served him well over the years. He threw his leg over the seat and hopped on. There was a slight breeze that ruffled the man's light blond hair. His unnaturally pale skin was mostly hidden by his navy sweatshirt and faded blue jeans. Luckily, today it was cloudy, so the man wouldn't have to worry about wearing his sunglasses (he wore them anyway). With that, the man back-heeled his bike's kickstand and peddled off.
Foxy sighed and rested his muzzle on the top of the out of order sign that officially declared that he, Foxy the Pirate Fox, was decommissioned. The pirate felt upset, and didn't feel like talking to anyone. Even Chica and Bonnie couldn't cheer him up. Freddy didn't help either. The bear couldn't help but flaunt his upgrades and although he didn't mean it, this display made Foxy feel even worse. "Foxy?" said a female voice hesitantly.
The fox didn't reply. He just couldn't muster up the energy to answer Chica. Foxy heard the female walk towards him and pretended he didn't hear her when she called out to him a second time. Soon enough, the chicken reached pirate's cove and was standing only a few inches from where Foxy was sitting. "I know your can hear me Foxy." She said angrily.
At first, Chica was angry when the fox didn't respond to her. However, when the male lifted his head and looked at Chica, the female's anger instantly vanished. "S-sorry lass." whimpered Foxy, turning his head quickly so that Chica wouldn't see the tears in his eyes fall down his face.
Chica gently took Foxy's muzzle into her hands and turned the fox toward her. "Hey, you don't have to hide from me; it's ok the cry."
Foxy sniffed and desperately tried to stop his tears from flowing, yet they ended up spilling out anyway. Once they started, Foxy was helpless to do anything but watch Chica's reaction as he sobbed. Her bright pink eyes were full of concern and worry for her friend. The chicken suddenly leaned forward and hugged the fox. Foxy buried his head into Chica's shoulder and cried softly. Slowly, Foxy's tears subsided, and he lifted his head up. His eyes shined with childlike innocence and pain. "I-I miss my m-mommy." said the Fox, his voice raspy.
Chica took his hands. "I miss my mom too." she said, looking the pirate fox.
Foxy reached out and wiped off Chica's cheek. Oil coated his finger; the chicken had been crying as well. Chica laughed lightly. "Huh, I guess I must've let a few tears slip out." she said sheepishly.
"Chica, I haven't told any of ye yet, but I've- I've been blacking out a lot. I keep on fergettin' all of yer names and I be fergettin what's going on a lot. Sometimes, I glitch out and I feel me joints and me bolts move out of place. I keep seein' a man with purple eyes lookin' at me too, and..." Foxy said, trailing off.
Chica looked worriedly at the fox. "How long has this been going on?" she asked.
Foxy didn't meet her eyes. "Fer a few months." he said shamefully.
Chica's eyes widened in surprise. "And you didn't tell us?!" She exclaimed angrily.
Foxy winced at the anger in her voice. "I be truly sorry lassie, but I didn't want ye to worry about me."
Chica exhaled heavily. "I'm not mad at you Foxy, but I'm just scared. What if you get hurt?"
Foxy looked different down at his feet. "I don't know what ta do lass." he said.
Chica put a reassuring hand on Foxy's shoulder. "Whatever happens, we'll figure it out together, okay?"
Foxy nodded and forced a smile. "Okay lass."
Nearby, Freddy was watching the two animatronics talk. He didn't really want to be rude and interrupt their conversation, so he stayed to the side in the west hallway, out of sight. "Poor Foxy." the bear said under his breath.
It pained him to see Foxy suffer so much. The pain was worsened because Freddy knew that he was the reason for the Fox's pain. If he wasn't here, the mechanic might have fixed the fox by now. However, since Freddy was the main attraction, the mechanic fixed him first. His brown ears drooped and he frowned. Unable to watch any longer, the bear turned away from the pair and started towards the office. "Hey Fred, you ok?" Bonnie said as he stepped out from the shadows.
Freddy flinched and looked up. "Bonnie? How long were you there?"
The red-eyed male shrugged. "Long enough to hear about what's happening to Foxy and see that you feel guilty about it. Sorry if I startled you." said the purple bunny as he walked over to the bear.
"It's fine." replied Freddy curtly.
"Freddy, don't blame yourself for what happened to Foxy, it isn't your fault."
Freddy shuffled awkwardly. "But I just... I don't know. I feel like it is."
Bonnie moved forward and placed his hand on the bear's shoulder. "Hey, come on, you don't need to feel guilty, you didn't hurt Foxy." said the rabbit seriously.
Freddy sighed. "You're not the only one who's said that to me. I know that, but still, if I wasn't here, then Foxy would have been fixed."
"Freddy, you-"
"Stop!" The bear suddenly snarled, cutting off the rabbit.
Freddy stepped towards Bonnie "I don't need your pity Bonnie. Go away… I hate you!" The bear said exclaimed.
Bonnie's eyes widened in surprise. Freddy had never been that mean to anyone. Sure, he was a little bossy at times, but he was never that aggressive. "W-what?" The rabbit said shakily, suddenly scared of the bear.
"I. Don't. Need. Your. Sympathy." Freddy seethed, his voice low.
Bonnie was confused and terrified. Freddy suddenly seemed to melt into the shadows, his eyes turning white. A vicious grin overtook his face, his teeth became sharp and pointed. This isn't the Freddy I know, thought Bonnie. The shadowy figure reached forward and...
Disappeared.
Freddy cocked his head to the side. "Bonnie, were you listening? I said that although it's nice of you to try and cheer me up, but I really just need some time to myself."
The bear was now completely back to normal. Bonnie shook his head forcefully and then sighed. Well, that was strange, he thought, "Sorry Freddy, I've just been a bit spacey today. I didn't sleep so well last night."
Freddy smiled softly. "I understand; just try to rest up, ok? You look pretty tired."
"Ok, I will."
As Freddy passed by Bonnie, the rabbit did something unexpected: he reached out and hugged him. Freddy, after a moment of hesitation, hugged him back.
"Don't worry Freddy, Foxy will be just fine."
"Ok, thanks... Bon."
"No problem Fred." replied Bonnie.
As Freddy walked down the hall and away from the bunny, Bonnie couldn't help but feel uneasy about what he saw earlier.
What if that wasn't my imagination?