Sorry this took a little longer than expected, I'm a college student back at campus from spring break and I'm trying to keep my grades up...and I've been working a little on how I want this book to end (meaning getting the Bite of '87 typed up). Now that Robby remembers...Sam gets to have a little fun, seeing as someone remembers who can talk. But will Chica and Freddy accept their help? Or will they be stubborn and try to figure it out on their own? And what will the two spirits do to poor Jeremy? Guess we'll find out in this chapter!

I own absolutely nothing except for the few OCs in here (the parents).

"Bold" is the Animatronics speech

"Normal" is human speech

"Italic" is memory/thought/phone call

Animatronic Names

Chichi-Toy Chica

Bon-Bon/Bon-Toy Bonnie

Vixen-Mangle (She'll get called that later on...)

Fred-Toy Freddy

*The others are as they should be i.e Bonnie=Old Bonnie*

Chapter 9

"You're Robby?" Freddy asked incredulously as Robby nodded, "Well…somehow that does not surprise me,"

He playfully shoved Robby, making the latter laugh.

"You're protective, borderline over protective, of us," he grinned.

Robby opened his mouth to respond, but he was crushed in an embrace by a certain purple rabbit.

"Bonnie?" Chica asked in surprise as strangled sounds emitted from the rabbit's broken voicebox.

"No," Robby started, looking where the 'eyes' would be on the rabbit's face, "You haven't been Bonnie for a while…have you Sam?"

Sam shook his head and Robby smiled, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"It's good to have you back," Robby told him, making Sam's head tilt up in his version of a smile.

He couldn't wait until that night, then he'd be able to talk to Robby. Robby looked up at the two others in their little family.

"Since Sam couldn't talk, he couldn't tell us what he remembered," he started, "But now that one of us does…I can help you two remember,"

"I want to figure it out on my own," Freddy told him, "I'm so close…"

"Same here," Chica nodded, "I'm not as close, but I'm close…I think,"

Sam and Robby looked at each other before looking at their friends.

"I can give you a hint if you'd like," Robby tried, "It'll help a little,"

The siblings looked at each other before shrugging and turning towards Robby.

"Go ahead," Freddy said.

"You both," Robby started, smiling, "Are siblings. That's why you…"

He looked over at Chica.

"Always lean on him when night comes. You did that in life and you still do it now. You were my sister's best friend and you," he turned to Freddy, "are still my best friend,"

Sam elbowed Robby, ending up catching him in the shoulder instead of the side.

"Ow," Robby deadpanned, "Come on, Sam, you know what I mean,"

If Sam's face was still intact…Robby would have seen him rolling his eyes. But, as luck would have it, Robby sensed it clearly enough.

"So you're my brother?" Chica asked, looking up at Freddy, "I…that actually makes a lot of sense now that I think about it,"

"You're right," Freddy nodded, "I can see it,"

"And you both had an older sister named Sara," Robby continued, "She's in college, I don't know if she found out about you guys' deaths or not,"

There was silence in the Parts and Services room until Chica finally spoke.

"What about your families?" she asked.

"I don't know about Sam's," Robby admitted, "But Mike got away, she probably told everyone about what happened to us,"

"But…" Freddy started, only to get interrupted by a loud bang.

All four spirits froze, going dark as four maintenance members came in, carrying something large and white.

"I'm getting tired of fixing this thing every shift," one growled, "Where do you want it Phil?"

"Just throw it anywhere," another, Phil, sighed, "Boss says we're just to make sure nothing is broken on it then leave it out as a take apart put back together attraction,"

The four men dumped the mess of parts on the floor and walked out, still talking but the four spirits paid them no mind. All four of them stirred as soon as the door shut, Robby getting up and walking to the poor creature laying broken and whining on the floor.

"Vixen?" he asked, kneeling down next to her.

"Go away," the Toy growled, "I not be needin' yer sympathy,"

"What happened to you?" Chica asked, almost horrified.

"Wha's it look like lass?" Vixen snapped before sighing, "Tha lil' 'uns. They like t' take apart everythin' they get their lil' hands on. I don't mind…but tha bigger 'uns…they be getting' tired o' fixin' me,"

Robby put a paw on her head.

"Why don't ye let us help?" he asked, reminding himself to keep in character, "We may not be as good as tha adults, but we can do what we can,"

Vixen turned her gaze on him, slightly wary and slightly hopeful at the same time.

"Why are ye bein' so nice t' me?" she asked.

"Because you were to us," Freddy told her, "You all fixed us up the best you could when we were injured,"

"T'was on tha Capt'n's orders," Vixen sighed.

"Well, we're fixing you on my orders," Freddy growled, "C'mon, guys, let's get her patched up,"

Fixing Vixen took the whole day. The four spirits couldn't restore her to her complete former self, but at least they got it so she could move. The spirits had finally finished, but the Vixen that was before them wasn't the same one that had greeted them upon their reactivation.

"We tried our best, Vixen," Robby told her as she tried to get up, "We're not human, but we gave it our best shot,"

The white fox looked up at him, giving a smile.

"I not be fallin' apart at tha seams, lad," she told him, "Seems ye did a right up good job,"

"But you won't be able to walk," Chica said gently, looking at the twisted set of legs.

"Aye…but I can climb," she grinned, "Thank ye…all o' ye,"

"You helped us, it was about time we repaid that, Vixen," Freddy told her.

She shook her head.

"I not be Vixen anymore," she said, "Not when I be looking like this,"

"Then what should we call you?"

"Call me…" she thought for a moment before replying, "Call me Mangle,"

The clock struck midnight and Sam opened his eyes, sighing in relief that he was able to see. The boy got up off the floor with a smile on his face as he started towards the fox. Robby lay sleeping on the other side of the animatronic, Sam gave a soft snicker as he saw two very faint fox ears sprouting from his friend's red hair. Sam gently shook Robby.

"Robby, wake up," he whispered.

"Nggg…huh?" the eldest spirit murmured, his golden eyes starting to crack open, "Sam?"

"Hey buddy," Sam grinned, "You're awake,"

"Wha's goin' on?" Robby yawned, rubbing his eyes as he sat up, "Why are you talking and human and why is it so cold?"

Sam chuckled, crossing his arms.

"Might want to look at yourself Foxface," he teased, "Nice ears by the way,"

Robby frowned, looking down at himself before blinking incredulously.

"How…?" he asked.

"The heck if I know," Sam shrugged, tugging on his friend's arm, "C'mon, up!"

Robby got to his feet, and Sam nearly died again…but from laughter. Because not only did Robby have those ears…he had a tail too.

"What's so funny?" Robby asked before getting a good look at Sam and grinning, "Heh, nice ears Bunnyboy,"

Sam's red gaze narrowed before he got even.

"Nice tail," he shot back, making Robby turn around, catching a faint flash of red.

"This is so weird…" Robby murmured.

"Tell me about it," Sam shrugged, "C'mon, I want to show you something,"

The two boys started out…well, Sam did. Robby ran smack into a wall, crashing to the ground and rubbing his nose as he lay on his back.

"Ow,"

Sam snickered, picking up his friend.

"I was expecting to go through that," Robby admitted.

"Yeah…we're solid," Sam grinned, "Not so much ghosts anymore. C'mon, I want you to meet Jeremy…but we'll have to get something to cover, well, our additions,"

Robby smirked, shooting a glance at Sam's nearly transparent, purple ears.

"I don't think there's a hat big enough to cover those," he chuckled.

"I'll live with them crushed a bit," Sam shrugged, "Wait here, I'll be right back,"

The air shimmered around him and Sam disappeared, melting into the dark.

"Sam?!" Robby sputtered, "Where…how did you…?"

The air shimmered again and Sam reappeared, holding a baseball cap and a sock cap, he put the latter on his head and handed the former to Robby.

"How'd you do that?" Robby asked.

"Remember these so-called 'powers' we were told we'd get once we remembered?" Sam asked, grinning, "Apparently I can teleport,"

"Ok, I'm officially jealous," Robby growled, jamming the hat over his head, "But what am I gonna do about this?"

The boy's tail flicked slightly before Sam gave a thoughtful hum.

"Maybe you can wrap it around your waist and chest and put your shirt over it?" Sam suggested, "I mean, in winter it would have been better…we coulda got you a coat. But it's June, Robby,"

"All you'll have to do is make sure your shirt is pulled down over that fluffy bunny tail…I'll try," Robby sighed as he walked off, "Just wait up for me ok?"

He came back a few minutes later, looking completely normal except for a slight, barely noticeable bulge around his torso.

"Let's just hope that Jeremy doesn't look too close," Sam started, "C'mon,"

The phone rang and Jeremy sighed, once again ignoring it all.

"Yeah, yeah what is it?" he muttered, checking the cameras.

"Hello, hello!"

"Hi,"

"See? I told you you wouldn't have any problems!"

"Getting a free cardio from all the times those furries came outta hiding? No! No problem at all!" Jeremy snarked, rolling his eyes.

"Did...uh... Did Foxy ever appear in the hallway?"

"No…why?!"

"Probably not. I was just curious. Like I said, he was always my favorite. They tried to remake Foxy, ya know? Uh, they thought the first one was too scary, so they redesigned him to be more kid-friendly and put her in Kid's Cove. To keep the toddlers entertained, you know... But kids these days just can't keep their hands to themselves. The staff literally has to put Foxy back together after every shift. So eventually they stopped trying and left him as some 'take apart and put back together' attraction. Now he's just a mess of parts. I think the employees refer to her as just 'The Mangle.'"

Jeremy flicked the monitor to Kid's Cove, cringing as he saw the mess of animatronic endoskeleton and synthetic fur.

"Poor thing," Jeremy winced, "I don't care for the fluffy monsters…but I feel bad for that one,"

"Uh...Oh, hey, before I go, uh, I wanted to ease your mind about any rumors you might have heard lately. You know how these local stories come and go and seldom mean anything,"

"What stories?" Jeremy asked.

"I can personally assure you that, whatever is going on out there, and however tragic it may be, has nothing to do with our establishment. It's just all rumor and speculation... People trying to make a buck. You know... Uh, our guard during the day has reported nothing unusual. And he's on watch from opening 'til close,"

"Why doesn't that reassure me?" Jeremy asked, turning back to the monitor.

"Okay, well anyway, hang in there and I'll talk to you tomorrow,"

He hung up and Jeremy was just about to put down the monitor…

"BOO!"

Jeremy screeched, falling out of his chair. The sixteen year old sat up, hand to his galloping heart and glared at the laughing ten year old, who looked a little less pale than last night.

"Sorry, Jeremy, couldn't resist," Sam cackled, hanging onto the desk for support.

"Don't ever do that again!" Jeremy snapped, "And why are you still here? I thought you'd be outta here as soon as doors opened!"

"But it's so much fun being here with you and tormenting you a bit," Sam grinned, "Besides, I've got a friend,"

"Friend?"

A hand grabbed onto Jeremy's arm and pulled him up.

"Sorry about him," a new voice said, "Sam's a goofball and likes to be an idiot,"

"HEY!" Sam snapped.

"Well, it's true!" the newcomer snapped back.

Jeremy got a good look at the new kid. He wore a red shirt and jeans with a baseball cap that barely hid the kid's bright red hair. The boy was nearly as tall as Jeremy, but he looked no older than twelve, thirteen at most.

"Hi," Robby started, holding out his hand, "I'm Robby Schmidt, and it seems that you've met Sam already,"

"Jeremy Fitzgerald," Jeremy replied, shaking Robby's hand, "What are you two doing in this madhouse? It's dangerous here…at night…when we're closed,"

"We kinda got locked in," Sam lied, "I remembered you were here, so I told Robby we could come see you,"

"How'd you get past all of them?"

"Them what?" Robby asked.

"Those furballs," Jeremy growled, "They've been coming in here and trying to catch me for the past three nights. I'm too quick apparently,"

"Apparently," Robby nodded, "Well, it was nice meeting you, Jeremy, but we have to go…"

"What? No!" Jeremy sputtered, "You two are not leaving my sight until I get you both back to your parents. You can stay in the room behind me until six a.m, you should be ok there,"

Robby and Sam looked at each other before sighing and heading into the room.

As soon as Jeremy shut the door, Robby turned to Sam.

"You can just teleport out," he started, "But how the heck am I supposed to get out of here?"

"Maybe I can get one of the others to distract him?" Sam reasoned, "Then you make a break for it,"

"They won't hurt him…right?"

"No," Sam shook his head, "All they want to do is say hi. I heard Fred talking about it with Ma…Freddy,"

He gave a low growl, closing his eyes.

"We have to get him and Amanda to remember," he sighed, "I don't like calling them names that don't belong to them,"

His form flickered, the air shimmering around him and Sam disappeared. Robby got to his feet, looking out the peep hole in the door. He saw Jeremy checking the cameras and shining his flashlight down the hallway. Suddenly Jeremy froze as something was illuminated in the hallway.

The guard quickly grabbed the bear mask laying on the desk and slipped it on his head. Robby quietly opened the door and stepped out, closing it behind him quietly. The boy got into sprinting position, he was going to make a break for it…

A surge of power rushed through him as Robby sprang into action, sprinting down the hall. The boy moved so fast that Jeremy didn't even see him. Robby turned the corner and bowled over Sam, knocking the younger spirit's hat off.

"Ow," the boy moaned as Robby got up.

"Sorry, Sam," Robby apologized, helping him up, "Didn't see you,"

"You didn't see me?" Sam sputtered, "I couldn't even see you! Huh…I think I know what your power is,"

"What?"

"Either you're invisible…or you run at super speed," Sam said, looking behind Robby's shoulder, "How long ago did you start running?"

"A few seconds, why?"

"You're at the show stage, Robby…you ran across the building in a few seconds!"

Robby gave an incredulous laugh before closing his eyes.

"Well, Mama, Mike…I'm finally fast enough," he thought before looking back at Sam, "Why don't we get back…race ya?"

"You're on!" Sam grinned.

Robby turned back around and sprinted off, making it to the Parts and Services room just as Sam finished materializing.

"Tie," he grinned as he opened the door, letting Robby walk in first.

The older boy rolled his eyes…right as he was ambushed from behind with a hug given by two slightly chubby, creamy arms.

"Hi Robby, hi Sam," came a soft female voice, "Guess who's back!"

Robby turned around to face Amanda, who, like he and Sam, had bits and pieces of her host shell on her as well…namely a few feathers in her hair as well as some tail feathers.

"It's good to have you back, Mandy!" Sam grinned as Amanda hugged him too.

"Is Matt…?" Robby started, looking at the slumped over bear with Amanda's shell leaning against it.

Amanda's violet eyes dimmed slightly as she shook her head.

"No," she sighed, "Not yet anyway. I can feel that he's almost got it. He remembered my name, and Mom and Dad and Sara…but his keeps getting away from him,"

"Guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow," Sam shrugged.

Unknown to the four spirits, they were being watched. The Marionette slunk back towards the Prize Corner unseen from the Parts and Services room.

"Those four are coming to sooner than I anticipated," it murmured, climbing back into its box, "Two have figured out their gifts not long after meeting the guard. The third could possibly do the same…and once they all remember their past lives and have their powers realized…I have no power over them,"

Its fists clenched and its frame shook within the box as the clock struck six.

"Tonight…the guard will die,"

So Robby and Sam go at it, we found out that the spirits are the ones who 'fixed' Vixen, turning her into Mangle (they tried their best!), Sam nearly gives Jeremy a heart attack, Robby figured out what his power is, Amanda remembered and we find out the Marionette wants poor Jeremy dead. Wow, next chapter's gonna be fun, isn't it? I'll get to work, but I make no promises that it'll be done tomorrow.

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.