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A new day. The golden beam of sunshine hit the usual tables and chairs. An employee walked up to the door and unlocked it, walking in. He walked past us and stopped, greeting us.
"Hey guys." The employee put his hand up, waving. "We're getting a lot of complaints," he said, as he grabbed some sort of cleaing supplies. He wasn't dressed like the other employees, if anything he looked like an engineer. He walked up to us, in my direction, and he started cleaning around my face.
"Oh boy... they were right..." He looked back at his now blood-stained cloth. "That can't be right... what happened to ya guys?" He gasped and dropped the cloth, and with his free hand he plugged his nose. "You smell... you smell... that's not even natural!" He stepped back, looking at us with a painted expression of horror. He picked up his cellphone and started dialing a number, then he put it up to his face. "Hello? Yes, I would like to call the rest of our team in to investigate. Also, please tell the boss to delay today's openings, we got stuff to do."
He turned around and headed out the doors. I turned my head to see Bonnie. "Did you hear that?"
"What's wrong with us?" Bonnie asked, crossing his arms. "What was that red stuff that he cleaned off? He had to touch inside of my eye..."
"Yeah, that's pretty weird." Chica added in. "I don't think we did anything wrong."
I crossed my arms too, and I closed my eyes to think. I couldn't think of anything, so I tapped my foot to make my 'brain' work faster. Then, I finally concluded. "I don't think I know either, guys. Troy's smart, I'll go ask him."
Chica looked at me sternly. "Freddy, I thought we went over this. We have to stay away from Foxy. Father said he could be dangerous."
"I know what Father said you you guys," I started. "But he's my friend, and he's pretty lonely."I turned my head to see him.
The animatronic fox stood on his stage, looking back at us. His eye-patch flipped open. I turned back to Bonnie and Chica, waiting for their answers. They only looked at each other, then looked at me suspicously. "Go ahead," they warned. "But if Father punishes you, don't get us involved."
Oh, that's noble of you. I remarked in my head. I quickly paced to Pirate's Cove and said hello to Troy.
"Hey Foxy!" I greeted. He looked happy and willing to greet me back, but he froze.
"Why did you call me that?"
"Uhh... because it's your name?"
The animatronic fox looked at me dead in the eye for a few seconds. "What's your name?"
"Hahahaha! Don't be so silly Foxy. You know my name's Freddy."
The fox looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me. His arms hung by his side, and his jaw dropped. He slowly started to shake his head and he looked down, defeated. "No no no..." He muttered under his robotic breath. "No no no... It can't be... I thought..."
I tilted my head. "You thought what?"
Suddenly, he jumped forward, both of his animatronic paws on my shoulders, he looked me straight in the eye. "Jacob! Your name is Jacob! How can you forget?"
For some reason, that name hurt my head.
"Jacob! I made you promise! I... I..." If it wasn't for the metal wires and plastic eyes, I'm sure he would cry if he were able to. "How are we supposed to stand up to the Marionette if you're going to give up and become his child? I thought you were stronger than that!"
What? I am stronger than that! But what do you mean... I am his child... I'm his faithful-
Click.
It's almost as if I remembered my whole purpose- and I remember it all. The damn thing tricked me! I remember my name, who I am, and my family-
I am Jacob, I am 10 years old and a proud 4th grader! I am not Freddy Fazbear!
"You're right." I muttered. "I'm not. Neither are Chica and Bonnie- They're Ben and Lucy..."
The fox looked up at me with hope. He hugged me. "Thank you, Jacob- You remember, you remember..."
Bonnie and Chica made their way on the stage. "I told you to stay away from him." Bonnie stated, grabbing my arm and pulling me away.
"Father said strictly not to go near him, or he will take away your identity." Chica firmly stated.
"No- You don't understand! He's not... father."
"Sure he is!" Bonnie gave an offended look. He held tighter onto my arm. "He gave us life!"
"So what!" Foxy growled. "You think assigning and engraving someone's spirit on a robot is giving life? It's stealing! We should have transcended by now!"
"We were always like this." Chica argued. "You were lied to, Foxy. Freddy, don't believe in his lies! You were given false memories of your childhood. You are Freddy Fazbear. You know it."
"I need proof." I calmly said.
"Ugh, I didn't think I would have to explain this." Bonnie facepalmed. "Do you think its even possible for spirits to possess robots? Do you even know how crazy that sounds?"
"Well, kinda..."
"Exactly!" Bonnie exclaimed. "It's nuts to think that we were once children, murdered, and forcefully put into these suits. Spirits aren't a thing. Ghosts don't exist. Thats supernatural. You see... God made us who we are, and he gave us our special roles. You are Freddy Fazbear. I am Bonnie the Bunny. Chica is- You know our roles! Why would you even consider that it's something else? It just doesn't make sense!"
Strangely enough, it makes sense. Maybe this whole thing is in my head. "You mean, my past memories of me being a child is just a lie to confuse me?"
"And to make you stray from the path of God." Bonnie finished.
There was a moment of silence between all of us. That's weird, because there's always some sort of background noise.
That's when we got it.
All of us, Chica, Bonnie, Foxy and I all turned around to look at the music box. It stopped playing.
"What do you think that means...?" Chica whispered, looking at me. Bonnie looked at me too, expecting me to lead them. Then I remembered how Father- I mean the Marionette, said that I was to be the leader.
Instead, I looked at Foxy. "What do you think?"
He looked at me with a worried expression. "He's gone. Somewhere." If he was capable, he would have gulped. "He could be anywhere. He could be out of here, too."
We all stood there, looking at each other. Then the most horrible thought came into my head. "He's not out looking his he?"
Foxy tilted his head. "Looking for what?"
I brought my voice down to a whisper. "...Kyle."
Chica and Bonnie both looked at me with worried expressions. "I thought I just told you," Bonnie said in a more aggressive tone. "That never happened."
I got frustrated too. "Never happened? You remember Kyle, don't you! Of course this happened! You remember him because he wasn't stuffed into a suit too! How do you even explain the blood on the cloth?"
Bonnie resorted to yelling. "It wasn't blood! It wasn't anything, ya hear?" We were both yelling. "How many times do I have to say this? We weren't stuffed!"
Foxy and Chica exchanged worried looks, and looked back at me and Bonnie who were fighting. I took a more violent approach. "Never happened huh? Explain this!" I put both of my paws on Bonnie's face, and ripped it off. Only his lower jaw and the back of his head stayed on, but his eyes, snout- everything else came off, with wires snapping. Blood dripped everywhere and a half-destroyed child head came out, hitting the ground, making a splat. Blood trailed up and down Bonnie's body. Two red lights turned on in Bonnie's head, indicating his eyes. Foxy and Chica both gasped, including me. Bonnie's face hung in my paw, but Ben's severed head lied on the ground.
If I was capable of doing this, I would have puked.
Bonnie stared, shocked at whats on the floor. I sensed his emotion of sadness. If he could, he would be crying right now. I realized that I made him remember his past too, but in a more forceful way. I looked back at Chica and Foxy, who were both shocked. I looked back at Bonnie. "I'm sorry..." I tried to reassure.
"Just... shut up." He turned away. I looked at Bonnie's face in my paw. I look back over to Lucy. "Do you remember?"
She nodded solemnly. Troy gave me a sad expression, too. We both knew were were in trouble.
We were all thrown in a back of a truck. Employees were ordered to take us all to a special place to get us cleaned. We also overheard that they were shutting down this building and moving to another one, with new designs. Turns out; we were gonna get scrapped. Another engineer piped up, saying that we could be useful for extra parts for the new designs. Everyone agreed, so we would get kept alive. Sitting in the back of the truck, I looked at the Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria building. Memories of me as a kid walking up the building flooded back. But I saw a weird reflection in the window. I squinted harder so I could see, but I could make out a silhouette of the Marionette- blended in with the reflections. He was there, and he was watching us. He also seemed intent on joining us on our journey.
This is going to be great.
Author Note:
And I'm back! I swear, this is the most active I have ever been on a fic. I feel kinda bad for not updating my 'Midnight Man' Story though.
The reviews are awesome! Thanks! I'm still really glad to hear that people are reading this and they like it. More reviews would be nice so I know I'm not just writing something for nothing.
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