"FREDDY!" shouted the pirate fox. "WHERE ARE YA'?!"
Almost immediately, Toy Freddy peeked around the corner. "Hello, kid! I'm Freddy Fazbear! Who might you be?"
Foxy glared at the doll-like animatronic.
The bear, having "heard" his answer, asked, "Well, kid, would you like to hear a song, just for you?"
"No," Foxy growled. "Where's Freddy?"
Ignoring the pirate, Toy Freddy began to sing a birthday song to the Toreador March. Foxy spun the cartoon character around, ripped a few wires, and shoved him into the wall that hid everything behind it from the camera.
The bear was stiff, and several notes had been distorted. His eyes were cold and black like a shark's.
Foxy left the room arrogantly, leaving Toy Freddy to sing "his special birthday song" in the dim, empty room.
"Foxy!" Toy Bonnie sang sweetly. She didn't even blink when he passed by her. "Why aren't you helping with our criminal problem? Are you being lazy?" The bunny used the same tone she used with children who just wouldn't behave, crossed her arms, and gave a strange glare. She glanced around, ignoring Foxy, who appeared to be half-wanting her to mean him.
Toy Bonnie peeked into the Game Area. There were two animatronics, Toy Foxy/Mangle and BB. Mangle, BB and Mangle's second head all screamed angrily in an unholy way and their eyes flickered black, like a human who had been walked in on in the restrooms. Toy Bonnie didn't seem to notice.
"Hello, BB! Hello, Foxy!" she smiled, batting her "beautiful" eyelashes. "You both look well! Foxy, you need to learn a lesson about teamwork! We need to work as a team to succeed and-" Her voice was cut off with static, not being properly fit for the situation, but after a moment she continued, "-make the children happy!"
Mangle screeched incoherently again, this time simultaneously, with both heads. The radio chip implanted on Mangle's endoskeleton chirped snippets of Christmas carols.
Toy Bonnie, programmed to sing along to all music, began to sing "Jingle Bells" in a discorded voice to match the Endo's warbles, quickly switching between that and "Silent Night". BB hissed in disapproval. It was November.
Mangle hissed. Toy Bonnie continued. Mangle hissed once more. Toy Bonnie answered, "Foxy, dear, I understand that maybe the fact that you're going to miss Chica's pizza whenyou get scrapped, but-"
Mangle launched herself forward, her speech returning a bit but still cut off with screams, landing directly on the blue bunny's face. She shouted about something that sounded like, "IST-NOVENDERANNOTALLKULTERSSLE-BRAKEKIRZTMAZZZZZZZZZ!"
Toy Bonnie wobbled back and forth with the fifty-pound metal doll-fox on its head. Two disharmonized voices yelled at the same time, and Mangle got Toy Bonnie to trip over a carousel of the animatronics.
BB yelped static in surprise, rushing over to the mound of pink and blue on the Chica carousel seat. He tugged at Mangle's arms, but she wasn't letting go of the
When Mangle flew off, she carried a blue, feminine bunny face in between her teeth.
"MAYBE THERE'S MORE TO THE UNIVERSE THAN PIZZA, PUNK," she yelled out.
Jeremy shook the tablet. He wasn't scared of the images randomly appearing everywhere, he just wanted them to stop.
The latest one was a lone, bare endoskeleton, staring straight at him from the vents. It had pointed ears sticking out from the side of its head.
Just in case, he scouted both vents. There was nothing there.
The occasional demonic laughter that echoed in the empty halls seemed louder than ever.
Toy Bonnie reactivated about five minutes later. She looked rather terrifying without a face. Unlike Bonnie, her Endoskeleton was still visible, though it would have been better if it had been yanked off as well. Toy Bonnie had eyelashes and makeup anyway, and the grey color of the metal face didn't look nice with them. The human-like teeth of the endoskeleton made it even more horrendous.
The room was empty, except for BB, who was doing his best to appear OFF.
Toy Bonnie's voice had become warbles and shifting in tones like a child playing the piano, "Foxy, I am so happy to see that you want to play a game! Hide-and-Seek, is it? Well, I'll go count to thirty. One. . . Two. . . Three. . . Zero. . . Fifty. . . Nineteen. . . Eighty-seven. . ."
Mangle, who was hiding behind a table and being a nervous animal, bit down harder on the discarded face and snarled. Then, she veered left into another table and slid off to who-knows-where.
"Jack!"
The Marionette flew into the brown, suited-up bear, dropping its music box in the process. A loud "CHINK" was heard, and the notes became discorded. The heckish puppet glared up at Freddy, not pleased with this turn of events.
"Jack! I overheard Toy Chica mention a bunch of incidents while rambling about madmen. I need you to go to the office and figure out what she meant," he begged.
Why the office? The Marionette hissed, mad at the bear breaking his treasure. It held the musical contraption like a baby bird in its cupped hands.
Freddy explained, "Where else would they keep the records of the pizzeria? Get in there and get out with the files, no more and no less. And no killing the watchman yet!"
Regaining its calm demeanor, The Marionette nodded and started towards the office. At four forty-two, it would be hard to not avenge themselves, mostly since they might need to contemplate their actions. But what would they discover?
The Marionette poked its head around the corner of the office entrance. Jeremy dropped his tablet in fear and it shattered. So much for making it to six.
Mister Night Watchman, I am The Marionette. Normally, I'd kill you at this point, but I'm giving you a pass. There were several incidents in this pizzeria before, and I am simply here to search the files for information on them. Just give me a moment and I'll be off, promised the creature of black.
Jeremy, paralyzed with fear, was silent, but trembled like an earthquake.
The Marionette quickly flew about the room in a ghost-like manner. It snatched up several papers, then rushed out of the room, leaving behind only the squeaking of the strings that held it up and a very baffled Jeremy.