AN:

This chap gave me a bit of a hard time ha. Lots of dialog in this one but no warnings or cautions. Also, I think I may have accidentally called Fritz Felix in one of the last chapters my bad! In my mind's eye I see Fritz kind of looking like and definitely acting a lot like Fix It Felix from Wreck it Ralph so I must have just typed out Felix and somehow didn't catch it. Its Fritz though I promise. Other characters will be integrated soon! Promise you won't be waiting much longer for Toy Chica.

Enjoy ^^

Be Freddy

Your eyes struggle to open they're heavy and a little crusty but you feel like you've been out a while and that you should really wake up. But oh you're so warm wedged in between two heaters.

"He must be in pain..." you hear Bonnie's voice and feel a hand run through your hair scratching a little behind your ear making your barely opened eyes slip shut again.

"We'll give him more of that stuff Mangle gave us when he wakes up. He's bound to be getting hungry so I'm sure he'll be up soon."

You have to agree with Goldie you could really go for something but man your mouth hurts. You can feel Bonnie nod to him and you try to open your eyes again actually succeeding this time. You should say something so they know you're up.

"Food?"

Oh how intelligent of you, Freddy. Doesn't help that you sound like a two year old and that you drool a bit as you speak. Your tongue naturally plays with the new teeth you have running over their sharp tips. Bonnie jumps a bit releasing you enough to look down at you.

"Yes food, you hungry love? I know they didn't feed you and who knows how long they had you. Don't know what you'll be able to handle but we will get you something. Think you can walk?"

You nod to him it was your teeth worked on not your legs. He slides out of the bed letting you wiggle out of Goldie's gentle hold and onto the floor. You stand and oh boy the room starts spinning making you fall forward into him for support. He holds your shoulders while Goldie's hands steady your hips til you can stand on your own. They move away from you and you nearly fall on your face when you go to take that first step. The pain in your head is annoyingly disorienting. Goldie catches you and scoops you up carrying you out of the room making you grumble in discontent.

"Please deal dearest. You can't walk on your own just yet. Mangle pumped you full of we don't even know what to try and combat the pain he said it might disorient you a bit especially when it begins to wear off."

Oh now they tell you. With a sigh you hide your face in his neck the darkness helps with the headache as you all head topside. You hear a gasp of your name and the patter of little feet.

"Is he ok? I have soup think he can handle that?" Chica flits about your twin trying to see you so you lift your head and look at her. She bites her lower lip her lavender eyes filled with worry, "you're so swollen, Freddy...think you can handle some soup? You've gotta be starving but I'm sure you don't even wanna try to chew."

You nod to her as best you can but the motion makes you groan as a pang of pain pierces your skull again. Goldie moves you to one of the tables used by guests when they come making sure you can sit up alright.

"I'm fine little bro," God you sound stupid! Just that little sentence results in drool down your chin making you extremely aggravated. Thankfully though he says nothing about it just nods and sits across from you while Bonnie comes to sit beside you. Chica shows up with a bowl, spoon and pills she states are from Mangle that will help your pain. You just hope you can at least feed yourself.

Amazingly, eating goes well and with minimal mess. Plus, you only have to growl once when Goldie decides to poke fun asking if he should flag Chica down for a bib, but you know he's just trying to lighten the mood. You just kick him in the shin under the table making both your lovers laugh though he does wince a little much to your satisfaction. Bernard and Fredrick are on the stage you can see them practicing Bernard looking increasingly flustered with his bass while Fredrick helps him singing whichever portion of the song he's working on repeatedly. He's very patient with the young rabbit who is a little less so with himself. Bonnie gives a chuckle and a gentle squeeze of your hand before getting up and going to them. You both watch him go backstage coming back with his own bass and sitting with the children. You love watching him work and soon the sound of the two instruments lines up perfectly making Bernard's eyes light up in joy.

"He's getting better. Think Fredrick likes helping him."

You go to answer your twin but a pang in your gums stops you instead you look around the table giving a snap when you see the pen provided for people who come to eat. You grab a napkin and said pen scribbling your response.

'Yeah he does. Think there might be some crushing happening between those two.'

He laughs at that and nods in agreement just as the door bell chimes. You both pale and everyone goes silent. Mike, Jeremy, and Fritz are all here already so who's here at 10 PM?

Be Mark

You leave the hospital visiting hours are over now and she hasn't even stirred. The monitors she needs to live cost a mint meaning despite how terrifying it might be you need to try and go to work at this second job. You need every cent. The drive is uneventful fifteen minutes feel like an eternity but soon you're pulling in at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, best pizza of Hell's inner ring. Its only 10 you're two hours early but maybe you can do something to keep you safe from the characters your sister loves so much. Maybe you can find that guy from last night assuming he was real and if he was real assuming he's still alive. That little shred of hope is intoxicating. You haven't been able to interact with other people other than Angel in a long time your main job as a book keeper means you're stuck in a back room all day every day. With a slam of your car door you put on your security hat and go up to the front door with a bit more pep in your step you don't even notice there are lights on inside.

Be Chica

The sudden silence kind of alarms you. Just a second ago Bonnie and Bernard were playing, Fredrick was singing, Freddy and Goldie were laughing what happened? You peek out of the kitchen and see everyone just staring at the door. You come out wings fluttering in confusion eyes falling on a dark haired newcomer in square glasses. Your eyes widen flicking to the stage. Bonnie is blocking the children from view but they're trying to look around him to see the stranger. Thinking you haven't been spotted you scramble as silently as you can backstage.

"Bernard, Fredrick come here...slowly. We don't know who he is or how he'll react. None of us want you to get hurt."

They nod walking to you as carefully as they can in Bonnie's shadow. Bernard is shaking looking back at the older rabbit every few seconds before they get to you.

"It's ok...we'll figure this out. Come on let's find Mike and Jeremy I think they're in the service room."

They nod again Bernard looking back to his 'brother' one more time before reaching out to hold onto Fredrick's sleeve and following you to the service room. Under the cover of shadows there's no way you're seen as you slip behind the door. Mike and Jeremy look at you with confused eyes even Fritz looks up to you from whatever that is that he's working on. Looks like a toy version of your suit huh weird oh well you'll ask him about it later right now the others could be in trouble.

"There's someone here."

That's all they need to hear to be leading you back to the front guarding you like a human wall. You look back to the stage seeing the curtain drawn its safe for the kids to go down.

"Kids, listen to me ok. Go down, Bonnie drew the curtain so go down you'll be safe there let the adults handle this."

The looks they give you scream their discontent but with one sharp look they quickly obey all but running to the stage. Within seconds you hear the very soft thunk of the door being closed and release a breath. They're safe. Now you can get a better look at the newcomer. Despite your suit being a chicken you are actually infused with a hawk of sorts so your eyes are the best here at the expense of your wings. For some reason they never grew all the way so they're tiny and you can't fly with them. He wears a really old security uniform one that isn't in service anymore one that attracts violent attention from the suits at night. Oh no wonder he's here he's the big guy's newest orgasm. You swear the head of this place gets off to the deaths of the many security guards that come desperately looking for work. They're usually illegals though, it makes the mess easier to clean up when nobody knows they existed in the first place. Poor guy. He gets the suits and the freak show tonight.

"Little early don't you think?"

Mike's voice is slightly stern but you know he's just trying to protect you all. You look around at your companions, Goldie's standing protectively in front of Freddy and Bonnie ears back and growling low in his chest, always was the wary type. Foxy and Mangle stand together by Pirate Cove ears pinned and tails slightly poofed. Foxy bares his teeth while Mangle looks stoic as ever but stands ever so slightly in front of his partner shielding him. This is bad this is a bomb waiting to go off. They're all scared and four of the six of you all can really do some damage when they want to. Any one of the four of them could kill this guy without breaking even a slight sweat if their animal counterpart was to take hold. And by the looks of it it will be Goldie to give control to the bear first. That's bad very very bad. Come on Mike defuse the situation let them know nobody's in danger.

"Umm...Well the suits ummm kind of tried to kill me last night so I figured I'd come early and look around. You know see if there's a way to protect myself from them. I didn't know people would still be here, I'm sorry."

Freddy seems to be trying to leave his brother and Bonnie but Goldie's having none of it going so far as to turn his damn near feral growl on his twin who looks at him with pleading blues. Wait...Freddy what if he went topside last night and that's how the whitecoats got to him. He's been increasingly agitated with the deaths as of late, he stands by this place being a safe place for all to have fun. It would make sense that he would try to save the next poor soul on the offering table. Does he know this guy?

"Psst, Goldie, let him go I think he knows him."

He looks skeptical at you but Freddy nods and tries to talk though he's not exactly understandable you wonder if he notices nobody can catch what he's saying. Based on his look of frustration he gives your blank looks you think he finally caught on and grabs a napkin instead scribbling something on it and showing it to Goldie and Bonnie. Their ears go up in surprise and they go with him to the newcomer helping him when he stumbles every so often, but staying a cautious distance from the new dark haired man in front of them when they make it that far.

Be Freddy

Its him. The night watchman from last night. Why the hell did he come back? He damn near died! He stares at you all like he just saw a room full of ghosts eyes flicking from you three, to the foxes, to Chica, to the actual normal people, and back. You wave a hand in front of his face scribbling on one of your napkins since apparently you can't actually be understood like you thought.

'Why on earth did you come back!? I can't run around every night tackling my suit for you. Was damn near toast last night!'

"I-I had to my sister...she fell into a coma I need the money." Amazingly he doesn't seem disturbed by your ears he just looks at them eyes scanning your head as if looking for a band. You wiggle them to answer his question.

'They're real. All of our animal features are.'

Now he looks shocked. Bonnie lets his large ears fall then raise back up a couple times as if to make a point and he pales looking around the room. Everyone moves their ears, tails, wings whatever they have to offer him before he looks back to you.

"You're the glowy eyed guy from last night. So i didn't hallucinate that?"

'If you did you would've died on your way out.'

"True...so ummm why are you all part animal?...Oh wait that's rude! Umm I'm Mark night watch."

You smile at him trying to laugh but it comes out kind of strained and it hurts your head you just go back to writing instead.

'I'm Freddy, my mirror image is Goldie, the bunny's Bonnie, the red fox is Foxy, the white one is Mangle, the lovely lady is Chica, the blond human is Jeremy, dark haired human is Mike, and the red head is Fritz.'

He nods looking kind of bewildered but doesn't say anymore on the subject.

"No offence but you were talking last night what's up now?"

You pause before writing out, 'dental work kind of having a hard time with that right now.'

His mouth forms a perfect O and he gives an understanding nod before jumping a bit. You look around seeing that Foxy, Mangle, and Chica have apparently dropped fear for curiosity coming closer with caution. You scribble again and tap his shoulder.

'They won't hurt you. But pardon them after hours the only people we see don't mean well for us other than Jeremy, Mike, and Fritz. They're just scared.'

He nods looking around at them taking a step forward but an all out snarl from your twin freezes him in place. He must be too close to you for his liking you quickly turn placing your hands on his shoulders to comfort him. He's terrified after what happened today. You pull him close rubbing circles into his back his anxiety can't take this.

"Let them come to you. You don't want to spook them especially Mangle...He's been through a lot and if he thinks you're a threat the suits are the least of your worries tonight. They call him Mangle for a reason."

Bonnie's words seem to shake him up a bit eyes landing on the white fox then darting back to you and Goldie who starts to growl at him his chest vibrating against yours.

"Goldie's very wary of adults...don't take it personally he still growls at Jeremy when he moves too fast around him and he's been here forever," Bonnie turns from him to look back at you two reaching out to run a hand through Goldie's hair. "Shh, it's ok. He's not gonna hurt us and if he does well I give you permission to do a million times worst to him than what the suits could ever do, and I know you can."

Bonnie's smile is terrifying but Goldie nods and his growling stops.

"I...understand," the night watch is shaking now and you hear fast steps almost a slow jog one regular foot one obviously metal, Foxy.

"HI! I remember you from the party you had the girl in the wheelchair! Oh we're gonna be the best of friends! Foxy you hunk of pirate junk you best stay on that ship and not hurt him I like this one! Let me have nice things you hear me! Freddy keep your suit in line ok." He all out cackles and you swear the man he's hugging looks like he's gonna die watching the other fox behind his attacker glaring at him with cold ruby eyes. But Foxy's tail is going a million miles an hour so you know Mangle won't do anything.

"Freddy we have to keep him safe his sister -," you raise your hand to cut him off releasing Goldie who seems to have calmed a little.

"We know, Foxy, we know we'll do all we can," thank you, Chica. This not being able to talk thing is gonna get real annoying real fast.

"Goldie maybe your little toys can help!" Everyone turns to your twin now. He's a technological and programming genius but he doesn't let anybody know it. In a good half of you are geniuses of sorts. He wired the doors of the security room in the old location to stay shut at all times until opened from the inside without causing the power to go out, until they were physically taken out by the whitecoats, with the help of his "toys." He calls them Tech Mates and they're basically pocket sized super computers with their own AI individually designed for each person's comprehension and attention levels. He's working on individual ones for all of you but hasn't had much energy to do so.

"Perhaps they could...I could probably tweak the door to stay closed without blowing the generator that's not a hard thing to do so long as the door stays present this time. As for the vents..." He pulls a bright green and dusty gold cube from his pocket it fits right in his palm and is decorated with a little, kind of distressed looking, bunny face. "Spring, think we can pull some kind of magic trick with the vents?"

Mark looks confused raising an eyebrow at your twin and the cube in his hand. But a deep, obviously robotic, but still human sounding voice makes him jump a good three feet. You can't help but laugh. Spring always freaks people out even if they've seen him before. Goldie always keeps him safe on his person somewhere. He always seemed kind of attached to him like he was fashioned after someone very important to him, but you never pushed the topic if he wants to talk about it he will.

"Of course. Though I still recommend placing a cover over them in the event that Bonnie and or Chica figure out our illusion. Take me to where you need this magic. I can instruct a couple of the others to project solid holograms where you need them."

"Thanks, Spring. Didn't figure it'd be too hard."

Without so much as glancing at the rest of you he heads off to the security room perching Spring on his shoulder. He's in the zone now he only ever ignores the rest of you when he has so many ideas in his head he can't spare the brain power. You wave your hand to get everyone to follow.

"God this tech is fucking prehistoric." You all stand in the doorway watching Goldie flick through the cameras on the tablet provided before he chucks it not caring where it lands and pulls out another cube. He sets it on the desk poking a button and giving a flick above it. Mark gasps beside you as holograms of every camera are displayed in perfect detail around him. "Why waste precious seconds flicking through cameras? If someone moves while you're looking elsewhere you could be dead before you notice they did. Holograms are also see through so if for some reason the door wiring fails, which it won't by the way, you can still see through them to see anyone right outside and quickly put the mask on, AND still see your cameras. Holograms aren't that hard its just a matter of -," he falls into overly techy talk that only Fritz and Foxy could even hope to understand.

"Goldie!" Bonnie's voice makes his jaw shut with a click.

"Sorry...you don't understand nor do you care I'm sure," he chuckles face lighting up in an embarrassed blush. "Anyway all you need to know is that it works and that I will check it all every night to make sure it keeps working."

Mark looks visibly comforted by this.

"Goldie, I have instructed the others as you requested." Spring's gold bunny symbol appears on a separate screen dispersing the cameras a little and its just now you notice he's absent.

"Good, good but before we do that we need to fool the big guy," he points to a camera that Mark never would have noticed right in his office. "He watches each nightly recording we swear he gets off on death, panic, and torture. It's sick but if he sees I've tampered with another one of his security rooms I'm afraid that door will be missing tomorrow and you'll have an extra not friendly friend in here ensuring that you're Foxy chow by the end of the night. That being said we need to...fake the night. Everyone can walk about in their suits for a few minutes or something and I'll edit the video to make it look like the night went this way. All we need to do is fake a suit or three managing to get into the room and you throwing your mask on a few times flicking through that piece of shit, which I hopefully didn't break in my disbelief, all paniced and we can integrate it into the footage. He doesn't watch the videos til the next day. Trust me I used to be in his office at all times...his play thing if you will...before he tossed me to the wolves..."

He spaces a little looking depressed before he twitches his entire body shivering a little before he's composed again. Weird it took forever for him to tell you all that. Perhaps he just doesn't want Mark to actually freak out tonight.

His eyes flick around to you all, "well go...we're losing time guys."

Everyone gives sheepish 'oh's' before running off to their suits. Your job is pretty easy since Freddy doesn't move much. You just stand there for most of it. Bonnie and Chica flit about the most of course and you turn every here and there to look at the camera and laugh every so often until you're all almost done. Then you leave your place hearing Mark begin to freak a little he's very convincing. You creep toward the door seeing him throw his mask on and go limp so you observe for a moment before leaving. You all make your rounds a few times getting probably way too into it until about 11 when Goldie deems there to be enough footage even Foxy got a turn to sprint at the door and bang on it.

"Looks good everyone," Goldie flicks through his screens making sure everything looks good before clicking the button on the silver and red tech mate on the desk making all the screens disappear. "Alright, Liz you and Patty know what to do, give me some solid metal holograms in the vents. Stick to the tops so if they go through anyway you don't get damaged." He talks to the little cubes like they're friends making Mark look to you with a questioning look in his eyes. You shrug to him scribbling on your napkins again.

'He lived topside by himself for a really long time. Those little things were his only company. He names and fashions most of them after some of the other experiments who were terminated after we were somewhat successful. I remember Liz and Patty, Elizabeth and Patricia were their full names, from when we lived in the Institution. They were fox hybrids used as prototypes for Mangle and Foxy they died during a speed test. Electrocuted. They lived in the cages next to mine. Treated me like their own they were sweet.'

He looks horrified but he doesn't press for details noting the sad look in your eyes.

"Roger Dodger over under!" Two happy female voices come through in unison as he shimmies into each vent placing one of them into each before coming back out.

"Alright, Foxy, we need a couple of those sheet metal pieces with the tiny holes drilled in, the drill, and those like ultra heavy duty screws. I'd weld the suckers on but that's too noticeable if I screw them on I can remove them come morning and hide the holes. Nobody will be none the wiser. These were never covered. Spring, can you go ahead and run that hacking program? Need to hack into the big guy's camera feed so I can alter shit."

"Of course I am on it." A screen appears again above the desk from Spring this time and a huge garbled mess of coding starts scrolling.

"Whoa, dude that should not still be so cool to me. I love these little things," Foxy gives Spring an endearing pat before dumping the metal and other tools on the floor next to one of the vents setting to work on covering it while Goldie disappears again probably to work on the generator and door. Your teeth pang at the sound of the drill making you flinch away out the door for a while. You try to take deep breathes trying to steady yourself when you feel hands rubbing your back.

"Drill get to you?"

You nod at Goldie's voice and he waits with you til the whirling stops.

"Alright! All fixed up! Is the door working?" Foxy pokes his head out at the both of you Mark is sitting at the desk behind him staring at the work Spring is doing in fascination.

"Yes it's all fixed up ready to go."

"Well we still have a little bit of time and I'm starved. Hey, Mark!" He looks at you all with a start and cocks his head in question. "Want pizza? Chica's pizza's the best."

"S-Sure," he clears his throat trying not to sound so frightened, "sure that sounds awesome."

Foxy smiles and grabs his arm tugging him out the door, passed you, and to the others by the stage. They finish positioning everyone in their proper places for the night and for once you all eat in peace. For once you know that this man will be alive in the morning and will return to his sister.

Be Mark

The night goes smoothly. Goldie left you a tech mate and a threat of if any damage or disrespect was given to her he'd stuff you in a suit himself. Oh you heard that loud and clear. Her name is Sally. She's multicolored with each of her cube edges painted to look like stitches and a pink cat face that is smiling at you. Apparently she loved Nightmare Before X-Mas and pink before she was kidnapped and altered into a cat hybrid that went horridly wrong. It's still odd to you that these cubes represent people who have departed to the blond bear. The cameras are all projected in front of you from her and true to his word its now 5 am and the door still hasn't opened. You've heard everyone wandering about but they almost don't seem to even know you're here or they just don't care.

"I hope she likes this. Foxy's much better at sewing than me but he taught me pretty well I want to think."

They all insisted on taking turns being with you over Sally. You have one earphone in listening to Chica as she sews an outfit for Angel. It's a pink dress, her favorite color, in the same shade as her favorite bow, with a little white apron decorated with a small bear head in one of the lower corners, and even a little felt Freddy head pin that she can stick somewhere.

"She'll love it," you assure her in a bare whisper as to not attract attention. You haven't really been speaking with any of them. Foxy played a game of co-op Fruit Ninja with you and Bonnie played his bass for you wanting to practice a bit. You enjoyed listening to him. Everyone else has just watched shows with you in silence but it was comfortable as if you were on the couch with them. But Chica insisted on making something for your sister while Say Yes to the Dress plays in the back. Amazingly you don't mind watching the woman's show heck some of the dresses are even really pretty and you nod with her when she comments one her hand doing stitches practically on auto pilot. Before you know it you hear the bang of a grandfather clock near her. You look at the clock in the corner of the screen, 6:00. Huh well that was easy.

"Horray, you made it. Glad to see everything worked out well." She gives you a warm smile that reminds you of a mother, "you better get going. You probably need some sleep before your next job."

You nod to her and open the door. Everyone is right where they should be and the sun is just barely dusting the sky in warm colors out the windows.

"Well...I'll see you tonight, Chica. Give everyone my thanks would you?"

She nods and you can see her wings flutter on her back. You're amazed that it doesn't weird you out, after you got over the initial shock the hybrid thing doesn't bother you in the slightest honestly. You turn off Sally with a good bye and a thank you leaving her right where she is as instructed before heading out the doors locking them behind you. It doesn't take long at all to get home and it takes even less time to fall asleep until noon when you need to wake again to head out.

Your job as a book keeper takes very little brain power honestly and soon you're lost in thoughts of the hybrids back at the pizzeria. You wonder how people can get away with those things. Mike and Jeremy told you not to say a word to the police as it would result in the immediate termination of all of them to cover it up until it can rise up again just like 40 years ago when Freddy Fazbear's first opened. They're less than insects to the people in charge. You would rather them stay alive. The work day seems to fly and in what feels like minutes of filing and organizing in your broom closet of an office its 8:00 and time to lock up. You drive to the hospital in silence to see Angel before you head to the pizzeria perhaps tomorrow you can bring her the Freddy pin, her hospital gown is so plain. The nurses look to you with pity as you walk through the pristine white halls to her room where she lies in the same position she was last night. You sigh tears prickling your eyes as you look over her papers, she hasn't so much as flinched today. You sink into the uncomfortable seat next to her bed and hold her hand feeling the urge to tell her about your night with the hybrids. So you do. You babble the night away.

"You would've loved them, Angel. They were so nice once they figured out I wasn't a threat."

You look at the time and sigh, once again visiting hours are about over. You stand to leave turning to the door to see a man standing in the doorway. He wears a deep purple suit with a white button up and lavender tie underneath. His jet hair is slicked and combed nicely. What is he doing here?

"Hello, you must be Mark young Angel's brother."

How does he know you?

"I am the head of a cancer research project here in town, and, please take no offence, I hear that finances are becoming a little tough for you."

You furrow your brows but nod anyway. He's not wrong after all.

"This is why I am hear to give you an...offer. I can take Angel into our program she will be given the best of care and the newest treatments for her cancer. You will be charged nothing as this is on a volunteer basis. Think about it. She would be in a wonderful place with other children, you could go to collage, have money for nice things not just medicine and monitors."

He makes a good point. You bite your lower lip in thought.

"You can promise she will be well cared for?"

It's true your finances are in the ground you can barely afford rent and food...she needs help but you cant afford it you need to take any help you can. Perhaps, someone up there is watching after you two.

"I will see over her care myself."

It's the best option you've ever gotten...if you finish your degree you can take care of her... You have to take it.

"Well, how can I refuse then."

"Splendid! We will pick her up tomorrow, but she will not be able to have visitors for a while. We will call you though with updates every day."

You give him your info and he gives you his card before bidding you good bye. You look down at the card in your hands.

'Vincent Fitzgerald
Hearts for the Cure Cancer Research Project and Center CEO'