AN:

Now...I never claimed people would like me after the way I brought Toy Chica in ^^ I hope it wasn't too obvious though :/ Angel's character is an awesome one so please just bare with that asshole move of mine.

Possible Triggers: dunno about this one but I'm extra paranoid so I'm gonna put it in here as a warning, two 12 year-olds being cuddly with MINIMAL CHASTE smooching in some parts of this one

This chap seems a little short umm there's some hidden info in here that will make an appearance in later chapters though so please bare with this one feeling possibly a little choppy. I tried to smooth it out but I wrote this one like six different times and couldn't get it to sound quite as smooth as I'd like. I hope you like it anyway!

Enjoy ^^

Be ?

You disconnect the bars that separate you. Its late and you have no night watch here. Why would you? You're in the heart. There's nowhere for you to run but to each other. He stands there shaking a little. He's nervous. But its ok. You bring a finger to your lips and shush him with a soft smile. You'll be alright. What more can they do to you anyway? Death would be a gift compared to what you go through daily. You set the bars aside in your cell. It beats the hell out of your old dog crate but its still quite small. You open your arms to him, beckoning him.

"Come love, let me comfort you tonight."

You whisper the words to him but no matter how quiet they are they don't seem quiet enough. He shivers in response though.

"We could be caught..."

Its true and he's worried but that's the thrill of it. You could be caught. But what more can they take from you. If they took him you would die anyway. He holds your heart let them take you right after for you would be dead anyway without him. You can only gaze for so long though. You step forward closing that small space between you resting your hands on his waist and pulling him closer til he's flush with you. He purrs his content going boneless as you scoop him up he loves it when his feet leave the ground. When your arms support all of him and you know it and you will admit you enjoy exploiting it. His scent fills your sinuses, metal and wires mixed with vanilla and honey, it's a drug you swear. But his lips are a more potent one and you capture them letting your mouths glide together as you bring him to your small cot laying him down gently.

"I'll always love you my dear no matter what happens."

"I love you too -."

The monitors cut him off before your name can roll off his lips. They always do and once again the darkness greets you.

Be Mark

"blah blah blah something you already know blah blah blah."

You listen to the lecture but you already know this stuff from your continued readings. Despite having been out of school you've been reading since Angel was dumped on your doorstep and your parents took off two years ago. They didn't want to deal with her cancer. She was a burden to them. The bell chimes signalling the end of the day you jot your assignment down and collect your things hearing Sally's happy chirp in your pocket. You raise an eyebrow but get in the car before pulling the multicolored cube out. You press the button on her top side making a holographic screen pop up in front of your face and a keyboard in front of your hands. Spring's distressed rabbit face shows up as an icon before a message types itself out.

"Come to pizzeria pronto."

You raise an eyebrow at the message you were on your way anyway as yesterday was your only day off but its not even 8:00. Strange. You click the button again making it disappear there's no use in asking, Goldie nor Spring will explain over a connection Goldie didn't set up himself it must be important if you got the message at all he doesn't usually do that. Too paranoid for his own good you swear. But none the less you pull out of the student parking lot with just maybe a bit more urgency than normal and start to slightly speed to the pizzeria.

Hours in the Past but not Many

Be Chica

She's very cute. Angel curls into you sleeping soundly in some PJ's Bernard tossed at her...literately, he tossed them at her saying that they'd be a little big but that she can tighten them. He even cut slits in the back for her wings. He's trying to be sweet to her but he's always a bit sour at first. Its just how he is. She wears them now and she swims in them but she loves them. They're a purple version of Bonnie's black mustache pj's with identical bright pink mustaches all over them. They were some of his favorites either he's laying the sweet on thick or he's upset. You're betting on the second though you would be way more worried if they were his blue ones. You leave her to sleep as sleep just isn't finding you right now and wander about your living space. You can hear Freddy's soft snores and Foxy's not so soft ones as you pass their rooms it pulls a smile from you but it quickly falters when you hear voices from Fredrick and Bernard's room.

"Its a pretty easy question, Fred..."

"I know...sorry I'm just...ugh I don't know...I didn't mean to say it out loud!"

You can hear Bernard huff and the shuffling of blankets. Say what out loud?

"I know you didn't that's not what I asked."

Its quiet for a while. You're about to move on thinking the youngest Fazbear isn't going to answer him when he does.

"Yes...of course I meant it..."

More shuffling and springs of a bed squeaking.

"Now was that so hard?"

Bernard's voice is hushed and you're really confused now.

"Now care to try that thing you tried to pass off as a kiss again?"

"I didn't try to pass it off as anything I'll admit I chickened out."

Your jaw drops, you can hear the smirk in Bernard's voice and the blush in Fredrick's. You decide its time to leave those two be. They'll be teens soon and that will be oh so much fun. Fredrick will be 13 in a matter of days and Bernard's only a couple months behind him. They're about to get real hormonal real quick and...curious. Yeah you're so leaving that to their brothers. You move to the living room cocking your head at the soft light filling the room. You look around the corner and are honestly not surprised to see Goldie sitting there you are surprised though to see the lines being sketched on the screen Spring projects. It's someone you don't recognize the figure looks like he's sleeping with his head resting on a desk in the picture. You creep closer leaning on the back of the sofa he's so far gone that he doesn't even notice you. The bags under his blue eyes are turning a pretty nasty purple he probably hasn't properly slept in days but his hand makes his pen fly across the tablet in his lap as he works on the picture his eyes are glued to. You move again to sit next to him keeping him silent company, now you can see them a little better. He looks a bit like Bonnie but more beat up. A good portion of one of his long ears is missing it looks like someone burned it off honestly from the jagged, dark lines there, he's not wearing a patch either but he's got four nasty looking scars spanning diagonally from under his bangs across one of his eyes, nose, even his lips before stopping at just shy of his jaw line looks like he got into a scuffle with a saber tooth tiger. But what really strikes you is that he looks so peaceful despite being so beat to hell. Goldie changes layers now blending golds and light browns into his hair and ears. You're not sure how long you sit there with him but soon you feel your arm brush his. Oops, you had no idea you were slowly coming closer. He tenses and as quick as you blink the picture is hidden.

"Hello, Chica is something wrong?"

His voice is just as collected as it always is but you can tell its fake. You look up at him and see the faint tear tracks down his cheeks the slight red bleeding into his eyes brightening the blue with its contrast whoever that was tore him up. You want to know why.

"I just can't sleep you on the other hand are crying what's wrong, Goldie? You've been so distant lately. What did they bring to you? I know they brought you something after Freddy's teeth were replaced. That's when you started acting so weird. Who was that you were drawing? You can tell mama Chica, darling, please let someone help you. You're not alone anymore."

He's silent for a bit but your words appear to have shaken him a little as he starts to softly hiccup. You pull him into you and that's it he breaks crying harder than you've heard from him. Its a cry of grief, of mourning, its not quiet and contained like his in pain cry or silent like his simply sad one its barely muffled by your clothes loud and full of deep emotional pain. Whoever was in the picture is or was very important to him you can tell.

"I can't tell you...I can't...I've finally accepted that he's gone..."

You have no idea what that means but you comfort him as best you can resting your cheek on top of his head right between his folded over ears rubbing his back.

"Who's gone darling? The Bonnie look alike in the picture? Who is he?"

He shakes his head violently against your chest as if to say no but his sobs grow slightly louder and his shakes turn more violent confirming to you that he's the one that's gone. You sigh he's not going to tell you though. You know the picture wasn't Bonnie he was too scared up for one and he was a dusty blond not a deep violet for another not to mention the half missing ear. You're lost in your thoughts you barely notice when he goes still in your arms murmuring a slightly familiar name that doesn't reach your ears.

Be Bernard

The clock in the living room rouses you like it usually does. You lift your head ears raising halfway for once you have no interest in getting up yet. You look over your shoulder and smile when you see Fredrick behind you sleeping peacefully. You shift a little and his arms tighten around you making you gain a light blush that darkens to a deep red when you hear him mumble your name into your neck. Your heart hammers in your chest oh you hope you get used to this. Breathe, Bernard he likes you too remember. You nearly tear up remembering the way his lips met yours last night full of self doubt and a little clumsy from inexperience but it was so perfect even if your noses bumped awkwardly making you both laugh and pull away only to try again. You spent most of the night silently curled into his chest cuddling with him and if his arms weren't around you right now you would've sworn it was a dream. His warmth makes you feel safe enough to fall back asleep snuggling back into him not even caring if you're caught.

"- so cute."

You hear hushed giggles next to you. Yes, yes you know you're cute no need to broadcast it guys. Come on, you're a fucking blue rabbit of course you're cute you're fucking adorable and oh you know it.

"Wonder when they'll feel eyes on them."

Your eyes crack open blinking rapidly against the flood of bright light trying to get them to adjust. You try to sit up but an arm around you keeps you in place pulling you ever closer. For only being a bear 'cub' he's ridiculously strong. You just look up instead meeting a single red eye.

"Morning, sleepy head, is there something we should know about?"

Bonnie's smiling wide obviously suppressing a giggle fit you know that look. You know it well, he's messing around.

"We didn't do anything gross," you groan out at him and now he does laugh.

Fredrick stirs behind you.

"W'as goin on?"

He sits up rubbing his eyes with one hand while its pair rests on your hip. Finally he opens them looking around and he visibly wakes up paling rapidly as he looks from you to the two adults hovering over you, particularly Freddy.

"We didn't do anything adult rated! I swear!"

Freddy doubles over in laughter at his prompt defense.

"Never accused you two. Bout time you stopped oogling from afar. Just don't get too curious before 15 would ya? I'd say later than that but...Bonnie and I have no room to talk."

You both nod in unison just as they turn to leave.

"Oh, better get ready to roll you two your box opens up today and we want you guys up there when we take the sheets off Candy Cove and Mangle's suit. It looks great Foxy and Goldie broke their backs working on it, and who knows maybe we'll get to see an endangered species, Mangle's smile. I hear its practically a mythical beast."

Freddy's words earn laughs from the both of you and you do as he says catching the loving look he exchanges with your brother on their way out. You smile, you're glad you can trust Fredrick's twin brothers with him.

The suits are ready to go when you get up there. Foxy recolored them, they were looking a little faded, washed them, and each one sports a new costume. Damn he was hard at work yesterday it seems. Angel, you're just gonna call Toy Chica that, wears an outfit very simular to the one you found her in but with a ruffly skirt, a full white apron, and a matching pink bow with a cupcake center, Fredrick's now has a white button up red vest and black blazer to go with his red bow tie and polished top hat, and yours is now clad in a white button up, cerulean blue vest, black tail coat and your own signature red bow tie. Even your amp now has a blue cupcake mascot to accompany Angel's pink one and bares in large orange letters framed in white the words, 'Let's Rock.' They look amazing as does the new area itself. The colors are so bright and inviting, the stage perfectly polished and ready to go. You didn't think it would be ready so soon you thought you were still on the main stage today but apparently not. You don't care this is gonna be great. The songs for the box are simple and don't require much practice as is. Your ear swivels as you hear the trap door slam and Foxy's booming voice, you swear he has two volumes: Max and Mute.

"You can't peek you'll ruin the surprise!"

You look over to see Foxy guiding Mangle to the new area sporting a dark blindfold around his head.

"This is ridiculous, Foxy."

He sounds stoic as ever but you can see his tail flick in irritation at these shenanigans. He probably just wants to go back down to his record books and be left in peace. Oh how little he knows. Goldie and Freddy hold each side of a large sheet hiding the pirate captain's new ship. Its about time he came out of retirement, the toddlers need a Pirate Cove too. Foxy takes the blindfold off of him when he has him situated where he wants him.

"Alright, you ready, Freddy?"

"Yes? Why are you asking me?"

"I meant the rhyme not you, Freddy!"

"Oooooooooh...my bad carry on."

You have to cover your mouth and bend over a bit to contain your laughter at the exchange and it seems you're not the only one having issues as Chica giggles a bit from your left side. Her arms are around Angel's neck loosely holding her close the way a mother would a young daughter wings fluttering a bit as she waits for the reveal.

"We busted our asses for months on this so you better at least smile!"

Foxy's scolding face looks more like a pout honestly and it contorts to a big smile when Mangle nods at him.

"Bring it down guys!"

He's jumping up and down as the sheet falls revealing the Hansel and Gretel version of Pirate Cove and Mangle's newly repaired suit. Even your jaw drops. The suit looks like new. Bright shades of pink, spiffy new outfit, and even a parrot to complete the look on his shoulder. Foxy really did bust his ass. You look to Mangle who's covering his mouth with his hands red eyes bulging as he takes it all in. He's frozen save for his tail that says all. It's wagging faster than you've ever seen it go, its damn near a pink and white blur and you swear if it goes any faster he'll be propelled forward. Foxy's ears wiggle a bit in anxiousness as he waits for his response.

"This is what you've been up to."

Foxy and Goldie nod in unison and now he moves walking towards the suit.

"They decommisioned it a long time ago...I didn't get long in it."

He runs a hand over the pristine white fur of its cheek.

"Candy Cove huh? How fitting for this area...Thank you, both of you."

"Foxy did what matters I just put the skeleton back together. He's the reason you can wear it. But hold up one more little touch."

Goldie detaches the parrot from the suit's shoulder and pulls a bright green and red cube out of his pocket placing it inside the parrot's head where its brain would be if it were real.

"Good morning, Cali care to grace us with your presence?"

"Aye aye captain! Here and ready to roll!"

You swear you can see the glimmer of tears in Mangle's eyes when the parrot chirps her happy reply, beak moving as if it were real, and is placed on a perch next to the fox suit.

"Foxy told me about a Cali that lived in the cage next to you. I knew Cali. Pretty well actually we did tests together a lot she was my speed keeper on the maze run for a long time before she was moved. I'm guessing that's when she became your speed keeper. She always did fly a little too fast for me ended up dragging me around a few times not gonna lie. She was wonderful. She lives in you, Mangle. The tech mates aren't much but they're the only representation of the departed I can give. She can live as this companion for your suit but she's truly alive through your memories of her. Don't let her fade let her help you enjoy the children. Don't look at me like that. You're no monster, stoic or not I can see it all over your face. You lost your temper one time ONE time and really if I were freshly kidnapped, a kid myself, stuffed into a suit with layers of duct tape over my mouth, and forced to stand idly by while I was tugged on and pushed around by kids smaller and bigger than me that I couldn't tell I was in the "robot" they were "playing" with every day for a month I'd get pissed too. You're an adult now. You know better now don't let the bite get to you. You're not dangerous you love the kids just as much as we do. Think of this as a second chance if you have to and just enjoy yourself with the kids."

Wow that's the most you've heard him speak in a month. Mangle stares mouth hanging open as he processes the mild kick in the ass he just got from someone five years his junior. After a minute of everyone staring in disbelief at the blond his mouth snaps shut and he nods to him looking to the suit once more with that mythical beast on his face, its faint but the smile is there. It's gonna be a good day.

Be Mark

You get to the pizzeria half an hour before closing you're still not sure what's so important that you need to be here at 8:50 at night but oh well you'll go with it. Jeremy lets you in his usual beaming smile is replaced with a half hearted one as he looks at you.

"Hey...once we're closed we'll show you."

He looks depressed you're getting more confused by the second but walk in anyway. The sheets that once covered The Toy Box are missing now reveling the finished product. A rainbow fence blocks the area off in a large rectangle up against a wall but a large opening with its name in an arch invites young ones and their parents. The floors look particularly squishy to avoid too much injury if one is to trip and are scattered with bright, low to the ground, tables and chairs for the kids and a few normal sized ones for parents. The stage looks like an opened toy chest and you can see Fredrick and Bernard having a hell of a time in their newly colored and cleaned oh and costumed it seems suits but they seem to have a new comer. A Toy Chica probably for the girls plays quite an impressive keyboard piece freeing up Fredrick to bounce around the stage while he sings encouraging a small group of kids to dance what appears to be the Hokey Pokey from here. You never would've thought an almost 13 year old would have a ball dancing for toddlers in a bear suit but you suppose he truly knows nothing better, his life is entertaining the kids and being experimented on. You'd take the kids for all they're worth too. You look about the area besides the stage there are arcade games suitable and easy enough for the young kids, their very own prize counter complete with a, kind of adorable you'll admit, puppet mascot as well as a small boy one holding up balloons for all the kids to take as they leave. Fritz is busily filling balloon after balloon adding them to his bunch smiling and filling a Bonnie themed one for a little girl when she comes and reaches for one. That's cute they went all out. Then you see it. In the same area is a large play set like Pirate Cove only not as tall, more toddler friendly, and brighter colored. It sits on a plush pink carpet in a half circle of what look like chocolate rocks, and a "beach" of tan carpet, it looks like a candy ship with its own little stage that Mangle stands on you can hear the faint words of a pirate story he tells animatedly waving his hands making the children around him laugh. So Foxy did get it done. You look at the arch above the opening in the main fence leading to the other enclosed area, Candy Cove. How fitting. Mangle looks like he's having an awesome time bout time they got him out of the hole he doesn't need to be working with books when he belongs up here with the kids.

"Attention everyone. We are sad to say that its almost bed time for Freddy and his friends. We ask that you please wrap up what you are doing, gather your belongings, and begin exiting in an orderly fashion. We all wake at 11 and play til 9 Monday through Saturday. Thank you for playing with us and we can't wait to see you again."

At the sound of Mike's voice over the intercom people begin to file out the characters waving their good byes and giving hugs to the children as they leave their areas soon the place is empty and costume heads are coming off.

"I can breathe!"

You hear Foxy shout hand and hook in the air holding up his head from his stage at Pirate Cove. Yeah the hook is the next to go.

"And grip things! Mike, we really should reconsider getting rid of this damn hook."

"But the kids love it, Foxy."

They all laugh the toys joining the others all stretching out.

"That went well. You did great, Angel. Could hear you guys all the way in the cove you sounded awesome!"

Foxy waves his hands around and your smile falls your face paling when you hear the name that was just used. Surely its not her. It can't be her. She's in that hospital center. She's being cared for. Yet while lost in your thoughts you still hear her voice as she comes running for you.

"Big brother!"

Her arms lock around you now out of her suit. Her golden hair is slightly ruffled but her bow is still in place complete with her Freddy pin and its then you see them. Little pure white wings that match her namesake ruffle on her back flapping happily at your presence. The tears well up and begin to fall. What did you send her to? All around you their eyes no longer sparkle as they look to you now with sadness. You simply hug her tighter. It is her. Your Angel. What have you done.

Be ?

The experiments appear to be on break instead the coats have said you will be playing a game. Sounds more fun than what's been going on wonder what you will play. You're collared right now a coat on either side of you holds a chain leash and your hands are bound in simple handcuffs. You're a 'docile' they say so you don't require as much lock up when being moved from place to place as some of the others. A door swings open automatically like they all do around here but it just leads to a small room. You raise an eyebrow as they take off the cuffs and chains but leave the collar. You look back to them. One waves his hand to the room. Go on he seems to say. So you do. The door is promptly shut behind you and the floor begins to move. Oh its an elevator. Ok. You go up for what feels like hours before you breach the surface of a small island. You look around you appear to be in a lake or something. You jump as a voice speaks directly into your ear. When did they give you an ear piece?

"Uh hello hello? Well if you're hearing this you may die within the next few hours."

Wait what?

"But don't worry you'll be fine lets just get you through your first day and night cycle. Ummm alright here we go. Welcome to The Dome a new state of the art training facility we are currently testing. You will be tested in a few different areas while you are here. Intelligence, strength, speed, and adaptation."

Your ears twitch as you hear a far off scream and growls. They cut off almost as fast as they began seems someone didn't make it. You're used to death screams by now.

"Now you will want to do your best while you are here. Umm at the end of the cycle those who are left will be evaluated the two with the best scores get a prize can't have a game without winners right? Right. Now what's the price you ask? Your lives! Great isn't it!? The lessers will be terminated after the cycle and evaluations and since you are part of a...special project we best do all we can to keep you alive, alright? Alright. Now you should have started at the lake island meaning you will need to get off of that little bit of land if you hope to not die of natural causes."

You hear him loud and clear taking your chances on the water swimming over to the shore with your head high above water doing kind of a sucky doggy paddle so as to not get the hidden device wet.

"There's nothing on that island to sustain you. Ummm there aren't many left but beware some have become hostile you may have to fight maybe even kill other experiments if you wanna make it out alive but I recommend finding at least one person to team up with it might mean the difference. Remember you will be being watched and evaluated the whole time you are here. Alright, I'll talk to you tomorrow if you make it. Stay alive, alright bye bye now."

His voice fades to static then to silence and all of a sudden this place is way too quiet.

You wake to voices around you. But you keep your eyes closed. If they think you're still out they won't do anything. Whoever wandered in will wander back out.

"Is there any use keeping this one going?"

"I dunno but the boss sure thinks so. He swears the project is not dead didn't you hear? The other one is still alive!"

"No way I don't believe you no way it survived."

"But it did!"

You stop listening to the scientists in the room with you. You really don't care about their project all you care about is him. Perhaps you'll sleep again you see him there.