AN:
I'm sorry this took a while I haven't been feeling all that great lately. Anyway, paranormal stuff plays a bigger part in this one. Umm yeah.
Warnings: Mild very vague descriptions of death
Also! Mangle is done he's on my tumblr as well as my Instagram
/isiga_inkblood/
Bernard's line art is done but I don't know if I'm 100% happy with him, Freddy is being a DICK! Ive drawn him 8 times now and cant get him to look the way I want him to so the rest are very slow moving. I'm not very good at art but this is a basic overlay of what he looks like in case anybody wants or needs it. I also dont have a scanner (that works) so all my pics have to be taken by my phone cam (which fixed itself when I dropped it lol) so quality is pretty bad but if anyone has any questions about character appearance at anytime feel free to ask me.
Enjoy ^^
Be Puppet
Your daddy swears he's fine but you can't say you buy it. You don't remember much about your mommy when she was alive but you remember the monitors. The way they would beep. You don't know what they meant other than she was sick but as long as they were there she was there. The day they left you never saw her again then father wasn't the same. Since you died though you and your brother found new parents. Ones that were there ones that loved each other just as much as your mommy and father did. Father didn't like to be called daddy he didn't allow it but daddy does he prefers it. Then there's Papa. You watch him from your fabric confines helping to clean from the day. He doesn't notice when you reach for him. He's too sad. He thinks daddy's dead like you. But he's not. But you can't tell him. Even if you could daddy doesn't want you too. He says it's better that papa can find someone else to love. The brown haired man that looks like him and the violet haired one that looks like daddy seem to be nice to him perhaps what daddy says is ok but you still don't get why he can't come up here to papa. Why can't you all be together again? You look to BB your little brother but he doesn't move he must be tired. One wouldn't think being a ghost would be a tiring thing but it really is. It takes twice as much energy to do anything and you can't be seen by most. Papa's talking to the pirate man now, the red one, the one that talks with his hands a lot he says something about going down again that everyone else is already there. He just nods to him sparing a glance back in your direction as the door shuts but you know he didn't see you.
Twelve bangs from the clock downstairs sound and everything changes here. Bonnie's ear twitches stiffly where he stands on the stage. You can see the real Bonnie now as he wakes, dirty blond hair and red eyes that used to sparkle when he would gaze upon his now prison. Battered and broken the way he was when he was stuffed in there in the first place. The rabbit's head turns to you and just stares for a while before Bonnie has the energy to make its feet move. He was the first of those four to die. He's been here the longest so he's the most active but also the most tormented. His skin is a sickly grey and his hair still looks damp from his drowning. Chica's arms rotate as he leaves she was next to go you remember. Her beautiful long blond curls are matted with blood from the finishing blow when she struggled too much before she too was stuffed in her favorite character. She leaves now heading for the kitchen while Bonnie comes to your area. He won't do anything to you though. He really is a sweet boy just troubled like the rest. You can see Foxy move a little looking around the area but he doesn't leave his cove he likes privacy. The third to go. You can see the rips in his chest where the spring locks released. Its quiet a while. Bonnie and Chica wander as they always do crawling through vents in an attempt at playing with each other. Finally the last to go seems to wake. Freddy's head turns to look at the cameras before turning away giving a laugh as his companions play. There's no guard tonight. There's nothing to trigger the violence tonight they can be normal. Tonight they can be children taken from the world too early. Just like you. Freddy seems to sense your sadness at your inability to play with them and starts to sing your favorite song for you but he doesn't leave his stage. He likes it right there he can watch everyone from there. His dark hair is a mess and he's covered in bruises from where they would beat him if he didn't do one of their tests right. One of his round ears is missing a chunk, under his collar there are burns from where he shocked him repeatedly til he was too weak to fight him anymore, and under his bow tie is his own last blow. A clean slice across his neck that he hides as to not disturb the others. He was killed with the most violence.
You feel a tap on your shoulder and look over to see BB. His hat is crooked but he likes it that way and he still holds a balloon. He seems to like his new job. He returns it to the bunch though when he points to the stage where papa disappeared earlier. You shrug. Why not. You follow him to through the floor of the stage waving to Freddy as you go. Its dark down here everyone must be sleeping. He floats down the hallway to a room near the end and flickers right through the door with you right on his heels. Papa sleeps in here holding the violet bunny from one side while the other man who looks like him holds him from the other. He doesn't look as peaceful as he did with daddy though twitching every so often until he stirs and wakes with a sigh. You both jump back as he leaves the bed grabbing his little cube on the way out the door. You follow him to the living room where he sits and turns it on. A translucent screen appears with a picture he took of daddy as a test for the technology. For some reason the bad people who hurt them never minded even encouraged papa making things like his little cubes. You would hover around and listen as they ooo'ed and awed over the creations he would make. Daddy looks happy in the picture wearing his lopsided grin, his floppy ears sticking up from his always messy dusty blond hair. It was taken before they burned his ear half way off when he did something wrong so they're both there one folded over halfway. He winks at the camera leaving only one of his sparkling green eyes visible under the scars from The Dome where they first met. You sink weightlessly into your papa's lap as he begins to cry again. Why does he do this? Why can't you tell him that daddy's fine? You feel on the break of crying too when you feel BB hug you sitting on papa's other leg as weightlessly as you.
"I don't know what to do, Spring. I can't even smile for them anymore not since they brought you to me...I can't accept that you're gone...why did you have to be taken from me? Haven't they done enough? Where are you, darling? Come back to me love. Please, surely you're still here. They took you to that suit they told me they did as they dumped me in that security uniform and left me for death to take. They threw you in it to trap you here. But your suit doesn't move no matter how hard I try to put it back together it just falls apart again. I can't even see Puppet and BB anymore. They're here I know they are but I can't find them. What happened to my family?"
He sobs into his hands but try as you might you can't make your touch solid enough to comfort him. So you stay with him until he falls asleep again curled into himself tears continuing to fall despite his brain shutting off. The clock sounds and BB tugs on your too big for you sleeve. You know, its time to go. You're tired and the others have gone back to sleep you can't hear them anymore. You look back to daddy's picture then to papa one last time before heading for the door again. Just before you get there though it opens and coats come in heading down the hall without noticing you. It saddens you but there's nothing you can do so you just return to your doll.
You watch from your shelf as the coats force the youngest three into cages two without restraints the third restrained in every way. The little girl, the new one, looks to you sleepily but awake. Her eyes widen a fraction and her head cocks while the coats next to her knock the boys out with their needles. She waves to you as they get to her. Now your sockets widen. She can see you. A gifted. You wave back as she nods off earning a smile as they're all taken away.
The adults are all up looking for the kids desperately. Your daddy's look alike looks like he may just lose his temper here soon but papa's look alike seems to calm him as three of the full human adults come through the door making it ding. The two dark haired ones with glasses and the ginger that works on the building. You can't remember their names. Honestly its a miracle you can remember the other spirits' suits' names let alone any real names in the building. You've been dead much too long to remember things like that. They tell them the coats took them and though the blanch they understand and stop looking just waiting for them now. Papa, his look alike, daddy's look alike, and the dark haired man with square glasses go back down stairs, the blond woman is quick to follow probably to make sure they'll be ok but the pirates stay up with the other two humans just getting the place ready you guess. You watch them with some disinterest really wondering about that little girl. She could see you. Can she see all of you? Maybe she can help papa see you again. You're lost in fuzzy memories of the other building the one you came from with all the lights and really white rooms. The one that daddy and papa were originally at where their rooms had bars that daddy would take out at night so they could sleep together. It kept the nightmares at bay he said. When the bars were gone you could almost pretend it was a little house. Daddy would tell stories and papa would sing for you while he worked on his little cube with whatever he had convinced the guards to let him keep. They didn't even mind when you crammed yourself and BB on that tiny bed with them papa would sing you to sleep and you would wake in your doll again come the next night.
The dinging of the door and BB's tapping on your shoulder pulls you back. He flickers a little he's not used to separating from his own doll during the day. He points to the door as daddy's look alike darts for the small group that just entered. The little girl looks ok just tired, the bunny boy looks really tired, but the other boy the one wearing his weight in chains is bruised up very badly and when one of the pirates drops something his personality turns on a dime. You know what they did to him and its not good.
Be Freddy
"Now, explain to me what the hell they did to turn my sweet as sugar baby brother into a glowing, red, eyed, I'm going to murder everything in existence machine!?"
You don't care that you sound probably much too hostile you want to know. Mike places a hand on your shoulder attempting to calm you while Jeremy speaks.
"They're processing him. I'm not 100% sure how it works but they call it, Commandeering. Through some chemical means they can force one into a sort of amnesiac state and through what I'm guessing is like hypnosis they can give them a controlled second personality that can be activated and deactivated through triggers. It has to to be very specific set of things that will trigger a change from the one who is commandeered, in Fredrick's case at least we can see one of them is loud bangs, but unless they are triggered they are relatively normal. That's why he could work just fine with the kids today. They injected him with something I'm not sure what, they just call it Toxin, and ran him through a bunch of different pictures, sounds, and videos instructing him how he is to respond to each one in kind. Then they tried to trigger him and he caused quite a bit of damage. Other than the basics I'm not sure how it works, I'm sorry, Freddy. I wish I could've done something he's not the first they've done it to but he is the trial run for you."
Your eyes widen a bit he's nothing more than a test run, they narrow at the realization. They don't care how he's affected they just want to make sure it works before they waste time doing it to you. You turn on your heel and leave them to check on Fredrick and Bernard trying to calm before you reach them. You can hear Bernard's quiet playing and Fredrick's soft snores accompanied with the occasional rattle of chains as you close in on their room and peek in. Fredrick's laying on his injured side with his head on Bernard's thigh sleeping soundly as the rabbit plays for him a soft song you haven't heard before. He insisted on keeping his hands at least loosely bound for fear of attempting to harm his new mate. He doesn't remember much of anything when he comes back from his flips and during them he doesn't remember anything normal. It scares him and you know it. Bernard looks to you locking eyes with you. His usually bright greens look faded and are ringed with red. His playing stops when Fredrick twitches hard enough to rattle the chains loudly and gives a whine. He hushes him running now free fingers through his hair carefully but without fear. That comforts you a bit. He's not afraid of him. To Bernard your brother is no different. He's still Fredrick to him.
"Is everything ok, Freddy?"
You jump a bit at his voice. Fredrick is calm again but he keeps a hand wound loosely in his hair and has placed his bass aside looking at you with all his attention.
"I just wanted to make sure you two were alright that's all. Jeremy explained what happened..."
"Yeah he told me in the car on the way back. Almost had him turn it around, heh. But from what I heard Fred gave them a taste of what they deserve."
You sit on the bed Bernard used to occupy at night it goes unused now but its right across from where he sits and it seems less awkward than standing in the doorway. You mess with your coat sleeve lost in thought as he goes back to his playing. There's nothing you really have to say to him yet you can't quite find it in you to leave them. You find yourself slowly nodding off to the music and soon you too are curled up snoring softly.
Be ?
Puppet and BB are both here tonight they wave their arms around animatedly like they're trying to tell you something but for the life of you you can't decode it. You give a sigh scrubbing your face feeling the scars across it, a constant reminder that you're not free here.
"Kids...I really don't understand I'm sorry."
Your ears fall at the look of sadness they give you as they sit on the bed weightlessly. You can hear the heavy footsteps above you a bit faster these past couple months than normal but you haven't heard any screams in a long time. Its nights like these you debate going up there but your presence will turn them you know it will. They're filled with too much grief too desperate to kill the man that killed them. Too bad he never comes here. He stays all comfy in his cushy office giving orders. You wonder how his intimidation has suffered with the loss of his precious Project Golden. It makes you smile a bit he never was the one that scared the coats out of their wits heck it wasn't even you it was him. Your love. The hundred pounds of pure muscle that could be triggered into one angry bear with the snap of a finger or one misplaced word. He didn't like the big guy but he's nothing if not loyal. Like what you imagine a police dog would be only stronger. Much stronger. You look to the children now they're falling asleep strange. They must have stayed up a good portion of the day if they sleep now. You look at the monitors then to them before deciding perhaps tonight you will be crazy. Perhaps without the trigger you won't do anything to him. Dreams aren't enough anymore he's alive you know he is you hear his voice above you everyday. He's alive and you intend to show him you are too. With a click you turn the monitors off and disconnect your cords and tubes being sure not to bother the children they'll return to their dolls soon as it is. Your feet hit the ground for the first time in ages and though you're a little wobbly you head for the hallway just outside and to the stairs you know lead up through the floorboards of the back room of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.
Be Golden 1.0
Something is up. You can feel it. You teleport your suit around like you usually do, one of these days you'll have to show BB and Puppet how to do this but not today today something is going on and you will get to the bottom of it. Only...you can't seem to find the disturbance you feel. Backstage is clear, the office is clear, all the different areas are clear. You frown in thought the only place you haven't looked is the back room. You teleport there it looks empty save for the clutter and old Bon Bunny suit that the new Golden seems to be working on for some reason. Its simply ragged but he's pretty desperate to get it to work again. You sigh looking around as best you can about ready to call it quits and go to the others for the last bit of time you have left tonight when something moves. This room is horribly cluttered so someone could easily hide in here but who would? You separate from your suit form letting it disappear leaving you as just you. Blond hair curled but messy, bear ears still covered in fluffy cub fur, and clad in a yellow dress that's tattered, just the way you were when you died. You hold your Fred Bear plush he's what helps you make your suit illusion. You hug him to your chest and float around some of the clutter looking for the source of the noise.
"Idiot...how did you think this was a good idea?"
You cock your head at the sound of someone's voice. He's in black slacks and a white button up with a golden yellow vest that's undone over the top. He's a bunny but he's missing half an ear. Is he hurt? He shouldn't make noise it might alert the others. It might change them the way the night guard does when he comes. You focus your energy to make yourself solid enough to tap his shoulder lightly. He yelps jumping a foot before turning to you.
"H-hi little ghost girl."
"Hello, I am Golden. What is your name?"
He looks less surprised than you thought he would at your presence perhaps he is a gifted.
"Hi, Golden, I'm Spring, its nice to meet you."
Spring? What a funny name. But you suppose your's is odd too.
"You shouldn't be here, Spring. Its dangerous. If the others see you they'll change they don't have enough control of their grief yet and they have the means to hurt you."
His eyes fall on your Fred Bear plush and widen.
"I have to see him Golden. The other Golden the boy one he works here he wears that suit now. Do you know him?"
He points to your bear. He needs to see him? You cock your head in question. Why not just wait til its safe?
"I watch him yes. He's below the stage now. You can't get there, Freddy is always up there and he's the strongest here he'll hurt you. He wouldn't mean it but he would hurt you. You can't see him right now. Why didn't you wait til morning?"
"They have me locked up I escaped tonight. I wasn't really thinking I'm sorry."
He looks bashful scratching the back of his head with his full ear folded.
"I can protect you til morning then you can see him."
Without awaiting a response you activate your suit form and shroud him in illusion feigning sleep just in time for Bonnie to come looking for you. Thankfully he believes your sleep act just giving a smile and a whisper of sweet dreams before leaving again.
Be Goldie
You sit on the couch staring the clock down waiting for it to strike six. As soon as the bangs sound you're up and out still clad in red, white, and blue plaid PJ bottoms and a YouTube shirt from Mark that fits loosely but you don't care you have plenty of time to actually get ready for the day for now you take those stairs two at a time. It dawned on you how to take the springs in the suit out last night. They're not needed as long as the endoskeleton stays he will be able to move just like the others. Meaning you've just been wasting time fiddling with them trying to get them to work again. Yeah you kicked yourself for that. You peek out of the trap door, all the suits are in their places frozen as the first rays of sunlight flood the pizzeria. You give a breath of relief and see your way out heading straight for the back room. You yank the sheet off the golden rabbit suit and quickly set to work pulling the springs out with hardly any issues. They hit the floor with a clatter but you don't care you can get the skeleton out now without fear of the springs locking on you. It comes out pretty easy letting you lay the fabric on the floor carefully as it really is falling apart. The metal structure really looks bad. Its rusting in places that will need to be replaced and is just generally falling apart due to wear and age. From what you hear this suit was used in the original diner so its a good 60 or so years old now and unlike yours it just was never refurbished or put back in service. Its missing half an ear just like him and has rips in the fabric everywhere that look like his scars. You can feel the tears building but you rub them away leaving black streaks of grease on your face but you don't care. You pull on your metal mask and set to work cutting away the rusted bits of metal.
"Spring, play me something would you?"
"Now now, I was never musically inclined, love. You know that."
Everything stops. Its silent for a good long while no way you just heard that. He's gone. You're hallucinating. The tears do start to flow now and even though you know he's gone you throw your mask across the room and look for him anyway. Your eyes widen when they land on him, dusty blond hair, untidy attempt at a partial suit, scars, half an ear missing, bright greens, and a lopsided smile.
"S-Spring."
Be Spring
You watch him work from your hiding spot. Golden left mere minutes ago to be replaced with him. He's beautiful just as he was when you last held him. His PJ's hug his body loosely but you remember what he looks like under them. You remember well. His hair is still ruffled from sleep free of his normal top hat, blue eyes focused as he yanks the springs out of the old suit. He thinks you're attached to it you know that's why he's trying so hard to fix the old thing. His tools hum as he cuts through bits of the metal skeleton and when he asks for his tech mate, he named it after you how cute, for music you simply can't resist.
"Now now, I was never musically inclined, love. You know that."
The silence is painful and seems to stretch forever. He twitches a little obviously crying as he chucks his welding mask and look around the room. You lock eyes with him and give your signature smile.
"S-Spring."
"That's me."
As fast as you blink he's crashing into you sobbing loudly. You wrap your arms around him. He fits so perfectly there and this is real and you're crying now too taking in his scent holding him tightly.
"Y-you can't. I'm dreaming. Y-you died I-I held you while you took your last breath. You're dead. They stuffed you in this suit. You can't be here. Yet I can touch you."
His words are broken spaced with heaves of breaths and hiccups and you can't take it. You pull him away from your chest smashing your lips together as he shakes. It takes a moment but you both relax a bit. Tears and spit mingling as your lips move against each other in perfect practice as if time never separated you. His hands find your hair tangling in it securely while your's find his waist fingers dipping inside his waistband just to feel his skin against yours again. His breath hitches a bit at the feeling giving you an opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth letting it slide over his earning you a small moan. Your tongues dance a while as you start to sway him a little gaining slight friction between you. You're honestly not trying to start anything but the feeling of him against you again after so many months of being so totally alone is intoxicating and you suppose if something happens it happens that's all. You sink to the floor leaning against a solid box of sorts. He follows you slipping into your lap, legs wrapped around your waist, without separating at all. He's perfect, you're starting to think you might be dreaming but if this is a dream you hope you never wake. Your hands slip up the back of his shirt tracing old and new scars across his skin making him shiver in your arms and his hands tighten in your hair.
"Goldie? This is a little ridiculous now, lad. Are you o- wow."
You pull away abruptly glaring at your unwanted company. Goldie looks drunk, lips bruised, pupils wide, eyes half lidded, complete with a rosy face in your lap as he leans forward to rest his head on your chest.
"Ummm, hello. I don't mean ta be rude but who are you?"
"Name's Spring. I was part of Project Golden with Goldie. He was my romantic partner. He thought I was dead when really I was just drugged so I'd appear to die and was moved to the area below this room to be processed. I faked a coma for months but I could hear him up here everyday guess I finally got tired of just dreaming. And you are?"
You hope you don't sound snippy you're actually quite a goofy person but you were enjoying that make out session.
"I'm Foxy, nice to meet you."
He smiles to you wide and full of teeth tail wagging in enjoyment.
"So this is why you've been so down lately? He does kinda look like that old thing. Guess it sparked some memories. We should introduce him to Bonnie and Freddy I'm sure they'd like to know you're ok, Goldie."
He kneels beside you and ruffles his golden locks they seem close so you try not to growl. Goldie nods though and you release him letting him stand again.
"They took me in...Bonnie and Freddy. They'd been together for years but they brought me into their relationship. Freddy's a bit attached to me. Turns out he's my older twin who would've thought, right."
He fidgets like he's done something wrong. He thought you were dead, you wanted him to find someone else to love. You didn't want him to wallow in loneliness yet he looks guilty.
"Baby, don't look so guilty. I'm glad you found people that love you I wanted you to. Who knows maybe we can be a romantic group."
You cackle at the way his ears stand straight up and the shades of red his face acquires.
"You always did strike me as a twin too but if he's your identical one I might die."
Another shade of red is invented by his face as he hides in his hands. Foxy snickers behind him covering his mouth to muffle the sound pretty poorly you might add as his gives you a thumbs up. You pull his hands away stealing a light kiss as you guide him out of the room with a hand on his lower back.
"I found him! And a plus one!"
You look out and see quite a few people who look a bit frantic. They all look over to you as you approach looking a bit confused.
"You! You're the Bonnie look alike from that picture!"
You jump back ears going straight up as a tiny but obviously mighty blond woman all but charges up to you. Her little brown and white marbled wings ruffle on her back as she looks you over.
"I'm Chica, and you are?"
She looks like she might take your head off if you make a wrong move.
"Spring."
She looks confused now and looks to Goldie.
"The one your tech mate is based on."
Her body seems to relax and now she smiles hugging him tightly for a moment before pulling away again.
"He bases those on people important and since your based on his own, the one he doesn't let anyone mess with you must be pretty special indeed."
She gives you a hug now and you go ridged for a moment before returning it.
"As far as I'm concerned welcome to the family but I'm not one of the main people you have to go through. That would be those two."
She pulls away and points to another rabbit with violet hair and who has to be Freddy. He looks just like Goldie only with chocolate brown hair. They approach you now. The rabbit must be Bonnie then. He looks curious and yeah he does kind of look like you its really weird. Freddy smiles at his twin as if to reassure him reaching out to ruffle his hair being sure to brush one of his ears making him shiver. Ok that's kinda hot you're not gonna lie.
"I'm Bonnie this is Freddy. You two seem close what are you to him?"
His gaze is somewhat cold, he's evaluating you. These two care deeply for your Goldie. You couldn't be happier.
"I was his romantic partner. We were part of the same project before he was deemed a failure and tossed out. They pretended to kill me to torture him. I faked a coma for months but dreams just aren't enough I had to see him. You care deeply for him I can see it and I am very thankful."
His eye softens at your words and silently you wonder what happened to its pair. A simple black patch with Freddy's in cursive written on it covers a large portion of that side of his face. Your gaze is broken as he turns to Freddy.
"Well...I don't see anything wrong with you. If Goldie trusts you then we do too."
The bear gives you a toothy grin, whoa those are some teeth. He seems startled and quickly stops but you give a shrug to him and an easy smile. He smiles again as you offer a hand shake that he bypasses to give you a tight hug lifting you off the floor a couple inches. Bonnie and Goldie laugh as you yelp and perhaps you could get used to this.