"How could a Puppet possibly possess us all?"
Bonnie's question hung heavy on the air. Mangle and T-Chi stared at him, unable to answer. They looked at each other and then around, hoping that Red would magically pop up and explain for them like usual.
"We don't know." T-Chi finally said after a pause, shaking her head. Mangle nodded in agreement, looking somewhat upset.
"Y'can ask Red. I'm sure he'd know. He seems to know everything about that thing." Tangle muttered, looking around. T-Chi nodded, clacking her beak a bit.
"Where is he, anyways? And Clyde? I haven't seen them since you stole my beak." She questioned, stating the last part with heavy malice. Mangle looked incredibly guilty, while Tangle and Bonnie shrugged. Tangle snorted a bit, shaking his head.
"Maybe they're in the office." The severed head said with amusement, snickering afterwards. T-Chi rolled her eyes, whispering something about Tangle being immature. Bonnie smiled a bit, shaking his head at them.
There was a silence before they all heard the music box strain, causing them to back up from the direction it was in. They all looked at each other worriedly, fidgeting anxiously.
"I-it's been a while since he wound it..." Bonnie said quietly, his ears flattening a bit. The others stayed silent, simply backing up more. Bonnie followed reluctantly, unsure of what to do.
The animatronics quickly left the Show Stage area when they heard it strain again, going over to an empty party room. The three sat on the medium-sized chairs once they picked the table they wanted, being careful not to crush them under their weight. There was another silence, followed by T-Chi table tapping, Bonnie and Mangle looking around worriedly, and Tangle looking annoyed.
"Calm down, he'll be back. And anyways, even if the box DOES run out, the damn monstrosity will just return by to the box by six in the morning. Weirdo." Tangle said flatly, sounding incredibly
agitated.
T-Chi snorted at the severed head, narrowing her gaze. She rested her head on her wing-hand, glaring at him. "How can you be so lax about this? What if he's hurt?"
"It's not like he could've left the restaurant!" The endoskeleton head snapped, glaring at the female. The two began to argue, but immediately shut up when they heard the lights above them buzz and flicker.
The power went out without warning, leaving the animatronics in complete silence. They sat there quietly, unsure of what to say. They were terrified to speak, simply listening to the music box play on.
Red cursed out loud when everything went black after the power shorted out with a loud 'zap'. He dropped the screwdriver from surprise, causing it to clank onto the floor. He heard Clyde yelp out from (what he guessed) shock, followed by a few grunting noises.
"S-sir, are you okay?" The bunny finally said after a few moments, his voice shaky.
"Yeah." Red responded quickly, turning on his eye-lights. He blinked a few times and looked around, spotting the bunny near the back, curled up from fear in a corner. He laughed sheepishly when the bear spotted him, smiling weakly.
"Guess it's time we take a break." The leader said, looking back at the dirty, golden exoskeleton. He hadn't cleaned it up yet, but he had reattached an endoskeleton into it. He seemed to be progressing quite well in terms of getting its insides fixed up.
Clyde stood from the corner, walking over to the bear. Red stood up as well, trying to illuminate the floor as much as he could for them both.
"What do you think happened?" Clyde questioned, sounding worried. Red shrugged in response, shaking his head.
"I don't know. Maybe they overloaded the fuses." He suggested, walking over to the fuse boxes that were located across the room. He tested them out various times, quickly seeing that they were all fine. He closed the box and turned around, heading for the stairs.
"Probably a black out. The restaurant has great wiring, so I doubt it has anything to do with us."
The blue bunny nodded slowly and reluctantly, following Red hesitantly. He looked around in the dark anxiously, his ears twitching a bit.
"Sir, it's been a while since-"
"I know, I've got it. I'll wind it after we locate the others."
They went silent after that, both of them getting to the first floor quickly. Red instantly went straight for the stage room, looking around for the others. He let out a few whirrs and clicks in attempt to 'call' them, but frowned when he heard nothing in response.
He looked around the main room, checking the stage first. He didn't bother to make sure Clyde was following, he knew the rabbit would yell if he needed help.
Seeing no sight of any of them, he sighed. Walking away from the stage, he approached the Prize Corner. He decided that it was best to wind the music box before he did anything else.
Hearing a sudden laugh, he stopped and turned around. Spotting B.B., he raised an eyebrow, frowning.
"B.B., what is it? I'm quite busy."
B.B. laughed again, grinning up at the bear. Red shuffled in uneasiness, eyeing the child. He continued to stare at the older male, making him cough awkwardly. "Again, what is it? I really need to get going. We can speak afterwards, if it isn't important."
There was a long, silent pause before B.B. suddenly leapt at Red's face, taking the bear mascot by surprise. Red stumbled back in shock, while the humanoid grabbed his hat without warning. He pulling it off quickly and ran away, laughing while doing so.
Red stared, trying to comprehend what had just happened. It finally sunk in once he felt the top of his head, making him groan in annoyance. He speed walked after B.B., easily able to track him by the sound of him walking.
He followed him in circles for several minutes, until the boy finally ran into the lounge room. Rolling his eyes, he followed after without question, pushing the doors open.
"B.B., where are you?!" He spoke loudly, his ears flattened in agitation. He blinked his eye lights on, only to jump a bit when he spotted Freddy.
"Freddy," He asked calmly, trying to keep his tone of voice normal. He couldn't hide that he was feeling a bit embarrassed by the fact that his hat was gone. "Where did B.B. go?"
"What?" Freddy asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked to Red in confusion, frowning. "He hasn't been here."
"But I JUST saw him go through here with my hat."
"Well, it's pretty dark. Maybe your mind made it up, huh?"
Red stuttered a few times before simply sighing, rubbing his face. Freddy began to say something, but they both went silent when Red's hat fell from the ceiling. They both looked up to see nothing, leaving them feeling quite uneasy.
"Uh." The older bear muttered, looking to Red for answers. The Toy animatronic shrugged, picking his hat up and putting it back on.
"What was that all about?" Freddy finally asked, his brows furrowed in confusion. Red shrugged, shaking his head.
"He's been acting odd lately. Even more so than usual..."
They both fell silent again, followed by Freddy finally sighing.
"Red, look. I-"
"I understand, Freddy." Red said, smiling at the older mascot. He walked over and patted his shoulder carefully, looking him in the eyes. "I understand."
Freddy shuffled in his seat awkwardly, nodding slowly. He mouthed a silent 'thank you' before standing up. They both studied each other again, still unsure of each other.
"Well." Red finally spoke, starting to turn around. He kept his gaze locked with Freddy's as he walked, blinking. "I better get going. I ha-"
Before Red could finish his sentence, a loud crash rung throughout the area, as well as various shouts. Both males jumped, their semi-relaxed states vanishing into alarm. They once again looked at each other before they left the lounge room, nearly running down the halls to where the stage was without a word.
Both bears looked around quickly, to find the rest of the Toy animatronics on the floor, as well as Bonnie. They all looked up at the two desperately, all while trying to stay in place.
"R-RED, THE MUSIC BOX-" Clyde choked out, his green eyes wide in fear. A sudden power surge made all of the animatronics in the room cower, protecting themselves from the sparks that showered from the ceiling.
Red's eyes shot open once Clyde's panicked words set in. He looked around quickly when the room was illuminated for a split second by the sparks, using the opportunity to find what he was looking for. Spotting a shadow from the corner of his eyes, he snapped into full alertness.
"LEAVE, NOW." He snapped at Bonnie and the three (technically four) Toy animatronics, glaring at them quickly. As if on cue, they all scurried away, quickly leaving the area. Freddy stood in place, unsure and confused of what was happening. His eyes went to Red, once again looking for answers.
"R-RED, WHAT-" The old bear began to speak, but was silenced by a sudden wave of static. The other animatronic seemed to be affected as well, as he began wincing and flinching a bit just as Freddy did.
They both froze when it went dead silent. Red began to back up, pulling Freddy away in the process. He hissed softly, trying to tell Freddy to hurry up. Before they could even finish walking into an empty party room, Red stopped them. They spotted both Bonnie and Clyde in a vent, and the bears quickly worried that they had just led the thing to them both.
They both began to back out of the room, froze up on the spot and stopped.
Out of the corner of Freddy's eye, he spotted the tallest, most demonic looking thing he had ever seen. It glided seamlessly across the hallway floor into the party room where they stood their grounds, quickly closing in on them both. It was horrifyingly tall, nearly touched the ceiling. It wasn't even walking; it almost floated like something otherworldly. It bore a pale, white face, along with a constantly turned-up, open mouth grin that never went away.
The same face he had seen for years.
Red growled lowly, pushing Freddy aside. The older male collided gently with a wall, watching the scene play out helplessly. He didn't know what to do, or how to react. He glanced to the bunnies who were in the vent, only to see that they had cowered back more.
The lead Toy animatronic got in front of the original, eyeing the Puppet. He rolled his shoulders a bit, standing up straight. Although he was tall, he was nothing compared to the Puppet's height. He hid any fear, his ears standing to attention.
"Leave Freddy alone, I'm what you want." He declared, not taking his eyes off of the monster. A stone-cold scoff filled his hearing, making him growl softly.
"Egotistical, are we?" It hissed, getting closer to them both. Red held his breath when it got in front of him, staring down on him as if he were an ant.
Red began to back up a bit, his eyes locking with the black sockets that stared mercilessly down at him. Before he could move far enough away, he felt a sudden force grip his entire body, lifting him up into the air. He roared angerly, thrashing about in its grip. Freddy watched in horror when the Toy animatronic was chucked across the room with ease, like he was made of paper.
The bear collided with the wall at full force, causing a large chunk of it to collapse. He fell to the floor harshly, quickly becoming covered in rubble. He sparked a few times, a bit of oil spraying out from an area near his fuel tank.
Bonnie and the others shouted out in panic from the vent, all of them yelling out various things to either Red or Freddy. The old mascot stood in place, eyes wide as his gears turned quickly in his chest, nearly stopping a few times. The puppet laughed at them all, shaking its head.
"Freddy," It spoke in a wispy voice, the constant smile it wore never leaving its expression. It floated over to the old male, resting in front of him. "We meet again."
"Y-you..." The bear choked out, failing to find the correct words. "Y-you're-..." He quickly stumbled over himself trying to back away. The creature laughed again in amusement.
"What's the matter, Freddy? Don't you recognize me?" The Puppet's voice was smooth and eerie, making fear spark further in the oldest animatronic. He nodded slowly, ears flattening.
"Y-yes, I-I-"
"No?" The Puppet said in mock-sympathy, smiling wickedly. "I don't expect much..." It trailed off, circling the mascot with no effort. Its movements were smooth and graceful, as if it were gliding on ice.
"I know you've met me before," It sneered, gently stroking Freddy's face. The male groaned in disgust at the horribly clammy hands, closing his eyes. It smirked. "...In this life and in your dreams."
Freddy felt weak. His vision was doubling and crossing at the sight of the demon, static beginning to cover everything. He could feel his energy drain, and no matter which way he looked, the face of it followed, staying in his vision.
"Want a hint?" It whispered, the smile never leaving. Freddy was gagging, oil making its way out of the his dirty muzzle.
Before he could react, The Puppet grabbed his throat, nearly crushing it in one swift squeeze. "You ruined my life." It said gently, in a fake loving tone.
The robot choked and gagged when he felt his circulation pipe get blocked off. He began scrambling for for something, anything to give him leverage. Anything to help him get away.
"I died because of you."
Freddy turned his head away from it, but the face was still there. He shrieked in horror, closing his eyes. It was still there, remaining.
"One last hint," It said, tightening its grip. Freddy braced for the worse.
Pausing, The Puppet leaned in, exhaling a cold, lifeless breath into Freddy's ear. He flinched, still choking and gagging. The Puppet smirked.
"Go to sleep."
Hearing the bells chime 6am, The Master disappeared.
Freddy dropped to the ground, powering down.
Bonnie, Clyde, and the others watched in helpless horror from the vent.
"Freddy!"
"F-Fred, wake up!"
Groaning softly, Freddy opened his eyes. His vision was blurred and doubled at first, only going back to normal after a few minutes. Clyde and T-Chi were staring at his face in worry.
Clyde was cleaning up any oil that was leaking from Freddy's mouth, and T-Chi was rubbing the younger bear's back. Freddy spotted that Red had various dents and scratches on his once-smooth exoskeleton, making him appear slightly broken. Mangle and Tangle were fixing up his arm, which seemed to be twisted and limp.
Blinking a few more times, Freddy groaned and sat up, making the bunny animatronic back up in respect. He smiled sympathetically at him, tilting his head.
"How are you feeling, sweetie?" The blue rabbit asked, rubbing the older male's forehead a bit. The bear groaned in pain, leaning backwards against the wall.
"F-fine, I suppose..."
"Freddy," Red began, his voice stern and laced with a mild franticness, still shaky and weak as well. He pushed M&T away, struggling to stand up. "H-how does it know you?" He demanded, studying the other bear's face.
Freddy shook his head in disbelief. He rubbed his arm in attempt to calm himself, his eyes darting around. "T-that's what..."
"What?" Red demanded again, his voice rising. "Tell me. Now."
"Boss, go easy on him!" Clyde half-yelled, his ears falling back in anger. "He nearly died! God! Give him a break!"
Red gave him a glare, growling. "Don't push your luck, bunny boy. I almost died, too." Clyde scoffed loudly at that, crossing his arms.
"Stop." T-Chi snapped dangerously, looking at them both with a warning glare. "You're bickering like an old married couple."
They both flinched and looked away from each other. Tangle laughed loudly, making them both snort in annoyance.
"Shut up, Tangle. Go get my cigars." Red snarled, glaring at the broken, mangled animatronic. Tangle rolled his eye, snorting a bit. "Yeah, fine. C'mon, bozo! Move it!" He barked at Mangle, who jumped a bit in panic. The broken fox left the area, crawling through the vent.
Once the two male animatronics were calmed down, T-Chi looked at Freddy, her gaze soft on him. "Fred, hon, tell us."
Freddy relaxed a bit at T-Chi's soft voice, exhaling. Letting his arms drop to his side, he closed his eyes, shaking his head.
"T-there was this...human...It h-hurt us all...It destroyed my brother...Killed him...the kids...H-he killed the children..."
"Brother? What brother, Bonnie? What children?" Red asked again, struggling to keep his tone relaxed. Clyde looked at Red and then Freddy again, wondering if it had something to do with their recent discovery.
"...I can't," Freddy whispered, coughing. "I'm so tired."
The Toys watched helplessly as he drifted into sleep mode, unable to do anything. Both boys looked from each other to T-Chi, all of them frowning.
"T-Chi, T-Bone," Red started, lowering his gaze to Freddy's foot. Lifting it up carefully, his scanned it quickly, looking for his production date.
1973.
"Get on the computer in the lounge." He demanded calmly, standing up. He grunted in pain, holding his arm. "L-look up any incidents about Freddy Fazbear's from 1973 to 1990. And for the love of God, somebody get my arm some oil..."
"First opened in 1960 as Fredbear's Diner..." Clyde said out loud to the other animatronics in the room, scanning various news aricles on the computer screen.
"Name was changed to Fazbear's Diner in 1970, then was changed to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria when the first animatronics were built in 1973."
"Getting somewhere," Red muttered, pulling out a cigar. Fumbling with it, he shakily lit it, putting it to his mouth to calm himself. "Anything else?"
"One of the animatronics was scrapped in 1975 due to an unknown incident." Clyde frowned at that, scratching his head.
"Does it say who was scrapped?"
"No, sir."
"Look up incidents relating to FFP in 1977."
Nodding quickly, Clyde got to work. Red sighed and puffed out some smoke. T-Chi was looking through various folders and papers to find something relating to the scrapped animatronic.
"Why are we looking for information on it?" She questioned, scanning over various news papers.
"We found something in the basement." He replied, pacing a bit. "I think it might have something to do with all of this."
"S-sir." Clyde said, tilting his head to the direction of T-Chi and Red without averting his eyes. T-Chi and Red looked at him quickly, both of them walking closer.
"Newspaper of 1987; Mascot suspiciously removed after five children go missing 10 years ago at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria. Bodies never found."
Raising an eyebrow, Red leaned his arms on the back of Clyde's chair. Studying the computer screen, he tilted his head away from the rabbit to sigh out some smoke. "Is that it?"
"Boss, I found something!" T-Chi said excitedly, interrupting Clyde before he could speak. She walked over, holding up an old newspaper. Red stood up straight, looking to her. Noticing he was expecting her to read it, she fumbled for a second.
"B-beloved mascot "Golden Freddy" removed from local pizza parlour after children go missing." She spoke, looking up from the paper to the bear. Eyes widening, he quickly looked at Clyde.
"Clyde, look up Gol-"
Before he could finish speaking, the power went down. They all froze, their eyes widening in surprise. Looking at each other, they all tensed up when they heard a clang from the music box before it returned to its normal tune. Clyde swallowed nervously.
"I don't think Puppet wants us to know, Boss..."
Author's Note:
Heya, guys! How are 'ya doin'? Sorry for the late update!
I hope you guys had a good Christmas, and I hope you'll have a happy New Year!
Big thanks to Chillaid for beta reading!
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I'd also like to thank Anon MissDarkRaven, Anon xxToxicWolfxx, Bink1999, LevitatingPiez, MarmaladeBird, The Ghost-Ninja Guy, calytommo, Purest of the Hearts, Elysion Wish, Anon TheFallenOne, CanzetYote, Anon Kittendream15, Unknown Forgotten Friend, Anon nb, MikeSchmidt, Jenny Lockhart, DeathClaw1787, BethelaP, Anon Just Fine, Anon Lolz, Anon Jules, Is It Me or Not, MCHaunter, Anon someone, Anon Guest, the unexplained, and Anon nananabatman! Jeez, that's a lot of people!
Answered Questions!:
Is It Me or Not: "Is there going to be any involvement of humans? Like as main characters?"
Answer: Nope, sorry!
Jenny Lockheart: "If all the animatronics have personalities, what would they be like? I'd like to know."
Answer: Hmm. In my universe? Freddy would be shy, Bonnie would be outgoing, Chica would be 'derpy', Foxy would be innocent, Red would be calm/wouldn't show many emotions, Mangle would be shy, Toy Chica would be the happy-go-lucky type, Clyde would be...erh, 'fabulous', ect.
Anon Just Fine: "I don't care weather u like it or not, but u better get shit real or else! I swear. If u don't do it soon i swear i will tell my friends and family how bad this story is."
Answer: Uh, not quite sure what you mean! If you mean the games, this AU isn't following the canon game timeline. But if you really want to tell them it's bad, feel free to. I don't mind at all; It'll motivate me to write better!
Sorry for the late updates! Expect them about 5-10 days apart. I'm procrastinating a lot lately, and I have horrible writers' block.
Until next time, my friends!
