The restaurant re-opened the next day, forcing the already exhausted Toy animatronics to work. The old ones were sent back to the Parts and Service room, where they would stay until nightfall.

Red showed visible, very obvious signs of injury, but the humans didn't seem to notice. He limped a bit when he walked, and didn't move off of the stage during the day unless it was absolutely necessary. The others were worried.

Once the humans finally took notice of Red's problems, they took some parts from Freddy to replace Red's with. The old animatronic gave them up happily; he'd do anything to make sure they were okay.

In the whirlwind of everything happening, they had all became skeptical of B.B., who no longer acted normal. He still gave balloons to the children, but would remain still and silent at his post until something odd would happen at night.

Freddy and Bonnie on the other hand were almost terrified to leave the Parts and Service room. Freddy knew that he wasn't the only one who remembered who it was; Bonnie remembered as well.

The two sat there in silence, listening to the rhythmic bass coming from the show stage room as the Toys all sang. They didn't speak. Bonnie wasn't sure of what to say, and Freddy just didn't want to say anything.

"Freddy..." Bonnie began softly, looking over at the bear. Freddy quickly tilted his head away, closing his eyes.

"I-it's okay, Fred..."

Freddy continued to ignore Bonnie, his ears going flat. Bonnie attempted to sneakily scoot over to him, but made a lot of noise in the process. He sat next to Freddy with a loud 'clang', looking at him again.

"Bonnie, it's his fault." He said quietly, his voice trembling. He choked back a small sob, blinking away some tears. "H-he killed Golden."

"I know," Bonnie whispered in response, his own voice uneven and shaky. "What d-do we do? If he's possessing us all, we need to stop him!"

"T-that's just it, I don't know how to." Freddy's voice grew quieter by the second, almost to the point where he was completely mute. Bonnie stopped speaking after that, his own ears drooping.

There was another silence between them both, until Freddy sat up a bit more. He reached into his old, broken exoskeleton and rummaged around, sighing a shaky breath. He pulled out a small paper, unfolding it carefully and slowly.

Bonnie looked at it with interest, his ears perking up a bit. He scooted even further closer to Freddy, resting his head on his shoulder to get a good view of it. His ears perked up all the way when Freddy finished unfolding it.

It was one of the original posters of Freddy, Bonnie and Golden that used to be hung around the old restaurant.

"F-Freddy..." Bonnie said softly, looking it over. He reached out his remaining arm to touch it gently, his eyes studying it as if it were the most important thing on the planet.

"I took it when the humans were taking them all down." Freddy said softly, studying over Golden's face. "I kept it as a memoir. I-it's kind of painful to look at, huh?"

Bonnie nodded slowly, curling into Freddy a bit. His ears fell again, followed by a soft sigh coming from his voice box.

"It hurts, but it's good to see him again. I almost forgot what he looked like."

"Me, too."

They both fell into silence again, before Freddy gently folded the poster back up and tucked it safely away inside of his exoskeleton. He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes with a quiet sigh. Bonnie leaned against Freddy, his endoskeleton back lights turning off.

The two fell asleep like that, fearing the worst for their future but hoping for the best.


"O-ow!"

Red grunted in pain, wincing slightly. T-Chi was attaching 'new' elbows to the bear, which had been put on backwards by the humans. She winced when he cried out, clacking her beak worriedly.

"Sorry, Reddy. Just stay still, okay?"

Red sighed in anguish, nodding slowly. Clyde walked over and carefully petted the bear's forehead, smiling at him. The rabbit sat next to the leader, pressing an ice pack to his forehead.

Sighing a bit at the coolness, Red relaxed a bit, closing his eyes. The other two animatronics made sure he was comfortable before T-Chi finally snapped the remaining elbow into place, eliciting a pain groan from the bear.

"We can't keep doing this," The bear hissed through clenched teeth, closing his eyes tightly. "We have to think of a way to get rid of that monster for good."

"But how?" T-Chi asked quietly, looking down at the bear. He shrugged and shook his head, sighing. He stood up slowly, wobbling a bit. The others looked at him worriedly, waiting for an answer.

"I don't know." He finally muttered, shaking his head. Limping off of the stage, he rubbed the back of his neck, removing the ice pack from his head. The others followed him, making sure he was going to be alright walking by himself.

Clyde gripped his arm when he snorted out smoke and stumbled a bit, giving him a worried, almost scolding glare. T-Chi did the same, stopping him from walking any further.

"Please move," The bear grumbled, glaring at them both. "I need to get to the basement. I feel like I have to work on...it."

The chicken and the rabbit both looked at each other, completely unamused. After a few moments, they both sighed at the same time and turned to him, crossing their arms.

"We'll help." Clyde said, glaring at the bear with determination. T-Chi nodded in agreement, making Red sigh himself. He shrugged lightly, shaking his head.

"Fine."


After being led to the basement, Red got to work on the broken exoskeleton again. With the help of the other two Toys, he was able to completely construct a new endoskeleton for it, which fit perfectly. He added new fuses and wires, along with various other things. He didn't bother to clean it up just yet, deciding to test it first. Leaning back for a moment, he thought some things over in his mind before nodding to himself.

"Alright, here we go." Red spoke, standing up straight. Clyde and T-Chi watched worriedly, focusing their attention on him.

Red flipped the switch to the old animatronic, hoping for the best. Frowning when it didn't boot up, he sighed, flicking it on and off a few times.

Cursing to himself, he shut it off and stomped his foot a bit. The two other Toys sighed, looking down.

"I was sure I had it." The bear muttered, opening the animatronic back up. Looking at all of the parts to make sure they were all connected properly, he clacked his jaw a bit, frowning in concentration.

Clyde walked over to him, looking around at the circuitry as well. They both were silent during their search, until Clyde made a soft noise of realization.

"Looks like it's missing a fuse." He said softly, blinking. He traced the area where it should have been, squinting lightly. "A really small one. I doubt they even make that type anymore; it's so outdated."

"I'm sure we can find one." Red responded, patting the bunny on the back. He weakly struggled to stand up straight, looking down at the broken animatronic. Sighing, he ran a hand over his face. "Take a break, guys. We can finish it up later. Oh, and T-Bone? Try to fix the internet. It hasn't worked since yesterday."

Both Clyde and T-Chi nodded, leaving the basement quickly as instructed. The leader stayed behind, staring at the rusty exoskeleton that laid before him, deep in thought. He coughed several times as he sat alone, each one becoming worse than the previous one.

He didn't become alarmed until the few final coughs, all of them strong enough to jar some bolts and screws loose. He coughed them up painfully out of his voice box, followed by a small amount of dark black oil splattering onto his hand. He choked in surprise, quickly wiping it off with a nearby rag.

He stood up with difficulty once again, hobbling a bit. He walked out of the basement, going to find the others. He didn't want to scare anybody.


All of the animatronics sat in the lounge room, doing various things. The room was almost fully silent, aside from the sounds of the TV and other moving objects.

Freddy was engrossed with the TV, staring at it in a slumped

"Hey, Freddy, it'll be okay!" The Toy chicken cooed to the old animatronic, leaning on the back on the couch he sat on. "I'm sure you'll see Foxy again someday soon."

"What about Chica?" Bonnie questioned, his ears perking up to pick up her voice easier. The female Toy animatronic rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly, shrugging a bit.

"I'm not sure, Bonnie." She said truthfully, shuffling her foot a bit. "She hasn't activated by herself, yet. And I don't know if we have the smaller correct parts to fix older models up."

The purple bunny's ears drooped at that, his head tilting downwards. She sighed sadly, patting both older males in attempt to soothe them. She looked over to Clyde for backup, but frowned when he saw he was sitting at the computer.

The rabbit typed away, frowning deeply in concentration. Pausing for a second after typing more, he sighed, resting his face in his hands. "Still can't get online."

The others went silent at that, unsure of what to say. Before they could think of anything to speak of, Red walked through the doors. The Toys either stood or sat at attention, while the older ones simply stared.

"The music box," He began, pausing only to cough lightly. Taking out a roll of paper from his exoskeleton, he went over to a table and spread it out. The others slowly approached, curious of what he had to say. Once the paper was fully spread out, he made sure that they could all tell it was a roughly drawn blueprint of the music box.

"We have to keep it wound." He continued simply, tracing one of his plastic claws over a wrinkle of the paper. "But I can't always be here to do it. If I'm not here, nobody will wind it. The humans will forget someday, and there wouldn't be anybody here to do it at night."

"How do you propose we do this, Red?" Clyde questioned, looking at the blueprints. Red once again traced his claw along the drawing of handle on the box, tapping it.

"We make something to constantly wind it up. Easy enough, right?"

Everybody fell silent at that. They couldn't help but to feel a little bit silly for not thinking of it before. They all nodded slowly, making the Toy bear smile.

"G-good."

Red went into a small coughing fit, making the other animatronics watch in worry. They waited until he calmed down to speak, unsure of what to say.

"What can we do?" Freddy questioned, looking at his counterpart worriedly. The Toy bear shrugged slight, looking down at the paper again.

"You can help me construct this. It's simple yet complex; we find a way to keep gears turning perpetually without a power source."

The others nodded slowly in agreement, watching him for a moment. They all stood up straight when he pulled the paper away, looking at them all.

"Let's get started."


Author's Note:

(NOTE, IF YOU HAVEN'T FIGURED OUT WHO THE PUPPET IS, GO BACK TO BROTHERS OF CIRCUITS AND CHECK OUT CHAPTER 4, ENTITLED "Go To Sleep".)

Heya, guys! Happy 2015! Sorry for the late update and short chapter, I still have horrible writer's block.

It's weird, I know exactly how to write it all, but I'm just unable to. I hate to say it, but I might have to put this on hiatus. I'll try to crank out chapter 12, though!

I feel like I'm not connecting to the characters as I write them, which is a big deal to me. I don't know if you can tell, but it feels like they're lacking personality in the past few chapters. I gotta fix that.

Anyways, I hope you're all excited for FNaF 3 that was 'announced' today! I know I am~

I'd like to thank Chillaid for beta reading!

Also, I'd like to thank Bink1999, Anon Kayla, Anon Fazzy, KudleyFan93, Robaschi, TheFuzzies, litosns, Anon TheFallenOne, Anon Bardeni, Anon MissDarkRaven, DeathClaw1787, Binkie14, Anon Jules, LevitatingPiez, MCHaunter, Anon Just Fine, Anon Lolz, Anon Zebrafinch, sora-chibi-kitten8, Elysion Wish, TLPenn, Is It Me or Not, Purest of the Hearts, Jenny Lockhart, Anon Blue, Anon druid54, xXLunarShadowXx, Anon CSCatStudio's, and Anon THEAWESOMEONE for the reviews! Rock on, guys!

No spotlights for this chapter, sorry!


Answered Questions!:


Anon Hai Dere: "What would goldy be if he was human"

Answer: (I laughed a bit at this) Uh, I dunno. Southerner? (I imagined them all being Canadian for some reason and I laughed even more)


Anon druid54: "how much foreshadowing are you planning to put in this series?"

Answer: Enough~


Until next time, friends! I'll try to work more/quicker on chapters!