Author's Note:

Due to the fact that there's no ending author's note for this chapter, I'll only say this;

If you're sensitive to death, please skip this chapter and wait until chapter 17. Chapter 17 is indeed the final chapter, so thank you for those who have stuck around to the end!

Thank you to everybody who has reviewed, and to Chillaid for beta reading! I'll properly thank you all in the next chapter.

(I'd also like to note that this chapter doesn't really contain any 'shipping', it's mostly friend love and brotherly love. But, if you enjoy the pairing, feel free to ship it.)


Golden glanced down at the hollow, empty puppet. His red eyes filled with a small amount of sadness as he picked it up, sighing. Taking it over to the present box that it had resided in, he placed it inside, carefully closing the lid. Looking over at the others, he noticed that they had all calmed down. The originals were talking with each other while taking an occasional look at Golden, and the remaining Toys were on the stage, looking exhausted. It was nearly 6am.

Freddy hopped up from his spot with the old animatronics and walked over to the other bear, smiling lightly, almost shyly. Golden chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, looking him over. "'Ah've really missed 'ya, brother."

"I've missed you, too." Freddy said with a sheepish smile, his ears flattening a bit. They hugged once again. Freddy was becoming incredibly clingy with him. He would occasionally leave the group of other animatronics just to follow Golden around if he left the area, acting as if he were a puppy. Golden didn't mind at all, he had missed his brother terribly.

"We sure have changed quite a bit, huh?" The red-eyed bear questioned, looking himself over and chuckling a bit. "'Ah don't exactly look golden anymore. 'Ah look like 'ah've rolled around in a mud puddle."

"Y-yeah. I don't exactly look 'cute' anymore." Freddy muttered, rubbing his bad arm. He glanced over at their family before he looked at the gold bear and tilted his head, frowning.

"Gold, what were those black things?"

"It's hard 'ta explain without me soundin' stupid." The other male spoke instantly without hesitation, rubbing the back of his dirty head. "It was odd, 'ah was alive, but at the same time 'ah was dead. I could still see 'ya'll, but 'ah couldn't do anythin'." Realizing that he was rambling off subject, he cleared his throat, lowering his arm from his neck. "The Puppet had somehow turned the anger 'n fear 'ya and Bon had into the things 'ya saw. Think it called 'em 'yer shadow selves, or somethin'."

Freddy laughed a little bit at the tale, indeed finding it bizarre and far fetched. His laughter and amused expression faded off after a while, his ears drooping when he realized just how much anger and fear he truly had in his system. Sighing, he shook it off.

"How did you do that?" The brown bear asked in attempt to change the subject, furrowing his brows in curiosity. "Save us like that."

"I'm not entirely sure 'mahself." Golden said truthfully, shrugging a bit. His eyes scanned the area, as if he were looking for something. "It must have somethin' 'ta do with that Red fellow who saved me."

"Red?" Freddy questioned, his mind suddenly crashing back into the fact that he hadn't seen Red since he had ran off. Looking around, he glanced over at B.B. and T-Chi who were on the stage. T-Chi was cleaning B.B.'s face, which seemed to have grease on it.

"T-Chi!" He shouted, catching the chicken's attention. She looked up and smiled at the older bear, tilting her head.

"Yeah, Freddy? What is it?" Her blue eyes were filled with relief as she spoke, looking immensely calm. B.B. looked relaxed as well, it was obviously a huge burden taken away from them. Even though they were being scrapped, they appeared happy.

"Where's Red?" He asked, glancing around for a few moments.

T-Chi looked around as well after she had been asked the question, blinking. "Uh, I don't know...I don't even see Clyde."

Everybody seemed to notice now that the blue rabbit and the Toy leader were both gone. Unsure of what to do, they all decided to take off and look for them both. While B.B., Foxy, Chica and T-Chi stayed behind, the others all left. M&T took the vents that went through the entire restaurant, and the original Fazbear trio took the rest of the restaurant.

They all took caution as they walked and explored, not sure if the demonic forces were fully gone from the restaurant.


"RED!" Clyde shouted out, looking into the office. He was basically jogging in place, his ears twitching for any signs of the other animatronic. He had searched various rooms for the Toy bear while the others were busy with Golden, too worried to even think to ask them for help. He would occasionally shout out in an attempt to find him, only to have his voice echo off of the empty walls. He was becoming increasingly worried when he got no response, and his tone of voice and increasingly frantic calls proved it.

Running from the office to the Parts and Service room, he stopped when he noticed the basement door was opened, nearly off of its hinge. He touched it lightly, only to have it completely fall off of the broken hinge and crash to the ground, causing a cloud of dust to poof up. Ignoring it, Clyde dashed inside the narrow hallway, speed-walking down the stairs without a second thought. He looked around for his friend as he did so, his ears flattened.

"RED!" He shouted out again, still waiting to see if he heard a response. Jumping off of the final two stairs, he reached the floor with a clanging thud. He wobbled a bit to gain balance again, and scanned the area carefully. He tensed up when he spotted Red near one of the pipes he always used for cold air after working, completely collapsed onto the floor.

Various parts of his body were smoking a bit, his eyes squinted shut from pain. Several flames spouted out from the inside of his body, followed by more billowing smoke. He coughed some out, the flames visibly nearing his main circuit board. Clyde struggled out a squeak at the sight, running towards him.

"R-Red!" He struggled out, falling to his knees next to him. He whimpered when he got nothing but a blink in response. He felt his throat close up on him a bit from fear. He got up and struggled to open the cold steam pipe, straining a few seconds before it actually ripped opened. He no longer cared about damaging property, it didn't matter. Making sure the gushing stream of cold air was directly on his bear friend, he kneeled down, studying the other male's face.

Red let out a quiet cough, his eyes resting on the blue bunny. The flames and smoke slowed to a stop, but some parts of visible endoskeleton were a bright orange from over heating. Clyde sniveled, wiping his face dry. He helped the bear sit up, making sure the flames were out beforehand.

"I-I told you, y-you idiot," Clyde whispered, wiping off a bit of oil from the bear's mouth. "You'd over heat someday."

Red chuckled weakly, coughing out some smoke. He smirked at the bunny, raising an eyebrow. "Y-you said you wouldn't complain, C-Clyde."

Clyde shook his head vigorously, biting his own knuckle. There was a prolonged pause before Red gently took his hand, pulling it away from his mouth. They exchanged eye contact before Red coughed again, blinking a few times. He slowly raised his paw and opened up the front of his chest's exoskeleton, which had been previously loosened, apparently jarred apart. He pointed to an empty fuse spot, smiling weakly at the bunny.

Clyde's eyes shot open completely when he had realized what Red had done.

He had sacrificed himself for Golden.

"R-Red, no. P-please, you can't-..." Clyde choked out, gripping onto the bear desperately as he trailed off. The older animatronic was powering down slowly, making the bunny panic.

"D-DON'T LEAVE ME!" He cried out at the bear after he didn't get a response, tears beginning to fall. Red's eyes flickered from pure black to normal before he lifted his paw up slowly to wipe the tears on his friend's face away, becoming visibly weaker by the minute.

"Clyde," He whispered, blinking several more times. His eyes faded and flickered, nearly shutting off. He was fighting it, Clyde could tell.

"You've been my best friend, Clyde." He spoke carefully, taking the bunny's paw in his own, covering it completely. "You ARE my best friend...and you always will be. I couldn't...a-and I can't thank you enough for how much you've helped me in the time that we've known each other. I would have broken down a long time ago if it wasn't for you. I don't understand why you've been so loyal to somebody like me."

Exhaling, he leaned upwards, cupping the rabbit's face. He kissed him carefully on the cheek, not wanting to harm him from any toxic smoke that might be coming from him. He studied the bunny's face before he dropped down, wincing when he collided with the floor.

"I l-love you, Clyde. You're a wonderful friend. I want you to know that. It's one hundred percent true, don't ever doubt yourself." He muttered after recovering from the pain, coughing again. Clyde laughed dryly, choking out a small sob. He removed his friend's hat and petted his head, biting his lip. He gently stroked his slicked-back 'hair', shivering slightly.

"I love you too, s-sir."

There was a pause. They studied each other's faces for a moment before Red winced, gripping the rabbit's arm in attempt to ride out the pain.

"Promise you'll t-take care of everybody." He struggled, his voice fading out as he spoke. "Y-you're in charge now...I know you can do it."

Clyde nodded slowly, smiling weakly at him. He nuzzled his friend's cheek spot with his snout, trying to calm him down. It seemed to work, Red relaxed by a large amount. He leaned into Clyde, occasionally coughing.

They sat like that for a while, both of them silent. Clyde attempted to keep the other one cool and relaxed, but he felt as if he was failing. He simply held the bear throughout the entire time, trying to tell him that he'd be okay.

Even hours after he had left the rabbit, hours after the 6am bells had chimed, Clyde continued holding his best friend, begging for him to come back. His bright emerald eyes had flickered to a muted gray, and he desperately continued to search Red's black, lifeless eyes for any hint of life.

In the end, Clyde finally had to face it; everything he had done in attempt to save him was completely futile.

Red had died.