A few weeks later after being in hospital and hordes of people crowding me asking why I continued to work at Freddy's Pizzeria. A walked to the building, I shivered. My hand reached for the handle, the dust covered the gold plastic colors. I was wondering why there were boxes and vans around the building, but I didn't question. My heart froze when I walked in. About nine men were picking up Bonnie and Chica while Freddy was being nailed into a box. I ran over but was stopped when two men grabbed me.

"Hey what are you doing here!" One man shouted

"I work here! Want are you doing here!" I replied

"Oh sorry, were moving then to a new pizzeria. This ones closing."

"Wait why is it closing nothing wrong."

"That is were your wrong." The manager walked from his office. "See when I saw you bleeding, I choose the best thing to do was close down."

"I guess i'm out of a job then..."

"No, the other pizzeria needs a guard as well. No ones taken it because there scared."

I giggled, I looked to the Pirates Cove, the curtain swayed.

"Well i'm out goodbye"

The manager walked out and one of the men shouted "Thats all of them! Lets roll!"

"Wait" I shouted "What about Foxy?"

"He's broken, who wants a broken Foxy?"

"He's not broken!"

"Here take a look" The man then punched me.

Foxy jumped out of his cove. "WHO BE BROKEN NOW MATE?" His eyes were flickering from gold to black.

"What the bloody hell?" The man started backing away

"Where did ye think yes going?" Foxy charged at the man. He shoved his metal hook through the man's shoulder

I was dazed, I rubbed my head then heard a painful scream. I raced toward foxy, grabbing his big, furry, red arm.

"FOXY STOP!" I cried

He looked at me, he ripped me off of his arm and threw me into the wall. A giant crack was made when i hit the wall. Foxy threw me with so much force I coughed up blood. Foxy slowly walked toward the man. His head twitching. Golden Freddy flew from no where giving Foxy a good sock (A really hard punch). The man gripped his shoulder.

"Thanks um.."

Golden Freddy pointed to the door, one of his fist was covered in Oil.

The last thing I heard was boxes breaking and muffled voices.