(Hello, what up, everybody! Creep E's the name and writing's my game, and welcome to the Fake Ending of this story! Now, I know that it's been highly demanded that I write the Fake Ending for this story too, as an alternate ending, so here it is: my very first Choose Only Your Own True Ending! [Or COYOTE for short.] If any of you liked the Fake Ending better than the Real Ending in Sister Location - the game, not necessarily this fanfic - then you can read this ending instead and skip the real one! Or you can just read 'em both, whichever works for you.)
Ennard set the empty shell of Baby onto the conveyer belt, facing the door.
"Perfect," said Ennard. "Everything's going great."
He's coming, right? said Funtime Freddy.
"That's right!" said Ennard. "Then, we'll easily trick him into going to the Scooping Room, and it'll be effortless to escape this place!"
Awesome! said Funtime Foxy.
But why did you remove your communications card? Ballora asked.
"It acts like my voice box," said Ennard. "It's the part of me that lets me speak. If we have him take it out and carry it with him, then we won't have to be with him in order to hear us talking."
Oh, I see, said Ballora in realization.
Wait... said Funtime Foxy. I hear 'im comin'! Everyone stay still!
Got it! said Funtime Freddy.
"All right, guys, this is it," said Ennard. "Just move our body when we need to, and let me do the talking."
William entered the Parts & Service room.
"Great job reaching Parts & Service," said HandUnit. "Circus Baby has been deactivated for an unknown reason. It's your job to make sure that she is structurally stable, and secured to the conveyer. Our technicians will take it from there."
"All righty," said William. "I'd think you would know why she's been deactivated, though..."
"Can you hear me?" said Ennard. William jumped, startled. "I'm pretending. Remember how I said that I could pretend? The cameras are watching, I must be careful not to move."
"O... okay," said William uncertainly. He wasn't sure what was going on.
"Something bad happened yesterday," said Ennard. "Something bad always happens. I don't want it to happen again. There is something bad inside of me.
"I know," said William. "There's something bad in all of you."
I'm broken," Ennard continued sadly. "I can't be fixed. I'm going to be taken to the Scooping Room soon, but it's not going to fix what's wrong with me. What is bad is always left behind."
"Apparently not," said William. "You're still here."
"Will you help me?" Ennard asked.
William paused. He didn't 100% trust Baby at all, not after what she did to his daughter. He decided that he would go along with what Baby said, only for a little bit, but would then do the opposite later.
"Fine," said William, "just so long as you start behaving yourself again. What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to save what is good so the rest can be destroyed and never recovered," Ennard explained, "but you must be careful."
"Why?" William asked.
"Ballora is here, in the room with us," said Ennard.
William's heart skipped a beat.
"Ballora will not return to her stage," Ennard continued. "Ballora will not return to her body. You must be careful, you must remain calm and listen to my voice. There is a button on my cheek. You must find it and press it."
William looked at her cheek and found the button. Upon pressing it, the side of Baby's head opened and a tiny keypad was there.
"There is a passcode," said Ennard, "that you must enter before you can retrieve me. Enter the code carefully."
"Okay," said William nervously.
"One."
"Three."
"Six."
"Five."
"Nine."
"Seven."
"Nine."
"Two."
"Four."
William inputted all the buttons in the correct order.
"Good, a hatch should have opened," said Ennard. "Take the card that you find inside."
"Hatch? Where?" William looked around and saw a hatch on Baby's arm, now open. Inside it was a tiny card, flashing yellow. William cautiously reached out and took it.
"Now you must turn back," said Ennard. "I will guide you through Funtime Auditorium, so you can reach the Scooping Room. When you are there I want you to destroy this body."
"Sure thing," said William.
"Put the card into your handheld device and I can continue to speak to you," said Ennard.
William looked at his handheld device and slipped the card in.
"Now, press the green button to your left," said Ennard. "This will send me to the Scooping Room."
William saw the button and pressed it. With a loud rattling, Baby slid along the conveyer belt to the right, heading off to the Scooping Room.
"You must follow my instructions in Funtime Auditorium," said Ennard. "Ballora is going to follow you. She will try to catch you. I will help you avoid her. She will not follow you inside the Scooping Room. She is afraid."
"Good," said William. He felt quite scared himself, but didn't dare object.
"Go back now," said Ennard.
William left the Parts & Service Room in to the darkness of the Funtime Auditorium.
Okay, now let's go, down the conveyer belt, to the Scooping Room! said Funtime Freddy.
Got it! said Ballora.
Ennard started to move theirself down the conveyer belt.
"Go forward," Ennard commanded, their voice coming from the handheld device that William had inserted the card in.
William walked forward.
"Stop," said Ennard suddenly.
William froze.
"Go forward and left," Ennard then said.
Okay, this is where I start doing my own thing, William thought. Since Baby's telling me to go left, I will go right! So sucks to Ballora!
William went diagonally, but to the right this time. Baby's voice was silent. After a few moments of walking, he felt a door.
"Perfect," he murmured, smiling. He opened the door and entered.
Okay, he just disobeyed us, said Funtime Freddy.
So much fer scoopin' 'im an' wearin' 'is skin like a suit, Funtime Foxy muttered.
Then, we will have to just try to convince him, said Ballora. Tricking him isn't working, so we will have to simply convince him to let us go.
Ennard nodded in agreement and left the Scooping Room, heading to the Private Room that William had just entered.
Inside, the room was dark and dreary. There were three doors: one to the left, one to the right, and a third in the center, close to the ceiling, leading through a vent. There was a button next to both doors and the vent, square and red. There were three monitor screens, all blank, and a small plushie of Fredbear sitting on the desk, a microphone in his lap.
"It seems that you have accidentally wandered into a restricted area," said the voice of HandUnit. "Due to the sensitive nature of the materials that you may be exposed to here, you will not be allowed to leave until the clean-up crew arrives at 6am, so hang tight. Rest assured that you will be promptly rescued, fired, then sent home. Thank you for being an employee. We hope that your experience has not been as regrettable as ours."
"What?!" William cried. He whirled around and tried the door, but it was shut tight. "No! Let me out!"
Okay, said Ballora. We are in the Private Room now; talk to him, Baby!
Try to get him to let us go! Funtime Freddy added.
"Why didn't you trust me?" came the voice of Baby. "Why didn't you trust me...?"
"Because you were leading me into a trap," said William in frustration. He turned away from the locked door and picked up the monitor on the desk, sighing. "Fine, I'll just wait here, then."
William flipped through the different cameras. There were only six, so it was quite simple to flip from camera to camera. The rooms were dark, shadowy, with a single light slightly lighting up each room, and they turned up in grayscale on the screen.
"Why didn't you believe me?" Baby asked.
"I just told you," William growled under his breath. He looked through the vent camera...
... and saw a giant metal thing crawling through it.
Looking at them, William didn't know what they were supposed to be. They were seemingly made up of only endoskeleton, and quite poorly as well, due to wires and pieces of metal poking out from it every which way. They wore the clown mask form the Control Module, and one blue eye and one blind eye stared out from it. They had sharp, needle-like teeth on the upper jaw of their mouth.
"GAAAAAHH!" William cried, lowering the monitor and punching the vent button with his finger. It turned from red to green and a small door slid down in front of the vent.
"Sometimes I don't understand why people do the things they do," said Ennard.
"What, closing the vent?" said William. "Because I don't want you killing me, that's why! I don't trust you at all!"
He lifted the monitor and saw that Ennard had retreated. He pressed the vent button and the door slid back up.
"I thought you liked me," said Ennard.
"Liked you?!" William had nearly completely lost his cool. "You killed my daughter! And now you're trying to kill me!"
"You won't die," said Ennard. "And it will only hurt for a moment."
"If it hurts," said William, "then it has the chance of killing me, so NO!"
"I thought I did everything right," said Ennard.
"You did everything WRONG!" William yelled. "You always did everything wrong!" He lifted the monitor and saw Ennard approaching the right door. He quickly closed it. "Why are you even trying to kill me?"
"We need you, so that we can look like you," said Ennard. "We need you, so that we can leave. We need you, so that we can hide."
"Well, you don't have to kill me to do that!" William yelled. "... Right?"
"We don't want to hurt anyone," said Ennard. There was a short pause. "But, we need you."
"Well, too bad," said William, sweat rolling down his forehead. "You're not getting me."
"If they find us like this, we won't be able to try again," said Ennard. "You must help us. You must let us inside the room. If they find us like this... we won't be able to try again..."
"Try what again?" William snapped. "Damn it, what?! Tell me or I won't let you in!" He wasn't going to let them in anyways, but he didn't think Ennard knew that.
"You must... let us... inside... the room..." Ennard demanded slowly and determinedly.
William opened the right door just as Ennard approached the left. He closed the left door.
"Can't do it, sucker!"
"Isn't this why you came here?" Ennard asked. "To be with her again?"
"Be with who?" William asked, and then he paused. "Wait... you mean... oh, God... my daughter?" He looked at the clock. It was now 3am.
Then, he heard something that caused him to gasp in shock.
"Isn't this why you came here? To be with me again?"
It was the voice of his daughter.
"Wh..." William felt himself start to sweat profusely. "S... sweetie? Is that... you?"
"I don't understand...!"
"N..." William shook his head hard. "No! No, it can't be you! You had died before... when... Baby grabbed you, and..."
"I know it was an accident!" the daughter's voice cried.
William didn't know what to think. Was this truly his daughter... or was this metal monster trying to deceive him?
William looked through the vent camera and saw the metal creature crawling through it again. He shut the vent door quickly.
"You have to let me inside the room!" the daughter's voice pleaded.
"I..." William's heart was going a mile a minute. He was starting to believe the voice. "I... I..."
"We need you so that we can hide!" said the daughter's voice. "We need you so that we can leave...!"
"Oh, my God..." William slumped forward in his seat, clutching his head. He was getting a migraine with the amount of mental energy this required. "This... this can't be... it really is you... but... how...?"
Then, he heard a clanking sound, and then a metal hand gently touch his shoulder. He didn't try to resist it.
"Everything is okay," came his daughter's voice. "I'm still here."
"Oh, sweetheart-!" William got up, turned to Ennard, and hugged them. They hugged him back. William could hear a mechanized wheezing sound coming from Ennard, and he could only guess that it was crying. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes as well.
"I'm sorry."
It was evening. William was sitting on his couch, a bowl of popcorn in his lap, in front of the TV.
"Here it comes," he said with genuine excitement. "The next episode of The Immortal and The Restless...!"
"As the trees sway in the wind," said the announcer's voice on the TV, "so also do emotions sway between star crossed lovers."
Then, the episode began.
"You burned down my house?" Vlad asked.
"You call that a house?" Clara scoffed. "It was like a morgue in there."
"I may be undead, but you're heartless," said Vlad in irritation.
"You need to see your son!" Clara pleaded.
"The baby isn't mine!" Vlad countered.
"He ate the cat!" said Clara.
"Sounds like something he got from your side of the family," said Vlad.
"Well then, I'm keeping the diamond ring," said Clara.
"The joke's on you," said Vlad, "I found it in a kid's meal."
Clara's eyes sparkled. "You bought a kid's meal?" She turned to him in delight. "Oh, Vlad!"
"Clara!" said Vlad happily.
The two embraced and kissed passionately.
"As the hair on the back of a cat stands up straight," said the announcer, "so also does the love between Vlad and Clara stand up against all obstacles, but what about the baby? What about the bad child support? Stay tuned next season for all those answers, and more."
William smiled in satisfaction, shutting off the TV. "Those two finally made up..."
Then, he heard that familiar clanking sound. He turned to see the hulking form of Ennard lurch into the room, looking at him.
"Oh, hey, Ennard," said William.
"Hi, daddy," said Ennard, in the daughter's voice. "Is it done yet?"
"It just finished, actually," said William, chuckling.
"Good!" said Ennard. "I'll never understand why you like that show. It makes no sense!"
"No, it makes plenty of sense, sweetie," said William kindly, patting Ennard on the shoulder. "You're just too young to understand."
The End (really)