It was just another night at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Freddy himself hummed 'Baby Got Back' as he walked, dressed in pink booty shirts, headband and tank top that said in a brighter pink, 'I Got The Buns Hun!' Walking by the kitchen, he glimpsed in briefly to see if Chica was inside. She wasn't, but the Marionette was. He was creating a sculpture made out of pizza dough of 'The Birth of Venus', but with Lizzy in Venus' place.

You know, just the usual. Last Wednesday, the Marionette did the same thing. Except it was a sculpture of him and Lizzy making out over Phil's decapitated corpse.

He was starting to walk away again when he ran into Chica.

"Hello Chica!" he said with a crooked grin. "How are you?"

"I'm… Good? What are you wearing?"

"This…" He gestured to his clothes. "Is the uniform for my twerk team!" Freddy turned around and pointed to the name on the back of his top. "The Hun Buns!"

"… You've a twerk team?" Chica asked, not sure how to respond.

"Yeup! We started up last month. Right now, we're working on trying to get the Olympic committee to acknowledge twerking as a sport and let us compete in the next Olympics," Freddy explained to her.

"You're… You're serious about this?"

"Heck yeah, I'm serious. How can this NOT be a sport?" Freddy proceeded to twerk right then and there in front of Chica, leaving her feeling both uncomfortable and awkward.

"B-because it's not Freddy," Chica tried to explain to him. "Just because you can do that with your… rear, doesn't mean that it qualifies as some sort of spot."

"Well I'm going to make it happen!" Freddy declared, turning around and shooting his fist in the air. "At the Olympics, The Twerk shall Work! The Twerk shall Work!"

"No Freddy," Chica told him sternly. "Twerking will not be in the Olympics! It's just a stupid fad that will die out like most fads do!"

"Don't be in denial, you chicken-woman!" Freddy snapped. "You know very well that twerking shall never go down! I won't let it!"

"For crying out loud, you're acting like a teenager!"

"Maybe I want to be a teenager!"

"You were created in '69! It's 2015! You're about forty-six! Start acting like it!"

"You're not my mom!" Freddy shoved Chica to the side and left. Chica side and rubbed her face.

"Sweet, Sweeney, why me? Just… Why me?"

Freddy continued on his way until he reached the Manager's office. How did he get in without the key, you ask? Simply really. He just kicked the door down as casually like one would use their hand and then just strolled in like the rude dick he was.

He went around the desk and tried to sit in the chair. The chair was too small for him though, so the moment he tried to it broke under his heavy metal weight. How exactly it happened there but not when he sat in the chairs in the dining room was anyone's guess.

But chairs were not the reason he was here. He had a much greater task.

"Okay, let's see…" Freddy hummed to himself as he logged on to the internet. All the animatronics were allowed to use the computer now for whatever they felt like. It happened after Freddy convinced the Manager to give them permission after repeatedly banging his head against the wall for fifteen minutes straight non-stop.

Some would call it extreme. Freddy called it getting his way. As he should.

First thing he had to do was order some new alcohol for himself. He was starting to become more and more sober lately and he needed to get drunk quickly before he became a part of reality again and had to obey the rules of reality.

After that he would check his Facebook and his Twitter (on both of which he currently had twenty followers since last night!). Then he would search for fanfiction of himself and Chica. Following that, he would leave anonymous nasty comments on Bonnie's fanfiction because it made him feel better. Then he would watch YouTube videos of baby pandas making escape attempts from their confinements.

Who needs cats or kittens when you have baby motherfucking pandas?!

"Hmm… Hm? What's this?"

Freddy clicked off of Bonnie's 'ChicaxFoxy' fanfic after leaving his awesome insults and clicked onto a note that Mr. Davidson left on his computer and forgot to hide.

'Note to self: Get Super-Secret passage in Parts and Services unblocked.'

"There's a secret passage in there?" Freddy asked loud, sounding mildly surprised. He never knew that there was such a thing. Although it had been a while since he had be in that room. That was when he and the others just finally gave up trying to stuff Lizzy into a suit. It just wasn't worth it anymore. Especially when she shoved his spare arm up his poor butt.

Freddy whimpered briefly as he had a minor flashback to the event, but quickly brushed it aside to stand up. He there was something hidden here, he may as well go see it.

"Everyone!" Freddy jumped into the dining room, holding his arms out. "We're going to Parts and Services! Now!"

Marionette poked his head out of the kitchen doors.

"What do you want? Some of us are busy making art!" he sniffed in disdain.

"Apparently there's a secret passage we've somehow never noticed before in that room," said Freddy. "I propose we go and see what's in there."

"So…." Foxy could be heard speaking behind his curtains. "You could say that this is a… TREASURE HUNT!"

Foxy jumped out of the curtains, dressed fully in pirate clothes and a big pirate hat.

"I don't know," Freddy shrugged. "I just found this note on the boss' computer, so I figure 'let's see what's there.'"

"What are you wearing?" asked Bonnie as he looked at Freddy's clothes in confusion.

"These are the clothes of a champion, Bonnie. Something YOU could never understand!"

And so, all the animatronics (the original four plus Marionette and BB) went to Parts and Services. Indeed, there was some sort of secret passage there. A boarded up door ready to be unlocked.

"Foxy! This is your time to shine!" Freddy told Foxy, giving him an affectionate pat on the back. Foxy squealed in excitement and clasped his hook and hand together.

"Really?!"

"Indeed," Freddy nodded as he gave a serene smile. "Now. Stand straight and keep your mouth open."

"Can do!" Foxy obeyed and opened his mouth wide and stood as straight as a board as Freddy picked him up. Chica frowned while Marioentte, Bonnie and BB tilted their heads to the side.

"Freddy? What are you-?"

Chica was cut off as Freddy practically slammed Foxy's head against the surface to catch his teeth in the planks of wood before he started to pull. Eventually, Freddy managed to use Foxy to pull that one piece of wood off of the door. It was still stuck in his mouth, but Freddy removed the wood with ease and dropped it to the ground.

"My gold tooth!" Foxy wailed when he saw said tooth still embedded in it. BB's face lit up and he easily took it out of the plank.

"Oh boy! The Animatronic Japanese Mafia will like this!"

"Animatronic Japanese Mafia?!" Bonnie's looked terrified. "What are you talking about?!"

"The Animatronic Japanese Mafia sell me some of their products so that I may sell it for profit!"

"What?!" Chica looked horrified. "Balloon Tinky Winky Boy, you are too young to be dealing with ANY mafia! Marionette, tell him!"

"Unless you can give me something to win Lizzy's heart, do as Chica says."

"Is no one going to help me?" Foxy whimpered after Freddy pulled the second plank of wood from his mouth. This wasn't a shining moment. This was a pissing moment.

"Be quiet, Crowbar," Freddy ordered him.

"My name is-!"

But Foxy was cut off as Freddy once again used him as a tool for his own selfish reasons.

Eventually (much to Foxy's relief), all the planks of wood were removed. Satisfied, Freddy carelessly dropped Foxy to the ground. Foxy grumbled and rubbed his head as he weakly stood up.

"Now…" Freddy giggled briefly. "Let's see what's inside!"

Freddy grabbed the door handle and threw the door open. What was inside however startled him and the others.

There was an animatronic inside.

He vaguely resembled Bonnie in some ways. He looked like he was a rabbit at least. Except his suit was a mouldy yellow colour, and his suit was ripped up worse than Foxy's. His eyes were an eerie grey, his mouth was ripped up showing yellow tinted teeth, and wires stuck out of his suit here and there. He also had a blue dog collar around his neck.

The thing looked startled as much as the other animatronic were startled by him. His eyes moved back and forth, looking very uncertain. Maybe even scared.

Freddy then broke the silence.

"Sweet Christ, it's a Frankenstein Bonnie! What a monster!"

The Bonnie look-alike definitely understood them as he looked hurt by Freddy's word and started to sniffle.

"Freddy!" Chica hissed. "You hurt his feelings!"

"I'm just being honest!"

"It looks like he's meant to be a Golden Bonnie," Marionette mused. "It almost reminds you of Golden… Him."

All animatronic (except the newbie) tensed for a bit at the hint of mention of the one being they feared.

Other than Lizzy.

Wanting to quickly change the mood, Chica went into Mother Mode, Level Three and went to comfort the still upset animatronic.

"There, there. Don't mind that stupid bear. He's a jerk," Chica told the animatronic. "Can you tell us your name?"

The animatronic tilted his head to the side before holding up the tag of his collar. Chica read it before looking back to him.

"Your name is 'Springtrap'?"

Springtrap nodded.

"Well do you want to be our friends?"

"Friends with BonBon?" he asked, pointing between Chica and himself. Chica noticed his choice of word for himself and rose a brow.

"You… You call yourself by BonBon… Even when your name is Springtrap?"

Springtrap nodded.

"… Considering everything else that has happened here, that's pretty normal," Chica shrugged. "Now… Is there anything you want?" Springtrap tilted his head to the side before asking,

"Hug BonBon?"

"Sure." Chica held her arms out and gave Springtrap a big hug, much to Freddy's jealousy. "Do you feel better?"

"BonBon happy!" Springtrap said cheerfully before Chica let him go. Springtrap looked to Bonnie and tilted his head to the side.

"U-um… Can I help you?" Bonnie asked politely, though he was a little nervous.

"… BonBon's daddy?" Springtrap asked as he pointed at Bonnie, who looked quite surprised by this.

"What? No, I'm not. I don't think so anyway."

"Oh… BonBon's brother?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't confirm or deny it."

"… BonBon's mommy?"

"W-what?!" Bonnie was more shocked by this than the previous two questions by Springtrap. "N-no I'm sorry, but I'm not."

"BonBon… Orphan?" Springtrap whimpered. Bonnie instantly felt guilt and tried to cheer him up.

"Please don't cry. Just because we don't know your parents doesn't mean we can't be your family. So…" Bonnie gave a nervous smile and opened his arms out. "D-do you want a hug from me too?"

Springtrap looked excited and happily hugged Bonnie, even lifting him off the ground.

"BonBon happy!" Springtrap laughed as Bonnie grasped from how tight he was being crushed by Springtrap's hold. Springtrap nuzzled his cheek against Bonnie's for a few seconds before freeing the sore rabbit. Bonnie coughed but gave a nervous laugh and shakily patted Springtrap's head.

"G-good to know."

"What's going on in there?"

The animatronics stuck their heads out of Parts and Services to see Lizzy and Phil standing in the dining room. Lizzy already had her bat out while Phil was just looking his normal adorkable self. Lizzy was about to say something else but paused when she noticed the new and curious looking face.

"Um… Who's…?"

"BonBon!" Springtrap said happily.

"His name's Springtrap," Chica filled in. "He just calls himself in third person by 'BonBon'."

"… Alright then," Lizzy said, looking a bit confused but not willing to argue about something so trivial right now. "Um… Hi?"

"BonBon's friends?" he asked, pointing to Lizzy and Phil. Lizzy wasn't sure how to reply, but Phil just grinned and nodded.

"Sure! We can be friends."

"Phil!" Lizzy hissed to him. "Remember what happened when you just decided to be that drug dealer's friend when he asked that question?"

"Well in all fairness you did make them all your bitches in the end," Phil pointed out. "And I thought you liked that tattoo Mr. Untrustworthy gave me?"

"Hug BonBon?"

Lizzy and Phil looked to the animatronic that was holding his arms out in hopes of receiving a hug. Phil looked to Lizzy and gave her a puppy dog look. Lizzy sighed for she was unable to resist Phil's puppy dog expression. It was just too cute and adorable!

"Well… He doesn't seem too bad I guess. He's actually kind of cute in a way."

"CUTE?!" Freddy looked at the scene in disbelief as Lizzy and Phil each gave the animatronic a hug, much to Springtrap's delight. How the hell was Franken-Bon cuter and more likeable than HIM!?

"Nice to meet you, Springtrap," Phil said with a grin. "I'm Phil, and this is my girlfriend, Lizzy."

"It's, er… Nice meeting you," said Lizzy with a nod. "Really, it is. I hope you can put up with Freddy and the Marionette. The others should be okay. Not sure about Foxy though."

"I'm a good fox!" Foxy wailed.

"Jeremy would disagree," Lizzy told him. "He's actually been banned from this place because he brought a shotgun to kill you."

"He what?!" Foxy looked alarmed that there had actually been an attempt on his life. Everyone looked like they didn't hear or just didn't care though.

"Again, it was nice meeting you, Springtrap," Lizzy told the worn looking animatronic. "But I have to get to work and Phil wanted to come along for my shift to keep me company and make out with me, so seeya later."

Phil and Lizzy walked off hand in hand. Springtrap looked to them and tilted his head to the side.

"They couple?" he asked.

"Yes, they are sadly," Marionette moaned sadly. Why couldn't Lizbeth see that he, a very handsome and skinny puppet with no body heat, was a much better option a living man with body heat and adorkableness?

"Oh…" Springtrap sounded a little sad. "BonBon likes Phil. BonBon would like to be in Lizzy's place with him."