Rosie's P.O.V.

A few hours later, we were able to calm down enough to sit down and just hang out, trying to ignore the fact that we were facing the possibility of death for next few nights. But, Gold was especially angry. Not just at Vincent, but at all of us. He snapped at Springtrap for no reason, he snarled at Bonnie for being the most scared out of the four of us, and he would ignore me whenever I tried to speak to him.

Before we knew it, nightfall came, and I could feel my eyelids getting heavier and heavier. I got into my favorite pajamas, which was a black muscle shirt and some red shorts. I put my hair into a loose bun and caught Golden Freddy walking to his room. I grabbed his arm, making his dark eyes glare at me.

"What the hell is your problem, Gold? This isn't my fault. I hate this just as much as you do." I snapped, glaring up into his eyes.

His brows furrowed at me as he said, "Rose, this man scares me. That damn plush scares me. And the fact he's only here for you, makes me angry that he can't leave me, my best friends and the love of my life alone. You saved us the first time, and in return, we saved you and got rid of him. Then, you went back to him, and he came back, and nearly killed and raped you. Then, Bonnie went back to get Puppet and Springtrap out of there, but then he came back. She had to get rid of him herself. And now, he's back. You would you feel, Rose?"

My eyes watered, but I didn't dare break his gaze. I shuddered and said, "I'm just as pissed and scared as you are, but that is no excuse to treat your loved ones like this when they need you most. I'm sorry that you feel this way. I love you and I-"

I was cut off by Gold's lips on my own. He roughly kissed me, grabbing my legs and pulling them up and around his waist, holding me up. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck, as he backed into his room, closing the door behind him. He pinned me against the wall, and pulled away, panting against my cheek.

"Rosie, I'm sick of feeling weak, but I'm tired of feeling like I'm doing too much. So, let me show you how loving and how powerful I can be. I want to make sure Vincent cannot hurt you, and you know what I'm capable of feeling. You know what I'm saying?" he whispered, kissing my cheek.

I knew what he wanted. But I wasn't sure I was ready for it yet. I was scared. And also angry and confused at Golden Freddy's sudden actions.

"Gold, I'm scared. I'm not sure if I'm ready for-"

"Rosie, please. I love you so much, I would do anything for you. And if ANYONE EVER hurt you, I'd personally escort them to Hell's gates myself. Please. Let me." he cut me off.

I thought about it. I was still nervous and angry, but Gold's words had such a pull to them. And I really did love him just as much as he loved me.

"Okay. I'll do it." I replied.

Gold kissed my lips gently, and I could feel his smile against my skin.

"Thank you."

"5 days until the party" I heard a voice echo through the blackness.

I shook my head as I recognized my surroundings. I was in a child's bedroom, but everything looked much bigger. I looked at my hands and saw I was a kid myself! I felt my cheeks, and felt tears streaming down my cheeks. I was crying? Why? I then felt sadness, sadness that wasn't my own.

"He locked you in your room again" a voice rang out. I could then hear distant laughter. It was mocking, as if coming from a bully laughing at his victim or something. I looked around the room, and saw four plushies sitting in the corner. I recognized them as Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy. But Foxy was missing his head for some reason. I turned around and saw the Golden Freddy plushie with the purple top hat and purple bowtie.

"Don't worry, I am here with you." the voice said again. I walked over to the door and pulled the door knob, only for it not to budge. I kept trying to twist it, feeling the fear of the kid well up inside me.

"Who the hell is talking to me?" I asked myself, now pounding on the door. But, I wasn't controlling the child. I could only watch as his little fists beat against the door, and seeing him curl up on the ground and cry.

I could help but pity and feel sorry for the kid.

"Tomorrow is another day" the voice said.

My vision faded to black as I was left feeling confused and scared.

I woke up, back in my childhood bedroom, with all my toys and childhood mementos scattered across the floors. I had a blanket wrapped around me and a flashlight in my hands. I clicked it on, illuminating the room. I found a few notes around the room, so I walked over and picked up the first one by the right door.

"Listen carefully. If you hear breathing, hold the door shut. If not, flash your flashlight down the hallway to ward off any unwanted visitors."

I groaned as I carefully opened the left door, listening carefully for sounds of any breathing. After hearing nothing but the sound of an old grandfather clock chiming, dogs barking and crickets chirping, I flashed the flashlight down the hallway, seeing portraits of my family on the wall. And the old light fixture above the hallway. Or, as my brother Matthew used to call it, the "nipple" lights. I smiled at the old memory as I left that door and ran back to the bed. I flashed the light on the bed, but yelped when I saw a demonic miniature version of a Freddy plushie on the bed disappear into thin air.

"Screw that!" I growled, turning back around and running to the left door, opening it and listening for breathing. I was about to press the flashlight button, when I heard a faint, breathing sound and hot air on my face. I quickly yelped and slammed the door shut, keeping the unwanted demon out.

I took a deep breath. This is only a nightmare. I'd be fine until 6 am. I checked the time on the alarm clock next to the purple fan. 2 am. I groaned.

"Damn you, Vincent." I said to myself, turning around to check behind me. Nothing. I ran to the left door, opened it and pressed the flashlight button. It was delayed for a second, but as soon as the light flooded the hallway, I saw the nightmarish Bonnie step back into the darkness, away from the hallway. I shuddered at the claws and teeth on Bonnie.

"Bonnie, I'm sorry for saying this, but DAMN you're ugly." I said to myself quietly.

I began checking everything like I had ADD, ADHD, and OCD all at once, never leaving anything alone for too long. I checked the bed, the right door, the left door, and the closet. All while listening very closely for sounds and for any signs of movement. I checked the clock and saw that it was now 5:59 am.

I grinned. One more minute. I checked the right door once more, and before I could stop myself, I hit the flashlight button. For a split second, I saw the nightmare Chica right in my face. Her teeth were inches from my face, her one red eye glaring at me and her demonic cupcake ready to take a chunk out of my face. But before I could even die, my vision faded to black and I saw, in red digital numbers, 6:00 appear before my eyes.

"YUSS! I made it!" I said to myself in victory.

My vision soon faced to complete darkness, as my subconscious began to fall asleep as well. I was finally going to sleep.