Last chapter wasn't nearly as long as I wanted it to be, sorry! But yeah so pie and crayons are the meaning of life. Anyway. XD I got around 9 more followers, and we surpassed the 10k view mark while I was sleeping last night! Thank you guys so much. And also, leave a comment/review of where you think the city they're in should be. Make sure it's in the USA, because It would be confusing if I had to write in a different language... o3o Some of you might have noticed that Foxy is talking normally. I will explain in a chapter soon! Maybe even this one. Last thing: The OC in this chapter was submitted by:

NotGiveinAGlub

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Anything the animatronics had known, was in the pizzeria except the few things Mike had told them. Mike. That was why they were doing this. They missed their friend so dearly, that they were going to leave their home for him. They were going to be scrapped, anyway, but that wasn't the main reason.

"Honestly though. What do we do now? We never had time to prepare, what should we bring, if anything? And do we just... Open the door?"

The last sentence sounded weakly formed in Chica's throat.

The group was silent.

Note: Sorry for hijacking the story, but I wanted to tell you that the animatronics do sleep, but it's only for a bit, as they don't NEED to sleep. Back to the story. Sorry again.

"Does it matter?" Foxy asked.

"We don't, well, need anything. What else is there to prepare besides ourselves?"

There was agreement from the crowd, before Bonnie sat up and asked;

"What are we waiting for?" She was nervous, possibly the most out of the group. But she didn't want to seem it.

"I-I'm not sure..." Foxy said. They were all putting off the inevitable. How were the supposed to walk out? Just, walk out?

Bonnie walked towards the door, reached her hand out and touched the doorknob.

She paused.

"You guys coming?"

Everyone solemnly nodded their heads, their brains racing to try and think of an excuse to stay. There was none, they were being scrapped anyhow.

The gang got up and slowly walked to the door, almost literally dragging there feet. Once bonnie had opened the door, a blast of cold air hit them like a sledgehammer.

"OH GEEZ!" Bonnie shouted, beginning to rethink her gung-ho attitude.

Once the breeze had past, they all looked at each other, and stepped outside into the real world.

"Crap, it's cold out here." Chica said, simply.

"I know." Bonnie replied, her toes were freezing already.

"What do we do now? Where do we go?" Foxy asked the crew.

"Well... I guess we're, free." Freddy said.

The term, "Free", had always been such an abstract term to them. All they'd ever known was inside, nothing of the outside world. They marveled at the flashing colors and lights in the night sky, the billboards with advertisements, and the people walking down the street with differing facial expressions and clothes.

Something rustled in a trash pile set up against the outside wall of the pizzeria, which made Freddy put his arms around the animatronics, defensively.

A sharply pointed fluffy blue ear appeared out of the piles of garbage. Freddy's grip tightened.

An entire blue head, presumably of a cat, popped out of the trash and stared at the animatronics intently.

"Hi." It said, finally.

The entire body sprung out of the trash, revealing another animatronic. Everyone was surprised by this, they had only known about themselves.

"Hi, I'm Max! Who are you? You look nice. Did you take a shower or something? How long have you been standing there? I'm Max, did I mention that?" He bombarded them with questions like he had 5 seconds to say everything on his mind.

It took Freddy a few seconds to process what just happened, while Max looked at them intently. He put down his hands. If this cat was a danger to anyone, it was himself. He might give himself a brain aneurism from the speed he talked.

"Uh... I'm Chica." Chica nervously stuck out her hand. Was this really another animatronic they'd never seen?

He vigorously shook her hand, making something rattle in her arm.

"You guys shy? She the only normal one?" The blue cat said.

That got their manners out of them. They all stuck out there hands, Max shaking each one by one, smiling.

"So where are we going?" Max asked.

The animatronics were taken aback by this statement so much, Freddy accidentally scoffed. Max's ears drooped.

"I told him you wouldn't like me." Max said, talking a bit slower now.

"...Wha- Who? And I do like you..." Freddy was surprised he was saying these things, he had only known the cat for about 20 seconds. He was trying to preserve his feelings. Sure.

His ears perked back up a bit.

"The... Thing that was crying purple. He said there'd be some people coming out of the pizzeria, and they'd take me somewhere. And then he touched my shoulder. I'm not sure why." Max said.

"he touched his shoulder... He must be disguised as well. Or maybe he was looking at us through the window." Foxy thought to himself.

"I was excited, I'd never talked to anyone. I was almost immediately de-commissioned once I'd gotten into the pizzeria. I'd lived in here ever since." He smiled, pointing to the heap of smelly bags.

Foxy's nose wrinkled.

"I know, it's less than glorious. But anyway, like I said. Where are we going?" His perky smile returned to his lips.

They all knew they should accept the work of the marionette, but they were very skeptical.

"You know." Foxy said, looking at the lights once again.

"I'm not sure myself."

Like I said, this was an OC suggested by someone. Thanks a lot! It means so much to know you care about this story to try and help it improve. Sorry for the late upload as well. TOO MUCH STUFF IS HAPPENING!