I wrote the last chapter and this one back to back, I'm trying to get every single second of writing time that I can occupied with... Well, writing. XD So! That did just happen. And I have an amaze ending in mind. Not sure if it's going to be in this chapter tho. ;-; Again, don't kill me.

"Why?"

No other word had meant so much to Foxy and the others since the day that Riley came. They'd been through so much. And for what? This? Foxy was done.

"Why... NO! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" He began to rip tufts of polyester fur out, revealing even more of his damaged endoskeleton.

"AAAUUUGGGHH!" He was losing it.

"Foxy! Oh goodness! Stop!" Chica grabbed his arm and tried desperately to pry it away from his face.

"THIS ISN'T REAL! I NEED TO WAKE UP!" Tears ran down his face, soaking the detached hair he was holding in his hands.

She applied her whole body weight to his arm, slowly moving it away from his tear stained face.

He let go of the fake hair.

"THIS ISN'T REAL!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

He ran to a bookshelf and began to climb up to the top.

"YOU THINK YOU'VE WON BUT IT ISN'T REAL!" He laughed a bit.

Chica looked sympathetically at him.

"This isn't real..." He whispered, and sank into the couch by the terrified Max and Dawn.

He closed his eyes, trying to wake up from the horrible nightmare.

"Foxy!" The voice sounded distant. It was Chica.

Foxy tried his hardest to open his eyes, but they seemed to have a mind of their own, and they stayed shut.

"Oh Foxy... Please wake up!"

Again, he tried to open his eyes.

Nothing.

"Foxy!" He felt a drop on his stomach, and he realized it was a tear.

At this, he tried his hardest to open his eyes.

A very small amount of light filtered through, revealing 4 things standing above him.

He opened his eyes all of the way, a bit of yellow light flitting through them.

"Foxy...?" FOXY!" The yellow figure assaulted him with a bear hug, and the brown figure gingerly wrapped his arms around him... You could call it a chicken hug.

His vision cleared a bit, and he could make out features now.

Everyone looked normal, but he couldn't find Max or Dawn.

He choked out a few words.

"Where's Dawn...?"

Chica was silent, as was everyone else.

"... Who?"

He sat up.

"That's not funny, Chica. Where is she?" He said sternly.

She looked a bit hurt.

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that... But... Please, tell me. Where is she?"

She shook her head.

"... Then where's Max?" He was getting really nervous.

"What?" Mike asked.

He looked over to the person.

What he expected to see wasn't there.

Where a chubby man with stubble should have been, there was a thin man in a security outfit.

"Mike... You got your job back!"

Foxy had near no idea what was happening, but he knew it was good.

"... I uh, never lost it... Here, lay back down. The shock must've damaged your memory or something." He placed a light hand on his shoulder.

"Shock? What shock?" Foxy said agitated.

"You know... Riley...?" Chica's voice shook a bit.

Riley.

The name sounded very familiar to Foxy.

"Riley... Rile- Oh. That Riley. The disgrace of a soul, if that's a soul." He scowled in no apparent direction.

"Yeah. Him. He got you god, right near your power core. A lot's happened while you were out.

"What? I woke up from that... A few days ago. Chica, what happened? Everything's changed!" Foxy looked around. They were no longer in Mike's apartment, they were back in the pizzeria.

"No... You've been powered off for a month or two." Chica choked up a bit at the end.

"They caught the animatronic that stole the cash register, and gave Mike his job back." She smiled a bit, hoping Foxy wouldn't continue acting weird.

"What... But you were.. And we... But..." Foxy grabbed his head and groaned.

"Woah, lay down. You've been out for a while, let yourself rest a bit.

Foxy lied down and thought about what was happening.

A few hours passed, the animatronics and Mike catching Foxy up on the random things that happened while he was out.

"So... No way. Everything... Was a dream?" The word, "Dream", tasted bitter in his mouth at this point.

"Yeah, I'm sorry Foxy." Mike looked at him sadly.

"Well, I know what'll make you feel better." Chica retreated to the kitchen, and came back out holding a platter of cookies.

She placed the cookies near Foxy, and said;

"Dig in. They're all for you. Not for anyone else Freddy." She shot the bear an evil glance.

Foxy sat up and looked at the present.

Before he knew what he was doing, his fist was in the air.

In one, swift motion, he killed the cookies.

Chica frowned.

"Were they really that bad?" She grabbed the platter away, and tossed the crumbs into a nearby trash can.

"... No... I'm..." Foxy couldn't focus.

"I have to go." He said, and got up.

He ran to his purple hide out, and ripped open the curtains.

The moon had nothing on his eyes.

Inside of his fortress of solitude, stood a thin, black and white figure.

"You're command."

BOOM! FIZZLE! CRACK! POOF! ALL OF THE SOUND EFFECTS AT ONCE!

As many of you can probably tell... This was the end. I will not be making a sequel, so don't kill me with questions. ;-; But! I have an idea. If you guys really want to see more, write a paragraph or chapter in the comments. Then, someone can read that, and write the following chapter. I'd love to see what you guys can come up with. I hope you'll take my advice. I will be writing another fanfic in a little bit, not sure how long though. Maybe I'll start tonight, maybe I'll start in a week.

So, this is Sheep saying C'ya for one final time.