I only own Winter

Scott Cawthon owns FNAF

It had been an entire month since I failed those kids. We all just called each other by our mascot names now, but I know thier real names, I know every single detail. Lucky for them, they hardly remembered a thing from before they woke up. I made sure of that.

Thing was, the business was falling down quickly. Parents were demanding to see the kids again, the most persistent was the mother's of course. But they soon started to back down, realizing that there was no hope left. Which made it a murder, and nobody wanted to eat at a place where someone was murderd.

Meanwhile, I had gotten along with the others pretty well. Well, most of them at least. Freddy seemed to be the most supportive of my decisions and didn't get into any trouble. Bonnie was a large trouble marker, and hated anything to do with me. Chica was sweet and hyper, like a little sister I've never had. Annoying at times, but still cooperative. Foxy was quiet and willing to listen to about anything. But, then there was Goldy.

Goldy knew he was murderd, heck they all did. But his idea of revenge seemed a bit...corrupted. He saw that the entire company itself had to fall, and his plan to fo that seemed smart but twisted. He saw that if there was more killings, more bad things for the company. And that's when it started.

We had decided to give Goldy's plan a shot, killing off workers after dark and the others didn't exactly agree with it, but I saw it as a way to keep Vincent away, from hurting more children. So, we continued to help Goldy.

Until Chica had stolen Mr. Frazbear's paperwork and given it to Goldy since she couldn't read. He was furious. Whatever he read, killed a lot more night guards. So, out of plain curiosity, I asked what was going on.

"They're closing down the pizzaria and opening a new one. With even more animatronics!" He growled. I was actually surprised, I thought they wouldn't have enough money for another place. "Are we being replaced?" I asked.

"Everyone but you and me. I'm forever out of business, that's for sure. You'll still be performing though. But that'll be two years from now. So, the boss wants you to perform at a place called 'Dian's Diner'," he sighed. I growled in anger.

Not only are my friends being replaced, but I have to work without them."Frazbear will pay for this!"I muttered. But I couldn't take action since they were transferring me the next day. I remember how dark that night seemed to me, leaving my friends and Goldy behind. I would go back to having no one understand, the only animatronic with a human like personality. I would be alone.

Chica was bawling, tears streaming down her face. I thought she wouldn't let go and actually kill Fazbear for me. But she soon quickly, sobs still wracking her body.

"Bye Lass, get a guard or two for us will ye?" Foxy joked, giving me small hug. I chuckled and playfully punched him back. "Before of after I kill Fazbear?" I asked, a smirk glowing off my face. He rolled his eyes, leaving to check on Chica.

"So...good bye punk," I sighed, turning to Bonnie. "Bye fugly," He replied, punching me in the arm. I returned the punch, turning to Goldy.

"Don't get scrapped okay? I might need you around later," he growled. I rolled my eyes, giving him a small hug." I'll miss you too Big Guy," I laughed. Then I turned to Freddy, my eyes spotting something in his paws. It was my old plushie.

It was a bit worn out by now, a couple holes or two. But what really changed it was the dark red blood stain splattered on it's chest. That's my blood...no, it's Lillian's Blood. I took my attention away from it and looked at Freddt.

"Found this in the back, yours?" He asked. I glanced at the plushie, those painful moments coming back. "No, just trash," I lied. He gave a small nod, walking closer to me. His bright blue eyes danced with sadness, I literally thought he was going to cry.

"I'm going to miss you," he sighed, pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged him bac k, tears forming in my eyes. "Ditto," I chocked out, a knot forming in my throat. Freddy chuckled, pulling me away and giving me a smile. I smilied back and turned away, wiping a small tear off my cheek.

That's it for this chapter, a bit depressing for Winter really. 😢 But of course, it's the very least of her problems.

Now, since she's going to another Diner, I'm accepting 4 OC's as the animatronics there.

Rules:

* The animatronic can NOT be a bear, bunny, chicken or fox.

* The animatronic may have neon eyes, but I will NOT accept neon fur (It's not FNAF2 yet)

* They can NOT be associated with the killing of the 5 children.

* (For Your History) The Diner has been opened for about 4 years now. The owner, Dian Allens, is allowing Winter to stay since Mr. Frazbear needs to repay a debt for her. There hasn't been any corruption in the employees and only a few robberies. The Diner will close in when the Frazbears pizzaria is open, and they MIGHT sell some of the animatronics to Mr. Frazbear.

Please fill out the following form for your oc (you can pm me or review):

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