In the days that they had been in the animatronics, the spirits of the children got used to the sensation of having their animatronic bodies turned off, though they could still speak to each other. Will could sense the sadness and loneliness of Peter and Lucy through the Ethereal. Greg had it the worst though. He hadn't said a word ever since his father had hit him. The manager had attempted to repair the Foxy animatronic's jaw, though when it wasn't in use, it remained crooked, hanging loosely. Will tried to talk to Greg.

Greg…are you alright?

Will got a mental image of Greg facing the corner of the room.

Will had it a little better. While he didn't think that his mother had recognized him, at the very least he got to hold her again. Will knew she'd be back again. Perhaps then, Will and the others might be able to talk to her somehow. Will had come close to giving a message, though he didn't know of a way to use the pre-programmed phrases in a way that could say anything meaningful to anyone. Additionally, it seemed unlikely that the animatronics had the dexterity to write or communicate in any other way. Robbie's circumstance hadn't changed, though Will liked to think that when he told him about seeing their Mom that Robbie's spirit wasn't crying as much. Lucy and Peter, like Greg, weren't speaking. They wanted to ask why this was happening to them, why their parents left them behind, but the answers were too obvious by this point.

Puppet, what are we supposed to do now?

The best thing would be to try to find something to make you happy here.

What do you mean? We want to get out of here!

…

Our parents are still out there! I almost talked to my Mom today!

I can only tell you what I know.

You're wrong. You're wrong.

…

You're wrong!

The Puppet didn't want to take away Will's hope. However, it was concerned. Its fabric body didn't hold his spirit as concretely as the animatronics, so its spirit had more of a connection to the Ethereal. It let the Puppet know things. It made the Puppet very worried about what was going to happen.

…

The animatronics were brought out the next day after being looked over by Mr. Faz, who couldn't figure out why the Freddy animatronic had glitched like it did. He could only assume that seeing people who were so unhappy had caused a backup in its software, though it still confused him.

Inside the animatronic Freddy, Will looked for his mother in the Dining room. He never liked to see her so sad, but her simply being there was a comfort to him. Peter, Lucy, and Greg had given up. They were still despondent after the previous day, and hung limply inside of the animatronics as their bodies sang and joked with each other. Will tried to communicate with the others and tried to reassure them that their parents would come back eventually, though it was difficult to speak through the Ethereal while the Freddy animatronic was already talking and singing. Finding it too difficult to communicate, and the others too sad to say anything anyway, Will focused on trying to find his mother.

However, she wasn't in the Dining Area. After the first performance, Will used the time spent in the Freddy animatronics' free-roaming mode to search through the store. The others remained on stage, having no reason to walk around. There was no one for them out there.

The Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy animatronics' lack of movement did not go unnoticed by the employees, though they weren't concerned; there were no customers in the store at the time anyway. It was actually more confusing to them that the Freddy animatronic was so active compared to all of the others. It walked through every single room in the restaurant; the Kitchen, the Backstage, even the Bathrooms.

When the half hour for free-roaming time was over, Will was compelled by the Freddy animatronic's programming to return to the stage and begin another performance.

"Hey kids! I hope you enjoyed the games while we took our break!"

The Bonnie animatronic grinned.

"I got to meet some nice new friends, guys!"

"Good to hear, Bonnie!"

"Yeah, but I'm ready to play again." The Chica animatronic said as it turned to the other two.

"Same here, Chica!" Freddy replied. "But hey, just wondering, has anyone seen Foxy?"

"I know he's around here somewhere…" Bonnie said.

"Oh wait, I think I hear him!"

The curtains in the Pirate's Cove opened slightly, revealing Foxy slumped over.

"Zzzzzzzwhat do ya do wi' a drunk'hic'en sailooor, what do ya do wi' a drun'hic'ken sailorrr, what do ya do wi' 'hic' a drunken sailor earlyyy in the mornnnzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…"

The Chica animatronic started laughing.

"Hahahaha! It looks like Foxy had a fun time in the break!"

Will couldn't control where he was looking when the Freddy animatronic was performing, as almost every part of its body had been preprogrammed with a set of movements when it was on stage, so he wasn't as able to get a full scan of the Dining Area as he would have liked. He continued to search for his mother every time the Freddy animatronic passed its eyes over the tables, but she didn't appear.

It's alright, she's just late today.

Another show ended, and Freddy went into free roaming mode, though it never found Will's mother.

She must be in traffic.

The Freddy animatronic got back on stage after free roaming mode ended, the others sill remaining in place. As it performed, Will still couldn't see his mother.

Maybe she came here, but I missed her. Maybe she's in the bathroom.

End show. Free roaming mode.

Maybe Lucy's Dad came by and talked to Mom. Maybe he invited her over for lunch so they could help each other out, and she's planning to come by this afternoon.

Several more performances, and several more breaks of free roaming mode. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closes. The animatronics go into storage for the night and are shut down.

Maybe she felt sick, and she'll come tomorrow. Maybe the police wanted to talk to her again.

Maybe she's just really, really sad and needed some time alone. I can give her that. I can give her another day. I can give her a week, even. I just want her to come back.