Two weeks later…

Hall was not looking forward to talking to Faz again. He walked out of the Dining Area to the very back of the store where the main office was, where Faz could see what was going on in the store through the security cameras.

"Mr. Faz?"

"Another complaint, right?"

Faz could have seen everything that had gone on through the cameras; the parents getting too close to the animatronics or the animatronics getting too close to the parents, getting the unpleasant smell, sometimes seeing what looked like blood or mucus leaking out of the animatronics' mouth and eyes, and the parents taking their whining kids out, stopping only to leave a complaint at the front. Hall envied Faz for just having to deal with this from back here, while he had to take all of the abuse at the front.

"Well…yeah."

Faz sighed in irritation.

"Damn things just don't want to stay clean."

Hall really, really hoped that he wasn't going to be the one Faz had to try to clean off the animatronics again. No matter how much they tried to scrub out the animatronics fur and clean out the inside of their mouths (the fear of getting his hand bitten off while he was cleaning was even worse to Hall than the smell), no one could make the animatronics stay clean or keep them from smelling. It was the general consensus that something, like rats, probably tried to eat some stray cheese that had ended up on that animatronics, crawled inside, and got shredded and crushed by the animatronic parts. Faz wouldn't let them take the animatronics apart and clean out the insides because, as no one made these particular models anymore, no one had any idea how to safely take the animatronics apart and put them back together again.

Hall tried to sidle out of the room quietly. He was certain Faz knew he was still there, but was just ignoring him. That suited him just fine; maybe it meant that Faz was going to pick someone else for cleaning duty. As he was leaving however, he heard Faz mutter something.

"If I got to do this, at least I do it my way."

Hall didn't know what that meant and didn't care enough to ask Faz. It was about 7 pm, when there would normally be the most customers, though things had started to get really quiet at the restaurant again. Since there were no customers at the time, Hall decided to take a break, getting a root beer from the soda fountain and taking a seat in the Dining Area. When he went in, he saw Quint, another one of the employees sitting in front of the Show Stage and reading the paper, so Hall decided to join him.

"Hey Quint, what's up?"

Quint looked up from the paper and nodded to Hall.

"Nothin'. You cleaning the band again?"

"I don't know. I don't think so, at least. Fazzy didn't tell me to anyway."

"Huh. Good for you to get a break for once. Just your dumb luck that you work in the front and take the flak for all the nasty stuff in Freddy and the boys." Quint gestured to the animatronics behind him.

"Is working in the Kitchen any better?" Hall asked.

Quint shrugged. "I don't know. I don't have to talk to anyone, or deal with any of those bratty kids, but I kind of wish I didn't feel like I was cooking Styrofoam."

"Yeah well, that's work, isn't it?"

Quint rolled his eyes. "Yeah, ain't that the truth."

Hall nodded at the paper. "Anything good in there?"

"Nope. I only started reading cause I saw the store's name in here." Quint pointed to the title of the article in the back of the paper;

-Evidence Lost in Trial; Suspected Freddy Fazbear's child abductor released-

"Jeez." Hall said in disgust. "I can't believe we used to work with that guy."

"Yeah." Quint pointed to later on in the article. "At least the police were able to put him on a sex offender's register. He won't be working here again."

Hall grimaced and drained his root beer.

"I don't like thinking about that stuff, man. I mean, they never even found those kids."

"It doesn't really get much better in here, either." Quint pointed to one of the obituaries at the end of the paper. Hall leaned in and read the name.

" 'Carol Garen'. What about her?"

"Don't you remember her, man? She was that lady that kept on coming in here a few weeks ago. Remember? She was the Mom of two of those kids that Freakazoid lured into the back."

"What happened to her?"

Quint read further into the obituary.

"Looks like she killed herself. They found her hanging in her closet."

"Dang. That's…"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Hall and Quint fell over the table as they tried to get away from whatever was screaming behind them, all the while screaming themselves. The two ran away from the Dining Area, thinking that they were about to be attacked.

"What the hell is that!?"

"I don't know!"

Hall looked back at the Show Stage and saw what was screaming; Freddy. While Bonnie and Chica were trying to sing a rendition of "Staying Alive", Freddy was glitching out in a way Hall had never seen it before. It was screaming like it was being murdered, waving its arms around and shaking its head. The noise was like someone was drilling into Hall's ears.

"What the hell's wrong with Freddy?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"How do we get him to shut up? We got to turn him off somehow!" Hall shouted.

"I'm not going up there!" Quint shouted back.

"Rrrgh, dang it!" Hall started to run down the East Hall. "Boss! Boss, something's wrong with Freddy!"

Faz ran into Hall halfway. They could still hear Freddy screaming bloody murder.

"What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing! Freddy just started screaming!"

"God damn it!"

Faz ran out into the Dining Area, pushing past Quint who was cowering by one of the tables, ran onto the Show Stage and got behind Freddy, getting smacked in the face by Freddy's flailing arms. Faz got back up with a black eye and ran into Freddy, flipping a switch beneath the fur on the animatronic's back.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…."

Faz stood on the stage, panting.

"Son of a mother…"

Chica and Bonnie were still singing.

"Stayin' aliiiiiiii…"

"For crying out loud!" Faz shut the other two off and pointed to Hall and Quint. "You two turn off Foxy, we're closing for the night!"

Hall jumped into the Pirate Cove and flipped the switch on Foxy, who fortunately was in standby mode. Faz had flipped the sign on the front entrance to closed.

"So…uh…any idea what's wrong with Freddy?"

Faz glared at Hall and then threw his hands up.

"No. And at this point, I don't care."

"So, should we just go now?" Quint asked.

Faz turned to Quint and smirked.

"Yeah. You two can go. You can let everyone else know that they can go now too."

"Uh…alright." Quint turned and gave Hall a small grin at the knowledge that they could skip work early.

"You can take the rest of the night off, and the night after that, and the night after that, and everything else after that, because you're all done working here."

"Woah!" Hall held his hands up to Faz to try to stop him. "I told you, we didn't do anything!"

"I get that."

"Then why are you firing us?" Quint asked astounded.

"Oh, you're not fired." Faz said sarcastically. "Don't you worry about that. I'm closing the store."

"What? But…"

"I'm not dealing with some damn health inspector. At least this way, I can save face and maybe reopen some time down the road." Faz shouted and pointed at the animatronics. "And I am not dealing with those stupid old robots!"

…

Will?

…

Will, c'mon…

…

…Just…just leave him alone Peter.

…What happens now? What are they going to do with us?

I don't know. I'm scared.

I'm sorry guys…it's all my fault.

It's okay Greg, we know you didn't mean to spit on that woman…It's not your fault.

We've all been having that problem.

I hate it. I just hate having my old body in here with me.

Well…we'll be alright, right?

…

Will?

…

…We're going to be here forever, aren't we Puppet?

…

…

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closed two months after the disappearance of the children, to the sadness of many other kids, but the satisfaction of many of the parents that had come to the restaurant. Fazbear Entertainment gave this comment:

"Safety is the utmost concern of Fazbear Entertainment. Once it became evident to the company that there was a potential health hazard from our animatronics, we of course closed immediately. As for the other, very unfortunate incident which was the responsibility of a former employee, Fazbear Entertainment denies any wrong doing. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza has always been a place of fun for children of all ages, and we will be certain to keep this dream alive, making our chain bigger, better, and safer than ever. I assure all our fans that Freddy Fazbear and his friends will be back soon."

The store was stripped of anything valuable for the time and put into storage, including the animatronics, though Fazbear Entertainment only intended to keep them for their spare parts. As the animatronics were carted out, for a brief few moments their empty eyes looked out into the stars. The men moving the animatronics boxed them up, put them next to each other inside a warehouse, shut out the lights, and walked out.