(Silver P.O.V) (A/N Poll! Poll! Yes! I am desperate! Don't judge! :3)
Freddy's eyes flickered on.
But they weren't red.
He let out a sort of moan, but I didn't know what it meant.
"Ugh...Silver? Where's Goldy? Why do you look so much older?" Freddy seemed to be totally clueless as to what just happened.
"You don't remember what you've been doing for that past year?!" I exclaimed.
"Y-YEAR!?" Freddy yelled. I slowly nodded,
"You've been all red-eyed. And you've destroyed Foxy, Bonnie, and Chica, all under the influence of Vincent!" I explained.
"Vincent! That little son of a bitch!" Freddy growled.
"Jordan and the Toy animatronics are distracting him while I helped you and Foxy. Goldy's weak and he's backstage.
"Oh no, if I hurt him I'm going to be so upset with myself..." Freddy muttered.
"He doesn't look hurt...he's just really weak, like someone managed to drain all his energy," I explained.
"Vincent can't do that, so he's probably just tired," Marion explained. Foxy stood up out of Marion's grip, just as Freddy ran into Marion for a hug.
"Catherine!" He squealed. I froze in my tracks,
"Catherine!?" I exclaimed in confusion.
"Catherine!" Freddy yelled again. I was so confused...
"Marion? You never said you were Catherine! As in Freddy's friend Catherine!" I yelled. Marion laughed,
"Did you think I had time too?" She laughed.
"Oh, right" I laughed back.
Everything seemed to be on the right track again.
Everything was fixed.
Everyone was going to be ok.
Nope.