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Fred and Fredbear stared each other down, then Fred shook his head. Fredbear blinked, surprised by the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Fred watched his golden counterpart sit up a little straighter and his attention focus on Fred.
"Tell me, what is it like on st-tage?" Fred asked in a slightly glitchy voice. He was curious to know what the other bear thought about singing. Fredbear blinked in surprise, his brown eyes looked away from Fred as his processors worked to figure out what Fred was thinking.
"Well, the songs get boring after you play them every day for months on end. The employees are usually around, um, adolescence so they are too old for us to talk to like we do the kids, but not old enough to talk to like we can the mechanics."
Fredbear seemed to get lost in his story about one of the male and female employees hugging each other in the back room and doing something weird with their lips before a mechanic chased them out. Fred nodded but didn't say anything, it seemed Fredbear could get caught up with anything that had to do with the diner.
Then Fredbear went on with a story of how Spring was chased out of the kitchen by a cook when he tried to steal a slice of pizza for the two of them to try. Fred laughed at this, Fredbear smiled at the sound and opened his mouth to start another story before the shut down Spring slumped onto his shoulder. Fredbear seemed to realize that he had gotten off topic and glared at Fred for distracting him.
"Did you plan that?" Fredbear asked, glaring. Fred let his shoulders droop, he would rather have listened to Fredbear talk about the diner, even if it made him feel- something weird, but he didn't see the point of keeping it a secret if he would be shut down permanently anyway.
"Alright-alright. What exactly do you want to know? F-Fredbear-r?" The glitch in Fred's voice got much more pronounced, but Fredbear ignored it in favor of discovering the secrets about the mystery animatronic that was in their basement.
"Were you made before me, Fred?" Fredbear waited, his posture leaning towards the brown bear. Fred opened his mouth when a shock suddenly went through his system. Fred's body shuddered before he went limp.
"Fred? Fred!" Fredbear hurried over to Fred and shook him gently, when no response came Fredbear gently laid the brown animatronic on his back. Fredbear opened Fred's eyes only to see dull blue orbs staring back out at him, no light could be seen within.
"His system shut down. I don't think we should wake him up for a while."
"We were so close! He was going to tell us something, I know it!" Fredbear looked over at Springy who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Fredbear let Fred's eyelids shut and then plugged the other bear back in.
"I know, thanks by the way for getting me back on track."
"Hah! Fred knew what he was doing when he got you to talk about the diner. You wouldn't have stopped talking until our A.I.'s forced us to return to the stage."
Fredbear started walking towards the door, Spring following close behind. The two animatronics' banter could be heard fading away until another door was slammed shut and silence fell in the dark room. A figure crouched over Fred's body.
"You can't sleep yet, there are friends waiting for you." A light shone over Fred's body before it dimmed and disappeared.
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When Fred opened his eyes, he could tell something was different. The room was dark like usual but something seemed…off. Fred straightened, and then stopped.
"What the…?" Fred rolled his shoulders experimentally, then extended his hands and moved his fingers. His body was very hard to move, even harder than usual. Even with his rusty servos it felt like something was in his joints. Fred turned on his eye-lights and looked at his hands. They were covered in a dark red liquid. Fred noticed the liquid seemed to be all over his body, Fred also thought he saw thin red…thread? Or was that fur, like his? Every time Fred moved there was a squelch sound.
Fred didn't know what was going on, why was there red stuff on him? And where was he? Fred pushed himself off the table, his feet hit the floor with a metallic clang. He tried to move but found his servos had to work at full power for him to take even the tiniest step. Fred stopped after trying to take two steps. Instead he gazed around the room, discovering it was a mechanic's room, there were spare Fredbear and Spring parts on shelves.
Sob.
Fred moved his eyes in the direction he heard the sound come from, now wondering how he couldn't have noticed the huddled ball by the door. Fred let his eye-lights rest on the child as he studied the shaking form. Fred noticed the scared child was wearing a black t-shirt with white stripes and blue shorts. His hair was dark brown and the child must have been around eight years old.
"Hey, don't be scared. I won't hurt you," Fred tried to keep his voice quiet but all that came out was a terrible screeching noise that scared the boy even more. Fred stopped his approach and tried to find a way to cheer the boy up. He couldn't talk and attempting to do so would only scare the boy. Fred couldn't move very easily and doubted the squelch noise cheered the boy up very much. Fred's processors whirred and his A.I. searched for a solution.
Oh, that would work.
Fred slowly sat himself on the ground and hoped this part of him was still working properly. He left his eye-lights on the little boy and played his internal music box. The figure backed away but after a minute of soft music filling the room the little boy stopped shaking and peeked up at Fred, then shied away from the lights shining directly in his eyes. Fred looked at the ground around the boy so his eye-lights wouldn't shine in the boy's face.
When Fred's soft tune ended the doorknob started jiggling and voices were heard outside. The boy hurried to the door and started hitting his fist against the wood. The voices on the other side got louder and the doorknob violently raddled before the door swung open.
"Mama!" the boy cried and hugged the legs of one of the figures. All of the taller figures in the doorway let out a sigh of relief when the little boy ran into his mother's arms. All the figures, except one, left the shortest one complaining that his brother had to ruin everything. The one figure who stayed, an employee, walked into the dark room and shut the door behind him. He grinned wickedly at the suit on the ground, a chuckle escaped his throat.
"That was fun, don't you think?"
"…"
"What? No answer? You used to be so talkative Freddybear." The employee took a nearby wrench and slammed it against the head of the unresponsive costume.
"Ha! You can't fool me Alfred, I know you did this. You're as annoying as your grandfather!" The employee took a deep breath and put the wrench back where he found it and moved the costume back onto the table. He then turned and left the room in utter darkness.
Glowing eyes stared the door the man left through before the bright orbs disappeared.
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He jerked as his systems turned on, his A.I. and processors started running and he opened his eyes. Looking around he was going to move forward before he realized he was sitting on a table. He slowly moved his feet and after he got off the table he started walking around. He felt good and his A.I. was full of information he needed to know. He quickly scanned through the information before a big smile took over his face.
"I am Freddy Fazbear and this is my pizzeria!"
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Yay! Another chapter finished! I'll go fix mistakes later but for now I just wanted to get this chapter to you!
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