A vacation, work, and finals. I hate the busy season. I regret that I couldn't find time to update this during that time, but I'm back now.My deepest apologies for the wait, and thank you so much for your patience. You guys are seriously the best!

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Fritz ran straight at the duelers, loud, metallic footsteps following close behind. Mike felt the man in purple pull away from him quickly, jumping to his feet and stumbling back. His footsteps receded down the hall.

Mike covered his head as the robots ran past him. The floor shook around his head by their weight.

As soon as the stampede passed, an arm roughly grabbed his arm and yanked him to his feet.

"Don't worry, this is what they were made for." Fritz panted. "Come on! We need to find Jeremy!"

Toy Chica took a left hall and Toy Bonnie took a right. Their instincts corralled them into a sort of pack hunting, ready to work together to catch the intruder.

They couldn't see the man. He'd managed to hide. The Toys activated night vision and crept along the walls of the main halls searching.

Meanwhile, the Withereds scoured the party rooms, ensuring the intruder couldn't lay low. He was in hiding, but not for long.

"Left hall clear." Toy Chica's voice came through the audial connection they shared.

"Main hall clear." Toy Freddy added.

Withered Bonnie warbled into his speaker, his glitchy voice confirming that the man was not in the parts/service room.

Toy Bonnie narrowed his eyes, looking around the right hall carefully. His eyes glowed green as he scanned his surroundings. He lifted his mic to confirm the empty hallway.

And something smacked him over the head.

Toy Bonnie yelped and tumbled away, rolling back onto his feet. Ahead of him stood the man in purple, wielding an ax.

"Engaged!" Toy Bonnie shrieked, and barreled at the attacker, claws splayed. Balloon Boy and Withered Foxy should be nearby. All he needed to do was hold out until they arrived.

"Engaged!" Came Toy Bonnie's voice through the receiver, and Toy Freddy directed Balloon Boy and Withered Foxy in his direction. He called up Toy Chica and Mangle to surround the hall and block off the exits.

"Go for the head!" Toy Freddy called to Toy Bonnie. "Daze him!"

A loud cracking sound resonated through the receiver. A large static burst forth from it. Alarmed, Freddy contacted Balloon Boy. "BB! What's happening over there?"

It took a few seconds for the little robot to respond. "H-He's down."

Toy Chica's voice came, "Oh, come on!"

"E-Eng-aging!" Withered Foxy shouted.

"Careful, Foxy! We're coming to you!"

Toy Freddy ran toward the right hall, meeting up with Withered and Toy Chica halfway. They burst into the hall, and froze in shock.

Toy Bonnie, Balloon Boy, and Withered Foxy lay in pieces.

"Three down." Toy Freddy informed the rest of the pack. "Stay alert."

Jeremy ducked near the stage, the kidnapped children grouped around him in fear. Sirens pierced the air, and everyone had their ears covered. Fritz had one of Mike's arms over his shoulder and he helped his friend toward the others.

"Let's go!" Fritz cried to them, but Jeremy stood up to stop him anxiously.

"The restaurant's on lockdown! The doors won't open!" He yelled over the noise. "The robots activated the sirens; the police should be on their way!"

"So what do we do?!"

Jeremy looked grim. "We stay alive."

A loud crash came from the hallway, as well as a shrill, "Engaged!" Toy Chica, from the sound of it.

Jeremy gathered the kids. "Into the party room! Quick!"

As the kids, wailing, rushed inside, Mike pulled away from Fritz.

"Mike, what-"

"I need to get ahold of someone, I'll be right with you!"

Mike left them behind to run to the front doors, pulling out his phone. It was the only place with service.

He dialed.

It rang four times before she picked up.

"Mike? Is that you?" She seemed surprised. "What- Why are you calling now? Is something wrong? What are those... What are those sirens?"

"Chica?" Her name felt nice. Such a calming name in such a terrifying situation. It made him feel better instead of worse, like how Amy's name made him feel. "Chica, I'm at the sister location. There's been a... a slight problem. If... if I don't make it back..." Mike bit his lip.

"Mike? What are you talking about?!" Now she sounded anxious. "What's going on?!"

"I just wanna say... You're better than Amy." At last, this felt true. At last, Amy wasn't the most important person anymore. "I am so glad to have been able to get to know you. If I don't get out of here... Tell the boys bye for me."

Mike hung up as she tried to reply. He threw a glance over his shoulder and followed the others into the party room.

Toy Freddy growled in frustration, tapping his receiver quickly. "Come on, come on..."

No one was answering his calls. From what he could tell, he was the only member of the party left. If he wasn't careful, he too would be destroyed.

He scaled the hall, casting glares right and left. He'd decided to let the man come to him. He would, Freddy knew. He wouldn't settle for a nine out of ten, especially when Freddy was so vulnerable.

Footsteps.

Toy Freddy whirled around, swiping with his claws outstretched. Miss.

He turned around again, teeth bared. Where is he?!

Whack!

Toy Freddy's head snapped back as something smacked him over the face. The blunt of the ax came back again and this time hit him tight on the neck. Crack!

Toy Freddy couldn't move his arms. He couldn't move his head. On the ground, he couldn't run. He tried to butt the man away but it didn't work. The man raised his ax. Toy Freddy braced himself.

And then, a quiet hiss.

The man and the robot faltered in surprise. There came another little swish, and the air around them dropped a few degrees in temperature.

If Toy Freddy had a heart, it would've stopped. He knew what this was. The man's wide eyes hinted that he knew too.

The kids had come back to play.