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Puppet sat in his box, rocking back and forth.
He was humming his tune, trying to calm himself.
His body twitched uncontrollably as he tried to fight against his insanity.
He looked down at his hands, trembling.
Puppet closed his eyes tightly, and saw a flashback.
He was sitting in his box, listening to his music while the others tried to kill the guard.
Suddenly, the music ceased.
He lifted his head calmly and waited for a moment.
It hadn't started back up.
He stood up and peeked out of his box.
It was completely silent. None of the others were in sight.
He opened the top of his box fully and stepped out.
Puppet started playing Pop Goes The Weasel, as he approached the office.
He didn't know if the guard had been caught, or if he just didn't wind the box.
Suddenly, he heard his music playing in the distance.
The guard apparently didn't notice he wasn't in his box anymore and had tried to wind the box back up.
He peeked around a corner to see Foxy stunned at the end of the hallway.
Just before he was able to take another step, he felt a tug on his arm.
He looked down to see Felicity holding onto his arm.
"Please don't hurt him..." She whined and pleaded. "Your music is playing again... You can go back... You can-"
Before she could finish, Puppet had already pulled away and was walking down the hall.
Felicity turned around the corner horrified, watching as Puppet ran down the hall.
There was nothing she could do... She couldn't save the guard...
She had failed so many times.
She always tried to reason with the others not to kill them, but they never listened.
Foxy took a step back, knowing that the guard was Puppet's kill at this point.
He turned to see Felicity watching, frozen in horror.
He quickly walked over to her and blocked her view.
Felicity glanced down at the floor, her ears drooping as the guard screamed in agony.
Foxy knew how much she hated them killing the guards.
But he knew that the only way to move on was to collect enough souls of the guards...
Or so they were told...
Puppet held onto the guard, blood dripping from his wounds and sobbing in fear and agony.
Foxy heard Puppet coming back down the hallway, and quickly lead Felicity away.
Puppet glanced down the hallway Foxy and Felicity were walking down.
He knew how badly it hurt Felicity when the guards died... But to him, this was justice.
It did hurt him knowing he made his friends sad, but it his mind, this was the right thing to do.
The guard screamed and struggled as Puppet drug him down the halls.
Mangle came crawling across the ceiling. Her broken voice box making a garbled radio sound.
She looked at the guard mockingly and grinned. "Nice j-o-ob Puppet..."
She said, her voice box skipping a bit.
Puppet faintly nodded and continued walking down the the back room.
He passed Toy Freddy who was leaning against a wall.
"I knew that those old buckets of bolts couldn't catch the guard." He scoffed.
Toy Bonnie was standing right beside him.
"Yeah! Did you hear one of them doesn't kill?" He laughed.
"Well Balloon Boy doesn't kill..." Toy Chica sighed.
"That's different though. He distracts the guards for us. Breaks their flashlights when they
aren't looking. Even if he doesn't deal the death blow, he still helps."
Toy Freddy tried to explain.
Puppet ignored the Toys and walked into the back room.
He glanced over at a empty Freddy suit.
"You know what this is guard?" He asked, pointing at the empty suit.
"A b-bear suit?" The guard asked, still sobbing and trembling with fear.
"Well... Yes... But it's also your death tool..." He laughed.
The guard squirmed and sobbed as Puppet shoved him into the suit.
Blood began pouring out of the suit and splattering the floor.
Puppet finally finished and took a step back.
He sighed and smiled.
"There... Don't expect a funeral... I doubt that your body will still be here by tomorrow night.
It's so generous of the owners to check the suits every morning before we open... And clean
our little... mess..."
Puppet chuckled and left, leaving the guard to suffer and slowly die.
Puppet returned to his box and got inside.
"Justice..." He thought to himself. "It's for justice..."
Foxy sat in a party room with he others.
Chica, Bonnie and Freddy all were silent.
What did they have to talk about? They were thrown in the back for parts...
Bonnie had got the worst of it...
Chica lost her hands... Bonnie lost his face...
They were all falling apart.
Covered in rips and tears, awaiting a change of their fate.
Freddy glanced up and saw that Felicity was missing.
"She's gone..." He sighed.
"I'll go get her..." Foxy said as he stood up and walked down the hall.
Felicity quickly and quietly ran into the back room where the guard was.
She slowed down when she saw blood pooled everywhere.
"Heeellp...Me..." The guard called out.
Felicity slowlyapproached the suit that contained the guard in it.
"I'm sorry I wasn't able to save you..." She sobbed.
The guard tried to move and look at her, which caused more metal to be driven into him.
He moaned and choked on his own blood.
Felicity looked away, horrified and upset.
He was dying. Slowly... She couldn't save him... She knew that...
And she blamed herself for not being able to save him.
Foxy walked in the room and saw her looking at the suit.
"Lass..." He called out, reaching his paw out to her.
He glanced up and saw the guard was still alive...
Foxy grabbed onto her shoulder and pulled her back.
"Lass... I'm sorry..." He sighed, not knowing whether to feel bad or glad.
He felt bad for her, and all she had to go through. But at the same time, he felt a little happy by
it. He enjoyed killing the guards... She knew that... Although it seemed as if she trusted him
the most... He had no clue why though, considering that he was one of the most brutal killers
out of them all.
Felicity stood up and left the room, knowing what he was about to do.
Foxy sighed and walked over to the guard.
He quickly pushed the face in, causing him to die instantly.
Sometimes he would put them out of their misery...
He felt awful having to watch Felicity go through that.
Foxy turned and looked into the hallway.
Felicity vanished around the corner.
He sighed and glanced back at the dead guard.
Was this truly right or wrong?