twilight of the third day

(WARNING: FREDDY SAYS THE ONLY BAD WORD IN THE STORY)

The Nights were becoming less and less scary; sure Freddy almost ripped out his gut yesterday but now he had three friends now, one of whom was out of the building and getting repaired!

This is going to be easy!

Hummen as she left the building shouted, "Oh yeah! That little girl asked for you today, so get here early tomorrow!" and quickly made her exit as the clock struck 6.

Calming waltzing into his office he checked the cameras, found them working and sat for a bit.

The phone rang again, "hay! Your still here….uh most people pass on by now; I mean move on. No body died I assuse you. Uh…any ways I thought of something, maybe you should get uh…'caught' somehow you should play dead, like go limp. Maybe instead of a skeleton they'll see a …but they might try to stuff a sceliton in you wont they? ….i…I don't know how that would work, so uh, never mind then! Don't get caught and uh…happy trails."

Alright. But that won't spoil his night!

Actually he wound up sitting for a while, neither Bonnie nor Chica moved. "Wonder what's wrong?"

Then something caught his robot eyes, occasionally a poster would change in one of the hallways; from a regular Freddy to what looked like Freddy in the middle of removing his face. At this point nothing too bad.

Today however it was dark and muddy, he wasn't quite sure what he saw so he looked deep into it; was that a...face?

He looked up.

Freddy.

Yellow.

limp.

Rotting.

Three things happened in the five seconds it took Dragoon to slam the camera pad into his face; the yellow bear flickered right to his face, Dragoons eyes started staticing and glitching up, and for that he unleashed lighting retribution in the form of a punch.

The Golden bear disintegrated into the ether, and the lightning hit the desk.

Without warning the light's suddenly flickered on.

And they didn't immediately stop.

A glance at the pad revealed that he had almost 200% more power than usual.

"*sheeeeshh* Dr….goo…?"

"Bonnie?"

The very idea of walking out at night was weird, but with it so bright it was like day…

So much like day that he found all the animatronics on the stage, "Huh? Guys? What's going on?"

Chica clicked, "That's what we were going to ask you."

Bonnie moved to look at him, "Were stuck between modes. We think but were on lock down. It's very strange."

Dragoon approached, "But you're all still ok right?"

Chica suddenly shrugged, the rest seemed to react like over exaggerated surprise, "We're fine, but were limited to our preprogrammed motions."

"I see."

They stood in silence.

"So…Foxy's doing well."

Bonnie fidgeted, "Are they…going to…break him? For what he did?"

"Nope!" Dragoon 'smiled', "It was a complete accident done almost 200 years ago; if anyone got in trouble it'd be the old owner."

There was suddenly a knock at the door, "Hmm…? Who could it be at this hour?"

Looking through the glass on the door he didn't see anything.

Till suddenly rainbow braids jumped up into view, "Girrla!"

Opening the door and cooing her in he laughed, "Girrla! What in the world are you doing here?" he knitted his brows, "Seriously do you realize how late is? This is like six times later then what I think human bed time are."

Giggling and running around in circles she sang, "I wanted to see my hunter friend! And I wanted to see Freddy and Friends move!"

Had he a face of flesh it would have paled, "What? Move? W-Whatever are you talking about~!"

Pouting with hands to her hips she said, "You haven't heard of the rumors? The bite? The murders?!"

"MURDERS?!"

"Hah! Don't worry!" she crawled on to Becky's back, "The rumors are just lame ghost stories. Big kid's way of scaring us little guys…"

"…Ah. I uh…I see." Hovering back over to the stage the other's looked at her.

She waved, "Hi guys!"

Bonnie and Chica waved, "Wow! They heard me?"

"Actually they saw you wave; they don't have ears."

More pouting, "Aw…I wanted to ask a question."

"I can ask them for you."

Hoping up she yelped, "Are they really alive? Like reploids?"

"Hay! This hear little girl want to know if your alive! Any way you can show that?"

Bonnie and Chica looked to each other, "Maybe play a scene we haven't done in many years?"

Nodding Dragoon turned to Girla, "Because of the lights being on they can't quite come down and move-"

"So they can move around?!"

"…Oops, well yeah but there stuck between modes at the moment, so instead there going to do a sketch they don't do anymore. Sound good?"

She clapped and sat in fount of the stage like all the little kids did.

Quick nods exchanged between Chica and Bonnie. Freddy just seemed to glare away uninterested.

Lurching suddenly a high female voice came out, "Oh no! look! Can you hear him?!" Bonnie looked surprised, and the whole group began looking surprised.

Freddy suddenly pointed at the curtain, and while his mouth moved no sound actally came out.

The curtain of pirate's cove suddenly opened up.

Holy Cannoli.

Sitting there were a parir of broken legs, fur ever where, and spare Foxy bits and pieces. This time an old speaker popped out, a vestigial organ from a time even older than them, "agggg I be foxxxxxyyyyyyy…" then in one final pop died never to pop again.

Freddy did a few more gestures and Bonnie and Chica said, "Yeah! Don't worry kids! We'll protect you from that mean ol' pirate!"

Then they froze, and reset back to their standing positions.

Girla sat slack jaw, "….that….was….AWESOME!"

Vaulting like she was going for gold she ask, "Who was there?! He was a pirate?! Why is he just sitting in half?"

Laughing Dragoon choked out, "Clam down! Clam down! I actually know that guy; he's in deep repair at the hunter base right now as we speak."

"EEEEKKKKKK! You gotta introduce me to him!"

"Sure but first…" he turned to Freddy, "Come on Freddy! Why didn't you participate."

"&^%$ off."

Forgetting the girl could not hear that he covered her ears, "LANGUAGE FREDDY!"

The other two animatronics turned at the protest of the day mode gears, looking at him in pure incredulity.

"Huh…? What's going on?" Girla giggled .

"Freddy," Dragoon huffed, "Want's to be a big jerk. So I think Bonnie and Chica will answer your questions."

Girla laughed, wagged a finger at Freddy, "Mean ol' bear! What's his problem Chica."

"Do you know the dealio with the beario?"

"...He's old?"

From there, Jokes, laughs, and the occasionally glance at Freddy filled the night, as they bleed into the dawn.

It wasn't until later when Dragoon found a letter, cleaning up his area with a sleeping girl on his back, sitting were the Golden bear once was.

'They don't tell you those things; but I will. Thank you. -Fungi'

(This day refused to come out of my brain properly and is kinda not very good because of it, I promise the next ones will be more interesting and actiony, but for now if I don't post this I will never get passed it.)

(EDIT: I forgot a whole section and I decided to censor that line, sorry this chapter is a train wreak.)