ayy guess who's fifteen now

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me that's who

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Bad Ending: Part 1

*The next day*

Raina sat down at her table at home. She didn't have work at the pizzeria today, which was good, because everybody there was starting to freak her out. They kept jumping at small sounds and looking around as though someone were following them. It was pretty unnerving.

Although she couldn't blame them. She was just as worried and distracted as they were. There was definitely something going on. She just didn't know what it was.

She set a glass of water down on the table and put her phone next to it. Then she dug her sketchbook out of her tote bag and put it on the other side of her sewing machine. She glanced up at her wall, where Zoe's picture of her hung. She smiled. The picture depicted Zoe as much as it did her. It was roughly drawn, with black scratches in pencil crayon sticking out of the picture, smudges decorating the paper where her hand went over the coloured pencil lead. It described Zoe perfectly, messy and disorganized.

Raina shook her head, clearing out her thoughts of Zoe. She had a lot of work to do. She grabbed some dark blue fabric from a box next to her table and got to work drawing shapes and patterns where she would have to cut it to make her new outfits.

She heard a quiet meowing and looked down. Her orange tabby cat, Sirius Percival Wilmington III, was looking up at her with big blue eyes.

She sighed. "Sorry Sirius, I'm busy. I have to get this done." She turned back to her work.

She heard another meow, and her cat suddenly jumped up on the table. He sauntered over to her glass of water and butted it with his head.

"No, Sirius, don't-" She held out a hand to stop him, but he had already pushed over the glass. It tipped over and water splashed over her phone, rolling across the table and dripping onto the floor.

Raina sighed in frustration. "Seriously?" She looked at Sirius, who had jumped off the table and strolled away with his tail high in the air.

She rolled her eyes and picked up her phone. She walked over to the pantry, where a bag of rice already sat waiting. This happened quite often, so she had an entire bag of rice dedicated to drying out her phone. She plopped it into the bag and closed the pantry door to get a towel and clean up her cat's mess.

xXx

Vincent put down the book he was reading and sighed. He was tired of being stuck in this body, but more than anything, he was tired of staying in the pizzeria. He knew he had to stay here so the ghosts didn't get restless and kill everyone around them, but he just wanted to go somewhere else for once.

He jumped in surprise when his cell phone rang. He fell off the bed and hit his head on his nightstand. Bonbon giggled from under his dresser. He picked a book up off the floor and threw it at the animatronic. "Shut up," he said, scrambling for his phone. He accepted the call and put the device to his ear. "Hello?"

"Hey William," Scott's voice said.

Vincent raised an eyebrow. "Scott? Why are you calling me?" The closet doors opened behind him and the Bidybabs poked their heads out to hear the conversation.

Scott paused, clearly hesitant to continue. "Well, I just bought a dog-"

"You bought a dog?" Vincent exclaimed. "Why? You don't even like animals!"

"Yeah, I guess, but my neighbour's dog just had puppies, and I went over to see them, and they were really cute, and now I guess I've got a dog."

Vincent rolled his eyes. "Okay. And why, exactly, are you calling to tell me this?"

"Well, you know I've got the night shift tonight-"

"And you want me to take over so you can take care of your new dog," Vincent finished.

"Actually," Scott began, "I was going to suggest that you come and take care of her while I'm working."

Vincent blinked. "Scott, you know why I have to stay in the restaurant-"

"And I know that it's not good for you to stay cooped up in there all the time," Scott interrupted. "Come on William, you need to get out and do something."

Vincent thought about it. Animals didn't usually like him, but he was definitely tired of staying here. Maybe this would be just what he needed.

"Okay," he said. "We'll be there at eleven thirty." He hung up and set his phone back on the nightstand. He opened the drawer, and the Minireenas poked their heads out to look at him.

"Good news you guys," he said. "We're getting out of here for a while."

xXx

*10:00 p.m.*

Goldie sat down on his bed. Nobody else had gone to sleep yet, but for whatever reason, he was really tired. He felt like he hadn't slept in days. He had already changed into his pyjamas and was just about to go to bed.

The door suddenly opened and Mari walked in, still dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. She was rubbing her eyes and yawning, which was weird, because they weren't programmed to show signs of exhaustion. They weren't even supposed to get tired.

"Hey Mari," he said warily. "Going to bed already?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I feel like I haven't been charged in days." She lay down on her bed and closed her eyes as soon as her head hit the pillow, not bothering to pull the covers over her.

The door opened again and Springtrap entered with Freddy. They were both still wearing their work clothes, and they barely acknowledged Goldie as they flopped onto their beds and fell asleep.

Goldie stared at them. This was weird. Why was everybody so tired all of a sudden? He heard Mangle and Tonnie's voices down the hall as they walked towards their room. "I have a rip in my coat," Mangle complained.

"Didn't Zoe text Raina so she could come by and fix it?" Tonnie asked sleepily.

"I think so, but she never showed up." Their voices faded as they made it to their room and collapsed in their own beds.

Chica walked in, wearing her own pyjamas. "Hey Goldie," she greeted. "What's wrong?" she asked when she saw the concerned look on his face.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I just think it's weird that everybody's so tired all of a sudden."

Chica nodded. "Yeah. I don't know what's going on." She swallowed nervously. "But I think we're about to find out." She turned off the light and lay down in her bed.

Goldie sighed. She was right. Something was going to happen, and it was going to happen soon.

He lay down on his side and closed his eyes.

xXx

Goldie was trapped inside a small, dark room. He was facing the door, so he turned around to look at the rest of the room. There was an empty animatronic costume slumped against the wall, and shelves full of animatronic heads and endoskeleton pieces hung on one wall. The dark shadows in the room made them look like human skulls. He heard a deep, rumbling laugh coming from somewhere, and he began crying. He couldn't help it. He was terrified.

He turned back to the door. "Please let me out," he begged, hoping against hope that someone, anyone, would be able to hear him.

The door stayed closed. He began sobbing harder, terrified of the dead-looking things behind him. "PLEASE!" he shouted, hitting the door with his tiny hands. He turned and looked at the things, wanting to get as far away from them as he possibly could. He collapsed in a fit of sobs, curling up on the floor. "Please let me out..." he choked, in one last attempt for someone to hear him. Everything slowly faded to blackness, and suddenly, he was in the dining room in the restaurant. The picture of the yellow bear was on the wall like usual, but it wasn't speaking to him now. He was surrounded by four taller people, each of them wearing a different mask. There was the boy with the red fox mask, two others with a purple rabbit mask and a brown bear mask, and one girl with a yellow- was that a duck? No, it was a chicken. Chica the Chicken, the animatronic. So the fox must have been Foxy, the bunny was Bonnie, and the bear was Freddy.

"Wow, your brother is kind of a baby, isn't he?" Bonnie sneered.

"It's hilarious," Foxy chuckled. "Why don't we help him get a closer look? He'll love it!"

Goldie didn't know what they were talking about, but he was sure he didn't want to find out. "No! Please!" he cried.

"Come on guys, let's give this little man a lift," Foxy said. "He wants to get up close and personal!"

Suddenly, he felt Foxy and the kid with the Bonnie mask lift him up under the arms, the other two following behind and laughing.

"No!" Goldie shouted. "I don't want to go!"

"You heard the little man!" Foxy cackled. "He wants to get even closer!" The other three laughed in response.

They reached the stage with the yellow animatronic bear and rabbit. The two robots had stopped singing and dancing, almost as if they were waiting to see what was going to happen.

Foxy snickered. "Hey guys, I think the little man said he wants to give Fredbear a big kiss!" He and Bonnie held Goldie up higher. "On three! One... two... THREE!" They hoisted Goldie up and shoved him into the animatronic's open mouth so only his legs were sticking out.

Goldie shrieked and flailed around in a panic, trying to get himself out of the bear's mouth. He felt the animatronic's jaws tighten around him, and he wiggled even more, trying to work himself loose. His torso was mostly out now, and he almost had his head loose, when suddenly-

SNAP.

His head was filled with unbearable pain as the bear's jaws closed on his head, crushing his skull and everything inside it. The laughs of the four people behind him stopped abruptly, as though horrified at what they had done. Then all the sounds started fading, and his vision went black. He was losing consciousness, and he welcomed the darkness, letting it take away the horrible, horrible pain in his head.

Now he was sitting in a black room that was painted so dark he could barely see. The yellow bear plushie was sitting there with him, along with the other four plushes from his room. There was beautiful music coming from somewhere, but he couldn't figure out where.

"Can you hear me?" the fox plushie asked, its voice echoing through the room. "I don't know if you can hear me." It paused for a moment. "I'm sorry," it apologized sadly.

"You're broken." The golden plushie said. Behind him, the red headless fox melted into the darkness. "We are still your friends." The chicken faded as well. "Do you still believe that?" Now the bunny disappeared. "I'm still here." The brown bear faded too. "I will put you back together." And finally, the golden bear slowly disappeared, the darkness folding around it like a blanket, until it was gone.

He felt the darkness loom up behind him. It washed over him like water, and he sat there and let it. His heart slowed to a dull thumping that throbbed every few seconds, until it eventually stopped. His vision darkened one last time, and he could faintly hear the sound of the sound of a heart monitor flatlining.

Goldie and Chica both woke with a start. One by one, each of the other animatronics woke up as memories flooded back into their minds.

xXx

*12:00 a.m.*

Zoe was sitting at her kitchen counter, staring down at the blueprints for the new animatronics. She hadn't made any progress on them for the past few days. Try as she might, she just couldn't focus.

She sighed and stood up. There was an odd feeling in her gut. Something felt... wrong. She just didn't know what.

She put her head in her hands and took a deep breath. Maybe she just needed to take a walk. She grabbed her coat and stood up. She didn't bother to lock her door behind her. She hopefully wouldn't be out for long.

As she walked, the feeling in her gut grew more insistent. After a few minutes, she realized that she was walking down the same street she usually took to get to the pizzeria. She hadn't really had a destination in mind, but maybe this was a good thing. Maybe going here would give her the inspiration she needed to finish those blueprints.

She turned onto the street where the pizzeria resided, and then she saw just what was wrong.

The animatronics were all walking through the doors of the restaurant, looking for all the world like zombies freshly risen from the grave. They slowly lurched into the pizzeria, tripping over each other and bumping into the doors.

She heard footsteps and turned around to see Mike running down the sidewalk towards her. "Zoe!" he called. "What's going on?"

She gestured to the robots. "I don't know! I just came here and saw this!"

"Hey guys!" Zoe and Mike whirled their heads around to see Jeremy running up to them, dressed in pyjama pants and a t-shirt. "What are you doing here?"

Zoe pointed to the pizzeria. "That's what we're doing here!"

His eyes widened. "What the-?"

He was interrupted when a bright blue car pulled up and parked at the sidewalk. Charlie opened the door and hopped out. She saw the animatronics and gasped. "What's going on?"

"We don't know!" Jeremy shouted, obviously panicked.

"What the heck?" Raina's voice yelled. She ran up behind Zoe and stopped beside her. "What are they doing here?"

"Wait!" another voice yelled. Zoe looked up and saw Vincent sprinting towards them, the two baby animatronics hanging onto his legs, the ballerinas clinging to his shirt, and the bunny peeking out from under his hat. For whatever reason, there was a Jack Russel Terrier running beside him, barking excitedly.

"William?" Mike exclaimed in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

"William?" Jeremy asked. "Who's William?"

"I'll explain later," Vincent said. He didn't even seem to be out of breath. "Right now, we need to get into the pizzeria and stop them from getting to Fritz and Scott."

"Why would they be after Fritz and Scott?" Raina asked.

"I said I'll explain later!" Vincent yelled as he dashed towards the restaurant. The animatronics were already inside, and they seemed to have locked the doors behind them.

Raina and Jeremy exchanged a confused glance. Neither of them knew what was going on. Who was William? Why were there little robots all over Vincent? And why did he have a dog? They both shrugged and ran after him. He seemed to know what he was doing, so they figured that following him was probably their best bet.

Zoe was also confused, but slightly less so. She was also a little unsure about why there was a dog here, but she chose to ignore it and just try her best. She ran after Vincent without hesitation.

Mike and Charlie looked at each other from across the street. They knew exactly what was happening. The ghosts had woken up, and now they were looking for revenge. If they saw William, they would go after him. The children didn't know who was really behind all this. They both dashed after the others towards the restaurant.

The others reached Vincent to see him trying to yank the doors open. "Damn it," he muttered. "They must have locked the doors." He looked up. He could see the animatronics inside, slowly making their way to the hallway. There were two shapes darting in and out of the mass of metal bodies. It was Chica and Goldie, both of them grabbing the arms of their friends and trying to pull them away, shouting and pleading for them to go back to the house. Vincent quickly tore his gaze away from them and reached into his pocket for his keys. His hand left his pocket with nothing. He frantically checked his other pocket, but all that was in there was some spare change.

He snarled in frustration and smacked the door with his hand. "Fuck!" He turned around to look at the others. "I don't suppose any of you thought to bring your keys?" His question was only met by blank stares and shrugs.

He sighed and backed away from the doors. "Alright, if any of you are sqeamish about blood or sharp things, you might wanna look away," he warned. He looked down at his feet, where the two Bidybabs were still clinging to his legs. "You two are going to have to keep me in check, make sure the others don't come out and try to kill anybody."

He heard a sad whine from above him and looked upwards at BonBon. "I'm sorry buddy. I know you want to see your old friend, but you know how dangerous he is." Vincent looked back down at the doors.

What he did next was so weird, Raina was half sure that she had been imagining it. Out of his arm, a line of small sharp blades poked through his skin. Blood dripped down his arm from the wound, but he either didn't notice or didn't care. He placed the blades in between the doors and began moving it up and down, accompanied by a loud scratching noise.

"What is he doing?" Raina whispered to Jeremy.

"He's sawing through the deadbolt," Mike answered. "Trust me, he knows what he's doing."

Vincent suddenly growled in frustration. "It's not working," he muttered. He glanced up at the animatronics, who were just walking past the Show Stage and were just about at the hallway. Chica and Goldie seemed to be slowing them down a bit, but they would eventually be overpowered. He sighed, as though regretting what he was about to do. "Alright. Plan B."

What happened next was even weirder than what he did before, and a lot more disgusting. The blades sank back into his arm, and instead a large gash seemingly appeared out of nowhere where the blades had been. His hand went limp and lost its shape, like a balloon deflating, and from the gash, a metal hand-looking thing emerged. He stepped back from the door and reared his arm back, the metal hand curled in a fist as though ready to punch it. Then he actually did punch it, all the strength in his body concentrated into one hard strike. The doors burst open, crashing into the walls inside the building and swinging shut. Mike shoved his foot into the opening before they could close completely.

The animatronics all suddenly whirled around at the noise, staring at them with blank, dead eyes.

"Holy fuck!" Vincent yelled, clutching his metal hand with his normal one. "Shit, that hurts!" The was a line of blood on his shirt where his shoulder blade was. The shirt was torn there, and a large disk of metal was sticking out of his back.

"What the heck is that?" Zoe asked, staring at the metal disk. She leaned in and studied the metal. "So, is your entire skeleton made of metal? Or is that just a prosthetic arm covered in some kind of fleshy rubber silicone?" She moved to his side so she could see his metal hand. "That's fascinating. How does it work?"

"Could you stop staring at me?" he said. As he spoke, the metal hand folded itself back into his skin, and the metal disk that was forced through his back retreated back into his body. He felt little needles poke through his skin, sewing the wounds closed. "It's making me uncomfortable."

Zoe backed away, sounding slightly disappointed. "Okay. Sorry." She looked up into the restaurant. The animatronics were still staring at them, their gears whiring as they processed what they were seeing. Then they all started walking towards the group, their bright eyes illuminating the dark room. They started moving faster, bordering on normal walking. Chica and Goldie seemed to notice this and started pushing tables in front of the advancing robots, trying to close them in so they couldn't do any harm. Unfortunately, the animatronics began crawling over the tables with ease. They were obviously getting used to their forms, as they began walking faster without tripping over each other.

And they were all glaring straight at Vincent.

The Minireenas crawled over his shoulders and cowered on his back, shaking with fear. The Bidybabs peered out at the approaching robots from behind Vincent's legs, talking to each other with hushed voices. Bonbon pushed his hat up to look. He immediately let out a terrified squeak and lowered the hat again.

"William, you should leave," Mike said, stepping in front of the doors.

"No." Vincent moved forward and stood next to him. "I started all of this in the first place, and I'm not leaving until I've fixed it."

Mike turned at look at him. "You didn't start this William, you know who really-"

"But they don't know that!" Vincent yelled, gesturing at the rapidly approaching animatronics. "I don't care who started this, I'm fucking finishing it!"

Charlie stepped forward and put a hand on Vincent's shoulder. "Well, don't think you're doing it without us."

Vincent stared at her for a moment. He looked behind him at Jeremy, Raina, and Zoe. They all looked a little confused and a lot scared, but they were all looking at him with the same determined expression.

He took a deep breath. "Okay. Here we go then."

this chapter was originally going to be longer but I just felt like I should get an update out so I split it into two chapters