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Good Ending: Part 1

*Following the events of Chapter 45*

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. Then she dug her sketchbook out of her tote bag and put it on the other side of her sewing machine. She was just about to put her phone on the table, then she realized that she was about to put it next to the glass of water. Sirius tended to knock over her water and get her phone wet, so she put it on the other side of her sewing machine with her sketchbook. 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 the table and dripped 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 sighed and stood up to get a towel. "Glad I didn't put my phone there," she muttered, grabbing a tea towel from her kitchen. She quickly wiped up Sirius's mess and got back to working on her outfits.

She didn't know how many minutes had passed when she heard her phone vibrate. She glanced up at the clock. She had already been working for an hour? She'd been so absorbed her work that she lost track of time. She grabbed her phone and looked at the text Zoe had sent her.

From: Supernova
hey rnbw. mngle ripped his coat and we were wndering if u could come over and fix it. evryne here is bad at sewing lol

Raina cringed at Zoe's use of incorrect grammar, unnecessary abbreviations, and lack of vowels. "I swear, she texts like a teenager," Raina sighed as she typed out a response (using proper grammar, spelling, and vowels, of course).

To: Supernova
Sure. I'll be there in ten minutes.

She hesitated, then set an extra text.

To: Supernova
I love you.

She waited, and another text popped up.

From: Supernova
love u 2 :3

Raina smiled and packed her sewing kit into her tote bag.

xXx

Raina opened the door of the pizzeria and stepped inside. It was 3:15, so everyone was on break. She spotted Zoe leaning against the stage, munching on a piece of pizza. She appeared to be calm and relaxed, but Raina knew better. She saw the slight tenseness in Zoe's shoulders and she kept glancing around, as though waiting for someone to attack her. She saw Raina and seemed to relax a little. "Raina! Thanks for coming by," she said, walking up to her and giving her a quick kiss. "I'll go get Mangle." She ate the last bite of her pizza and ran off to Pirate's Cove.

Raina sat down at one of the tables and unpacked her sewing kit. Zoe came back a moment later, both Mangle and Foxy in tow. For the past few days, no one had gone around the restaurant alone. Even Vincent made it a point to never leave the dining room without someone else accompanying him.

Mangle took off his coat and held it out to Zoe. She took it from him and set it on the table in front of Raina. Mangle and Foxy glanced nervously at the needles in Raina's pincushion and quickly scampered off.

Raina blinked in surprise as she watched them leave. "Alright. Bye then."

Zoe shrugged and sat down across from Raina. "You can't really blame them. Everyone's been on edge lately."

Raina nodded. "Yeah, I get it." She located the rip in the arm of Mangle's coat and plucked a needle out of her pincushion. She took a spool of white thread from her kit and threaded the needle. She scooched her chair closer to the table, ready to repair the jacket, and accidentally kicked something under the table. She pushed her chair back out and crouched down.

"What is it?" Zoe asked, leaning over the table to see.

Raina came back up, a ring with a bunch of keys dangling from it in her hands. "I think somebody lost their keys," She said, sitting back down on her chair.

"Is there a name on it?" Zoe wondered, walking around the table to Raina.

"Yeah, I think so," Raina answered, squinting at the engraved script on one of the keys. It was in cursive, so it was difficult to read. "Vin... cent... Gr...aves. Vincent Graves." She looked up at Zoe. "They're Vincent's."

Zoe took the keys from her. "I'll take these to him while you work on Mangle's jacket."

Raina nodded. "Sure thing." She bent her head down to the table and got to work.

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?

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. He brought them out and jammed one of them in the keyhole. He tried turning it, but the lock seemed to be stuck. He groaned in annoyance. Are you kidding me? I just oiled this thing!" He yanked the key out of the slot and shoved his keyring back in his pocket.

Vincent looked 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." He backed away from the doors. "If any of you are squeamish about blood, you might want to 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 happened next was so weird, Raina still had a hard time believing that it had actually happened. A large gash seemingly appeared out of nowhere on his arm. 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."