Freddy and Bonnie hid their employer's body in one of Freddy's spare suits.
"Sorry, it wasn't supposed to be you," Gabriel murmured as they shove their victim into the Freddy spare suit to hide it.
The bear cast a sad glance at the rabbit, who nodded in agreement. Together, they reattached the animatronic head and plunged their employer into complete darkness. But an argument pulled them out of their thoughts.
"I told you! I thought this man was our killer; I couldn't miss this opportunity!"
The atmosphere grew darker.
"You can't afford to make mistakes! If... if you get thrown away, you'll never get revenge... is that what you want?!" the demonic voice of the puppet roared.
Gabriel and Jeremy exchanged worried looks. Susie, was cleaning the trail of blood but joined them, forgetting a bloody handprint on the wall.
"No! I just want that bastard to die! No matter who stands in front of me, if I suspect him, he'll die," Fritz concluded darkly.
The puppet came face to face with the fox and shot him a glare with silver eyes that sent shivers through the animatronic.
"By killing innocents, you're no better than William Afton."
This time, Fritz trembled with rage.
"Listen to me, you little..."
"Fritz, that's enough!" Freddy's voice reasoned.
The two animatronics turned to the bear. Foxy tried to justify himself.
"This puppet talks as if she knows what it's like to be betrayed by a trusted man, what it's like to lose your life at ten years old, what it's like... to have your spirit inside a machine..."
The animatronics widened their eyes as they noticed that Fritz's ghostly voice gradually took control of his voice box.
"Fritz? You know... my soul is also trapped in this puppet since my murder... I was just a little girl a few months ago. And you know who killed me?"
Foxy lowered his ears.
"William Afton?" Fritz whispered.
The puppet hung its head.
"Yes... I was betrayed by my own uncle. My father, Henry Emily, is best friends with a serial killer."
Foxy was shocked.
"So, you're not just some puppet sent by some demon?"
"No. I'm Charlie Emily."
...
Since that night, the children promised to behave like machines to avoid being withered, until the day when...
"Hey, kids, I hope you enjoyed the show! And by the way, I'll say it again, strangers d..."
"Yeah, yeah, we get it, Freddy."
Gabriel had gotten used to behave like a machine. If he were to regain his child's body, he would probably struggle to act like a young boy again. However, he never forgot the cause of his death and their major mistake, he had just realized how focused he was on it. A member of the audience made it known to him. Freddy cast his blue eyes on her. She was just a child.
"And yet it's very important!" Freddy replied friendly.
The girl shrugged.
"Yeah, yeah, we all know that. And you're supposed to be funny, not boring like our parents!"
Jeremy turned to the girl. He, too, was irritated by their naivety. They were just like them before the incident.
"If I were you, I'd listen to Freddy, never trust a stranger."
The girl frowned.
"You're just robots, repeating what the adults told you to say."
Freddy approache her.
"Do you know what will happen if he catches you?" he asked in an almost threatening tone.
She began to tremble and struggled to maintain her confidence.
"You... you don't know anything!"
Another boy interrupted them and noticed Cassidy trembling.
"What's wrong, Cassidy?" he asked.
The girl refocused on the animatronics, who had stopped behaving strangely. They regain their show mode.
"Nothing. I just prefer it when Fredbear was here. Freddy is lame! At least the old one was all golden, and he was much funnier."
Freddy raised an eyebrow. Gabriel couldn't stand it when someone insulted his favorite animatronic.
"So, I'm boring, huh?"
"Yeah... You keep reminding us of the safety rules, you look like an old guy at first glance," Cassidy teased, sticking out her tongue.
Bonnie stifled his laughter.
"Well, she's not entirely wrong, Gabriel," Jeremy whispered.
The girl turned her back on them and left without saying goodbye.
"And don't forget what I told you! Strangers danger!"
Cassidy shrugged.
"I'm going to see Foxy; at least he's cool..."
Cassidy walked away, leaving other children to chat with this trio of party pooper. At first glance, Freddy Fazbear Pizza and Fredbear Family Diner weren't very different... The new one might have been more spacious, with plenty of arcade games and four animatronics instead of a duo. Despite all the changes that suggested otherwise, Cassidy preferred the old one; it was her childhood restaurant, after all.
"But some kid had to shove his head into MY Fredbear," she grumbled.
She waited behind the crowd facing Foxy; today, he was recounting how he had used Bonnie's guitar to scrub Davy Jones' toilets. Cheesy pirate stories, as always. The young girl could barely hear anything with the voices of the other children, which was truly annoying because, of course, after Fredbear and Springbonnie, the least worst of the Fazbear animatronics was Foxy. The heads of older kids obscured the pirate's cove so well that she could only make out Foxy's right ear.
"So, what secret do you want to know now?"
Cassidy saw her chance, without thinking, she raised her hand with a smile on her face.
"Foxy! Foxy! ME!" she exclaimed.
"Yes?" the animatronic asked.
Without even looking at him, she asked her question.
"Did you force-feed Freddy one of those old folks from the retirement home because he really looks like one now?!"
She waited patiently. Foxy didn't respond. Cassidy looked perplexedly at the pirate cove before realizing she had false hope. Foxy was leaning toward another boy. ANOTHER boy... He had abandoned her.
"Fredbear would never do that..." she grumbled.
...
Cassidy concluded that it was pointless to continue seeking Foxy's attention or trying to reason with Freddy. She sat alone at a table and waited for her parents to come and pick her up. The young girl raised her sad eyes to a poster of Freddy that read "Party !"
"If only I had a golden marker," she thought while looking at the brown bear's poster.
From the corner of her eye, she saw a golden figure hidden in the hallway.
"No... I must be... I must be dreaming..."
A bear with fur that sparkled like a thousand stars greeted her from afar with his purple hat. It could only be one person. The kindest, funniest, and coolest of all animatronics...
the author of the Bite of '87
"FREDBEAR!"
The bear signaled her to be quiet and to follow him. She got up, excited, but the very act of heading towards Fredbear echoed Freddy's voice in her head.
"Strangers danger."
Cassidy shook her head.
"Fredbear is not a stranger."