Servos and Paradise Nightclub and Restaurant

2F Apartment Area

9:35 PM

Mangle and Glamrock Chica made their way up the stairs to the hallway where the apartment is.

"Mangle…maybe put the gun away for now. Let's try to take the soft approach." Chica said.

Mangle decided to put it away for now.

"And maybe step out of view for a little, but stay nearby." Chica said.

"Fine.." Mangle stepped back from the doorway.

"Here we go." Chica knocked on the door.

"Chad?" Faux Chica said.

"Who the hell is Chad?" Mangle whispered.

Faux Chica opened the door to see her official counterpart at the door. Faux Chica only had the door open enough to stand in the way and block the view of inside the apartment.

"How…how the hell did you find me? What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I could ask you same, but we already know the answer. You and your friends are in the city to keep an eye on us so as we make progress on getting closer to Afton, you can stop us. But I know your not like the others. You don't want to hurt people, deep down. You helped me during the incident at JR's back in October, when you didn't have to, and that help saved my family's life. But Afton has them now, we're trying to get them back, please consider helping us Faux Chica? I know you know where he's keeping them." Chica said.

"Actually…I do want to help you…but it's…a little more complicated now….The others are not my friends anymore. I'm actually hiding from them and Afton." Faux Chica said.

"What!?" Chica said.

"Well that's something I didn't expect…" Mangle whispered.

"Who was that?" Faux Chica asked.

Mangle stepped into view. The fox woman looking stoic.

"Who…are you?...Wait…are you Glamrock Mangle? I have heard about you before, in a file somewhere. Wait a minute, if this is a trap…" Faux Chica said getting into a fighting stance.

"Woah, woah, she is not an enemy. She's not going to hurt you, she's just coming with me as backup in case something happens." Chica explained.

"Relax…you can put those fists down. Besides….I could easily take you. Even if your supposed to be stronger than our Chica." Mangle said.

"Is that a challenge?" Faux Chica said.

"Nobody here is fighting tonight….sigh…..We just want our family back. Roxanne Wolf is like a daughter to Mangle, and Freddy and Monty mean everything to me. Please…" Chica said getting in between them.

"What are you hiding from us in there?" Mangle said switching her vision to X-ray mode in her HUD.

"What…?" Faux Chica said.

"There's humans in there with you, a child and two adults. Who are they?" Mangle asked.

"How did you know?" Faux Chica asked.

"I have the same model eyes as my daughter Roxy….I can see just like her….Now who are the humans?" Mangle asked.

"If you must know…." Faux Chica pushed the door farther open. Michael Afton, Evan Afton and Clara Afton could be seen by Chica and Mangle.

Michael Afton immediately went on the defensive pulling out a Glock 19 he stole from one of his father's guards in the facility.

Mangle also drew her Glock 17 on him in return. Her finger ready at the trigger.

Clara could be heard telling Evan to go in the room in the back.

"Michael….their friends….please put the gun down….." Faux Chica pleaded.

"Not until the fox drops hers." Michael demanded.

"Oh god. Oh god. Oh god." Chica said panicking.

"Yeah…Not a chance in that happening. Who the hell is he Faux Chica?" Mangle responded.

"He's Michael Afton…." Faux Chica said.

"If this is your idea of a joke….I'm not laughing….when someone is pointing a damn gun at me as their first introduction to me. So, who, is, he?" Mangle was not having it today. She was already upset her family was taken by William and Vanny, she was already irritated with the tiger downstairs and now some complete stranger is pointing a gun at her as soon as she is in his view.

"I'm telling you the truth….He is Michael Afton….William's son. Brought back to life by William himself. And that's William's wife Clara Afton and his youngest son Evan is also here. I know it's hard to believe, but it really is them….They were brought back just like Elizabeth was…and he is not your enemy. Vanessa Afton is his daughter…" Faux Chica pleaded.

Those words made Mangle realize who she was pointing her weapon at.

Vanessa's father….what I am doing!?

"Okay….I'm putting my gun away….Okay?" Mangle said putting the weapon safety on and carefully putting it back in her purse.

"Okay I put mine away…now yours." Mangle said keeping her hands in the air.

"Michael please put it away." Faux Chica pleaded.

"If your really friends of my daughter. Then you should be able to answer my questions. Once you answer them, I'll put the gun away. Understood?" Michael asked.

"Michael please don't do this." Clara asked.

"Mom, we can't trust anyone right now. I'm doing my job of protecting our family. Now answer the questions, both of you." Michael said gesturing to Mangle and Chica.

"Okay…well we know your daughter well, she's family to us. Ask the questions." Mangle said.

"What is one food Vanessa loves because I always made it for her as a child for years?" Michael asked.

"Battered popcorn shrimp. She always told us she used to love it when your made it for her. She always ate the frozen popcorn shrimp you would buy her growing up, she loved it at the time. But once….you were gone. She couldn't look at any shrimp again without feeling sick to her stomach." Mangle answered.

Michael paused for a moment at that answer, thinking of the times when his daughter was younger.

"Yeah….that's right." Michael was trying to not let his emotions get the best of him. Clara could now finally see what she missed for those years she was dead while Michael had to raise Vanessa on his own.

"Okay….question 2….What was the name of Vanessa's birth mother?" Michael asked.

"Andrea King. She was blonde just like her. Vanessa would talk about how you met her at a hospital after an incident with your father. She was a nurse. And she loved you very much Michael." Mangle said with her voice softening.

A tear went down Michael's face.

"Okay…I can trust you." Michael said dropping the weapon. Clara told Evan he could come back out. And the Afton's got together on the couch.

"So, now what?" Faux Chica asked.

"We work together to take Afton and Vanny down, for good. And get our family back. And…Michael, I'm sure Vanessa will be very happy to see you alive again, even if it didn't happen under the best circumstances. She's downstairs." Chica said.

"…Really?" Michael said with excitement.

"Yes. But need all hands on deck to stop your father." Chica said.

"Will you all help us?" Mangle pleaded.

"Sure. Except there's a couple things you should know. My real name is not Faux Chica…It's Maria…Maria Fitzgerald….I used to be human and my brain was put in this body, it's a very long story but anyway…the problem is, my friends who are copies of your family members, are also in the same situation, except they could not break the control Afton's nanomachines have over their brains, like I could. Please help me get my own friends back…I promise I'll explain everything about how we ended up like this." Maria pleaded.

"I think I already have an idea how this happened. Back in October I saw a file in Vanny's lab for a project called "Liberation". It involved implanting human brains into Glamrock Endo's infused with Remnant. The donors…were a group of college students that died in a car accident…." Mangle said.

"That sounds like something father would have a hand in…." Michael said gritting his teeth in anger.

Mangle looked at Maria and could see her looking down as if she didn't want to face it.

"Your one of those donors, aren't you?" Mangle said softly.

"I can't go back to my family looking like this. I know they paid this firm after my death to bring me back with their new medical technology….my friends parents did for them as well. We…all have wealthy families. But ever since Silver Parasol disappeared, I'm sure my family stopped looking and probably assumed they were not getting me back…" Maria said.

"Well you never know…if they really loved you, they would still take you back in as long as they knew their daughter was in there somewhere." Chica said.

"Really?" Maria asked.

"Really." Chica answered.

"Okay. Well, I'll help you all. I know where Afton's lab is. That is where your friends are being kept. I helped them escape there." Maria said pointing to the Afton's.

"Oh I haven't properly introduced them. Chica, Mangle, this is Clara Afton. Williams, former, wife." Maria said this as Clara came up to introduce herself. She was polite and kind.

"So…you are not like the animatronics I have seen in my years around Will." Clara said.

"No, we're nothing like THOSE animatronics." Chica said.

"You all seem quite lovely. Oh and this is Evan." Clara said calling the child over.

The 8 year old child hid behind a recliner.

"It's okay honey…they will not hurt you…they are nothing like…Fredbear." Clara said.

"It's okay sweety…I don't bite." Mangle said to the child softly getting on her knees.

"She won't hurt you buddy….This is not like what happened the last time…" Michael said darting his eyes away, those painful memories coming back.

"Hi…I'm…I'm…Evan.." Evan said as he carefully approached Mangle.

"Hi Evan…My name is Mangle, Mangle The First Mate. You might remember another Mangle from a long time ago….I'm nothing like that model." Mangle said.

"Your…the first one I've heard of that can talk to me…." Evan said.

"I can do a whole lot more than that sweety." Mangle said smiling and winking at the child.

Evan chuckled.

He got closer to her. He noticed she wasn't at an imposing size and height like previous animatronics were to him. She looked like she was the same height and size as his mother.

"Want to give me a hug? I always give the first one out for free. Then I have to start charging you after that." Mangle said grinning.

Evan chuckled.

"Sure." Evan said hugging Mangle. He noticed how soft and warm her embrace was.

"Okay so the next ones I might have to charge you for." Mangle said jokingly.

"What happens if I don't pay?" Evan said.

"Then I guess you'll be working with me on the ship." Mangle said grinning. She got Evan to smile.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" Clara asked.

"Yeah…it was nice. I like Mangle, she's nice." Evan said.

"Well honey, you might be seeing more of me soon." Mangle said.

"Also question for you Maria. Who's Chad?" Mangle asked.

"Chad is an old friend from college, and perhaps the only person who believes it's still me in this Glamrock Chica body. He's the guy you probably had to get past to get up here, he owns the bar." Maria explained.

"Hey guys I'd hate to interrupt but we should really get out of here…The people are getting rowdier and oh god…the one of the female wolves at the table with the battery pack is now laying back on the table with her shirt off and letting guests drink shots off her body…This is wild. Y'all almost done up there?" Bonnie asked on the comms.

"Will be down in a minute. Things are looking good up here with Faux Chica and well, the Aftons." Chica responded.

"WHAT!?" Everyone responded on the radio.

"It's a long story, but Vanessa, if your listening I'm sure you'll be happy." Chica said.

"I will take your word for it. Heather is distracting the guy now, I'm taking a minute to look out the window across the street to make sure Gregory is still okay." Vanessa said.

"I see….well maybe we should have you all pack your bags, and stay with us at the Pizzaplex. You'll be safer there than here. And the OAOS works with us, they can keep you safe from William's mercenaries until we put an end to him." Mangle said.

Meanwhile…

Gregory was still at the Fazbear Pizzeria across the street, they were open late for arcade games and snacks but after his meal the kitchen closed to serving Pizza. There were still other kids in there like him, but some of them had their parents with them. Vanessa was keeping in touch with him via text message.

Gregory was occasionally checking out the windows then going back to his game. Except now when he checked out the window, he saw a bear that looked like Glamrock Freddy but with short hair on his head.

"Faux Freddy is outside the club. I need to act now! Find a back way out of the club ASAP. I'm on my way." Gregory said on the radios.

"Gregory…we are nearby down the street, we are headed into the building. Do not attempt to engage with Faux Freddy, please. We will handle this. We don't need a child getting hurt." Dawkin warned.

"Screw that, I'm going in. It's hero time." Gregory said taking his backpack into the bathroom with