"Fuck my life," Freddy Fazbear groaned.
It never ended. Those overwound little shits would run all over creation, rub their sticky-ass hands on whatever they could lay their hands on and cause general mayhem within the pizzeria. Their lethargic, deadbeat parents do what any logical person would do and take a nap amidst the chaos. A fucking NAP. Who the fuck could ever sleep through this shit? The best part of his day was after closing, when he could kick the hell back, pop a soda, and let all his troubles fly away…
"FREDDY!"
"God damn it!" Freddy yelled, crushing the sealed can in his hand. "What is it, Chica?!"
"There's something wrong with Bonnie!" Chica yelped. Freddy stomped down from his perch on the stage and went down the hallway.
Bonnie was spastically twitching on the floor, eyelids fluttering shut and arms waving in an unnatural motion. Freddy exchanged a look with the worried Chica, then kicked Bonnie hard in the stomach.
"Ow! What the fuck?!" Bonnie yelled, sitting up and clutching his torso in pain.
"Both of you are retarded," Freddy stated. He looked at the leaking can in his hand. "I'm going to sleep. If either of you bothers me I'm punting your ass into orbit."
"You were faking?!" Chica said, slapping Bonnie hard on the arm. "Don't scare me like that, you fucking dick!"
"Ow," Bonnie said again, rubbing his sore appendage. Why can't anyone here take a joke?
"Never mind," Chica sighed. "It's been a long day for everyone. I'ma go see what Foxy's doing. Don't do anything stupid."
"Can do, Your Highness," Bonnie saluted mockingly. He was bored as fuck. It was the same vicious cycle of wake up, get checked, sing, get jerked around by those scroungy little fucks, go to sleep, repeat. He was well and fucking sick of it, especially with the long hours of nothing during the downtime. With nothing better to do, he eyed the yet-untouched "Parts and Service" door and pushed it open, not expecting to find much.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Fucking shit!" Freddy roared, waking suddenly with a jolt. Once again he stomped down the hall to find the others already there, staring fearfully at a…second…group…of animatronics. They were old and worn down with a felt-like appearance, much larger and bulkier than his group with piercing glares to boot.
"Who the fuck are you guys?" Bonnie demanded, visibly stepping back from the newcomers. Chica looked shocked, and the newly-arrived Foxy (or Mangle as she was usually called) eyed them warily.
"I'm Freddy Fazbear." the bear replied. "These are my friends, and this is my pizzeria. Get the fuck out before I make you." He appeared to be the leader of the group, and was by far the biggest animatronic there; in addition to his girth, he was in the best physical shape of his companions. Just looking at him made the newer Freddy uneasy.
"News flash, motherfucker," new Freddy said, stepping in front of his friends. "I'm Freddy Fazbear, and this is my pizzeria. I don't know who you are or what hole you crawled out of, but you'd best crawl your asses back in there before I fuck you up. Comprende?"
"Now listen here, you-" old Freddy started, getting up in his face.
Toy Chica jumped between the two, desperately trying to prevent a scuffle. "Wait, wait! There's no need for this! Why are we fighting?"
"You faggots stole our stage," the much larger Freddy said, roughly shoving her away. "You took us and reduced us to scrap. You took our beloved pizzeria and turned it into a fucking circus. I'm going to retake what's mine, and you puny, childish little fucks aren't going to stand in my way."
"No the fuck you aren't!" Toy Freddy shouted.
"Freddy, shut the fuck up!" Toy Chica said, turning back to the older version. "Can't we talk about this? We didn't mean to take your stage."
"You're damn right we did!" Toy Bonnie piped up. "We loved it, too! I personally oversaw your ugly asses getting put through the wringer just like you fuckin' deserved!"
Chica looked ready to slap him, but was momentarily distracted by older Freddy. Despite being an animatronic, he was literally seething with rage and she swore she could see him smoking. Without warning, he reared back his massive fist and threw a straight punch directly into Toy Freddy's nose.
"Freddy!" Toy Chica yelped.
Toy Freddy looked momentarily dazed, barely rolling out of the way in time to avoid a second blow to the gut. The older animatronics followed their leader, while the toys exchanged shocked glances and rapidly backed away. Old Freddy threw a series of punches, barely blocked by his dazed counterpart, culminating in a final, double-fisted blow that knocked Toy Freddy into some tables.
Toy Chica barely had time to process this, her older variant swinging at her with handless arms that appeared to be fixed in place. She was a ghastly creature, sporting a garish "Let's Eat!" bib to contrast Toy Chica's colorful "Let's Party" one, her massive maw cleanly separated in two and giving her a permanent gaping expression. Toy Chica ducked and dodged away, wondering all the while how she would escape this situation.
Toy Bonnie stepped in front of his older counterpart, a faceless rabbit with his left arm torn off at the shoulder.
"Ha! How're you gonna fight with one arm, you stupid prick!" the newer Bonnie laughed triumphantly.
Old Bonnie responded by grabbing Toy Bonnie by his neck and lifting him a foot off the ground, staring him down with piercing red orbs.
"Heh…not…bad…" Toy Bonnie chuckled, vainly attempting to escape the powerful grip.
Mangle clambered across the ceiling, desperately trying to evade her older counterpart. He was the most foreign-looking of the crew, sporting a bright red color scheme and a clear pirate motif, in addition to being in decent condition compared to the rest of his party. He was extremely aggressive and was currently clawing at her with a dangerous-looking hook.
Toy Freddy barely blocked the newest assault from his doppelganger, gritting his teeth as he tried vainly to hold him off. He didn't bother questioning why these ancient-ass robots had all the strength and fortitude of a Vietnamese hooker. Instead, he questioned how the fuck none of them had been disabled already. Old Freddy delivered a hefty punch into his shoulder, knocking him into a table. He followed up with a kick that bowled Toy Freddy onto his side, then raised his fists to smash the newer bear into oblivion.
A three-fingered, skinny black hand rested on Old Freddy's shoulder. Stop, a voice inserted into the bear's mind. Instantly, Freddy retracted his fists. "Puppet?"
Go back to your room, the voice said. We'll talk later. Freddy motioned to his friends to follow him and they returned to Parts and Service in single file.
"Ow," grunted Toy Freddy, aching as fuck. Toy Chica immediately rushed over to check if he was okay, and after half-assedly assuring her that he was, he went to the kitchen to grab a Fizzy Faz (Freddy brand).
"Who the fuck were they?" Bonnie asked, rubbing his sore neck. "Those fuckin' bastards just came out of nowhere. What gives?"
"I don't know, but they scared the hell out of me," Chica said, massaging Mangle's…back? "What did they mean about stealing their stage? Are they older versions of us?"
"I'm more concerned about that goddamn puppet," Freddy boomed. "If that fuckin' demon spawn shows its face again I'm snapping it like a twig."
"That demon spawn saved our asses," Chica said heatedly. "I don't know why you guys like picking fights with everything you don't understand. For all we know, he could be friendly."
"...he?" Bonnie replied.
"That's rich coming from you, Buttplug," Freddy commented.
"Stop!" Chica half shouted. "This isn't solving anything. We aren't in any actual danger because we're the current models. It doesn't matter what they were. Let's just go about our normal day and wait to see what happens. We can't do anything else."
"I agree with Chica…," Mangle interjected softly.
"Shut the fuck up, Tangle," Freddy said. He pointed at Chica. "If you're wrong and we get our endos snatched by that hellspawn puppet, I'm haunting your soul in the afterlife."
"Fine," Chica agreed. "Relax, gang, I bet we'll have forgotten all this in a week. We probably won't be seeing those guys again."