It was a quiet night. Toy Bonnie was strumming his guitar, Toy Freddy was sleeping, and Mangle was chatting with Toy Chica. The girls' conversation was initially phatic but soon drifted to the incident from a few nights before, both being more than a little curious about the older animatronics and especially the puppet-like creature that seemed to have them under its control.
"Did you see that the fox was a pirate?" Mangle said. "If it's true that they came before us, d'you think I was meant to be a pirate too?"
"Yeah, I noticed that too." Chica said thoughtfully. "You might be right, they looked an awful lot like us even though they're older. The Freddys sure seemed like family," she smirked. Mangle stifled a laugh.
"Ugh, that puppet is giving me nightmares, though. That thing is freaking creepy and I don't know why the staff thought it was okay for kids."
"I've seen pictures of it on the walls, it looks like it might've given prizes to kids? I never saw it before, it's probably retired like the others." Chica said. "Honestly, I almost want to see it again."
"Are you serious?!" Mangle said with as much volume as she could muster, which wasn't much. "Really, girl, sometimes I don't get you. That thing is bad news. It was literally floating, for Scott's sake!"
"I know, but…" Chica trailed off. "I don't know, it had a sort of calmness to it. When I looked at it, it felt like…it felt like everything would be okay."
"Whatever you say," Mangle said, cutting herself off when she saw Bonnie approach. Chica noticed her apprehension and scooted over to greet Bonnie.
"'Sup, sluts," Bonnie said, earning a glare from both girls. "I was gonna go see what those fuckin' jack-offs in Parts and Service are up to. Wanna come with?"
"Wha-no!" Chica replied quickly. "Are you nuts?! I thought we agreed to avoid them!"
"Yeah, well, there's nothing to do around here and I'm bored as fuck. You coming or not?"
"They're going to kick your ass, Bonnie," Chica said. "They hate us and they definitely hate you."
"That faceless, purple cunt thought he could get the jump on me and get away with it. I'm not letting him treat me like a pussy."
"You are a fucking pussy! You lose every fight you start!" Chica exploded, immediately covering her beak with her hands.
Bonnie's expression changed from one of shock and embarrassment to rage. "Got something to share with the class, Chica?"
"I-I'm sorry, Bonnie, I didn't mean to snap, I just-"
"Fuck you," Bonnie said angrily, stomping off to Parts and Service.
I'd listen to your friend if I were you, the voice came.
"Mother of Scott!" Bonnie fell on his ass and attempted to scoot away.
"Who are you?" Chica asked, backing away fearfully.
You can call me Puppet, the voice said, revealing itself in the form of the marionette-like creature they'd seen before. I mean no harm, but you must stay away from the other animatronics.
"We will," said Chica, glowering at Bonnie. He glared back at her before getting to his feet and walking away.
Good, said the Puppet. I'll tell you more in time, but I need you all to be patient. You can trust that I don't intend any harm to you and your ba-
The Puppet was interrupted as Freddy leaped out of the shadows and wrapped his meaty hands around its torso and neck, effortlessly snapping its twiglike body in two.
"NO!" Chica screamed, running over to kneel next to the Puppet.
I'm fuckin' DEAD, nigga! As the life seeped out of the Puppet's frail body, the purple tear stains Chica had previously noticed on his face slowly disappeared. Chica held him in her arms and sobbed while an indifferent Freddy and shocked Mangle looked on.
"Why the FUCK did you do that?" Chica screamed at Freddy. "He didn't do anything to hurt us! He was trying to help! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"He was fucking creepy and gave me the vibes of a slasher villain," Freddy said, unmoved. "He probably would have sabotaged us in the end anyway."
Chica ran full force at him, punching him in the face and chest. "FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU!" Freddy held her at arm's length while she wore herself down. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck...you…" Chica collapsed on the ground and started crying again while Freddy stared into the distance with a bored expression. Mangle still looked shocked at this development, but kept her distance.
Bonnie ran back into the room. "What the hell happened here?"
"I killed that stupid puppet thing and Chica's throwing a shitfit," Freddy replied.
"Oh," Bonnie said. "Wanna go raid the pantry? A new shipment of Chica Lemon Bars came in today."
"Sure," Freddy said. Both left.
"Damn that bear…damn him," Chica sobbed quietly, still holding the Puppet in her arms. After a moment's hesitation, Mangle sidled up alongside her. "Chica…"
"I can't take it, Foxy," Chica said, wiping her face. "I can't take it anymore. Those two are so…goddamn selfish and don't give a shit about me or anyone else but themselves. I felt that feeling again when he appeared, thought maybe he could talk sense into our stupid friends but no. That freakin' bear had to ruin it." She stood, taking a final glance at the Puppet's shattered frame. "Well, screw it. I have to tell them."
"Tell who?" Mangle inquired cautiously.
"The older models," Chica replied, determinedly walking down the hallway.
"What?! Stop!" Mangle cried, clambering in front of her. "What happened to them kicking our asses if we bother them?!"
"They were his friend, Foxy," said Chica. "They need to know." She looked apologetically at Mangle and rapped on the Parts and Service door.
"What," a deep voice growled.
"Um…hello…uh…your friend…um…Puppet…" Chica said shakily. "Um…h-he got into a little…accident…"
"What?!" the voice roared. The massive older Freddy smashed the door open, knocking Toy Chica on her ass.
"He's right over there," Chica said softly, moving to get out of his way.
Old Freddy stomped over to the Puppet's resting spot and released an impossibly loud roar. He sprinted over to Chica and grabbed her by the neck. "DID YOU DO THIS?!"
"I tried…to stop him…" Chica squeaked, feebly attempting to pull his hand from her. He threw her roughly onto the ground and went back to his room.
"I'll rain hell upon you faggots," Freddy rumbled as he closed the door. "This isn't over, and this won't be the last you see of me. You stole my pizzeria, you killed my friend, and now you're going to pay. The day…of reckoning…is here."