two weeks for this? Lol wow this is so short!

I know I know I've been very very VERY late and I'm REALLY sorry! I was having some issues with writing this story, and pretty much writing in general. Nothing I wrote really looked quite right, or very good, and I was always having to force myself to work on this. So I took a break from writing for a bit, but I'm back now! *Cue Maleficent yelling I'm back from Descendents*.

Also dang that's a lot of views

Now

Reviews time!

Jacq121: I love the character you came up with! She sounds, and looks, really cool! Also I tried what you said about the weird author's note and I think it worked, so thank you for that!

Now for the challenge...

the best song ever…

Run Wild, by Laney Jones!

Alright, now the story

Enjoy!

~Ghost

Chapter 10

Freddy And The Average Day At The Pizzeria, Part 2

Suddenly, the massive weight lifted off his chest and stomach. His first thought was, Am I dead? But he soon realized that that wasn't the case, for he could feel himself breathing underneath the suit. His vision was fuzzy and distorted, but he could make out a blurry blueish shape and a silver blobby one. It looked like they were fighting, for a reason Freddy couldn't quite place. He felt like he wanted to fight too, but he had no weapon...

Freddy laughed deliriously. Haaa, I'm gonna need a diamond sword with Bane of Arthropods fifty-eleven…

That was the last thing he remembered before passing out.

~lll~

The first thing he remembered when he woke up was hands feeling his body. Freddy didn't know why.

The second thing he remembered was muffled voices. One voice. No, two.

"Is he okay?" A voice, high-pitched and girly.

"I don't know. Let's flip him over, check his wiring." This voice was slightly deeper, male.

Hands shoved him over. They felt for wounds.

A sigh of relief.

"He's okay." The girl said.

"Thank God." The other voice breathed.

Freddy opened his eyes. He sat up. He needed to tell those voices, voices of his friends, that he was okay. So he opened his mouth to tell them, 'I'm alright!'

"Urglflermffle" Freddy mumbled.

He frowned. That wasn't 'I'm alright!'.

He really needed to work on his speaking skills.

Freddy tried again.

"What... happened?" He asked slowly. Wow, that didn't sound like utter gibberish! Freddy thought, impressed with himself. Chica shrugged.

"Honestly, I don't know. I wasn't here, ask Bonnie over here." She jabbed Bonnie with her elbow and Bonnie's attention jolted to them. Bonnie rubbed his elbow and mouthed an ow. Chica just rolled her eyes.

"C'mon, you big baby, just tell him what happened!" She chided, giving him a Look. Bonnie shot Chica a murderous look, but told Freddy anyway.

"Well, I'm sure you remember those scrapped animatronics jumping onto us." Bonnie started. Freddy nodded, shuddering at the memory, and Bonnie continued.

"So I saw the Remnant, and I pulled it out. Then the animatronic stopped working and deactivated, and the Remnant escaped and floated away. Then I saw you getting beaten up pretty badly, so I pulled the scrapped animatronic off-"

"And then he totally killed the scrap thingy and saved your life!" Chica squealed giddily. Bonnie blushed, or would have if he wasn't still a robot.

"Oh please, he was...fine." Bonnie muttered humbly, shuffling and trying to divert the subject from him. But Freddy couldn't help but notice that there were long clawlike slashes on his chest, revealing long red-and-blue wires and tarnished metal underneath. His matted turquoise fur was stained and torn in some places, showing signs of a rough battle.

"Thank you for saving my life," Freddy said.

Bonnie gave him a cocky grin. "No problem, it was fun. I should try saving your life more often!"

Freddy laughed. Him and Bonnie just sort of stared at each other, until there was a popping sound, like a balloon being shot with a dart or poked by a pin.

"Uh, Freddy, I uh, need some help in the first party room. Can you and Bonnie, uh, help me?" Chica asked, face flushed.

Freddy shrugged.

"Sure." He agreed. Chica nodded, still looking at him, and she started walking down the left hallway to the first party room. The two robot boys followed in her step.

As Freddy walked, he could spot out of the corner of his eye, Bonnie and Chica shooting each other secret glances. Chica mouthed something, but all Freddy could make out was 'party'. Which didn't really mean anything because they were going to a party room. Freddy's hard polished black shoes clicked on the tile floor, then came to a stop as Chica opened the creaky door. She stuck her head through the doorway and whispered something, which Freddy found odd, then pulled her head back out, her short blonde curls bouncing and then framing her face.

"Okay, let's go in!" Chica said breathlessly, making a weird high-pitched squeaking sound. She turned the doorknob and dashed inside, Bonnie followed her quickly into the party room, Freddy walked in and…

"SURPRISE!"

There was confetti and balloons and streamers,

Oh my!

Freddy gasped and covered his mouth with his hands like...like, well, Chica. Everyone shifted into ghost form, and Freddy followed suit. (haha, suit, get it? Because he's in a suit? Ha...never mind :p) He looked around the room in wonder, gazing from the multicolored rainbow balloons, to the long banner that spelt out, Happy Birthday, Freddy! And in the center of it all, was a white table with a sprinkle-patterned tablecloth...with a huge two-layer cake sitting atop a platter!

"Happy birthday darling," Mangle laughed. The table wobbled and she leaned down on it with her leather-gloved hands to steady it as Freddy traced his finger on the platter, mesmerized by the awesomeness of his cake. Freddy looked up from it, just then realizing that Foxy and Mangle were there.

"Did you two make this?" He asked in wonder. The cake had normal white icing, but it was traced with rich dark brown chocolate sauce and had the words, Hepy Birtdayy Freddy written in messy chocolate sauce handwriting.

Freddy knew he should be grateful that at least they got his name right.

At the top of it all, however, was a chocolate cupcake with a Freddy Fazbear cupcake wrapper that Freddy knew had been snatched from the kitchen. The cupcake itself wasn't too special, Freddy had seen Foxy and Mangle make cupcakes before. But sitting on top of it all, was a glamorous dapper black shining top hat iced expertly in black icing.

Foxy nodded his head.

"Yep matey I did. And Mangle. But can you please move faster than a sea slug and cut the cake so we can eat it?" Foxy asked pleadingly, his yellow eye glimmering like a sad puppy-dog's eyes. Freddy laughed. He grabbed their handy knife that was lying there on the table beside the platter of cake, and expertly cut the cake smoothly. Everyone peeked over his shoulder silently, watching the cake as he cut a huge slice. Freddy slid the knife under the cut cake and slid the slice out and onto a paper plate. He held it out to his drooling friends.

"Who wants this piece?" He asked them. Chica opened her blue eyes wide.

"You can't offer this away, it's your birthday! You take it!" Chica protested. Foxy shouldered his way in front of Chica and leaned over to the cake.

"Actually if nobody wants this I'll eat it y'know, I'll just take it- OW!" He screeched as Mangle yanked Foxy back to the back of the room. Freddy laughed.

"Thanks, but I'll take this piece."

He grabbed a plastic fork as everyone else cut themselves a slice of the delicious cake. Freddy cut off the top with his fork and stabbed it with the tips. He forked into his mouth and the taste was sensational. The vanilla frosting and the chocolate sauce added an amazing accent to the cake, which was strawberry-flavoured and popped in his mouth.

Freddy swallowed and looked down only to spot a glob of icing on his finger. He looked beside him to find Bonnie casually eating his cake in peace. Freddy walked over to him, hiding his finger behind his back. Bonnie noticed him and smiled.

"Hey birthday boy! Enjoying your party?" Bonnie asked him teasingly. Freddy laughed and nodded.

"Yep, and the cake is amazing- oh, looks like you've got something on your nose. Here let me get it…"

Freddy reached his finger out and quickly rubbed off the icing onto Bonnie's nose. Bonnie's eyes widened and he pointed his finger accusingly at Freddy.

"HEY I SAW THAT YOU HAD ICING ON YOUR FINGER!" Bonnie yelled. He dipped his finger in some icing on his slice of cake and ran towards Freddy. Freddy screeched and tried to dodge him, but Bonnie was too fast for him and plopped the icing onto his head. Freddy pulled the icing off and shot Bonnie a mock-glare.

"Oh, it's on, bunny boy."

The five friends food fought for the rest of the party.

sup again

Happy birthday Freddy fuzzbear! He's...uhh...sixteen now. Yeah. Also his birthday will remain unspecified.

New random challenge: what's your favourite colour?

Bye for now!

~Ghost