All cards are off the table for this particular chapter...as the chapter title suggests.
Old wounds do not heal easily.
(Sorry for any grammar errors that I may have missed.)
With that said enjoy...
Chapter 5.
Rock the Boat.
"It's all about finding the calm in the chaos."
Donnak Karan
Shit literally hit the fan as the missile slammed into one of the twin propellers, causing the airship to rock violently.
It almost tipped into its side as the impact of the blast rocked through the ship's inner structure, metal groaned in agony as it was bent in unnatural ways.
The result was a lot of the ship electrocutes and systems being destroyed or badly damaged.
Freddy, Goldie and Bonnie were thrown off their feet, landing on the other side of the top deck.
Mangle was thrown back down the hatch by the force of impact, smacking into the ladder as she fell, landing with her back on the floor.
Everyone else was abruptly shaken out of their sleep, but saved from any further injury by their seat belts.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Toy Freddy screamed, undoing his seat belt, only to find that he couldn't balance himself properly due to the ship leaning heavily on one side.
He picked himself up and steadily made his way to the cockpit, where he found Mike, panicking over a smoking console on which the dials were cracked and the warning lights were repeatedly flashing red.
"JESUS, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Toy Freddy asked, shocked to see Mike hose everything down with one of the onboard fire extinguishers.
"I DON'T KNOW, FIND MANGLE QUICKLY, WE'RE LOSING POWER SOMEHOW!" Mike ordered, pressing buttons to see what still worked, as the airship started to fall out of the sky.
Toy Freddy turned and ran back the way he came, to his relief, he found Mangle lying on her back, she was breathing faintly.
"MANGLE!" he shouted as he ran over to her, pulling her upright.
"My endoskeleton belt...fetch for me please," she asked, gasping for breath as she leaned against the metal ladder which led up to the top deck.
Toy Freddy ran to Mangle's seat, grabbed her endoskeleton belt and swiftly returned.
"Here, Mike's in the cockpit, but he's just as clueless as we are," he stated, giving Mangle her belt.
"Thanks...quickly go and help Freddy, Bonnie and Goldie, they were up on the top deck, when the Purple Guy's missile struck," said Mangle, pointing towards the hatch above them.
"PURPLE GUY, MISSILE!" Toy Freddy shouted in shock.
"JUST GET UP THAT LADDER DAM IT!" Mangle shouted back, pushing Toy Freddy up.
Then the other Toys ran up, clearly in shock.
"WHAT'S GOING, I HEARD AN EXPLOSION, WHAT'S HAPPENING!" Toy Chica screeched, shaking Mangle harshly by the shoulders.
"THE PURPLE GUY IS HERE WITH HIS OWN AIRSHIP!" Mangle shouted back, as Toy Bonnie sharply pulled Toy Chica off her.
"ONE OF YOU GO AND SEE MIKE, I MIGHT BE ABLE TO FIX THIS, BUT I'LL NEED HELP, THERE'S NO KNOWNG WHAT THE PURPLE GUY HAS IN STORE FOR US NOW!" Mangle ordered, reattaching her belt around her waist.
Toy Chica ran off down the aisle towards the cockpit.
Toy Freddy popped his head through the hatch to see Freddy, Bonnie and Goldie picking themselves up, amidst the raging flames and twisted pieces of metal that now covered the top deck.
"YOU GUYS OK?" He called.
"YEAH, I THINK WE'RE FINE, THANKS," Goldie shouted back, pulling Bonnie up.
"HA, HA, HA, NOT FOR LONG, NOW BOYS!" Vincent shouted, he clicked his fingers.
Inside the airship's cockpit, an endoskeleton pressed several buttons which made the guns to fire their harpoons each one trailing a rope behind them.
The harpoons penetrated deep the airship's side, smashing into the passenger and storage compartments, with one of them nearly hitting the Puppet, who was still in her seat amidst the confusion.
She screamed, jumping straight out of her seat and ran towards Toy Bonnie, who she leapt at, hugging her tightly.
"Safe, safe, safe, safe," she repeated rapidly, as Toy Bonnie try to calm her down by stroking her black hair and whispering nice things in her ear.
Then Toy Chica returned, she stopped to catch her breath, Balloon Boy also joined the group at that point.
"He's says that we've lost one of the propellers, maybe the rubber and possibly the stabilisers, as well as many other things, which I can't explain for the life of me," she said.
Then she handed a walkie talkie to Mangle.
"He also told me to give you this."
"Thanks," Mangle replied, taking it off her.
Then she turned to face the others.
"Right, Toy Bonnie, you go into storage compartment and get me the tool box, it's red in colour, Toy Chica you stay here, try to keep the Puppet and BB calm and Toy Freddy."
Toy Freddy, upon hearing his name looked down at Mangle.
"Get up there and secure the top deck for me, mainly the propeller that's broken, I need cover as I'm gonna fix it," Mangle ordered.
"Who made you the boss-"
"I SAID DO IT!" Mangle shouted in sudden response, her eyes narrowing in anger.
"Alright, alright, sorry I even asked," Toy Freddy groaned, climbing through the hatch, he was rather shocked with the level of Mangle's response.
"Must be her time of the month again...if she even has one," he muttered to himself, climbing onto the top deck.
With the harpoons in place, Vincent's airship's pulled itself closer to Mike's.
With its four propellers and its harpoons which were latched into the airship's side, Vincent's airship was the only thing that was keeping it's counterpart in the air.
Otherwise it would be plumenting to the ground like a fallen angel.
Freddy could clearly see that the Purple Guy had the intention of boarding with his horde of endoskeletons.
"TOY FREDDY, WE NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP THESE GUYS AWAY FROM THE PROPELLER AND THE HATCH!" he shouted in the direction of his counterpart.
"RIGHT," Toy Freddy shouted back.
He leaned down the hatchway.
"MANGLE, WE NEED WEAPONS OF SORTS!" He shouted.
"TOY BONNIE, WE NEED GUNS, MIKE KEPT SOME ONBOARD IN THE STORAGE COMPARTMENT," Mangle cried, pointing in the direction of the storage compartment.
"I'M GOING, I'M GOING!" Toy Bonnie yelled, already running off in the required direction.
"Wait," said Balloon Boy pulling on her clothes, making Mangle turn round and face him.
"What about Chica and Foxy?" He asked.
Mangle's eyes widen.
"Oh shit," she mentally screamed.
In the unfolding chaos, they had all forgotten about Chica and Foxy.
Chica, was having the most exciting dream, dreaming that she and Foxy were getting married, it was so beautiful.
Unfortunately, she was rudely awaken as the airship rocked violently, causing the room to shake as the airship turned onto it's side, before naturally rebalancing itself.
However, the impact of Vincent's missile had caused the storage compartment to spill its contents, light and heavy onto Chica and Foxy, who was still unconscious.
Chica, acting on pure instincts rolled away, pulling Foxy with her and avoiding most of the chaos.
She pushed him off her and sat up straight.
"Come on Foxy, wake up please, I need you, we need you, right now in fact," she begged, shaking him by the shoulders.
But nothing happened, his eyes didn't even opened.
She stood up and try to pull Foxy out of the room.
"Come...on...Foxy...just cooperate with me please...just this once," she moaned, dragging his body across the chaos covered floor towards the exit which was covered by a curtain.
The airship creaked as smoke started to fill the compartment.
Then a harpoon bursted through the compartment's side, causing Chica to scream in fear, as icy cool air rushed into the room.
"Jesus it's bloody cold out there!" she thought, continuing to pull Foxy across the floor.
Then Toy Bonnie bursted in, her eyes scanning the cluttered filled room for the tool box as well as any weapons.
"Chica, are you ok, what about Foxy?" She asked, looking at her, checking her for any sign of damage.
"I'm fine Toy Bonnie as is Foxy, I was just shocked that's all," Chica replied.
"I think we all are dear, I have you seen the tool box and any weapons?" Toy Bonnie asked, looking around, being carefully to avoid the unknown number of suitcases which littered the floor.
"The tool box is that one in red with the black handle and I think the weapons your looking for are over there in those three suitcases...I was curious so I took a look," Chica replied.
"Thanks," Toy Bonnie answered, she walked over and dragged all four suitcases, then proceeded to exit the storage compartment.
"I'll come back to help you with Foxy ok," Toy Bonnie stated, to which Chica nodded in response.
Toy Bonnie carried the suitcases and the tool box over to Mangle, dropping them in front of her.
"Here, I need to go and help Chica with Foxy," said Toy Bonne, rushing back towards the storage compartment.
"Alright, BB, Puppet and Toy Chica take hold of these and pass them up to Toy Freddy," Mangle ordered as she opened up three of the four boxes.
"Wow...cool," said Balloon Boy, his eyes widen at the rifle he held.
"Just do what she says," the Puppet stated, rolling her eyes as she passed her gun up towards Toy Freddy.
He took it and proceeded to throw it at Bonnie.
"Hey Bon Bon, shotgun coming your way," he yelled.
Bonnie only just caught it.
"Bon Bon..why does nearly everyone call me Bon Bon," she muttered in thought.
"Next up, Goldie here's a rifle," Toy Freddy shouted, tossing it in his direction.
He caught it.
"Finally, time to extract a little vengeance for what that bastard did to Foxy and especially to Springtrap," he whispered, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Vincent.
"I'll make you pay for what you did to us."
"Alright Freddy here's yours," Toy Freddy cried, throwing him a sword and a pistol.
Freddy caught it...but looked deeply disappointed.
"A sword...Goldie and Bonnie get guns, but I get a crappy sword and a flaming pistol," he complained.
"FREDDY, EYES FRONT NOW!" Bonnie bellowed angrily.
Freddy turned to see Vincent smiling at him, with his bazooka in hand.
"We meet again Freddy, Goldie and Bonnie, oh this'll be brilliant," Vincent thought, his eyes gleaming.
His airship pulled itself closer to Mike's, his endoskeleton horde was at the ready.
Meanwhile Mike was struggling to keep everything together in the cockpit.
"COME ON WORK DAM YOU!" He shouted, pressing numerous buttons on the flight console.
Somethings appeared to be working, but majority wise his commands were receiving no response.
"MANGLE, I NEED THAT SECOND PROPELLER WORKING OR WE'RE DEAD!" He yelled, as he tried to find a way of turning the warning light off.
"I'M WORKING ON IT MIKE!" Mangle replied.
"RIGHT, I'M GOING UP, TOY FREDDY, YOUR WITH ME, YOU THREE STAY DOWN HERE WITH TOY BONNIE AND CHICA, KEEP MIKE AND FOXY SAFE!" she ordered, as she climbed the ladder, pulling the tool box up with her.
"Be careful Mangle," Balloon Boy said, sounding concerned as he watched her climb.
Toy Bonnie along with Chica dragged Foxy along the floor towards the cockpit, to keep him away from the inevitable conflict that was about to occur.
Mangle climbed onto the top deck, helped by Toy Freddy, who also had a shotgun like Bonnie.
"Quick, or we won't survive for long," Mangle stated, running along the deck towards the propeller which was ablaze with fire and surrounded with thick smoke, but motionless.
Vincent saw them, he knew what they were trying to do.
"Heroic...but all in vain, I'm afraid," he mentally muttered.
He clicked his fingers three times.
His horde of endoskeletons rushed onto the harpoon ropes and proceed to climb across them towards the other airship.
"NOW, LET'S BUY MANGLE SOME TIME!" Freddy shouted, firing the first shot with his pistol, Toy Freddy, Goldie and Bonnie quickly followed his example.
However, as many endoskeletons fell, more seemed to take their place.
But when the first ones jumped into the top deck, upon closer inspection they weren't the same endoskeletons which the Gang had encountered back at the pizzeria.
These ones had actual weapons for a start, plus they wore some form of makeshift armor, a tougher outer shell, clearly Vincent had thought ahead.
"They're all for the taking," he mentally laughed, watching the scene unfold before his eyes.
The endoskeletons due to their programming which Vincent himself had set up, proceeded to spread out, selecting their targets and trying to overwhelm them in groups.
Freddy slashed several in half and shot any others which had survived his initial attack.
Bonnie simply shot at any which got close to her.
"Nope, sorry, the Pizzeria is closed for today, but you might be able to dine together IN HELL!" She screamed, blasting away as waves of endoskeletons tried to outflank her.
"DIE, DIE, ALL OF YOU WILL DIE!" Goldie shouted, attacking any endoskeleton he could find. He punched them, fired holes into them, even kicked them until they went lifeless, but still they kept on coming like a neverending horde.
Toy Freddy simply killed any endoskeletons who came within his range.
"Mangle, how's the propeller, we can't keep this up forever, even with the extra ammo," he stated, turning back to face Mangle who had her back to him, as she fiddled about with the exposed wires, trying to bend mental struts back into place.
"Give me two minutes that's all I ask, I need to reconnect the propeller back to the central power unit and twist the propeller blades back into shape," she replied, holding up two fingers.
"Right, if we live through this, you owe me two minutes," Toy Freddy muttered, turning back to shoot more of Vincent's endoskeletons.
Although he proceeded to kill many, their numbers didn't die down, instead they continued to rush at him without any concern for their own lives.
After all they were robots, they lacked any survival instincts.
Vincent himself was starting to get concerned, Freddy, Toy Freddy, Goldie and Bonnie were all holding their own against endoskeletons and they weren't taking any damage.
"Mmm...time to raise the stakes I think," he muttered, reloading his bazooka.
Vincent smiled, raising his weapon so his eye was at level with the viewfinder.
At first, he was going to fire at Mangle, such a shot would hopefully kill her and Toy Freddy, as well as blast the damaged propeller off the airship.
However, Vincent wanted to prolong the battle, keep the fire going, not throw water over it.
He noticed that his endoskeleton hordes were pushing Goldie and Bonnie closer and closer to together.
"Kill two birds with one stone, that'll be a keeper for the record books," he smiled, turning to aim at them.
He aimed at the ground, between the two, he didn't want to kill them outright, since where would the fun be in that.
Making them fall to their deaths hundreds and hundreds of feet below was much more ideal...if you could even call it that.
Vincent waited for the right moment.
"Bonnie, back to back now, then they can't outflank us," said Goldie.
"Right," Bonnie replied, running toward Goldie.
"Like moths drawn to a flame," Vincent whispered.
He fired...
The missile rocketed through the air like a screaming banshee.
"BONNIE, GOLDIE, RUN!" Freddy screamed.
Everything appeared to slow down.
Toy Freddy mounted the words 'watch out', as Mangle looked on in eye wide horror.
The missile raced across the deck and slammed into the ground before Goldie and Bonnie.
The flash from the blast temporarily blinded Freddy and the others including the endoskeletons who backed away from the blast zone.
When the dust settled, Freddy raced over to the area of impact.
To both his relief and horror, Goldie and Bonnie hadn't fallen to their deaths, but were hanging onto dear life by means of a towing rope, which hung over the side of the airship.
Well...Goldie was holding onto it with one hand, his other was holding onto Bonnie.
"Freddy...help us," Goldie cried, he was clearly in pain as pieces of metal had dug into his skin as a result of the blast.
"FREDDY, PULL US UP QUICK, I DON'T WANNA DIE!" Bonnie screamed, she was panicking as her legs kicked the empty air which was all that lay between her and certain death.
Freddy leaned down to reach for Goldie's hand, but the approaching endoskeletons, made it next to impossible without him being killed by at least one of them.
"Hang on, just let me deal with this first," he yelled, turning around to fire any endoskeleton that came close.
"Can't...hold...on...for long," Goldie groaned, he felt his grip on the rope slip under the combined weight.
He couldn't let go of Bonnie, even if it would allow him to climb back up, he knew that no one would forgive him if he did...especially himself.
"GOLDIE, DON'T LET GO, WHATEVER YOU DO DON'T LET GO!" Bonnie cried, she was trying her best not to look down.
Toy Freddy desperately wanted to go and help, but he couldn't expose Mangle to being attacked by the endoskeletons.
Only she could keep this thing flying.
"Mangle, we could really do with a functional propeller right now," he said, as Vincent's endoskeletons closed in around him.
"Give one more minute, I'm nearly there!" she shouted, putting two wires together to create a spark.
"Hurry, there's too many for me to handle!" Toy Freddy shouted back, firing at point blank range, which successfully destroyed several endoskeletons.
They were like a collective hydra, for each one he killed, ten more took its place...
With the two Freddies occupied, the remaining endoskeletons surged towards the hatch, which Toy Chica had closed after Mangle and Toy Freddy had gone through.
Unable to opened it manually, the endoskeletons proceeded to tear at it, trying to pry it open or at least smash it inwards.
Yet it proved itself to be tough, withstanding their blows and attempts to gain entry.
Other endoskeletons who had just climbed across the harpoon ropes, adopted an animal trust, crawling down the side of the airship like a swam of bugs, breaking the windows and climbing in through the gaps.
Their numbers grew as they flooded inside
The rest of the Fazbear Gang had positioned themselves at the cockpit entrance at the far end of the airship to protect Mike and the still unconscious Foxy.
Unfortunately in all the chaos, they forgotten about Springtrap, he was still in his chair with his seatbelt on.
However, they were all armed for the inevitable onslaught.
Once the endoskeletons with their soulless eyes came into range, Toy Bonnie gave the order.
"FIRE NOW!" she shouted, aiming her rifle.
They all opened fire, destroying several waves of endoskeletons.
Several of them however were able to unlock the hatch door, letting their comrades in from the top deck and further swelling their numbers.
They crawled across the floor, on the ceiling and on the walls, they were just everywhere like spiders.
The Puppet, creatively used her puppet strings in wrapping them around one of the endoskeletons, immobilizing it in the arm and leg joints and then using it as a weapon to bash away at the others.
Metal crashed in metal as the endoskeleton became entangled with its robotic brethren as bodies became meshed into one another.
All the while the Toys and Chica fired at any other endoskeleton which had remained untouched by the Puppet's destruction.
"MIKE, HOW ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?" Chica shouted, knocking harshly on the cockpit door.
"NOT GOOD, EVEN IF MANGLE GETS THE SECOND PROPELLER WORKING, WE CANNOT LEAVE DUE TO THE PURPLE GUY'S HARPOONS KEEPING US IN PLACE!" Mike shouted back from inside the cockpit.
"Fuck the harpoons, let's go, even if it's means dragging the Purple Guy with us, how far until Chicago?" Toy Bonnie asked, keeping her eyes on the tide of endoskeletons which raced towards them, stepping over their destroyed brethren.
"About 10 miles left, until we reach the city limits," Mike answered, he pressed several buttons and pulled on a number of levers in his efforts to transfer power away from other parts of the ship and send it to the single remaining operational propeller for maximum speed.
"Come on Mangle, anytime now would be good," he thought, as multiple endoskeletons started to crawl over the cockpit's windows, trying to smash them in order to get at him.
Upon seeing the new development, Mike grabbed his pistol which he kept on the sideboard, loading it and checking to see if the sights still worked.
"WAIT, WHAT ABOUT THE GUN TURRET?" Toy Chica shouted, firing at several more endoskeletons which made her kill count seventy.
"IT ONLY WORKS FOR GROUND TARGETS, WE CAN'T MAKE IT FACE VINCENT'S AIRSHIP," Mike replied, briefly checking the damage control panel for any updates.
"WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE A GUN TURRET IF I MAY ASK?" Toy Bonnie yelled, shouting to be heard over the shooting and screaming of endoskeletons.
"JEREMY AND I WERE FEELING CREATIVE AT THE TIME OF ITS CONSTRUCTION!" Mike shouted back, trying to bring the window wipers on so he could dislodge the attacking endoskeletons from their holdings.
"If we could use the gun turret, then this could all be over in five minutes..."
Goldie, tighten his grip on the rope, which was his only means of staying alive.
Below him, Bonnie was trying to take her mind off the fact that there was a 1,000 foot drop between her and the ground.
"Think of Freddy...think of all the things you wanted to say to him," she thought, reliving all of her fondest memories.
She looked up to see Goldie struggling to hold on, his grip slipped, causing them to slide further down the rope.
"FREDDY, NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME!" Goldie screamed, his muscles aching with the immense strain they were under.
"WAIT, THERE'S A FEW MORE COMING THIS WAY!" Freddy yelled, reloading his pistol as more endoskeletons raced towards him.
Vincent meanwhile smiled, watching the group's desperation.
His airship was now close enough to Mike's for him to make his entrance.
Swapping his bazooka for his rifle, he grabbed a rope, jumped down and swung across.
Vincent landed on the top deck and approached Freddy.
"Like Nightmare Freddy said, the head is weak, time to end its suffering," he thought, passing his endoskeletons which circled Freddy like predators in the wilderness.
"Freddy Fazbear, it's such an honour to finally see you again after all these years," said Vincent, laughing as Freddy took aim with his pistol, hatred filling his eyes, it was consuming him.
"I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU FOR THIS!" He shouted, gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes in anger.
"My my, that's not how a children's entertainer treats a guest, you must set an example for the children," Vincent replied.
"Like the ones, I've killed," he thought.
Freddy fired a warning shot, missing Vincent's shoulder by an inch.
"DON'T YOU DARE TAKE ANOTHER STEP YOU CHILD KILLER!" Freddy shouted.
Vincent didn't, but calmly stood there, amidst the flames and twisted wreckage.
"Now Fazbear, I've gonna give you a choice here, normally I don't, but I'm feeling rather generous today." Vincent stated, holding his rifle in his hands at the ready.
"Either you can turn round and help your 'granddad' and supposed 'girlfriend' up."
Freddy's eyes twitched with inner rage at those words.
"And maybe I'll shoot you in the back...or I'll kill Toy Freddy and Mangle instead, pretty much ending everyone else's chances of survival on this ship," Vincent stated.
Everything, even time appeared to stand still.
"Or...you could just shoot me dead, but I bet my endoskeletons won't react well to that, plus I don't think Goldie or Bonnie can hold on for much longer, I would say that they're properly at the end of their rope...'literally'," he laughed, throwing his head back.
Goldie and Bonnie were slipping further and further down the rope, due to their combined weight.
"FREDDY, JUST KILL THE BASTARD, OR HE'LL KILL US ALL, YOU KNOW THAT, THINK ABOUT WHAT HE DID IN 1983 AND 1987!" Goldie shouted, trying to hold on by the skin of his teeth.
"Well Freddy, what'll be?" Vincent asked, his eyes gleamed with joy, watching as Freddy struggled to make a choice.
Down below...
When Vincent had swung across, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica and Chica where almost out of ammo.
"WE'VE ONLY GOT THREE ROUNDS LEFT, SO MAKE THEM COUNT," Toy Bonnie shouted, no matter how many endoskeletons she destroyed, more appeared to take their place.
However, some of them had brought their own guns to the fight, equipped by Vincent and started firing at their enemies, peppering the area around the cockpit in a hail of fire.
"DROP DOWN NOW!" Chica screamed.
Everyone did, but the Puppet was too slow, as a bullet penetrated her shoulder blade, logging itself into her bone.
Her child like screams echoed throughout the airship, causing Vincent on the top deck to raise his eyebrows in amusement.
"One down, thirteen more to go," he thought.
Balloon Boy instantly grabbed the Puppet and pushed her to the ground, covering her mouth with his hand to muffle her screams.
"She's hit," he cried, amidst the flying bullets and raging fire which had sprouted up at the back of airship.
"TAKE HER INTO THE COCKPIT AND CALM HER DOWN!" Toy Chica ordered, reloading her shotgun.
Balloon Boy, stepped over the sleeping body of Foxy, proceeded to open the cockpit door and drag the Puppet in with him, closing it shut once they were inside.
"What the, BB!" Mike exclaimed, rather surprised to see him and the Puppet.
"SHE NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION RIGHT NOW!" Balloon Boy yelled, pointing at the Puppet, who was withering in intense pain on the floor.
"I can't, I need to keep this thing stable or we'll fall out of the sky and if that happens, then she'll be beyond the need of medical treatment," Mike stated, his holding his head with worry as warning lights continued to flash red on the smoking control console.
"WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING TO HELP HER, SHE'S IN PURE AGONY!" Boy Balloon shouted.
"Give her some painkillers, they're on the top draw over by the corner, that'll hopefully ease the pain," Mike replied, pointing to a cabinet of drawers.
Balloon Boy, raced over to the cabinet, pulled out the top draw and grabbed a box of painkillers.
He ran back to the Puppet, opened the box and placed a couple in her hand.
"Take them, they'll stop the pain for a while,' he said.
"Water...I need...water," the Puppet replied, her voice was shaky and faint.
"Here, use my water bottle," said Mike, passing a half empty water bottle to Balloon Boy.
He gave it to the Puppet, who proceeded to take the pills and then swallow them down with water.
"Thanks...BB...much...appreciated," she whispered, her voice ached with pain.
Gunfire rattled on outside, amidst the sound of Toy Bonnie shouting orders to the others.
"I can't...think...straight...the pain hurts...too much," the Puppet groaned.
"Just listen to me, Puppet, listen to my voice," Balloon Boy ordered.
He pushed his head against hers and covered her ears with his hands to block out the sounds of gunfire and the screams of endoskeletons.
"Do you like songs, Puppet, what's your favorite?" Balloon Boy asked.
"Twinkle...Twinkle...Little Star," the Puppet replied in a weak voice.
So, Balloon Boy sang.
"Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are."
"CHICA WATCH YOUR FLANKS!" Toy Bonnie shouted from outside.
"I'M TRYING!" She shouted back, amidst the hail of gunshots.
"Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, when the blazing sun is gone, when the nothing shines upon," Balloon Boy continued to sing in a calm voice, gently rocking the Puppet back and forth.
"Then you show your little light, twinkle, twinkle all the night."
The Puppet started to slow down her breathing, her black eyes solely focused on BB's blue.
"Then the traveller in the dark, thanks you for your tiny spark, he could not see which way to go, if you did not twinkle so."
The endoskeletons outside were trying their best to smash through the cockpit windows, but Balloon Boy continued to sing to the Puppet.
"In the dark blue sky you keep, and often through my curtains peep, for you never shut your eye, 'till the sun is in the sky."
Then Balloon Boy, took hold of the Puppet's hands.
"As your bright and tiny spark, lights the traveller in the dark, though I know not what you are, twinkle, twinkle little star."
Balloon Boy, then kissed the Puppet softly on the head.
Warm feelings, long submerged awoke within her.
She felt nervous, as her cheeks went pink in color.
"Thank you...Balloon Boy," she smiled.
Balloon Boy smiled back and hugged her.
"I need to get Chica, your in pain and that bullet logged in her shoulder blade isn't helping," Balloon Boy stated, getting up.
"Please don't be long," the Puppet begged, her eyes reflecting her sadness.
"I won't be," he replied.
Mike just watched with a smile and raised eyebrows.
"Why would the Purple Guy want to ruin this?" He wondered turning around to see the endoskeletons still outside on the cockpit's windows.
They were all smiling with raised eyebrows at the pair, an unusual expression to be seen from a robot as emotionally dead as them.
Had Vincent programed them with an ironic setting.
"Oh, piss off, let them have their moment," he said sternly, finally switching on the cockpit wipers, which knocked all of them off, sending them to their deaths one thousand feet below.
Balloon Boy slowly opened the cockpit door to see the Toys and Chica struggling to fight off another wave of endoskeletons and they looked more tougher than the last.
Toy Bonnie fired her last shot, as Chica moved to cover her, while Toy Bonnie reloaded with her last magazine.
However, one endoskeleton leapt at Chica, pinning her against the wall, knocking the shotgun out of her hands.
A small sharp blade slid out of its hand.
"BON BON!" She screamed, making Toy Bonnie to turn, but she hadn't reloaded properly, so she couldn't do anything.
The endoskeleton brought the blade back, aiming to catapult it straight into Chica's chest.
"FOXY!" Chica screamed as the endoskeleton's arm raced through the air, it's blade headed for her heart.
She closed for eyes, awaiting death's enteral embrace.
The endoskeleton was two thirds of the way through its procedure, when it felt something latched into it's shoulder.
It turned to come face to face with an enraged Foxy, now wide awake.
"HANDS OF MEE BOOTY!" He yelled, smashing the endoskeleton in the face with his hook, before ripping it in half with his other hand.
He threw it's remains towards the other endoskeletons.
Picking up the endoskeleton's blade, Foxy proceeded to leap at the remaining endoskeletons who hadn't been destroyed by Toy Bonnie or Toy Chica.
"FUCK OFF, ALL OF YOU!" He shouted, slashing and tearing at the endoskeletons, who only registered an reddish blur coming towards them, before being dismantled and smashed to the four winds.
Toy Bonnie grabbed Chica and pulled her to safety.
"Are you ok?" She asked, giving Chica back her shotgun.
"Yeah, but Foxy...he's awake," Chica replied, her eyes locked on Foxy, as he craved a path through the endoskeleton hordes.
"WALK THE PLANK, YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSES FOR MACHINES!" Foxy shouted, kicking one against the wall, which caused it to shatter upon impact.
However, his newfound strength started to fade, as the endoskeletons gathered themselves together and started to force him back.
"LET THEM HAVE IT!" Toy Chica yelled, opening fire swiftly followed by Toy Bonnie and Chica.
Foxy ducked as the shots raced over his head, hitting several endoskeletons as well as destroying many others.
He crawled back to the other Fazbear members.
"FOXY!" Chica shouted, throwing her hands around his neck.
"Lassie, I've missed you dearly," he whispered.
"I've missed you too," Chica cried, her eyes watering.
Then Chica felt something tap her leg, she and Foxy looked down to see Balloon Boy.
"Chica, the Puppet needs help, she's not in a good state," he said.
"Go lassie, give me your gun, I'll help the others hold them off, you help BB, I'll be fine," Foxy suggested, kissing Chica on the forehead.
"Ok...be safe, come along BB," said Chica, giving Foxy her shotgun, before taking Balloon Boy by the hand.
"She's in here," he said, opening the cockpit door.
Upon entering the cockpit, Chica saw the Puppet lying on the floor, her face ached with pain.
"Balloon Boy," she cried, her eyes widen with happiness upon seeing him.
"Wait, she's never called BB by his full name...and why does she look so happy to see him," Chica thought.
Pushing that thought to the back of her mind, Chica knelt down to examine the Puppet's wound.
She was bleeding rather badly from the shoulder.
"Alright, she's bleeding from the shoulder and in order to fix that, we need to extract the bullet, keeping it in there will only cause her further damage," Chica stated.
"So, take it out, you did that successfully with Foxy," Balloon Boy suggested, looking worried.
Chica simply shook her head.
"It isn't that simple, we'll need to operate on her, Foxy was different as it didn't involve bone, but with her it does."
"And worse still we can't do it here," said Mike, kneeling down for a close look at the wound.
"She won't...die will she?" Balloon Boy asked, grabbing Chica, fear rang in his eyes.
Chica and Mike cast worried glances at each other, this wasn't looking good.
"If the bullet isn't taken out and the wound isn't sealed, then she will get blood poisoning and if we don't cure that...then,"
Mike didn't finish his sentence for two reasons.
Firstly, he didn't want to hurt Balloon Boy's feelings.
But secondly, his walkie talkie just sparked back to life with mumbled static.
"Good, Mangle will have that second the propeller working," he said, getting up and pressing the walkie talkie's receiver button.
It was Mangle...but she wasn't talking about the propeller.
"MIKE, SOME WERID SHIT JUST HAPPENED, SOME GUY WITH GOLDEN BUNNY EARS HAS LEAPT OUT OF THE HATCH AND IS DESTROYING ENDOSKELETONS LEFT, RIGHT AND CENTRE, ITS UTTER CHAOS!" Mangle screamed from her end.
Mike's eyes widen in shock.
"What golden bunny?" He asked...
A few minutes ago on the top deck, just before Foxy's re-awaking.
"Freddy...I'm waiting," said Vincent, watching Freddy mentally tear himself apart over what to do.
Kill Vincent and risk being killed by his endoskeletons along with everyone else, or turn and help Goldie and Bonnie, whilst being at risk from being killed by Vincent.
Freddy raised his pistol to shoot Vincent, who raised his rifle response.
"Come on Freddy," he urged, mocking him.
"Take the shot, kill the head and the rest of the body will die."
Goldie who along with Bonnie was nearing the end of the rope.
He looked up to see the rope was slowly breaking in two due his and Bonnie's combined weight.
"Shit!" he hissed.
With that he turned to look down at Bonnie, who was struggling to maintain her grip on his hand, undoubtedly due to the strain, her muscles were under.
"Bonnie, I'll drop, so you can pull yourself up."
Bonnie looked shocked that Goldie would even suggest such a thing.
"NO, YOUR JUST AS MUCH A PART OF THIS FAMILY AS EVERYONE ELSE IS, INCLUDING SPRINGTRAP, NO ONE IS DYING TODAY!" she yelled.
"Springtrap," Goldie thought.
Bonnie, then looked down, everything below her looked very small with there being one thousand feet drop between her and the ground.
"Goldie, can I tell you something, it's really important?" She asked, her eyes rang with desperation.
"Er...are you sure, does it have to be right now?" He asked back, watching the rope strain under their combined weight.
"I'll regret it if I don't tell someone," Bonnie replied, her legs dangled in empty air below her.
"Ok what is it?" Goldie asked, trying his best to keep a steady grip.
"I'm in love with Freddy, I have been for several years," Bonnie shouted, her eyes were watering with the fear of her potential death, which now seemed closer than anything else.
"Oh that...," said Goldie calmly.
He went silent for a few seconds.
"I knew that already."
"You did?" Bonnie asked, clearly surprised.
"I always thought it was kinda of obvious, I'm just surprised that no one else has caught on," Goldie replied, acting very calm about the whole situation.
Then the sound of the rope above them slowly tearing its self apart, brought them back to reality.
"Come on Freddy, kill that son of a bitch," Goldie muttered.
Freddy swiftly aimed his pistol at Vincent and fired.
Vincent dogged and fired back at Freddy.
He dogged the bullets and returned fire.
Vincent clicked his fingers twice.
The remaining endoskeletons split into two groups, one proceed to attack Toy Freddy and Mangle while the others went after Freddy.
"I would say you've bitten off more than you can chew there Freddy," Vincent laughed, as his endoskeletons surrounded Freddy from all sides.
With Freddy, Toy Freddy and Mangle all occupied, Vincent then turned and walked towards the mental strut, where the rope holding Goldie and Bonnie was tied to.
He slowly pulled a knife out of his trouser pocket, his intentions were obvious.
Upon reaching it, he looked down to see Goldie and Bonnie fighting to hold on.
Their faces went ghostly white when they saw him.
"Hey Goldie, hi Bonnie, how's it's going, you know we don't talk much these days," Vincent remarked calmly, kneeling down.
He grabbed hold of the rope, shaking it about.
Bonnie nearly lost her grip on Goldie's hand, because of it.
"You know, I wonder if you'll both black out first, before you hit the ground...it'll spare you the agony of dying upon impact," Vincent stated, violently swinging the rope side to side.
Freddy saw what he was going to do, he couldn't let it happen.
He slashed his way through the endoskeletons that surrounded him, cutting them down and forging a path towards Vincent.
His pistol was out of ammo by this point, but that didn't matter since he was aiming stab Vincent right through the fucking neck with his sword.
However, Vincent turned and saw him, holding his knife close to the rope.
"Do something I don't like and I will cut this rope in two, trust me Freddy, I'm a man of my word," he stated, smiling as Freddy narrowed his eyes in anger.
"One thing Fazbear, just do one little thing and your friends are history."
Freddy raised his sword and lifted his foot up to step forward.
Vincent in response held his knife even closer to the rope.
Freddy placed his foot back down on the ground and lowered his sword.
They had reached an impasse.
"You know Freddy, you're not as energetic as I remember, did a certain night terror visit you last night, because I would say you look tired," Vincent giggled.
Freddy looked as if he was about to burst a blood vessel.
Goldie, however overheard what Vincent said.
"A certain night terror, is that why Freddy looked at me funny with those wide eyes," he wondered.
"FREDDY HELP US!" Bonnie screamed, as she struggled to hold onto Goldie's hand.
"I'M COMING BONNIE, HOLD ON, I JUST NEED TO BRUTALIZE THIS CHILD MURDERER FIRST!" Freddy shouted back.
Vincent just laughed his head off.
"Charming Freddy, very first class, Fazbear Entertainment would approve."
He then started to cut into the rope with his knife.
"You aren't there for Bonnie, you aren't there for Chica, you couldn't even be there for dear old Foxy, what happened to you Freddy, it's such a shame really."
For a genuine moment, Vincent looked sad and disappointed.
"It's a shame to let others down."
But then his mad smile quickly returned.
"Oh well why dwell on past anyway, hey you know what, you're not the first Freddy to mess up, Goldie here just ignored his dear pal Springtrap's cries for help as a child was murdered outside Family Diner."
Freddy was just startled by this accusation.
Vincent continued.
"He just blanked him out completely, even as Springtrap underwent a complete mental breakdown, Goldie just didn't want to hear it, back then he was only about the job, isn't that right Goldie."
"HE'S LYING FREDDY, KILL HIM NOW!" Goldie shouted.
"Think about it Freddy, did Goldie ever mention Springtrap at all to you in the past, if he has only brought him up recently, just ask yourself this question...why only now, I mean he was his long time old friend, surely being a member of the family, you would have known about him, surely there must be some reason for that?" Vincent asked.
As much as Freddy wanted to gut Vincent, like a pig, his words seemed to unearthed long forgotten questions in his mind.
Vincent noted that the fact Freddy wasn't attacking him outright, which meant that he was thinking his words over.
"I'm not a total lair, I do have my graces," he thought to himself.
"FREDDY, HE'S TRYING TO TRICK YOU, HE'S A LAIR, HE'S MURDERED CHILDREN FOR CHIRST SAKE!" Goldie shouted back.
"AND YOU GOLDIE ABANDONED SPRINGTRAP, YET YOU DENY THAT YOU EVER DID, SO WHOSE THE REAL LAIR!" Vincent yelled, glaring down at Goldie as he tried to pull himself and Bonnie up.
"That's not true, that's not true, that's not true," Goldie repeated in his mind, but the pang of guilt in his heart said otherwise.
Where he was in level with the airship, Goldie could see into the passenger compartment, looking directly at Springtrap.
He was still sitting in his seat, slumped forward, with his seat belt on and still unconscious.
"Spring...forgive me, I was the fool, I didn't listen to you and I fear that I am about to pay the price for it," Goldie thought, watching as waves upon waves of endoskeletons raced past Springtrap, they didn't even appear to notice him.
"I am sorry Spring Bonnie," Goldie wept internally.
"I'm so sorry for everything..."
As you see everything is to play for and the past is heavily influencing it...
Until next time, thanks for viewing. ;-)