Fazbear Escape Chapter 70: Into The Pit, a five nights at freddy´s fanfic

Here is the second chapter, the larger one!

10 years on and this franchise is still going, it has been fun twisted ride this last decade.

Remember when FNAF 4 was the final chapter, or when Phone Guy was believed to be Purple Guy?

Remember Dream Theory, or when people thought Foxy was a good guy?

Pink Guy anyone?

Miketrap, Mikebite victim?

The brief period where people thought Mike was Purple Guy, then became Springtrap, but hence it was really Ennard; when fans were confusing Mike and William for eachother.

The lore has significantly expanded, but the enticing appeal of mystery is still present.

As I said in the previous chapter, future chapter uploads will be unpredictable; but this story will be finished.

Apologies for any grammar mistakes and do please enjoy.

Chapter 69

Into the Pit

"When I'm here, you'll play by MY rules!"

Music Man from Ultimate Custom Night

Toy Freddy felt his feet touch a firm but soft material, he immediately recognised it to be some type of lining.

So, he had finally reached the bottom of the ball pit after all and other than being surrounded by countless coloured plastic balls, not to mention being in a near pitch darkness, his problems were few.

Yet, that fact didn't downplay their seriousness, especially the fact that he wasn't alone in here.

RUSTLE!

Something moved off to his right, Toy Freddy felt various plastic balls moving as something or someone moved in his direction.

Toy Freddy held his breath, feeling the movement's vibrations travel through his surroundings. He wished that he hadn't dropped his shotgun or shield from earlier when Dee Dee had plunged him into this ocean of a ball pit.

Despite not being able to see clearly owing to the darkness, there were very thin rays of light that shone through the innumerable gaps between the plastic balls above him. Thus, Toy Freddy had some limited clarity on his immediate surroundings, despite it being all plastic balls.

RUSTLE!

The movement extend from his right moving towards his centre, shifting in front of Toy Freddy, but being beyond his sight.

Yet Toy Freddy reckoned that he might be able to see, hear or feel the immediate approach of who or whatever was moving before it reached him.

Toy Freddy raised his fists, anticipating whatever it was to burst forth from the wall of plastic balls that lined his front.

RUSTLE!

"Come on, be brave and face me," Toy Freddy whispered determinedly, keeping his voice low to avoid mishearing the sound's direction.

"Toy Freddy?" a voice called out, sounding both curious and desperate, yet being near unmistakably female.

"Toy Freddy, are you there?"

RUSTLE!

"Toy Freddy, where are you?"

Toy Freddy lowered his fists slightly, his bear ears following suit as his blue eyes widen in an instinctive recognition of the voice's owner.

"Toy Bonnie," he whispered, cautiously moving forward, steady wading through rows and rows of plastic balls; with new ones falling in behind him, instantly filling in the empty spaces he left in his wake.

"Toy Bonnie, I'm here, in front of you," Toy Freddy called out eagerly, feeling a strong need to reunite with the other Toy; knowing deep down that he longed for her companionship, since his earlier realisation (it felt like a lifetime ago now) of Toy Bonnie's feelings towards him. . .but could be resolved at another time.

"Toy Freddy!" came a delighted, if not joyous and relived reply, followed immediately by a frenzied increase in the sound of plastic balls being shoved aside feverishly.

"Thank God, you're ok, wait, are actually hurt?!"

"No, I'm fine Toy Bonnie' nothing too serious, I was only grabbed by whatever that metallic creature was and pulled down," Toy Freddy answered back cautiously, but feeling more relived with each passing step.

Toy Bonnie's response however learned heavily towards worry.

"I grabbed me too, right after it took you down. . .and it is still in here. . .with us."

RUSTLE!

Balls moved around Toy Freddy from his left, pressing inward; he immediately froze, waiting for the movement to pass.

The creature that had dragged both Toys down into its abode was still very much active; although Toy Freddy did briefly wonder why it hadn't simply killed him as it was pulling him into the ball pit's depths.

Maybe it wanted to play around with him first before finishing the deed. . .or, it had got distracted in trying to catch Toy Bonnie?

Keeping himself perfectly still, Toy Freddy shrugged off his train of thought, drawing all his focus to the present moment.

He was still alive as was Toy Bonnie and all that mattered was escaping the ball pit together alive.

RUSTLE!

More plastic balls around him, especially now on his left side but moving in a forward direction. The creature was circling him, it knew or suspected that he was in its immediate vicinity.

With his narrowed blue eyes, Toy Freddy steadily tracked the repeated ripples of movement as they passed through the lining ball rows; the biggest motions of movement serving as to pinpoint the creature's exact location.

The familiar feeling of cold, hard coiled wires and steel wrapping themselves around his legs as he was pulled down flowed through the Fazbear's mind.

This creature. . .more akin to a snake in how it moved, slithering through the balls would be tough to destroy and Toy Freddy didn't know if it was short or long, big, or small, but it was undeniably tough in its grip.

There had been no further word from Toy Bonnie, the female Fazbear was probably staying quiet to avoid being detected, a smart move.

"Come on, move away, move away," Toy Freddy mentally pleaded, watching with bated breath as the metallic snake creature began to burrow off in another direction, appearing to move away from his location.

Rustle!

The walls of plastic balls that surrounded the Toy gradually ceased to vibrate, becoming still and quiet.

Toy Freddy slowly exhaled in relief, but the tension he felt in his muscles hadn't disappeared; any large noise would undoubtedly lure the metallic snake right back to him.

THUD!

A loud heavy noise erupted from somewhere above Toy Freddy, and everything rattled for a moment before falling silent again.

The Toy instinctively glanced upwards as a cold yet manic male voice spoke out.

"Oh no you don't Sunshine!"

They sounded unhinged, but the ominousness in their voice made Toy Freddy's hear beat just a little bit faster.

"After the little stunt you and your friends tired to pull on me earlier, I'm not going to let you out of my sight."

Music Man. . .

The one armed musical animatronic behemoth was still around and probably threatening Toy Chica, if Toy Freddy had to guess who 'Sunshine' referred to.

"Ok Sunshine, now that we are assembled,"

Most likely there were more animatronics than just manic Music Man.

"Let's start round two, shall we?"

Round two didn't sound as entertaining as Music Man implied and Toy Chica would have a hard time surviving against Music Man's onslaught unless her Toy companions could reach her in time.

Music Man's demented temperament only further highlighted that concern.

"Let's play a whack a chick!"

THUD!

Several heavy echoing thuds rang out from above, being strong enough to cause the ball pit to shake.

"This isn't fair!" Toy Chica scorned through heavy breathing, before she gasped, followed by another heavy sound.

THUD!

No doubt Music Man was using his one remaining cymbal arm to hammer the floor in his attempts to literally crush Toy Chica.

"Awwww, silly little Sunshine, this isn't about playing fair, it's all about having fun!" Music Man remarked, sounding both serious and deranged.

"Let's add some fireballs for our show!" an elderly voice announced with ominous glee; Toy Freddy immediately recognised it belonging to Orville Elephant.

SMOOOSH!

An eruption of noise quickly blocked out almost everything else, save for Toy Freddy's own breathing.

Yet, the noise did serve a useful purpose in masking his own movements, as Toy Freddy resumed wadding through yet more walls of plastic coloured balls.

Hopefully, that metallic snake creature shouldn't be able to hear him now, not with the current audible bombardment of chaotic sounds raining down from above.

Suddenly, a wall of plastic balls crumbled before him, a human hand reached out of the mess, followed by a recognisable pair of light blue bunny ears.

Toy Freddy instantly gripped the outstretched hand by the wrist and firmly pulled them towards him.

Amidst the shower of falling plastic balls, Toy Bonnie emerged from the gloom, her face flushed with relief, but her eyes there lay a deep seated worry that even Toy Freddy could perceive despite their near pitch black surroundings.

Within a heartbeat, Toy Bonnie wrapped her arms around Toy Freddy's back, whilst resting her head on her fellow Toy's shoulder.

Both Toys released a sigh of deep relief, their shoulders slumping as their muscles uncoiled, allowing themselves a moment of calm despite their heightened nerves.

"Sorry, I'm sorry I had to go quiet on you Toy Freddy, I didn't want to risk giving away either our locations to that snake creature thing," Toy Bonnie whispered nervously, her light green eyes glancing left and right, surveying the surrounding walls of plastic balls for the slightest hint of movement.

"No, you don't need to apologise, I understand why," Toy Freddy answered reassuringly, taking a moment to glance around.

"We don't know exactly what we're dealing with here."

His blue eyes narrowed, trying to determine what was genuine stillness and not a trick of his own mind trying to convince him that some balls were indeed moving when they weren't.

THUD!

"Getting tired are we Sunshine, I almost got you on a last swing!" Music Man bellowed with much unhinged delight.

"I can. . .do this. . .all day," came Toy Chica's strained reply, thankfully she didn't sound injured, just tired.

Her luck would eventually run out though.

Toy Bonnie's eyes instinctively looked upwards upon hearing Toy Chica's weary tone.

"We need to reunite with Toy Chica fast, she won't be able to last long against Music Man and those pig and elephant animatronics," she declared vigorously, all previous sense of weariness having seemingly left her.

"I didn't find any stairs where I started, I couldn't even find a wall to mark the boundary of this accursed ball pit, did you?" Toy Freddy asked curiously, turning in Toy Bonnie's direction.

Yet the Toy shook her head, her light blue bunny ears dropping slightly as she replied solemnly with.

"Unfortunately, no I didn't, and I reckon that there isn't one; after all the Nightmares dreamt up this place, they won't give us any viable escape route."

"Then we'll just have to make our own," Toy Freddy grimly declared, patting Toy Bonnie heavily on the shoulder.

"Lucid dreaming; remember if we concentrate hard enough, we can get out of here by literal any means."

Before continuing determinedly with.

"We could try to lucid dream us teleporting, if anything is possible, then why not try it?"

Toy Bonnie's eyebrows raised in wonderment at the idea, remarking cautiously optimistically with.

"True, but I would like to do this in a way that also gets rid of that snake creature and this wretched ball pit, kill two birds with one stone."

THUD!

SMOOSH!

THUD!

SMOOSH!

The heavy sounds of thuds and fireballs hitting the floor reverberated throughout the pit; Toy Chica was certainly being pushed to her limits.

She couldn't hold out forever.

Then an idea dropped into Toy Freddy's mind.

"Wait, what if we raised the ball pit, levelling it with the floor, only to then drop it again before the snake can escape with us, lure the other animatronics into it, then turn the ballpit into a fire pit?" he recommended strongly, before continuing with.

"We would have to time it right, but one of us could focus on raising the ballpit, whilst the other holds the snake creature off?"

Toy Bonnie's light green eyes lit up, visualizing Toy Freddy's idea in her own mind.

"That could work, especially if we lucid dream having weapons again," she added hopefully.

THUD!

"Ha, I almost got you Sunshine, you're trying out!" Music Man yelled joyously, but his eagerness for violence was undeniable.

"I am beginning to find your performance lacklustre Toy Chica, so let's add some iceballs to the act," Orville Elephant remarked cooly, but the maliciousness in his voice was evidently clear.

Toy Bonnie glanced upwards again, her eyes widening with concern.

"We don't have much time left before Toy Chica tires out," she muttered worryingly.

"I'll dream up my shotgun, you focus on the raising the floor and I'll hold off the snake," Toy Freddy added assuredly.

Toy Bonnie glanced down, briefly staring her Toy counterpart in the face, recognising the reassurance in his expression, allowing a feeling of comfort to wash over her, before giving Toy Freddy a simple, but firm nod of understanding, remarking with.

"Ok, let's do it."

Toy Freddy quickly closed his eyes, in his mind's eye, he vividly imagined his shotgun, stocked, and fully loaded with shrapnel rounds.

Suddenly, he felt a metallic cold, but smooth object land right in his hands; upon opening them, he immediately smiled at the mere sight of his shotgun.

Checking the inner barrel did indeed confirm it to possess his intended shrapnel rounds, deadly within confined spaces.

Toy Bonnie raised her arms up, closing her eyes tight and focusing all her mental energy on raising the floor upwards; trying her best to ignore all other sounds save for her own breathing which came out in tense breaths, underlying her inner tension.

"Raise the pit then," Toy Bonnie stated firmly.

"I can, but I'll need you to guard me whilst it happens; I wager that creature isn't going to remain idle and it'll come for us," Toy Freddy replied resolutely.

Toy Bonnie tilted her head to her right in intrigue, her light blue bunny ears bouncing ever so lightly.

"How will it know that we're the cause of the movement?" she asked warily.

Toy Freddy gave her a half-assured smile, before replying in an assured manner.

"It'll guess, see us and just attack outright because we're there."

"Fair enough," Toy Bonnie answered casually, before turning round so her back was facing him, holding her shotgun firmly in both hands.

"You focus on the raising the ball pit and I'll concentrate on keeping it at bay."

Toy Freddy raised his hands above his head; in truth, he didn't know it would actually aid in his efforts; but it felt instinctively the right pose to take.

"Ready whoever you are," he announced confidently.

"I'm ready," Toy Bonnie replied determinedly.

"Raise the ball pit, raise the ball pit, raise the ball pit," Toy Freddy thought incessantly.

It wasn't noticeable at first, but steadily there came a small feeling of weightlessness as the floor lifted upwards like a lift.

It was soon followed by the sound of plastic balls from above beginning to tumble out of the pit over the sides as the space to accommodate them grew ever smaller.

"Hey, what is this?" Music Man confusingly called out.

"Magic is in the air," Orville Elephant injected, sounding rather impressed.

"Don't let Toy Chica escape!" Pigpatch roared angrily; instantly followed by a series of heavy thumps as something was slammed repeatedly into the floor.

THUMP!

"Oohs, I nearly forget, thanks Pigpatch!" Music Man remarked mischievously with an ominous undertone.

THUMP!

He was properly slamming his sole remaining cymbal into the floor in an effect to crush Toy Chica like an ant.

Toy Chica's panicked breathing and frantic footfalls only indicated that to be the truth.

She couldn't hold out forever; eventually sooner rather than later she would doge too slowly to avoid the bone shattering swing of Music Man's cymbal.

Rustle!

A flurry of movement erupted from somewhere off to Toy Bonnie's left; she reacted by bringing her shotgun up and aiming it, trying to gauge the creature's direction of travel.

RUSTLE!

The creature was surging about with a ruthless speed, but in an uncoordinated manner;

their course was seemingly directionless as they darted here and there.

Their profound confusion as to what was occurring around them was beyond any doubt.

Left

Right

Straight

Reverse

Right

Left

Right

Reverse

Straight again

Toy Bonnie was having a hard time keeping up with its rapid movements.

Overhead light began to shine more clearly as the floor continued to rise upwards.

Toy Freddy fought to maintain his concentration; wishing and desiring for the floor to rise, for the environment to change; bending this aspect of the dream to his will.

"Rise, rise to be level with the floor," Toy Freddy internally demanded, picturing the desired solution in his mind's eye.

THUMP!

The heavy echoing sound of Music Man slamming his cymbal into the floor and trying to crush Toy Chica grew steadily louder.

"You're getting tired sunshine!" Music Man manically chuckled.

SWOOSH!

A roaring sound erupted and something considerably heavy impacted the floor, creating a mini quake.

"AAAAHHHH!" Toy Chica screamed, her cries being one of agony, it would be no surprise if she was clutching herself to somehow repress the pain.

"Toy Freddy, make the floor rise faster!" Toy Bonnie insisted, her urgency being mixed with worry.

"I'm trying to, but I can only concentrate so much on one thing," Toy Freddy worryingly answered back

More light was streaming through the various widening gaps from above as the surrounding plastic balls rapidly fell away.

Yet, the metallic creature's furry at being forced into the light grew stronger whilst its movements become more chaotic.

It was like a fish desperately trying to burry itself into the sand as its bowl was rapidly being emptied.

Forward!

FORWARD!

A massive ripple of movement passed through the remaining rows of plastic balls as the creature surged towards the Toy duo.

Toy Bonnie steadied her grip on the shotgun and fried, each time she felt a harsh kick impact her left shoulder as the recoil bounced the barrel of the gun backwards.

BANG!

"AAAAARRRRHHHHHH!" the creature roared, whether in anger, pain or fear was unknown as it continuously circled like a shark, constantly seeking a way in.

The unending game of cat and mouse was beginning to fray Toy Bonnie's nerves, her breathing steadily become quick paced and shaky as her arms threatened to tremble, thus weakening her aim.

BANG!

"Faster Toy Freddy, imagine the floor rising faster!" Toy Bonnie urged desperately as she struggled to retain a stable grip on the shotgun.

The creature meanwhile continued to make its frustration very evident.

"AAAAAARRRRRRRHHHHHHH!"

Each time Toy Bonnie got a sense of their direction of travel and prepared to fire at the creature, it would immediately shift in a random direction.

Their approach consisted of ducking left and right, only to then pivot and strike forward, before moving backwards.

Little by little they inched their way forward in Toy Bonnie's direction, despite her supressing rate of shotgun rounds blasting plastic balls apart and in effecting creating shrapnel.

"Come on, come on!" Toy Bonnie pleaded, her nerves were fraying as she desperately struggled to keep her eyes fixed on the creature's sudden twists and turns.

Toy Freddy grimed inwardly, knowing that their survival rested on him raising the floor to ground level in time.

"I'm almost there," he announced wearily, straining under the mental pressure to propel the floor to rise quicker than it was doing.

"Just give me a few extra seconds!"

"I'm giving you those extra seconds!" Toy Bonnie shouted urgently, fighting to keep her grip on the shotgun, feeling her arms tremble as the creature rapidly advanced.

BANG!

"AAAAARRRRRRHHHHHHH!"

The enraged roar echoed loudly, whether Toy Bonnie had succeeded in actually hitting it she didn't know; but her last shot appeared to have forced the creature to divert, darting right as it sought to avoid more shotgun blasts.

BANG!

"So much for the element of surprise," Toy Bonnie mentally remarked dismissively, as she continued to follow the creature's movements and trying to get her aim centred slightly ahead of it to score an ideal shot off.

"At this point if Music Man and the other two don't know what's up then we might get lucky."

In truth she half expected to be picked up by the ears as Music Man sort to use her as a literal toy.

She felt her bunny ears break through the layer of plastic balls and reach nothing but empty air.

"We're almost out," Toy Freddy declared, sounding both triumphant and exhausted by the effort.

Fresh air hit his nose, feeling the claustrophobic sensation of plastic balls dimnish from his head, shoulders and chest.

Toy Bonnie released a slight exhale, feeling the tension loosen somewhat in her chest as she briefly glanced upwards to immediately see a house of mirrors to her front.

The same house of mirrors that she saw upon previously running into the room to rescue Toy Freddy from the ball pit Dee Dee had dropped him in.

Toy Bonnie swore she spied out the orange and pinkish forms of both Orville Elephant and Pigpatch rushing inside the main entrance.

Were they pursuing Toy Chica inside?

SWOOSH!

There was a sudden swirl of plastic balls to Toy Bonnie's left, catching her attention.

"AAAAAARRRRRRHHHHHH!"

Toy Bonnie only had enough time to bring her shotgun up to face. . .it.

Plastic balls erupted everywhere, as the creature burst forth from underneath them like a whale breaking the surface of the ocean as it surged upwards.

Toy Bonnie swore she heard Toy Freddy yell 'watch out!', but amidst the chorus of hellish noise it past her by as the creature leapt straight at her.

Now however she imagined the creature was wretched away in her mind's eye by its actual form.

Orange brownish eyes, a whitish grey face mask which looked to have been constructed out of scrap metal and somehow melded together.

Overall, it looked to be a molten and crude version of Freddy Fazbear with its brownish red bear ears and copper coloured top hat. Its makeshift build of shifting metallic components which formed its animatronic shell gave it both flexibility and clear structural integrity issues as swayed about.

Razor sharp needle like teeth formed its mouth, amplifying its aggressive posture as it lunged for Toy Bonnie with its battered whitish claws; both its arms composing of only entangled thick animatronic wires.

The same could be noted of its midsection, in fact from the neck downward, the entire ball pit animatronic consisted of twisted coiled metallic wires, giving it a snake like appearance.

"AAAAA!" Toy Bonnie screamed in terror at being jumped, instinctively raising her shotgun as a physical shield.

BASH!

A loud metallic thud echoed as (for lack of a proper identity) Molten Freddy's claw hit the shotgun, scratching its metallic components.

TEAR!

Toy Bonnie howled upon feeling a sharp burst of pain erupt from her lower right side.

She immediately felt blood begin to flow and she knew why, there wasn't any need to look down to see the damage first hand.

Molten Freddy had just ripped into her right hip with its or rather his free claw hand; his sharp fingertips easily penetrating the skin.

"FUCK!" Toy Bonnie shrieked uncontrollably, as she buckled forward.

She only wailed louder when she felt a wave of agony consume her right shoulder as Molten Freddy sank his teeth in, the power of his jaw threatened to break her affected shoulder bone.

Given the angle of Molten Freddy's attack, he was actually tied to the hip with Toy Bonnie, beyond close enough for the unfortunate Toy see all the little imperfects in the animatronic's design.

The tiny spatters of blood on his needle teeth.

The shifting creaks and groans of his makeshift metallic plating.

The indents that decorated his brownish red and sliver grey paint coat

Yet, it was the eyes that caught Toy Bonnie's attention.

An angry brownish orange with a hit of yellow, but unlike nearly all the other animatronics encountered in this place, Molten Freddy possessed no pupils.

No window to the soul. . .because he didn't have one, being nothing more than an aggressive attack dog.

Supressing her pain, as best she mentally could, Toy Bonnie tried to wrestle the shotgun out of Molten Freddy's other claw, but he instantly tightened his grip as though he knew what she intended to do with it.

A smart attack dog, but an attack dog all the same.

Toy Bonnie groaned in agony she felt the animatronic's teeth sink deeper into her right shoulder.

BASH!

Then, suddenly, the teeth were wrenched out, as was the claw that tore at her right hip.

Immense pain swiftly followed, and Toy Bonnie swore she saw darkness begin to circle her vision as she staggered forward.

However, she saw why Molten Freddy was suddenly not attacking her anymore.

"FUCKING DIEEEE!" Toy Freddy roared defiantly as he repeatedly slammed both fists into Molten Freddy's eyes, aiming to break them both and hopefully render the animatronic blind.

By the sheer force of his body slam he had managed to knock Molten Freddy off Toy Bonnie entirely and get him on the floor, wrestling with it.

Maybe he could even tear the molten bear's ears off to make it deaf, if he got the chance.

Molten Freddy however never intended to give him a second chance.

Having quickly wised up to just what was going on the animatronic bear immediately began to overpower the Toy, threatening to snap its mouth forward and rip into his face.

Molten Freddy's claws stuck home though, the sharp points digging in deep on Toy Freddy's arms, leaving nasty gashes behind that quickly bled red.

Yet, Molten Freddy's mechanised howls of rage carried an undertone of delight: as though the mechanical beast was indeed capable of emoting beyond its primeval instincts.

Amidst Toy Freddy's pained grunts through gritted teeth, as he fought to repress the instinctive urge to scream out: Molten Freddy only appeared to have its eyes set on Toy Bonnie.

She knew why, or at least she could guess. . .it wanted to finish her off.

Toy Freddy was just an obstacle in the way; one that Molten Freddy easily battered aside, before Toy Bonnie could intervene.

The pain from her lower right side and shoulder were white hot, her muscles screamed at her to stop but she couldn't allow herself to stop.

"Mmmm!" she groaned through gritted teeth, as she stumbled forward, gripping the shotgun tightly in her left hand which trembled as pain whacked her body.

Darkness continued to circle around her vision, and she felt the unwanted feeling of exhaustion creeping through her pained muscles.

She knew or rather believed the cause to be blood loss, but then again, she had been constantly active ever since she and the other Toys had arrived in this dreamworld.

It only had been a few minutes, or had an hour already passed, in truth it felt it had been a year and more since coming here.

The horrific sights, the unpleasant smells and the terrible soul gripping sounds all carried the makings of a nightmare she could not wake up from.

BASH!

CRACK!

Just then, Toy Freddy delivered a clean upper cut punch to Molten Freddy's lower jaw, causing both set of its metallic teeth to smash against together, creaking a sharp cracking sound that caused the animatronic to shudder in pain.

"SHOOT THE BASTARD!" he screamed in determination and pain, as Molten Freddy roared in open delight, their voice going somewhat high pitched amidst their excitement.

THUD!

The sound of heavy ominous footsteps approaching could be heard over the fighting and screaming.

Forcing herself to concentrate by mentally pushing away her exhaustion, Toy Bonnie brought her shotgun up and aimed straight at Molten Freddy's face.

"TOY FREDDY, DUCK!"

Toy Freddy punched Molten Freddy's head upwards as he ducked, Toy Bonnie aimed and fired.

GRAB!

BANG!

Shrapnel flew and the shot killed Molten Freddy outright, well. . .it should have killed him, had Toy Bonnie's aim not been thrown off by suddenly being grabbed.

A large rubber hard hand tightened around Toy Bonnie's waist, threatening to crush both her ribs and hips as she was lifted off into the air.

A shadow hovered above Toy Freddy; he glanced upwards, but the shadow's identity was never in doubt.

"Well, well, well; it looks like we're having our own private party down here!" Music Man chuckled mischievously, but with a degree of ominousness whilst playfully shaking Toy Bonnie in his grip like a ragdoll.

"Is there room for one more?" he asked, sounding both amused and unhinged.

A low and mechanical growl sounded nearby, and Toy Freddy instinctively turned to see Molten Freddy, strung out across the edge of the ball pit with his lower half being a mass of muscular coiled wires stretched across the floor like a snake.

The shrapnel blast had ripped away the left side of his face, leaving a mangled mess of severed wires and metallic joints and faceplates that was once his left ear, eye, cheek and jaw.

"Aaaaaarrrrgggghhhhh!" he roared, clearly down, but unfortunately not out as he steadily twisted onto his front and rose up like an enraged serpent.

Music Man turned to face Toy Bonnie, who had managed to retain her shotgun, bringing it up, being this close she couldn't possibly miss his big black eyes.

Yet, she didn't manage to fire as she felt the gun be knocked out of her hands by Music Man's thumb, falling into the ball pit with a slight thud.

"You are not getting a second chance sugarplum, I am!" Music Man hissed maliciously, dropping his playful manner as he glared daggers at her.

"Having been nothing but blueprints for decades, we finally get our time in the spotlight!"

"But nothing about this place is real!" Toy Bonnie yelled back angrily, despite the resurgence of pain from her shoulder and hip wounds threatening to paralyse her entire left side.

Music Man, like all the other animatronics in this mashup of a pizzeria weren't real. They were just recreations based on old blueprints that the Nightmares had brought into the dreamworld. They only understood the world on how the Nightmares had based their respective personalities.

Then again, seeing how they obeyed the Nightmares unquestioningly, the term 'puppet' felt more appropriate, and it wouldn't take much to make the scrapped animatronics hate their supposed enemies.

"It is real enough for me and hearing you scream will be a musical delight!" Music Man remarked giddily, before he began to squeeze tightly around Toy Bonnie's waist.

"My little toy, we are going to make sweet music together for a very long time!"

CRACK!

White hot pain erupted with the snap of one of Toy Bonnie's ribs; her agonised cries echoed loudly throughout the room.

"AAAARRRRRHHHHHH!"

Toy Freddy tore his gaze away from Molten Freddy to gaze upwards at Music Man torturing Toy Bonnie and he saw red.

Rage, an all consuming red!

With gritted teeth, his eyes narrowing with murderous anger, Toy Freddy raised his bleeding right arm.

He ignored the aggressive growls of the approaching Molten Freddy, as well as his own pain from heavily scratched arms; focusing all his attention on the overhanging lighting struts, especially those directly above Music Man.

SNAP!

Both Music Man and Toy Bonnie glanced up at the growing sound, immediately seeing the falling array of lighting struts; heavy steel weights gaining momentum as they fell, becoming a shower of mini anvils.

Music Man couldn't manage to dodge all of them; being too big.

Several of the lighting struts impacted his left side, heavily scratching his body paint and creating gashes that penetrated his glossy white metallic shell.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" he roared, both in a mixture of anger and pain; his mechanical shrieks appeared to stretch his voicebox; all the while the avalanche of lighting struts continued unabated.

His two left legs were semi crushed with a single lighting strut. The hit alone forcibly bending the metallic limbs inwards and causing Music Man to lose his balance, swaying wildly as he fought to steady himself.

Toy Bonnie meanwhile fought to repress her instinctive urge to scream in terror, forcing herself to focus on breaking free of Music Man's grip. Grabbing his gloved fingers she frantically pulled back against them, gradually lessening the pressure being applied against her bruised ribs.

"Come on!" she urged through gritted teeth, trying her best to ignore the multi of pain emitting from her left shoulder, left hip and ribs.

"Loosen your bloody grip!"

Toy Freddy remained focused on bringing down as many lighting struts as he could envision, he would tear down the entire roof if he could; all the while listening to Music Man's constant wailing.

Slither!

Toy Freddy knew Molten Freddy was snaking his way through the chaos, ignoring several of the lighting struts which landed in the ball pit, resulting in waves of plastic balls flying everywhere.

SLITHER!

"I'm sorry Bonbon," Toy Freddy muttered regrettably; feeling a malicious shadow fall over him; yet he kept his right arm raised, continuing to pull down lighting struts, tiles, anything that was connected to the ceiling.

"Dammit!" he swore under tense breath, as he turned to face the metallic bear snake monstrosity.

"You don't know when to quit do you?" he remarked with much scorn, his blue eyes having gone dark with anger as he glared up at the animatronic horror.

"AAARRRRHHHH!" Molten Freddy hissed angrily; the shattered left side of his face sagged downwards; whilst his right retained its menacing bloodthirsty expression.

Sections of ceiling were coming down hard, leaving behind sizeable holes through which nothing but pitch darkness could be seen.

Molten Freddy appeared to pause for a moment, as though examining Toy Freddy with some degree of genuine curiosity.

The molten bear and snake like appearance coupled with his apparent aggressive nature caused Toy Freddy to briefly wonder how Molten Freddy was ever conceived as being 'child friendly'?

What kind of manager would want this metallic horror crawling around their pizzeria?

Then again, Fazbear Entertainment tended to create unthinkable projects, only to either carry them through to completion on pride alone; or ruthlessly shelve them without any consideration to the chaos left its wake.

"Given how Fazbear Entertainment has treated us both, I guess we were both designated for the scrapheap," Toy Freddy remarked coldly; keeping his focus centred on Molten Freddy as the latter emitted a low hostile growl.

As he remained focused on Molten Freddy, Toy Freddy slightly extended his left arm out to some nearby bent lighting struts that were scattered about on the floor.

They trembled as they were steadily pulled forward, creating a skidding sound.

"You'll go first though," Toy Freddy whispered sharply, flickering his right hand forward and quickly pulling the lighting struts along.

Within an instant, three things happened, seemingly all at once.

First off Molten Freddy lunged forward, using his coiled wired arms to pounce like a beast; his misshaped mouth opening wide like a maw lined with sharp jagged metal teeth.

Second, Toy Freddy threw those several lighting struts he held within his power in his own direction: flying towards him as heavy weights, gaining momentum.

Thirdly, the previous two actions directly collided with eachother.

Granted it wasn't Toy Freddy's original intention to caught up in his own attack as collateral damage; but he didn't have much time to feel regret as his back and chest were hit by the simultaneous impact of Molten Freddy and the lighting struts slamming into him.

Falling sections of the ceiling added to the chaos as in slow motion both Freddies were entrapped within a large pile of rubble.

In real time Toy Freddy only saw a lone lighting strut fly over his head and punch through Molten Freddy's right ear and arm before darkness rapidly took him. . .cutting of the metallic aggressive howls of Molten Freddy.

Another piece of rubble of the ceiling fell, crashing directly onto the back of Music Man, the heavy impact caused him to stagger forward, falling into the ball pit.

Although with its floor now being level with the rest of the room, Music Man didn't plummet into a hole, as much as Toy Bonnie wished that he would.

Yet, she had seen Toy Freddy's action, suddenly burying himself within metal and rubble and she couldn't stop herself from screaming out agonisingly.

"TOY FREDDYYYY!"

The massive tangle of wires that formed Molten Freddy's lower half twitched its many individual ends twisting in all directions before gradually slowing.

"LET ME GO!" Toy Bonnie howled, viciously scratching and tearing at Music Man's fingers.

THUD!

WOOSH!

SCRATCH!

The sudden whoosh of air passing by briefly caught her attention as Toy Bonnie gazed up at Music Man.

A lighting sturt had just partially hit his face, breaking of his pink coloured nose and craving into his mouth, splitting it apart.

Yet his chest had taken the brunt of the hit; the plates being semi crushed, swinging open and revealing his dented torture chamber of bent hellish instruments.

His once manic smile now formed a shattered frown with many missing teeth alongside his downward eyebrows and when he spoke, his voice constantly shifted from deep to high pitched; repeating words over or dragging out the pronunciation.

"Som. . . some rott. . . .en. . . .par. . . .par. . .party trickkkkkkk!" he shrieked angrily.

"Youuuuuuu pla. . .pla. . .play dirttyyyyyyyy!"

Rubble continued to fall from the ceiling, leaving behind more holes that revealed the pitch blackness of the dark beyond.

Toy Bonnie didn't reply, but growl back at Music Man with cold murderous eyes as though she was trying to cause him to self-destruct with a penetrating look.

"Awwwwwwwww, su. . .sug. . .sugarplum," Music Man mockingly remarked, his mangled expression briefly shifting back to a more jovial demeanour.

"You thinkkkk that cut. . .cutesy. . .look will do an. . .an. . .anything?"

As the room became more dilapidated, the walls appeared to close inwards, shirking in size, well it felt like it was. . .retracting.

A wire like whip slithered out of Music Man's damaged chest cavity, before quickly wrapping itself around Toy Bonnie's left leg, squeezing tightly.

"Youuu however, st. . .still have a da. . .da. . .date with my funhouseeeeeee!" Music Man brokenly crackled, briefly gazing upward at the high raised ceiling an-

Wait. . .why did the ceiling look considerably faraway?

As Music Man quickly glanced around himself, he realised why the room had shrunk.

The ball pit floor was descending ever downwards as its inner walls closed in.

Plastic coloured balls began to fall back into the pit, with the amount rapidly tumbling in, it became a waterfall of colour.

As the balls rapidly pooled around Music Man, rising like a sea, he sensed a wave of heat flow through them.

He looked at Toy Bonnie, still firmly held in his grip, but now she was smiling, yet her expression remained cold, with one of her hands stretched out downwards, propelling the ball pit floor to descend.

"Your song has ended; it is back to drawing board for you Music Man." She remarked ominously as the air increasingly became hot and unpleasant.

"You're too much of a manic for the kids."

"WHATTTT. . .AR. . .AR. . .ARE YOU DOINGGGGGG!" Music Man yelled ragefully, amidst his panic.

"Lighting up the show. . . "

She snapped her fingers.

WOOSH!

In an instant, the entire ball pit burst into open flames from corner to corner with the temperature rising ever higher.

The ravenous flames immediately began to consume Music Man as the surrounding walls began to take on a thin tint of red.

The entire ball pit was being turned into an oven and the only way out was up.

Music Man with his crippled and crushed legs, only had one functioning arm left and he was using it to hold onto Toy Bonnie.

Music Man screamed in pain, his voice being a deep electric shriek as he twisted and turned amidst the flames, desperately seeking any means for escape.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

Whilst his desperation was undeniable, so equally was his vengeful anger, his big black eyes glaring daggers at Toy Bonnie.

"YO. . . YOU. . .WRETC. . .WRETCHED. . .BIT. . .BITCHHHH!" he roared, before repeatedly slamming her against one of the nearby walls.

THUD!

"YOU'LL. . .BUR. . .BURNNNN IN HE. . .HERE. . .WITH. . .M. . .MEEE!"

THUD!

"YOU'LL NEV. . .NEVERRRRR WAKE U. . .PP FROM TH. . .THISSSSSS NIGHTMARE!"

THUD!

CRACK!

Upon hitting the wall again directly face on, Toy Bonnie felt her nose crack, breaking inwards and feeling a rush of blood run down the back of her throat.

Yet for all Music Man's desire for vengeance, it couldn't overcome his more entrenched need to escape the pit.

The plastic balls had by now melted, becoming a boiling liquidised sticky pool that released an overpowering order of burning plastic.

With Music Man moving rapidly in a confined space, he sent waves of the liquid washing up the walls, making them even more sticky.

With a final heavy thud, Music Man slammed Toy Bonnie against the wall, the hot sticky substance stuck to her clothes, firmly holding her in place.

"AAAAHHHH!" Music Man continued to wail in agony as he desperately started to scramble up the walls with his sole functioning hand as his lower half began to melt and disintegrate.

Toy Bonnie felt her entire back erupt with white hot pain, she gritted her teeth as she openly cried; unable to repress the agony that washed over her body.

"Mmmmmm!" she groaned, barely holding back a soul wrenching scream.

"Climb out, climb out!" she willed to herself.

The distance between the ball pit floor and the top was considerable, it had to be to prevent Music Man from getting an easy means to simply climb out of the firetrap.

Yet this wasn't how she originally planned to escape; it had been a case of dreaming up an heatproof escape ladder whilst Music Man burned to death.

However, no plan survives first contact with the enemy.

Yet, that didn't mean it still wasn't an option.

Mentally fighting against the continuous rush of pain sweeping over her senses, Toy Bonnie tired to imagine such a ladder right next to her.

Once in place she could just grab it and climb right out.

"FOCUS, COME ON, THINK OF A DAMM LADDER!" she mentally yelled at herself, all the while, the strong smell of burning plastic began to make her feel lightheaded.

"HELP TOY FREDDY, RESCUE HIM, TOY CHICA AND BALLOON BOY, YOU CAN'T LEAVE WITHOUT THEM!"

The darkness continued to circle her vision, gradually consuming her vision as it moved inward.

"A ladder. . .imagine. . .a ladder."

Her hearing began to become muffled and the vision of Music Man howling in agony as he fell apart under the intense heat, frantically scrambling against the nearby walls in a vain attempt to pull himself out became hazy and unfocused.

"Imag. . .ine. . .a lad. . .dder," Toy Bonnie openly muttered as she slumped forward; her mental focus slipping away, as memories rushed by her mind's eye.

Her left fingers brushed past something hard. . .and metallic.

Move!

Toy Bonnie fell forward, swinging leftward as she gripped the left pole of the ladder, she had miraculously conjured into being.

She semi slammed into it, but instinctively grabbed the right pole, before quickly finding her feet on its metallic steps.

Forcing herself out of her haze, Toy Bonnie focused on rapidly climbing upwards, trying her best to ignore the searing pain emitting from her back.

Being constructed of metal and connected to what was essentially now a fire pit; Toy Bonnie could feel the metallic surface of the ladder begin to heat up.

It wouldn't be long before enough heat conduction had occurred for the ladder to turn red hot.

Panting heavily to force air back into her lungs, Toy Bonnie clambered up the steps, nearing the top of the pit; all the while she could hear the agonising electronic howls of Music Man as he desperately sought an exit.

In his madden pain fuelled rage brought on by the bubbling hot liquidised plastic which continued to consume his body; Music Man hadn't noticed the ladder. . .yet.

"Mmmm, shit, that really hurts!" Toy Bonnie cursed, gritting her teeth as she felt a surge of pain erupt from her left shoulder wound, her affected muscles cramping and refusing to move.

"Come on, you can damm well done, for Toy Freddy at least!" she told herself, although her determination didn't affect the agony searing out of her left shoulder.

The more her mind focused on the pain the worst it became and now her left hip was also playing up, as blood continued to leak through the part of her clothes were already soaked in blood.

SLAM!

The ladder suddenly shock, swaying in its holdings.

Toy Bonnie didn't need to look down, she immediately knew the cause, but she instinctively did anyway.

"THE. . .RE YOUUUUU AR. . .E SUG. ..G. . .GARPLUMMMM!" Music Man vengefully called out, the venom in his broken words being beyond all doubt.

His sole functioning arm had been stripped down to the bare endoskeleton limb; save for the melted strips of white pinkish shell which still clung to the limb.

The lone endoskeleton hand tightly gripped one of the lower ladder steps as Music Man frantically began to climb.

As he pulled himself out of the melted plastic pool only most his upper half remained; bar his two front legs.

Deformed semi melted metal casing covered his body and trailing out the bottom of his chest captivity hung opened ended wires and disfigured gears all glowing red hot and mincing bloody human inwards.

"Sh. . .sh. . .shaky. . .shakyyyyy!" Music Man cheered angrily as the ladder shock violently from side to side; undermining Toy Bonnie's grip as she desperately struggled to maintain her grip.

THUD!

The ladder creaked heavily each time Music Man jumped up and gripped a new step. Despite being literally one handed, the malfunctioning and half destroyed animatronic was able to cover a lot of ground, quickly closing the gap between him and Toy Bonnie.

The ladder creaked again, only now it was bending away from the wall, seeming to learn forward and Toy Bonnie could see the outcome of it snapping free.

"HO. . .P. . .HOP. . .LIT. . .LIT. . .LITTLE. . .BU. . .NNY. . .H. . .OP!" Music Man jeered callously, as the ladder continued to tilt away, greatly stressing its supports.

"FUCK OFF!" Toy Bonnie yelled, straining her arms and legs to keep moving; ignoring the pain from her muscles which screamed in protest.

The ladder continued to bend forward, its supports which kept it blotted to the wall strained heavily under the combined weight of Toy Bonnie and Music Man.

CREAK!

THUD!

CREAK!

THUD!

Breathing heavily and trying her best not to panic, Toy Bonnie could feel the vibrations travel g through the ladder growing stronger as Music Man closed the distance between them.

She was nearly at the top though, only a few steps away and-

SNAP!

The loud metallic snap signalling the disconnection between the ladder and its support made Toy Bonnie's heart leap up into her throat.

"NO!"

Scrambling upwards under pure instinct, Toy Bonnie reached the top of the ladder as it began to fall away from the wall, rapidly gaining speed.

Gripping the top struts with her hands and quickly getting herself into a sitting position; Toy Bonnie leapt forward across the widening gap.

She felt the ladder fall away completely behind her, tumbling into the hot bubbling melted multi coloured plastic.

Taking Music Man with it.

Toy Bonnie didn't have any time to listen to his agonised screams as he was fully consumed by the melted plastic which mimicked molten lava.

She hit the floor, well half of her did, with lower half falling over the side; her hips and legs immediately impacting the heated walls.

"Mmmm!" she hissed, flinching as she felt the intense heat burning her legs.

She scrambled forward, pulling herself fully onto the floor.

Ahead of her Toy Bonnie could see the mashed pile of lighting struts with the countless coils of wires of Molten Freddy wrapped around it.

The fact that Molten Freddy's wires were no longer moving indicated his demise.

Toy Freddy was somewhere inside; buried amongst the rubble.

"I'm coming Toy Fre-"

SLAM!

GRAB!

A red hot pain surged up her right leg and suddenly Toy Bonnie was sharply dragged backwards.

She didn't need to look back, she just knew.

"COM. . .E A. . .ND B. . .URN WI. . .TH M. . .E!" Music Man screamed vengefully, tightly gripping onto Toy Bonnie's right leg, threatening to crush it.

With his sizeable weight and despite the broken state of his body, Music Man was easily dragging Toy Bonnie towards the pit's edge.

Suddenly being flipped over onto her back; Toy Bonnie could see a badly deformed Music Man.

His face and what else she could see of him was all charred and burnt. His metallic shell was fully stripped away, revealing the damaged endoskeleton form underneath.

Only his eyes remained significantly normal, those soulless black pupils bore murderous daggers into Toy Bonnie's skull.

Toy Bonnie instantly started kicking furiously away at his face, his sole functioning arm, hitting anything she could see to make him loosen his grip.

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST FUCKING DIE!" she howled, brutally bashing her foot away at Music Man's left eye, firmly crushing it against the back of its socket and cracking it open.

Yet nothing could stop her slide over the edge.

"When. . .I'm. . .he. . .here you'll pl. . .play by my rul. . .rules!" Music Man jeered ominously, allowing his own weight to win the struggle for him.

Toy Bonnie felt her legs go over the edge; she could just see bubbling molten multicoloured plastic churning below her with the red hot walls surrounding it.

It was an idealised picture of a gateway to hell.

SNAP!

Something heavy passed in front of Toy Bonnie, moving too fast to be seen clearly and suddenly the pull on her right leg disappeared in an instant.

The weight dragging her down vanished, but she quickly realised why.

The object had been a light strut, and it had come crashing down on Music Man, severing him from his sole remaining arm.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Hellish screams erupted from the pit as Music Man was finally devoured by the molten plastic, breaking down and disintegrating under the intensity of the heat.

Toy Bonnie quickly kicked Music Man's lifeless endo arm off her right leg; it harmlessly tumbled over the edge and into the fiery pit.

GRAB!

Something firm grabbed Toy Bonnie's shoulders from behind, quickly pulling her backwards and away from any further danger.

Glancing upwards Toy Bonnie immediately found the originator to be Toy Chica.

A bloodied, wounded, limping, but still alive Toy Chica, covered in cuts and small red and blackish bruises that peppered her exposed skin.

"It's ok. . .I got you. . .Bonbon," she said reassuringly, but the pained exhaustion in her voice was clear.

"Toy Chica, thank God!" Toy Bonnie yelled both in euphoria and overwhelming relief, forcing herself to stand and bring Toy Chica into a bear hug.

She ignored the pain flowing from her bruised ribs; she didn't care, being beyond happy to see a friendly face.

What had passed over the last several minutes had felt like a near eternity and she was only now

processing it.

"I am beyond relieved to see you alive!" Toy Bonnie squealed, feeling giggly with excitement.

When Toy Chica responded, she had to pause for lack of breath, evidently having tired herself out.

"I saw you escape, but then I. . .saw you get grabbed again. . .so I brought down. . .another lighting strut."

She gasped again for air, leaning heavily against Toy Bonnie and resting her head on the Toy's shoulder.

"I want to burn. . .this damm. . .wretched hellhole. . .to the ground," Toy Chica muttered coldly, but her tiredness shone through, and it was only then that Toy Bonnie noticed the heavy blood stain by her right ear.

Suddenly, the reality forced itself back into Toy Bonnie's mind.

"Toy Freddy!" she yelled, turning in the direction of the metal pile and quickly leading Toy Chica towards it, who staggered after her.

"Quick, we need to get him out!" Toy Bonnie insisted as she immediately began to shove aside twisted metal and rubble fragments.

Suddenly, as though a lightbulb had been turned on in her brain, she recalled the two animal inspired animatronics.

She turned to Toy Chica and asked in a worried tone.

"Wait, where are Pigpatch and Orville Elephant?!"

Toy Chica gave her counterpart a small reassuring smile, whilst she continued to dig into the pile, pausing only for breath.

"When you and Toy Freddy distracted Music Man. . .and that metallic Freddy serpent, I lured those two into the house of mirrors. . .and brought it down on them both. . .it was death by a thousand glass shards."

Toy Bonnie quickly glanced over in the direction of the House of Mirrors. Her sight revealed a broken and twisted mass of metal and glass.

The remaining structure barely resembled a house, it was just a mound of wreckage.

Amongst the rubble, sticking out at odd angles were parts of both Pigpatch and Orville Elephant; smashed, disfigured, broken, a few severed components were still twitching.

Given the clamour sounds generated by her life and death battle with Music Man, it was no wonder that Toy Bonnie didn't hear anything else.

"They talked a lot, distracting eachother. . .so I was able get the drop on them both," Toy Chica remarked sounding satisfied with her achievement as whilst she quickly pulled aside scraps of metal and rubble.

"Good, two less enemies to worry about," Toy Bonnie muttered with much relief; whilst pulling aside a large piece of twisted metal, properly one half of a lighting strut.

The act created a hole in the pile wide enough for both Toys to peer into and see Toy Freddy, his eyes were closed, and he was covered in dust.

"Oh god, please be alive!" Toy Bonnie pleaded as she desperately grabbed hold of his shoulders and pulled hard to drag him out.

She could feel tears building up in her eyes and her heart feeling like it was forcing its way up her throat.

"Careful, if he's unconscious then we shouldn't move him too suddenly," Toy Chica added nervously, sounding as though she was getting her breathing under control at last. She helped to pull Toy Freddy free of the rubble by firmly holding onto his right shoulder, whilst Toy Bonnie took hold of his left.

Toy Chica could feel herself beginning to shake the more she took in Toy Freddy's appearance.

His dust covered hair, closed eyes, the fact that he wasn't moving at all; it only gave strength to her anxiety and knowing Toy Bonnie's feeling for him, Toy Chica could sympathise with her own worries.

Once he was fully out, both Toys checked for his breathing and pulse; Toy Bonnie covering the former, while Toy Chica took on the latter.

It was hard to tell, what was a real pulse and intake of breath and not one that was conjured up by wishful thinking.

Toy Chica pressed her bruised fingers hard against Toy Freddy's right wrist, trying to focus on any sensation.

She felt something push back, before disappearing, then reappearing again, it was faint, but there was a constant rhythm.

She waited several moments longer; just to make absolutely sure she wasn't misreading, but in the end, it was clear Toy Freddy had a pulse.

He was alive. . .but only just.

"I got a pulse!" Toy Chica exclaimed, she didn't care how loud she sounded, she was simply too relived to care.

"I can feel his breath, he's still here!" Toy Bonnie cried, practically hugging Toy Freddy's neck, but her joy felt hollow by the fact of how close the elder Toy had come to death.

Even if he was alive, it didn't necessarily mean he'll wake up anytime soon.

With the absence of all enemies, the room held a tense silence save for the bubbling sounds of the nearby molten plastic pit.

"Come on, let's get him out of here and try to find BB before we rejoin the others," Toy Bonnie stated, beginning to holster Toy Freddy up by the left shoulder; with Toy Chica doing the same.

"Mmmm!" Toy Bonnie hissed, feeling a sharp stab of pain rippled up her left shoulder due to the fresh wound left by Molten Freddy when he had attempted to rip her apart.

"Actually, let's quickly change sides," she added hastily to which Toy Chica immediately agreed with, swapping places in a near instant.

"Ok, where would be BB be?"

Beyond the room itself, the sounds of fighting and screams, a mixture of both human and animatronic drifted heavily through the hole in the wall made earlier by Music Man.

The sounds caught Toy Chica's attention, but Toy Bonnie gazed into the metal pile which Toy Freddy had been pulled out of.

Within the hole they had craved, laid the broken remains of Molten Freddy, his face almost bifurcated by a metal rod having been plunged straight between his eyes.

The rest of him, what could be seen of his upper chest appeared to be impaled by multiple metal struts. His left arm lay mangled, almost shattered, with his razor sharp claw all curled up into a ball like a dead spider.

"I can see a lot of confrontation taking place around some semi crumbled stone dome," Toy Chica muttered observantly; her focus centring on the large cluster of possessed prop suits and animatronics all bitterly fighting eachother in front of half destroyed stone dome that stood within the centre of the main room.

"That'll be where Freddy and the others are no doubt," Toy Bonnie remarked hopefully; her body was still reeling from the pain it had been inflicted.

She cast her gaze around the room, trying to find some lead on BB's whereabouts.

"Still, let's find BB first," she declared firmly.

"Yeah, agreed, but where to start, the last place we saw him had him hanging from a vent duct for dear life," Toy Chica replied worryingly, adjusting her grip on Toy Freddy for a stronger grip.

"We'll rip this place apart to find him, no Toy gets left behind," Toy Bonnie answered firmly, turning to face her Toy counterpart, Toy Chica mirrored the act.

"Never have and never will Bonbon," she replied encouragingly.

"Now, how about w-"

RATTLE!

A sudden metallic grinding noise erupted from somewhere ahead of them, above the funhouse.

A short distance above its roof, lay a vent duct, blocked by steel bars.

Gripping said bars and furiously pulling against them was Balloon Boy, although he was largely obscured by the metal grate his mannerism was one of near complete panic.

His terrified tone certainly carried that demeanour.

"BONBON, TOY CHICA, HELP ME, I HAVE GOT DEE DEE ON MY DAMM TAIL!"

"SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME AND I HAVE HIT A DEAD END!"

"WE'RE COMING BB, HANG ON TIGHT!" Toy Bonnie yelled, before instinctively reaching into metal pile and with a sharp pull detached Molten Freddy's left claw.

"Here, grab it!" she shouted, quickly throwing the claw to Toy Chica who luckily caught it in one hand.

"Is this an animatronic claw!" she exclaimed, only realising what she had actually caught.

Suddenly, Toy Bonnie charged forward, and Toy Chica was forced to keep up, less Toy Freddy be pulled between the two of them.

"Use it to cut through the netting on the fun house's roof!" Toy Bonnie shouted whilst she neared fun house entrance.

"Can't we just use lucid dreaming to bend the vent grate open for BB from here instead?" Toy Chica replied with

"It would work much faster!"

"I like it, but I have a better idea; it involves getting rid of Dee Dee via using the fire pit!"

Both elder Toys quickly disappeared from Balloon Boy's sight, darting towards the funhouse which lay directly underneath his field of vision.

"HURRY!" he screamed, rattling vigorously against the bars, they didn't look particuarly thick, giving him enough gaps to see through, but their appearance was depictive.

It didn't matter if he raised his voice, the route he had been crawling down lately didn't provide any secondary vents to crawl down and hide.

Dee Dee, or rather Nightmare Foxy possessing Dee Dee's body was tracking him down the only accessible avenue of escape.

Only it wasn't an escape route.

Perhaps the Nightmare had been deliberately hounding him into taking this route, knowing that it was a fatal dead end.

"I found youuuu!" came a feminine sadistic singsong voice from behind, with some childish giggling.

BB glanced back over his shoulder, immediately seeing the telltale green and fiery reddish brown eyes of the animatronic glaring back at him through the gloom.

She was a fair distance away, but that didn't matter, Dee Dee was fast, with only BB's adrenaline and instinctive drive to survive enabling him to maintain a shaky lead ahead of her.

"Caught like a rat in a trap!" Dee Dee giggled with an unbalanced demeanour.

SCRATCH!

The grating sound of Dee Dee's sharp claw hand scratching across the hard metallic floor created an ominous echo and spent chilis running up BB's spine.

When Dee Dee spoke again, the cold, demonic, but undeniable male voice of Nightmare Foxy came fluently forth from her own mouth.

"It's time to walk the plank and take you to Davey Jones's locker!"

The moving image of the Nightmare's sinister hook and sharp fang like teeth with his hellish orange reddish eyes manifested in BB's mind.

Dee Dee began to quickly crawl forward, lowering her head and revealing her pink head fan, with its triple blades spinning fast, returning to be a blur of pinkish white.

BUZZZZ!

Whenever they hit the sides, sparks flew in all directions with the surrounding walls scarred and heavily dent.

Metal cutting sharply through metal, there was no question in BB's mind of what it would do to flesh.

BUZZZZ!

"You can be a pir. . .ate pirate, but first you'll ha. . .ve have to lose an ey. . .e eye and an ar. . .m arm, yarg! Dee Dee spoke menacingly, but in Nightmare Foxy's voice breaking through, making the words even more ominous.

BUZZZZZ!

In desperation BB peered through the gaps in the grate, anxiously looking for any sign of Toys Chica or Bonnie.

Over the intense buzzing sound generated by Dee Dee's head fan, it was impossible to hear anything else.

BB tired to stick his right hand out, just managing to push it through a gap, but only getting as far as his elbow.

"I could try and lucid dream bending the bars, but do I have enou-"

"I have heard that it is possible for someone to survive without their frontal lobal," Dee Dee began, her singsong voice drawing BB's attention back to her, completely derailing his train of thought.

She had raised her head fan enough for him to clearly see her mixed coloured eyes, glaring directly at him.

Within the cramped space, the light from Dee Dee's unsettling eyes illuminated her face. Her ruffled mouse brown hair, pink checks, but particularly her deformed mouth with her twisted and jagged endo teeth.

She spoke curiously, but as always there existed an ominousness beneath her words.

"But I do wonder, if it is possible for someone to survive with their entire face sliced off?"

She resumed crawling forward, lowering her head fan; the sharp blades tearing along the vent's side like a buzz saw,

BUZZZZZZZZZ!

"It would make a gruesome attraction, perfect for Halloween. . .so let's find out!"

She charged forward. . .

Much like Dee Dee I always thought Music Man could be portrayed as more terrifying in the right circumstances; his voice lines in UCN give him a similar personality to Funtime Freddy; only the latter animatronic is more outright malicious amidst his unhinged manner.

I had originally planned on having the 'pit creature' been an unseen animatronic snake, but Molten Freddy with his various coils of wires fitted the bill.

This section of Fazbear Escape is drawing to a close, it's been a long while, but it is good to be back!

Thanks for reading and please review, I appreicate your thoughts.