I ended the transmission and looked at the control panel's keys, thinking of a plan.

"So, lass 'ow be ye goin' to pull this here off?" Foxy asked.

"That's a good question, Foxy," Freddy crossed his arms. "Because the only one who has access to dimensional travel is Goldie, but he's been chipped. So, using his control panel is far too dangerous, especially since the Drawkills may be using his room as a headquarters."

"And if I'm not mistaken, Goldie is the only one who can access his control panel," Bonnie added.

"Yeah, Noelle. Do you even know where Goldie's Control Panel Room is? Because I don't think we've ever shown you," Chica questioned.

Already thought of all of that. I smirked since I could agree with Trap; being underestimated was fun. I then switched to a more neutral approach as I turned and faced them. "It's simple really. I plan to kill two birds with one stone, and if I know Golden and the others, despite being chipped, they won't show the Drawkills their control rooms. So, we're safe for now, but that won't stop them from looking for us in their control rooms."

Chica looked at me, confused. "What do you mean?"

"First, we need to access Golden's Control Panel, and then we need to get Trap back on our side–"

"SPRINGTRAP!" Freddy cut me off angrily. "Why him of all people?"

I pursed my lips. I pray you can set aside your hatred, Freddy, or you won't like me later. I then closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Freddy, I know you hate Trap with a passion, but we'll stand a chance with him on our side." I looked him in the eyes. "After all, out of all of us here, he's the best fighter and likely strategist we have, being he's older than us. We need him. Besides, assuming whatever chip they implanted into everyone can gain access to their memories, getting Trap back should be our priority." I gestured to the room we were in. "This is his control room, not mine, and right now, we're simply lucky enough that he hasn't decided to come down here yet because he can whenever he feels like it."

"Aye, it be true." Foxy reluctantly agreed. "The scallywag 'as ne'er been caught fer 'is crime. 'e cunnin' I give 'im that, but 'e be slippery as an eel."

Bonnie hummed in agreement. "He is our best option for outsmarting the Drawkills, especially given our limited resources since we have to assume they have the run of everything." Implying the other locations rather than the outside world, as they are something everyone wants to avoid, given what could happen to them if things like the government got involved.

"Exactly," I said with a closed-eyed smile before giving them a deadpanned look. "Besides, I highly doubt we want one of the strongest killer animatronics down here to dismantle and massacre us."

When the last part was mentioned, the Original Main Four and the night guards either grimaced or looked terrified.

I smirked mentally. "So, here's what I need you all to do. First off, Freddy, you'll make sure the night guards don't cause trouble–"

"Wait, why do I have to watch them?" Freddy complained, cutting me off again.

I clenched my jaw but kept my composure as Trap had taught me. "Well, you're the only one they fear the most right now since Trap's not here, and the others are chipped. Besides, I need Bonnie, Foxy, and Chica for something else, so they can't keep them in line." I smiled menacingly; luckily, Freddy got the message and didn't say anything. "Anyway, Chica, I need you to man the door and let us back in." I looked at the night guards. "One of you help her." I then turned to Foxy and Bonnie. "As for you two, you're with me. I'll explain more on the way."

After a silent conversation between the Original Main Four, they and the night guards nodded in agreement.

I smiled. "Ok then, let's go." I headed for another tunnel and heard Foxy and Bonnie follow behind me.

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When we reached the surface, we appeared in the Toys' Basement since I was confident the Drawkills themselves were occupying the Originals' side of the building. While the other chipped animatronics roamed between the two. However, unlike the Originals' Basement, which was constantly used, the Toys' Basement wasn't, so there was less chance of running into anyone down here for now.

I turned to Foxy and Bonnie in a hushed tone. "I need you to wait for me near the Party Rooms, but I want you to be extremely careful since the Drawkills will be looking for you, so if you have to move, do it." I gave them a stern look, implying there was no room for argument. "I will use the ventilation to get to Golden's Control Room, then transfer access to Trap's. Afterward, I will look for Trap, lure him to the Party Rooms, and get him into one. From there, I'll deactivate him somehow, but I need both of you to help drag him back here and to the base. Got it?"

"Yarr," Foxy whispered with a frown on his face. "But why do ye need only two o' us? Springtrap be 'eavy if 'e be unconscious an' I ain't sure that we can drag 'im down 'ere fast enough, lass."

I pursed my lips and mentally apologized to Trap for again somewhat outing him even though he voluntarily agreed to help me with this little project of mine. "I wouldn't worry about it," I smiled nervously with a dismissive wave. "While Trap was offline, I may or may not have replaced many of his heavier parts with similar, more lightweight ones."

Bonnie blinked at the news but thankfully decided to get back on topic. "So, the plan is to lay low until you give the signal?"

"Basically," I nodded. "You'll be able to hear Trap's footsteps entering the room, which will be your signal to move," I confirmed, heading to one of the reachable hidden ventilation shafts in the basement and climbing inside. I quietly crept through the small, dark shaft, being very careful not to make a sound and mentally noting to start working on plans for overhauling the entire ventilation system later.

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Several minutes later, I made my way to where the ladder leading to the attic was supposed to be since, unfortunately, it ran on another set of ventilation shafts separate from the two main ones, and it would likely stay that way for many reasons, even after the overhaul. I jumped down from the shaft as I had to climb up and down a few places during my trek, which was tedious, given my height. Like a cat, I landed on my feet and cautiously looked around for any of the others before quietly pulling down the ladder and climbing up it. After I was safely in the attic, I pulled up the ladder and closed the door before heading to the far right corner, where I unlocked and opened the hidden door to Golden Freddy's Main Control Room. I looked around and saw his control panel near the center of the room. I walked over to it and unlocked it quickly, getting down to business. I started transferring access to Trap, but not before making it untraceable because while everyone had their own rooms for their panels, no one knew where these rooms were located unless shown.

The screen shows that the transfer has started.

I smiled. Good. Now, Golden can't stop the transfer even if he wanted to. I felt a presence behind me, so I quickly turned around and saw Golden. "Oh, right, I forgot you could sense when your panel's getting used." I mentally cursed myself for forgetting that detail, as Trap's panel didn't have that little feature, and looked at the door behind him. "Well then, I better get going," I quickly tried making a break for it.

Golden quickly stepped in front of me with a blank expression, blocking the only exit out. "You're not going anywhere. The bosses want to see you."

I stopped just out of grabbing distance and eyed him, trying to decide my next move. I cycled through my vision, such as thermal vision, to see if perhaps seeing through another creature's eyes could help. On one of them, likely a type of spirit or true sight, I saw Alfred chained up but struggling fiercely against the chains, which was likely him trying to fight the chip's control over him.

Please stop! I don't want to do this! I heard Alfred, or Golden, scream, my powers letting me listen to his thoughts. Please! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! He cried as it was apparent he couldn't do anything and was likely going to hurt me.

"No, Alfred, I'm sorry." I got into one of the many fighting stances I learned.

Alfred jolted, looking at me upon hearing my words.

I smiled reassuringly as I returned my vision back to normal. "I'll have to temporarily disable you for about a few hours. No hard feelings, right?"

Golden screeched and lunged at me, I ducked out of the way, but he grabbed my leg and slammed me into the wall before throwing me across the room.

I quickly righted myself, as Trap taught me, skidding across the floor. I slightly lessened some of the force before hitting the wall, which knocked the air out of my lungs for a second.

Golden then teleported in front of me and punched me in the stomach, causing me to gasp in pain and hunch over as I struggled to stay upright instead of crumpling to the ground like my body wanted to. "Any last words?" He asked emotionlessly.

I smirked and snapped my fingers, making Golden fall to the ground like a suit without an endoskeleton, which he is half the time except for the rare occasions where he uses it as he needs to do some heavy lifting. Luckily, the endoskeleton itself couldn't pack a killing punch since Golden had agreed to test some strength limiters, which only allowed him the strength of a child. While Golden can override the limiters with his powers, I drained half of them when he first grabbed me. Then, nearly all of it, when he punched me, which lessened the blow, so I'd likely only have severe bruising, which I could deal with as opposed to a punch backed up by his powers that would've definitely broken something despite it having the force of a kid's punch. Ignoring the pain, I looked up at Golden, making my smirk evident.

Golden frowned when he saw this, and combined with being unable to move, he tried teleporting away, but he couldn't. "What have you done to me?" He demanded in disbelief, glaring at me with dull, white, pinprick eyes.

I used the magic I drained from Golden and focused it on temporarily numbing the pain. "Simple, I did as I said I would and disabled you," I said, leaving out that I was reusing what I drained from him to lock his endoskeleton in place because while Golden's powers allowed him to physically move without an endoskeleton to begin with, it worked vice versa too. "Anyways, I must be off now." I straightened up, smiled, and walked toward the door.

"You know it's impossible to defeat them," Golden called behind me.

I stopped at the door, laughed, and glanced over my shoulder. "You should know by now, Golden, I make the impossible possible." I briefly noticed Golden's eyes light up to their standard color before reverting to a dull white. I closed the door and exited the attic, returning the ladder to its proper place. Quietly snuck around the building looking for Trap, I soon heard metal footsteps; only a few I knew lacked the lower leg portion of their costume, so taking a chance, I sought out the noise. As I got closer, I heard something dragging across the wall in the next corridor, and I knew two lines of animatronics with that kind of habit, but only one animatronic who did it, Trap. I walked into the next corridor and saw him dragging his hand across the wall a few feet before me. Trap stopped suddenly as he sensed my presence. I saw his left ear twitch slightly before he looked around to ensure no one else was nearby.

Trap sighed. "I let you go, and now, here you are. You know I can't let you escape a second time." He turned around, revealing his now somewhat dull, glowing purple eyes, signifying that Purple Guy was still in charge from our last encounter, though he seemed to be slowly losing the battle. "It wants me to cheque the basement, where I know you and the others are."

"I know that already, PG." I smiled. "But I need you to let the chip take over again."

PG scrutinized me for a couple of minutes. "Tch. I hope you know what you're doing, kid." He then let the chip take over.

I watched as Trap's eyes somewhat returned to normal. While he was still slightly disoriented from the rapid change of control, I smirked and looked into his eyes. Black eyes locked with dull silver-rimmed ones. "Hey, Trap, come and get me." A red pupil flicked to life, signifying Trap was in his Hostile Mode; he growled as I started running towards the Party Rooms with him giving chase.

"Do ye 'earrr anythin' lass?" Foxy asked.

Bonnie, whose ears were pressed against the wall, shook her head. "No, not yet."

"Arrr, what be grabbin' 'er so long? I be gettin' worried."

"Same here, but we have to trust her. She can take care of herself."

"I know, but the lass be like a younger siblin' to me."

"Yeah, she grows on you like that." Bonnie sighed. "I admit that I've seen her as my little sister ever since she helped me and my Dad repair our relationship." She admittedly absentmindedly. "But I haven't mentioned it to her."

"Perhaps ye should."

Bonnie hummed. "Perhaps, but it'll have to be later and after I talk to my dad if I ever get the chance." She said, knowing how hard it was to talk about such things with her father. Suddenly, her ears caught something and perked up.

"Do ye 'earrr somethin' lass?"

Bonnie nodded. "Yes, I hear someone panting and . . ." She listened carefully then heard *Clank* *Clunk* *Clank* *Clunk* ". . . I hear my Dad coming this way!" Bonnie glanced at Foxy. "Get ready," she turned her attention back to the footsteps as they got louder.

I ran into the nearest Party Room and quickly turned to see Trap casually walking into it.

Trap stared at me with a sinister look with his now dull silver-rimmed eyes. "You have nowhere to run, Noelle. You're trapped like a rat."

Ah, so the chip has gotten into their memories. That's annoying; luckily, Shadow mentioned they won't be able to tell the Drawkill my name or appearance due to her meddling, and they don't know about my abilities either, so I was safe for now. I thought idly as Trap charged and tried to punch me. I ducked, making him hit the wall instead and rupture a water pipe. While water is usually detrimental to anything electronic, unfortunately for me, Springtrap was unaffected, thanks to the upgrades I gave him. The only good thing that came out of this was that we fixed the water pipes ages ago, so they would automatically repair themselves, meaning there was no threat of flooding. However, there would be a large pool of water there until someone cleaned it up, which was unlikely as they'd run the risk of short-circuiting, or it dried naturally, which would take a while.

Trap growled and quickly grabbed me by the throat before I could get away. "Any last words before I kill you?" He tightened his grip.

I choked and frantically looked around for something to give me an upper hand when a plan came to mind involving the growing pool of water and the new power I'd been learning. "No, not really, but I still have a few shocking surprises for you, Trap," I pushed my hand into the enormous hole in the stomach area of his outer costume, right against his exposed endoskeleton. Channeling my powers, I sent a strong surge of electricity because while Trap was waterproof, he wasn't electricity resistant yet.

Trap dropped me and fell forward onto his hands and knees, shaking from the sudden electrical current going through his system.

I then heard footsteps and looked over at the entrance, where Bonnie and Foxy were, with horror on their faces as they watched the scene. Though Trap was mainly blocking my sight, I saw Foxy try stepping into the room to help me. "Don't come in!"

Foxy froze and looked at me with his yellowish-amber eyes filled with worry.

"You need to trust me on this."

Foxy seemed conflicted but stepped back when Bonnie tugged his arm.

Bonnie looked at me. "Ok, I hope you know what you're doing."

I smiled reassuringly before looking over at Trap, who had now realized what I was about to do. "Sorry, Trap, but you're in for the shock of your life," I smirked and electrocuted the water on the floor, electrocuting both of us. Trap let out a screech before falling onto the floor and deactivating as darkness took me.

Bonnie and Foxy watched in horror as Noelle and Springtrap were both electrocuted. While it seemed much longer, it only took a couple of seconds for the electricity to disperse, just as Noelle fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Foxy," Bonnie tugged his arm again. "We need to move them now," she said, worried that one of the others, or worse, a Drawkill, would come by to see what the noise was.

Foxy blinked out of his stupor and quickly registered Bonnie's words. "Yarr, with the screech Springtrap gave, everyone may be knowin' where we be." He entered the room with Bonnie.

Bonnie rushed over to Noelle and picked her up. Then she looked over at Foxy, realizing she couldn't help him as her hands were full. "Are you ok with carrying him by yourself?"

Foxy waved her off. "I be fine, lassie." He knelt down, grabbed Springtrap, and got into a position where he could easily support Springtrap's weight while walking. Though it was a little awkward, given the height differences, it was doable. "The lass be right about the scallywag bein' light," Foxy commented while walking/half dragging Springtrap.

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Bonnie and Foxy quickly took Noelle and Springtrap to the Toys' Basement, and when they got there, Bonnie kicked her foot against the wall where the door was supposed to be. "Chica, it's us, open the door."

After briefly verifying that Bonnie and Foxy were on the monitor, Chica opened the door just as instructed.

Bonnie and Foxy quickly entered Springtrap's Base with their charges as the door closed and disappeared behind them.

"Hey guys, how was the miss–" Chica looked up from the monitor and screeched when she saw a limp Noelle in Bonnie's arms. "OH, MY GOSH!"

Freddy ran into the room to see what the commotion was. "What's wrong–" He saw Noelle. "What happened?"

"I believe that the mission was a success, but . . ." Bonnie started to say but trailed off.

"But, the lass an' Springtrap were electrocuted," Foxy finished.

Chica hovered worriedly over Noelle, unsure of what to do. "Is she going to be ok?"

Bonnie pursed her lip. "I don't know."

Freddy sighed. "We're just going to have to wait and see guys." He pursed his lips as he glanced at Springtrap before refocusing on the overall situation rather than his personal grudge. "Let's set her down and put Springtrap somewhere."

"So, what was it?" Drawkill Freddy asked, looking at the group for their report about the loud screech they heard.

"It was Springtrap's screech, sir." Toy Freddy reported.

Drawkill Chica frowned, annoyed as she wanted more information than that. "Do you know why he was screeching?"

Toy Bonnie shook his head. "No, we don't know, ma'am. When we got there, Springtrap was gone."

Drawkill Foxy growled. "So, they took 'im."

"Yes, sir." Toy Chica confirmed.

"What about the others?" Drawkill Bonnie asked.

"Everyone else is accounted for, except for Golden Freddy," Mangle reported from her place on the ceiling.

Drawkill Freddy straightened up at the news. "Where's Golden Freddy then?"

"I doubt they took him, boss," Marionette reassured. "Golden Freddy's the strongest one here, but he must've intervened somehow, and she temporarily disabled him."

Drawkill Bonnie tilted his head in confusion. "She?"

Shadow Freddy nodded. "There aren't just animatronics here, boss. Springtrap's been known to keep non-animatronics in the pizzeria to either mess with or drive them insane."

"However, if you want to know about her. You should ask Golden Freddy; he would know more about her than us, but unfortunately, Springtrap knows her better than him." Shadow Bonnie added on.

Drawkill Bonnie groaned at the news and waved the group off. "Very well, then, all of you return to your posts now."

The chipped animatronics nodded before returning to their assigned posts, leaving only the Drawkills behind.

Drawkill Chica crossed her arms. "So, they had someone else helping them."

"Yarr, an' she be as slippery as an eel." Drawkill Foxy remarked.

Drawkill Bonnie looked at Drawkill Freddy. "What will we do with her when we find her, Freddy?"

Drawkill Freddy remained silent for a couple of minutes, debating what they should do. While killing this girl would be tempting, he had a better idea. "Perhaps we can use her. If what the others say is true, we could make her dismantle all those who oppose us." He smirked as more possible ideas came to mind.

Drawkill Chica giggled, catching on to her leader's train of thought. "And then no one will be able to stop us."

"Yarr, we would be invincible with 'er on our side." Drawkill Foxy remarked as he and the other Drawkills smiled deviously.

I sighed as I wandered through the darkness I was thrown in after I fell unconscious after electrocuting myself and Trap. While it wasn't the void that Trap and the others get thrown into when their vessels are damaged to the point of deactivation to relive their memories over and over again, it was still annoying to be here despite having worked on a few ideas while here including the framework of how to combat that computer chip. Now, all I needed was to get my hands on it once I regained consciousness, which I now sensed I was, and instantly became aware of the sounds and voices around me.

"She's been out for almost thirty minutes," Chica said worriedly.

That long? Huh, I guess that shock was stronger than I thought. I frowned. I'll have to work on my endurance later.

"Is the lass goin' to be ok?" Foxy asked.

Of course, I will be. I rolled my eyes. I've already been bitten by you and Mangle twice in the same week, clawed by Marionette, nearly killed by Trap on several occasions, and I live in a building full of killer animatronics. If I wasn't dead then, I wouldn't be now or anytime soon.

Freddy sighed. "We'll have to wait and see, guys, since that's all we do now."

Aren't you supposed to be encouraging, Freddy? Geez. It sounds like I already died.

"Yeah, guys, Freddy's right, but we also have to believe in her," Bonnie encouraged.

I sighed mentally. At least someone believes in me. Thanks, Bonnie. I decided to stop pretending to be unconscious, so I opened my eyes and sat up. My eyes quickly adjusted to the bright lights, and soon, I saw a very worried Original Main Four, who pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.

"You're ok!" Chica exclaimed.

"What were you thinking?" Freddy asked.

"Ye 'ad us worried," Foxy said.

"Don't do that ever again!" Bonnie yelled.

I gritted my teeth as they squeezed me where Golden had punched me in the stomach. "Guys." I choked out. "You're crushing me."

The Original Main Four immediately let go, saying sorry.

I waved them off despite the pain. "Guys, it's ok. I'm fine."

"That's good." Chica then got into my face with an angry expression. "So, was that part of your plan to nearly get yourself killed?"

I leaned back slightly, twitching at the flash of pain I felt. "No, I was perfectly fine. The electrical wire I pulled out of the wall was a low current on, so I was in no harm whatsoever." I smiled reassuringly despite the lie since Trap and I ensured that the water pipes and electrical wires were a safe distance apart so there wouldn't have been any wires for me to grab from the hole in the wall. Not to mention, the amount of lighting I used was more than a little shock since I had to force Trap to deactivate without frying him, and something like that would cause a normal person a whole slew of issues both long and short term, but good thing I wasn't exactly normal.

Bonnie sighed. "Good, but you scared us."

"Sorry about that." I gave them all an apologetic smile as I got up, again ignoring my throbbing stomach. "So anyway, where's Trap?"

Freddy gestured to the movable worktable, which, thankfully, hadn't broken as it wasn't exactly made to hold an animatronic's weight. "We placed him on the work table."

"Yarr, 'e be still out cold," Foxy added.

"Good." I glanced over Trap, noting the issues that needed to be fixed now and what I could put off. "Though, could you please leave? I need to get to work." I crouched down to grab my tools from the little storage space under the table as all but one of the Original Main Four left.

"He's going to be ok, right?" Bonnie asked.

I turned and gave her a smile. "Of course."

Bonnie lingered for a second more before heading to join the others.

Once she was gone, I sighed and took off Trap's mask, revealing his mummified human head. Man, am I glad I took care of his rotting corpse when I started with the prototype design, I thought to myself, cringing at the memory of how tedious and disgusting that task was. I then deactivated the realistic holographic corpse we chose to keep in his design, given his inevitable time in the Attraction approaching. In doing so, the computer chip everyone dreaded became visible, and it took me only a couple of minutes to get it out. "One thing down." I looked at the chip and then back at Trap. "And a lot more to go," I sighed to no one.

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An hour and a half later, I sighed as I finally finished checking all of Trap's mechanical systems and his coding for any changes the chip may have installed for the time it was in his endoskeleton before using the framework I made when unconscious to create a way to combat the chip. The program was made with universal and dimensional coding, which rarely anyone knows as that type of coding language is much more complicated. Still, it was also made with something only unique to me, an ever-changing code. The name of this code is self-explanatory, but it was used for two main reasons: one was so it could combat the Drawkills' chips even if they decide to change the coding, while the other was to prevent something like this from ever happening again. However, the program won't work if, say, the animatronics are supposed to be hacked or electronically controlled due to their story, as messing with a story is the last thing I want to do. I also took the time to make a transferable version of the program for Trap to use as he was the chief mechanic and technician for the others, and I'd prefer having help fixing who knows how many others. "Geez, that took a millennia off my life." I exaggerated as I did a final system check before reactivating Trap's holographic corpse and putting his mask back on. After seeing everything was fine, I reactivated him and stepped back, waiting for him to move, which didn't take long.

Trap groaned and put his hand on his head. "Ugh. What the bloody hell happened? I haven't felt this bad since childhood." He slowly sat up and took in his surroundings, relaxing when he saw he was in his base.

I smiled at him. "Sorry about that, Trap, but to be fair, you tried killing me again, and I had to electrocute myself, too, so we're pretty much even."

"Well, you did what you had to, and sorry about nearly killing you again," Trap shook his head before getting to his feet, which I was glad about as I didn't know how much more that table could take.

I waved him off. "It's fine. You weren't in control, but I'm sorry I brought them down here."

Trap sighed. "It's understandable, but they better not have done anything to my stuff."

"They haven't." I then heard the other animatronics walk into the room.

"Hey, Noelle is– Dad!" Bonnie exclaimed, noticing that Trap was awake. She then ran up and hugged him, causing Trap to stumble back against the table with a surprised look as he wasn't too fond of open affection, nor did he think Bonnie would actually hug him.

"Shiver me timbers." Foxy used his hook to lift his eyepatch. "Ye did it, lass!"

"Yay!" Chica cheered. "One less threat!"

"Good. That means Springtrap can watch the night guards while we figure out what to do next." Freddy said in a casual, authoritative, almost arrogant tone.

That made everyone look at him, many of them stunned that he had pulled the rank card right now, even though the rank system was still being worked on.

Bonnie quickly let go of Trap, who glared at Freddy.

"You're not in charge here, Freddy," Springtrap stated emotionlessly. "So you can't order me around or tell me what to do."

Freddy frowned. "I'm the third in command, so you must do what I say, Springtrap."

Trap's lips curled into a snarl as his eyes hardened. "No, I don't, Fredrick." He straightened up to his full height with a posture of proper authority and confidence. "I'm the third in command, and you're the fourth in command. Golden told me this himself."

"What?" Freddy's eyes widened in disbelief, but he knew Trap was telling the truth. Lying about such a thing would get him on a shorter leash, and everyone knew that. "But why you? You're evil."

"Tch. Because, unlike you, I know how to deal with a problem without being overwhelmed by it or it going to my head, so drop it, Freddy. You're not in charge here. Besides." Trap gestured to the room we were in. "This is my base, so what I say goes."

". . . why would my brother trust you and not me?"

I doubt this will be the last conflict between these two . . . I'd ask what my life has come to, but I already know. I sighed. "I don't know, Freddy, but that isn't important now." I clapped my hands. "Anyway, we need to continue with our plan now because I believe everyone is tired of waiting,"

Trap walked over to his control panel. "So, you've managed to get us access?" he asked, anticipating my plan as he unlocked it.

I hummed, making a mental note to have Trap check my injuries later. "Yeah, but I nearly ended up getting killed by Golden in the process."

"Wait, what?" Freddy looked at me, surprised. "My brother tried to kill you?"

I waved him off. "Yeah, along with Trap, but I'm fine."

"It looks like everything is here, Noelle. Now all you need to do is open the portals and the rifts," Springtrap said, changing the topic before Freddy could press me any further as he looked at the monitor.

I smiled. "Excellent, now let's get this show on the road, shall we?" I then pressed the 'Execute' button.

Suddenly, many animatronics and people started coming out of the temporarily opened portals and rifts and filing into the base.

{I'm actually surprised that this worked, Vincent.} Purple Guy commented in our shared mind.

{Yeah, Noelle's learned a lot from us even though she's been here for only a couple of years.} Springbonnie said fondly.

I smiled slightly. {I'm glad that you both agree, but still, I wonder what the future will hold for her.} I said as I watched as Noelle took charge of the war that the Drawkills started with us and the other dimensions.