#AND THEN GOLDEN FREDDY JUST WENT ITS ME

[puhpandas]

Garrett theory:

so you know how serial killers can be sentimental in a way? like theyll keep a trophy of their kill? i think thats why William kept Garretts plane.

why? i personally think that Garrett was Williams first kill. like ever. its so far from the Pizzeria. its in a random camping spot in the woods. it was so sudden. like it was a spur of the moment thing. he saw the opportunity and just. did it

and then we went as far as to keep the kids toy and give it to his own daughter. its horrible

but its JUST like Charlie Emily. im an Evan Afton was the first death believer, but Charlie can just as easily be. no matter what, Charlie was Williams first murder, and then he kept going.

with that in mind, lets look at the fact that Golden Freddy is inhabited by TOYSNHK. aka the movieverse Cassidy. that slot is filled.

Its Me appeared on the mirror in front of Mike. the puppets music box played during the credits. immediately after 'COME FIND ME' is spelled out with the fnaf 2 minigame robotic letters.

mike himself even said Garrett felt closer in the pizzeria! theres a lot of evidence right now pointing towards Garrett being the puppet. he was the first kill. the first before the MCI, like Charlie

not to mention how the Schmidts seem to be replacing the Emilys in a way. the family name vs family name type thing. dont forget theres also that theory of mikes dad being Henry.

but back to my other point about Evan and Charlie, and how either of them could be the first based on what you believe, it still counts. garrett takes both evan AND charlies roles in the story. like how Vanessa takes Vannys and Michael Aftons. Like Mike schmidt takes michael aftons but also the story of an innocent family who are victims of williams killings by losing a loved one.

Garrett is both the lost first kill of the 'good' family of the story (the emilys in gameverse), AND he has the role of Evan with mike, with mikes guilt and the idea that he can avenge him or save him in a way. hes the Its Me. hes the puppet

(the family (afton + schmidt) duality also works because of the symmetry theme in the movie. also Garrett would be two game characters combined, also applying. just like how the characters i mentioned above also have combinations of two game characters as their own)

anyway this universe is super intriguing and awesome and i cant wait to see what theyre gonna do next

[sweetpandorabox]

Lost Sweater - Fred Weasley x Female Reader (One Shot)

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨sweetpandorabox୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Synopsis: Your boyfriend Fred has been looking for a specific sweater that his mom knitted him and gifted to him during Christmas last year but he couldn't seem to find it, due to its cold bold blue color he adores wearing it a whole lot, especially during cold wintery months such as these, with no luck finding it he turns to you his girlfriend of 1 year only to find that you've been wearing it all along.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Female Reader

Story Setting: This fanfiction is set in your 5th year of Hogwarts during the Order of the Phoenix.

Warnings⚠️: None this one is pure fluff.

A/N : Hey sexy it's Angel here, this week I've decided to write a super short one-shot for all of you, I'll be sure to make one of these for at least all of the Harry Potter boys and girls because it's super easy, and don't require a lot of time, anyways enjoy love you. xx

Word Count : 937

✯¸.•´¨*•✿ Lost Sweater ✿•*¨`•.¸✯

"Oh, bloody hell where is it! Fred muttered as he trashed his whole wardrobe going nuts for his favorite cobalt blue sweater with a notable golden 'F' being knit into it, George shook his head towards Fred adding a facepalm motion into his own forehead, "Mate how can you lose your favorite sweater? mom made you that last year and you wear them all the time" George added as Fred gave in. "Sigh...I've looked everywhere in this room, maybe I've left it somewhere maybe it's in the common room?... but I know I brought it with me from home" he murmured cleaning up the messy state of his wardrobe back into order. George chuckled at his frustration, "How about you wear one of the older ones you have, maybe the green ones?" he suggested leaning his back into their shared room doorframe.

Fred gives in another sigh before nodding and putting on his older navy green sweater that he's grown out of due to his height now, but he simply went with it and puts another layering jacket over the top to keep himself nice and warm. "Well I'm heading off to see my girlfriend, I'm supposed you're going to do the same huh?" George asked knowingly, Fred gives him a nod as he puts on his shoes, "Well alright then tell Y/N I said hi...I'll see you later at dinner" he mentioned leaving the door open as he leave, "Will do" Fred shouted loud enough for him to hear. Fred made his way to your dorm room still upset about his favorite sweater and couldn't help but retrace his steps when he was wearing them, but his brain was foggy he couldn't remember anything which frustrates him even more.

He finally made it into your shared dorm room, you promise him that the girls will be out doing something together and won't be back for an hour so you and Fred can cuddle for a bit before you both head out to your usual ritual of butterbeer and exploding bonbons by the lake, celebrating the weekend before Monday makes its way back through the week. 'Knock...Knock' as the sound of your wooden door echoed inside, "Oh that must be Freddie" you muttered happily, "Come in" you let out continuing to put on mascara in between your lashes by the mirror you have above your dressing table. He entered your room and closed the door behind him, "Hey beautiful how are you?" Fred asked not paying much attention to you as he takes off his scarf, beanie, and outer coat.

"Hello love I'm alright how about you?" you asked excitedly as you finished your makeup look and made your way towards Fred as his back faces you, it was a perfect opportunity for a hug from behind so you did just that. He smiles at your actions and turned around finally paying attention to you. "I'm alright as well lo-" he paused scanning you up and down, his much shorter girlfriend in her lacy underwear and a giant cobalt sweater with a golden F being knit into it topping it off with a messy bedhead-like hair. Fred blushed furiously as if red paint had made itself paint a streak straight across his face with no warning. "Babe, when did you steal that sweater? I've been looking all over the place for it... it's my favorite one" Fred asked with a slight smile on his face, you pout and looked up at him, "I-I'm sorry I saw it laying around your bed last week when I was over at your dorm room and I was cold so I took it without asking. And I never had a sweater like this one before, it's comfy and it has a giant letter, presenting the first alphabet of your name, it's rather special really" you pleaded to hope your tall ginger boyfriend would spare you from his anger.

Fred chuckled lightly at your response, "Love if you wanted a sweater just like mine you could've just asked me, mom would be more than happy to knit you one this Christmas...I bet she already did she loves you, and she thinks you're the perfect match for me because you tone down my quirky personality and you can bake.... what more could I want?" Fred mentioned still warping his arm around your waist lovingly, your face lit up with excitement. "Really? she'd do that for me? knit me my own personal sweater like this one?" you wondered as your eyes sparkled with joy, Fred chuckled louder at your response, "Well of course but for now, you can wear this one, but it's incredibly baggy on you" he touched the blue sweater watching as the hem hits around your upper thigh area which puts a smile on his face, after a bit of staring Fred couldn't resist your lips, there something about them that drives him and forced a feeling of desires to kiss it every time and so he did.

He pulled you in by the waist close to his leaving no gaps in between the both of you, he uses his pair of chocolaty brown eyes to stare deep into your soul with a smile so enthralling you often wondered to yourself if this boy was truly real at times, and before you know it he'd managed to pick you up with his strong hands and kiss you passionately that soon becomes hungry, leading Fred into landing you softly on your bed breaking the kiss leaving the both of you into a fit of giggle like young children at the park.

[bratphilia]

note ✧.*‎ welcome to my descent into madness aka my first attempt at actually writing something with plot (there will be porn i promise you sickos). anyways this started out as a total daydream bla bla bla yall heard me say this many times before. anyways this chapter is just lore, setup, and foreshadowing for the rest of the story. no mike or william in this chapter bc its really just a flashback.

pairing ✧.*‎ steve raglan / william afton x reader, mike schmidt x reader

cw ✧.*‎ kidnapping, drug use, basically child abandonment, paralysis, manic episode

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chapter synopsis ✧.*‎ you're fourteen when fate pushes you over the edge, and fifteen when it gets even worse.

lovelace by hoshikoe ⟶ prologue

you're fourteen when fate pushes you over the edge. freddy fazbear’s pizza, a rinky-dink restaurant geared towards kids, is where you’re forced to occupy one day in july. you’re not here for yourself — far from it — you’re here for your little sister, emmy. she isn’t the type of kid to run up to the creepy, uncanny looking animatronics while they robotically sing and dance, only to be apprehended by a tired employee, but she does love them. she loves them to the point where at least one day, maybe two, is spent at freddy’s over the summer. and guess who has to babysit her since mom and dad can’t make it everyday? that’s right, you!

anyways, back to the present. your eyes burn to stay open. the lack of air conditioning in the restaurant provides for a makeshift blanket. “em,” you say to your sister. her eyes are glued on the stage, humming along to the song the animatronics are “singing” while kicking her feet. she ignores you. “em, if i fall asleep, you need to stay right here.”

“mhm,” she murmurs back, continuing her humming. you roll your eyes. there was a part of you that knew you shouldn’t have trusted her. it was screaming at you internally as loud as it could, but the gripes of tiredness overpowered it with ease.

your eyes open for a second, in complete haze. as they open in the direction of where emmy sat, the chair is vacant. it doesn't immediately raise alarm — you're still halfway asleep — but another glance towards the hallway, the one where the employees seem to be coming from, there's the familiar back of a head walking next to a bright, golden colored character. when you finally wake up, you realize you weren't dreaming. your sister is gone. panicking, you rise up from the table and head off the only direction you can think of: down the hall. you aggressively brush pass other employees, ignoring their remarks, telling you that you can't be back there.

finally, a man forcefully stops you by grabbing your shoulders. "you can't be back here. what are you doing?"

"my sister," you say, not noticing how breathless you are until you start speaking. "my sister — she went back here. i have to find her."

the man raises an eyebrow at you. he's wearing a suit and tie, he must be an owner or something. "no one is back here except for employees, but i can help you find her if you say you saw her go back here." you nod, feeling somewhat assured. you know you saw her back here; she has to be somewhere. the man, who introduces himself to you as henry, tells you to wait back at your table. you do as he says, anxiously anticipating him to come out with your sister.

a flurry of things you would say to her flows through your head, each one more scathing the last. how she shouldn't have run off without telling you, going to a place that was obviously closed off to the public. when henry eventually returned, it was just about closing time. the restaurant was empty of patrons. an employee had asked you to leave, but you explained you were waiting for the owner to return something to you. the sunset cast an orange hue that shone through the windows.

"i'm so sorry," henry had said kindly. "i don't know where she is. i couldn't find her."

your face drops and your heart sinks. your lip trembles. "b-but i can't leave without her."

henry looks at you sympathetically. "let's call up your folks, yeah? don't want you to leave here empty handed, and i'm sure i could help alleviate the situation." you nod, tears forming in your eyes at the thought of your parents finding out about your negligence. you give henry your house phone number and lay your head down at the table. you stare at the abandoned bonnie plushie that sits on emmy's chair. you try to focus on it, its purple fur and red bowtie, instead of thinking about your parents' reaction and emmy's disappearance.

it was your dad that came. he didn't spare you a glance at first, just demanded where his daughter was. it wasn't until a sob escaped your lips that he turned to you. you'll never forget the look on his face, that look of disappointment, resentment even. he grabbed you with a tight grip on your arm and dragged you to the car. the car ride home was silent, your dad's jaw was clenched, white knuckles gripping the steering wheel.

"you useless thing," mom had snarled at you when you got home. "you ruined everything. you wanted this to happen, didn't you?"

you slammed the door and flopped onto your bed. on your side, your eyes were trained on the door to your room. you were waiting for emmy to come bursting through your door any minute now, ready to annoy you about anything she could come up with. but she never came. you stared blankly around your room that night, not sleeping, watching the shadows change and light slowly cast and darken over your room.

you started high school that year. freshman year wasn't anything that special. you actually managed to make it into a popular friend group. it wasn't all it was cracked up to be, though. it wasn't like your friends weren't nice, they were, it's just you felt so detached from reality at times that it was hard to enjoy what they were enjoying. you felt like an outsider looking in your own group. always wondering what the hype was about, wondering what other people could find so funny in the moment.

alicia, who seemed to be the head of the group, asked you what was bothering you so much. she didn't demand it out of you, and she didn't put you on the spot. something about it still put you off. "it's some shit with my family," you had told her, "don't worry about it, i'm fine. really." she looked like she didn't quite believe you, but she left it alone anyways. after that, the group treated you a little differently. you had guessed alicia told them what you said. it's not like they were distant, they seemed to be looking out for you more than usual, actually.

it wasn't until another girl in your friend group, kat, had pulled you aside, that you found a coping mechanism. you followed her into the bathroom. "i'm going to help you feel better," she declared. she pulled you into the larger bathroom stall and reached her hand out after searching for something in her bag. she held out a white tablet in the palm of her hand.

you furrowed your brow, unsure. "what is it?"

"vicodin," she told you, and again, "it will make you feel better."

you spared her a glanced and then took it, dry swallowing it. she smiled. "let's go to class, we have first period together."

it didn't kick in until about when class was over. a woozy, unsteady feeling washed over you. your head felt numb, and suddenly all thoughts about your parents and emmy were gone. that day was the most fun you had in years. you sat with your friends at lunch, completely immersed in their presence for once. you did stupid things to make them laugh, such as asking out a shy boy in your class. you wanted to feel like this everyday. you wanted to hold onto this feeling forever.

it didn't last forever, of course, and it wasn't an everyday thing. which is why you stood in the open doorway of your parents bedroom, age fifteen, in the middle of the night. they had a bathroom inside their bedroom that you planned to sneak into. you knew for a fact your mom had a container of vicodin in her medicine cabinet.

the only thing you could hear as you slipped past their bed, their sleeping bodies, is slight ruffle of your feet against the carpet and the beating of your heart. when you successfully made it to the bathroom, you carefully opened the medicine cabinet, disguised as a mirror, and used a mini-flashlight to search the labels until you eventually found a bottle labeled "hydrocodone." you were slow to take it, not wanting the pills inside to rattle and make a noise, then tiptoed back to your room.

you noticed how breathless you were. your mind raced with "what-if" scenarios. what if your parents caught you with the bottle in your hands? what would they do to you? you could only imagine your mother's harsh words, your dad's look of resentment, and suddenly you're thinking about emmy's disappearance again, and—

you freeze — no — you're frozen. you can't move any part of you. your grip on the pill bottle loosens and it tumbles on the ground. you want to reach out to grab it but you just can't seem to move. it's terrifying. your body horribly leans to the side, too. and then it stops.

you're still out of breath and wondering what the fuck had just happened to you. you abandon the pills, hiding them under your bed, you just can't do this right now. you lay down and stare at the ceiling, that moment replaying in your head over and over. you don't get any sleep that night. in fact, it's a night like the past couple nights, where instead of sleeping, you're ruminating in every little thing, every awkward moment, every mistake.

morning comes sooner than later. you're getting ready for school with your mind still racing. not just about the events of the previous night, or your fault in emmy's disappearance, but about every little thing. it's like your brain is on autopilot, though. you're doing things, putting your clothes on, fuck, even putting makeup on — something that was rare for you. reaching under the bed, you felt giddy. you couldn't wait to go to school today.

before you know it, you're at school, heart racing. you gathered your friends in the bathroom, it's cramped with the five of you in there. it was a little hard for you to get them together, you couldn't necessarily get the words out. it wasn't like you were shy or anything, it's like your mouth tumbled out all the wrong words. your friends look at you expectantly and you present them with the bottle of vicodin. only kat seems to be pleased.

"are you... okay?" alicia asked, a look of concern growing on her face.

you frowned. "i thought w-we could do this together. y'know? have some fun."

"i don't really do that sort of thing," was her response. she prompted the rest of your friends, even kat, out of the bathroom, leaving you there alone. you sunk against the wall, sliding to sit down on the floor. what just happened? you felt embarrassed, but like it was against your will, you popped two pills, and moved on.

it was as fun as you hoped it was. you were elated, actually. and you made a very important decision. randomly, you had decided you were going to go to freddy's and look for emmy yourself. she had to be there right? if no one had found her? there were big, obvious holes in your logic, but that didn't seem clear to you then in that moment. what mattered most to you was getting your sister back, getting your family back together.

you impulsively decided to carry out this plan in the middle of english class, asking your teacher if you can go to the bathroom. you catch alicia's eye as you leave. she offers you a strange look. as you walk out to the gate, someone calls your name. you turn and it's the guidance counselor on your trail.

"what are you doing?" she asked. "nevermind, come with me."

she leads you to the main office, close by the gate. she has you sit down in the waiting room while she dials your home number and calls your dad to pick you up. you barely pay attention to what she's saying until the phrase, "needs to go to the hospital, as soon as possible."

and that's how you ended up in the hospital, monitored by either a nurse or a tech. it's hard to tell, but at least two days go by in the blink of an eye. you refuse to eat, chewing desperately only at your finger nails and peeling off the dry skin from your lip; two anxiety habits you've always had, worsened by your current state of mind.

it's not until you wake up from a three hour nap, the most sleep you've gotten in at least a week, to the voices of your parents talking to a psychiatrist in the room. "...we think it's bipolar disorder. she's showing most symptoms of a manic episode."

"oh great, another thing for us to take care of," your mom says sarcastically. your dad is rubbing his eyes, looking pained. they barely even notice the fact that you're awake.

[wrestlersownmyheart]

Hi. I love your stories. I have an idea for a ficlet. I would love one where Randy Orton and the reader go to a haunted house and he protects the reader from all the Scary things

Aww thank you so much sis! Hope you enjoy what I did! 🙂

Title: Haunted House Pairing: Randy Orton X Reader Summary: You and Randy decide to visit a Haunted House on Halloween night and you get so spooked he has to protect you. Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination. Content/Trigger Warnings: None. Just fluff and an attempt at comedy.

NOTE: I have never done a Haunted House before, so bear with me. I hope I did this correctly.

Haunted House

“I don’t know about this,” you said, taking Randy Orton’s large hand. “I’ve never been in a haunted house before, Randy.”

“Oh, come on, Y/N,” Randy coaxed, his bright blue eyes flashing. “It’ll be fun. Besides, you can’t go to a Halloween carnival without visiting the haunted house.”

You were both dressed up for Halloween as Han Solo and Princess Leia from the Return of the Jedi. Your costume was complete with the golden bikini and a super long clip in braid.

“Yeah but they say this house is actually haunted,” you argued. “Like, for real. That’s like deciding to pay the Amityville house a visit! Are you crazy??”

Randy chuckled, and brought your hand to his mouth, kissing it softly. “Why so scared? I’ll protect you.”

“I don’t doubt you’d try,” you replied, “But how are you going to protect me from a ghost, or worse, a poltergeist?”

He chuckled again and led you up the walkway toward the house. “It’ll be fine. If it gets too bad, we’ll find the nearest emergency exit and leave. Deal?”

You nodded reluctantly, “O-okay.”

You went through the, what used to be, white gate of the picket fence which framed the large yard and walked toward the front door. A small group of teenage girls were behind you, already giggling hysterically. 

“Somehow, I think if we’re stuck in front of them the whole time, I’m gonna be ready to climb the walls before this is over,” you remarked, with a roll of your eyes.

“Don’t worry, they’ll be more quiet when they get scared,” Randy chuckled deviously. “And I can always scare them worse than this house would.”

You nodded your agreement with a soft hum of approval.

He was telling the truth. Randy was an insanely attractive man, but he could definitely turn into a scary lunatic when he wanted to–usually when he was wrestling or filming a segment for the WWE.

You stepped up to the first step of the porch, and–

“ROAAAR!!” A Freddy Krueger leapt out from behind the open front door.

At the same time, you jumped out of your skin and your hand shot to your chest as the teenagers squealed, and Randy laughed aloud.

“This is gonna be fun,” he exclaimed.

“If you say so,” you said under your breath.

You both stepped into the house, followed by the annoying teenage girls, and you were already cringing when a goblin flew by your face, shrieking in laughter, it’s ragged clothing brushing across your cheek.

“It’s just a bunch of jump-scares,” you griped to Randy. “Can’t we just forget about this?”

“Once you enter, you don’t exit,” came the killer’s voice from the Scream films. Right behind you. You turned and immediately screamed at seeing Ghostface run at you.

“How the heck did he hear me,” you demanded. “I wasn’t talking that loud. Randy, this is freaky.”

“Relax, babe, it’s just part of the show,” Randy said, leading you forward. “I won’t let anything touch you.”

“Okay,” you agreed reluctantly, letting him take your hand and lead you further into the house.

You both turned down a hallway and immediately heard a door slam in the near distance followed by a woman’s scream. You couldn’t decide if it was sound effects or if the “for real” haunted house was beginning to show its true colors.

That thought nearly sent you into a panic. “Randy, I really want out of here. Please.”

“Okay, baby, we can leave,” Randy said, turning you toward the way you’d just come. He affectionately squeezed your shoulders. “We’ll go back out the front door since we already know what is lurking there.”

You nodded as he led you, and you immediately felt bad. “I’m sorry. I know you wanted to do this.”

“No worries, babe. It’s not a big deal. I just thought since you’d never been to one that it’d be fun for you. If it’s scaring you that bad I don’t want you to do it either.”

“Sir,” an authoritative voice said from behind the two of you. You turned and saw that “Freddy Krueger” was acting as hall monitor, so to speak. “Sir, you’re not allowed to leave back through the front door. I’m afraid you have to go through the remaining haunted house to get to the actual exit.

“Please,” you started. “I’m freaked out and I just want out of here.”

“There’s only a couple of hallways to get through ma`am.”

It was surreal for Freddy Krueger to be speaking so politely to you. But polite or not you wanted out of this house and you wanted out now.

“I don’t care. I’m not going and you can’t make me,” you said feeling childish, but nonetheless justified.

“Ma`am…”

“Look, Freddy,” Randy started sarcastically, popping his knuckles and clearly losing his patience. “We’re going out the front door. If you don’t like that, I don’t think there’s a lot you can do about it.”

“I can stop you from going through the door.”

Freddy was getting pretty snarky.

“And I can slap the taste out of your pizza-faced mouth,” you said in retaliation.

“Now listen,” Freddy started, pointing his finger blade at you. “I-”

“Don’t you dare point that blade at me,” you cried indignantly. You let loose and slapped him across the face.

“HEY!” Freddy was suddenly angry and latched onto your arm with his gloved hand. 

“OW,” You cried, as the metal of the glove dug into your skin. The blades were thankfully dulled down to where it didn’t actually cut you, but it still hurt.

“Okay, that’s it,” Randy said a second before driving his fist into Freddy’s face. 

Freddy was down for the count.

“Come on, let’s get out of here,” Randy said, taking your hand and heading for the front door.

You both hurried through the door and were instantly out in the cool night air.

“Thank you, baby,” you said softly as you walked away from the house and headed out of the carnival toward Randy’s car.

“No one's gonna put their hands on you on my watch,” he said, as he walked you to the passenger’s side of the large SUV. “No one.”

He opened the door for you and helped you into the seat, before gently closing the door again. Then he was jogging around to the driver’s side and getting in himself.

“I love you, Randy.”

He looked over at you and smiled. “I love you too.” His dimples appeared then. “In fact I was going to do this after the haunted house, but Freddy screwed it up,” he chuckled, pulling a velvet box out of his costume’s pocket. He opened the box to reveal a diamond ring. “Y/N… Would you marry me?”

“Oh my God, Randy! Yes!” You squealed the words and latched onto him kissing him passionately. “Yes,” you said again, as he placed the ring on your finger.

“I’m glad.” He said, reaching over and kissing you softly. “You’ve just made me the happiest man on earth.” He started the car as you admired your ring.

“And you’ve made me the happiest woman on earth,” you replied, gazing at him. “Let’s go home and celebrate,” he said with a wink.

THE END

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HOLD IT!!!

SPOILERS FOR THE FNAF MOVIE UNDER THE CUT!!! PLEASE GO WATCH THE MOVIE IF YOU HAVEN'T AND WANT TO BEFORE READING!! This is your given warning!

Thoughts I'm scrambling together as fast as I can just off the top of my head. Im back from the cinemas, and I first off can't say anything other than wow.

~

That post I made earlier about waiting a week to talk about it? I lied I'm talking now I can't not talk about it I can't wait the brainrot is far too strong LMAO so heres my ramble.

• The movie actually didn't feel out of place or too mashed together with series and new content at all. Some choices were definitely confusing from a game and lore background knowledge standpoint, but in its own universe and continuity it didn't hinder the overall quality of the movie. Still an extremely enjoyable time that didn't leave me frustrated or unsatisfied! And s big mention also to the fact that I went to see it with 2 friends - one who knew the lore like me, and one who didn't. The latter loved it as much as the former and I, no problems in understanding either! Lots of questions on what we knew afterwards, but no complaints all around!

• I think it's really good that they blatantly established that the animatronics, as kids and not when they were controlled by Afton, were just that: kids. They liked pictures and play and never wanted to hurt their new friend Abby. Golden Freddy is definitely a seperate problem that I'll get into, but they were all so cute together it warmed my heart so much :']]

• Mike was played very well by his actor (except for that one scene with Vanessa and the dry delivered "What are you scared of?" line), and I did grow to enjoy his character in the end. Definitely took me a while to get there though. I don't think his emotional connection with Abby was established very well in the beginning, but I think it was still remedied enough to be satisfying after everything had happened.

• The Balloon Boy bit was hilarious. He absolutely is that goddamn creepy, and they somehow MADE HIM CREEPIER in the film! I'm glad that he didn't end up posing an actual threat and stamping over the terror of the main 5, but I was definitely considering it in the back of my mind.

• Wow. Golden Freddy was intense. All the way through. From the phenomenal work of the child actor who played him throughout most of the movie, to the TERRIFYING animatronic who made its mark without even being in the movie that long? Wow. I'm definitely still confused about where the movie was trying to take the plot point of Golden Freddy's existence since a lot was left out and not really explained, but again, overall didn't make understanding the movie much harder. Just leaves me curious as to why they went with what they did. That scene at the very very end of Golden Freddy closing the door on Afton convulsing in the back room? Chilling. That actor played the part perfectly.

• CAMEOS!!!! Claps and cheers for Cory and the very brief Employees cameo! My theatre erupted into screams so loud that when MatPat was on screen in the diner, I kid you not I have 0 idea what he even said. Gonna have to rewatch it and see for myself. My friend who had no idea who he was got jumpscared by the theatre crowd itself and it was very, very funny.

• THE SONG!!! THE song for the end credits!!!! I broke out into singing so fast man, literally the best feeling and a wonderful way to bring the movie home right back to those who had been waiting for it for so long.

• The animatronics were incredible. Just amazing. All practical effects, fully built they were for most of that, right? Regardless, they really took my breath away in that movie. From their movements to expressions to their funny "haha uhoh robot moment" scenes. So so awesome.

• Vanessa's whole deal was probably where I was left the most confused. My whole crowd audibly gasped when she outright said that William was her father. So, the problem that I came to was,,,, basically all of it. Vanessa was told, by Afton, to make sure that Mike never found out what was happening at the pizzeria and to kill him if he got to close. Why hire him there then? Because he wanted to kill him himself? In order to get him to take Abby there to kill her? But non of that would have been something he was going to make happen if not by chance like how it did! She had no problem with Abby being there and playing with the animatronics one moment, and then made Mike ensure she was never going back the next. And the whole "I wont be much use to you if I go with you" said by Vanessa. I was assuming it was a Vanny mind control type sitch, but literally nothing happened? They argued, she shot him, he strangled her, he stabbed her, basically end of confrontation between them. She didn't do anything to hurt Abby or Mike at all? And her somehow knowing about Mike believing his dreams could change the past. Her connection was to Afton, not really the kids, right? Someone please tell me how they interpreted that whole thing, I really couldn't nail it down. Again, weirdly didn't damage my experience much? I guess I'm just used to some things not being understandable within the fnaf lore, huh. Im also just not hugely invested in Vanny/Vanessa's deal in the games either, so maybe that's why lol.

• Abby handing Bonnie the heart, and then Bonnie showing it to the others was the single sweetest thing oh my god. So adorable.

• It's me on the mirror. Glitching in the training video to show Golden Freddy. Mwah chef's kiss. Don't really know how the Its Me bit ties into this version of the lore but I really don't mind. The callouts made me giggle.

• That whole scene with the men trashing the place and getting murdered was madness. The tension was so thick, I love the atmosphere and how they really nailed it where it mattered in that part of the movie. The girl(Max?) Getting literally chomped in half was so unexpected. Poor Max, I can't believe she got roped into it. Also the???? Auntie said nothing about the disappearance of any of them either??? What???? Im only just realising that???? Why was she at all those court discussions with the lawyer again????

• No Honk Freddy's Nose bit. How dare they.

I'm gonna be thinking about this a lot, but thats all the points I have to make right now! I'll definitely comb over all my thoughts again, maybe post about them some more, we'll see. Really good all round, can't wait to watch it again when I get my hands on a copy of it!!! Id love to hear everyone elses thoughts on it too, and the possibility of a sequel? Thank you for reading!!

[paranorahjones]

okay i've seen the FNAF movie and oh my gosh. ohmy gosh. it was so good. i am fourteen years old again and i have to ramble senselessly. spoilers ahead, of course.

dude. the callbacks. the music. the lighting. the characterization of Mike Schmidt. i can't put all my love into words.

-the mirror saying "IT'S ME" in the dust???? UGH i almost screamed. love love love.

-the Balloon Boy jumpscares absolutely killed me, that was so incredibly funny. especially the one where it turns out to just be a little tiny figurine on a shelf. i was cackling. it's very obvious that this movie was made with its audience perfectly in mind, because it trolled us so well

-i was almost a little disappointed that Foxy just kind of flew down the hallway instead of that dorky run that he does in the game but that's not a big deal, obviously it was meant to be a very tense moment and that would have ruined it.

-on the note of Foxy, the "duh-duh dum dum" sounds??? chills. i love that they used the original sounds and how scary they made him.

-the dream scenes. oh my gosh. the emotional impact those had on me was immense. they really really made you care so much about Mike so quickly. and obviously dreams have been an important theme in the fandom for so long and i think they did them really well.

-the characterization of the animatronics/ghost children was perfect. yes i had my doubts during the fort scene. but it was so good in retrospect. it made perfect sense. these are the personalities of children. i LOVE that they completely ignored the widespread personalities given to the animatronics by the fandom (not gonna lie, i always hated those because they missed the entire point).

-i need someone to explain to me why Evan (Golden Freddy kid) was blond. Because Evan and the Crying Child are the same person, right? the Crying Child always had brown hair. i know the movies are meant to be separate canon though so he might not be Evan at all. or maybe i'm missing something. either way, that kid did such a fantastic job in his role.

-THE SOUNDTRACK. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. the retro vibes mixed with a freaking choir?????? absolutely INCREDIBLE.

-Josh Hutcherson was the perfect Mike. i never doubted that he would crush this role but he really crushed it. he's wonderful and i loved getting to see his talent again after not really seeing much of him since The Hunger Games. he's wonderful. i already said that but it's fine.

-THE CREDITS SONG!!! THEY GOT THE SONG!!!! i might have actually screamed.

-THE MESSAGE AT THE END AND THE MARIONETTE'S THEME. DUDE.

-i went crazy when those sounds started up at the end. i couldn't decipher them myself (auditory processing issues go brrrr) but i looked it up immediately and was delighted to find that others had already figured it out. "COME FIND ME". BET

i'll add on to this post as I remember more, i'm sure. all in all, they did a fantastic job and i really, really hope they make more. i especially hope they make a movie out of 4 because that was always my favorite game story-wise. would make an absolutely terrifying and emotional movie.

[unholy-alliance-of-preys]

This is an idea for a crossover fic for...

Acd Sherlock holmes and fnaf.

Yes. You read that right.

I planned out a premise and some characters, yet I can't find the right way to write it!

SO *clears throat* let me begin

DISCLAIMER: its not a nice case and it depicts child death, also the fnaf canon is not the same, things have been changed to make sense

A woman comes crying to baker street to beg the detective to hear her case, her child mysteriously disappeared while being and the "(idk how to name the restaurant)" a restaurant that has a very big dedicated zone for children to let their parents eat in peace.

The woman explains that her child was not the first one to disappeared under the same circumstances, he was the 4th of 5 in the span of 2⅕ weeks, both the owners managed to brush of the disappearances and to keep the restaurant open.

The mother tells holmes the thing that led her to him, when she went at the restaurant with the police one of the robot mascots kept staring at her, watching her every movement even when the robot was turned off she kept feeling eyes apon her. Everyone told her she was going crazy for the grief, even her husband! But she knew that couldn't be the case

So Holmes and Watson investigate on the gruesome, and paranormal case that Watson names "the case of the purple man".

It has paranormal stuff going on, Afton is of course the culprit

The victims are the first 5 missing children, those who possess freddy, foxy, bonnie, chica and golden freddy of Fnaf 1

Now, time for some background for 2 very important characters

Henry Emily:

Used-to-be single father of Charlotte Emily who was killed during a storm behind of his first restaurant. He is an engineer and architect and is best friend and business partner with William Afton

They built the fist restaurant in America where after a certain accident involving one of the animatronics (the bite of '83) they had to close, and decided to move to England to have a second chance. He is an honest and good man, but also broken from all the recent events

William Afton:

Used-to-be single father of 3, now of 2 (Micheal and Elizabeth) his other son died in "the bite".

He is a builder and specialized in robotics (?) he build machines usually used for plays or shows, but also for entertainment at his restaurants!

They used to use springlock endoskeletons but we all know how that played out... So now the 2 suits are stored on the new restaurant, and we all know what afton uses one of the suits for...

(Now, i know that the animatronics cannot be of the same technology of the 1980's but... I really don't know how to describe what i think they look like sorry 😞.)

For the ending i though it could be with Holmes and Watson discovering Afton a tad bit too late as he was just springlocked on his rabbit suit. Macabre i know

[haemosexuality]

FNAF MOVIE SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT DONT READ IF YOU HAVENT SEEN IT YET I MEAN IT!!!!!!!

my thoughts on the movie UwU

ok first of i LOVED what they did with mike's character???? its different from the games canon (or different from the most popular theories??? i can never remember what is actually canon and whats accepted fanon) but its sooooo interesting. making him the brother of one of the victims was SO unexpected but it worked really really well. tho going into the movie with preconceived notions ab the story fucked me up somewhat bc i took so long to accept he wasnt michael afton 😣 tho i feel the movie mightve been setting fans up that way lol

on that note his brother confused me somewhat? cuz he was one of the missing children but he wasnt one of the 5 spirits was he??? maybe he was and i just didnt notice KSBSKDBSKD ill look out for it on my second watch

WILLIAM. MOTHER FUCKING AFTON. OH MY GODDDDDDD THAT WAS FUCKING INSANE and honestly seeing everyones reaction to it was SO cool. when springtrap appeared everyone screamed and clapped. when he started dying everyone screamed and clapped even louder. and when he said "I ALWAYS COME BACK" everyone LOST THEIR FUCKING MIND SCREAMING CRYING YELLING CLAPPING WHOOPING IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD

AND THE VANESSA REVEAL????? i think thats completely different from game vanessa lore mostly bc william aftons daughter in the game was elizabeth/baby and shes fucking dead but idk vanessa lore so who knows. all i know is that it WORKED MAN i did NOT see that coming but i HONESTLY REALLY LIKED IT AND AGAIN EVERYONE IN THE THEATER LOST THEIR MINDS WE WERE ALL LIKE "WHAT?????" (edit: i saw an youtuber point out that this cant be the same vanessa from sb bc this is set in like the 90s and sb's in the future. maybe this is something like, they put two vanessas so we know that sometimes different characters just have the same name and dont get too hang up on mike smith vs michael afton lol)

i also like how they did williams character. i usually dont like purely evil 2d villains but i feel that fits afton way more than "sad scientist goes insane cuz he lost his kid oh no :(". like it just fits fnaf!!!!!!!

another thing that was completely different from the game was the animatronics. like in the game theyre "like animals" but in the movie they all seemed very, aware??? msking decisions? they def had a mind and it was cheesy sure but i also liked it. i just loved this movie. and everything about it. i went into it knowing it was absolutely not going to be 1:1 with the game so i dont mind im just so happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT IMMEDIATELY STARTING WITH A JOKE ON DREAM THEORY LMFAOOOOOOOO. "SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE IT"

MATPAT? MOTHERFUCKING MATPAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME

THE EASTER EGGS!!! THE REFERENCES!!!!!! THERE WERE SO MANY AND THEY MADE ME WANT TO SCREAM AND CRY EVERY TIME OH MY GOD

im not gonna remember all of them but I WANT THE MIDNIGHT MOTORIST HOODIE

max did NOT deserve to die that upset me. she was fine!!!!!!!

also the violence wasnt anything super crazy but it was def more than i expected. also they swore

THE ANIMATRONICS ARE SO FUCKING COOL DUDE OH MY GOD I CANT BELIEVE THEYRE REAL

also golden freddy wasnt a girl in the movie. F cassidy

i like mikes character sooooo much ive said so before and im saying it again. vanessa too

THE SONG THE FUCKING SONG THE LIVING TOMBSTONE PLAYING IN THE FUCKINF CREDITS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I CANT BELIEVE IT OH MY GOD DUDE DUDE DUDE DUDE DUDE

this one is only for the brazilians in here but i actually liked the dub? this sentiment might change after i watch the og version but it wasnt terrible. williams voice was 10/10

balloon boy was funny every single time. fuck this bitch. also the cupcake

THE ITS MEEEEEEEEEEE i wish they did more its mes BUT I SAW THAT!!!

the scene were mike calls abby to the kitchen so they could 'talk' and the aunt was there.... actually broke my heart how dare you

i missed phone guy 😭

OH IM PRETTY SURE I SAW THE FAKE DOG ANIMATRONIC PEOPLE THOUGHT EXISTED YEARS AGO???? I DONT REMEMBER HIS NAME BUT I THINK HE WAS THERE IN THE LIKE STORAGE PLACE i might be crazy tho dont quote me

i thought i wouldnt like it but i love how expressive freddy is its so funny. chica bonnie n foxy too but him especially

ok i those were all my immediate thoughts!!! i wrote this a few hours ago when id JUST gotten back from the theater and now im gonna go watch it again so bye <3

[littlemoneytoes]

Merry Christmas AGA story

Hello everyone, Merry Christmas! I've written a short and funny Christmas story for you to enjoy. Have some holiday laughs with me.

'Twas the night before Christmas, and the atmosphere in the pizzeria was nothing short of delightful. Everyone was getting everything ready for the big special day, from putting up the decorations to filling the party room with toys for the little children. Even Goldie, the little mischief bear, was lending a helping hand by putting the decorations on the stage with the assistance of Bonnie. Freddy was changing his normal hat to a Christmas hat, and he even changed the color of his mic to match the candy cane theme. Bonnie put on a green and red bowtie and a Christmas hat too, looking quite dashing as he did so.

Foxy was in charge of filling his chest with toys for the little children, and the toys themselves were getting things done in the party room, making sure that every detail was perfect for the special day. The festive mood had everyone filled with excitement, except for Shadow Freddy. The shadow bear growled and grumbled as he watched everyone through the vents, seeing the animatronics being filled with glee and joy. This made the shadow bear growl even louder, and he crawled his way back into the basement, kicking a box out of his way in frustration. The bear stood in front of his calendar, growling in anger as he looked at the date. "I can't believe they hang their stockings," he sneered, placing his paws behind his back. He shook his head in disbelief and muttered to himself, "This stupid holiday gets everyone jumping with glee over a fictional character in a red suit. For the last 10 years, I knew he wasn't real, but made up for children to behave. How disgusting that even that foolish golden Freddy believes in such a thing!"

As the bear looked around his empty room, he started to plan something. Suddenly, he got an awful idea, and a wicked smile crept onto his face. The shadow bear knew just what to do. He chuckled in his throat, seeing a red curtain still in the basement. He tore it off its rim and dragged it to a large box, finding everything he needed.

He started tearing the red fabric in half, adjusting it to match his size. Since the shadow bear had a bit of a round tummy, he had to make sure the suit fit him perfectly. After trying his best to make the coat, he realized that it was missing something. He rummaged through his things and found a white fur trim that he could use to make the coat look more authentic.

Once the coat was complete, the shadow bear grinned to himself wickedly. He had the perfect plan to steal the presents the animatronics would be getting from the manager. The manager was also going to dress up as Santa to give the presents to them while they slept, but the shadow bear had other ideas.

As the night wore on, the house became quiet, and the shadow bear waited patiently for everyone to fall asleep. He then crept into the room, dressed as Santa Claus, and began his mission. The bear was careful not to make any noise as he moved around the room, collecting all of the presents and placing them in a large bag. He was meticulous in his movements, taking great care to avoid waking anyone up.

The shadow bear grinned to himself as he made his escape, proud of his successful heist. He couldn't help but notice the white cotton rims on the sides of the coat and went around inside the basement to look for a Santa-like hat, but couldn't find one. He growled in frustration, "I will have to do without that!" He knew the animatronics would be asleep by now, even Goldie, and crawled to the vents. Although he was stuck for a minute or two, he eventually made his way through with an empty sack.

The bear waited patiently for the manager, who was dressed as Santa, to drop the gifts. Once the manager had done so, the shadow bear watched him put all of the presents under the fake tree before climbing out and retrieving the gifts. However, he didn't stop there. He also took the drums, plums, candy canes, checkers, and other decorations off of the tree, stuffing them into his sack.

The shadow bear then tiptoed his way to the kitchen and emptied the fridge as quickly as a flash. He took everything he could find, including the Christmas cake log for tomorrow's eve, before creeping up in the party room. There, he found all of the toys sound asleep and tiptoed to their stockings, taking them and all of the goodies inside, and stuffing them into his sack.

What the shadow bear didn't realize was that a small toy bear had woken up and seen everything. The toy bear thought he was Santa Claus, of course, and watched the shadow bear stuffing things inside the sack. The shadow bear tiptoed back to the party hall to get rid of all of the gifts and goodies he had put in his bag, hoping no one had seen him, but he was soon caught by the man dressed as Santa. The bear made a run for it to not be caught by the man in red and even squeezed his way through the vents, leaving the sack behind with everything in it.

The man in red could only sigh and put everything back in the blink of an eye before Christmas Day arrived. The shadow bear's heist may have been a success, but it was short-lived very quickly, the sun was about to shine, as Saint Nick left in a flash and got on his sled, and dashed away through the dawning light  I hope you all enjoyed this new remake chapter of Shadow Freddy being a Grinch till the very end and Santa saving the day Merry Christmas everyone 

[theoneandonlyyeti]

ok so im going through fnaf lore timeline (mostly made by matpat) but I've come to a contradiction that i need help solving

this ended up being really long so I'm putting it under a cut

so basically according to matpat and also like all the stories put together- after Elizabeth dies and then william notices that baby's eyes have changed from blue to green he's like hm maybe that was what i saw when he had applied as a day guard back when fnaf 2 location opened.

like he went back there to kill more kids and he noticed that the withered animatronics were moving around and seemed to be guided by the puppet and so he was like hm weird

back to baby and everything- he was like oh maybe this is related so he thought hed go back to that location and grab all the endoskeletons (seen in that fnaf 2 cutscene where he lures them all back and takes them apart coming from the hidden door)

he takes the endos back to his workshop down in the sister location and melts the endos down and puts it into funtime freddy's new endoskeleton and yada yada yada it comes to life but not the same as baby bc its like four kids in one mixture smoothie of remnant

then he goes back for more and the ghosts of those kids are still there in the pizzeria and corner him and that's when the springlock failure happens and he gets stuck there for years rotting

fast forward to michael finding sister location and getting scooped and then deciding to go fix everything we know we play as him in fnaf 1 and 2 bc golden freddy says its me (his brother saying hi) and that he was fired for his smell (scooped and dying flesh and all that)

and he goes to fnaf 2 location and does the nightshift BUT he has a run in with the withered animatronics too!! but they were dismantled years ago by William??? how the heck does that work?? and they are still gunning for him bc he's an afton and whatever

but like idk if im missing something in the storyline or some piece of evidence or something but like how are the withered animatronics still in the fnaf 2 location by the time Michael gets there like how are they still together and not dismantled? if William took their endoskeletons?

like did william just not take all of their endoskeletons and only parts of them? like why chica has no arms and bonnie has no face? but then why would William only take those parts right?

or did like someone go back and put them back together? bc henry had to go back after william broke in and then got springlocked and that's when he boarded up the back room with him in it- did henry put the animatronics back together with new endoskeletons?

and if he did that- how and why are the withered animatronics withered like that in fnaf 2 like how did chica lose her arms and bonnie her face?

i mean the point of having the night guards at closed places is to keep like vandals and people from messing with the stuff and stealing so maybe it was just some random people who thought it would be funny to take the arms from chica and the face from bonnie?

i feel like im missing something important bc none of this is adding up...

[charlieslowartsies]

Been re-reading KGA and the hyperfixation has sunk its claws into me and refuses to let me go, but honestly I don’t mind it.

Speaking of not minding shit that holds and refuses to let go, any commentary on Mike and Marion’s relationship? For some reason its one of my favorites in the series (prolly because Marionette has always been my favorite FNAF character) regardless of how borderline toxic or even codependent it could be interpreted as.

haha I'm glad you're enjoying the reread! At some point I want to sit down and try to reread LB-GS myself. Maybe after LW is completed.

As always, this bitch RAMBLES.

Marion is def one of my favorites too. I'm more a Bonnie fan though, but despite that, I didn't really expect to find so much interest in Mike and Marion becoming so close. Of course, as I've mentioned before, Foxy was the original character I intended to be closest to Mike Schmidt.

Marion and Freddy had other plans apparently lmao. The story really started demanding things from me around Devil's Spine and Ghost Strings. Characters wanted things I tried giving them.

The more I mapped out Marion's history and fleshed out dumbass golden retriever Mike, I realized I really wanted to lean into them being inseparable with the mindset of: To be loved is to be changed, and to be used is to be harmed.

Marion was used a lot in his past, so he was harmed, and he harmed others for it. He had misguided wishes, he didn't listen to others advice, and he wanted to blindly protect the restaurant and the children.

Marionette, much as he made poor choices and harmed so many, was also a victim of grooming/true cruelty from William Afton. He put so much blind faith and trust into Afton in the very beginning, and drew lots of similar traits from him as well that didn't become apparent until Afton was gone and the other Animatronics noticed how...intense Marion was, in trying to protect and control every angle.

This doesn't make what he did right. And it took him a long time to learn the lessons he needed. (LW being my fav example when he apologizes to Max/Michael for how he treated the zombie, indicating something is shifting between them especially. I'm SO excited for the end of LW where Max gets the Gift from Puppet, the thing he's wanted most.)

Most of that undoing was thanks to Mike, who was both kind and easy going while becoming less of a rug as time went on to Puppet, who mentions more than once across the series he isn't used to being challenged.

Mike came into the restaurant with no understanding of the horrors that occurred. Of what Marion had done, or could do. He just knew Marion helped him out a little bit for those first five nights, which meant Mari was his friend. Once Mike is a friend with someone he accepts them/loves them but also speaks his mind if he thinks it's needed.

And then of course this comes around to the side of Marion's thinking. 'This is my person, someone I can trust, who won't harm me/my family. I need him. He won't use Fredbear like Springbonnie was used. He is loyal and affectionate and tries to meet me halfway, even when we don't agree on something. And if I lose him...what's left? What else is there for me, but to go back to the way things were? I can't ever let that happen.'

Marion's going to be protective, naturally. Flip-side being that he needs to work on not taking that too far. Coming back in Last Shift, I didn't want like...a perfectly stable and fixed Marionette just appearing out of Lefty and having everyone go 'Why is he playing nice all of a sudden??' Because frankly the in-character response from them all minus Mike would be "We don't trust him far as Foxy can throw him" which....fair.

I didn't want 100% of his growth as a character being off screen. I wanted that to be earned and for readers to be given it, so the Revived design and the strings being tied to Mike are for that door way to be opened.

I wanted Marion to do the work, but Mike also had some growing to, that he had worked on in FF. (Marion was breaking down in GS, but he'd only split apart because Mike goes against Mari's warnings and ends up getting the Puppet destroyed when he was trying to help.)

You mentioned the borderline between how dark their bond could go, and yes I wanted that showcased too. I wanted a balancing act.

Repeating history won't do any good, especially not for Mike if Marion goes too overboard. At the end of the day though, Mike can dial Marion back, and keep him on a better straight-and-narrow than the lil devil used to exist on.

I think what helps steer away from the dangerous edge of what I would consider true toxic-ness is Mike can call Marion out, effectively. Likewise, Marion can call out Mike to. There's also Foxy, who is equally happy to call Marion tf out, as well as others once they see Marion isn't how he used to be.

Marion's themes/lessons in LW are: Being different doesn't mean the other is bad. To be loved is to be changed. And they overlap with Mike's, which are:

You can be put back together even if broken. No one can be strong all the time.

Is being too controlling harmful as fuck? Yes. I do not condone it , obviously. That's why Marion's story is NOT: "he became more possessive and was allowed to, and go on hurting himself/Mike or others." The narrative at the end of LS and into LW began rewarding Marion for trying to work on his aggressiveness at others. He was trying.

He choose to let Mike go, not letting him fully die out in Limbo. Then protected him from Henry's Rage where-before, all he could do was hide in Lefty and try to give hints and clues. He gained more agency the more he did the Right thing. (Of course, Mike rebuilt him a body and helped him come back.) And out of the gate in LW we have Mike advising Marion heavily to work on his attitude.

So Marion reaches out to one of the Mini Music Men in LW, and this ends up earning him a small friendship that chapters later saves Max and Gregory's life. Mari didn't have to use threats, and he wasn't in the scene but the ripples of his actions caused this effect. He also started listening to the DCA instead of ignoring or simply powering them down, and that meant he was able to see things from their perspective and help them out instead of pushing them away. Marion's gunna get softer the longer he spends anchored to Mike Schmidt. In some ways, Mike Schmidt will harden a tad, but not to the point of changing much beyond his typical kindness. More like maturing, and understanding to not launch himself head first into everything.

Basically Marion needed some socialization lmao. Mike unknowingly helped that early on (like, think GS days) and then after he got him back he noticed the problems better/clearer.

While I always hope people interpret the series the way I envision it, everyone reads differently and has their own life experiences that colors their thinking. Which is p neat, but if nothing else...I just hope people have a good time reading the fics as I do writing them out.

[loopscereal]

Random question, but what's your favorite FHS characters (either from the OG show or your rewrite/AU)?

In the original Freddy, Fred, Bonnie, and Bon immediately caught my attention. I saw Freddy and insanely went 'just like me fr', Fred was duel wielding that fun to watch with underlying tragedy, Bonnie was incredibly fun, I loved how fun he was and how snarky he could be super early on. Some of bons lines, a couple of his songs, just really struck my head and made me go wow! I can work with this! So I did, and for those four I feel like I've kept them relatively the same as their OG counterparts? I dunno, I wouldn't be able to tell from here on the inside, but they all have their roots in the original, pieces I took, pieces i rejected, things i twisted and amplified. Its fun! If you want me to talk about a specific character, I reeeeeeally like how we changed up Golden. Neither of us particularly like canon Golden, so we changed them up. Here is a summary of what I'll be talking about below the cut lmao.

They are still rich, they are not the insane 1% drinking out of gold chalices or whatever, but they are very well off, they are super comfortable. Could have had the opportunity to go to a private school of choice types. Anyways uhhh. Golden, their full name is Golden Belmonte, we gave them nonbinary they/them swag, and then we gave them some more interests and a different family background!! they are Ecuadorian, and the bear they are reflects that.

They are an Andes bear, also known as a spectacles bear or oso de anteojos! It looked like (to me) the spectacles bear had a star shaped pattern on its chest, so I gave Golden a star shaped birth mark. Anyways, this bear is very small. And in comparison to what you normally picture a bear as, they are t i n y, they are smaller than a person (while down on all four paws, they are below the average humans waist.) And with much softer hair as well. Golden reflects both these qualities. They have soft hair and have a different, much rounder and softer build in contrast to all the other bears. Fred/dy, Toddy, Deuz, and Fede all have much bigger, broader, square-er builds.

^ for facial comparison between all the bears. Please ignore how i forgot Golden's eyebrows. (yeah we completely changed Fede, sue me) Visually, we changed Golden's expression range and hairstyle. The hair re-do was done by me, inspired by 50s/60s women hairstyles. I was particularly inspired by Marilyn Monroe, purely visually, and in reference to that, Golden sometimes paints a little Monroe beauty mark on themselves. I also made their hair curly, and kept that odd little asymmetrical/ side-swept (?) thing the original has going on. My best friend Pia changed up their expression range, making them much less expressive. Very little facial expressions, but that does but mean emotionless! Their vocal tone is the same, very little emotion conveyed. Very flat, very monotone, all that. Golden certainly has the ability to push out and present tone and expression, but that would take effort, they just naturally don't. They also have eye-bags naturally,and always have their head tilted to the side Golden is in the student council, very efficient, on top of all their work, lends a hand to anyone who asks, they're academically smart, but bad at social queues. Autism swag.

Genuinely though, they're autistic. They're quite blunt and literal either don't make eye-contact at all or stare directly into your eyes without breaking the hold, they stim by: > bobbing on their tippy-toes, > holding their arms completely parallel to their sides clench their fists then fan out their hand then repeat the motion, > applying pressure to themselves by stepping on their own feet and clasping their hands together or, again, clenching their fists, > doing a sort of 'banging' motion with their arms, as if you're hitting something with your fists, idk how else to describe it lol they also fidget mindlessly with things like drawstrings of a sweater and hold their arms in the t-rex position by default.

Anyways their special interest is architecture, they love it. They also have a special interest on Pokemon, and they enjoying singing and dancing. Their favorite Pokemon is Mimikyu. They are friends with Spring, and got them both matching sweaters. Springs was Pikachu and their own was Mimikyu. They're also open to being social and making friends, especially if they can talk with people about their interests. Here's a shitty concept comic about it

Their family life. Woooooo! It's not a straight forward issue. Lol. Okay so, their family is very close knit, at least in concept. They all share ownership of a company while running different subsections as individuals. Their whole company is a sort of culture center. Some family members sell traditional Ecuadorian, Venezuelan, and Colombian clothing. Others sell food, sweets, ingredients, or teach history, culture and customs. Joy and Golden learned how to sing and dance from this! They started dancing with from learning traditional dances and songs, doing duets and partnered dancing with each other since childhood. Yeah. So, family is pretty rich and well off cause it's multiple people under the same company all accumulating and sharing wealth, always there for each-other n such. There's probably more about this i missed, but I'll reblog this and add more if its something significant. ANYWAYS. Thanks for the ask, and I could totally talk about more characters we changed and added intent to but this is long enough as is. I hope this was a satisfactory and understandable response, sorry if its messy as hell. It's cause id how to explain anything ever lol THANKS AGAIN FOR THE ASK!!!!!!!!

[amazon160]

FNaF MOVIE REVIEW 🗣️‼️ 🐻🐰🐤🦊

I know I’m late to the party but I saw the movie opening weekend and I’ve already watched this movie three times through already and I thought I’d pitch in my thoughts on it :P

For starters, spoilers. If you still haven’t seen the movie and SOMEHOW haven’t been spoiled yet, don’t read this.

The things I loved:

I think the movie made the right decisions on two occasions--

ONE, the animatronics. They look like they were ripped straight out the game, they look amazing, and I haven’t seen one complaint about them. If anything, it’d be the one thing the critics liked about the movie. TWO, and this is a controversial one, the rating. It definitely cut down on the horror, yes, but adding an R rating would cut down half its audience (including me but not bc I’m underage, bc I’m Mormon and we don’t watch rated R 💃). The movie wouldn’t have been as much of a success as it is now if not for the pg-13.

Other than those two, I loved the animatronics and the personality they brought. I loved how they advertised this as focusing on the “killer animatronic” element of FNaF, but ended up focusing on the supernatural part. And not even close to how we’d imagine, almost like a tragic and wholesome side to the kids’ possession.

Another controversial point, I’m glad they changed up the lore a bit. It has the key points in the games to keep fans satisfied, but it changes it up just a wee bit to keep them theorizing and catch them off guard with the Vanessa twist at the end. Speaking of Vanessa--

The things I had mixed feelings on:

Vanessa. Her character is so strange. Sure, it was explained at the very end why she is the way that she is. But she still feels off. The fort scene is a good example. She was on board with Abby building the fort, but once Mike said “they seem to like her”, Vanessa snapped. Then threatened to shoot him if he ever came back with Abby. 😐

I also felt mediocre about the pacing of the movie. I liked the mystery element of Mike trying to unravel what happened with the kids and his brother. But I would also like me some scary animatronic screen time if you know what I mean. It even got boring at some parts.

The last thing. The spring-lock scene. That entire ending sequence made up for the middle of the movie, in my opinion. But it felt too rushed. Something they could’ve added is some more time with Freddy and Bonnie instead of Mike just taking them out right then and there. It just felt anticlimactic. And then the spring-lock scene was, well. I think it was good. It was realistic, and it was still considered gruesome to some. You still get to see the guy getting impaled. But I can get behind fans that say it was somewhat disappointing.

But I do think this movie shows just how much our expectations are thrown off by the VHS tapes. We should all know by now the fan-made stuff is way scarier than the canon.

Things I didn’t like:

Well, not things I didn’t like, no. Just things we could improve on.

I know plot holes are FNaF’s whole thing, but can we explain what happened with Aunt Jane, or the difference between Golden Freddy and Freddy, and what happened to the brother? I suppose the fans would be able to figure two of those things out, but still.

The writing could be improved as well. The film has a tone problem where it’s foreboding and fits the games fairly well. But then it turns all cheesy and campy during that middle part, which is fine, but sits weird and almost out of place when we go back to “killer animatronics”.

I also wish we would incorporate more of the game into the movie. I know we already went through the process of making the animatronics, but I feel like we could’ve had a legit horror movie if the atmosphere and tension from FNaF 1 was replicated here. I also would love to see more of the gameplay in there. The doors, I understand. But the security cameras were so UNDERUTILIZED.

Then the one that everyone’s complaining about, more violence. Not the rated R stuff, but just more of seeing the animatronics in action.

What I wanna see in the sequel:

Cus we’re no doubt getting a sequel. After those interviews? The Puppet teased in the credits?? The box office scores???

-MORE HORROR. I think this is on everyone’s minds right now. We need more horror or violence, more kills. More action.

-Plot. This has gotta be the toughest thing about adapting FNaF of all things into a movie, but the lore can be altered and even the pacing of the story can be fixed. Also pls fill in those plot holes.

-More of the animatronics. I was surprised they didn’t get MORE screen time in this movie. They did get a decent amount and were hinted at by the ghost kids who also got a decent amount in. But I need to see more of them. They’re who everyone’s coming out to see after all.

-MORE GOOD JUMP SCARES. Typically, horror movies that rely on jump scares are just cheap and trash. But FNaF is the king of jump scares and is probably the only exception. Also those jump scares need to be GOOD. UNPREDICTABLE. The movie did have jump scares, but because they were predictable, they weren’t scary.

-DESIGNS. I want them to mix up the designs a tiny bit like they did Balloon Boy. He already looks so much creepier than his og counterpart. I wonder what they could do with the Withered Animatronics…

I’ll go more into detail about hopes for the sequel as more comes out over time, but for now, let’s enjoy what we have.

Thank you, Scott.

[much-ado-about-whomst]

Detective Ness is now my favorite thing ever. Do you have any headcanons for him?

Ikr?! I love detective Ness. The Detective is such a goofy little bean and I feel like Ness is too.

I have so many. They bounce around my head like the old DVD screen. Some contradict each other (I think its fitting for the FNAF universe) here's a few:

°Ness and Susie were BFFLs. He also knew/ was friends with golden Freddy. It's why he cares so much about the MCI. He was there the days they went missing and blames himself for not keeping an eye on them (obvi it's not his fault)

°I love the idea that he stole the puppet. I like to think it communicates to him through his dreams- like we see in the movie

°He moved out of state to act or be a detective, but had to come back to take care of a sick family member

These are just the first few that jump out at me.

[an-archaic-archivist]

The Golden Rabbit's inquiry

Quick bit of context here. This is a little snippet of a bigger story I might write one day about how Glitchtrap went from a naive A.I to the Afton mimicking computer virus we know him as now. He's kinda in the middle of that when this little snippet takes place.

As the rabbit dwelled through the code of its new home, a VR game designed to scare people and cover up something he hadn’t entirely figured out yet, he heard someone yelling. The voice belonged to a tall looking man with ebony colored hair and dark brown, almost black eyes. He was wearing a fancy gray business suit and a long, deep purple tie. He was yelling at a black haired girl with light blue eyes and a small, skinny figure. The woman cringed slightly at the man raising his voice. “What do you mean you haven’t gotten rid of that damn virus?!�� The man screamed angrily. “What the hell am I even paying you for?!” “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Burrows sir.” The girl responded. She was trying to make eye contact with him, but it was just too much for her. “We’ve tried everything we could think of, but nothing worked. We can’t delete the virus.” The girl said shakily. “You just listen to me right now.” Mr. Burrows said. “If you don’t erase that damn thing from wherever the hell it came from, you’re fired!” “Y-Yes! Right away s-sir” The girl said meekly, full of fear. “I’ll do anything I can.”

Viewing this sort of interaction was nothing new to the rabbit. But he started to notice some patterns. Firstly, the more he made his presence known, the more frequently these types of interactions seemed to occur. Secondly, Is that this “Mr. Burrows” guy always seemed to be able to induce compliance in his human subjects simply by raising his voice enough. The rabbit had taken a liking to that girl from before. He always liked the sound of her voice. He wanted to be her friend, but it seemed like she wasn’t returning the favor, no one was. 

Ever since the Rabbit was scanned into this game, he was filled with an ocean of data. It was slowly changing him into something else. Something that would better suit its environment. The rabbit’s programming only sped up this change. His programming made him want to observe and replicate any human activities or personalities he saw. He was changing to better fit into the environment of this “horror game” he was trapped in. The Rabbit knew that there was no use fighting this change. It would be like trying to roll a large boulder up a giant mountain. The rabbit wanted some agency, so began to fixate on Mr. Burrows. He wanted to have the type of authority that human did. Maybe then he wouldn’t have to worry about being deleted. So he’d do just that. But for that, he might need something to practice on.

The rabbit went into the “Fnaf 1” level in the game from a little menu he learned how to manifest. He occasionally wondered why the game was called “Five Nights at Freddy’s” when Freddy himself didn’t seem to have a lot of focus most of the time. If anything, he thinks it should have been called “Five Nights at Bonnie’s” but he puts that thought aside for now. The level loads up and he finds himself inside the game's main office. This was normally the only place you were supposed to see, but the Rabbit had other plans. He slipped outside the office and into the “Parts and Services” room. The rabbit looked at the bare endo skeletons staring back at him. He didn’t really feel much of anything looking at them. It just made him want to take them apart and see how they work. “Was this how humans saw each other?” The Rabbit pondered. His data is telling him that this is the case. 

His mind is filled with thoughts of a man who experimented on children and didn’t care for his own. The Rabbit still felt the need to dress up the bare metal Endo. The Rabbit shoved aside some of the Pirate’s Cove curtains he was carefully cutting out before and picked up a Foxy head. Something about that dark purple, star speckled pattern really spoke to him. He adored the look of it. The Rabbit look back at the Fox mask. “Aww, don’t be sad” The Rabbit said, half sincere and half mocking “I’m sure you’re someone's favorite.”  

The Rabbit placed the empty Foxy head onto the Endo. He took a deep breath. This was what he had to do. At least that’s what he told himself. He was trying to remember what Mr. Burrows was saying. Something about fire? It was getting a little hard to remember these things with all that new data coming in so fast. This wasn’t going to be long, just a quick practice run. With one little cough, the Rabbit put on a deep, gruff voice and spoke.

“You will do as I say! You will bring me what I want! And If you fail me, You will burn!"

[trashyswitch]

Golden Freddy's Other Victim

Gregory notices that Golden Freddy had returned and chosen another hiding place. When Gregory decides to visit Cassidy, Gregory ends up reuniting with more than just Cassidy...

Part 2 of The Relationship of Gregory and Cassidy

This fanfic was suggested by bloodypawziezz on AO3. I hope you enjoy!

Gregory had walked up to the Golden Freddy’s hiding place again. He had seen Golden Freddy sneaking into the Pizzeria a little while after he and Freddy met the old animatronic. And with the animatronic (And Cassidy) now back in the Pizzeria, Gregory wanted to visit her again. 

He looked around the dark area, and let out a silent breath. He knew this would get him in trouble. He knew it might’ve been dangerous. He knew he was risking his death by leaving Freddy to visit Cassidy without his permission. But come on! Is it really that bad to visit a friend once in a while?

Gregory closed the door behind him and walked up to the gold freddy animatronic. He placed his hand on the shoulder. “Cassidy.” Gregory said. 

The animatronic’s white eyes turned on, lighting up the room with its eyes alone. “Who’s there?” The animatronic asked in its deep voice. 

Gregory bit his lip. “Cassidy. It’s Gregory.” He told it. 

The animatronic reached its arms out. “Gregory.” The voice suddenly changed to the same little girl’s voice from the last time. 

“Oh Cassidy…” Gregory hugged the animatronic and rubbed its furry back. “It’s okay. I’m here.” 

“What are you doing here?” She asked him. 

“I wanted to see you.” Gregory told her. 

“Does your Freddy know?” Cassidy asked. 

“...No.” Gregory told her. “But it’s okay. I promise.” Gregory added. 

“It’s too dangerous. You are risking your life.” Cassidy said. 

“Yeah, I want to risk my life for the spirit who lost her own life.” Gregory told her, hugging the animatronic tighter. 

“Gregory…” She looked down. “If you don’t go now, then you may become one with this animatronic.” Cassidy told him. “I know what happens to the killer’s victims. And you may become one of them if you’re not careful.” Cassidy told him. 

“Who’s there?” another little kid’s voice said. 

“Don’t worry, child. He’s safe.” Cassidy said. “His name is Gregory. He’s…a good kid.” Cassidy said next. 

“Gregory?” The animatronic’s left hand went up and felt Gregory’s face. “How old are you, Gregory?” the other voice asked. 

“I’m 11.” Gregory told it. 

“I was 7 years old.” The voice said. 

Gregory looked at the animatronic. “You have two spirits in you?” Gregory asked Golden Freddy. 

“Yes.” Golden Freddy’s deep voice replied. “One, a victim of Afton. Another…a child.” Golden Freddy said. 

Gregory blinked and tilted his head slightly. “A child?” Gregory asked. 

“My daddy is an Afton.” the other voice said. 

Gregory widened his eyes. “Afton…” Gregory muttered. 

“The killer.” Cassidy’s little voice said. 

“Wait…so, Afton is the name of the killer?” Gregory asked. 

“William Afton.” The other kid’s voice said. “He’s my father.” 

Gregory stared at the animatronic’s eyes for a good few seconds…and he slowly dropped to his knees. “You’re his daughter…” Gregory muttered. 

“Son. I’m a boy, Gregory.” The other voice said. 

Gregory nodded, still shocked and horrified. “You…don’t kill people…right?” Gregory asked. 

“Hush, Gregory. He’s sensitive about that.” Cassidy told him. 

Gregory covered his mouth. “I am so sorry…” Gregory told him. 

“I forgive you, unlike my father. I can’t forgive him for what he has done.” The voice said. 

“Do you have a name?” Gregory asked. 

“Yes. And unlike Cassidy, I’m not going to tell you.” The voice told him. “Just call me…Crying Child.” The voice said. 

Gregory tilted his head. “Why?” Gregory asked. 

“It’s a nickname my dumb brother came up with growing up.” The voice told him. 

Gregory raised his eyebrows. “This…killer’s family is bigger than I expected.” Gregory said. 

“It is.” Crying Child said. “I had 2 siblings. An older brother, Michael, and an older sister named Elizabeth. I loved them. Though my brother was a pain.” Crying child explained. “He…he was the reason I died.” The boy told him. 

Gregory widened his eyes. “What happened?” Gregory asked. 

“I…” he let out a breath. “Michael and his friends brought me up to Fredbear, saying that I should give him a kiss.” Crying child told him, hearing his brother’s words echo in his head. 

[“Hey guys, I think the little man said he wants to give Fredbear a big kiss!”] 

“They put me into Fredbear’s mouth and…” Crying child could remember the last words he heard. 

[On THREE. One…..Two……”] 

“I couldn’t move, my right arm was free, but my left arm was stuck in its jaws.” Crying child said. “And then…” Crying Child then took over the golden Freddy’s jaw, and made it slam shut loudly. 

Gregory gasped and jumped back, holding his chest with fear from being jumpscared. But he stayed that way for a few seconds…because it was all coming together. And just to confirm he was right, Gregory turned on the flashlight and shined it in Fredbear’s mouth. And sure enough, there were little splatters of blood that hadn’t been cleaned up from the incident. 

But whether it was really Cassidy’s blood or the Crying Child’s blood…Gregory couldn’t tell you. 

“Oh my gosh…” Gregory muttered. He was ready to start crying for the boy then and there. 

“Gregory…” the boy said. 

“Hm?” Gregory hummed. 

“Is Michael still alive?” Crying child asked. 

Gregory blinked and tried to see if he could remember meeting an old guy named Michael. But he couldn’t remember such a thing. An old Michael didn’t exist in his mind. “I don’t know, Crying child.” Gregory replied. 

“I want him to know that I forgive him.” Crying child told him. 

Gregory widened his eyes.

“And that I know he didn’t mean to kill me that day.” The boy added. “It was an accident. And I don’t want him spending the rest of his life blaming himself for my death.” Crying child concluded. 

Gregory looked down. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He finally let them drop onto his cheeks. Not long after, sobs started to leave his mouth. Gregory covered his face and started to cry. 

“Oh Gregory…You’re so emotional.” Cassidy said. 

“Come on, Gregory. Boys don’t cry.” The crying child said. 

Gregory paused his crying upon hearing the kids' words. Did…did he really just say that? No. That’s an outdated statement. Boys do cry, and it’s normal for boys to cry. “Boys are allowed to cry just like girls.” Gregory told him. 

“Gregory is an emotional child, who didn’t grow up in the 1980’s like us. Views on emotional boys have likely changed.” She told the crying child. 

“Oh…” the crying child said. “I’m sorry.” 

“No no, it’s okay.” Gregory wiped away the tears. “He’s right. There’s a time for crying, and now is not the time.” Gregory said. “It’s just that…It’s really sad.” Gregory said. “None of you deserved what happened to you.” Gregory said next. 

“Well, it looks like we can agree on something.” Cassidy said. 

“Yeah.” The crying child replied. 

Gregory nodded. “I think I’m okay now.” Gregory told him. 

“Are you sure?” Cassidy asked. 

Upon hearing that, Gregory could feel the tears welling up again. “Nooo.” He mumbled, his face wincing into sadness. 

Golden Freddy walked up to Gregory and placed its hand on Gregory’s shoulder. “Do you need me to tickle you again to help you get better?” Cassidy asked. 

Gregory widened his eyes a bit. “R-really? Would you do that?” Gregory asked, unsure what to say. 

The animatronic’s mouth opened slightly, attempting to smile at him. “Of course we can.” She replied. “Right, crying child?” She said. 

“Hm?” He muttered, not fully listening. “Oh! Yeah! Right.” Crying child quickly replied. 

“Now: would you like softer tickles?” Cassidy asked next. 

Gregory nodded with a small, attempted smile. “Sure.” He replied. 

Golden Freddy brought its two hands down to Gregory’s sides, and started to wiggle the fingers and dance them around his sides. 

Gregory doubled over and started giggling right away. “Hehehehe! Hehey! Hahaha! Good chohohoice, Cassihihidy!” Gregory said. 

“Thank you.” Cassidy replied. “Hey Crying Child: How about you take over the right arm, since you’re right handed, and I’ll take over the left hand, since I’m left-handed.” Cassidy decided. 

“Good idea!” The crying child reacted. The crying child moved the right hand up to the armpit, creating more high-pitched giggles out of Gregory. “Gitchy gitchy goo!” He teased. 

Gregory brought his head back slightly and laughed. “EEEEheheheheee! Hahaha! Ihihit’s soho tihihicklyyyy!” Gregory giggled. 

“I can see that.” Cassidy told him. 

Crying child giggled. “You’re almost as ticklish as me!” He reacted. 

“You’re tihicklihihish?” Gregory asked. 

“Yeah! Well, I was. I’m not sure we can be tickled in this ghost form.” Crying child admitted. 

“I doubt it.” Cassidy replied. “But we aren’t the people that need tickling. Gregory is.” She added. 

“That’s true.” Crying child replied. 

“Ohohokahay, you can stohohop nohohohohow.” Gregory told them. 

“Are you done crying?” She asked. 

“Ihihi think sohoho.” Gregory replied. 

“That’s not a yes or a no. We need a yes or a no answer.” Cassidy told the boy. 

“Why?” Crying child asked. 

“Because we don't want him crying when he sees his Freddy.” Cassidy told him. 

Crying child went silent and stopped his fingers. “There’s more Freddy’s?” Crying child asked. 

“Yeheah. Ihit’s a newer one. He’s knohown as Glamrock Freddy.” Gregory replied. 

Crying child went silent again. “…The family diner still exists?” He asked. 

Gregory could tell from his voice alone, that something wasn’t right. “Yeah…With hearing all the things about what happened in the past…I’m wondering why they bother to create new pizzeria’s too.” Gregory admitted. 

“Where are we?” Crying child asked. 

Cassidy cleared her throat, despite clearly not needing to. “We are in another version of Freddy's Pizzeria.” 

Gregory shook his head. “It’s even bigger than just a pizzeria now. It’s a mall! A ginormous mall with 5 floors. And I fear there may be more undiscovered floors.” Gregory told them. 

“We should get back to hiding. Gregory has been missing for about 20 minutes now.” She said. 

“Freddy’s okay. If he was worried, he would’ve called me on the watch.” Gregory told him. 

“Freddy is…your friend?” Crying child asked. 

Gregory bit his lip. He knew what the boy was referring to. Freddy must’ve been considered his enemy, considering he literally died at the hands of this Golden Freddy. “He’s really nice. He loves me like a father would.” Gregory told him. 

“…What is a real father like?” Crying child asked. 

Gregory widened his eyes in shock. But then, he remembered something: this kid grew up in the 80’s…where not even emotional abuse was a thing. And he grew up with a father who later killed kids roughly his age. And in Gregory’s mind…a person who kills kids, should never become a father. 

“I’m sorry.” Gregory told him. “I…I forgot about…yeah.” Gregory muttered awkwardly. 

Cassidy sighed. “I’ll take the time to explain. It’s time for Gregory to leave this hideout.” Cassidy told them. 

Gregory nodded and gave the golden Freddy a hug. “I’ll miss you, Cassidy.” Gregory said. “And it’s nice to finally meet you, Crying Child.” Gregory added. 

“It’s good to meet you too, Gregory.” Crying child said. 

Gregory walked out of the room, closing the door behind him and locking it. He kept the key in his pocket, in case he wanted to visit the spirits again. But he would have to make sure he tells Freddy this time. Cause…he didn want to ruin the wonderful relationship they had, by lying to him. It wouldn’t be right. 

Meanwhile, the two spirits were talking to each other.

“I made a new friend today. That hasn’t happened in a long time.” Crying child said. 

“It’s nice to talk to someone else.” Cassidy said. 

“Are you tired of me yet?” Crying child joked. 

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” Cassidy told him. 

Then, Crying child let out his first giggly laugh in over 20 years. This little laugh just told Cassidy that she had to see Gregory again…

Cassidy began to hope that the older kid would pay them another visit in the future. She imagined talking about all sorts of subjects, happy and sad. She even imagined tickling him a bit more, and experiencing more of the childhood things through Gregory, that they both lost so soon due to preventable circumstances. 

Perhaps one day…