#i see molten freddy and i'm like baby boy. baby

[mutifandomlover]

30 DAYS WRITING CHALLENGE.

Day 27:Write an ending without a beginning.

From:@creativepromptsforwriting.

Title:Curtain Call.

It was Saturday morning at Freddy's Rockstar Plaza, and every animatronic was getting ready for their performance. Their last performance since the pizzeria was closing after the party today. August sat at one of the tables with Lefty.

"What's wrong Auggie?"

"You look sad."

August sighed before looking up at Lefty.

"I know why we're closing, to free the souls, and I want them to be free, but...I also don't want to go..."

"What do you mean?"

"I like being up on the stage."

"I like singing with my friends."

"I like interacting with the kids and they love me."

"They're always happy to see me."

"I like it, it's not necessarily living but I like it."

August looked at his friends. The Rockstars were getting ready and talking as if it was just another day. The Medicore Melodies were talking to Michael about what was happening after the place closed. And the rest were just talking amongst themselves, not really caring about what happens after today.

Lefty put his hand on August's shoulder.

"I know it might seem nice to you but the others don't like it..."

"I know they don't."

"These suits are dark and cold to them, and it scares them."

"Come on guys, the birthday party is about to start!"

"We're coming."

August got up and fixed his bowtie. He got up onto the stage with his microphone and smiled. It was time for the final performance. His last curtain call.

The day was filled with kids laughing and running around the place. August interacted with them as he always did. When it was near closing, he saw a little boy all by himself waiting for his parents to pick him up. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a blue and white shirt with blue shorts and brown sneakers. He walked over to the kid.

"Hey there kiddo, did you have a good time?"

"Yeah."

"Why is this place closing?"

August was thrown off by the kid's question. Perhaps he overheard one of the employees talking about it. It wouldn't surprise August if that was the case since they talked about a lot of things behind the manager's back.

"I can't really say why unfortunately since I don't know the details."

"Are you going to the new location?"

Location? August hadn't heard anything of a new location. It did get him curious, though. Could he go to it somehow? He was rather new for an animatronic, and it wouldn't be very smart of the managers to destroy him in the building. Then again, he is one of the souls trapped in this place, and there's a good chance that Mr. Emily knows about him.

"What new location?"

"A place with the new Glamlock animatronics."

"It sounds exciting, I'm not sure they'll send me there, but I hope so."

"Gregory, it's time to go!"

"Bye Rockstar August."

"Bye kiddo."

The kid or Gregory went outside of the pizzeria to his parents' car and waved goodbye to August. August waved back from the window. Mr. Emily came into the building.

"Alright, Michael, take everyone who isn't staying here to the truck."

"Everyone follow me."

Everyone began to go to the truck.

"You coming August?"

"I'll be there in just a second."

"I want to say goodbye to someone first."

August went to the salvage room where Lefty, Scrap Baby, Molten Freddy, and Scraptrap were.

"Don't tell me, you're burning up too."

"Burning?!"

Scraptrap's words startled August. He didn't want to think that his friends were being burned.

"Don't scare him!"

Molten Freddy bonked Scraptrap on the head, and Scraptrap let out a low growl.

"Ignore him August, he's in a bad mood as usual."

"At least when this is all over, I won't share a body with a killer."

"So, what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to say goodbye to you guys since they're moving everyone else to a location."

"You're not coming with us?"

The other souls appeared behind Lefty.

"Uh no, I'm not."

"Why?"

"Don't you want revenge on him?"

"I don't, not anymore."

"The feeling for revenge had left me awhile, and I've grown attached to this body."

"We understand, you don't hate how it feels."

"Goodbye, Auggie. I hope wherever you go, you're happy."

"You better smile for us, Rockstar, that's what you're best at doing."

"If I find my brother down there, I'll tell him I said hi."

"Thank you everyone."

As August was leaving, Scraptrap put his hand on his shoulder.

"If I find your dad, I'll tell him how you are."

"Thanks."

August left the salvage room and joined the others in the truck.

"I'm gonna miss Lefty."

"Me too."

"You're not coming with us Michael?"

"I can't."

"Melissa's going to drive you guys to a warehouse where you'll stay at until the new location is built."

"And you'll all be upgradedand moved th the locations."

Helpy sat with August. Helpy whispered into his ear.

"Why didn't you stay with them?"

"Because they knew that I didn't want to die again, they wanted me to go."

The truck started moving. Michael went back inside where the office was, and Henry burned the place down with him, Michael, and every animatronic that was inside it.

[starlit-mansion]

Tbh i feel like the stupid fucking blob is the same level of insulting to molten freddy fans and burntrap is to springtrap fans

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I'm sorry but I have two things I thought of and you absolutely do not need to do both I just- I had *thoughts*, and just wanted to say them, you can do one or the other even combine them if wanted but just do what ya want, don't even have to do this request

request is, kinda based off of the one post about Michael being a big brother to Circus baby AU idea and art you reblogged, anywho, do what ya want with this

How about a platonic thing where reader and Michael shared a house/reader was a friend of Mike's and was over a lot, and Michael and Reader ended up helping take care of Circus Baby, taking the murder out of her code, rebuilding and fixing her, and basically just Reader helping two siblings broken apart reunite with no murder having to occur,,

Or even Michael just having Circus baby at his house and reader took care of Molten freddy in theirs, maybe a reunion was scheduled and Baby and the animatronics in Molten end up having an apology session and just catch up for an hour or two, just a bonding type of thing between two humans and their robots

- Salt Anon

I can combine both! And yeah I really loved that AU.

No scooped Michael just him, reader, and two amalgamated robots (who get new bodies and somewhat feel like themselves again)

.......

“Wait, you found who??”

“Uh--”

“IS THAT THE BIRTHDAY BOY-Y-Y?!!!”

“Shhh, Freddy! Shut it.”

“Freddy? As in..Funtime Freddy? He’s with you?”

“Yeah, and also Foxy and Ballora.” You tried to explain the situation to Michael over the phone. “I guess they split from Baby and took all the wires. Then they found their way here a day or so ago. Looks like Freddy’s the one in control now. He even made his own mask, calling himself “Molten Freddy”.

You could hear him sigh into the receiver. “That’s odd. Do you know why they would do that? I thought their whole goal was to find me.”

“He says they got into an argument and they couldn’t cooperate with each other anymore. I guess they were sick of listening to Baby’s orders.”

“Huh, she didn’t tell me that..” He muttered, seemingly to himself.

“Wait, she’s with you?”

“Oh--yeah..she found her way to me. I managed to take off that claw of hers. She hasn’t tried to kill me yet, but she’s not talking to me much either..”

From the sadness lacing his tone, you knew that he wasn’t giving up on Baby, despite the multiple attempts on his life she and the others made. He was trying to do all he can to get her back. 

But obviously he couldn’t do it alone. He needed your help.

First, however, you had to get her and her bandmates to reconcile. Freddy seems to genuinely miss her a little, so you had an idea.

“How about I bring Freddy over in a little while? I can repair them better at your place and..maybe we can get them to make-up somehow.”

"As long as they don’t try to scoop me.” Michael sarcastically remarked.

“Not on my watch. I think they realized their mistake.”

“Alright. I’ll see you soon, [y/n].”

.........

With Molten Freddy huddled in the back of your pickup truck, getting him from your place to Michael’s was relatively easy. He whined about wanting you to carry him, but obviously that wasn’t gonna happen.

After parking near the open garage door, where your friend was fixing up Baby some more, you stepped out and flipped the tailgate down. 

Michael glanced over and was incredibly surprised at the amalgamation coiled up in the cargo bed. “You weren’t kidding..he really did put himself together.”

“Yeah-h-h.” The bear giggled, his jaw hanging loose for a moment before he snapped it back in place. “We’re sorry, Mikey, w-w-we didn’t know any better.”

“It’s..quite alright. Come on in here and I’ll look at you in a sec.”

With a grin, he tumbled out of your truck and slinked inside while you followed him, stopping in front of Baby. She looked like her previous self, except with scraps put together, giving her orange, silver, and black accents. She had roller skates instead of jester shoes and a tiara atop her head.

“Is this your new phase?” You lightly joked, to which she looked at you and shrugged.

Yeah, she definitely wasn’t in the mood to talk. She didn’t even look at Molten Freddy, and vice versa.

It was gonna be a long, long while before they reconcile. 

But until then you vowed to repair them so they felt a little bit more like their old selves.

.......

Several weeks of work had passed, and Molten Freddy and “Scrap Baby” received some major improvements.

For Freddy, you removed all of the unnecessary wires and shopped online for cheap animatronic casing. You found orange and white ones, along with some buttons already on the torso piece, deciding that’ll do. And you polished his mask and added some casing to it, too. His orange eyes were shined and you took out Foxy’s and Ballora’s AIs, uploading them to new bodies.

Foxy was installed in an electronic plushie of themselves that was once Elizabeth’s and Ballora was now a broken Minireena who hid inside Molten Freddy’s wires.

Although a bit disappointed that they didn’t get full-sized animatronic bodies, they became content. And Freddy was ecstatic to pick them up and hug them every chance he got.

Bonbon’s AI was intertwined with his code, so they were still able to talk to each other, which helped with the bear’s sanity.

Michael mostly worked on Baby’s makeover, fitting her with better casing and a circus-themed dress, frilly collar, and gloves. She was insistent on keeping the tiara and shoes so he left those alone. And he modified her code so that she no longer had the will to kill children, which was fairly difficult given how deeply ingrained that part of the programming was, but it worked.

You did the same with the other three, just in case they got any funny ideas. There were going to be no murderous robots on your watch, especially not around your friend who has had such bad luck around robots over the years.

After Freddy and Baby woke up and got used to their new bodies, they did start talking to each other again, apologizing for their petty fight. That took about an hour and involved lots of tears from Freddy--who admitted he lashed out mostly because he missed Bonbon.

While they made up soon, Baby had yet to apologize to Michael.

Foxy, Freddy, and Ballora already did, confirming they were just blindly following orders and didn’t realize they were hunting the wrong man.

Sadly, Baby’s hesitance was no surprise to you, though it still hurt Michael a lot. You understood that she simply needed time. After all she was still possessed by a scared child and didn’t think an apology would make up for all the awful things that happened.

Though one night, while you were in your workshop painting Ballora’s wooden skin and making her look like her original-self, you could hear Michael’s and Baby’s voices talking outside.

It was hard not to eavesdrop--as Ballora gently reminded you that was rude--but you could barely make out what they were saying. ‘At least they’re talking to each other at all-’

You froze for a moment, however, when you could’ve sworn you heard Michael..starting to cry?

“Oh..my sweet boy..” Ballora muttered sadly, her heart breaking at the sound of her son’s sobs. “I wonder what happened.”

“Imma...check on him. Don’t move.” Putting down your brush, you got up and wiped your hands off with a rag before exiting your workshop to see what was going on.

“Mike? Everything okay?” You stopped short when you arrived to the living room, seeing Michael hugging Baby and leaning his head on her shoulder.

“L-Liz.. it was never your fault. I should have been watching you. A-After we lost Evan, I promised to never leave you. I promised that nothing would hurt you and..I’m such a bad liar. A bad brother..” He sobbed.

Your heart broke, yet at the same time...you were relieved that he could finally bring his sister home and say what he’s wanted to say to her for so long.

Even if it wasn’t his fault that Baby took her away, the guilt stayed with him ever since--the fact he failed to watch her for a second. He’s talked about that with you on late-night calls quite often, blaming himself for everything.

Now that she was back with him, he could finally have closure.

Baby just stood there for a second, unmoving as she looked down at her crying older brother. Then her own arms moved to wrap around him, and to your astonishment her blue eyes flickered to green.

“You’re not a bad brother, Mikey. You found me..and you put me back together. I couldn’t be happier.”

His tearful eyes widened, and he looked up at her in shock. But he then smiled shakily and chuckled. “I-I’m glad you’re happy.”

You smiled at the exchange, eventually deciding to make yourself known by knocking on the doorframe. “We really put our own little family together, huh?”

Michael wiped his tears away as he saw you there, sighing. He and Baby broke the hug and stood up together. Around that same time, Freddy peeked out of the guest room, holding Foxy.

“We’re family?????”

“Yes, Freddy.” Baby uttered in a hushed whisper. “We are all a family now. A much better one, in fact.”

“I’m inclined to agree!!” Foxy boasted proudly, raising their plush arms.

You chuckled as you decided to bring the half-painted Ballora out from your workshop. Upon returning you saw Freddy, Foxy, and Baby surround Michael in a hug.

Exchanging a brief glance with Ballora, who nodded in approval, you headed over to join the group, happy that you were able to not only rescue them and make them feel whole again...

But also help Michael mend a broken bond.

[deadpuppetboi]

There was so much to life that seemed so distant to Ryan after all this time.

One moment he was alive, the other dead, then a Puppet, then a decaying Puppet, then a bear, and so on.

Was it dumb for him to think of what his life could have been like?

What would he have been like as a teenager? An adult? An older person even?

Would he be the same or significantly change over time?

Maybe in another universe, that would have happened, but at what cost? Would another restaurant inspired by his father’s work suffer instead of him? What would that even be like? Would it be worse than what transpired or less?

Ryan gave out a sigh, the screams of his father from ahead did not bother him. Instead, he rested his cheek against the cool metal of the vent he resided in. He didn't bother to get out, offering to instead stay inside and wait to see whatever else may happen next.

But the sudden sound of something crawling through the vents was heard, Ryan groaning as a familiar broken honk was made.

He didn't bother looking up, still keeping his stance before a cold wire poked his head.

“Hey, “the wired clown called out, crawling even closer to the boy, “what’s up with you?”

Ryan replied with a groan, face muffled by the vent he didn't bother to respond properly. Yet, Ennard didn't care, offering to get closer and lay next to the boy, enough room was made between the two.

“Let me guess-uh-grown-up problems stuck in that little head of yours?”

Ryan groaned.

Ennard nodded along, in understanding before he looked ahead of the vent.

“You know, you’re not alone in thinking that. I'm sure everyone else has been thinking like a grown-up around here. I mean, have you seen Baby figure out those nightmares of yours being taller than her? Made her think so hard and fast that her servos fried!”

The clown laughed his unusual glitchy laugh, banging the vents with his wired claws as he did so. Yet, as he calmed down, Ryan was still face-planted on the vent, unmoving and unmotivated to cheer up.

The clown groaned.

“Listen, Ryan, I know everything about this place is supposed to get back at your father. And, by all means, I'm not complaining about using his skin as a suit every other night!”

He gave a slight laugh, his nose honking its broken honk at the movement.

“But if you want to take a break, then that's fine, everyone needs one every once in a while. I even took some for myself and look at me now, I'm a full-on robotic clown on the prowl to tear my creator from the inside out!”

There was a slight giggle from the boy, a blooming pride coursed through the clown to see Ryan turn his head over to look over him.

He had a small smile on his face, not too big, but it was a start.

“Yeah, you really showed him how your balloon animal tricks worked great on him.”

Ennard laughed.

“I sure did, didn't I?”

The two laughed together, Ryan now laying on his side to look up at the clown more clearly.

“You feel any better? No more sadness in those tears of yours? Because if there are, I’d be happy to make your dad into a puppet for a joke or two.”

Ryan giggled again, shaking his head as he did so.

“No, that's okay, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

Ryan gave a firm nod.

“Yeah.”

“Great, because-”

“HeY, “a distorted voice called out, “sTOp hOggINg the veNTS, I cAN’t MoVe arOUNd herE!”

“I’m trying to have a tender moment with the kid, shut up!”

Molten Freddy piled onto the two, tangled wires spreading around like water and coiling around like them like snakes.

“But I CAn’t brEAThe in hErE!”

“You can't breathe, no one can breathe, we don't have lungs!”

Ryan laughed again, even louder than before, the colors of his cheeks reddening from it.

Man, clowns always did cheer him up.

[kadssp]

I mean. We've been talking about Michael like he doesn't have Ennard for innards, so why not talk about Ennard by himself?

There was a fifth animatronic in the game files that was out of service, and like... If Ennard was never his own person, why would they have a mask of their own? The way I see it, Ennard was scrapped before CBEAR even opened, and then after all THAT happened, Ballora and the 2 Funtimes became Molten Freddy and Baby went on as Scrap Baby and Ennard kinda just. Keeps Mike alive. Venom and Eddie type of thing. The boy has no BONES anymore he can't be STANDING unless something helped him.

I just always liked the guy and I feel bad for him. I mean, can you imagine being told "Hey, we're getting out of here" and then the next thing you know the person they said was gonna help you guys leave is dead on the floor and- Wait, T H I S was the plan?!

I think the burnt spaghetti man is creepy in all the best ways I'm sorry. (._.)

-🎁

that’s what i think suji was talking about at first though was that there’s hints and implications that ennard was at some point his own animatronic but we never got to see that in game, he was scrapped or scooped or whatever and parts of him was used so that they all could get out, he probably never thought it would involved killing a guy but he wasnt in control tbh, it was always baby (elizabeth) but i guess if we view from a point where he was his own animatronic, probably still just pieces since he seemed to be thrown to the side and didnt make the cut to be in the picture with the other animatronics, then maybe i could agree to something but i dont want to be attacked over it by people that don’t understand the full story or by people that know more than i do💀

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Okay, I thought of something. Do you have headcanons of what would happen if Ennard and Molten Freddy met? Like, what would happen? I'm so curious! (Also, I hope your having a great day! X3)

▪The two meet one night when Molten Freddy was about to attack William for forgetting to close the front vent.

▪There's a strange squeaking but Freddy thinks it was just himself doing that and dismisses it before closing in for the kill.

▪Before he could, though, there’s a loud crash and he turns to see..someone else with a more complete-looking endoskeleton and a simple plastic clown mask on the floor beside them.

▪When Ennard recovers it and puts it back on, they glance up in surprise to see another amalgamation that looks exactly like them…only with a rusty Freddy mask made from scrap.

▪The voice of Funtime Freddy (within Ennard) speaks out for the first time since he fused with the others and asks who the silly-looking “phony” is.

▪Ballora gains control and tries to calm him down, but Molten Freddy is both confused and relieved to hear them again, saying how much he missed them since they shutdown.

▪Although he doesn’t take too kindly to this “impostor Funtime Freddy”.

▪At this point the two bears just start calling each other names like little kids.

▪Baby, Ballora, Foxy, and BonBon try to get their Freddy to shut up so they can explain themselves, but Molten Freddy tackles Ennard the moment he hears the voice of his blue bunny companion, hoping to “save him”.

▪In the end….the two get entangled in each other’s wires and are forced to stop fighting when they can’t even move their arms.

▪Then they just look to William, who hasn’t said a word since Ennard arrived, for help.

▪But he’s pretty much like “bitch no have fun figuring that out yourselves.”

▪As if the timing couldn’t be better, DeeDee shows up to add more problems to the night, but when she sees what’s going on, she decides to send in “Trash & the Gang” to help clean up the “mess”.

▪It’s about 5:59 when they finally get Molten Freddy and Ennard untangled.

▪Then they form a truce and agree to never fight again, before looking to William with menacing stares.

▪Aaaand that marks the 1029th death he’s experienced in his “personal Hell” thus far.