prompt from @kookyc
Extinct
(891 words)
It was supposed to just be a silly marathon.
Gregory threw out the idea to Freddy, who mentioned wanting to learn more about the outside world. Which... he cant really do as only a head, despite Gregory and Vanessa having plans to get him a body.
Gregory just wanted to show him some of the world around him, nature and all that crap, from the comfort of Vanessa's apartment, by watching a nature documentary.
Gregory should have known letting the episode about bears play was a bad idea.
"Bears are extinct?!" Freddy cries, once again suprising Gregory with the suprising amount of emotion in his robotic voice.
Gregory sighs, and facepalms, pausing the TV. "Yeah. Went extinct a couple years back. Polar bears went first, and then they all just kinda dropped from there."
Freddy sputters, and looks at the grizzly bear on the TV with somehow shiny eyes. "B-But I thought humans were supposed to protect nature and the wild animals that inhabit it!"
Gregory frowns. "Yeah, they're supposed to. But things happened and not everything can be saved."
Freddy looks away from the TV and at him, LED eyes shining bright with emotion. "I am a bear. I am Freddy Fazbear. What does this mean for me?"
Gregory sighs. "Oh boy."
"If bears are all extinct, does that mean I am the last bear in the world?" Freddy starts, eyes staring blankly at the wall. "I am not a real bear, though. Does that mean I am apart of my own species? With the Pizzaplex closing down, will there be no more of me made? Am I the last of my kind?!"
Gregory pats Freddys head when he begins to sound frantic, and he grabs the remote, turning off the documentary and putting on YouTube. "Maybe we should watch something else. I dont think worrying over whether you can go extinct as a robot is good for your programming."
Freddy mimics taking a deep breath, like how Vanessa showed him how to do if Freddy ever malfunctions over Gregory being away. "You are right, Gregory. What would my ancestors think if I was wasting the life of the last bear on earth with worrying? They would want me to live it to the fullest!"
Gregory pauses. "Er... that's not what I meant--"
"Nonsense!" Freddy exclaims. "Put on some more information about nature, Superstar. I want to learn about those before me!"
Vanessa walks into the room before Gregory can respond, holding a bowl of popcorn. "I heard yelling. What happened?"
Gregory waves sporratically at the TV and then at Freddy. "Vanessa, tell Freddy that he isn't apart of a species and that he wont go extinct like bears did!"
Vanessa plops down on the couch, and she hums nonchalantly, in thought.
"Well... technically..."
Gregory stares at her. "Vanessa."
Gregory can see a slight twitch in her carefully neural expression, and he feels his blood boil. "Technically, Glamrock Freddys have gone extinct, since they wont be rebuilding another Pizzaplex."
Gregory stands up off the couch. "But he isnt even apart of a species to begin with! He cant even go extinct!"
Vanessa's stony expression finally breaks, and she bursts out laughing when Freddy cries out.
"So it is true!" Freddy exclaims, distraught. "I am the last Glamrock Freddy!"
Gregory shakes his head and sighs, sitting down. "Sure, I guess... but Freddy, you arent just a Glamrock Freddy," Gregory says, and sends Vanessa the stink eye when shes still laughing.
"You're one of a kind. And being so unique that there arent any more of you isnt a bad thing. How would you feel if there were two of me?"
Freddy hums, mulling over Gregory's words. "I cannot imagine there being two of you, Superstar, same with Vanessa, but..." He trails off. "You are not like me, Gregory. You were not created to entertain and inspire. You are just you, and I am me."
"That's right. You're you." Gregory counters. "It doesnt matter why we were created, it matters what we do with our lives while we live them."
Gregory sends Vanessa a meaningful look, and she just stares at them when her laughter dies down considerably, a serious expression on her face.
"Damn," Vanessa pokes him. "Why are you pulling out all of the existential wise words, squirt?"
Gregory shrugs. "I dunno. Freddy seems like he needs it."
Freddy rumbles a low sound, and Gregory recognizes it as thinking. "So..." Freddy begins. "you are saying that I am myself, and there is nobody else like me, therefore I cannot truly die?"
Gregory scratches behind his head. "Well, I didnt put it like that..." He says. "But yeah. I guess."
Freddy smiles. "That was very wise, Superstar." He praises. "I will keep this in mind next time I feel like I am in a jumble."
"...Jumble?" Gregory mutters, then shakes his head. "No problem, Freddy. I just don't want you to have an existential crisis again."
"How about we watch one of your, as you put it, 'vlogs', Superstar?" Freddy asks.
Gregory grins. "You dont even have to ask."
The video Gregory put on was only playing for a couple minutes when Vanessa spoke up suddenly, a quiet mumble.
"Well technically, a long line of Freddys have been fizzled out over decades and never used again, so Freddy can go extinct."
"Vanessa!"
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