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I need people to talk to me about the three amigos, Cassie, and Ness. Maybe Luis too cause I like him.

I want to shake them in a jar

Here, have a random thing that might be Tony's first experience with a crush

Tony: Whatever's wrong with Greg is super concerning, but also interesting. I need to stick him in a maze and study him. I need to open his brain and watch what patterns the synapses in his brain make.

Ellis: Dude, Tony, my bro, please, you sound insane. Greggo is perfectly normal, what you just said, makes you sound like there's something wrong with you.

Tony: I am fascinated with his psychology and tendency towards violent declarations of interest. Most people don't say things like that.

Ellis: You mean his whole "I want to tear out someone's neck with my teeth and drink their blood?" He was literally kidding and I picked a vampire horror movie last week. You're reading too much into it. The crush is cute though.

Tony: You don't get it. He's wasn't joking, his eyes were too focused. And he said it like someone might say they want to eat an apple pie or like they want to drink a glass of ice water.

Ellis: Alright, I'll humor you. If he was so focused with his not joke, then what was he focused on?

Tony: Me! Were you not paying attention? He looked right at my neck. He was definitely threatening me and he has shown an interest in cannibalism before.

Ellis: Oh, bud, you're smart, but you're an idiot. At least we know you have a chance.

Tony: Here, look at this!

Ellis: It's a photo of Greggles chewing on a toy?

Tony: That's an actual chicken bone. He's probably not against chewing a human bone. Can't you see me and likely several other people are in danger? Aren't you even a little curious why he's like this?

Ellis: Autism? He just likes to chew. He's not a danger to anyone except suburban white moms.

Tony: Why do I even bother? I'll prove it to you. I'll be keeping a close eye on him for the next few weeks.

Ellis: Whatever reason you gotta use to rationalize it. It takes a long time to accept yourself, I believe in you.

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Tony: Hey, Greg, what are you doing?

Gregory: Oh, just thinking. Why, is something wrong? Was there another fire?

Tony: No, no fire. Nothing's wrong, I'm just curious. So, what were you thinking about?

Gregory: Heart beats! They're so... calming. I'd like to feel one.

Tony: ...Just put your hand over your chest and you can feel your own.

Gregory: I did that. It's not enough. I want to stick my hand into someone's chest and wrap my hand around their heart and feel it beat against my palm.

Tony: (That's horrifying! But also, it's sort of interesting. What exactly could be the base desire behind it? If I'm to believe anything Ellis says, Greg doesn't actually want to harm anyone. He's certainly put behind the more violent tendencies he had, aside from these random lines. What was it he said, it's calming? Why would he want something calming? Is Greg stressed out about something? Pets tend to chew and tear things up when stressed, is this similar?)

Gregory: I want to see behind your eyeball. I want to know what an optic nerve looks like and I want to see why yours malfunctions.

Tony: Malfunctions? My vision doesn't get spotty or anything. (Still, Greg is specifically interested in my body so it must be something to do with what he thinks of me. Am I a relaxing presence for him?)

...

Tony: (Why does that thought make me feel so warm? I think I'm starting to get light-headed.)

Gregory: You wear glasses, so your vision clearly has malfunctioned.

Tony: Right. (I'm forgetting how to breathe.) Can I ask you something?

Gregory: You can ask me anything. I might not answer it to your satisfaction, though.

Tony: Uh, right. Why are you so interested in my body, no, in me? You seem to really like the idea of hurting me based on all of those odd things you say. I mean, to see the optic nerve you would have to remove the eye and that'd not only make me blind, but it would hurt.

Gregory: Hmm, it's hard to explain. Some people eat food or hug stuffed animals because they like the feeling it brings. Thinking about either of those things being the same feelings, but muted or muffled. Thinking about doing these things to you gives me a good feeling, so actually doing them must feel much better, right?

Tony: That... uh, logic is sound, I suppose. You don't seem to mind those scenarios would kill me or scar me forever.

Gregory: If I could do everything without killing you, I would. It'd be fairly dull if you were gone. You have pretty funny reactions. But, mainly, I like the sound of your breath and how focused you get when there's a new mystery. You notice nothing when it's right in front of you, so it's easier to mess with you.

Tony: (The sound of my breath? That sounds kind of freaky. I don't hate it. Why don't I hate it? I don't think I could make my body move right now even under dire circumstances. I might be dying. And I think I'm okay with that.)

Gregory: It's time for me to go. So, I'll see you tomorrow morning. Unless you sneak in through my window at 11:15 pm like in my dream at nap time today. If that happens, I'll see you tonight.

...

Tony: (What? Greg dreamt I'd sneak in through his window? That's insane. I know where the spare key to his apartment is and I can pick a lock. That's completely unnecessary.)

...

Tony: Okay, Greg is gone. I can breathe again. More importantly, I learned he likes me because he finds me calming and pranking me is fun to him. I can draw a conclusion based on my reactions to all of this he's probably poisoning me when I'm near him. He's not in front of him and I feel much better physically. Still a little warm and... floaty? Is that a feeling?

Tony: I'll just add the new information to the board when I get home and prepare for another round of questions.

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Can whoever follows me or see this spill to me about their trilogy headcanons? Can be with any character please I’m craving more content share share with me share share I might draw it please pls pls

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You know how after jokes you'll hear the sound of a cymbal being hit?

Well imagine that in a FNAF context

Music Man has cymbals and he could just hit them after someone tells a joke

In UCN all the characters just tell jokes and then Music Man swoops in with a clang

It'd be hilarious

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now for the ultimate test. go to this website. set it to randomly generate ONE pokemon. all generations. all types. whatever it generates? thats you as a pokemon forever. what you get is what you get. NO RE ROLLING. now. who are you? i got goomy :^)

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FUCK your zodiac sign give me your three favorite sanders sides IN ORDER OF FAVORITISM

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america land of the free huh. why dont u go and FREE ur colonies already then.

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Among Us part 2

Circus Baby/Liz: You cannot affect the game to make yourself an imposter, Jesse

Withered Freddy/Jesse: I'm trying to prove a point... If this works I will be the smartest guy in gaming

Toy Freddy/Teddy: Who's watching Game Theory?

Will: Can I go back to torture?

Golden Freddy/Cassidy: Shut the fuck up, dumb whore

Withered Golden Freddy/Michael: That's not very nice

CC: I don't want to exist.

Withered Golden Freddy/Michael: We have a new player. His name is Lally.

CC: Hi, Lally.

Cassidy: Hello Lally.

Lally: Hello!

Circus Baby/Liz: Aww, he sounds so cute!! I love him!!

RXQ/August: Can we start the game?

Shadow Freddy/Joel:...... Liz is in charge of the game.

CC: Mike isn't back in yet. He had to change his username.

Will: Lovely. When Michael is back in, are we starting, or do I have time to use the loo?

Cassidy: What did he just ask?

Circus Baby/Liz: Go use the loo, Daddy. I have to wait for color changes anyway.

Lally: How does this game work?

Withered Golden Freddy/Michael: It's like Clue, but we have to complete randomized tasks as well.

Lally:..... That sounds fun... I prefer hide and seek.

Puppet/Charlie: I'm just spectating from Cassidy's screen.

Helpy/Sammy: I want pink, pls

Circus Baby/Liz: You don't have to type it in the game's chat. We use discord so we can hear each other.

Lefty/Lex: Why can't I have red? It's my favorite.

CC: That's reserved for Mike...

Lefty/Lex: He can have gray

CC: You can have grey

Golden Freddy/Cassidy: If you use purple, you a moron

Will:... We both use purple. Joel Rodriguez uses purple. His twin uses purple. Elizabeth has used purple.

Golden Freddy/Cassidy: I said what I said.

Bonnie/Jeremy: Fritz says he has bad luck and will get imposter again.

Chica/Susie: Fritz is just being a baby

Freddy/Gabriel: Can you guys be quieter on the headphones?

Foxy/Fritz: Yeah, sure, hang on.... AAAAAAH!!

Lefty/Lex: If you do that again, I will kill you in your sleep.

Yenndo/Malachi: Sorry, I'm late.

Lolbit/Logyn:.... He sounds like Corpse Husband.

Lefty/Lex: Very relaxing, you should sing

Bonnie/Jeremy: Or read bedtime stories

Spring Bonnie/Haru: Or narrate pornos

Puppet/Charlie: There are children here!

Golden Freddy/Cassidy: What's a...

Freddy/Gabriel: You don't wanna know.

Circus Baby/Liz: Mike, how long does it take?

Mike:......

Circus Baby/Liz: Mike, your sound isn't coming through.

Mike:.......

Puppet/Charlie: I'll go check.

Freddy/Gabriel: Malachi, please indulge them in at least one of the suggested things.

Yenndo/Malachi: K... ~You made a mistake~

Circus Baby/Liz: Is he on yet?

Puppet/Charlie: No... Sound's not working

Yenndo/Malachi: ~On the day that you met me and lost your way~

Will: I'm unfortunately back. What's happening?

Yenndo/Malachi: ~You saw all the signs~

Lolbit/Logyn: His voice...

Bonnie/Jeremy: So relaxing

Spring Bonnie/Haru: I get you're keeping it PG for the children but you can admit his voice is sexy

Yenndo/Malachi:... But you let it go, you closed your eyes

Bonnie/Jeremy: I don't... Uhm... It's not..... Uuuuh

Foxy/Fritz: His voice isn't sexy! He sounds sleepy and done with our shit!

Spring Bonnie/Haru: You are a child. You don't know what sexy means.

Lolbit/Logyn: I will not admit to any sort of attraction to anyone here

Yenndo/Malachi: *sighs* ~I should've told you to leave~

Mike: Is my Mic working now?

Circus Baby/Liz: Yep! Thanks Charlie!

Puppet/Charlie: I like the singing.

Mike: What singing?

Yenndo/Malachi: ~Cause I knew all the time you couldn't handle me~

Freddy/Gabriel: Are we starting?

Toy Freddy/Teddy: I just finished an entire round of GTFO, why did it take so long?

Mike: My microphone wouldn't work and I could barely hear you guys

Yenndo/Malachi: ~But you're hard to resist~

Will: May Mr. Voznesensky have the red skin? He's annoyed that you have dibs on it, Michael

Mike: Huh? Oh, you can have red. I don't mind.

Yenndo/Malachi: ~When you're on your knees, begging me~

Lefty/Lex: Yes! I am now blood personified!

Chica/Susie: I thought you said you weren't a person?

Lefty/Lex: My character is a person.

Yenndo/Malachi: ~I'll tear you down, I'll make you bleed, internally~

Chica/Susie: Doesn't make sense but okay

Bonnie/Jeremy: Liz, did you mean to click start?

Circus Baby/Liz: Yep! There are supposed to be only 3 impostors, okay? Do not give it away. We won't find out who the impostors are until the end of the game.

Yenndo/Malachi: ~Can't help myself, from hurting you when it's hurting me~

Freddy/Gabriel: Jesse will likely take a screenshot if he ends up as the imposter and send it to me after the game

Withered Freddy/Jesse: I am trying to prove a point. I set it up perfectly and everything

Golden Freddy/Cassidy: Aww... I wanted to be imposter.

Foxy/Fritz: I thought we weren't supposed to give it away?

Will: It could be a diversion tactic

Circus Baby/Liz: Word of the day! Diversion

Mike: It's like leading someone away from the truth by sharing info that seems accurate but is the opposite of the truth

Golden Freddy/Cassidy: Cool

Yenndo/Malachi: ~I don't have wings, so flying with me won't be easy!~

Foxy/Fritz: What the fuck is he singing?

Lolbit/Logyn: Shh, it sounds nice

Malachi: 🎶Cause I'm not an angel, I'm not an angel!🎶

Mike: That was awesome... I am in awe

Circus Baby/Liz: Y'all are so silly. Aw sh-ooooot. Shoot. The lights are out.

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She pushed the box. It creaked open slowly. The lid fell backward heavily. The room echoed when the tile was hit. She held her breath as she waited for anyone to enter. Nobody came.

She peered into the box. Bile rose in her throat. Inside lay a human body. Not just any body, his body. The missing boy. The one claimed to have raped and killed all those school children.

She rose from her knees above the box. Only the head was visible. Blood dripped from the empty eye sockets. He hasn't been dead long.

She pulled back the cover and choked back vomit. Blood stained the entire base of the box. Blood poured out of various holes.

The body wasn't natural. If it had been a wild animal, it would've been torn to shreds or missing large pieces of flesh. Instead, the entire body was in that box.

The arms lay next to each other. The legs are neatly laid together as well. The hands and feet were set in a nice diamond shape. Blood pooled out of each severed location.

The body appeared to have been surgically cut at each joint. The shoulders, the knees, the elbows, the hips, and the ankles and wrists. This was done by a person.

Small steps echoes behind her. She froze as the sound came closer. She peeked over her shoulder. The thing stood still just in front of the door. Its beady eyes bore into her soul.

She turned back toward the body. The eyes sat clutched in each hand. They were pale and soaked in blood. Small footsteps approached her.

The thing that had entered the room was small. About a child's height. It had smooth skin with blackened joints. It looked like a baby doll. It reminded her of that popular game at the mall.

The baby looked up at her, its lip cut open a little to reveal small teeth. A smile played on its lips.

"Those children deserved justice," the baby spoke in a tinny voice.

She nodded because what else was she supposed to do? This thing could kill her if it wanted. Also, she's heard stories of this thing. It only goes after people who've hurt children. This guy is actually guilty. Well, was.

"You should go home. You wouldn't wanna get in trouble," Baby spoke.

She nodded and whispered "Bye" before leaving, closing the door behind her.

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1983, January 16, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Jeremy's Pov

"Freddy's so cool!"

I cocked my head to the side and arched an eyebrow.

"What's so cool about him? He just sings."

Gabe's vision remained focused on the stage.

"He sings so well for a robot. Besides he's a got a fancy little top hat and bow tie", he turned towards me, " He's totally glam and I just think he's neat."

It's very rare Gabe ever looks this starry-eyed about anything, maybe only rivaled by math, so I of course fell in love with these animatronics too. This was about 2 years ago.

Today is Gabe's 7th birthday. Freddy wasn't on stage, something about needing repairs. His aunt suggested just having the party tomorrow, but he decided he wanted it on his birthday.

Now we stood in front of the stage listening to Chica sing. Gabe looked a little disappointed.

"It's not the same with her."

"I know. How 'bout we go play some games? If I get more tickets I get to wear your hat for a week."

Gabe reached up to his baseball cap.

"You're on!"

We ran off to different parts of the arcade. I picked the basketball game cause it was the only thing I was good at. Gabe hit up skeeball.

After about 8 rounds and only 20 tickets, the game was hacked, I met back up with Gabe. He was having trouble. He's unfocused.

"Gabe, the pizza is here. Hi, Jemmy."

"I'm done here anyway."

I grabbed Cassidy's arm and led her to the side.

"Hey, Cassie. Could you help me make sure Gabe's birthday is fantastic?"

"Is it not fantastic?"

"He's disappointed cause Freddy isn't here."

"Oh. I'll make sure he gets the best slice of pizza and cake!"

"Thanks, Cassie."

We both go to the table. One of the mascots is cutting the pizza. Isn't that the golden rabbit from the cartoon? I think his name is Spring.

Spring gives Gabe a large smile and a pat on the head. His mouth can't really change but he looked kind of sinister.

Cassidy points to the nicest-looking slice.

"Do you want that one, sweetie?"

She shakes her head, "That one's for Gabriel."

Gabe looks surprised as the slice is passed to him. He whispers something to Cassidy and she answers back louder than him. I can't hear either but I have a feeling they were talking about the pizza.

Jesse grabs two slices and almost falls on the table. Michael panics and falls out of his seat. Teddy laughs at the two of them while Cassidy yells about him "going to ruin the pizza!"

I catch Gabe's eyes. I'm holding back a laugh. He smiles a genuine, starry-eyed, grin. The pizzeria feels brighter now.

After eating I gesture for Cassidy to come over.

"I think this party is turning out great."

"I think so too. When's the cake getting here?"

"I don't know. Did they make it Chocolate like the twins prefer?"

"I'm gonna find an adult."

"Be careful."

She wonders off. Gabe and Jesse argue over some arcade machine. I can only see yellow from this far. Wait.

I touch my face. I dropped my glasses somewhere. Panic washes over.

"Guys, I can't find my glasses!"

Michael runs over to me.

"Hey, where'd you last have them?"

"On my face."

He remains quiet. My vision is extra fuzzy with the added addition of neon lights. Something Gold approaches.

"Mr. Spring?"

"Are these your glasses Jeremy?"

His voice is chilling. He has sort of an Australian accent, I think. Maybe closer to southern Texas.

He's holding something green and thin. I take them and put them on. I can see much clearer now. My glasses are green, round, wireframes.

"Thank you."

He waves bye to me and hands out pizza to another table. He seems to be very fluid for a robot.

"You found your glasses!"

I turn towards the one who spoke. It's hard to tell the twins apart, alright. Same hair, same dark skin, same lucky birthday shirt, and same slightly country accent.

This one is not wearing a hat, my best guess is he's Jesse. Unless he stole his hat. In which case I'm doomed.

"Spring found them for me."

"Cool, Gabe's got Pac-Man right now so I wanna play some air hockey."

"Sure, but I'm not very good at it."

"I know."

We play 12 rounds, I lose 9 of them. Jesse then wanders off to the arcade games. Gabriel is struggling with Fruity Maze. The game seems to spit coins out immediately or eat them.

"Gabe, maybe you should play a different one. I heard that's been glitching out for months."

"I wanna play this one though. I've already beat most of the other ones."

The games screen started flashing suddenly and the little girl popped up on the screen.

The game went static a couple of times and the girl was replaced with an 8-bit blood-covered figure occasionally.

"Has the game always been this way?"

"I don't know", I confessed, "I've never played."

Dogs covered in blood and flowers started showing up. I heard breathing behind us. I turned around and was met with Spring standing above us.

"Uh, hey. It's okay if he plays the game right?"

"The game seems to be out of order. Perhaps there's a virus in the system. Maybe you should leave it be for now."

His accent sounded a lot thicker and he sounded twice as sinister. Gabriel went out of bounds and the game ended.

"Aw, man. Hey, how come no one fixed it yet?"

"They aren't sure how."

I felt chills run down my body. Why was this rabbit so creepy? A silvery glint caught my eyes.

That can't be right, Spring has green eyes.

Spring knelt down to our height. He looked almost inviting like this.

"Freddy hasn't been on stage all day. He's feeling a bit better now. Would you like to see him? Your own solo show. Just for the birthday kid?"

"Can Jeremy come with me?"

That seemed to shock Spring. I could feel him grinning wider at the thought.

"Absolutely. He's right this way."

Gabe grabbed my hand and dragged me along. I tried to protest but seeing his excited face shut me up. He loved Freddy and seeing that look was probably worth being around this weird bunny.

We were led to a dark hallway behind an employees-only door. At the end of the hall was another room.

He opened the door for us and motioned for us to join him in the room. Gabe led me in. I could see the blue glow of Freddy's eyes in the pitch black.

I smelled something gross, like old things. I felt dust fall on my face. I wiped it away. Does this room ever get cleaned?

Something reflected the light of Freddy's eyes. It was near Spring. It came close to my arm and hurt. I stepped back, towards the door.

"Ouch."

Gabe's attention shifted to me. When had the lights been turned on? Something behind Freddy caught my attention. Fabric?

Torn up, pink, fabric and a large, red, hair bow sat on the dirty ground. Something brown had dried up near it.

"You're bleeding."

Gabriel's words drew attention to my arm. I am bleeding. Blood flowed down. My hand was probably coated in it.

"Let's make this easy on me and it won't be too painful for you."

Gabe stepped closer to me. I was inches away from the door. Gabe turned towards me and whispered, "run."

"Stay away from us!"

I slowly walked out of the room. I kept my gaze on Spring's knife. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"So you wanna do this the hard way huh?"

He grabbed Gabriel's arm.

"Fine, then."

I charged Spring. He stumbled a little and dropped his knife. I kicked it deeper in the room and grabbed Gabe's hand.

"Let's go."

We ran down the hall and reached the door. It opened into the arcade area. No one was there. I felt a hand around my shoulder. I was forcefully dragged back.

"No!"

Gabriel is crying. I'm kicking and hitting Spring. Gabriel is hitting him too.

"Go get your aunt!"

"But-"

"Go, I'll be fine."

I reach out and pat Gabe on the head one last time. His hat has been jarred by the movement, but it's still there.

Gabe races down the hall, towards the arcade area. I think he tripped on the way.

I grab hold of the door frame and struggle with holding on. I kick at Spring and he lets go and steps out of reach.

I pull myself out of the room. Spring is searching in the back. I hear footsteps come up. I can smell peppermint. Gabriel came back.

"Why didn't you go?"

"You're in danger. I'm not leaving my best friend behind."

"You're an idiot."

He just shrugs. Spring has found his knife. He saunters over to us. He took off his head. I can't see his face all that well though. My glasses fell off again.

Gabe is in a protective stance in front of me. His posture is rigid. He looks like a brick wall.

"You're barely tall enough to ride a carousel, what do you really think you can do?"

"Stall for time."

He starts laughing. It's hysterical laughter. I'm feeling really sleepy. He stops laughing.

"You're real funny, you know."

He steps over and crouches. He gives Gabe a hair ruffle and I see his arm move fast and there's a squish. Gabe falls down. Blood pools around him. I choke back a scream.

"You're almost finished yourself. I'll have to find something to clean this up, eventually."

I shake the exhaustion out. I reach for Gabe's hand.

"Gabe, stay, stay with me. You're gonna be okay. We're gonna, we're gonna be fine."

He reaches for me and grabs my hand.

"You were always such a bright star Jemmy. A superstar even."

"Please, not right now man. I think pressing on the wound does something. Try, try that!"

My breathing was sporadic and my vision dimmed. Gabe's chest heaved. Then it didn't. I was pressing on his wound.

"Gabe? Hey, wake, please wake up."

No response. I shook him a little.

"Wake up!"

Whatever strength was keeping me going, was fading. I think Dad called it adrenaline?

I laid next to him on the stone floor, freezing. He was too fuzzy to make out details. Where's his hat right now?

I closed my eyes. I'm so ti-

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1985, June 26, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Cassidy's pov

"I can eat the most pizza!"

"Na-ah!"

Fritz shoveled in two slices of extra cheese pizza then. I grabbed a longer slice and chomped it in three bites.

"You two are making a mess", Miss. Lisa chided.

Fritz swallowed the third slice.

"Sorry, Ms. Lisa."

"Yeah, sorry", I added.

We went back to our pizza-eating contest, aiming for less mess, and finished the whole pizza.

"I'm dying!"

"Don't be such a drama queen, that's my job."

"You are better at it Cass."

I kick him lightly in the side. He rolls and pushes me to the ground.

"Oof! Hey, what was that for?"

"Payback, also now we're both on the ground! We can be worms!"

"Yay! Squiggly worms!"

We squiggle around for a while. Michael brings us a drawing of us as worms.

"Thanks, Michael! I love it!"

Fritz peeks over my shoulder at the drawing. He taps worm him and poses like it. Michael chuckles silently and goes back to the table to draw.

"Does your brother speak at home?"

"No, not since we lost Gabriel. Jesse refuses to speak to any adults which is causing his grades to sink. Teddy keeps saying Michael saw "something", whatever that means. And I'm just worried we're all gonna grow apart. Sorry, I'm rambling."

Fritz makes a face. He crawls over to our table and stares at Michael from underneath. I watch him. He whispers something and Michael hands him a drawing. Fritz crawls back over.

"What'd you do?"

"I asked for a clue. He gave me a picture of Bonnie."

"Maybe Bonnie knows! We could ask him."

"Can I use the bathroom first?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna win some more tickets."

I play skeeball first. I get the least amount of tickets from there. I'm just bad at aiming. Miss. Lisa says I have cataracts forming. I don't know what they are.

I go to a game called karma next. It's a red arcade machine. It says make your choice now in white lettering. I click play.

The choices are simple, with questions like; what gender are you, cake or cookies, pizza or mac n' cheese. Girl, cake, and pizza are my choices.

Then the questions get weirder. Creepier in a way. Asking questions like; what would you do if you were given one wish, where do you go after death, what would you do if someone hurt you or your family.

I'd wish to have Gabriel back, we go to heaven, I'd hurt them back.

The final question got me.

Is your home life better or worse now that he's gone?

I could feel tears running down my face. I tasted salt. I could hear the distant thumping. My knees hurt. Why do my knees hurt? I fell.

"Cass, what's wrong?"

Fritz is here. Why is he here? Where am I?

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, that's where we are. This is my party. He's celebrating my birthday with me.

"Gabriel isn't here", I choke out the words.

A shadow casts over us. I hear a muffled voice speak. The words he says are bright and clear to me.

"He's here. I can find him for you. He's this way."

Bonnie can find Gabriel? We were gonna ask him something.

"Bonnie, you know where he is?", Fritz sounded as excited as I am.

"Of course. I know everything. Follow me if you want to see him."

I glance over at Fritz. He nods. I push myself off the ground. Bonnie holds out his hand. I grab onto him and Fritz grabs my hand. I catch a glimpse of Michael in the corner of my eye. I think he looks worried or concerned.

Bonnie leads us past all of the arcade machines and other games. He leads us past an employees-only door, which leads to a hall. The hall branches off in multiple spots including an employees-only bathroom.

At the end of the hall is a door with the words safe room on them. He opens the door and steps inside. Fritz holds me back.

"We aren't supposed to be in there."

"It's a safe room, maybe he was scared and hid in here cause it's safe."

"I don't know, something feels off."

"Come on Fritz, I need to find him. If you won't come in, I'll find him myself."

I stomp in the room. I hear Fritz scamper in as well. The door shuts behind us. Bonnie walks to a different side of the room.

"I can't see much."

"Sorry about the lights. I promise we'll get those fixed. In fact, if you wait right here, I'll get someone to fix them."

"Okay."

Fritz hasn't made a sound since we came in. The door opens and lets in a little light. Fritz looks terrified. Bonnie closes the door and a click sound comes from the door.

Did he lock the door?

"Fritz?"

No response. I can't even hear him breathe.

"Fritz?"

It's silent. I walk over to where I think he is. I hear a thump. He breathes quickly.

"Fritz, what's wrong?"

"My-my", he takes a breath, "chest squeezing", he chokes out.

"I don't know what to do. Should I call for help?"

I find Fritz in the dark. He's shaking. It's not that scary in here. I walk over to the door.

It's locked! I smack it. It's made of metal. Metal is loud.

I bang furiously on the door and start yelling for help. I can distantly hear the arcade machines. The sound of a new Pac-Man score is nearby. Laughter rings in. Freddy's singing grinds to a halt. Did something happen?

The sound of the front door's bell goes off. People are leaving.

"Wait! We're still in here! Please!"

Fritz has gone silent. He's whimpering now.

"I have a hairpin, but I don't know what to do. Can you pick a lock?"

I can feel his eyes on me.

"I-", he sucks in a breath.

"Don't force yourself to speak. It's in my hand. Grab it if you want to try."

He takes it and I hear scraping and some words he probably shouldn't say. His breathing quickens at one point and I pat his back and tell him he's doing great.

At some point, the animatronic band came back on. Freddy was singing but none of the words made sense. They were disjointed gargling unfamiliar to me. I think I heard Chica laugh and say something is delicious. Maybe pizza, but she's too far away.

The lock clicked and Fritz threw open the door. We ran out, into the dark hall.

"You stay here, I'll check for people."

I nodded. His footsteps pitter-pattered on the concrete. I think he tried opening the employees-only door. It didn't seem to budge.

He banged on it for a few minutes, but no one came. He came back with his shoulders slumped.

"I don't think I can unlock another one."

"That's fine, we'll figure it out."

I peer into the safe room. Something solid on the wall poles out. I grab it. It's a light switch. The lights come on.

"The lights worked the entire time?"

"Cass, we need to get out of here."

Panic sounded in his voice. I turned my head towards him. He was looking deeper into the room. I turned around to see what he saw.

A gasp stuck in my throat. There was blood on the ground, a lot of blood. It seemed to have pooled out from a spot by the wall, where it was a clear and animatronic had been. Freddy's old hat sat next to it, dotted with blood and skin.

I heard Fritz swallow hard. I felt nausea rising and turned to vomit. My vision was fuzzy and I felt like I was melting.

I could hear the door at the end opening. Scraps of fabric were attached to the head and in the blood. A red hat and navy blue fabric with binary code in random places. Like Gabriel's shirt and hat. I felt sicker.

"That was Gabriel's lucky shirt", my voice sounded smaller than normal, " and that's his hat."

Fritz was looking through the door. Bonnie had come back. His golden fur looked green in the lighting. Fritz raced towards him.

"Stay away from her!"

The door behind him is open. Fritz must have noticed too. He pointed to it. I tried to squeeze past them but suffered an injury to my stomach. Blood pooled through my shirt. I heard a snap.

Fritz was holding his right eye and crying. I think the bone under it got broken. He was holding it with his left hand while fighting with the other.

Bonnie grabbed his wrist and snapped it towards Fritz. I heard a crack and he howled in pain. I ran out as fast as I could go. I needed to get help.

"Help! Please help, my friend he's-", already dead, "in danger!"

The animatronics looked sad. Freddy wandered off the stage. He went to the hall I just come from and disappeared behind the door.

Bonnie, the blue one, appeared to want to follow but instead offered me his hand and lead me behind an arcade machine. He patted my head and went back to the stage.

I sat there feeling cold and sweaty. I was getting tired, likely from all the excitement. I hope Miss. Lisa finds us in the morning. Is Fritz okay? Probably.

"Good night, Fritz", I whisper before lulling into sleep.

[whats-already-been-broken]

1984, September 11, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Susie's pov

The smell of pizza filtered into the main arcade. My stomach grumbled.

"Not now, I'll eat later. I almost beat the game."

I brushed a curl out of my face and went back to playing.

I picked up a slug and glitched through the wall.

"I want pizza!", someone shouted to my left.

I suppressed a sigh. Why were kids always so loud? Was I like this too?

The game over flashed over the screen. Insert token lit up in the corner.

Dang, it. I was so close this time. I only have 2 tokens left. I should cool off until I can focus better.

I left the arcade room and entered the main pizzeria. It was much louder in there. Someone was screaming about Bonnie being better than Freddy.

I spotted Mommy on her own. Daddy was still at work and had the car. He'd pick us up later.

I sat down and smoothed my skirt out like Mommy did normally. Mommy is the strongest person I know, maybe acting like her will give me strength.

"Is he not coming back?"

My words fell out softly but scared. I had asked a few nights ago after Daddy said something about a car hitting Marley. Neither of my parents looked me in the eye.

Daddy kneeled in front of me and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Sweetheart, there was an accident and Marley passed on to Heaven. He's happier there."

I only sort of understood. Heaven was where you went when you lived a good life. Marley was a good boy, but he hadn't lived long enough.

He really was gone forever. I'd never get him back. I had accepted that, sort of, but I was trying.

I wiped away another tear. I've been crying too much this week. Going to Freddy Fazbear's was supposed to cheer me up.

The pizza tasted like cardboard. The music sounded like screeching. My dress felt like it was suffocating me. My puppy was gone. Nothing is good today.

I stood up again. I could finally beat Fruity Maze. I needed to just block everything out again. It's simple.

No one was near the arcade area except for a little boy. He was watching me walk over. His hair is blond too. He was holding a golden bonnie plushie.

"Nice plushie, I didn't think they still made them."

"They didn't bother throwing them away. I guess they didn't want to waste them."

"I'm Susie."

"Michael. The plushie is for my sister. I won it with my tickets."

"Cool. Do they have Chica?"

"I think they have a couple."

"Thanks."

A far off voice yelled "Michael" barely louder than the music.

"I have to go, I'll see you around?"

"I hope so."

He left and I was alone. I'll talk to him after I beat the game.

Insert tokens blared on the screen. I slid my last two in and got to work.

Every 10 or so fruits gave me a time boost. After a little bit bunnies started showing up. Then golden dogs laying on the ground.

Marley was a golden retriever.

I collected more fruit and blood started leaking out of the dogs. I felt sick. Tears welled in my eyes.

I heard footsteps behind me. I could hear a car horn and I saw white blocks and flowers instead of fruit. A yellow face reflected in the glass.

"He's not really dead."

The voice was chilling and muffled with a hint of some kind of accent.

"He's still here."

He means Marley, but Daddy said he wasn't here anymore.

"Follow me."

I looked around. I didn't see anyone. Golden Bonnie was walking slowly towards an employees only door.

I followed him. I should tell Mommy first but I wanted to see Marley now. The door led to a hall and down the hall was another door.

"He's in there?"

"Yes. He's been feeling a bit under the weather. I'm sure he'll be glad to see you."

Bonnie opened the door and ushered me inside.

The room was very dark. The door being closed didn't help. I couldn't see anything. It smelled like dust. I sneezed a couple times.

"Where is he?"

I could see a small glint of light in Bonnie's hand. It moved quickly and near my face. I felt a light pain on my cheek and a warm liquid dripped down my face.

"Ow!"

I touched my face and felt around for a cut. There was a large slash on me. I held my hand there.

"What are you doing?"

Bonnie stepped closer to me. I backed up to the wall. He towered over me, presenting me with more darkness. I could see a silvery glint from his eyes.

A sharp pain entered my side. I cried out as I fell. More blood flowed out. I started screaming for Mommy.

"Shut up or I'll cut your tongue out. They can't hear you anyway."

I screamed loud enough to break a window in a cartoon. Bonnie stepped back. I was running out of energy. I ran to the door but tripped on the way over.

I tried to pull myself to my feet. I couldn't. Bonnie kneeled down in front of me.

"You tried."

With a last burst of energy, I kicked him. He chuckled and pat me on my head. He stopped suddenly and I think I heard a snap. The world somehow went even darker.

[whats-already-been-broken]

Pride headcanons!

Mike: He/They/Worm pronouns, trans masc, bi-romantic, demi-sexual, ADHD, PTSD, gifted kid burnout, claustrophobia

Lizzy: She/Her pronouns, binary trans woman, lesbian, Histrionic personality disorder, ADHD, fear of the cold

Jeremy/Evan/Dave/Jake/Chris: He/It/Fuzz pronouns, non-binary masc, pan-romantic, asexual, ASD, maladaptive daydreaming, claustrophobia, fear of clowns

Charlie: She/They pronouns, non-binary fem, bisexual, selective mutism, generalized anxiety disorder

Sammy: He/Him pronouns, binary trans man, aromantic, graysexual, seasonal depressive disorder, asthma, fear of bees

Henry: He/They/Xer pronouns, cis male, pansexual, polyamorous, major depressive disorder, ADHD, PTSD, fear of being alone

William: He/Her pronouns, bigender, amab, aromantic, bisexual, PTSD, antisocial personality disorder, fear's himself (is that a documented fear?)

Maria: She/Her pronouns, cis woman, hetero, mild depressive disorder (she lost custody of her kids), bipolar disorder, anxiety (from living with William), fear of falling

Gloria: She/They/Angel pronouns, afab, gender flux, biromantic, graysexual, Asperger's syndrome, panic disorder (evident during her teen years)

[whats-already-been-broken]

1984, August 7, Circus Baby's Pizza World

Elizabeth's pov

"But it's my birthday and my birthday robot!"

"You can't go over to her, that's final."

I was about to beg and argue more, but Daddy walked away and went back to work.

It wasn't fair. He made the robot for me, why couldn't I just go see her?.

I was stuck with Mike. He didn't want to be here, I didn't want to be stuck here, and neither of us wanted to be without Jeremy.

Under normal circumstances, we would be at Fredbear's, but after the spring locks were deemed too dangerous, the place was shut down. Any other locations with the golden suits were shut down as well, including Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

"He wouldn't be so strict if Jeremy were here."

"Don't."

"I'm not wrong."

"Please stop."

I looked over at him. He seemed sad. I guess Jeremy's death weighed heavily on his conscience.

"I've got an idea! We're going to watch Funtime Foxy's show!"

"Didn't you want to watch Baby's?"

"Yeah, but Daddy won't let me. Foxy is the next best thing. Come on, let's go!"

Mike's characteristic eye roll followed by him standing up saying "I'm coming" and for me to slow down.

Funtime Foxy is very short. She is close to Mikey's height. On stage though, he towers above us. I can see Mike smile just a little.

Funtime Foxy challenges us to a juggling competition. I fail immediately. Mike gets a steady rhythm before screwing up four minutes in. Funtime Foxy does it for twelve minutes before dubbing herself the winner.

"You only won because you're programmed for this."

"Want to try again?"

Foxy's question lingers in the air. He seemed genuinely excited to face us. I shake my head. Mike seems transfixed, like in hypnosis.

"Game on."

For the next half an hour, I watch as Mike and Foxy try to out juggle the other. Mike gets closer each time, but Foxy still remains triumphant. Mike gets more and more agitated as well.

With all his focus on this, I could slip away. With one final check of his attention, I shrink out of the room.

Down the hall, I hear music. It's a popular song, Michael likes it. I think it's by Wham!. The tune is catchy.

I pass by a room with a twinkling ballroom, music box song. Inside is Ballora. She's a giant ballerina with blue hair. She reminds me of my mother. I miss her.

The next room has loud laughter coming from it along with even louder teasing. This is Funtime Freddy. He's a big white and purple bear with a blue rabbit hand puppet.

Those kids are having fun. One is even hugging Freddy. How is that fair?

Anger flashed through me. I stalked all the rest of the way to Circus Baby. I could hear her singing from outside her room.

Peering in the doorway, I could see a couple of kids in there. They were screaming the lyrics along with her. I stepped inside.

Something grabbed my arm.

"Hey-"

"Lizzy, what do you think you're doing?"

"I just want to watch her show once."

"You can't."

I rip my arm free. He looks worried. I wished he didn't care.

"I don't care what you or he said, I'm watching her show!"

"I'll get Father..."

"Go ahead! He'll have to come over here and stop me himself!"

"Elizabeth!"

I turn around and leave Mike in the dust. Peeking behind me let me know Mike had left. Circus Baby was only a few feet away.

"I don't get why Daddy won't let me see you, you're wonderful."

Her shiny red dress reflected the changing lights. I could see my face in her skirt.

"Where did the other children go?"

It was very cold in here. It was quiet. Too quiet. Baby shifted and something metal came out of her stomach. It was holding ice cream.

I looked around. No one was there to tell me no. It was my birthday, my animatronic, my ice cream. I took the ice cream.

The metal drew back when I took it and shot out again, wrapping around my waist.

I screamed but I don't think anyone heard me. Her stomach shut close. I banged on it and tried to pry open where I thought the plates opened.

My voice was ragged and my fingers bled. I banged as hard as I could on the metal surface. I got blisters and the cold increased. I shivered and hit the wall weakly.

"Please, let me out."

My words came out strained and unsteady. I could hear muffled screaming on the other side. Did someone else see? I heard the clicking of the stomach... claw? Yes, it is a claw.

Inside, I saw it scoop up ice cream and set up a cone. The stomach opened up slowly and I felt pain go through my body. Something warm dripped down. I tried to curl up on my side. Something was in the way.

Tears flowed from my face. I think I heard screaming along with a thud. Did someone fall? I'm getting tired.

I moved my hand to rub out the sleepiness but found I couldn't, I was too weak.

A splatter of ice cream and the metallic shrieking along with another burst of pain.

"...Mike..."

Was that him screaming? It sounded like it.

"...Help..."

a few hours later...

Footsteps. Tools being dropped. Swearing.

"Why didn't she just stay away, like I told her? All of this could've been avoided."

Daddy? It's Daddy. I can't see him. There he is.

"Daddy, I'm sorry."

He froze like a deer in headlights. He came up to me and touched my cheek. Why am I so tall?

"Of course, you fused with the robot. Would you like to help me with work, Elizabeth? To make up for mistakes?"

"I'd love to. Can we go home now?"

"Of course, we can. Your mother has missed you."

[whats-already-been-broken]

Among us with the spirits

Liz: I just saw purple vent!

Jeremy A: Dad, you're giving yourself away!

Will: It wasn't me! If I were actually the imposter I would've killed Henry first.

Henry: It's true, and I'm still alive.

Cassidy: Well whoever killed Gabriel is about to be stabbed.

Jeremy V: Why can I hear Fritz cackling?

Gabriel: Being dead sucks.

Fritz: You aren't supposed to talk.

Gabriel: I'm not giving away who killed me.

Jesse: No, but, he is.

Garlic: I honestly don't care who the imposter is, I just want to be red.

Susie: Can I get dog ears when this round is over?

Liz: Yeah, sure.

Jeremy A: I'm calling a meeting.

Teddy: Evidence?

Jeremy A: You didn't ask for who I thought the imposter was?

Teddy: Oh, we aren't at that point?

Liz: Not yet.

Cassidy: I still think we should vote off William.

Will: I think the imposter should kill me so I can prove my innocence.

Liz: They won't.

Jeremy V: I'm pretty sure it's Fritz. I heard him laughing when William was accused and I think he said "get in the damn vent already" earlier.

Liz: Pretty solid evidence.

Fritz: I didn't kill anyone, in the game anyway.

Tatiana: That means we're voting him out?

Liz: Yeah.

Flamin hot Fox was an imposter

2 imposters remain

Liz: Well who does that leave?

Gabriel: Fritz didn't kill me.

Jeremy A: No hints! We'll figure this out ourselves.

Henry: I think you guys are overlooking the obvious.

Jeremy V: Charlie has been awful quiet.

Cassidy: She's helping me. I keep getting lost.

Liz: Maybe we should have done the old map.

Michael: Hey, Cassie? How does an imposter vent? Do they just stand there and fall in or is it like a button you have to press?

Cassidy: You have to stand on the vent and click the pop-up. It says vent on it. I can't show you it right now, but when I get imposter I'll show you.

Liz: Well it's not me, Cassidy, or Michael. Teddy keeps getting confused and I can see his task list, so he's clear.

Teddy: Did we figure out the next imposter?

Jeremy A: No. Although I think voting out dad sounds appealing.

Will: Where is everyone right now? Specifically the greens.

Jeremy V: I'm in the snow.

Liz: I'm with Teddy in the spot where we found Gabriel's corpse.

Cassidy: I'm yellow in the flowers area? I have to water the plants or something?

Michael: I'm on the long bridge thing?

Henry: I'm in the engine.

Charlie: Cafeteria??

Tatiana: I'm with Charlie.

Jesse: With William and I think whichever of you is lime.

Liz: But I'm not there?

Teddy: Lizzy is with me.

Jeremy A: I'm next to a snowman.

Jeremy V: I don't see you?

Jeremy A: I don't see you either.

Will: How do I get rid of it?

Jesse: The disguise wears off eventually.

Liz: Who just completed a task? The bar went up.

Henry: I did trash.

Michael: Oof, I'm dead.

Cassidy: Who was it?

Will: Someone find the damn body or call a meeting.

Tatiana: Oh spirit, where lay your body?

Michael: On a bridge.

Liz: Found him!

Teddy: So who are we thinking?

Liz: I'm thinking Jeremy.

Jeremy V: What!

Liz: Not you.

Cassidy: What?

Jeremy A: Why me??

Liz: You sounded like you were lying earlier about being in the snow. And you've been pretty insistent on having dad voted out.

Jeremy A: So has Cassidy!

Liz: If she were the imposter, she'd kill him first.

Jesse: Also we know you're still bitter about Gabriel beating you at golf.

Jeremy A: That's not true!

Charlie: I'm the third imposter.

Liz: Uh Charlie. The goal of the game is to hide that.

Charlie: I'm tired and I want the game to be over.

Tatiana: Then leave the game?

Charlie: Just wanted to let you know.

Poppin Puppet has left the game

Will: I guess that means we're voting my son out.

Jeremy A: I admit it! I killed both of them! I was sure Michael has seen me kill Gabriel so I had to get rid of him!

Cassidy: Drama queen.

Liz: We're a family of thespians.

Tatiana: What's a thespian?

Susie: It's a dramatic person, I think.

Michael: Someone who indulges in theatrics.

Liz: Basically.

Spoopy tears was an imposter

0 imposters remain

Will: Another round, maybe i'll be the imposter this time.

Fritz: Yes!

Gabriel: Fine.

Liz: Choose your colors, hats, and glasses. We'll be starting after a minute.

[whats-already-been-broken]

1990, November 7, Mike's house

Mike's pov

"Last night on the job. I can get my paycheck and get out. Maybe then I can find something less creepy", I said to myself.

I tended to talk to myself, especially when it came to stressful situations. Something as anxiety-inducing as going back down there, it was bound to happen.

I slipped a mug under the opening. I was gonna be up for the next 6 hours, might as well have a cup of coffee. Plus, caffeine has always relaxed me, so maybe I won't have a breakdown when I get home.

I shouldn't even be working there, Freddy's has a twisted past and this place isn't different. Why did Father ask me to do this anyway? What does "put her back together" even mean?

As long as Baby or Foxy or whoever the hell else doesn't kidnap me again, I should be fine to just quit and move on with my life.

Foxy jumping right at me. He dug his claws into my shoulders. I could still feel the sting. Her endoskeleton face was close enough to bite me. I could see light glinting off the teeth. Did I scream? I couldn't remember.

He's close enough to feel my breath. I think I fogged up the closest surface. I could feel the panic building up in my chest.

Glass shattering brought me back to the present.

"God damn it. That was my favorite mug."

I mumble out every imaginable curse and insult I can think of that I could potentially use when Father shows up again. I sweep up the shards and place them in the rubbish--trash bin.

I throw a random towel on the coffee mess.

"That's one cup I won't get back. Is it worth it to get another cup?"

I had a feeling I was gonna need it. That feeling was unfortunately correct.

I show up to work as late as possible without being too late. Maybe it'll convince Hand-unit to fire me.

He starts speaking, I try to drown him out.

"Gift basket?"

"We have baskets containing fruits, nuts, flowers, and of course, the ever-popular, cash basket. Please type in the keypad of your choice now."

I repeat "do not screw up now" repeatedly while I type in cash. The keypad glitches a little.

"It seems you had some trouble with the keypad-"

I sigh in bitter disappointment while Hand-unit finishes speaking. I hate to think about what I'll get stuck with.

"Thank you for selecting, exotic butters."

What? I am unable to can with this one. What does that even mean? Whatever it can't be that bad.

In the control module, I'm not expecting much. Ballora was scooped yesterday, I watched it happen. Unless her damaged endoskeleton can move and come after me, I don't think anything is there.

I wish it had been her endoskeleton. When I turned on the light in her room, above her stage, hanging, was a human. Likely one of the technicians that were here last night. Great, that isn't concerning, not at all.

Over in Foxy's room is the other guy hanging. Which means Foxy is elsewhere. I have to crawl through that room tonight.

After debating whether it would be worth it to stay here, leave, or go through the room, I crawled into her room.

For the first few minutes, I heard nothing. No tiptoe, no scratching, and no blinking. His blinking is just metal against metal. it's very loud.

In about the middle of the room, I heard slithering like a snake and whispering. I was ready to turn around, but I knew I had to complete this if I wanted a paycheck.

After reaching parts and services I took a few deep breaths. Hand unit got cut off by Baby.

"Can you hear me?"

"Loud and clear."

"I'm pretending. Remember how I said I could pretend?"

"Yep. You sounded real evil then Liz."

"The cameras are watching. I must be careful not to move."

"So, they can't pick up sounds? Or are you speaking in my head?"

She never responds to what I say, even when I said I was here for a paycheck instead of her options of curiosity and ignorance.

"There isn't a button on your cheek."

After messing around for half a minute I clicked something and a keypad came out. I waited for the code.

"9." click. "8." click. "8." click. "6." click. "6." click. "8." click. "7." click. "7." click. "4." click. "3. Good, a hatch should have opened. Take the card that you find inside."

She finished up by having me send her away and telling me to turn back now. I could see through the dark. There was something behind her.

The thing had wires sticking out. It stuck to the shadows. If this is what Ballora looked like now, I might have to quit. I exited the room.

Something was off about Baby. She was acting weird. Should I listen to her? She wants me to go to the scooping room.

I start heading in that direction, but something I saw earlier in the week comes to my mind. A private room.

I head to the right since it was across from the scooping room. I hear the slithering again. I ignore it and keep moving. I hear access granted as I slide in.

This is definitely Father's and this is how he watched us as younger kids. He called Jeremy's plush Tag-Along-Fredbear.

I always thought that thing was creepy, but it had saved him from several accidents, most notably the blender disaster of 79. That would've hurt.

The blender had started spinning uncontrollably and had to be unplugged. Jeremy thought it was a good idea to try and touch the blades. Thankfully Father showed up before he could crawl onto the counter or yank it down.

Unfortunately, he hadn't been able to help him that night. Memories of blood and screaming pooled through my thoughts. The distant sound of my name being called drew me. I came to a locked door. It refused to open. I could hear crying and shouting through it.

A sharp squeak made me snap back to reality. That came from my left. I walked over and saw something down the hall.

I watched as it shambled over.

It dragged itself over to the door with a loud squeak. I shut the door quickly as lightning. I didn't want to know what that was.

"Why didn't you trust me?"

Baby's voice, what does she want?

"Why didn't you trust me?"

She sounded more forceful that time.

"Why didn't you believe me?"

"Maybe cause you were created by a liar?", I mutter under my breath.

"Sometimes I don't understand why people do the things that they do."

Clearly speaking about the lying of Father here, right?

Another squeak, very close by. I check and see the Baby/Ballora hybrid monster in the vent.

The rest of the morning goes like that until around 4 a.m. I hear her voice.

"Hello?"

"Liz..."

"I don't understand."

Neither do I.

"Isn't this why you came here, to be with me again?"

I came to put you back together, whatever that means.

She's speaking to me the rest of the night. One line really sticks out.

"I know it was an accident!"

What? Jeremy's or her own?

"Everything is okay, I'm still here."

I felt the weight on my heart. It was cracking. I've missed her so much. Maybe things will be okay if I let her in.

Squeak!

No! That isn't her, not anymore. I slam the door shut. I continue to do this until 6.

"I will find a way out."

She sounded heartbroken. I left the room and continued on through Foxy's room. All I had to do was leave now.

I heard metallic scraping behind me. The whispering was following me. I kept moving. Something hard and cold curled around my leg.

Before I could make a sound, I fell. I landed hard on my chest, knocking the wind out of me. I was being dragged away. I struggled to get free while also trying to catch my breath.

I heard a door open and close. I was free and alone. I breathed in and out in the silence. In front of me was the scooper.

"You are in the scooping room. Funtime Foxy has already been here today, Ballora has already been here."

I can see them.

"Funtime Freddy has already been here, Circus Baby has already been here today."

Their casings are right in front of me. I already know this. Am I locked in?

I try the door, but it doesn't budge. I'm stuck. Don't Baby and Ballora know the 6 a.m. rule? Or is that Freddy's only thing?

They drone on about getting out and trying before. They said this when I was in Father's room. Why are they saying this now?

"The scooper only hurts for a moment."

"Wait..."

"I told you I'd find a way out."

"Wait!"

The whirring goes off 4 times. The scooper launches forward and I am struck with pain. I hit the ground. I'm barely conscious as the next thing happens.

The hybrid metal wire thing tears my chest open more. It takes off its mask and places it on my face. I can't see it well, but I can feel it go inside my body. I can feel it wrap around different organs and bones.

I blacked out after that. I remember getting up with my chest stitched up at home, blood staining the carpet. I looked in the mirror and my eyes were purple.