Toy Freddy slowly came awake, savoring the peace and quiet.
Wait...
He attempted at a frown. Ever since that endo came in, there wasn't an ounce of peace or quiet. Freddy nudged Bonnie and Chica awake.
"Guys. Guys! Wake up! I think there's something wrong..."
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15 Minutes Ago
Pinkie opened the doors to the pizzeria with new trepidation. Poking her head in, she zipped inside, hiding under one of the table. Peering out from there, she eyed the next area of places to hide. Seemingly to disappear then reappear under the boxes in Prize Corner, she lifted up the box, carrying it on her back until she reached the middle of the hallway. She then ran like crazy to the office, imagining thick metal footsteps behind her.
Panting, out of breath, she looked at the phone in a new light. "You and I are the only friends in here." She managed to mumble. With that she pushed the button to hear the nights recording.
Hello Pinkie? I don't know if you got last night's recording, but I did notice the mask had a very thick hole in it. I'm guessing Foxy came in last night huh?
"Foxy. So that's his name."
I know that I told you this on the first night, but remember the animatronics in the back room can move.
"WHAT!" Pinkie lunged for the tablet. flicking through the pictures, she saw the new ones seemed to be having a conference. "At least they aren't botheri-" Suddenly all of the new ones stared at the camera." -ng me..." Pinkie finished weakly. Her knees felt weak. This was far from the happy haven she had thought would be here when she started her job. Flicking to the Parts/Service, she nearly screamed. All of them are gone! Changing the cameras, she noticed with grim satisfaction that none of them were near her room. Bonnie was in a party room, so was Chica, and Freddy was in the far back of the hallway. "FOXY! WHERE IS THE FOX!"
She pulled down the cameras, turned on the flashlight, and actually screamed. Foxy was standing there, in all of his creepiness, just staring. She could barely hear the phone turn off over her noise.
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Toy Chica jumped at the sound of the endo's scream. All of them flicked their heads towards the noise.
"They're awake." Bonnie muttered.
Mangle looked around. "Anyone gonna help our new bandmate not get demolished?" No one volunteered. "Looks like I am on my own."
"I'll go with you!" Chica pipped up.
"Anyone else?"
No one.
Chica gently put a hand on Mangle's spine. "Let's go."
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Pinkie heard them crawling through the vents. Her hair had gone very straight. She was flicking the flashlight at Foxy, occasionally looking at the tablet or the lights. "Why are the vents this big!" She yelled at no one. Her ears picked up the soft thump noises the new animatronics make when they walk. She saw Old Bonnie enter the room the second she pulled up the tablet. He kept making groaning noises that sounded oddly pony-like.
Pinkie wanted to pull down the tablet, but she was afraid of what she would see. "Why why why why why..."
She heard even more enter. "There's more?!"
More footsteps and the unmistakable sound of metal on metal. Pinkie moved her hoof along the desk, knocking over the fan, lots of pieces of crumpled paper, and her refilling hay smoothie which somehow always stays frosty. The hoof encountered a piece of plaster.
Yes! The Freddy head, now if I can just get it on with one hoof...
Doing her best not to show her face, Pinkie pulled on the mask.
It's really heavy! I don't remember it being this heavy. Maybe somepony filled it with bricks, but why would they do that, I mean- STOP. Focus Pinkie, focus.
Pulling some more, she managed to lift it with one hoof, lifting it above her head. She quickly threw down the camera and tried to slam on the Freddy head. Except that wasn't a Freddy head.
It was Toy Chica's face. "Oh. That's why it was so heavy..." Pinkie looked up at the sockets where Chica's eyes were supposed to be and shuddered. Pinkie gingerly put down Chica. "Heh, heh, heh, g-good chi-chicken. Just s-stay there w-while I b-back away..."
Bump
"The walls aren't supposed to be sharp." she squeaked. Slowly turning around, she looked straight at Mangle's face. Screaming, Pinkie ran quickly into Old Bonnie, who was just standing there watching with morbid enjoyment. He grabbed Pinkie's neck, and roared at her face.
Pinkie began running back down the hallways, her neck stretching to improbable lengths. Bonnie stood there, now utterly confused. Pinkie quickly looked at a clock while she ran. "5:59, come ooo_"
Ding Dong
Bonnie let go and her head slung back to her body. Before Toy Chica turned off, she managed to utter, "We need to talkto you..."
Pinkie could care less what she said at the moment. All she cared about was leaving.