"There! All fixed up!" Twilight backed away, the wrench still in her mouth.
"Thank ye, lass" Foxy tested out his fixed voice box, "Seems that forest didn`t do me much good".
Twilight sighed.
"Yeah, you have water in almost every wire. Dirt`s caught up in some gears, but i`ll have to fix that later" she levitated the wrench into her small tool box, and then set it off to the side of the room.
"Well... Now that your fixed up, wanna test out the voice box some more?" Twilight suggested. Foxy shrugged.
"Okay then, how about the other animatroonics?".
"Animatronics, "Foxy mumbled, "There`d be Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, and Golden Freddy, er Goldy" Foxy explained, as the purple alicorn jumped onto a small chair and sat down.
"Okay, who`s the leader of you I guess?" Twilight grabbed a notepad and quail.
"Freddy Fazbear" Foxy growled. Twilight scribbled down some set of squares, and began to write down names.
"Okay? And the others? I mean, scratch that. Why did you all see the foals more than any other being?" Twilight tilted her head to one side.
"I was programmed to perform for kids".
"Okay, got it. And can you remember any of the ones before you?".
"Are ye really jus` gonna ask all these questions?" Foxy asked, annoyed.
"Yeah, I guess I am" Twilight shrugged.
"Er... There was Mangle, er Foxina, but she was played with so much by those filthy brats. Then I think there was some sort of boy like robot, and newer versions of our selves. There was also..." Foxy trailed off.
"Also what?" Twilight asked.
"The puppet" he shuddered.
"What`s so bad about a puppet? What did it look like?!" Twilight seemed to become suddenly excited, preparing her quail.
"The puppet... It... I don`t remember, I just know I don`t like it. Not one bit. It was really tall, taller than even Freddy, and had purple tear like marks on it`s face, along with an infinite smile".
Hasty scribbles were heard from Twilight.
"Anything else?" Twilight asked.
"Not really, lass. Like I said, I don`t exactly remember anything before I was fixed very well. Something about a memory blank" Foxy shrugged.
Twilight nodded and put the notepad on a small crystal table, getting up to head towards the kitchen.
"Where are ye goin`?".
"To get some coffee".
"Why?".
"Because... I can?".
"Shouldn`t ye be sleeping by now?".
"I may be small to you, but i`m an adult. Besides, "Twilight paused to yawn, "I have work to do".
"... Go to bed, lass" Foxy suggested absently.
"Nah, I don`t, "another yawn, "Need to sleep".
"Lass, your tired. I won`t go anywhere, we have a sleep mode" Foxy smiled a bit.
"You do?" Twilight perked up slightly.
"Well, actually it`s called roaming mode, but I promise ye, my sensors map out the area through electronic waves, which means they can sense when i`m about to leave the building. If I try, my circuits then freeze on me" Foxy explained.
"Oh" was all Twilight said.
She turned to go upstairs.
"Well goodnight then" she said oh so simply, before shrugging and dragging her wings up the crystal stairs.
"Aye, goodnight!" the pirate fox waved slightly, "now where can I find a safe room?".
"Celestia," A familiar female royal voice echoed through the polished marble hall.
"Yes, what is it?" the voice that replied was lighter- though slightly irritable.
"I'm sorry to come without notice, but I've sensed that you've grown weaker. You need to rest" the lower voice was caring, but carried seriousness within it's tone.
"No," the lighter one retorted, "I can't. I need to keep a check on him".
"Go to bed, sister" a dark blue form appeared beside a larger white one- both ponies bearing a horn AND pair of wings.
"I can't. Not until I know that Twilight's safe".
"I can keep watch. The night is my own. You'll be too tired to care for the day if you do not rest" the smaller blue alicorn nudged her sister to leave.
"I... I'm rethinking my decision" the white alicorn ignored her sister's push.
The smaller one immediately stopped.
"What?!" she stared in awe at her sister.
"I don't think I did the right thing, bringing something into a different world" Celestia repeated solemnly.
"Why do you think this?" the dark one asked lightly.
"It's because something's wrong..." Celestia sighed.
"Sister. Rest, and we will speak of this tomorrow" the dark one finally succeeded in getting her sister to get up.
"Thank you, Luna" Celestia smiled weakly, before shaking her head and dragging her hooves towards her bedroom.
"Oh, dear sister," Luna silently sighed to herself, "you're pushing yourself to hard".
Shuffling could be hard from inside the office.
Mike made no immediate reaction, but the guard next to him shrunk into a tiny ball.
"Exactly... In what way and shape or form, does this place scare you?" Mike asked the smaller guard flatly- whom stared at him as if he was insane.
"Are you insane?!" -See? He spat, "the recording said we could die!!!".
"It was probably just a prank" the gray skinned guard teased- even though he knew what these things were capable of.
"Uh-huh... Let's hope so..." the more frail one stammered before looking out his door.
"So, here's the plan- you keep a check on your door, and I keep track of the camera and my door" the other one replied.
"O-okay".
"You ready?".
"I guess...".
"Good, cause Chica's at the door" with that the smaller one 'eeped' and slammed the red door button.
"I was just kidding! You can't waste power like that" the gray guard nudged him.
"Oh, heh. Sorry" in which he opened the door again.
Chica met Freddy and Bonnie outside the parts room- all looking not-so-happy about their plan.
"I'm not asking... it" Freddy sated flatly. Bonnie sighed, as Chica put her arms in front of her.
"Me neither!" she argued against going in there.
"..." Bonnie sighed- both animtronics were looking expectantly at him.
"... Why me?".
It was rather dark, though the robots had been built with flashlight like sensors- built for if the power went out during the day.
Bonnie crept through the blood stained parts room, over to an area where the camera couldn't reach.
It was soundless- except for a tiny buzzing sound that emanated from the corner of the room.
"Eh... Goldy?" Bonnie asked sheepishly. He got no reply- though a small whir came from the static, a high pitched point squealing for no more than a second.
"Goldy" Bonnie repeated, though a bit louder.
A small clicking sound came from the corner, and a few gear-grinding sounds repeated.
Once they stopped, the source of the mechanical sounds seemed to turn to look at Bonnie- two tiny pinpricks of white for eyes.
"Eh... We n-need your help" Bonnie stepped back.
'Goldy' muttered something, though it came out as static.
"W-at, d- -ou w-ant?" the animatronic asked irritably, as it attempted at what seemed like clearing it's throat.
"There's a major problem" Bonnie continued- trying to ignore the almost inaudible way Goldy was talking.
"What pr-b--m" the thing snapped.
"Well," he decided to just say it, "Foxy's gone missing".
The pinpricks lowered for a second, shaking- as if the thing was sighing.
"...A-d HOW, e-ac--y, d-d a large b---dal fox -o m---ing and NOT be f--nd?" the thing asked in a hasty tone.
"None of us know, actually".
"..." the thing stepped forth, barely visible. It was aware of the camera- as it made sure to stay out of it's point of view.
"Oh, and... One more thing- you mind getting rid of the guard?," Bonnie added sheepishly, "he's managed to survive five nights. It's his sixth now..."
"F--ally, some----- f-- to d-" with that, the animatronic stepped into an almost full view.
You could see a small outline of highlight gold- and a black top hat.
With a sudden whir of mechanical gears- the pinpricks of light vanished from sight, leaving in it's place nothingness.
"Your gonna have to teach me how to do that" Bonnie muttered with a smirk, before making his way back to the dining room.
"Getting anything, Jeremy?" the guard asked the smaller shaking one- which shook his head.
"No animatronics yet" he stammered.
"They should've at LEAST been at the door several times now" the other one muttered.
"... Eh, I'm glad they haven't come yet" Jeremy smiled slightly.
"I don't know, something could be wrong..."
"Mike! No, don't go where those things are!" Jeremy whimpered, as he turned his head over to something in the right corner of the room.
"You know what, Mike?" Jeremy asked.
"What?" he replied, almost irritably.
"That may be a good idea after all..."
"Why is that?" Mike smirked.
"Look" Jeremy pointed a shaky finger at the far corner of the room.
Mike's pupils shrunk at what he was pointing to.
"Oh..." was all he managed out.
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