I was teleported to equestria where I spent most of my life. When I get back to my world, I reunite with an old friend.
I used to love going to Freddy Fazbear's when I was a kid. I always went there for my favorite, Foxy. But then mom stopped taking me there and I never saw him again. And then a few years later I was brought to Equestria. Made new friends there and Twilight taught me magic while Rainbow taught me how to fly. Equestria became my new home. But then, years later I was brought back to my world and took the job at the restaurant I longed to return to. But when I saw the state my favorite fox was in, I knew I had to do something. Edit: Sorry guys, but I won't be finishing the story. I've been writing each chapter on a whim and now I don't know how to continue the story nor do I know how to end it. Told y'all I'm not a good author. I apologize for the disappointment this may cause. Maybe you can come up with your own ending or something. Idk.
"Mommy, come on, let's go!" My five year old self cried impatiently. My mom had said that she would take me to Freddy Fazbear's today, and I was excited. I loved going there. But I don't go there for Freddy, Chica, or Bonnie. I go there for Foxy. He is the pirate and he is also my friend. When we got to the pizzeria, I dashed to Pirate's Cove, excited to see Foxy. I stood there at the purple curtains waiting for Foxy to come out when my mom caught me off guard asking:
"Sweetie, don't you want pizza?"
"No, I'm good." I replied.
"Okay," And then I realized I really needed to go to the restroom.
"Mommy, I'm going to the restroom."
"Okay, sweetie." She replied. But when I came out however, mom picked me up and we hurried out the exit. On the way, I heard screaming. I had a glimpse of Foxy, but his back was turned to me, and there was blood in front of him.
I never went to the pizzeria again after that. I never really knew what had happened, but mom forbid me to go back, no matter how much I begged. Then soon, I forgot about the pizzeria. But I never forgot about Foxy.
3 Years Later
I was in my room, drawing a picture when I saw a flash of light in the corner of my eye. Then I was pulled into the light and all I saw for a moment was purple.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was in a completely different place. I checked myself to make sure of any possible injuries and noticed I had changed too. I was dark blue, had four legs, a purple mane and tail with pink streaks, wings, and a horn. I was some kind of winged-unicorn. I found a puddle and looked at my reflection. I saw that I had red eyes, and that I was somewhat correct. I decided to look around to find out where I was.
Then I found a pink horse hopping around as if it were very excited about something.
"Um, excuse me, can you tell me where I am?" I asked. I was a little nervous, since mom told me not to talk to strangers.
"Oh, hello little filly, you're in Ponyville. Are you new here?" She asked.
"Um, yes. I am."
"Okay, I'm Pinkie Pie. What's your name?"
"C-Caroline." I said.
"Great name. Hey, where are your parents?" Oh boy, how am I going to tell her that I came from an entirely different place? Alone. I just took a deep breath and said:
"I came alone."
That made her jaw drop. I'm in for it now.
"Well don't worry, Auntie Pinkie Pie can help you out. Hey, maybe Twilight can help you with magic while Dashie can help you with flying." Wow, I guess I came to the right person, er, pony. We made our way through the streets talking for a bit. Pinkie was bouncing up and down cheerfully the whole time. I just walked beside her, trying to keep up.
Eventually, we got to this HUGE tree with windows and a door for some reason. Pinkie knocked on the door, and another winged-unicorn opened the door. She was purple, with a dark blue mane and pink and purple streaks in it. Her eyes were also purple, but darker. Then I saw a tattoo on her butt. It was a pink star surrounded by tiny white stars. Then I realized that Pinkie had a tattoo on her butt too. It was three balloons. Two of them were blue, and the third one was yellow. I looked at my own butt and saw no tattoo. Oh well. I looked back at the two ponies.
"Oh, hi Pinkie! What can I do for you?"
"Twilight! IfoundthisfillyaloneandiaskedherwhereherparentswereandshesaidshecamealoneandIneedhelpwithherbecausesheneedsus!" She took in a deep breath after talking so fast I couldn't understand her.
"And her name is Caroline!"
The purple pony stared blankly at Pinkie, then she turned to me.
"Hello, Caroline, was it?" I nod.
"I'm Twilight Sparkle. Sorry about Pinkie. She's always like this. Why don't you both come inside?"
"Okey dokey lokey!" Said Pinkie. We followed Twilight inside her tree. When I walked in, I saw that every wall was covered in books. Books were EVERYWHERE! My jaw dropped at the sight.
"I see that this is your first time in a library." Twilight said, giggling. I turned to look at her, confused.
"What's a library?" I asked.
"A library is a place for ponies to come and borrow books. And after a certain amount of time, they bring the books back looking exactly the same as they did before leaving the building. You're welcome to explore if you want. just don't touch anything that isn't a book." Twilight explained. Okay, this is cool. I walked around the library, looking at all the books. I saw a bunch of adventure books, history books, and, PIRATE BOOKS?! I couldn't help but get excited about there being pirate books. They kinda made me think of Foxy. I wonder how he's doing.
Then Twilight walked up to me.
"You like pirates?" She asked.
"Yeah! I have a friend who's a pirate! Though, I haven't seen him in a long time." I say. Twilight looked kinda sad while looking at me.
"Well, you're welcome to read the books. Just take good care of them and please put them back when you're done."
"Okay!" I said excitedly. I picked up a book that says Treasure Island on the front. I figured it was about pirates. And when I started reading, sure enough, it was. I was really enjoying the book. I keep reading the book until I'm finished, and put the book back like Twilight told me too. And then I grab another book with The Adventures Of Black Beard The Pirate on the front. I also enjoyed the book very much.
“Oh, hi Auntie Rainbow!” I said as the cyan pegasus flew down in front of me, her rainbow mane drenched with sweat.
“Hey Caroline! Just the mare I wanted to see!” She said with a smirk. I knew that smirk.
“What prank are you planning today? That somehow includes me?” I asked. I always loved prancing with Auntie Rainbow. It sometimes ends with us getting in trouble, but it’s always worth it.
“See that stallion over there?” She started while pointing a hoof at a stallion. He was a unicorn with a green coat, and blue mane. His eyes were a golden color, and his cutie mark was of a red quill writing on a parchment. He seemed talking to some pony.
“Yeah?” I said, intrigued. This ought to be good.
“Well, do you think you can teleport a clown outfit onto him?” She asked, with enthusiasm. This is DEFINITELY going to be good.
“Oh yeah! I can definitely do that!” I exclaimed. I then lit up my horn and the stallion was then surrounded by a red aura. In a split second, he went from professional looking to looking like he worked at a circus. It was hilarious. The look of shock and horror on his face was priceless!
“What the- HEY!” Time to leave! Me and Auntie Rainbow raced into the sky to a cloud a distance away. When we got to the cloud, we burst out laughing from the stunt we pulled. It was five minutes later when we finally calmed down.
“Wow, Auntie, that was just as great as that prank you pulled at my sweet sixteen two months ago!” I will always remember that. Auntie Rainbow hiding in the cake, and then bursting out when it was time to blow out the candles. It was hilarious! And Auntie Pinkie found it funny too, though she scolded her for ruining such a good cake afterwards. It was still an awesome birthday.
“Yeah, I know!” She said, still chuckling.
"Well, I better meet with my friends. We have to study." I said turning to leave.
"Bye, Auntie!" I said as I flew off towards Sugar Cube Corner. When I got there, the rest of the Cutie Mark Crusaders were there at a table. We were assigned by Miss Cheerilee to study a chapter in a textbook about the banishment of Nightmare Moon. It was for a test the next day, so we had to study.
"Hi, girls!" I greeted as I landed at our table. When they heard my voice, they all turned to me and greeted me back.
"Howdy Caroline! Now that we're all here, we can get started!" Applebloom said with enthusiasm. She was the first of us to get her cutie mark. She was fixing up the clubhouse when she got it. A hammer and a wrench crossing over each other like an X. Sweetie Belle got hers in a talent show, doing her singing act. It was a purple music note in the center of a pink heart. And then Scootaloo got hers shortly after getting wing prosthetics and learning how to fly doing a trick that involved both her scooter and her new flying ability. It was a black tire with a yellow wing in the center. And then there was me. I had drawn and built a working robot cat for a school project, and I was excited because my heart was telling me that I was meant for this. It was a paintbrush that had been dipped in green paint intertwining with a gear.
We were studying a couple of hours in the clubhouse. It was the basic stuff that every pony knew. Sort of. Princess Luna being jealous of all the attention Princess Celestia, her sister, was getting, being corrupted by the Nightmare, being banished to the moon with the force of the elements of harmony, all the basic stuff. It was a little while before I looked at the time. 8:00 p.m.
"HOLY CRAP! Girls, it's 8:00!" I said, dumbfounded. I showed the alarm clock to the other girls, who were shocked as well.
"Rarity's going to kill me for getting home late!" Sweetie Belle panicked. We all agreed that we should go home and that was enough studying for the night. I just hope I'm not in too much trouble with Twilight.
It was just another day at the pizzeria. Though, me head was feelin' a bit funny today since I woke up. No matter! Caroline's comin' today, so it shouldn't be all that bad! I can see her through the curtains right now! Wait, she's going to the restroom. Oh well, I can wait for her during or after the show! Speaking of, it's startin' right now! Wait, I'm startin' to see black in me vision. and it's gettin' worse. That can't be good...
A Few Minutes Later...
"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! What have I done?!" I'm panickin' right now. I blacked out for a couple minutes, but when I came to, everyone was running away screaming. And I was covered in blood. There's a child at me feet with a serious injury in the head and unmoving. I see Caroline's mother carry her out the door. Poor lass is confused as to what's goin' on. I doubt I'd see her again. I go back behind the curtains to think about what had just happened. And then the others come storming in, furious at me. I'm scared of what they'll do to me for this.
Present Day: My Point Of View...
I get to the castle doors and silently walk in as to not disturb any pony. As soon as I shut the door, I was face-to-face with Twilight. Uh oh.
"Where have you been?" Twilight said sternly. Oh boy, here we go.
"Sorry, Twilight! I was studying with my friends and lost track of time. I'll try not to let that happen again." I say. Twilight relaxed a bit.
"If you were studying, then you're off the hook. But you still came home late. So I advise you to finish up in your room, okay? I'm guessing you got most of it done?"
"Yes, actually. We did get most of it done. I'll be heading to my room now!" I say, trotting past her. She smiles, and trots back to the library. After trotting through the crystal hallways, I make it to my room. The walls are covered in my drawings, both old and recent, my bed is in the far corner of the room next to the window, my desk is on the opposite side of the room complete with a lamp, stack of paper, quills and markers, glue, and scissors. My bookshelf is next to my desk on the left, and my dresser is in front of my bed, and the nightstand next to the bed. I put my saddlebags down and take my books out to continue studying. I put the books on my desk, turn on my lamp, and open one of them to start where I left off.
When I finish studying, I look at the clock to see what time it is. 9:58 p.m. Wow, a lot of time went by during studying. Oh well. Time for bed. I thought as I shut my book, turned off my lamp, and went to bed. It was a peaceful night, no doubt. I think I will have a peaceful slumber tonight. I climbed into bed, and shut my eyes.
There was a room full of creatures of some sort. They all look like monkeys, but without tails or much hair. And they were all wearing clothes, which is odd. I look down at myself and realize that I was one of them too. I look around the room and it seemed to be a restaurant of some sort. There were posters of a purple rabbit with a red bowtie and a guitar, a yellow duck? With a bib that says "Let's Eat!" and a cupcake with eyes and teeth, and a brown bear with a black top hat, black bowtie, and a microphone lining the walls. On one side of the room, there was a huge stage with a purple starred curtain, and on that stage were the same rabbit, bear, and duck. Across the room, there was a door way with a sign above it reading "Welcome to Pirate's Cove!" Out of curiosity, I walk towards the door to see what's inside.
In the room, the floor was covered in sand. The walls were painted sky blue with clouds and white gulls to give off a beach vibe. Across the room, there was a smaller stage than the one in the other room, with the same purple starred curtains. And then, the curtains opened to reveal a new character. It was a fox with brown pants, blue jacket, captain's hat, a hook on the right paw, and an eyepatch on the right eye. This character seemed oddly familiar to me, but I don't know how. The character started speaking in a gruff, male voice.
"YAAARR, me mateys! The name be Foxy! And welcome to the Pirate's Cove!" Oh, so this character is male. And his name is Foxy? Why does that sound so familiar? I continue watching the performance. Not long he started singing a shantey. But a few minutes into the shantey, I could see him acting, off. And his eyes were changing color. His white cornea and orange iris turned black and his slit pupil turned white. He started glitching a lot too. And the song came to a sudden stop. That was when I noticed one of the creatures that were my hight got on the stage and was standing right in front of Foxy. That can't be good. Before any one could react, Foxy's jaws clamped onto the poor creature's head, and the creature fell limp. Everyone around me started screaming and running away, but I stayed put. And then Foxy jumped off the stage and ran towards me, ready to slash his hook on me.
I jolted awake soaked in my own sweat. It was just a dream. But it felt so real. And why was this Foxy so familiar to me? I shook my head to clear it. Maybe I'll think about it more tomorrow after the test.
Miss Cheerily is passing the tests back to us. I hope I got a good grade. Sweetie reassured me that everything would be fine, but I was still nervous. Then Miss Cheerily came to me.
“Good work, Caroline!” She said giving me my test. The score was a 95%. I did pretty good!
“Thanks, Miss Cheerily!” I say. I’m proud of myself, for the studying had payed off. Though, I’m still thinking about that dream last night. What was all that about? What were those creatures? And who is-er, was this Foxy? I had these thoughts surrounding my head when I heard Scootaloo ask:
“Hey, what is that you’re drawing?” I was startled by her sudden question that I jumped a little. Wait. I was drawing? I looked down on my paper and sure enough, there was a rough sketch of a bipedal fox with a hook and eyepatch standing on a small stage and standing in front of the stage was one of those creatures. It looked exactly like the creatures, stage and fox from my dream. I was dumbfounded by this. I draw a lot sure, but never subconsciously. And even if I did, it wouldn’t have turned out as clean as this, nor take any recognizable form.
“I have no idea.” I finally respond. We both stare at the picture confused. And then Applebloom piped in.
“Wacha looking at?” She asked.
“Some drawing Caroline made, but it has weird creatures in it. I have no idea what they’re supposed to be.”
“I had a really weird dream last night that had these creatures. And I think the fox creature said his name was Foxy? Though it seems familiar to me in a strange way.” Applebloom looked at the drawing, then back at me.
“Ya mean like a memory of some sort?”
“Yeah! Kinda like a lost memory. Maybe my subconscious is playing tricks on me. I’ll ask Twilight about it when I get home.”
“Welp, if you say so. I actually had something like that happen to me. I dreamed that I was smaller. And there were these two ponies, a mare and a stallion, and they acted like they were my parents or whatever. And it’s weird cause I have no memory of my parents at all. I was lucky that Rainbow Dash adopted me.” Well, on the flip side, she knows I’m not crazy.
“But you’re right. You should tell Twilight about this. Maybe she has a book about this.”
“Yeah, maybe.” I respond thoughtfully. Maybe.
On the way home, I kept thinking about the dream and drawing. What were they about? When I reached the door and opened it, I was met with Spike hurrying out with a box of party supplies.
“Auntie Pinkie throwing another party?” I ask, knowing the answer too well.
“Yep! It’s Derpy’s birthday today.” Oh yeah. I forgot that her birthday was today.
“Well, try not to let Auntie Pinkie wear you out. Okay?”
“I’ll try.” He said as he made his way to the end of the block. I made my way inside and went to my room to put my saddlebags down. Then I went to look for Twilight. I first looked in the library, since she’s usually quite literally buried in books. When I got there, sure enough, that’s where she was. She must’ve heard me come in, cause her head popped out of the book pile to look at me.
“Oh! Hey, Caroline! How was the test?” She asked excitedly as she hopped out of the pile of books.
“It was great! Got a 95%!” I exclaimed as I proudly showed her my test. Her purple eyes lit up when she saw the test score. But then her face twisted to confusion when she saw the drawing.
“Caroline? Did you draw this?” She asked puzzled.
“Yeah, happened after I got my test back.” I said sheepishly.
“Okay, but what even are those?” She asked with genuine confusion.
“I have no idea. Had a dream last night with those things, and I was one of them. The smaller one. And after getting the test back, I wasn’t even paying attention until Scootaloo asked me what it was.”
“Wanna talk about it? The dream, I mean.” She asked with intrigue.
“Sure. Maybe it’ll help.” Where’s the harm in this? Maybe this could help me gain info about it.
(After telling Twilight about the dream)
“Hmm, maybe your subconscious is trying to get you to remember something through dreams? I think I have books about psychology and dreams. And if they don’t work, then maybe we can ask Princess Luna for advice.”
“Maybe. Thanks Twilight.” We searched through every book on psychology and dreams in the library, only to end with disappointment. We tried asking Princess Luna, but even she doesn’t know what to do. So I guess I’m stuck getting weird dreams from lost memories of the past with weird creatures and a pirate anthropomorphic fox. Yay. I try not to think much about it as I head to bed. Before I got to my room, however, a pink earth pony with a darker pink crazy mane popped up in front of me holding a party invitation in her mouth.
“Oh, hi Auntie Pinkie!” I say as my heart is still beating against my chest.
“Hi Caroline! Can’t believe I almost forgot to give you and Twilight invitations to Derpy’s party, isn’t that crazy?” Aunty Pinkie said, hyper as ever. Her voice was muffled from holding the envelope in her mouth.
“Yeah, I can’t believe it either.” I said as I took the invitation from the party pony’s mouth.
“Can’t wait to see you there!” She said as she disappeared into a random vase. I always wonder how she’s able to break the laws of physics like that. I shrug it off since it’s her norm, and met Twilight at the door on our way to the party, since we don’t want to make Auntie Pinkie upset. Last time somepony didn’t come to one of her parties despite being invited, all hell was spawn onto him. I shuddered at the thought of the poor stallion covered head to hoof with frosting, streamers, and cake and was most visibly terrified of Auntie Pinkie’s wrath.
When we got to the party, all of Ponyville was there, like always. And it was a blast. We wished Derpy happy birthdays, we had cake, and we had conga lines. When the party was over, I couldn’t wait to be under my covers again and succumb to slumber. Spike was already asleep on Twilight’s back, and I could tell that she couldn’t wait to sleep either. And then the time finally came when I reached my room and plopped face-first into my pillow and fell right to sleep.
I was back at that place again. But, things were a bit different. I was the same creature as I was in the previous dream sure, but the place was abandoned. In a place that was once bright, colorful and full of life, was now dark, gloomy and abandoned. The anthropomorphic rabbit, bear, and duck were nowhere to be seen and the posters and curtains were torn to shreds. Most of the tables and chairs were gone, and the few tables and chairs that remained were broken and turned over. I made my way to the doorway that once had a sign over it saying "Welcome To Pirate's Cove!" and noticed how dark the room really was. I wanted no, needed to see what was in the room, so I started to look for a light switch. I knew the lights most likely wouldn't work, so you could imagine my surprise when I finally found the switch and the whole room lit up. when my eyes finally adjusted, I was surprised by what I saw. The paint on the walls was faded, and there was a dark stain in the sand. The purple starred curtains were torn to shreds revealing the beat up anthropomorphic fox. There were patches of fur missing, especially on his chest, paw, and legs. The fur he had left was matted and dirty. His blue jacket was torn at the sleeves and his brown shorts were torn at the bottom, while his hat was gone entirely. His jaw even appeared to be broken as it was hanging by the thread of a few wires, and this revealed his sharp white and gold teeth for the world to see. All the exposed metal on him was rusted, as if he hadn't been maintained in a long time. The sight seemed like something from a horror movie, and I didn't want to be there any longer. But as I turned to leave, his eye lit up to life, and he started to straighten his posture, gears creaking with every movement from rust that remained for who knows how long, and looked at me with sadness and fear in his eye. Wait, he's expressing emotions? I didn't know he could do that. His ears drooped when he saw I'm about to leave.
"P-p-ple-ea-ase d-d-don-n-n't g-g-g-o." His gruff voice had sadness as he spoke, and he stuttered as he did his best to speak. I didn't want to leave after seeing how sad he was, but I knew I had to leave. I turned to face the door, and then all went black.
When I jolted awake, I was back in my room. Same bed, same desk, same dresser, same bookshelf, same everything. I realized that my face felt wet, and when I touched my hoof on my face, I realized I was crying. I looked at my pillow and saw it was damp, as if I had been crying all night. I didn't know what to think of this. If these are actually memories, then am I from another dimension? No. That's crazy talk. I can't be from another dimension. And these weird dreams I'm having are just dreams and nothing more. I didn't know if this self reassurance would help the matter, but who knows? It's Saturday, so I have all weekend to figure this out. I brushed my mane and then headed downstairs for breakfast. When I reached the kitchen, I was hit with the sound of sizzling and the smell of pancakes, and saw Twilight at the stove, and Spike reading a newspaper.
"Morning Twilight! Morning Spike!"
"Morning!" They both said in unison. I was surprised Spike didn't shout jinx at this, since he usually did. Although, he is getting older so he must be maturing a bit more.
"You can sit down Caroline. The pancakes are almost ready." Twilight said barely looking up from the stove.
"Okay, Twilight!" I say sitting down across from Spike. As I waited, I found myself reading the front of the newspaper Spike was reading. It was talking about the prank me and Auntie Rainbow pulled. Apparently, he went crying to Mayor Mare. I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. And then a plate of pancakes surrounded by a pink aura was set down in front of me, jolting me from my thoughts. When Spike got his pancakes, he immediately put down the newspaper and dug in. I just started to eat it slowly to savor the flavor and so I won't have a risk of choking like Spike is right now.
"So Caroline, any weird dreams last night?" Twilight asked.
"Actually, yeah. It was just like the previous one, only it was different."
"Oh really? How so?" Twilight asked with intrigue.
(After explaining the dream)
"Huh. That is odd. maybe your subconscious is trying to tell you something."
"Like what?" I ask. I'm desperate to know what's up at this point.
"I don't know. A pony's mind can do strange things that even I can't fully understand." Twilight has a point there. Maybe I shouldn't worry about this. And then spike burped out a scroll with a royal seal. Twilight took the scroll and opened it. When she read its contents, her eyes went wide.
"What is it Twilight?" I ask, a bit worried.
"It's from Princess Luna. She has a theory about your dreams. She thinks that they might be memories trying to come back to you." Spike's jaw dropped in unison with mine after Twilight said this.
"But Twilight, if that's the case, then that means I'm not from Equestria." I said with my voice shaking. This can't be real. I can't possibly be from another dimension, right?
"Well," Twilight began.
"When you were eight, Pinkie showed up with you saying that you had come to Ponyville alone, so it would make sense if you were from somewhere else. Neither of us knew where you came from, but you enjoyed reading my pirate books. Those dreams you're having is making your appearance make more and more sense." Twilight said. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This has got to be part of that dream. I just haven't waken up yet. Yeah. All I need to do is wake up. Then I felt a sharp pain on my forehoof.
"OW!" I cried out yanking my hoof back. I glared at Spike as he drew his claw back after the pinch. He must've sensed my thoughts. Wait. I felt that. That means this isn't a dream. I am unfortunately awake. Okay. So I appeared in Equestria from another dimension and now I am getting dreams about the dimension I'm from.
"Princess Luna is also saying that since you're most likely from another dimension, it means we have to find a way to send you back because you belong there." Twilight said with a shaky voice.
"WHAT?!" Spike and I said in unison. I was flabbergasted.
"But Equestria is my home! And now Princess Luna is saying I should go back to the dimension I don't even remember?! None of this is making any sense to me!" All of my emotions were mixed. I was angry, I was scared, I was upset, and I was very much confused. How could Princess Luna this? I needed fresh air.
"I'm going out for a flight, to think this through." I said getting up from my seat and making my way to the door. When I made it out, I spread my wings and took to the air. The cool morning air felt nice on my coat. Flying usually helps me think straight. As I was flying over Ponyville, a turquoise light shown in front of me. It looked like a portal of some sorts, and I was sucked in. And then, all was black.
Foxy was walking up to me as I was sitting at a table drawing.
"Hoy there, lassie!" Foxy said sitting down next to me. I liked hanging out with him, since he's the only friend I got here.
"Hi Foxy!"
"whatcha drawin'?"
"You and me! Wanna see?"
"Sure!" He took the drawing out of my hand to look at it. I could see a smile creeping onto his face.
"Looks great, lassie!" He said as he gave me back the drawing.
"Thanks!" Then Foxy looked at me with a serious expression.
"Hey, lassie? Can I ask ye somethin'?"
"Sure!"
"Well, I know how much ye like comin' 'ere, an' I was worried about when ye stop comin' when ye're older. So when that time comes, promise ye won't forget me?" I couldn't believe he was asking something like this. Of course I won't stop coming back. Besides, if I do, I'd never forget my own friend!
"I promise!" I say. And then Foxy pulled me into a hug.
"Thanks lassie, means a lot."
I woke up to a headache so bad, it may as well have been trampled over by a stampede of bison. I get up to my hooves to look at my surroundings. My heart then sank once I found out where I was. I was in the same place as my dreams. It was just like the first dream, but it was dark and gave me chills. Wait, if I'm in the same place as my dreams, could this 'Pirate's Cove' thing be in the same place? Welp, there's only one way to find out! I cast a light spell to see a bit better and make my way through what looked like the dining room. It was full of tables with confetti tablecloths, party hats, and chairs. once I got to the hallway, I was shocked to find that Pirate's Cove, was indeed, in the same place. I crossed the hall to get inside to see what's in there. And maybe afterwards I can explore the rest of the place. It was just like in the first dream, except there were benches for the audience to sit and watch the show. I could see that the purple starred curtain was closed, and there was a sign in front of it perched in the sand that read 'Sorry, Out Of Order'. As I made my way to the curtain to see what was inside, I felt a bit of excitement rushing through me of what could be in there. When I opened the curtains, I was shocked by what was inside. Sitting against the wall, was the fox from those dreams, but was as beat-up as he was in the second one, and it was staring at me with it's one uncovered, glowing, golden eye. I didn't know what to do or say. It felt like we were staring at each other forever, even though it could've been a few seconds. I wanted to run, fly, teleport, anything to get me out of there. But I also wanted to hug it, since it looks like it's been through a lot. But before I made up my mind, it started to stand on its hind legs, rusted joints creaking as it did so. And once it was standing, it slowly walked up to me, with curiosity on its face. All I could do was stand there with wide eyes as it got closer and closer. When it was a few feet from me, it spoke in the same voice as it did in my dreams.
"W-w-who ar-r-re y-y-ye? Wha-a-at-t-t ar-r-re ye-e-e?" Like in the dream, it stuttered as it spoke. I couldn't move. Couldn't speak. But eventually, I was able to get words out of my mouth.
"I-I'm a pony. A-and my name is Caroline." When I said that, its eyes went wide, its ears drooped, and its jaw dropped simultaneously. I didn't know whether I did or said something wrong.
"C-C-Car-r-rol-l-line-e-e?" It asked in genuine surprise. Apparently, it can feel emotions. I nodded in confusion.
"Yeah? Is something wrong?" Wait, why was I asking it if something was bothering it? It's a robot for crying out loud! But it does seem to be able to express emotions, since a smile was creeping up its face, and tears seem to be ready to come down its face, and even it’s ears perked up a little. Apparently, it can cry too. Before I could do or say anything, however, it rushed up to me and wrapped me into a hug, lifting me off the ground in the process.
"N-n-n o, l-l-las-s-ssie. Not-t-thin's wron-n-ng." It said with happiness in its voice. I literally didn't know what to do or say, but all I knew was that I couldn't breath.
"Uh, hey. Uh, Fox Guy? I can't breath. Can you put me down please?" It relented, and as it put me down, I could feel the relief of air entering and exiting my lungs. When I looked back up at it though, I was surprised that it seemed, hurt.
"Y-y-ye don-n-n't r-r-remem-m-mber m-m-me?" It sounded sad. I kinda felt bad for it. But I was also confused. Was I supposed to remember it?
"Uh, was I supposed to remember you? Cause, you popped up in my dreams recently, but other than that, no." I didn't think its face could look sadder, but it did, and its ears drooped further. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know this thing! I decided that the best thing to do was leave.
"Ooookay then. Imma just gonna leave, so I won't be bothering you anymore." I say as I turn to leave. But as soon as I turned around, I felt a metallic hook rest upon my shoulder. And as soon as it touched my fur, my blood started to run cold.
"W-w-wait! P-p-please don-n-n't l-l-leav-v-ve! I-I-I jus-s-st g-g-got ye-e-e b-b-back! Its voice sounded like the bot was about to cry. I didn't know what to do at this point. Though come to think of it, where was I supposed to go once I leave this place? And if there really are different creatures here, what would they think of me? Would they think I'm some sort of monster? Would they make me an attraction? Would they put me in a laboratory and do experiments on me? The last one made me shudder. I had no other options. I looked back at the fox, who was still waiting for my answer.
"Alright, I'll stay." I finally say. Once I said that, its face lit up and it let me on the stage. It was a little tricky, and I had to hover a bit to get on. I walked in, and the fox closed the curtains behind me incasing us in darkness other than the light from my horn and its glowing eyes.
"Say, you know my name, but what's yours?" I ask. I probably knew the answer, but I just wanted to be sure.
"I-i-it b-b-be Fox-x-xy, l-l-lassie." It said. Welp, I was right about its-no, his name.
I was the creature again, but this time I was with another that’s bigger. When I looked around, I saw that I was in that place again. When I looked ahead, I saw that I was headed towards that ‘Pirate’s Cove’ room again. I had no idea what to expect at that point. When we got in, most of the benches were filled with those creatures, some my size and others as big as the one with me. We walked on the sand between the benches until we sat on an empty bench close to the front. In front of me, I saw the same purple curtains covering the same stage. And then the curtains opened revealing the same Foxy from my first dream. As he started his skit, I noticed he was a little glitchy, but not as glitchy as when I met him. Then, I saw one of those creatures my size get up on the stage. This is gonna be like my first dream, isn’t it? Then, right on que, Foxy’s eye changed and he snapped his jaws on the creature’s head. Everyone started screaming and getting out of there, but I stayed put. When I looked, I realized the creature that was with me was gone. I looked back to carnage, and I saw Foxy’s eye had changed back, but he was looking down at the creature with a wide eye, and his ears were drooped, as if he realized what he had done. I decided to try to leave. But when I tried to run, I somehow tripped over a bench leg and all faded to black.
3:30AM
I jolted awake drenched in sweat. Did I fall asleep? I looked down at myself making sure I was still a pony. Yep! I am! I then looked around trying to see in the darkness where I was. Then I realized I was still in that Pirate’s Cove place. I could even barely see Foxy curled up on the floor asleep. I didn’t want to wake him, so I laid my head back down to wait this night out.
6:00 AM
A few hours later, I could see the sun trying to peek through the curtains. Those few rays that managed to get in hit Foxy in the face, making him stir awake. I decided to get off the stage and draw or write in the sand. Once I sat on the sand, I let my hoof go with the flow as it brushed and scraped against the sand. As I drew in the sand, I let my mind wander back to our conversation last night.
“Okay, first off, I was always a pony. Secondly, I was in Equestria, where I lived my whole life. And thirdly, Princess Luna said I was from another dimension and needed to return. I was flying to think about it when a portal sucked me in and sent me to this building.”
We talked all night. He told me about the last time he saw me after blacking out, and realized the carnage he reaped. He didn’t want to talk about what happened afterwards at first, but after reassuring him, he finally told me. Even now, I still can’t believe his own friends did that to him. I must’ve zoned out in my thoughts cause I didn’t hear Foxy coming.
“M-M-Morn-n-nin’ Las-s-sie.” I jumped a bit when he spoke.
“O-Oh! Morning!” I said, still trying to slow down my rapidly pulsing heart. While my nerves were calming down, Foxy sat next to me. I didn’t mind, since he wasn’t bothering me.
“W-W-Whac-c-cha d-d-drawin’? He asked. I just shrugged.
“I dunno. Just keeping myself busy.” Looking down, I saw that I made the same drawing as the one on my test. After realizing it, I quickly brushed over it with my hoof, erasing it completely. Foxy, on the other hoof, was dumbfounded.
“W-What di-i-id y-y-ye do t-t-that fe-e-er? T-T-Thoug-g-g-ht it-t-t w-w-was n-n-nice.” Wait, he liked it? Welp, us weirdos gotta stick together I guess.
“Sorry, thought it was weird and didn’t want you to see it. But I guess us weirdos gotta stick together!” He chuckled at that, though it was pretty glitchy. Then, once he was finished, he asked:
“S-S-Say, I-I-I nev-v-ver g-got the-e-e ch-h-hance te a-ask l-l-last n-n-night, b-but w-w-what’s tha-a-at m-mark o-on y-y-yer but-t-tt? I looked down at my cutiemark.
“Oh! This?” I asked pointing at my flank. He nodded.
“It’s my cutiemark! It’s what a pony gets when they find their special talent. Mine is drawing and creating machinery! Though, I like to draw other stuff.” I said proudly.
“T-T-Then, ma-a-aybe y-ye c-can fix-x-x m-me?” I nodded.
“Of course! Repairing you won’t be any different from anything else I’ve repaired.” Foxy seemed happy to hear that. He did seem a little frustrated every time he spoke, probably due t o how slowly his words came out.
“Thanks!” Once we got to the doorway, he told me to stay quiet and follow his lead so we won’t get caught by anyone else in the building. It was a bit tricky, and we were very close to getting caught a couple times, but we finally made it to the Parts & Service room. When we got inside, there were shelves filled with spare heads. And below the shelves, there were boxes that were labeled ‘Freddy’, ‘Bonnie’, ‘Chica’, and ‘Foxy’. I locked the door behind me so nopony could catch us in here. I noticed a camera at the ceiling, but I paid it no mind since it was off. There was a toolbox on the table, and Foxy hopped on next to it. With my magic, I grabbed the box labeled ‘Foxy’ and sat it next to me. Inside, there were lots of spare parts and blueprints of him.
“Are ya ready, Foxy?” He nodded excitedly. I smiled as I levitated a spare paw and blueprints.
A few hours later…
Well, it took a while. And I was tired and drenched in sweat. But it was worth it. Foxy looked like nothing had happened to him. Couldn’t find spare hat or jacket that was in the blueprints though. But he doesn’t seem to care. He jumped down from the table to get a better look at himself. Then I realized I forgot to check to see if his right eye needed fixing. So when I lifted the eyepatch, I found claw marks cutting across a white glassy eye. I sifted through the box for a spare head or eye, but couldn’t find any.
“Don’t worry ‘bout that lassie, I already knew me eye couldn’t be repaired.” Foxy said, already having his eyepatch back on. Good to know the voicebox works though.
“Oh, sorry. But at least the rest of you is fixed.” I said. I was proud of my work! Especially the jacket. Since I couldn’t find a spare one, I had to do my best to fix the one Foxy was already wearing. I couldn’t fix the sleeves, though, so we agreed that rolling them up would be good enough.
“Well, thanks fer fixin’ me Lassie. Means a lot.”
“You’re welcome! Now maybe we should try to head back.” Foxy nodded in agreement, and we made our way out. As soon as we stepped out, I could immediately hear music, singing, screams of excitement, ant the laughter while I could smell something cooking, and could see lots of brightly colored lights. The sensory overload was almost overwhelming, but I knew I had to follow Foxy’s lead as to not get caught. It was easier returning than it was leaving, so when we got back, we sighed in relief as he shut the door.
“Is this place always this loud and noisy?” I asked, a little annoyed.
“Aye, it is. But are ye alright, Caroline?” He sounded concerned. But I was fine. There was nothing to be concerned about.
“Yeah, why?” I didn’t even know what he was so worried about, so I was confused.
“I don’t know, but ye sounded a bit upset, an’ yer cryin’ right now.” He said as he knelt down to my level reaching his paw to my face. I recoiled and pushed his paw back with my hoof.
“What?! I’m fine. And I’m not-” I stopped mid sentence as Foxy flinched at my sudden outburst, and I realized my face was wet, with something rolling down my cheeks. I wiped my hoof on my face and saw it was wet too. Then I felt a paw on my shoulder.
“Are ye sure? If there’s anythin’ ye want te talk about, I’m listenin’.” Foxy said with concern still fixated on his face.
“Y-Yeah, I’m fine.” I said as I wiped the rest of the tears away. Fuck! Why was I crying?! And in front of somepony! This is extremely embarrassing and below my age! As we made our way to the curtain, I could tell Foxy was still concerned since he kept glancing my way.
“Soooo, what was yer least favorite repair on me? I know it was a random question, but jus’ changin’ the subject.” He said as he opened the curtain for us to go in.
“Oh, it was inside the torso.” I blurted out eager to change the subject, but I instantly regretted it as soon as those words left my mouth.
“Really? Thought it was the jacket, since ye had a hard time stichin’ it together. Why me torso?” Foxy asked in intrigue, yet also confusion. Ugh, why did I say that? Should I tell him? Does he know? If he doesn’t, how would he react if I told him what I found? I think I should keep it to myself. Besides, I’ve cleaned out the torso while using the time freezing spell, and disposed of the contents accordingly with vaporization, so he won’t even know.
“Well?” Foxy said, still waiting for an answer.
“Oh! Cause it was really dirty and rusty. It was difficult for me to clean it out. Took me almost an hour. Makes me wonder how you were able to move around as much as you did before the repairs.” I said in hopes that he’d buy it. Foxy, on the other hoof, seemed skeptical.
“Really? Cause it didn’t seem te take that long.”
“That’s because I used a time freezing spell, since I didn’t want to keep you waiting.” He was looking surprised at this point, while I hoped upon hope he bought the white lie. Then a smile creeped onto his face.
“I didn’t know ye could freeze time! What else can ye do?” He sounded pretty excited, so I kept going, knowing that I was saved by a half lie.
“Well, I can teleport.” I said. And to prove it, I teleported from my side of the stage, to Foxy’s, our muzzles inches from each other while my wings kept me in the air. Then out of nowhere, he wrapped me in another death hug.
“That was awesome!” he said, and if I looked down, I would’ve seen his tail wagging.
“Uh, yeah. But can you put me down please?”
“Oh. Sorry, Lassie.” Foxy said as he put me down. Once my hooves were touching the stage again, my lungs welcomed the air with gratitude.
“Thanks Foxy.”
“Anytime, Caroline.” We talked a bit more until we got tired, and decided to sleep. I went to one side of the stage, while Foxy went to the other. We said our goodnights, and went to sleep. At least, Foxy went to sleep. I stayed awake, cause I couldn’t stop thinking about what I had found in there. After a bit of thinking, I decided to finally sleep since I didn’t want Foxy to worry about me again. I just hope that he never has to find out.
I had finished patching up Foxy’s chest, and decided to check to see if I had to do any internal repairs. I had to search his torso until I finally found the hatch on his back for me to access his insides. But once I opened it, I instantly regretted it as I was hit with the smell of blood, death, and rotting flesh. Before Foxy could notice, I cast a time freezing spell. Inside the torso, was what’s left of one of those creatures. Blood and shredded guts and flesh pooled out, and the inside was covered in it. I couldn’t believe my eyes. But I had to act fast, since the spell doesn’t last long. So I levitated all the gore out of Foxy and put it in a random paper bag that was on the ground, in which I had vaporized so nopony would accidentally stumble upon it. Then, I grabbed a can of air freshener that was almost unseen behind the duck head and sprayed the entirety of inside Foxy until it smelled like flowers. Once it was done, I put the can back in it’s place just before the spell wore out. Then I grabbed the oil can to make sure he can move everything correctly. Once finished, I shut Foxy’s torso hatch, and moved on to his jaw.
I awoke to the sun peeking in again, and Foxy was just starting to wake up.
"Morning Foxy!" He looked at me and chuckled a bit.
"Mornin', Lassie." He said. As we got out of the curtain to sit on the stage, I've realized I haven't eaten all day yesterday. But I decided not to bother him. I mean, he's been through a lot before I popped up here. He needs a bit of time to process it. We were both quiet for so long, I was a bit startled when he spoke.
"Hey, wanna meet someone?" He asked. I was surprised. I didn't think he wanted to introduce me to any pony, since I was something out of the ordinary in this dimension. But, I decided that there's nothing left to lose. I've already lost everything by being sent here.
"Sure! I don't see why not!" Foxy smiled at that and gestured for me to follow him.
"Nobody's workin' today cause the place is closed for a holiday. So we don't have to worry about workers or customers seein' us. But we do have to be careful if the others are out. They don't like it when I leave the room fer any reason, and things never end well for me." Foxy said solemnly. He had a point. Judging by how cruel the others were, I didn't want to come face to face with any of them. So I followed Foxy out of the room. But when we got out of the room, I could hear talking in the room close to us diagonally across the hall from Pirate's Cove, where we were just barely hidden by a wall. The room in question had a big doorway and there weren't any doors attached. I could tell Foxy could hear them too, cause he looked terrified and his ears were pinned back. I could even see his tail was tucked between his legs.
"Caroline, we need te get on the other end of the hall." Foxy whispered in genuine fear.
"The others can't see us, Lassie. Think ye can teleport us te that door over there?" He asked, as he pointed to the door at the end of the hall that said 'Prize Corner'. This was a simple task he asked of me, so with great confidence, I nodded. Touching my wing against Foxy's leg, I teleported us to the door. We held our breath and waited, listening. But the voices were acting like they didn't even hear us. So we walked in the room and sighed in relief at our close call. As soon as we were in, I could hear music coming from somewhere in the room. When I looked around the room to find the source, I saw a counter and shelves filled with candy, toys, and plushies of the animals, but Foxy was excluded. When I looked to my right, I saw a giant blue present with purple ribbon which was the source of the music. Foxy walked up to it and knocked on the top, which seemed to be a door of some sorts.
"Hey Mari, I got someone I want te introduce ye te." After saying that, the door opened revealing, something. It looked like one of those creatures, but it's face was pure white with purple streaks running down it's face and having red circles on it's cheeks, while it's eyes owning long eyelashes, had black corneas with white irises and grey pupils. It had long black hair reaching past it's shoulders, and it was wearing a black and white striped turtleneck, but the sleeves were so long I couldn't see it's paws.
"Oh, hey Foxy! I didn't expect to see you here! Who fixed you?" It's voice was smooth like butter, and sounded feminine, and sounded a bit cheerful, yet surprised.
"And who is it that you want me to-" Then it looked at me. It's eyes went wide as it saw me. I didn't know what to do. Did I do something wrong? But, in it's defense, it most likely didn't expect to see a pony.
"My, my. What do we have here?" It said in intrigue.
"Mari, this is Caroline. Caroline, this is Marionette, but she likes to go by Mari." Foxy said as he introduced us.
"She's the one that fixed me." Mari seemed to be in awe after hearing this. She actually seemed nice. But then I remembered that she never helped Foxy when he needed it the most. Foxy must've realized this, since he spoke.
"Don't worry, Lassie. I've already forgiven her." Wait, he actually forgave her? How? Why? These thoughts were running through my head as Foxy went to the counter on the other side of the room.
"I'll leave ye too alone to chat a bit." When he was gone, our gazes met. Then, Mari was the first to speak.
"So, I've heard that you've fixed Foxy."
"Yeah, he was beat up really bad. The poor guy has been through a lot."
"Well, I assume that he's told you what happened since the bite?"
"Yeah, but why do you care? You never did anything to help him." Mari sighed at this.
"Yes, that is true. But there is something that must be said. He has been through a lot, as you can tell. But you should know that he wasn't only broken physically, but also mentally and emotionally. He hasn't even been happy since it all happened. And I don't know if he'd ever be truly happy again." I was confused by this statement.
"What are you talking about? He's happy now. He even gave me a death hug twice in a row!"
"He may seem happy now, since a long lost friend has returned, but you have to remember that you are completely different from when you left him that day. Do you even remember him before you came back here?" I shook my head. I mean, she has a point. He seemed really happy until I revealed I had no memory of him.
"Well, you may fix him physically as much as you can, but you might never be able to fix him mentally or emotionally. Mari had another point. I was no therapist. I couldn't help some pony that's been through trauma in the past. I'm sorry Foxy. I can't fix you.
Foxy and I were outside the Prize Counter room now. Like before, I teleported us to the other side of the doorway so the others wouldn't see us, and we quietly walked inside Pirate's Cove. Once we shut the door, it was safe for us to speak.
"So, how'd it go? I saw ye get along alright, aye?"
"Yeah. You were right. Mari is nice." As we walked to the curtain, I started thinking about what she said. That Foxy was mentally and emotionally broken. I couldn't help but wonder what he's thinking now, or how he could've felt finding out I had and still have no memory of him. He's smiling, so he must be happy. Right? Unless it's the mask he wears like Mari said. He's probably wearing it for my sake. But why? I wanted to tell Foxy about what me and Mari talked about so badly, but I decided to keep it to myself since I didn't know how he'd react. Foxy must've noticed I was deep in my thoughts, since he spoke up first.
"Everythin' alright, Lassie? Ye seem dazed out." I had to think quickly about what to say next.
"Oh, I'm fine. Just thinking." It was the truth. Though, what if I get caught by the others if I out for any reason? And what will happen to me if they do. It's apparent that even though he's sneaky, Foxy has been caught before. He was messed up really bad when I got here, so who knows what would happen. I decided to sleep on that thought. Foxy was already tired, so I suggested we get to sleep, to which he agreed.
A few hours later...
I was rudely awaken by somepony poking my muzzle. But what made me uncomfortable was that they were cold to the touch. So when I opened my eyes, I was flabbergasted. In front of me, was one of those creatures, but they were translucent. They had green eyes, with the right one covered by an eyepatch. They had red hair, a red and white striped shirt, blue shorts and what looked like red, something, covering their would have been hooves. But something else caught my attention, and it was the blood. There was blood all over the front of their shirt, blood from a cut across their neck, and even blood leaking out of and through the eyepatch.
"HI! Are you the one that fixed Foxy?"
"Um, yes. But, um, who are you? WHAT are you?"
"I'm Fritz! And I'm a person."
"Okay, nice to meet you Fritz. I'm Caroline."
"Nice to meet you too Caroline! I've come to thank you for fixing Foxy. I care about him a lot."
"Anytime! Is he your friend?" Fritz hesitated, as if trying to think of what to say. Then, he finally said,
"You can say that. Remember when you opened his back and took out the stuff inside?"
"How can I forget? Wait, how did you know? I never told anypony." This Fritz 'person' was starting to look a bit sus here.
"Because that stuff was me. I possess Foxy, and I know what he does and sometimes doesn't know. I know you're trying to help him, but you know what Mari said."
"Yeah, I know." But what Fritz said started to get me thinking. If Foxy is possessed, what about the others? What about Mari? Is she possessed? Fritz must've known what I was thinking, when he said,
"The others are possessed too. Though the kids are nicer than the ones they possess. Even Mari is possessed. You should meet Charlie! She's the one that helped us." I was actually starting to like this kid, until he told me he was involved in the bite. Apparently, he wanted to help Foxy with the show, since he was malfunctioning. But it backfired terribly. A few years later, when Foxy was finally able to see and hear him, Fritz told him what happened. What happened afterwards was Fritz saying he got really upset and was unable to help him. But through my years in school, I knew that to be a mental breakdown. He said he felt really bad for it, and wanted to make up for it, but didn't know how. I didn’t have any ideas that would help either. Then he said that he had to go back. So we said our goodbyes, and he disappeared into thin air while I went back to sleep.
I woke up again to the sun rays hitting me in the face. Guess Foxy hates waking up this way like I do. When I opened my eyes, I could already see him stirring awake. I got up and went to sit at the door, but kept it shut as to not get caught. Then, I heard yelling.
"Mike, I've had it with you! You've tampered with our animatronics, you're extremely unprofessional, and you smell like shit!"
"W-well boss, if you let me explain-"
"No need to explain this. Mike Schmidt, you're fired. Here's you're termination letter. Now, get out of my restaurant!"
"Yes sir." I heard "hoof" steps as they got quieter and quieter until I couldn't hear them anymore. And then, I heard the first voice again.
"What am I gonna do? How will I get another-" He paused in the open doorway. There wasn't enough time for me to hide. He was wearing round glasses, a white collar shirt, long pants, and the same thing wrapped around where his hooves would've been, but black and different. He had grey in his light brown hair tied in a ponytail, and a mustache while his brown eyes were wide and stared into my red eyes. We both stared at each other for what felt like forever, till I decided to speak first.
"Uh, everything okay, sir?" I asked sheepishly. His eyes seemed to get wider, but then he looked like he was calming himself down.
"Uh, yes. Everything's alright. Just had to fire a night guard, and now I have to find a new one. Where'd you come from? And what's your name?" He said as he knelt down. The name part was easy. It was my place of origin that was difficult. But I did my best. Maybe I could have him think I'm a robot. That's believable, I hope. And there was a name on Foxy's endoskeleton when I was cleaning him out. I'll use that. And if it's out of service, I'll just say that they're just getting rid of everything.
"My name is Caroline. My location, uh, Afton Robotics sent me here in the middle of the night. They were just getting rid of stuff." Thankfully, he seemed to buy it. But then he started to look like he was thinking. He was silent for a moment, but then he finally spoke.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Caroline. I'm Henry. And welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza!" He exclaimed. He seemed happy, which is good. And then he kept talking.
"Like I said, I'm looking for a new guard. Would you like to take that position?"
"Sure! I'd be happy to help you out! You seem like a nice person."
"Then it's settled. You'll be in the security office from 12:00AM to 6:00AM. All you have to do is check the cameras to make sure nobody gets in. Got it?"
"Office from 12:00 to 6:00, check cameras, keep intruders out. Got it!" I happily repeated.
"Good! See you in the office then!"
"See ya then!" And with that, Henry walked out and shut the door behind him. I turned and trotted happily back to the curtain. I get to help somepony else in the building! Can't wait to tell Foxy! But, he said I'd be working most of the night, so I better get some sleep. I'll tell Foxy that I got something to do that'll take up most of the night, hence why I'm going back to sleep so soon. When I hovered through the curtains, Foxy was just starting to get up from the floor. He then looked confused when I was curling myself up on the floor.
"Uh, Lassie? Didn't ye just wake up? Why are ye going back te sleep?"
"Because I'm gonna do something tonight that'll take up most of the night. Don't worry, I'll be back by tomorrow morning." Foxy seemed a bit skeptical about this. But before he could argue I was fast asleep.
Night 1: 11:58PM
When I woke up, Foxy was curled up asleep on the other side of the stage. I got up and went out of the curtain to look at the clock. It read 11:58PM. Well, better get to that office! Hope I'm able to find it in time. It took me a few twists and turns before I finally made it to the office. Once I made it there, I glanced at the clock on the desk. 11:59PM. Wow! One minute to spare! I decided to sit on the chair at the desk while I waited for Henry. While I waited, I got to look around the room. The room had two doorways, one on my left I just came through and the other on the other side of the room. Each door had a window next to it, and opposite to each door, were two buttons. One glowing red, and the other glowing white. On the desk, there was a phone, a clock, a grey rectangle with various buttons, a cupcake with pink frosting, teeth, and eyes staring at me, a noisy fan, and discarded trash. On the wall above the desk, there were crayon drawings of those persons and those characters and a poster of the characters on a stage with the word 'Celebrate' in bold letters. While I was looking around the room Henry came in. He smiled when he saw me.
"Hey Caroline! Glad you could make it!"
"Well, can't be late on my first night on the job, now can I Henry?" We both laughed at the comment. Henry showed me how to use the grey rectangle, which is apparently called a 'tablet' that's used to access the cameras. Then he showed me how to work the doors and lights. The red button turns green when pressed to shut the door, and the white button glows brighter when it's pressed to turn on the light. He then told me the names of the characters. The bear is Freddy Fazbear, the rabbit is Bonnie The Bunny, and the duck, who was actually a chicken, was Chica The Chicken. And since he found me in Pirate’s Cove, he figured I already knew who Foxy was, which was correct. Then we said our goodnights and he headed out. About ten seconds after he left, the phone started ringing. I glanced at the clock, and it was 12:00AM. Then the phone stopped ringing, and the person on the other end started to speak.
“Hello! Hello, hello! Uh, I wanted to record a message for you, to help you get settled in on your first night.” Well this guy’s nice! I thought as I listened to the person on the phone.
“Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I’m finishing my last week now, as a matter of fact!”
“Wait, I thought that Mike guy worked here before me.” This was starting to get a bit sus, but I decided to continue listening, just incase there was anything important I needed to know.
“So I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I’m here to tell you there’s nothing to worry about. Uh, you’ll do fine. So, let’s just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?” What does he mean when he said ‘there’s nothing to worry about’? Is there something Henry didn’t tell me?
“Uh, let’s see, there’s an introductory greeting from the company that I’m supposed to read. It’s kind of a legal thing, you know.” I rolled my eyes at this. Of course it’s one of those.
“Uh, ‘Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. A magical place for kids and grownups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that death or damage has occurred, a missing person report will be filed for 90 days, or when the property and premises has been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced.'” Wait, what?! Alright. This place is starting to look more sus than it already is.
“Blah, blah, blah. Now that might sound bad, I know, but there’s really nothing to worry about.” NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT?! No shit, sherlock! Of COURSE that sounds bad!
“Uh, the animatronics here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath, I’d probably be irritable at night too.” Wait, they’ve NEVER been cleaned?! How cheap is this company?
“So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children, and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.” I’d only be nice to them if they were nice to me. But they treated Foxy like a punching bag, so I think we’ll be enemies here.
“So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit.” Well, they ARE alive. I wouldn’t like to stay in one spot all day or night either.
“Uh, they’re left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh… something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long.” Okay, that one is a lie. I knew something was up when he said that, since I knew that for a robot’s servos to lock up, they need to be turned off for years and be exposed to the elements outside. Not turned off overnight. I just figured that they were trying to cover up the fact that they’re alive.
“Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day, too. But then there was The Bite Of ‘87. I-It’s amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?” Welp, guess I’ll be telling Foxy the kid survived. He’d probably be happy to hear it. I was already imagining Foxy”s happy yet surprised reaction once I told him, but then the person on the phone said something interesting.
“Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a nightwatchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours they’ll probably won’t recognize you as a person. They’ll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without it’s costume on. Now since that’s against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, they’ll probably try to… forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit.” Well, that doesn’t sound so bad. Especially since I’m not a ‘human’.
“Um, now that wouldn’t be so bad, if the suits themselves weren’t filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices. Especially around the facial area. So you could imagine having your head forcefully stuffed inside one of those things could cause a bit of discomfort… and death.” Oh great, they’re out to kill me.
“Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out of the front of the mask, heh.” I cringed at that part. A death like that sounds brutal. I was and still am sure if that happened to me, I’d be just as unrecognizable as Fritz was.
“Y-Yeah, they don’t tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I’ll talk with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and close the doors only if it’s absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power.” Wait, this building is running off little power, and the doors use it up? Great. How would Foxy react if I told him about tonight?
“Alright, goodnight.” And the call ended. So now it was just me and my thoughts. I decided to check the cameras for the sake of it, and Bonnie was gone. I checked the other cameras and he was in the Parts & Service room, with his face right in the camera, staring into it with eyes that were black in the cornea and iris, and tiny white dots as pupils. It kinda creeped me out, so I checked back on the stage camera, and Chica was gone. I only had to check one camera to be able to find her in the dining area. Freddy was still on the stage, so I decided it would be alright to check the rest of the place out through the cameras. The one in Pirate’s Cove only showed the curtains and the ‘Out Of Order’ sign, and I could hear Foxy singing. Apparently, he doesn’t sleep all night. There was one in the west hall and one in the east hall, but it was difficult to see in either since it was so dark. There was one in a supply closet for some reason, and had the typical stuff a supply closet would have. There’s the west hall corner, which had a poster of Freddy, and the east hall camera, which had a list of rules on the wall. The kitchen camera was out, so I couldn’t see what was in the kitchen, but I could hear pots and pans being banged around, so somepony was in there. I checked the bathroom, which the only one visible was the female’s. I checked all the other cameras but couldn’t find Chica, so I checked the door lights since I couldn’t see the doors with any of the cameras, and nopony was at either of them, meaning the only place she could be in was the kitchen. And since I didn’t see anypony else disappear, I knew that Chica was the source of the pots and pans clanging.
I decided to check back up on Bonnie, but he was gone. I flipped through every other camera but couldn’t find him. So I checked the lights. And sure enough, he was right outside the door on my left. I shut the door immediately. But Bonnie pressed his face on the window, and I could make out his pissed expression.
“What the fuck are you supposed to be?!” He asked in a rude tone. I knew just how to answer a question like that.
“Yo mama!” I exclaimed smugly. He was taken aback, but then just stormed off. I even heard some kids laughing a few rooms down. I decided not to think much of that since there’s kids haunting the place. I checked the cameras again and found Chica in the east hall cam and she was looking pissed. I checked the right door light and sure enough, she was glaring at me through the window, so I shut the door.
“Alright, missie! I don’t care who or what you are, but you don’t get to talk to us like that! And I know you’ve been with that Foxy!” she spat out his name like it was poison. Oh shit, they know.
“Well, Chica, if y’all are rude or mean to me or my friends, I’ll be rude or mean back.” That was true. One time, before we got our cutie marks, when Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were making rude remarks about me and my friends, I’ve had enough and made rude remarks about them, which was what they were technically asking for. Of course, Diamond threatened to tell her dad. But of course, I never got in trouble for it. I felt a sense of victory when I found out she was the one that got in trouble. My friends even congratulated me for standing up to them, and we hugged a bit and went off to see what else we could do to get our marks. Chica didn’t seem impressed though.
“Oh yeah? Well wait till Freddy hears about this!” She said trying to sound threatening.
“Go on and tell him. I’m not scared.” I said as I crossed my forehooves with a smirk. But then Chica smirked too.
“Well, you should be. You know what he did to Foxy. Could do the same to you. Probably even worse.” Shit! She’s right. What the fuck was I thinking? But before I could say anything else, she walked off. When I looked at the stage cam, Freddy was glaring into it, and he looked just as pissed as the others. And then Chica came into view, and told him what happened. He looked more pissed than before and stormed out of view. Welp, I’m fucked. I thought as I shut the other door, not knowing which one he’d pop up at. Then I heard banging from the right door.
“OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR, RIGHT NOW!” Shit! I knew immediately that was Freddy. And I was fucking screwed. I glanced at the clock on the desk. 5:58AM. Alright, I can do this. I just have to wait him out. I looked at the Pirate’s Cove cam and saw Foxy peeking out, looking fearful and concerned. Freddy was still pounding on the door, yelling at me to let him in. But I obviously didn’t want to, fearing what he would do to me. But then the banging stopped. I glanced at the clock again. 6:00AM. I had survived the night. I wanted to celebrate, only to realize I had the rest of the week left. I opened the doors, and quickly teleported back to Pirate’s Cove, where I was met with a very concerned Foxy.
“Caroline, what were ye doin' last night? I heard the others and how pissed they were, presumably at the night guard, so I hope ye didn't cross paths with them."
"Don't worry Foxy. I didn't get into their line of view. I was just, uh, looking for something!" I blurted out, hoping he bought it. Abd thankfully, he seemed to since he started to look relieved. I didn’t remember much after that cause I must’ve gone to sleep. And I think Foxy noticed how tired I was, since I had a busy night, cause I woke up on the stage again. When I saw Foxy, he was sitting on the edge drawing something in the sand with his back paw. I wanted to go up to him to tell him about the kid. But since I was still tired, I went back to sleep.
I was back in that office again, but this time I had no doors to protect me. I then heard big paws steps heading towards the office I was in. Maybe if I used a barrier spell, I could keep him out. I didn’t have time to think over the pros and cons of this plan as he was outside the window. Quickly, I created the barrier hoping it would work. It didn’t. Freddy walked effortlessly through my barrier and was closing in on me with a smirk plastered onto his face.. When he was right in front of me, he raised his left paw which was curled up into a fist. I shut my eyes tight preparing for the blow. And then, I felt the worst pain imaginable in my head, and then nothing.
I jolted awake drenched in sweat trying to catch my breath, and Foxy rushed to me.
“Lassie, is everythin’ alright?” I nodded, still trying to slow down my rapidly beating heart.
“Y-Yeah. I’m fine. It was just a nightmare.” At this, Foxy put a paw on my shaking shoulder.
“Wanna talk ‘bout it?” He asked in genuine concern.
“N-No, I'm good.” Foxy still seemed a bit concerned, but left it alone.
I didn’t feel like sleeping anymore, but Foxy told me that I needed to, so I obliged. But before I went to sleep, I decided to tell him.
“Oh, and before I forget, that kid you bit is still alive (somehow)." He looked happy yet surprised at that.
"Wait, really? Where’d ye learn that?"
"Some old newspaper I found." He chuckled a bit.
“Just go te sleep, Lassie.” And I was out like a light.
Like the night before, I woke up in pitch blackness. But this time, I knew where the office was, so I used my teleportation spell to get there. When I got there, it was 12:00 and the phone started ringing as I sat down.
“Uhh, Hello? Hello? Uh, well, if you’re hearing this and you made it to day two, uh, congrats!”
“Aw, thanks!” I happily responded, despite being nervous about what this night might have in store for me.
“I-I won’t talk quite as long this time since Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses.” I was flabbergasted. Oh well that’s just great!
“Uhh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk just to make sure everyone’s in their proper place.You know…” I rolled my eyes and did as I was told. Thankfully, everyone was where they should be.
“Uh… Interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn’t come off the stage very often.” Then I guess last night was one of those rare occurrences where he did. I thought as I listened to the person on the phone.
“I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so, hey, I guess that’s one more reason not to run out of power, right?” I chuckled to myself at that. Yeah, right. More like another reason to lose power.
“I-I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. There are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside of your doors.” Greaaat. Just what I need. Though, after thinking that, I realized I DID need to know that, so I just continued to listen.
“So if-if you can’t find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react… Uh, not, that you would be in any danger, of course. I’m not implying that.”
“Sure you’re not. I’m in no danger at all.” I said sarcastically.
“Also, check on the curtain in Pirate’s Cove from time to time.” Wait, Foxy’s coming too? How would he react if he saw me in here? I thought as I listened to the needed information.
“The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for long periods of time. I guess he doesn’t like being watched. I don’t know.”
“Well, who can blame him? It’s weird to watch somepony.” I thought aloud.
“Anyway, I’m sure you have everything under control! Uh, talk to you soon.” The call ended and I was left with silence. I decided to check the cameras again and saw that Foxy was gone. Oh boy, this probably won’t end well. I checked the West Hall cam just in time to see him running down the hall. I didn’t have enough time to shut the door. Not that I would have anyway, since he was my friend. He was already in the room by the time I put the tablet down, and I could tell by his expression that he was worried and very much upset.
“Uhh, hey, Foxy.” I said sheepishly to fill the silence. He didn’t answer back right away. But after a few seconds, he finally said
“What’re ye doin’ here?” I thought a bit about how to respond, but finally decided to tell Foxy the truth, leaving out the events of last night. When I was finished, he still seemed concerned, though no longer upset.
“Caroline, this job is extremely dangerous. Yer gonna get yerself hurt. Or worse, they’re gonna hurt you.” He does have a point. And they made it VERY clear last night.
“Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, Foxy.” I said, and he wrapped me in a hug. Thankfully, it wasn’t another one of those death hugs. The happy moment was interrupted, however, by the voice that we both dreaded.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the weak fox and the bitchy pony.” Freddy said in a mocking tone from behind me. His calm, deep voice sent shivers down my spine. I wanted so badly to get out of the room, out of the ten feet range of him, out of the ten mile range, anywhere to get away from him. But here we were, just standing frozen in silence. But then, I remembered I had the advantage of my magic, so I teleported me and Foxy back to Pirate’s Cove. Once we were in the safety of the curtains, I realized I was holding my breath, so I let it out. I used my magic to telekinetically shut the doors from within the curtains to make sure we didn’t get any unwanted visitors. Foxy then turned to me and asked the question I dreaded.
“Lass, what happened last night?” I sighed, and told him the events of last night. He did chuckle a bit when I told him I gave Bonnie the Yo Mamma treatment. But overall, he seemed more happy that I at least came back alive and in one piece.
“Lassie, yer gonna have te tell Henry that he has te hire another security guard, cause I ain’t lettin’ ye go back another night.” I was a bit disappointed that I would be letting Henry down, but Foxy was thinking about my safety, so I obliged.
“Okay, I’ll tell him in the morning.” He seemed happy to hear that, which is good. He then wrapped me in a brief hug and went to the other side of the stage, as did I. I laid there succumbing to sleep when all of a sudden, there was loud banging on the doors. I quickly cast a barrier spell to keep whoever it was outside from getting in.
“FOXY! I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE WITH THAT PONY!!!” Freddy’s voice bellowed through the doors. I covered my ears as my wings instinctively covered my face to try to drown out Freddy, but it was no use. The banging and yelling only seemed to get louder and louder and my attempts to drown them out were as if I was only using cardboard to cover my ears. Foxy placed a paw on my trembling shoulder, probably as an attempt to comfort. But I could tell he was just as terrified as me, if not, more terrified. The banging and yelling continued on for what felt like hours until Freddy finally gave up and left. We waited a few minutes to make sure he was really gone. And when nothing else came, we sighed in relief. These past two nights were hella crazy, and I was ready to let sleep take over. Foxy didn’t seem to want to leave my side, however. He just curled up around me and went to sleep. I didn’t mind though, since it’s been a long night for the both of us. After a few seconds, I finally succumbed to sleep. The rest of the night was peaceful.
I was waiting outside the purple curtains for Foxy to wake up. I had a cool spell I wanted to show him, and I thought he might like it. After about ten minutes of doodling in the sand, I heard some stirring from behind the curtain. When Foxy came out, he looked like he was still trying to wake up, so I made a mental note to wait a bit longer to show him the spell.
“Morning Foxy.”
“Oh, *yawn* mornin’ lassie.” he said as he sat down with me. We talked for about ten minutes. When Foxy seemed like he was more than awake, I knew it was the right time.
“Hey Foxy, can I show you a cool spell I know?” Foxy seemed to be intrigued by this.
“Sure! What is it?”
“Just close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you to.” Foxy did as instructed, and I cast the transformation spell. When it was complete, Foxy was now a batpony with a dark red mane. I couldn’t believe it! The spell had worked!
“Okay, Foxy! You can open them now!” I was proud of myself as he excitedly checked out his new form.
“Wow, lassie! This is great!” I did a little bow for my accomplishment.
“So how long is this gonna last? I don’t want t’ be a pony forever.” My face went pale at this. Uh oh. I did NOT think this through. I don’t even remember how to reverse this.
“Uh, well, it seems that I did NOT think this through, sooooo, it’s permanent? I said sheepishly. At first, Foxy didn’t say anything. But after what felt like forever, he finally spoke.
“Then WHY did ye cast the spell?!” He sounded pretty pissed, and rightfully so. I knew how dead I was.
About ten minutes later, Marionette was walking to Pirate’s Cove when she heard commotion coming from inside. Hoping that Freddy and the others weren’t in there, she braced herself and let herself in only to find a very angry looking dragon pony that looked very similar to Foxy chasing Caroline around the room. Mari sighed in annoyance and caught both ponies and held both in each hand by the nape of their necks.
“Alright you two. What is going on here?” Mari asked sternly, like a mother would to her misbehaving children.
“I cast a transformation spell on Foxy cause I thought he would find it cool. But I didn’t think things through so he’s permanently a batpony.” I said ashamed. Mari was flabbergasted and looked at the dragon pony, who was apparently Foxy, but also glaring daggers at Caroline.
“And I’m VERY pissed at this ‘cause I neva asked t’ be permanently transformed.” He said with venom in the last word. Mari just rolled her eyes as she put both ponies down. Then she used her powers to reverse the spell Caroline had cast.
“Now that things are back to the way they are, are you two gonna make up?”
“I’m sorry Foxy. I shouldn’t have cast the spell without knowing how to reverse it.”
“And I’m sorry for yellin’.” Mari was pleased at this.
“Now Caroline, maybe you shouldn’t cast spells without thinking first, okay?” She shrugged as she answered.
“Okay. Sounds good.”
“Good. Now behave you two.” Mari said as she left, leaving the two alone.
After Mari left, I still felt ashamed of myself for being so stupid. And obviously, Foxy was still pissed about the incident. I didn’t blame him though. It was very foalish of me to pull something like that. Foxy got up and started going back to the curtains. I just remained, staring at the ground. Giving Foxy some alone time seemed to be the best option here.
