Five Nights, One Nightmare

by MeeM

Rating: teen
Tags: Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Other, Original Character, Crossover, Human
Length: 7100

When those from Fazbear's Fright investigate the latest location, the find more than just empty heads, a paper plate doll, and a single animatronic.

After thirty years since the closing of the Freddy Fazbear's Pizza of '87, Fazbear's Fright was created, the company that created it diving into the ruins of the legends of Freddy Fazbear's. However, when they choose to investigate the rumoured 'safe rooms' of the final establishment, they find more than a box of empty masks, a paper plate doll, and a single animatronic.

Note: I do not own the character(s) in this story, aside from an OC, nor do I own Five Nights at Freddy's, or My Little Pony.

Published 2015-03-16 05:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-12-19 14:35:19 UTC

Post-Night 1: The Discovery

August 27, 2017

Location: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

"Hey! Guys! We found it!"

With a final swing of the sledgehammer, the boarded up wall crumbled, the planks of wood shattering and giving a clear entrance to the sealed safe room. A few more people showed up, all of them dressed in a company uniform, one or two of them wearing a different kind of said uniform. The man holding the sledgehammer stepped to the side, one of the engineers stepping into the decayed, rotted room, waving a hand to futilely try and push a few bits of dust away from his face.

Looking to his right, his eyes widened at the slumped over figure leaning against the wall, a faint light coming from both of its eyes. Said figure bore rabbit ears, one shattered, the other with tears in it, similar to those that its old, rotted, greenish-yellow body shared. On sight, the thing stopped twitching, and simply stated at the engineer, who responded with an equally emotionless gaze.

"After all these years..." The man said, as several of his co-workers entered the room as well, each one taking notice of the animatronic sitting against the wall. A woman looked at the back of the room, noticing another slumped over shape next to the arcade machines, the three of them still emitting a faint, flickering blue glow. She walked up to what seemed like a quadruped-based animatronic, taking note of the fact that it seemed untouched by time, looking pristine and clear of any damage.

"Guys, look at this one!" The woman called out, grabbing the attention of two of the others, another woman and a man heading over to her position. While they approached, she reached out, and clasped the left side of the animatronic's face in her left hand, examining it. It looked as if it were based on an equine, though it was wearing what appeared to be a pitch-black cap and trench coat, the grey, synthetic fur almost shining in the faded light of the arcade machines beside it.

"Is that a pony?" The man behind her asked. The woman beside him answered with, "I think so. Looks like a pegasus." "Maybe this one'll be usable, too. Doesn't look like he's broken, or anything. Just... Offline," the worker holding the pony commented.

Without warning, the animatronic pony's eyes snap open, immediately focusing on the one suspending his head in the air. While the female was confused as to why it was active, a flap of its metal wings pushed him away from her, putting some distance between the three people and the animatronic itself.

"... Okay. Calm down, buckaroo... We don't want to hurt you," the woman that had touched him seemed to say. 'Obviously not. Not with your reasons of being in this building,' the animatronic pegasus thought, and then hovered in the air, flapping his wings as the other company workers suddenly noticed it's presence.

"What the fuck is that?!" A man on the opposite side of the room exclaimed, followed by another saying, "I don't know, but it looks like it'll do fine for the attraction." 'The 'attraction?' What the hell are these people talking about?' The animatronic thought, only for a piece of drywall to be hurled in its direction.

"Subdue it! We'l bring it back for repairs, later!" The person carrying the demolition tool cried, grabbing a wood plank and throwing it towards the airborne animatronic.

Dodging the plywood, the pegasus bot ducked as the hammer soared above his head, knocking the hat he wore to the ground. As he dropped onto all fours, he took notice of the men and woman surrounding him, appearing apprehensive, even frightened or unsure of what they were doing. Simply picking his hat back up, he dusted himself off, the cap included, of which he placed back on his head. Not making any sudden movements to provoke the employees that grabbed him and strapped his wings to his body, he looked to his left, the 'deactivated' Spring-Bonnie suit seeming to return the gesture, while being carefully moved from his spot and into a moving crate, the animatronic pegasus getting the same treatment.

"Damn, this thing's light for its size! We could just carry it back to the attraction!" One of the men carrying it claimed. 'There they go again. The 'attraction.' What the buck is that, anyways?' The animatronic, once again, thought, as he felt himself, within the box, being placed in the back of a truck, which then supposedly drove away, bringing the pegasus and his 'offline' friend to a different place. After what felt like thirty minutes, he was moved, most likely into 'the attraction' the people that had found him kept mentioning. As he let out of the box, being told to stay put in the room he was placed in, he couldn't help but wonder about his actual friends, and whether or not that the replicas of their suits being used as decor was a bad thing.

On one of the nearby walls, however, he noticed a suspiciously familiar picture, which had been tacked up on there alongside multiple others. On the piece of paper, a drawing seemed to depict himself, sitting down, a child playing withwith what looked like a yellow Freddy Fazbear, with him in the background, showing Freddy a picture. The picture was too blurry to decipher the actual meaning behind it, but the words read, 'My day at Freddy's!' Oh, how he missed those days, where he was allowed to be with the children. Yet he was put away when good old Spring-Bonnie killed for the second last time in the suit/animatronic's existence.

Sighing, he leaned against the wall, monitoring the workers that were bringing in one of the arcade machines, and setting it up, plugging it in. After a few minutes of tracking their movements, Clockwork fell asleep, humming 'The Grandfather Clock' lullaby to himself, unaware of the Spring-Bonnie suit docilely watching him from across the hall. Within a few minutes, however, the clock in the room in the opposite end of the building struck 12, signalling the second shift of the week for the Night Guard.

Night 2: The Arrivals

Meanwhile.

The Office.

The Night Guard, Jeremy Fitzgerald, returned to his office, still worried about coming back to the establishment after what he had gone through in the past. Sitting down in his chair, he turned on the monitor. Listening to the Phone Guy's call, he kept the fact that there was 'one' in the building, before he cycled through the cameras, eventually freezing at the sight of a lone, animatronic's eye staring straight at him through Camera 09.

Without thinking about if the thing would actually take that route, Jeremy frantically sealed the vent, his fear skyrocketing when he saw that the bot had gone missing, skipping to the camera closest to it, finding the animatronic staring at the pile of presents at its feet. Going back to the camera where he had first seen the bot, he played an audio clip, flinching at Balloon Boy's laugh playing over the speakers.

"Come on, come on! Take the bait!" The Guard whispered to himself, hoping that the broken rabbit'd follow the sound, and within another few seconds, the screen was filled with static again, clearing to reveal the animatronic staring at him once more. "Oh, God... What is that..." Jeremy sighed to himself as his anxiety began to die down, only for him to jump at the sound of clanging in the vents, immediately toggling the virtual layout on the camera and going through those closest to him.

When he found a grey and black figure crawling down one of the ventilation passages that led to the right of his office, he sealed said vent, only for the figure to slip by. 'What the hell?! Why did he say one?! There's two, damn it!' The Guard thought, frantically trying to do something to fend off the animatronic that was most likely going to be darting out of the ventilation at any second, only for it to trot in through the main door. 'Wait, trot?'

Looking away from the maintenance panel of which he hid behind, he managed to get a clear view of the new entity. It appeared to resemble a dark grey equine, with wings, wearing what looked like a black cap and a modified trench coat, changed to fit its body. It didn't seem aggravated, and bore somewhat cartoonish, slightly oversized eyes. However, unlike the animatronics he had seen before, the pony lacked a mouth, but spoke through its speaker like any other bot would.

"... Hello," the pegasus said, it's voice blank. If it were trying to hide something, it was excelling at exactly that. "H-Hi, there," Fitzgerald replied, the crack in his voice audible.

"... Increased heart rate, perspiration, rapid breathing. Signs of anxiety..." The animatronic cocked its head, as if it were asking something. "You fear me, don't you?" The machine asked, making Jeremy shy away from it.

"N-No-Not at all..." He stuttered, before returning to the cameras, flipping through them until he realized that a certain something was gone. "Oh, no... Oh, no, no, no no!" He screamed, unaware of the pegasus in the room glaring at the ventilation opening on the Guard's right, which had begun to vibrate and rattle quietly.

All of a sudden, a scorched, heavily damaged Balloon Boy appeared in the office, right in front of Jeremy. He appeared to lunge for him, but disappeared as he screeched, and without any reason at all, the ventilation immediately went offline.

"Oh God, oh God!" He screamed, scrambling to reboot the downed system. The red lights still continued flashing however, and Fitzgerald found himself blacking out, much to his horror. "Can't see.... Where--"

SKREEEEEEEE!

"Yeah! Run! Run all you want, coward!"

When his vision wasn't repeatedly turning into blackness, he managed to get a glimpse of something in the hallway. Something... Cyan? That cyan something then zipped into the room, knocking over the pegasus animatronic of which he had dubbed his new 'Roommate.'

"Hey, buster! You gonna get off your lazy rump any time soon?" The cyan figure asked, hinting some annoyance in her voice. Like his friend, she was a pony with wings, a cyan coat, and, oddly enough, a rainbow-coloured mane and tail. Not an animatronic, however.

"What... Oh! Um..." He started, only to be cut off by the equine, saying, "Look, buddy. Either you're going to move your lazy rump and get me out of here, or I'll smash that fancy plate thing in your hand, and find my own way out!" To emphasize her point, she tore the monitor from its hinges, a few loose wires dangling from the broken parts of the screen.

'... What. The fuck. Did she just do?!'

"Hey! Give that back!" Jeremy cried, only for the monitor to be further kept out of his reach. "Not until you move your flank and get me out of this junkyard!" The pony claimed, hovering in the air with a flap of her wings. That is, until the silent animatronic pegasus tackled her to the ground, pinning her to the floor, allowing the tablet to clatter to the ground, as well.

"Hey! Scrap heap! Get off of me!" The cyan pegasus demanded, only for the animatronic to put more force into holding her down. "No. You now have to answer for the vandalism of company property, harassment of an employee, and the trespassing of company grounds," the metal pegasus stated, the actual pony beneath him struggling to move.

Taking advantage of the hotheaded pony's immobility, Jeremy scooped up the tablet, and tried his best to reconnect the screen, managing to get a video feed of the arcade machines. However, a certain face forced him out of the screen, and Chica, just as broken as BB, reached for him, only to vanish in a flash of white, both the ventilation and audio systems failing at once as a result.

"Oh, give me a damn break!" The Guard shakily screamed, and attempted to reboot all three of the systems, though as soon as he flipped up the maintenance panel, it was taken down as the robot he had seen in the cameras entered the room, striding in, its motions abnormally smooth.

SKREEEEE--

"Hey! You again!"

The animatronic rabbit turns its head towards the frustrated pony that was, all of a sudden, airborne, and in its face, glaring at it. "Back for round two, huh?" She spat, the animatronic staring at her, before leaving the room and wandering down the hall, looking as if it didn't have a care in the world. "... Um..." Fitzgerald began, only for the animatronic pegasus to interrupt him.

"Subject Designate: Rainbow Dash. Mister Fitzgerald is not permitted to leave this room," it stated, only for the annoyed, airborne pegasus to snort, and fold her front hooves against her chest in, you guessed it, annoyance.

Only when a feminine shriek of terror, followed by one of pain, did the cyan pony's trance break, and, showing complete disregard for company property, flew through the vent's grill, putting a rather large hole in said vent. She could be heard through the ventilation system, air being expelled from the shafts, the pegasus calling out, "Fluttershy! I'm coming!"

A flash of magenta was seen, although it was rather faint. Turning on the cameras and switching to the ventilation layout, once again, Jeremy, alongside his 'Roommate,' noticed the animatronic that had just been chased out of the room being forced out of the vents, surrounded by a purple glow.

"What..." Jeremy muttered to himself. When the thing was out of sight, the animatronic pony beside him sealed the vent before he, himself, could, though it was obvious that whatever had pushed the animatronic out was still inside, closing in on his position.

"Oh, why do we have to stick to the vents to get to places? I can teleport us!" A voice said, the pony from before most likely responding with, "Yeah! About five feet!" A flash of magenta later, three equines stood at the entrance to the vent. One butter-yellow with a light pink mane, bearing wings, one lavender purple, with both wings and a horn, and the same rainbow-maned pegasus from earlier.

However, Fitzgerald had only one word to express his reaction, but, then, yet another set of three entered the room, one marshmallow-white with a horn on her head, one orange pony, wearing some kind of cowboy hat, and a pink equine, similar to the Orange one, but wearing nothing, having a pink, fluffed up mane, compared to the purple one of the unicorn, and the yellow of the other pony.

Each of the animals each had odd pictures on their flanks, the reasons being so not even making any sense for poor Jeremy, as the moment the horned/winged pony cleared her vision, and laid her cartoonish eyes on him and his friend, said eyes narrowed, and with a glow of her horn, he found himself on the floor, his vision fading.

The moment his head hit the ground, he could've sworn he heard the voice of the pony that had done something to him say, "You two are under arrest for the assault of one Element of Loyalty, and the rest of the Elements of Harmony!" His new friend, however retaliated, it seemed. "Incorrect," said the animatronic pegasus. "She threatened Fitzgerald with physical force, that, therefore, being employee harassment."

This made the purple mare roll her eyes, as if having expected something of that nature, the others, excluding the yellow pegasus, gave the offending cyan pony disappointed, or questioning, looks. The butter-yellow pegasus seemed to gasp, and began scolding her friend, the supposed 'Element of Loyalty.' "Rainbow Dash! How dare you?!" She exclaimed, the sky blue pony backing up a step. "Well, sorry!" She responded, the yellow pony continuing to scold her.

While that was being done, the alabaster unicorn began to swoon, or act like she was, anyways. "Oh, dear heavens! This place is a mess, too!" She exclaimed as loudly as possible, attracting the attention of the orange pony wearing a cowboy hat, who glared at her with an 'Are you serious?' look. "Can ya please not focus on asthetics right now, Rarity?" She told the unicorn, who completely ignored that fact that she was being completely idiotic. "But this place is absolutely dreadful!" She continued.

As she did that, the pink equine of the group disappeared, reappearing beside the actress of a pony. "Don't be such a party pooper, Rares! This place looks like a haunted house! That's 20% cooler than Dashie!" She reassured the marshmallow  unicorn, only for an angry glare to be sent her way.

"WHAT'S COOLER THAN ME?!" Rainbow Dash, literally, shrieked, forcing everyone, or everypony, in the room to cover their ears. Pinkie simply giggled, saying, "Oh, nothing, you silly filly!" Rainbow stood still for a second, before rubbing her temples, trying to clear her head. "I swear, Pinkie... I will--" She began speaking, only to be cut off by the winged unicorn.

"Girls, hush! I need to talk to this... Er, thing?" Turning back to the mechanical quadruped, the last of her words were obviously directed towards him. "Pegasus animatronic. The name's Clockwork." The animatronic Pegasus stated, the alicorn feeling relieved that she had something to call him. "Clockwork! Right! I need to talk to Clockwork! My name is Twilight Sparkl...." She began speaking, only for her words to fade, as did the others'.

His vision soon went dark, as his hearing was cut off as well, but to express his confusion in the simplest way possible, one word came from his mouth:

"... Bwuh?"

Encounters and Explanations

As the Night Guard fell unconscious, the lavender purple alicorn, who introduced herself as 'Twilight Sparkle,' monitored his vital signs. After a brief explanation on what had happened between him, Clockwork himself, and Rainbow, Twilight had been more than intrigued about the level of technology that existed around her, however outdated it currently, and/or supposedly, was.

"This is amazing! One can view other rooms without needing a magical connection, or being physically present!" She exclaimed, obviously impressed by the functions, ignoring the obviously present animatronic within the room she was viewing.

"... Go to Camera 08," suggested Clockwork, and, following the mechanical pegasus's words, the alicorn managed to open up the screen to display the corridor it was meant to display, the cosplay-based chicken head flickering on and off.

"Do I press this? The 'Play Audio' button?" She asked quietly, earning a nod from her temporary instructor. Almost four seconds after the laughter of a child echoed from the PA, the screen was filled with static, once more, as the rabbit then appeared in that exact corridor, seeming to stare at the presents at the end of it.

"... Dammit, SpringTrap. Why are you this aggressive, this early..." The animatronic pony muttered, only to draw the attention of Applejack, the orange equine wearing the stetson.

Said pony walked over to the princess and the pegasus bot, trying to get a peek at whatever the other two were seeing. "Hey, Twi! What're you and Clockwalk over here lookin' at?" She questioned, only to be corrected and answered by Clockwork, who explained the basic concept of the animatronic that was supposedly hunting them.

"But as another function, the Spring animatronics will double as a suit for people, utilizing a hand crank to be turned, after which the spring-locks within the animatronic will compress the endoskeleton against the inside walls of the actual suit, itself. Do not put pressure on the spring-locks. Do not breathe on the spring-locks. Doing so will result in said spring-locks breaking loose, allowing the endoskeleton to reform. If you are within the suit during the time of a spring-lock failure, plea--"

In the middle of his instructions, however, he was then interrupted by Applejack, who was somewhat more worried than the others. "Um, yeah, Ah don't think that we want to know what to do after that," the farmer said, a bit of fear evident in her voice.

"Very well, then. But if you are inside the animatronic during a spring-lock failure, please maneuver away from populated areas before bleeding out," Clockwork stated, earning a deadpan glare from Applejack, and a worried one from the others, excluding Rainbow Dash.

"You mean this thing'll kill is like that?! Stuff is inside of it, and crush us?!" She screamed at the animatronic equine, who remained as expressionless as possible. "Isn't that obvious?! If it catches me, it'll ruin my mane!" The alabaster unicorn cried, placing a hoof on her forehead, leaning backwards against Fluttershy, who 'Eeeped' for a brief moment, adjusting to the sudden change in weight.

"Stop being such a drama queen, Rarity! This is a life an' death situation we have, here!" Applejack practically shouted at the actor of a unicorn, who then, accidentally, knocked over the desk fan on, you guessed it, the desk, the machine dropping to the floor as the front cover popped off, the blades scraping against said floor.

Meanwhile, Twilight was listening to all of this, the bickering, shouting, and the scratching of metal against the tiled floor simply building up her frustration.

"Girls! Stop! It's 5 in the morning, and you aren't helping a single bit!" She screamed as loudly as possible, resulting in her feeling like she'd lose her voice soon. However, her screaming wasn't the cause of the silence in the room. Looking at the right end of the window in the office, there stood the animatronic, gazing silently at the assembled group.

No one made any sudden movements, as to not set off the death trap waiting just outside of the room. "... Clockwork? What do we do now?" Whispered Twilight. Just as the machine was about to reply, the pink pony, designated as 'Pinkie Pie,' appeared right behind SpringTrap, the ponies in the room having kept the name in mind.

Pinkie then whipped out a purple party hat, planting it on the animatronic's head, making it turn to look at her in confusion. "Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! I've never seen you before, so that's why you have that hat on your head!" The party pony explained to the deadpanning robot, who took off said hat, and crushed it. The crumpled up party hat fell to the floor, Pinkie seeming to notice this.

"Oh! Don't like purple? How about yellow? No, wait, yellow-green! How about that?" To accompany her question, she plonked yet another party hat on the animatronic's head, though SpringTrap seemed to be rather calm, staring at the yellow-green pattern on the cone.

"Pinkie... Pinkie!" Fluttershy whispered through the glass, getting the listener's attention. "Yeah?" The pink pony answered, oblivious to SpringTrap looking through her saddlebags, of which had randomly appeared.

"Y-You should get out of there..." Fluttershy whimpered, not feeling safe with her friend being so near the robot, which would most likely end them rather quickly. "No thanks! Me and Springy over here are having lots of fun! Isn't that right, SpringTr--"

Pinkie Pie was suddenly cut off as she felt a hand wrap around her barrel, SpringTrap picking her up, and bringing her down the hall, much to the ponies' alarm. "Pinkie!" Twilight shouted, as pointless it was to do so. Cycling through the cameras, the Princess caught the deteriorated animatronic setting Pinkie down next to one of the arcade machines, her saddlebags being placed next to her.

SpringTrap then appeared to sit down, and looked like he was conversing with his new 'friend.' However, Pinkie's interest in the animatronic soon dropped to the floor as SpringTrap began to pry his head off, and opening it, revealing the mummified corpse within.

A split second after fully showcasing the face of the dead body, SpringTrap's audio processors were then blown out by the shrill screaming coming from both the office, and the equine animal before him.

Meanwhile.

The Office.

As the screaming stopped, Pinkie Pie suddenly reverted to her, unusually, cheery self, much to the confusion of her would've-been killer, who simply went along with it. Seeing this in the security feed, Twilight's right eye twitched, before she sighed, and pushed the monitor back a bit, rubbing her temples.

"How... Ugh... My head," she muttered to no one in particular. "Ms. Twilight," Clockwork called, quietly, managing to draw the princess's attention from her headache to himself.

"Now that I've told you of what happens here, and you seen it for yourself, why don't you fill me in on what the buck you and your friends are doing within this establishment?" The pegasus suggested, making Twilight sigh once more, before beginning her explanation with a few simple words;

"A draconequus, and the words, 'It's Me.'" "And...?" Clockwork pressed. Twilight looked around, eyeing the pictures of a certain stringless, stringed puppet, her breathing slowing down and speeding up sporadically. "And... A Marionette...?"

Within the seconds it took for her to utter that last word, Clockwork froze up, his optics dilating at the name. While that happened to him, however, a certain puppet appeared in Camera 08, before disappearing, his phantom self materializing within the populated room.

A New Friend

The moment the Phantom appeared, all hell broke loose.

Rarity, as expected, shrieked and fainted, followed by Fluttershy 'Eep'ing and ducking under the table, trying to hide underneath it. Applejack was thrown into the wall by some unknown force, as was Clockwork and Rainbow Dash, Twilight's vision being blocked by the Puppet itself.

Said Phantom Puppet stared into the alicorn's eyes, its analyzing gaze piercing her mental barrier. Twilight could only keep still as the ghost examined her, most likely delving into her memories, before it stood up straight, and vanished, leaving five terrified ponies, and a confused animatronic to ponder on what the hell had happened.

"What... What was that?" The lavender alicorn asked, rubbing her suddenly sore eyes. Applejack pried herself from the hole in the wall, as did Rainbow Dash, Clockwork already back on his feet in an instant.

"The Puppet... He's much more active, oddly enough." The mechanical animatronic muttered to no one, or nopony, in particular, only he, once again, drew the attention of the mares in the room.

"The what's 'more active?' 'Oddly enough?!' What else is here to kill us?!" Rainbow shrieked, earning a neutral glare from Clockwork, who, for once in his abnormally long lifetime, rolled his eyes.

"If you have such a strong want to know of this, then you have, in total, a broken down prototype animatronic robot, the incinerated phantom of an intact Puppet, and the also incinerated phantoms of the mascots of the company's pizzerias, including 'Freddy Fazbear,' 'Chica the Chicken,' 'Foxy the Pirate Fox,' and 'Balloon Boy,'" the animatronic stated, hopefully not missing any other phantoms that might exist within the building.

The ponies within the room could feel as if their jaws had dropped, Fluttershy being an exception, as she was still trying to force herself further underneath the table, until Twilight pulled her out. "So we have six of those things to deal with?!" Screamed Rainbow Dash, once again, her repetitive speech starting to get to the mechanical pegasus, as it did the others, with Fluttershy, once again, being an exception.

Meanwhile.

As SpringTrap silently plucked the party hat off of his head, and set it on top of the stack of gift boxes in the corner of the hallway, Pinkie, too, got up, aiming to follow her new friend, unaware of the contents of the rooms that lay ahead of her.

"So, Springy! Where're we goin'?" She asked the decayed bot cheerily, who simply shrugged, both the equine and the animatronic wandering the halls of the building at random. Landing in a random room, which had an illuminated Foxy head stapled to the wall, an audio cue played at random, in a separate room.

Said audio cue captured SpringTrap's attention. Gesturing for his new companion to stay put, he wandered towards the sound, Pinkie understanding what he wanted her to do.

After a few minutes, Pinkie grew bored, choosing to examine the 'decor' tacked up all over the walls. "That's a cute little rabbit! Maybe Fluttershy'd know more about it!" The pink party pony said aloud to nopony in particular, listening for any response that might come to her.

Finding the silence being the only thing answering her, she went back to looking at the drawings, when a burst of loud static jolted her out of her thoughts. Turning towards the centre of the room, she was more than surprised to see a mangled animatronic hanging from the ceiling, looking like it had a second head, which lacked a casing for itself.

"... Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name?" She asked, the main head of the ceiling/wall-bound Mangle cocking itself slightly, as if asking why the question was asked.

"Because I want to know your name, silly!" She replied to the incoherent string of static. The mechanical mess tried to speak, but ended up spewing out more of an uncomprehendable mass of sound.

"Mangle! That sounds cool! I've never actually heard of a name like that, but that's a cool name, anyways!" She shouted over the noise, Mangle nodding in relief at the fact that someone managed to understand her for once. Taking in the fact that the pony before her could understand her form of communication, she spoke yet another line of static, the code '10-1' audible in the mess.

"10-1?' Do you need help fixing yourself?" Pinkie asked, earning yet another nod from Mangle, the other head looking like it pulled up the lower eyelid of its optic in a smile.

"Alrighty, then! One fixed up Mangle, coming up!" Without any warning, a toolbox popped into existence between the animatronic bound to the ceiling and the pony on the floor, an mechanic's outfit appearing on said pony, a wrench in her mouth, which she promptly spat out.

"Well? Let's get to work!" She exclaimed, carefully dismantling the misplaced body parts of the mangled Mangle, who flinched slightly at the faint pricks of pain.

Elsewhere.

Camera 05

Leaning into the field of view of the seemingly online camera, he tapped the lens, only for nothing to happen, in the slightest. Sighing to himself, he wandered to down the hall, making his way to the window of the office, where the equine newcomers were still trying to collect themselves. Slipping underneath the glass to the edge of the doorframe, he managed to slip to the other side, and peeked his head in, his ever-present smirk making him look... Rather... Odd.

None of the beings in the room knew of his presence, aside from Clockwork, with whom he was acquainted with as the decades went by. The mechanical equine just sat in the chair, staring at him, not making any movements.

Only when the yellow, winged pony approached him, shyly, did the others notice him, going ballistic, only for the pony that approached him to try and drag him away from the room, taking him through the vents. They barely got past the camera within, as the vent they were in was sealed, separating them from the rest of the group, cutting them off from the office.

Night 2's Final Hour (Edited)

The yellow equine shivered at the coldness of the vents, having never realized how low the temperature of the metal was. A deteriorated animatronic hand was placed on her neck, causing her to freeze in a crouched position. Glancing back, SpringTrap looked at her with a quizzical expression.

"... Oh, I-I'm sorry... I should p-probably get out of the w-way..." She whispered, though the words were loud enough that the animatronic behind her could hear them. SpringTrap nodded, and waited for several seconds, the pegasus crawling towards the ventilation grill.

Once Fluttershy pulled herself out of the vent, the animatronic rabbit trailing her followed suit. As SpringTrap dragged a jammed foot out of the space, the faint sound of static and giggling caught the Spring-Animatronic's attention, and without making any motions that'd most likely create a loud noise, he made his way to the source, the butter-yellow pegasus following close behind.

Meanwhile.

"WhereisheWhereisheWhereisheWhereishe?!" Twilight repeatedly said, cycling through the cameras like a madmare. The alicorn Princess would think that she'd catch the occasional stand of hair belonging to a rose-pink tail, only for that strand to be gone. While she did that, Clockwork was in the process of waking up Fitzgerald, the magic applied to him having neared its expiration.

"... Wake up, Fitzgerald. Your shift's almost--" the animatronic Pegasus began, only for the sound of the morning bells to ring throughout the building, the deteriorated Spring-Bonnie animatronic and essentially restored Mangle freezing in place, before looking around in confusion.

"What in tarnation was that?" The cowpony asked, Clockwork suddenly facehoofing at the fact that he forgot to explain the 12 PM - 6 AM factor to the equine newcomers. Turning away from Jeremy, who was just waking up, he quickly explained how the hours worked in terms of the night shift.

"That was the 6 AM alarm. Before you start shooting questions, a Night Guard's shift lasts from 12 AM to 6 AM, meaning that a Guard would be required to survive for six hours every day, with 30 a week, excluding overtime," Clockwork stated, keeping the usually question-spewing Twilight silent.

"The 'survive' part is there, because of the animatronics that would roam the building, only in this situation, there is only one that will usually cause harm. That's SpringTrap. The others, to put it simply, have the paranormal ability to disable either one or more of the building's systems. Ventilation is what they will always, 100% of the time, disable whenever those specific animatronics get to you," he finished, leaving the ponies to think about what they'd have to deal with.

"... Ugh... What..." Jeremy, who had just woken up, began, only to press himself against the wall in fear. Rainbow Dash noticed this, and, rather than try to coax him into getting up, simply grabbed him by the cuff of his shirt and yanked him into a standing position.

"Waking up yet, buddy?! 'Cuz you still have to-- Hey!" The cyan Pegasus was suddenly yanked out of the way, surrounded by a magenta aura. The pegasus was then jammed underneath the desk, as to prevent her from getting to the Security Guard. Jeremy witnessed this, becoming more than confused at this point.

He was then shaken out of his stupor when Twilight extended a hoof towards him, offering to help him up. "Um, sorry we got off on the wrong hoof. My name's Twilight. Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Equestria," she said, introducing herself. However, Jeremy just sat there, shocked.

"Er... Hi. I'm Jeremy Fitzgerald, uh F-Fazbear Fright Security Guard," he said, a hint of nervousness evidently present in his voice. The alicorn gave a(n), also nervous, smile, shaking hands/hooves with the Night Guard, who eyed the infuriated Rainbow Dash stuck beneath his desk.

"Nice to meet you, Jeremy. Um, would you happen to know where the exits to this place are?" Twilight asked nonchalantly, though appearing slightly on edge. Jeremy leaned forwards slightly so that he could see the exit door through the doorway, and pointed in that general direction.

"Th-The door is right there. There's o-one at the other side of the building, too." Fitzgerald stated, earning a 'Thank you' from the magenta alicorn, who then pulled Rainbow Dash out from under her space under the desk, and accompanied the others in locating their two friends.

Meanwhile.

The Mangle, now no longer as damaged as she was, previously, examined her replacement parts. The scorched parts of her endoskeleton, as well as what little had remained of her suit, had been placed in a corner, replacement parts and limbs having been used to essentially replaced her damaged components, one by one.

Turning to Pinkie Pie, she began yet another line of static, one of which the pink party pony also understood perfectly. "Your welcome! It's just a little something I did for a new friend!" Pinkie explained, answering Mangle's question. The animatronic asked another question, this one making the pony before her giggle as a result.

"The spare parts box, silly! There's a box with your name on it! Literally!" The equine said, and placing a large metal container on the floor, which was neatly sorted, the contents within being properly stacked atop one another. And, as Pinkie had stated, said box did have Mangle's name on it.

As Mangle took the time to go over her replacement parts, SpringTrap entered the room, glancing at the Foxy head once, and appeared to frown for a few seconds. Fluttershy followed him in, and immediately took notice of Pinkie Pie, who was finalizing the repairs by replacing the scorched metal bow tie on the mess of metal parts.

"P-Pinkie? Wh-What is that-t?" She whispered, though Pinkie Pie wasn't the only one hearing those specific words. The pony looked over to her pegasus companion, and smiled widely at her.

"Hey, Shy! You're here! I'd like you to meet my new friend, Mangle! She's really cool! And she speaks in static, too! Listen!" She explained, introducing the mangled animatronic fox that supposedly communicated with Pinkie via static.

'Hello, Fluttershy. Nice to meet you,' said Mangle, only what the yellow pegasus heard was a line of unreadable static. The pony shied away a bit, somewhat nervous about Mangle's presence. But as she backed up, SpringTrap gently stopped her, and nudged her forward, slightly, much to the equine pegasus' worry.

"U-Um... Nice to meet you, t-too?" She said quietly, earning a calming smile from both Pinkie and SpringTrap, as well as an unexpected hug from the ceiling bound animatronic. However, the moment Mangle rested her head on Fluttershy's shoulder, the four other ponies ran into the room, not one of them looking more or less enraged than the other at the two animatronics.

After the Bells (Antagonists and Accusations) (Edited)

After the Bells (Antagonists and Accusations)

Rainbow Dash suddenly darted towards the Mangle, forcefully pushing her back and putting distance between Fluttershy and what the hotheaded pegasus had dubbed 'The Abomination.' As Mangle shook her main head, the one sight that greeted her when she opened her eyes was the view of the cyan equine's face.

"Get off my friend, you train wreck!" She screamed, startling the animatronic on the ceiling. Mangle cocked her head to the side in confusion, only to get yet another shove from the pegasus.

'Hey! I wasn't doing anything wrong!' Mangle cried, only for Rainbow to hear an incoherent string of static, like the others did, which forced their hooves to their ears, until Twilight placed a muffling spell over them, toning down the volume.

The alicorn then, yet again, dragged her rash friend away from the animatronic, who stopped trying to communicate vocally, cutting off the static. "Rainbow, don't do that! We're practically guests, here!" She scolded her, receiving a glare from the pegasus.

"We aren't guests! We're prisoners, here! Besides, Celestia knows what these things have been doing to Pinkie and Fluttershy!" Rainbow retaliated, making the two animatronics present flinch briefly at the accusation. Against what he'd normally do, SpringTrap, already fed up with the cyan equine's behaviour, pried his mouth open just a bit, and spoke, his voice being surprisingly clear for several decades of decay.

"If you'd stop with the Goddamn accusations, then I'd happily explain what the fuck was going on, you lightweight, spastic little gremlin," he managed to say, scaring the group, somehow. Twilight then shakes her head, clearing it, before removing a snarling Rainbow Dash from the machine's line of sight.

"Sorry about that. She gets a bit... Brash, and arrogant when she finds opposition. And she's quite protective of Fluttershy, to say the least," Twilight explained, only for the Spring Animatronic to dismiss both the apology and explanation.

"No 'Sorries' needed. Dealing with screaming animals are the least of my problems. I'm barely functional, here. Not having a clean-up in 30 years makes me look like a train wreck..." He said, muttering the last bit, though a certain pink equine heard enough of what he had told them, and went about, scrounging for cleaning supplies.

"Don't go looking for me! Just mind your own business!" She called as she began roaming the halls, searching for the items she sought, leaving her friends to converse with the two animatronics. Although, while the remaining five interacted with the Spring Bonnie animatronic, as well as the Mangle, no one, or no pony noticed a certain rainbow-maned pegasus slinking out of the space, and wandering off.

Elsewhere.

Office Hallway

Phantom Freddy slowly limped along, keeping his gaze on the Night Guard within the office, who stared back at him with some random things in his hands, until he ducked underneath the view of the window, and crept into the room, which immediately threw the Guard into a panicked state.

"Oh, shit! Stay away! I-I'm warning you!" Jeremy screamed at the Phantom, however futile the words were, as Freddy's burnt, shattered husk of a body hobbled towards him awkwardly on his remaining leg. However, the moment the ghost of the animatronic mascot set his foot a meter away from the Night Guard, he was suddenly tackled by the animatronic pegasus that had hidden underneath the desk, and slammed into the wall.

"H-Hey, bu-b-buddy! We-Welc--elome back to F-Fred-ddy Fa-zb--azbear's Piz-Pizza!" The Phantom Animatronic stuttered, the incineration obviously having taken a toll on Fazbear's voicebox. Clockwork simply ignored the fellow animatronic's words, choosing to, instead, reaching into the gaping hole made for the neck of Freddy's endoskeleton, and smashing his hoof into part of the metal frame.

"O-Ow! ThA-hAt hu-rt-t! Ke-eep you-our ha-hands of-off!" The Phantom continued to recite his preprogrammed lines, and reached for Clockwork's face with an empty hand while doing so. The palm of Fazbear's hand touched the edge of the animatronic equine's muzzle, after which his hand then closed around the rest of Clockwork's face, the massive arm then flinging the one in his grasp out of the room, smashing into the tiled walls of the hallway, right outside of the main exit.

"... Oh, God, help me..." Jeremy whispered, as the Phantom slowly got to its remaining foot, and limped towards him, the faint light in the eyes of Fazbear's ghost showing no emotion, whatsoever.

The Offer of Help

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Oddities

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