Purple Tears 2by doukzor100ChaptersFive years of painAwakeningJust goldHe`s back, undead. Or not, I think.Wounded...Offended and welcomed...Battle of the bands...yep, were doomedFlaming competitionSpringing auditions...? ._.So... We`re all mangled here, eh?ShadowlingTruceWe're all idiots with insect friendsyou have a plan, right?Five years of pain"So, Spike, do you think Celestia`s mad with me?" A purple alicorn, known as Twilight Sparkle, asked sheepishly. Spike gave her an odd glance. "Of course she won`t be mad, Twilight, calm down" He shrugged as he handed her a rolled up parchment. It was leathery to the touch, and had a small red ribbon tied around the middle. Carefully, and with her head held back, Twilight slowly undid the ribbon with her magic. The paper rolled out into a mostly flat expanse, but there were still slight curves on the ends. "Are you sure she won`t be mad?" Twilight asked again. Spike stared at her, one eyebrow raised. "Twilight, don`t worry" he patted her leg, before waiting for her to read the letters on the paper. The purple pony thought back to the letter she`d sent her mentor. It was more or less hastily written, but passed over a basic and more... Saddening, message. 'Dear Celestia, I need to tell you something. Something that happened five years ago. I found this colt, he said his name was Jacob or... I ended up calling him String Play. Yeah. His name was String Play. I didn`t believe him at first, but he said he was dead, that he needed to save himself and five other foals. The days passed, and another colt came along. And then- he was killed. String Play had said that that was himself. That he had been killed. And after a few more days... Please don`t be mad... The other five were killed. They were murdered. I could have stopped it... But I didn`t. I fell for the killer`s tricks. In the end, the murderer was brought to an end, by the hooves of the souls of the children- and String Play. The parents said goodbye... And, then the children... Vanished. Im so sorry, princess. Please forgive me for not telling you. Please dont be mad. -your saddened student, Twilight. The princess sighed, collecting her cool. Her feathers ruffled with anticipation. Celestia was probably going to hate her, but it was alright. Everything would be alright. "She`s gonna hate me" Twilight squeaked before she began to read the reply from her mentor. 'Dear Twilight, I... Understand. Events of most unnatural circumstances can take hold in Equestria, and I see that you have come across one of those. I am dearly sorry you had to go through this, dear Twilight. Do not worry, I am not mad in the slightest. But I am, worried. As to be of, about this colt you`d discovered. I fear of his knowledge, though, that may be of no... concern anymore. Sadly. Twilight, I am only proud of you. That you were brave enough to tell me of this. Thank you, my dear student. -Your mentor, Celestia. Twilight stared at the parchment. A sigh of relief escaped her muzzle, as she rolled the paper up and placed on glass coffee table next to her. "Thank Luna, she`s not mad" The purple alicorn sat down on a soft red sofa, which was velvety to the touch. Twilight slumped against the cushions, their softness soothing away some of her trembling. Spike came in, and handed her a cup of coffee, which she gladly took and enveloped with her magic. The small purple dragon took to sitting by Twilight. "Eh, why wasn`t I allowed to write out that one letter?" he asked, eyebrows moved to different degrees. Twilight put the white cup she was holding on a small crystal bench. It glittered and reflected light from all angles lighting up the room more than it already was. "It wasn`t, say, quite appropriate for a child" Twilight muttered in response. Her friend was now even more confused. "Well, what was it about?" Spike asked her. She knew he was trying to worm his way through to her. When she didn`t answer, he nudged her lightly. "Please tell me? Just what it was about?". "F-fine. It was about Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza" Twilight sighed. Of course that only raised the confusion to higher levels with Spike. "Wait. That kids place? Uh, Twilight, that makes exactly no sense" Spike stated. Twilight gave her self a weak smile as she faced him again. She placed a hoof on his leg. "You know that incident that took place about five years ago?" she asked. The green spiked dragon could only nod. "Good. Well, it had to do with that" she finished. Her cup was levitated up to her again, which she drank from. "Oh" was all Spike could say. Twilight Sparkle got up, and handed her now empty cup to Spike. "I have somewhere I need to go, " she said while stretching, "I`ll be back in a few hours". Spike nodded. "Yeah, but why do you keep going there, every week?" He asked as he got up to go clean the cup out. "Because... Of memories" Twilight ruffled her feathers, and gave out a long sigh. "Well, bye!" she said as she galloped to a large door-frame. it led out to a hemisphere shaped balcony, lined with foot tall golden rimming. In one quick leap, she jumped over the small rail, and into the sky. Her purple wings automatically rose and bent, cutting through the wind with ease. Twilight enjoyed flying, yes, but it still scared her. The high paced winds could be annoying, and often made her tumble into different air currents. But that fear was a small one. One that was still fading, but seemed more distant than even the fear of losing an old book. Soon, a building came into view. It was small, to say the least, but was defined by a bit of muck and vines. As Twilight grew closer to the building, she turned and began heading to the front, where a large sign stood above a glass door-frame. The alicorn landed with ease on the soft yet prickly grass, and began to make her way towards the door. You could hear children`s screams from the inside, and laughter, along with a few other mechanical voices. As Twilight entered, she could see all the fillies and colts playing and tumbling over each-other, their tails swishing like dogs. On stage, two robotic ponies were singing, the other one playing a purple-blue guitar. The main one, standing in the front, was a brown pony, with a bow tie and small top hat slanted towards the left ear. He had mike for a cutie mark, and almost realistic dark brown hair. The one to the furthest right was yellow, and the only female based animatronic on stage. Her eyes were red, and she had a pizza with a missing slice as her cutie mark. Her hair was much like the brown ones, with a gold tint and a bit more wavy style to it. Her chest bore a bib, one that printed 'LET`S EAT!!!'. Her right leg was brought up to hold a small plate. On the plate, a large cupcake sat, it`s eyes staring out at the crowd. And the one farthest left, held the guitar. Of course it was sitting on it`s haunches to play it. The body was a rich purple, and bunny ears sprang from the top. A red bow tie adorned it`s chest. His hair was a deep purple, darker than the body color. It was shorter than the brown one`s, but also seemed to be raised a bit higher. "So kids, when your bored," came the goofy annoying voice of the brown one. "Just do a little, "the yellow one chimed in. "Shake!" The purple, brown, and yellow one laughed. Their robotic parts were separated by small silver lines in the middle, part of the endoskeleton left bare. Much of that bare metal had rusted or been covered by a sloppy filly`s flailing pizza. Twilight moved her way over to a table, of which was decorated with a colorful confetti painted table-top. Party hats laid on each chair, though of course some children had taken some or put them on other tables. Whatever reasons unknown. Twilight sat in a double spiked chair, on the cold dark oak wood of the seat. She took to watching the children play most of time when she was here. Every single Saturday, at around nine o` clock in the morning Twilight would come here and enjoy the laughter of the children. And by doing so, had also created more funds for the pizzeria. Seeing a princess go somewhere every week does bring attention, after all. The animatronical characters in front of her waved their arms (somehow) and sung goofy songs. Sometimes they talked about eating vegetables or the rules, mainly just kiddie stuff. The models were old, just refurbished after an, incident, with the last pizzeria caused the animatronics to be shut down. So, with the little money they had, the owner had the old animatronics put back together, polished up, that sort of thing. The toy versions were scrapped, along with two other extra toy animatronics from the last pizzeria. The puppet, and Balloon Boy. Now, the old ones had been singing and acting in the toy version`s place, few glitches or errors consisting from the day they were featured. Freddy Fazbear, the brown one, was the main character, hence the name of the place, 'Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza'. The other two were Chica, the yellow pony, and Bonnie, the bunny (or the purple one). Though there was one other character. Twilight got out of the small chair she sat in. She stretched a little, before making her way to a darker section of thee dining room. There, on the same wall the back-stage door was on, was a purple curtain. It was adorned with a lighter shade of purple stars. The curtains were soft to the touch, one of the only things actually high-quality in the pizzeria. Twilight checked around her surroundings. No pony was over here, the guards occupied by the children. With a quick swipe, Twilight opened the curtains. her purple hoof blended in to the curtains very nicely. Inside, she could see a dully lit room. Dust fluttered in the only light given, that being a tiny circular window, which served as the sun during plays. The walls were decorated with ocean waves, and the floor was a light birch. A rather large toy chest sat in one side of the room, while a few other items adorned the walls. Half- of a ship rose from the wall facing the curtains. It was small, only large enough for a few adults, but could also fit the animatronic this whole room was built for, Foxy. Railings stood on the edge of the forecastle deck of the boat, right before the bowsprit. Behind the railings you could see a curved bit of crimson. It wasn`t much, but Twilight knew whom it was. The fox animatronic laid with his back to the entrance, shut-down. With a sigh, Twilight let her hoof fall. The curtains fell back their original places. Foxy the pirate fox, as he was known, had been shut down shortly after the re-opening of Freddy Fazbear`s. The owner had put most of his money into the main three animatronics, and when it had come to Foxy, barely any repairs were allowed to be made. They had been able to afford a new endo-skeleton, (one with less teeth) and a bit of other new materials, but were ultimately forced to use the fabric from the old Foxy robot. Minor glitches were fixed, and his movement was a little draggy, to say the least. And soon enough, a large glitch that was out of income to fix took over the robot. His eyes would often go black, to children`s horror, and he would shut down at random times. Once he even attempted to use part of the old facial scan system. It ended with Foxy chasing a kid around. So, in the end, he was just scrapped, to Twilight`s displeasure. She herself would have payed to get him fixed, but then she would risk the company beginning to rely on her help. And that was something she did not want in the slightest. After about an hour of sitting and watching the robotic ponies sing and to a small degree, dance, Twilight began to leave. There wasn`t really much to ever do here, she just came to... Think, really. Her thoughts would often race to String Play and his friends, and how Foxy had come out and reacted as Crimson Fur told him. Most of the memory was blurred after that, for what reason unknown, since she could remember every other second like it was yesterday. Shrugging off the suspicion that rose on her fur, Twilight trotted over to the entrance/exit of Freddy Fazbear`s, a small double glass door to the right of the stage. "Goodbye" Twilight sighed as she opened one door and left. The door closed behind her, a soft clang tipping into her ears. An unseen stallion stood at the door, watching her go. With a lowered head, he whispered, "Goodbye". Author's Note So the beginning has NOTHING to do with String Play yet... Or does it? *silent snickering* Um, anyways, that aside, I hope youll like it. I have more determination poured into this, so itll get cool next chapter. Or stormy. There`s your teaser for the next chapter, yay!~ Cracker? AwakeningA crescent moon brought the palest of light down upon Ponyville. Though most of that light was broken by dark clouds. Crashes of sound were heard around the environment, defining booms accompanied by white streaks of light. The light would flash and leave, though the sound stayed, reverberating in the ears of ponies. A large storm had been swirling about for hours just past midnight. It wasn`t very important, as the weather ponies had it taken care of, careful only to let it rouse so much before kicking it back into place. In Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza, no employees stood, not even a night guard. The last one had... Been removed of work not long ago, and no pony had volunteered to take the place. One pony, though, was currently standing in front of the stage. He was all black, save for three white stripes on each leg. Also very tall, he stood higher than Bic Macintosh, yet he was still thin, much like a weather pony. Though no wings or horn adorned him. The stallion glared at the stage, his eyes locked on each animatronical being. They were shut-down, even though it was past midnight. On any normal night, (or morning), the three would be roaming around the pizzeria, there intentions unknown. Foxy would even occasionally come out, though not much, considering he was turned-off all day anyways. The pony in front of the stage was barely see-able, his black pelt blending in with the shadows of the pizzeria. His eyes were the only glowing dots in the room, white spheres no bigger than a quarter. A small growl emitted from him, low yet light. "Wake up". He stomped a hoof, and the three animatronics in front of him were engulfed in a small mist of dark purple. It vanished within seconds, leaving white dots staring at him in return. They stood still, about as life-less as before, save for the eyes. The stallion turned around to face the pirate`s cove. He made his way to the purple curtains without any disruptions from the dark, and growled something under his breath. With a turn of tail he was in the middle of the dining room. Slowly, three white mists seeped out of the three robots on stage, all tinted with different colors. One brown, then yellow, and the other purple. A red tinted mist came out of pirate`s cove. The three small swirls made there way to the stallion, before stopping. Said stallion stomped his hoof to the ground again, shadowy wisps slithering out as he hit the tiled floor. The mists all ran into the ground. They made no noise, but instead a larger shape appeared out of each mist. They all represented a white silhouette. Slowly, each silhouette disappeared, resembling a pony. In the middle of the first three, a brown stallion rose to his hooves, breaths hallow. He was shaky, but soon straightened out. To a degree, he looked exactly like Freddy Fazbear, save for no metal between his limbs, and a more- natural posture. He bore a small top hat that pushed against his left ear. The pony to his right stumbled onto her hooves. Her hair was longer than Chica`s, but still had the ending curls. She breathed in air, almost stumbling onto her stomach again. The furthest left one appeared, though he seemed perfectly fine as he rose from a crouched position. A rich purple coat adorned his body, though thankfully no bunny ears ran on top of his head. A red bow tie dotted his chest, much like the brown ones. A necklace with a small chain reading 'LETS EAT!!!' adorned the yellow mare`s neck. Finally, the red tinted mist lost its silhouette, forming a deep red colored stallion, whom gasped for air before getting to his hooves. His neck was a lighter shade of red, which stretched to his stomach, before stopping. Two fanged teeth adorned his top lip, and an eye-patch covered his left eye. He was, say, furrier than the other three, and his hair was brought down into a ponytail, the darker crimson shade tied by a cyan tie. His tail was long, but curved about a foot or so off the ground. His left leg was torn of its fur at the knee, revealing a metallic hoof that ended in a slight claw. His back legs lost their fur and became metallic just below the bend of the thigh. His cutie mark was the symbol of a fox, though it was covered up a by a torn cape, which was brown. The collar wrapped around his neck, and the cape part itself only really covered his back and upper thighs. His eyes were yellow, though thick slits served as the pupils, half-pony, half-fox. "Gah!" the red one gasped for air. "Wait, did you-" The yellow one stopped her sentence once the black stallion in front of them nodded. "Yes. I did" he stated flatly. His head twisted, as if looking for another pony. The brown one stepped forward. "String Play, you wouldn`t have done this without reason..." he said, concern flooding his voice. String Play sighed. "Theres a reason..." he looked towards the parts and service room, "I promise ill tell you, but, were missing some pony" he began trotting towards the backstage door. Twilight awoke with a start. She leaped from her bed, her breaths shallow. Her wing feathers ruffled with anticipation, and her tail swished back and forth with fear. "W-What was that?!" Twilight stammered. Her sides heaved for air. "That, Twilight, was a vision" a deep royal voice filled the bedroom Twilight stood in. "L-Luna?!" She gasped, twisting her head to search for the princess. A figure appeared through on the balcony, large dark blue wings spread out as the pony descended onto the crystal floor. "It is me, Twilight" Luna said as she tucked in her wings. The lunar princess continued to walk in, her blue ethereal mane twinkling with stars. "I had a v-vision, you said?" The purple alicorn asked. Luna nodded solemnly. "Yes". "It was such a nightmare... I thought you generated our dreams!" Twilight sighed, her ears laid back. "Twilight, that is only with some dreams. Sadly, I do not know the source of the vision you had" Luna lowered her head in defeat. "That`s... Scary. What do you think this dream meant?" Twilight asked, her voice filling with confusion more than fear now. "Well, I did not see the whole dream. Tell me what was in your vision" Luna ordered softly. Twilight could only nod. "W-well, I saw a glass door, and fuzzy shapes inside. There were four colors, a brown, yellow, purple, and red. They seemed smudged, more like mists. And they gathered in one spot, around a black figure. It looked like a pony, but everything was a blur. I can`t remember the rest..." Twilight grabbed her head with a hoof, pain throbbing at the sudden struggle. Luna put a hoof on her shoulder. "It is okay, Twilight. Do not strain yourself" Luna assured the purple alicorn, whom released the grip slowly. "Ow... Do you know what the v-vision might`ve meant?" Twilight asked. Luna thought for a moment, before shaking her head. "No, dear Twilight, but I thought you had a nightmare..." she raised an eyebrow at Twilight. The alicorn laid her ears back as she thought back to the dream. "Well, I did. So that means there was another part I can`t remember?" she asked Luna, whom nodded. "Yes. Sadly, though, since I cannot sense the source of your dream, I won`t be able to find out the rest of the dream, much less what it meant" Luna let out a long sigh. Twilight back up a little, as the lunar princess rose her wings. "I must be going, I have other dreams I must walk about tonight" Luna smiled softly. "Well, goodnight, Luna. I,uh, won`t be dreaming tonight" Twilight began to head out of her bedroom, only stopping to watch Luna fly off, her wings gracefully pushing the wind to her whim. With a sigh, Twilight continued out of her room. "It`s gonna be a long night..." she sighed. "So he`s back" A golden stallion sighed. "Yes, sadly. I don`t know how he got a hold of my magic, but he did. And he used it to get out" the black pony in front of him, String Play, sighed. "Well, if he used it, then does that mean any other ponies used it?" The brown stallion asked, waving his hoof at the pizzeria they all stood in. "That would be highly doubtful, brother" the golden one said, his voice smooth and cunning. The brown one grunted. "But it`s still possible then" he replied. String Play could only nod. "Yes, but, on a better note" The yellow mare beside String Play began, " were... Alive. That`s a, start. A rather GOOD start" she fiddled with her hair. The purple one-face hoofed. "Right, though it may be, it`s not in my greater liking that Vinc- Springtrap is too" he sighed, his head slumping to the table. "Correct, and we need to stop him" String Play nodded. "But how?" the red one perked up. String Play levitated a familiar knife up to his snout. "With this". Author's Note you probably`ll down vote it now, because my story is beyond the game-story line. Too bad, sorry if this is out of your interest. Cracker? Just goldTwilight rushed outside, her hooves slamming the cobble ground. Shed left a letter for Spike, hastily written, letting him know shed be gone for the day. More than likely at Freddy Fazbear`s. She beat her wings, getting ready to lift herself off the ground. And in one, strong push of her back legs, she hovered into the air, at about tree-top level. Her speed was slowly gaining, being the rush she was in. The wind beat her hair to all angles, causing what would be PLENTY of tangles shed have to get out later. Within a minute or so, she landed at the doors to Freddys, slowing down only to land in the rough yet soft grass. She hit the ground with ease, tucking in her wings quickly before galloping to the door. She willed it open with her magic, and slowed her pace to a trot as she maneuvered around the children. They tumbled and played, sometimes stopping to bow down to Twilight. The alicorn payed no mind. Instead she rushed over to the denim colored stallion near pirate`s cove. (if this character looked different in purple tears 1, please tell me!!!!) He was watching the children with a blank-less stare, his darker colored hair falling slightly over his face. "Badge Gleam!" Twilight cried as she flung her hooves around the now shocked stallion. He bore a face of confusion, until he saw the familiar purple face gleaming at him. He returned the hug. "I guess you found out?" he asked as they stepped away. Twilight nodded. "Your gonna be the night guard!" she yipped, bouncing up and down silently. Badge Gleam nodded, content at how fast she`d found out. "How DID you find out so quickly? I just got the job yesterday" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Twilight gave off a sheepish smile. "I tend to keep in check with Mayor Mare" she nudged him, and he let out a sigh. Twilight noticed his now slightly gloomy face. "Hey, what`s wrong?" she asked the denim stallion. He looked her in the eye. "... I miss them" his voice was cracked, and filled with sadness. Twilight laid her head against his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "I miss them too" she whispered. String Play was really the only one she knew, but it was still heart-breaking. Five other foals, dead. Badge Gleam shook his head and stepped away. His smile returned as he lifted his hoof to Twilight. "Why don`t we go down by Sugar cube corner to celebrate my job?" he asked. Twilight took his hoof in her magic, causing him too weird out a little. She shook it with her magic, clearly giving him a suddenly hard time as he tried to get her magical grip to let go. "Of course Id love to! Lets go!" she dragged his hoof towards the door. Together, the two made their way towards sugar cube corner. "So, what would he look like?" The female voice of the yellow mare asked. "I dont really know, Chica. Possibly kind of like us- might as well be a cosplay pony!" The chocolate brown stallion sighed out loud. He looked at his bow with disgust, but didnt take it off. "Why`d you call me that?" Chica asked, confusion hinting towards her voice. The brown stallion sighed yet again. "Whelp, if we use our normal names, or anything NEAR our names, that`ll bring up more attention than we already have" he explained monotonously. Chica finally nodded, her head hung a bit low. "I guess, so I have to call you Freddy? But won`t that bring up more attention too?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at the stallion. He contemplated for a second. "True, yeah, but still. At least it wont remind any pony of that day..." Freddy trailed off his sentence. Chica nudged him as they kept walking, soon catching up to Bonnie and Foxy, along with String Play and Goldy. Most ponies ignored the group, considering Goldys eyes were all black, save for a white pupil, just like String Play. "So... Were looking out for a golden green pony with weird eyes and... Now that I think about it, this wont be easy, will it?" Bonnie asked as he surveyed the ponies passing them, realizing some were a green-ish yellow. More than hed of thought. "Yeah. I dont know how were going to find him, but therell be a way" String Play sighed. He studied a group of ponies, then another, searching for that wretched stallion. Foxy piped in, his voice STILL stuck on a pirate accent. "Aye, but there has to be a place ta start, right?" he asked, getting a giggle from Chica in return. He growled as he shut his mouth, though two small canines stuck out. Golden spoke up. "Well... What about that event I heard about? It seems like a lot ponies will be there, maybe he thinks he can blend in" Goldy suggested. He received a few nods of agreement. String Play shook his head. "No... That MIGHT be what hed want us to go to. Hes a smart stallion, save for his killer attitude" String play exclaimed. Freddy stepped towards the black stallion. "Im with him, Vincent would know were alive by now, considering he latched onto String Plays only growing powers" Freddy waited for the others to join him. "But lad, he could be hidin` anywhere! Our best bet is..." Foxy nudged Goldy. The golden stallion perked up. "The, er, Battle of the bands concert? Stupid name, but its our best bet, as Foxy said!" Goldy smiled weakly. He knew it was useless to try and convince String Play, and Freddy too, considering how concealed theyd become over five years of loneliness. "No, it has to be a trap" String Play glowered at the opposing group. "Look, I think String Play may be right" Chica sighed, her high-pitched voice weird as she sighed in a low tone, and then paced over to the other two, whom nodded. Foxy stepped back, flabbergasted. "Well, dear, I`m taking that coldly" Goldy smoothly retorted, " Well, I suppose were on our own". He looked to Foxy, and then Bonnie. "S-sorry, but im pretty sure Springtraps smarter than that" Chica stammered. It was misunderstood by Foxy. "What are ye sayin?!" He pointed a metal claw at her, " Hmph! Lets go, Goldy, Bonnie, we have a murderer to catch!" with that, he turned to leave, until he was yanked back by Goldy. "Fine. Let`s make a game of this, whomever finds this idiotic killer wins" Goldy let out a hoof towards String Play. The black stallion stepped back and looked away. With a sigh, Goldy let his hoof fall. "Goodbye" was all Freddy said as the trio began to trot away. "Goodbye, brother. See you later" Goldy smiled. Bonnie and Foxy trotted off, Goldy following behind. "So, it`s getting late, do you need to head back now, or what?" Twilight asked. Badge Gleam was walking beside her, both holding milk shakes in their mouths. "No, " Badge Gleam responded, " Its only, say, about eight o clock right now right?". Twilight nodded. "Good, I have to get to work at eleven fifty. The shift starts at twelve". "Great! That means we can hang out longer!" Twilight yipped. Her voice was a bit more high-pitched, like a foal whom just got candy. Badge Gleam could only smile and laugh at her childish behavior. After a few minutes, he began to take notice of unfamiliar ponies wandering about town, more than the usual tourist population, too. "Why are there so many ponies?" he asked Twilight, whom chuckled. "Its a concert, similar to one ive been to before, actually". Badge Gleam gave her a 'what?' look, but she just shrugged it off. "Well, it`s a concert" She concluded. Badge Gleam decided to just shrug it off. "Hm, I may go. When is it going on? Or more of, whom`s playing there?" he received a chuckle from Twilight yet again. "Oh silly, it`s called the battle of the bands! Any pony can join! It starts tomorrow, and runs for a week" she answered. Badge Gleam made a 'huh' motion with his mouth. "So... You wanna come with me tomorrow? To the concert?" Twilight asked sheepishly. Badge Gleam thought for a moment, before nodding rapidly. "Yeah, of course id love to! Besides, im sure I can make time to come and hear a few songs!" he got a tight hug from Twilight. "Yay! Thank you, Badge Gleam!" she released the hug, still smiling cheerfully. The denim stallion checked his watch, reading the time. "I might want to get back, so I can check in and see about tomorrow night, just in case" he patted Twilight`s back. She blushed slightly, and hugged him again. "Okay, bye. See you tomorrow~ How about... Say, six?" she asked, and received a swift nod from her denim friend. "Well, bye" he began to walk away. Twilight said one more thing before he left. "Dont let the robots bite!". Author's Note just because I cant` think of a chapter name. Cracker? BTW NO I`M NOT SHIPPING TWILIGHT AND BADGE GLEAM!!! Next chapter should be INTERESTING He`s back, undead. Or not, I think."Any luck, lad?" Foxy asked Bonnie. "No" was his only reply. Bonnie had become rather... Silent over the long years. "Hm... Im gonna check over near the stage, can you seebout the shops?" the metal hoofed stallion asked. Bonnie nodded in acceptance. "Sure, meet me here if you find something". The purple stallion trotted off. With a sigh, Foxy began to make his way over to the stage. He checked around the groups of ponies, looking for any out-there ones. None showed through. He looked over the many mares and stallions, a bit on his metal hind legs. There was one stallion, a golden green one with tattered hair, whom seemed to be slinking through the crowd- "Hey". Foxy swung his head around and was met with the strange white pupils of Goldy. "Bah!" the fox pony gasped, "ye scared me!". Goldy smiled. "Sorry, I guess. Have you found anything?". Foxy looked back at the spot where he`d seen that one pony. "Possibly, until ye showed up. A suspicious lookinstallion was heading away from the crowd, but I didnt get a good look". Goldy looked over towards where Foxy was pointing his snout. His fox- pony tail seemingly pointed in that direction too. "Hm... I`ll go check it out. You stay and look around the stage, okay?" Goldy cocked his head to Foxy, whom nodded. "Sure, but if you need me, jus` yell". With a nod, Goldy trotted off in the direction of the stallion. Foxy continued to check the ponies that passed, along with any shop-sellers. "Er... I have low hopes `bout this" he mumbled. "Wait, you wanna split up?" Chica asked. String Play nodded. "Yes, one pony traversing near Town Hall, one near Sugar cube corner, and one near... Twilights castle" he replied, though he began fumbling with a small sphere of dark magic afterwards. Freddy put a hoof to the stallions shoulder. "Hey, why dont I take the route near Twilights castle? You can go to Sugar cube corner, alright?". String Play smiled weakly. "Thank you. Its just... Er, yeah, lets go" String Play left Chica and Freddy. They stared at him oddly. "Was he THAT close to her?" Chica asked, receiving a nod from Freddy. "Yes, actually. From what I know, anyways" he responded, and then focused his vision towards the crystal castle. It was see-able from anywhere in Ponyville, the large tree like building giving off light in all directions. Really, he was surprised that alicorn wasn`t blind by now. "So ill take the route near town hall, right?" Chica interrupted Freddys thoughts. "Yeah" he answered blandly. Chica then began to trot off, waving her missing cupcake hoof to Freddy as she left. "Bye" he sighed. This was gonna be a long day. He glanced to Twilight`s castle. A really long day. "So... How was your job last night?" Twilight asked the distant staring Badge Gleam. He snapped back into reality and glanced over at Twilight. "Oh, it was... Fine" he sighed. No it wasn`t. Those things wanted to... Kill him. Twilight glared at him. "I know that`s not true" she poked the stallion. He smiled weakly. "Im just... Being alone in a dark place with open doors can give you the creeps. Im just a bit worn out, you could say" his smile stayed, but ears were clouded with thoughts of fear and death. Twilight knew something was up, but decided to let it slide. For now. "Alright then. Wanna go to the Battle of the bands? I hear they have a sort of shop thing set up like Cosplay`s do!" she yipped happily. Badge Gleam nodded. "Yeah, of course! Let`s go!" he broke into a trot, and Twilight soon caught up. They traversed for a bit, looking at the ponies they passed, until Badge Gleam stopped short. "Hey, Twilight". She stopped too, and turned to him. "Wanna get something to eat from Sugar Cube corner first?" he nudged his snout near the dessert place, causing twilight to smile widely. "Yeah, i`d love too! Come one!", with that, the two broke into a gallop. "Bet you I can get there first" Twilight raised her eye brows up and down at Badge Gleam. The stallion gave her a what the heck look, but then smiled at her bet. "Pfft, yeah whatever" he laughed. Twilight only nodded. "Your on". Goldy slunk around the ponies he passed, careful to keep out of sight of the stallion. It had to have been Springtrap, he was sure of it. The dagger cutie mark, the tattered hair, it was him. The golden green stallion was close to Goldy now, in fact. "C`mon, I need to see your ugly face to tell..." he tried to get around to the front to get a quick glance, but the stallion was too quick, along with the fact he kept turning directions. Not only that, but the awkward movement and looks of Goldy got him some rather unwanted glares. He shrugged those off, and continued his stalk. The stallion kept with the crowd, until- he disappeared. Goldy stood up straight, looking around for the sneaky killer. "Uh, where`d you-" he spotted a the gold-green coated stallion, facing away, walking down a hall. "Why would you want to go there?" Goldy slunk back and through the crowd. Once he reached the hall he was pretty sure the stallion wasn`t going to look behind him, so he began to just casually walk towards him. The golden green pony stopped. So did Goldy. But with his hesitation, he still slowly began to walk towards the stallion, creeping up until he was about a foot away. The pony wore his hair in a ponytail, similar, if not exactly like Vincent`s. Goldy raised a hoof to tap on the shoulder to talk to the stallion. "You managed to follow me the whole way, eh?" a smooth but deeply cracked voice emitted from the pony. Goldy froze. The stallion turned around to face him, whom gaped. Springtrap stood in front of him, a regular golden-green stallion, save for the tattered mane and tail, and the iris` being only thin black rings around the pupil. He glared down at Goldy. The smaller golden stallion backed up, but returned the hostile stare. "You made a terrible decision, colt" Springtrap smiled, his teeth mostly consisting of sharp edged canines. Goldy said nothing. He slid into a defensive position, which in return so did Springtrap. "Fine, have it your way" he snorted. In a flash, Goldy lunged at Springtrap, whom dodged him with ease. Springtrap took a knife in his mouth and swung, almost slicing Goldy`s skin. The two kicked and dodged, almost no pain done to each other, until Goldy tripped one attack. He turned his back to Springtrap and bucked, but the killer kicked out his front right leg, causing him to fall. As soon as he hit the ground he began to get up, but Springtrap kicked his stomach, forcing him to grab his sides. Goldy slid away from Springtrap, whom only smiled as he punched at Goldy. He dodged, and got a hit to Springtrap, but was soon kicked in the face. He fell, and immediately began to get up, though it was slower. As soon as his back was curved where he was shakily on his hooves, Springtrap struck. A sharp pain sliced through Goldy`s back. His eyes shrunk, as blood began to fall onto the ground. "Y-you..." Goldy whimpered. He tried to stand up straight, but only fell to the ground. His eyes were half-lidded. Springtrap took the knife out of Goldy`s back. He began to walk away, only stopping to say one thing. "Have fun dying". He disappeared into another hallway, leaving the bloody stallion to rot. Once gone, a purple stallion rushed over from behind a stack of boxes. He knelt down beside the slowly dying gold stallion. "You idiot" was all the stallion said at first, his darker purple ponytail dropping from his left shoulder. Goldy looked up at the stallion, to see whom it was. The first thing he saw was the one black and white pupil eye staring at him, the other eye a bright yellow. He was all purple, his hair only being a darker shade of it. The pony seemed familiar... Then it clicked. "V-Vincent?" Goldy asked, though his eyes were slowly closing. "Be quiet, you idiot" the stallion ordered. Goldys eyes closed, though if he was dead or not was a variable. The purple stallion looked for signs of life- Goldys sides were rising and falling. They were shallow, but it still meant he was alive. "Er, I need to go get him..." the stallion stood up, " Stay here, uh, wait. Never mind" he face-hoofed himself before galloping off in the direction Goldy had entered. "Er, I woulda thought Goldyd be back by now" Foxy mumbled. He had searched the whole stage, the crowds, even some of the shop-sellers, TWICE. Bonnie had reported seeing nothing, and only a few golden ponies. Foxy only continued his search. That is until, he caught a glimpse of a familiar purple stallion. The fox pony swung his head around to look back where the pony was, but he was nowhere to be seen. Slowly, Foxy moved through the crowd, towards the spot where the stallion had been. A purple whirr flashed it`s way through the crowd again, though this time Foxy was almost certain it was... Vincent. The crimson pony gave chase, nimbly dodging in between ponies, as he made his way towards the quick moving pony. It moved again, only to follow the same path Goldy had took before. Eventually, it reached the beginning of the hallway, Foxy close behind. Once the fox reached the hallway it had sped into, he took to staying in any shadows available. The purple stallion, definitely Vincent, was leaning beside a downed golden pony. Goldy. With a snarl, Foxy lunged at Vincent, throwing him aside. The two tumbled a bit, until Vincent held out a hoof- which caught onto the dry floor, causing the roll to stop. They landed with Foxy on top, glaring down at the Purple stallion in front of him. "Eh... Hi?" Vincent squeaked. Foxy only growled. "What did you do to him!" he snapped. The purple stallion returned the glare, his white pupil eye adding to the tension. "It wasnt me, it was Springtrap. I came after. I was too". Foxy didnt let Vincent get up, clearly unconvinced. So he gave it another go. "Look. Let me explain, Springtrap, or me from now, attacked Goldy. I came back, undead-ish, and now your friend is laying there dying. Okay? Okay. Now get off of me!!!" he shouted. Foxy glanced at Goldy, whom was unconscious. He stepped off of Vincent, allowing the purple stallion to get up. "Run, and ye`ll die" Foxy glared at him, before galloping over to his downed friend. He checked his pulse. Alive, good. "Youll be okay, Goldy, lets get you patched up" Foxy got up and padded over to Vincent, whom smiled weakly. "So... Your not gonna kill me again, are you?" he asked. "Aye. Stay here, and I wont. If I come back and yer gone, I swear, " Foxy stepped in close to Vincent, whispering, "*Ill gouge yer eyes out*". Author's Note So... Cryptic, i`ll add your OC in the next chapter! and the changeling thingy appears next chapter too. (or is noticed, whatever). I actually like this chapter, a lot. (Oh the blood) Cracker? Wounded..."Where are you, Springtrap?" String Play muttered as he trotted near Sugar cube corner. A few recognizable ponies had passed him, mostly the ponies Twilight had described before, so as to say Rainbow Dash and... Uh, Pinkie die. Yeah, Pinkie die. He had been traversing this area for well over an hour now, the sun beating down on his back. "Well, were here!" A familiar cheerful voice filled his ears. He swung his head back to see two ponies all too familiar. A denim colored stallion wearing a security badge and outfit was trotting along with a purple alicorn, her mane a darker shade with two lighter stripes. "T-Twilight..." String Play`s eyes shrunk. He galloped over to a random nearby building, and hid behind the wall. She and... Badge Gleam walked up to Sugar cube corner. He held the door for her, and then, they were gone. Behind the frame of the door. String Play could only sigh. He missed those two so much. For the rest of the time, he just watched them eat. It was alright for him, considering how he spent five years confined to only switching between a few rooms. After about thirty minutes or so, they left. Again Badge Gleam held the door, and Twilight went out. They began to trot along the cobble road right by String Play. He slunk back behind a trash can, attempting to hide. Badge Gleam was walking all fine, until he just stopped short. "What`s the matter?" String Play could hear Twilight ask. "N-Nothing... I can just... Its nothing" he stammered as he glanced around near String Plays hiding spot. "Okay...?". "I, um, ill be right back. Please, give me a second" he pleaded. Twilight nodded, though still confused. Badge Gleam trotted down between the set of houses String Play was hiding in. He didnt see anything, save for a few trash cans. "Uh, hey, Twilight. I swear, I think I forgot something in Sugar cube corner. Do you, ya know, mind?" He asked, a bit on edge though. "Oh, of course! Ill be right back!" she called out as she began to trot back over to the place. Luckily, she didnt use her magic. Badge Gleam could feel the dark magic coming off and onto his body. It messed up his thoughts slightly, causing a bit of dizziness and such. "Where are you..." he eyed the ally. String Play stayed where he was, though he was unsettlingly close to Badge Gleam. The stallion shook himself. He seemed to be having a headache of some kind... And then it happened. A green flame engulfed his body. String Play watched horror filling his mind. Once the flames dissipated, all that was left was a black alicorn like pony. It had two front fangs, and holes in its legs. A blue chitin covered its back, and insect wings adorned that. Two blue eyes covered the whole lid, making it almost unable to tell which way the thing was looking. It had no hair, save for a fin-like spine where the mane would be, but it did have a tiny tattered tail, a dark pale blue. "Gah! Stupid headache!" the pony, still Badge Gleam, growled. He let out a soft sigh, before looking out for the source. "I can`t find the freaking source with it hitting me that hard!" He snarled, holding his head again. "Badge Gleam, I didn`t find anything!" Twilight called out. Badge Gleam was about to check behind a trash can, until he heard Twilight. The bug pony quickly rushed away, the green flame giving him his normal body back. "Im here! I found it, too! Mustve dropped earlier!" He called out. String Play just stared for a while. His friend... Was a changeling?! "Hm..." Chica hummed to herself a small song. It was the puppets music box theme, a tiny tune that reached the ears of one certain stallion. He had a bright yellow coat, much like Chicas. His mane, though, was a light brown, and he wore and eye-patch over his right eye. It bore the symbol of his cutie mark, a triangle with an eye in the middle. Luckily it wasnt the Illuminati symbol, or well it didnt stand for that. Chica had noticed him watching her plenty of times. She`d ignored him for the most part, but it was kind of hard to. He kept appearing in the most obvious hiding places, just... Eying her. Finally, Chica decided to do something about it. "... Hey, stalker, buddy... Could you, I dont know, NOT stalk me?" she walked up to the yellow pony, whom seemed shocked that hed saw him. "Er, don`t look at me! Dark user!" he retorted, causing Chica to step back. Her eyes narrowed. "Hey, what do you mean?! Dark user? Im an earth pony, dummy!" she snapped. The unicorn in front of her had a chipped horn, and clearly he didnt want to use it right now, though it did charge with a green... And magenta aura a bit. "So? Your radiating darkness..." he studied Chica, circling her. "Are you a changeling?" he asked, receiving an odd stare from Chica. "What ever a changer ling is, Im not that. Im an earth pony" she pushed the stallion away. His eye-patch flipped up, revealing a magenta eye, though his other eye was green, causing Chica`s back to shiver a bit. "Oh, right. Excuse me miss" he bowed down to her. The yellow mare was shocked. "Weren`t you JUST annoyed with me?" she pointed out. He raised his head and nodded. "My name is Cognitio, miss. I am sorry, your aura is very... Distinct" he let out a hoof, which Chica took and shook lightly. "Okay...?" her bottom lids were a bit up, considering his unusual behavior. "So... Why is your aura different?" he nudged Chica. She contemplated what to tell him, but nothing came to her head. "I don`t know...?" she guessed. Cognitio went out into la la land, a blank stare covering his face. Chica awaited a response, but non came. She waved her hoof in front of him. The stallion snapped back into reality. "Oi, yes! I`d LOVE some pizza!" he cheered, making Chica 'eep!' before jumping back. "Whelp, miss dark aura, I musbe goin now, stalk ye later!" he leaped away, bounding up and down as he traversed the next cobble street across from Chica, his pirate accent slowly fading from her hearing range. "I, uh, bye?" she waved slightly. Cognitio was definitely some pony, for sure. With a sigh, she continued back to looking for Springtrap. "Are ye okay?" Foxy asked Goldy, whom nodded slightly. "Y-yeah... Dear Celestia, I didn`t know he could fight" he mumbled. A rag had been placed on the wound, but he now had a black eye (stupid puns) and a bruised front leg. "Well, you underestimated my strength, idiot" Vincent gave a smug expression off to the two, and only got a growl from Foxy. "Don`t forget what I told ye, Vincent". The purple stallion immediately shrunk back. "Heh, yeah..." he smiled sheepishly, "sorry". "W-were gonna need the others, I have a feeling he`s gonna wait his time out in this place" Goldy tried to get to his hooves, but to no avail. "Er, I can go get Bonnie, and then me and him can get String Play and Chica..." Foxy let out a mix of a sigh and a growl. "And Vincent, can go get Freddy". The purple stallion smiled, of course planning to get out of there and away. "But, if ye don`t go get him, Vincent, we will hunt you down" Foxy glared at him. "Heh, o-okay... I`ll be on my way th-" Vincent was yanked back by Foxy. "Oh no, yer coming with me for now". Twilight hopped along with Badge Gleam, as they made their way towards the concert. He had a distant stare on his face, which Twilight was now only getting annoyed by. "Hey, dude" she waved a hoof in his face, making him snap back into reality. "Y-yeah?" he asked, though a bit nervous. "You okay? Actually wait, no. Tell me what`s wrong, I know your not okay" she ordered. Badge Gleam faltered in his steps, as if in thought at the moment. Until he shook his head and gave out a weak smile. "I just... Look, ill talk about it after the concert" he answered firmly, leaving no room for argument. Twilight only nodded, and they continued making their way along the cobble road. It was sunset now- theyd missed the beginning of the concert due to Badge Gleam`s job. (he has to sleep) Minutes passed of normal walking, a bit of trotting, those kinds of things. They eventually reached a large stone building, about the size of a football stadium. A few lights hung on the outside, and a bit of mold hung around with vines on the top of the building. "Um, you sure this is the right place?" Badge Gleam asked. "Y-yeah... Let`s take a look inside" they made their way to one of four large glass double doors. Twilight willed it open with her magic, encasing the handle with a pink aura. Inside, neon lights dotted the ceiling, and colorful banners strung from every corner of the place. The middle of the building was actually open, having no roof or lights. Small shops representing other things like Poke`mon, costumes, the Triforce, and various other items dotted the walls. The spruce colored stage was at the back, almost in the roof-less area, but not exactly. The whole place had a few hallways, mostly for backstage or bathrooms. Twilight and Badge Gleam moved their way towards the stage area. "Are you gonna join?" he asked her. She shook her head. "Nah. I don`t think so", she pondered for a minute, and then asked, "Are you?". He shook his head too. "Probably not. Maybe, not likely though" he replied. "Were here" String Play said in a hushed tone. Foxy looked up only to nod. Chica came in right after, panting. "Im not as fast as you-" her sentence cut off. He had told her it was important she come right now, but she didt think it dealt with blood... "Is Goldy alright?" she asked. "Yeah, i`m f-fine" the golden stallion eyed her. "So... Every pony`s here," String Play looked around, "but...". "Freddy" Foxy growled, "That stupid purple idiot!" he snarled. String Play looked at him, confusion written all over his face. "What?". "Vincent came back" was all Foxy said. He got only more blank stares from String Play, and now Chica. Bonnie could only face-hoof. "Aye... Let me tell ye `bout". Author's Note So... Next chapter shall be out tomorrow, and I have OH SO MUCH PLANNED FOR IT!!!! I hope I did Cognitio okay, Cryptic. Um, the multiple personality thing worked out well! cracker? P.S. be prepared for some insanity. Offended and welcomed..."Cmon! For the 50th time, its not a trap!" Vincent shouted at Freddy, whom kept his glare. "Look, purple, im not going. Youve proven other ponies cant see you, which means your a ghost. But that doesnt make me trust you!" he snarled. Vincent stepped closer. "That red pirate one sent me, and if I dont come back with you, im as good as gone!" he pointed a hoof in Freddy`s face. The brown stallion perked up. "You mean Foxy, why would he send YOU?!". Vincent completed a mental face-palm. "I dont know. Just come on, okay? You can freaking kill me if I lead you to a trap" he let out a hoof to Freddy. The brown pony grunted. He pushed Vincents hoof down, and walked past him. "... Fine, where is he then?". With a slight smile, Vincent trotted ahead of him. "Follow me". "Ugh! Wheres Vincent?!" Foxy growled furiously, " I shouldve known the lad would betray us!". String Play eyed Foxy, muttering something. The ears of the fox pony twitched in his direction. "Aye? Couldn`t hear ye there" he said, cocking his head to one side. The puppet pony grunted. "You were stupid to let a murderer go" he sighed. Foxy shot him a glare. "Lad, I know that. No need to repeat it" he stated firmly. The stallion in front of him smiled. And then stepped forth. Chica nudged Bonnie, whom looked over. Both ears dropped at the sight. "It`s true though. It was a move only an idiot would do!" String Play explained lightly, as if TRYING to pry Foxy into anger. "Aye! Stop it, I know that!" the crimson coated stallion shot back, as String Play only got closer. Foxy stepped back, though was automatically met with a gray wall. "You know, Freddy`s probably dead right now" String Play closed his eyes. A small smile was plastered on his face, but he put it down, resuming the act. Foxy only stepped to the side, but was stopped by some... Force. The tip of his back tail was coated in a black aura. "Er... Let me go!" he growled. "Vincent probably led him to Springtrap" String Play only continued. "S-Shut up!" Foxy retorted, though it was no use. String Play got close enough to just barely whisper in the crimson pony`s ear. "Your a failure". That was when Foxy snapped. He turned around and lunged at String Play, landing on him. He bit down on String Plays arm, causing the stallion to release a slight scream. String Play whipped his head around so he could get a look at the magic around Foxys tail, only for a metal claw to come down on his left eye. "Ah!" String Play cried out. He closed his eyes shut, do matter how much it hurt with the scratch. The crimson fox was suddenly off of him. A loud thud was heard on the wall, and then a bit of whimpering. String Play got up, slightly opening his right eye. Foxy was getting up, his stance more weak than fierce. He eyed String Play, and all breaths from each pony were held in. But the fox didn`t attack, instead looking away. He began to pad away. "A-are you okay?!" Chica asked worriedly as she ran over to String Play. "I t-think so, he just..." String Play looked at the retreating pony. Foxy trotted over to a small wall that hung out near a door, only stopping to slump down against it. Chica glared at the crimson stallion, Bonnie joining in slightly. Goldy was the only one with sympathy in his eyes. "W-why would he attack you anyways? F-Freddy may be dead..." Chica looked down, he thoughts causing tears to cloud her eyes. String Play nudged her. "Hey, we have a mission. If Freddys alive, hell meet us eventually, okay?" String Play had a look of firmness in his eyes, scaring Chica into saying "okay". "Good. I came up with a plan, actually" String Play looked to the two ponies in front of him. Bonnie stepped away, leaving Chica left. "Well then... Listen close". "C-c`mon, we need to hurry!" Vincent glanced around the crowd of ponies. Freddy was close behind, soon catching up to the purple one in front of him. "Stay close, I REALLY don`t want to come back empty hoofed" Vincent sighed, before dashing off. Freddy leaped behind him, following a bit back, just in case this was all a set-up. "Are we almost there?" he asked, eying the pony beside him. Vincent only nodded, before dodging a group of ponies. Freddy did the same, side-stepping and continuing to follow Vincent. The purple stallion turned off to the right suddenly. Freddy skidded to a halt, before trotting on to the stopped pony. In front of him, Bonnie, Chica, String Play stood, while Goldy was laying down. He glanced around for Foxy real quick, before spotting him a bit a ways away, laying down behind a wall. The brown stallion decided to ignore that for now, instead rushing over to the other ponies. "I`m here! late, I suppose, but still here!" he chimed as String Play greeted him with a hoof shake.\ Goldy looked up and smiled weakly. "Now, uh, what was the important thing going on?" Freddy asked. String Play motioned his eyes over to Goldy, whom waved slightly. Freddy now saw the bloody rags strewn about, along with a large loosely strewn stitch across Goldy`s back. "W-what happened?!" Freddy stammered. He knelt down beside his downed brother. Goldy only shook his head. "Im okay... Had a little, say, run in with Springtrap" he smiled, but only got a scolding stare from Freddy. Goldys ears laid back a bit. "Well... heh, um..." the golden stallion stammered. Freddy sighed. "Why- no, how- did you get yourself in this situation?" he asked hurriedly. Goldy smiled again, though it was a bit cracked. "Well... Let`s not worry a-about that now, dear" Goldy said as he glanced over at Foxy, whom seemed motionless. His smiled faded partially, as he tried to stand up. String Play and Chica suddenly took notice, bounding forward. They both yelled, "No!" as the golden stallion stood straight up, his legs a bit shaky. Freddy only watched. "H-hey, i`m not paralyzed, you two" Goldy glared playfully at the two seemingly over worried ponies. Chica laughed nervously, before stepping back- String Play only sighing. Golden looked around as he stood. Chica smiled with relief, before looking to the purple stallion at the entrance to the hallway. She whispered something to String Play, whom also looked. Vincent stepped back slightly. "Why are you looking at me?" he asked a bit worriedly. Chica laughed slightly. "I suppose your with us until we get Springtrap" she laughed, poking him. Even as a ghost, Vincent could some how still be interacted with by the characters in front of him, mostly due to being undead somehow. "Uh..." he stepped forward. Freddy smiled as Chica nudged the stallion into the hallway. "Hey, were after a different murderer, well not really, but still! You can`t kill any pony in this form as Foxy told me, so I think were good!" she yipped. Vincent sighed in annoyance. String Play eyed him slightly, but kept a light smile on his face. "Wait... Your just gonna be nice to me? What the heck?" Was all Vincent could think to say. Chica let out a muffled laugh, while Bonnie covered his face to hide a smile. "Eh... Okay then..." the purple stallion sighed, face-hoofing himself. Goldy laughed slightly, but kept it down, while Freddy only smiled a bit. String Play continued on with his plan, now keying Freddy in along with Chica. Vincent sat for a few minutes, almost as still as possible. (Probably mastered from awaiting children to be unaware of his unmoving presence. You`d know why). His mind was all over the place, strewn across into different pieces of his brain. His thoughts were racing from the longing want to kill, to why-the-heck-he-was-just-accepted-by-these-ponies, to... Foxy. The crimson stallion had just been... Laying there, behind a small wall. "I... I`ll be right back" was all Vincent said as he got up to trot over to Foxy. Goldy watched him the whole way, just to be on the safe side. "H-hey..." Vincent smiled slightly as he came up to Foxy, whom just had a distant stare. The stallion didnt even acknowledge the purple killers presence. "Foxy?" Vincent asked. No answer. So, the purple stallion sat beside him, of course there was no wall for him to lean against. He nudged Foxy, whom barely moved at all. "Hey, look, what`s wrong?" he asked. Foxy let out a sigh, and Vincent just now noticed his clouded eyes. "It be nothin`" the crimson pony stated, his voice cracked a bit. "Yeah... Thats not convincing at all" Vincent teased, poking Foxy in his side, " cmon, what`s wrong?". "I said it be nothin. Yer better off leavin me `lone". Vincent stared for a second, thinking about what to say. He`d never tried to actually make any pony, say, feel better, after all. "Foxy, tell me what`s wrong" he stated firmly. That was the way to go, right? With a mental face-hoof, Vincent awaited an answer. "Yer not leavin` tell I tell ye, are ye?" Foxy guessed, and Vincent nodded, smiling a bit. "Eh, fine" the fox-pony sighed. "Its nothin, really, just..." Foxy started his sentence, but regained a blank stare. Vincent poked him, making Foxy snap back into reality. His stare continued, but he seemed to be thinking. "I`m a failure" he whimpered. Vincent stared at him, confused. "Your all down and such, because you think your a failure?!" Vincent deadpanned. "I don`t just think it, I know it, Vincent". "What do you mean?" he asked. "String Play even said it... I could`ve gotten Freddy killed... I am a failure". Vincent retorted. "No your not! With the threat you gave me, as if i`d try and help myself kill Freddy!" he teased Foxy, who know had a small smile on his face. "Thank ye, lad, but I still believe it. I attacked String Play outta foolish rage" Foxy growled lightly. Vincent remembered the slightly bloody scar across String Play`s left eye, three pink-ish red lines. "So what? I`m sure you had a reason, just let it go for now, alright? You guys have a murderer to catch" Vincent smiled, actually happy Foxy had used the term lad. Really, he was. Foxy looked up, smiling more now. "I suppose, lad. Its just..." he regained a small stare, though his eyes werent as clouded. "Hey, you may be a bit timid, but your not a failure. Let`s go, captain!" Vincent smiled a bit more as Foxy got up. "Thanks, it means a lot, Vincent" Foxy said, as the two began to trot back to the group. Author's Note toast? You may have a double or triple Authors note, please ignore that~ I may not be able to get out another chapter tomorrow, ill try, but im gonna have a friend over tomorrow AND the next day... So ill be busy, sorry! I honestly, myself only, freaking love the last part~ I just, love it. Teaser: May or may not be gold... Battle of the bands..."Wait, you think that plan`ll work?" Chica asked as String play and Freddy trotted along side her. "Yes, I do. Objections?" String Play asked. Chica shook her head, but still had a confused face. "How will doing this help us find Springtrap?". "As long as we can get backstage, we might be able to get a better look from those spots where the lights are" String Play boasted proudly. "I suppose it makes sense... But still, when are we doing this?" Freddy chimed in, sharing Chica`s partial confusion. "Right now" was all String Play said. The trio trotted along the stage, soon finding a small set of spruce stairs to the furthest right. Chica went ahead and stepped up to the platform, entering a darker area of the stage, being covered by crimson colored curtains. "Where do we go?" she whispered. "Just keep trotting on until you see some metal stairs" String Play replied hastily. "K`". Chica looked around, looking for any sort of stairs. Lots of clothes lines dotted the large room they walked in. Other ponies were maneuvering around them, hurrying to prepare instruments or lyric sheets. One pony, a mare, was on stage right now, but thankfully she was in front of the curtains. If the trio were seen by any supervisors, things would get... Bad. The the gray mare outside`d just started too, allowing a few minutes for the three ponies to find a way up. Freddy glanced around, seeing nothing but ponies and seats, and a bit of other things, more noticeably the large unneeded amount of clothes. String Play nudged Chica. "Hey, I found one" he pointed with his snout to a small set of thin, VERY untrusting set of coal stairs. With a shudder, the yellow mare began to make her way there, Freddy close behind. The three ascended, slowly, due to the creaking of each step. "Youd think theyd make sure this stuff was safe" Chica mumbled under breath. "H-Hey!" a familiar voice resounded in Chica`s ears. "Oh Luna, NO" she sighed, completing exactly one face-hoof before being brought up in the face by a yellow stallion. "What do you want?" she asked the light brown maned pony. He shook her hoof. "Just ta say hi, and um, why are you here?" he asked, confused. String Play sighed. "Cognitio, it shouldn`t matter to you... Cognitio?" Chica noticed the stallion was humming a song, similar, if not exactly the tune from the cup song. "Cognitio!" she snapped, gaining his attention once again. "How may I help you?" he asked, as if nothing had happened. String Play and Freddy stared blankly for a bit. "We were... Um, just gonna look for some pony, whom we... Thought, we say come up here!" Chica lied as she glanced around the top of the metal staircase. Cognitio, glanced back. "Oh, but no pony`s up THERE, I just checked. Fifty times actually" he counted his hooves, " give or take fifteen". "Well... We just saw it happen" Chica again lied, her falty statements coming in genuine. She began to go past him, but he zipped ahead in front of her. "No! No pony can come up here without a pass!" he barked, saluting as if to be a military officer. Chica almost fell off the staircase at his sudden change in attitude. "W-we don`t have any..." Chica sighed. Cognitio regained his stare momentarily, humming the cup song yet again. But he flashed back, acting different... Again. "Well, miss, you`d better get down now" he began to shoo them off. With a glance at the slowly nodding String Play, Chica turned around to trot down the stairs. "Now, good bye miss, I see that without a pass you cannot go up there" Cognitio waved his hoof absently, looking over in another direction. With a grunt, Chica and the other two began to turn around. They trotted over to the way out of the backstage area, until Freddy stopped. "How are we supposed to get up there anyways?" he asked and then added, " And WHO is that?!". "That, my friend, is Cognitio, a... Weird stallion, to say the least" Chica replied with a light sigh. "Well, lets just go then, maybe theres anoth-" "Why hello there, ponies I saw twenty point three seconds ago!" Cognitio shot in front of them, making String Play jump back. "I here you wanna go up there?" he asked more or less as if to a be a statement. "Y-yes, you know that" Chica said flatly. Cognitio tapped his chin with a hoof, before looking at Chica excitedly. "Well, I can let you go up there if you do one thing for me, er, this whole concert!" he smiled widely, "All of you!". String Play sighed. "What?" he asked lowly, clearly agitated. "Be IN the concert of course!" Cognitio yipped, the others just glancing at each other, along with glaring at Cognitio. "No" was all Freddy said. "Great great! The instruments would be in that corner, and youll go up in-" Cognitio stuck a number card in Chicas hair- " 10 minutes! Good luck!" the yellow stallion jumped away happily, bouncing like Pinkie Pie would. "Uh, did he just?" String Play almost asked, but was answered with two shallow nods. "No, no no. Were not competing in this!" he growled. Freddy looked around, his face brightening up slightly. "Well... It may not be the FUNNEST idea, but it would let us see Springtrap easier" he pointed out. "Yep, see us singing and freaking playing a drum while we can`t get to him. Great" String Play muttered. "Well..." Chica pulled out the small index card in her hair, "we`re on soon". "So, how long can you stay?" Twilight asked Badge Gleam. "For a little while, maybe two hours or so" he answered with a shrug. Twilight looked back at the stage. Octavia was just finishing up, a few lines left to sing. 'But I won`t cry, I am Octavia'. "For a concert they have the greatest variety of music i`ve ever seen" Twilight commented. Just before a rock band had come and gone, and earlier was dubstep instrumentals, solo parodies, and even orchestras. 'You hurt me now, but I won`t cry'. Octavia got up, bowing, as many hoof claps were heard. She then turned and picked up her Cello, trotting off and through the red curtains, as they were lifted by another pony. Once she disappeared, a yellow unicorn stallion with a chipped horn poked his head out of the curtain, glancing this way and that. He had an eye-patch on him, but the pony was too far away for Twilight to actually TELL what was on it or what it represented. He ducked behind a curtain suddenly, his eyes shrinking for a second. "Okay then" Twilight muttered. "What is it?" Badge Gleam asked. "Just some pony". A small group of ponies came out, all foals. They had cups in there hooves, some enveloped within different colors of magic. They all stopped as tiny wooden blocks floated out onto the stage, each one in front of a foal. The cups dropped to the block, as the ponies began to sing the cup song. "Aw" was all Twilight could think to say. Badge Gleam nodded. "See, told you they had every type of music". "Why are the lads takin` so long?" Foxy complained, his hooves in front of him as he laid down. "I don`t know, maybe they got caught up in something?" Bonnie suggested. Goldy shrugged. "I guess, but still, they should tell us if that happens" he pointed out, a bit annoyed. "Possibly, but I don`t really see what would be the hold up" Vincent sighed as he just stared out the hallway, bored written on his face. "Hm, lad, do you know where you were at this time?" Foxy asked. "N-no, not really, but I think I may have messed it up a bit, in truth, you were found by Springtrap, almost killed" Vincent shrugged, "Bonnie here would end up dying by blood loss later... String Play and Chica were the only survivors". The two stared blankly, imagining their close fates. "Wait, you changed the future?" Goldy asked, almost dumbfounded. "Yeah, why? Something wrong with that?" Vincent asked, a bit worried. "No, I just wouldn`t tell String Play that" Goldy rolled his eyes. Foxy shivered a bit, looking away, down the other hallway. "Why not?". "Because, he tried to save us, including himself. Present Gift is now in the afterlife, but he failed at helping us". Vincent sighed, looking back down the hallway. His gaze had become more downed then bright. His ears fell back, as he muttered "sorry" silently. "So, were really gonna sing?" Chica asked nervously. "Yes, sadly. When we get done, I swear i`m putting the others in this too" String Play muttered. "Well yeah, were not gonna embarrass ourselves alone!" she gave a playful shove to String Play. He smiled slightly, but backed up out of her way, causing her to almost fall. Freddy was tuning a microphone. "So, what are we even gonna sing?" he asked. String Play smiled. "Oh, I have an idea". The three trotted out onto the stage, each holding different instruments. "I wish Bonnie were here, we could use a guitarist right now" Chica muttered. String Play stopped and placed a small piano like object on a black stand, though it was more square. He tested a few buttons, most unheard by the crowd. Chica set up the same thing, while Freddy had a microphone stand, and well... A microphone. "Are you ready?" he asked the others. They both nodded. With a sigh, the music began. (before the music`s done) Badge Gleam stared, his eyes shrunken to tiny dots. Twilight was in a more confused state, as she studied the black and white stallion on stage. Badge Gleam backed up, his lip trembling. "I-I need to go" he stammered. Twilight looked back, to see him slowly backing up. "What`s wrong?!" She silently shouted, getting up to catch up to the retreating stallion. "N-nothing, I just need to go" he muttered. He pulled down his cap with a hoof, before turning to gallop away. "B-Badge Gleam!" Twilight called out, but the denim pony ignored her and left. With a sigh, Twilight turned back to the ponies on stage. She decided to let Badge Gleam go for now, as she looked at the familiar white pupil pony. "I-is that?". The music stopped, and the ponies took their things, trotting back under a curtain- none taking the time to bow or smile. "It can`t be" she muttered again. The stallion walked out with his two friends, both familiar too. "String Play". Author's Note FINALLY THE CHAPTER IS OUT!!!! THIS WAS SO FREAKING RUSHED!!!!! BUT I DID IT!!!! K, i`m done raging now. Hope you liked it! I have no idea what i`m doing now, so... Yeah. Cracker? yep, were doomed"String Play!" a purple alicorn galloped after String Play. He hadn`t been aware of her coming, until he heard the familiar voice. She was coming closer. "Wait, is that Twilight?!" Chica smiled. String Play glanced around. "Y-yeah it is, we need to get out of-" String play was cut off. Twilight had stopped right in front of him, her tail wagging a bit like a dog. String Play stepped back, still glancing around. Twilight kept a smile on her face all the while. "Is it you? String Play?" she asked quickly, seemingly impatient for an answer. String Play only eyed her in return, which sent a shiver up her spine. Chica decided to step forth. "Yes, it`s us!" she smiled, but Twilight was only studying her. "Right, it`s us as in Cake Flower and Cocoa Song" she replied flatly. Twilight made an 'oh' sound with her mouth. She lifted a hoof to String Play. "And this is String Play?" Twilight mouthed out. Chica nodded. String Play felt a tight hug around his neck. Chica and Freddy`s ears went back, as the stallion in front growled. "Get off of me" he pushed Twilight away, whom stumbled before standing up straight. "W-whats wrong?" she asked, as she came closer again, but kept her distance. String Play didnt answer, but the three began to walk past Twilight. She stepped in front of String Play, eying him. "What`s gotten into you?!" she argued. String Play walked ahead, putting his hoof up and shoving her backwards. "Stay out of my way" he said in a monotone voice, before disappearing beneath the crowd of ponies around them. Twilight was on her hooves, staring at where they vanished. She laid there for a while afterwards, too. "Oi, ye`ve been gone a while!" Foxy got up as the three ponies entered the hallway. "We got... Delayed" String Play grunted, "but we didn`t see Springtrap". Goldy got up, barely shaky anymore. "What happened? Youd of thought checking the crowd wouldnt take nearly THAT long. Even if it was only half an hour, you said you be back-" "I don`t care about what I said, we here now. Sadly, Cognertian-" String Play was cut off. "Cognitio" Chica corrected him. "Cognition got us into the band thingy without asking. Now were stuck trying to find him from the stage while SINGING" String Play growled. Bonnie attempted to hold in a laugh, covering his muzzle with one hoof. Vincent smiled evilly, "Whelp, at least none of us have to-" he was also cut off, except it was by String Play. "Your all sharing this same stupid burden too" the black and white stallion glared at each one, seeing if any objected. Vincent held the same glare. "Oh no, I do NOT sing. Or dance, or play any instruments, or what-not" he folded his hooves. A shadow loomed over him, and all the ponies around held their breaths. "What did you just say?" String Play asked. Chica held a face of confusion as she watched the two. "I said I cant sing, and therefore WONT. If Spring- me, saw well, me, bad things would happen" Vincent looked straight at String Play, whom laughed slightly. String Play rose his head and glared at the others, before looking back at Vincent. "Um, String Play, what are you doing?" Chica asked. String Play didn`t answer. The two shared glares at each other for a bit. The rest just watched with baited breath. "You do know what you just got yourself into right?" String Play asked Vincent, whom bore confusion in his muzzle. "What do you mean?" was all the purple stallion could think to say. String Play backed up, and turned to head away. Vincent took this time to get up and back away out of String Play`s grasp. "Look, tomorrow night, were all on, okay?" String Play asked the group, more commandingly thank anything. Each one shook their head slowly. "Good". String Play walked away, but stopped as he watched the ponies pass in front of him. Vincent looked at the others, clearly wondering why they would say yes to something they most likely didn`t want to do. So he decided to make the wost decision ever and ask. "How can you put up with this- him?" Vincent whispered to the whole group, whom suddenly laid their ears back. Vincent perked up as they did so, suddenly worried. A small whirr of wind was heard, and then it happened. A sharp pain stung into his chest, causing him to stop any movement. Small drops of liquid dripped from the spot where the pain was centered at. With slow movement, Vincent looked down at a... Knife. Every pony stared, wide eyed, though Chica gasped and cupped her muzzle. "They can put up with me because i`m their leader, as you should have done" String Play smiled wickedly from the entrance to the hall, as he took to trotting away, disappearing in the fast moving crowd of ponies. (You`d find it odd that no pony ever goes down this hall... Ooh, magical???) No pony was moving, all stunned by what String Play did. Vincent stared at where String Play was for a bit, until he fell. His eyes closed, his limbs going limp. Foxy rushed to where he laid, Freddy, and Goldy soon joining in. Chica just stood there, gaping. "Vincent!" Foxy cried, "Lad, wake up!". A pool of blood was now widening it`s way on the floor. Tears actually came to Chica and Bonnies eyes, lets just say Foxy`s were flooded with them. Even after only a day, Vincent seemed to be a good friend, at least to Foxy he was. "Vincent! Get up!" Foxy yet again cried. The unmoving stallion stayed limp. Goldy put a hoof to his neck, checking for a pulse. Then his eyes shrunk. "There`s no pulse" Goldy mumbled, and Foxy let out a sigh, but perked up. "If he`s a ghost, how is he bleeding?" he asked worriedly. "He IS a ghost, I know that. The brat even showed me" Freddy pitched in, his voice also flooded with concern. Foxy shared glances with them. "I don`t care right now, long as we can get him... Awake" he growled, "And then that String Play is gonna PAY". String Play strolled among the crowd, his white pupils searching for Springtrap. He had caught glimpses of similar colors passing him, but none matched the right tone. Most ponies around him parted ways, going around him, mostly creeped out by his eyes and coat. In a way, he seemed to be straight out of a video game, one of the bosses at the end of the game that are too smart and quick for you to kill. Along with the fact that ONCE you beat him, he would come back like Ganondorf, as some monstrous being. Ponies around him murmured, cupping their muzzles with their hooves as they whispered. String Play would eye them, before walking on. Springtrap had to be around here somewhere... Right? He looked on, trotting through the crowd as he reached the shops. He passed them, and soon reached the doors. His mind wandered along through different things, so he wasn`t really paying attention as he turned around and began to trot back to the stage. He had a blank stare on his face, though sometimes he would slightly smile while walking, whatever he was thinking of beyond imagination. thud. String Play bumped into an eye-level stallion, and stepped back quickly as he did so. The one in front of him had fallen, and got up in a flash, glaring at String Play. He was a golden green, and had tattered golden hair, about as short as String Play`s. His eyes were thin rings around a completely black oval pupil. "S-Springtrap..." String Play was shocked. The pony in front of him had a few cuts and bruises, and one ear was cut pretty badly. Springtrap didn`t take any chances before dashing off, leaving String Play a second to give chase. He ran after the golden stallion, though they matched speed, allowing Springtrap to stay in front. The stallion limped slightly on his right when he bounded across the floor, wincing each time he landed on the ground. "Get back here!" String Play yelled as he tried to catch up. His magic wasnt working, due to the fact he couldnt focus while going THIS fast. They dashed through and around groups of ponies, until Springtrap disappeared. String Play stopped suddenly, his eyes dancing around for Springtrap. The stallion was gone, nowhere to be seen. "Show yourself" he snarled. Most ponies ignored him. Springtrap didn`t come out of his hiding spot. "Coward, your gonna die next time" String Play spat as he turned around and began to trot back to the hallway his group now stayed at. "And so is Vincent". Author's Note Pizza? I just wanted to put in, even though I cant draw on the computer, I did the cover art for da story~ Honestly itd look a lot better if I drew it on paper, but whatever. Hope you like this chapter! I officially HATE String Play~ This was the official shortest chapter! WOOoooo! Flaming competitionTwilight bounded through the crowd of ponies, her wings ruffling in adrenaline. She was breathless, but didn`t pay any attention to it. Her sides burned from the non-stop gallop. Her wings flapped slightly, but she held them down. It was a rule not to fly, unless on stage and such. A weird, stupid, rule, but it was still a rule. "String Play!" she called out. Even though Twilight hadnt seen him, she had a feeling shed run into him somewhere along here. "String Play!" her voice was lost in the sea of other voices, barely getting out before drowning. Her little search had gone on for about an hour now, with no results what-so-ever. But of course being whom she is, she didn`t stop. "String Play!" she called out. Maybe the hallways? Yeah, he`d be there. She knew it. She moved around the crowds of ponies, maneuvering her way around them. Some stepped out of her way, but most didnt- after a while of being princess, it gets to be more of a.... Meh sorta thing. A hallway was close by, and so Twilight decided to try it first. She trotted along the crowd, getting out of the thick line just before the hallway. The doorway wasn`t far. A small trot away, actually. Twilight made her way towards the entrance, a large doorway- without doors. She held a cheerful smile, determined to find String Play. That smile turned into a frown as she entered the hallway. Her eyes shrunk at the sight in front of her. Five ponies stared at her, clearly worried about the bloody one they all sat by. Each one seemed to represent a character from Freddy fazbears, the red one more than the others, having a metal claw hoof, and metal back legs. The stallion on the ground didnt seem to represent any character, but did seem most familiar... "V-Vincent?!" Twilight stammered. Cake Flower (to Twilight that`s her name) looked to her, barely nodding. Twilight could only watch in confusion. "W-why are you- what`s going on?!" she cried out. Foxy got up and glared at her. "Jus` get help, lass" he growled. Twilight nodded quickly, before rushing off. She charged her magic, disappearing in a puff of pink. She reappeared in front of a small wooden cottage, occupied with animals of all species. Without wasting any time, she galloped to a small spruce door, quickly knocking it with her hoof. "F-Fluttershy! I need your help!" she cried out. The door swung open to reveal a worried butter colored mare. She had a pale pink mane, which drooped almost to the ground. "W-what is-" "There`s no time! Here, let me teleport you!" Twilight said hastily, as she prepared her magic. With another puffy mist, the two ponies were outside the hallway, right before the entrance. "Your not going to like this, but-" Twilight was cut off by a smooth cracked voice. "You think your gonna help Vincent?" a tall stallion, String Play, smiled at them evilly. He stood in front of the entrance, blocking their way. Twilight glared at him. "Y-yes, String Play. Fluttershy can fix the wound" she said firmly. String Play only laughed. He stepped forward, causing both ponies to walk back. Fluttershy was shaking severely, her ears laid back as far as they could go. "P-please, w-whatevers g-going on here, im s-sure I could h-help" She stammered, her voice cracked and filled with concern. "No, its not that you couldnt, its that you wont" String Play leaned over, his face a mere inch from hers. Fluttershy shrunk back, her eyes tiny dots. Twilight glared at String Play, "What are you gonna do? There are too many ponies around to really scare anyone without gaining attention". String Play stood up, eyeing the purple alicorn. Fluttershy took this sliver of time to back up and step behind Twilight. The black and white stallion stepped forth. "Stay back!" Twilight growled. String Play did no such thing. "You`ve dragged yourself into this, Twilight. Stay out of my way, or else" he spat. Fluttershy was curled up in a ball, Twilight only glaring at String Play. The whole time, Foxy watched the act play out. He couldn`t intervene. String Play would kill him. But he couldn`t stand to watch Vincent just die either. Foxy got up and began to head over to the entrance, but was stopped by Freddy. "Dont even try it. Well find a way to fix the wound. You helped Goldy, after all" he smiled slightly. Foxy faltered, but ultimately nodded, sitting back down with the others. Twilight stepped back again, Fluttershy at the edge of some staring ponies. They murmured to each other the whole time, not intervening or retorting. With a sigh of defeat Twilight looked back to Fluttershy. "We`d better go" she looked at String Play, whom was smiling through his glare. She returned it. "We`ll be back though, String Play" she spat. The stallion only continued to wear his smile. "Of course you will" he turned around and trotted away, disappearing into the crowd of ponies. The watching ones turned back and walked along with their business. Twilight and Fluttershy decided not to go back to the hallway, in fear of String Play getting them from behind. Though Foxy did come out, and was now trotting towards them. "I`m here" a female voice stated, a bit rough, but over all normal. "Good, I think he`ll be here shortly" another, REALLY cracked male voice replied. "Hmm.... You sure? I thought he was looking for Bonnie" the female contemplated. "Yes, but I have a feeling hes not gonna succeed, considering that poor ponyll be hiding for his life" the male snorted. "True... Im scared, to be truthful. He said he ran into String Play earlier. Somehow that stallions become evil, he said he could practically feel the dark energy coming off of him!" the mare one stated worriedly. "Well, he wont find us, thats for sure" the stallion replied firmly, "If he does, we`ll get away in no time. Just sucks were basically camping in the same building". "True, im just glad you created that spell, thankfully no ponyll know were even here". "I think String Play has the same spell, wherever they are. Ever notice no pony really talked about 'awkward looking characters'?". "Your right". Small hoof taps could be heard from down a nearby hallway. "He`s here" the female one stated, looking down the hall. The stallion looked over at her. His whole body was a near complete black, being in the darkest of purple. No pupils or iris adorned his eyes, and his mane/tail was completely black. A top hat and bow adorned him. "Finally" the stallion sighed. "We have the wound bandaged up... But no pony`ll help us! Every time we say anything, they... Seem to go weird" Chica sighed, glancing outside at Twilight, whom was talking to Foxy. Seemingly, only she and that buttery colored Pegasus had been able to see the disaster. "I dont know why, but its probably String Play`s magic" Bonnie grunted. Vincent laid on the ground, still unconscious. His ear twitched, but that was basically all the movement they got. "Do you think he`s really undead?" Freddy found himself asking. Goldy looked up, agreement on his face. "Yeah, he couldn`t interact with other ponies or anything, but still..." "Maybe he isnt a ghost. Maybe hes in some sort of limbo, like he cant really interact with much, but hes not truly dead" Goldy contemplated. "Whelp, he might be soon of he doesnt wake up" Freddy stated, watching the shallow rise and fall of Vincents sides. Author's Note Oreo? Sorry, this chapter was RUSHED. I know it sucks, sorry. The next one should be better though~ this may be my shortest chapter due to writers block I suppose you could say I just needed to get some things started in this chapter, to prepare for the next one. I wont have the next one done until sunday, i`m about to make a blog as to tell why~ Springing auditions...? ._.Author's Note Im beating up writers block by writing. Its not easy, so please dont judge this chapter too much. And I do not ship Vincent and Foxy! ' ^ ' SMALL SPOILER I hate it when I can`t find a vocal only cover to a song. Springing auditions...? ._. "How long does it take to wake some pony up!?" Chica whined. "Look lass, were doing what we can" Foxy growled back. His attention was focused on Vincent, whom still seemed unconscious. The blood had stopped seeping through all of the rags, but even with that enhancement it didn`t seem to help him any. "I don`t really know what to do anymore" Freddy sighed. Goldy was still thinking along the lines of how he was attacked if he was a ghost. "Maybe he`s in another limbo version right now? Seemingly within consciousness?" he suggested, receiving a grunt from Bonnie. "Whatever that means, it doesn`t sound good" he pointed out. Goldy nodded. "It`s not". String Play had apparently decided to stay out all day, hunting for Springtrap. At least, hopefully so. Goldy put his hoof along Vincent`s neck. "Whelp, hes still alive. But hes been the exact same..." Vincent`s tail twitched. No pony noticed much, except Foxy and Goldy. "Is the lad waking up?!" Foxy beamed at the thought for some reason. "Possibly, but it`ll take a few minutes if so" Goldy replied. He perked up, suddenly remembering something. "Hey, uh, what about those two ponies? Are they gonna help?" he asked Foxy, whom sadly shook his head. "No, String Play scared `em off, lad". "Well, what did they say?" Goldy asked. "Something bout not being able to help, reallys all". Goldy dropped down, his ears laid back. "Well that sucks. We could have used unicorn magic..." he stared out the hallway. Some thing caught his eye. Why was Twilight out there? He could see her talking to- Goldy`s face paled. "What is it?" Freddy asked. "U-uh... Not some pony we want helping us....". A tall white mare trotted towards them, all the character`s eyes looking at her. She bore a long horn and aviator wings, along with a golden necklace, crown, and shoes. She had an ever flowing ethereal mane of light green, blue, and pink. "Hello there, ponies, my name is-" the regal voice of the mare was cut off. "We know who you are, Celestia" Freddy replied flatly, earning a small glare from Celestia herself. She sighed and looked to see why Twilight had been so urgent for to come here. Her eyes shrunk. A limp purple body laid on the tile ground, shallow breaths emitting from it`s sides. No pony took to bowing in any way, only moving aside as Celestia grew closer to the red pool of dry blood. "W-why haven`t you took this pony to the hospital!?" Celestia asked hastily. "Well, no pony can see us in here, it`d be a spell" Foxy looked down. "By who? Gah, that`s no important. We need to get him-" "No. No Pony can see him, alright? It`s not only a spell, apparently certain ponies can see him" Freddy glared daringly at Celestia. "He`s right. Only, undead ponies- and I guess special ones, can see him" Goldy pitched in. Celestia hesitated, before letting out a defeated sigh. "Then let me see what I can do" she looked to Vincent. She charged a bit of golden magic, before closing her eyes to examine the world within her mind. It basically went like this; she could see Equestria through the spirit dimension. Why she did this? Whence her eyes opened, she was standing in the same spot as before, but everything around her was the color of her aura- Gold. Simple orbs flowed by, spirits of animals or small ancient horses almost unrelated to ponykind. She glanced around from where she stood, until she spotted a darker intertwining color withing her view. It was purple, and a bit black, considering how her magic conflicted it. Celestia proceeded to trot towards it. She stopped right behind it, the earth pony in front of her slouched down in a droopy sitting position. Celestia rose her wings out a bit, attempting to get the stallion`s attention. He didn`t budge. "Ahem-" Celestia hadnt gotten his name- "Sir, you should know its dangerous to be in the spirit realm". "I know that" was all the purple aura of a stallion replied with. "Then let us go" Celestia awaited for him to get up. He didn`t. "Sir, your frie-" "First off, my name`s Vincent, and their not my friends!" Vincent spun around to face Celestia. His one black eye caught her off guard. "Im sorry, Vincent. But you dont want to die... Do you?" Celestia asked Vincent, whom only sighed. "I`m already dead" he slumped down. "No, your not. I can see your aura through mine. It means your still alive" Celestia assured him, in which he laughed silently too. "I was dead. He`s alive" Vincent replied with a cracked voice. "Wait, were? He? Whom are you talking about?" Celestia pressed onto this conversation. "Springtrap is alive, im his... Ghost" Vincent sighed, "Hes the real one". Celestia seemed to deadpan there. "Wait, you mean to say..." Before she could finish Vincent nodded. "How did you go back in time?!" Celestia was almost excited. "I d-don`t know. It just happened?" Vincent got up, looking around at the small fleeing orbs. "Hmm... Well, we must go. Vincent, you don`t want to die here, your friends will miss you". "Their not my friends. I have no friends" he spat, tears welling in his eyes. "How could you say that?! Their worried sick about you!" Celestia put out a wing, stopping Vincent from suddenly trying to flee. "T-they are?" Vincent stopped himself. "Yes, That crimson one seemed on the break of murder if you didn`t come back" Celestia smiled weakly. Vincent laughed a bit. "Heh, don`t say that" he began to trot over to his unconscious body. "Why not?" Celestia trotted after him. "Eh, just some incident that happened, say about, five years ago" he smirked at the deadpanning Celestia. She grumbled and ran after him, but not quick enough to catch him. His form flashed, and was then gone. "You little" cue actual cussing from Celestia. Vincent shot up, gasping for air. Freddy had to jump away to not get hit in the face, as the rest did so. Well, a crimson and metal hoof shot around Vincent`s neck, then hitting his shoulders in a tight squeeze. "I thought ye were gone!" Foxy whined as he choked Vincent. The purple stallion didn`t pull away though. He let Foxy almost kill him again. "Y-yeah..." Vincent`s ears went back as Celestia seemed to awaken from her standing slumber. "Bah! Your the one who killed th-" she was cut off. "Yeah, he killed us" Freddy smiled simply. Celestia`s left eye twitched. "Treason?" she suggested, pointing a hoof at Vincent. Foxy snarled at her, his sharp canine teeth poking out. "No, lass. He may of done it, but you lay a pretty little hoof on him and consider ye self dead" he shot her a daring glare. Celestia pulled her hoof back, clearly caught off guard by the defense of the crimson metal stallion. She tapped her chin with a hoof for a second. "Why do you all look like the robots came alive from Freddy Fazbears?" she asked after a moment or so. Chica giggled. "...Because we did?" she shrugged. "Wait, so you came back alive?! The missing children?!" Celestia gaped. Bonnie nodded, before sighing, "Even String Play...". "Whom is String Play?" Celestia questioned. "The one who brought us back" Goldy shivered. Celestia took notice of each ponies saddening faces, mostly being Vincent`s. He was looked down at his wound. "... I would like to meet this 'String Play'" Celestia stated firmly. A bland yellow blur shot through the crowd, toppling as it maneuvered around ponies. The fast moving pony almost tripped over a small filly, but was lucky enough to lift his back hooves just in time to go over the tiny brat. The tattered mane was only messier now, not getting any better as the stallion toppled over the steps to the backstage, hitting the ground with a loud thud. "I`m here! For the, " Huff, " auditions!" the pony gasped for air as he spoke. He slowly got up, brushing dust off of him. A sudden shadow formed on the floor in front of him. As the golden pony looked up, he was greeted with a yellow stallion, bearing a chipped horn and light brown hair. "Hello there!" the stallion held out a hoof to the golden green pony, whom shoved it away as he stood up. "You the manager here?" he asked in a half growl. "Why, yes! My name is Cognitio by the way" Cognitio put a hoof over the stallion`s shoulders, whom shoved it away yet again. "Look. I`m just here to audition" he said flatly. Cognitio smiled, a blank stare on his face. "Uh my names Vin- I mean Springtrap. Uh..." Springtrap stared at Cognitios empty face. He seemed to be humming the cup song... "Oh dear, well look at the time. You can either come in and try out with whatever a voice you have, or you can scram" Cognitio glared at Springtrap, whom in return jumped back at the changed tone in voice... And attitude. "I, uh, i`m trying out?" Springtrap shrugged. Cognitio regained a blank stare, before he slumped his shoulders. "Fiiiiine. Fritz, we have another auditioner...." with that a bland dark blue stallion rushed towards them, stopping right before he could hit the two. "Im here!" Fritz gaped for air. He didnt seem very athletic. Springtrap grunted. The eye-patch bearing stallion rung a hoof over his shoulders. "Sooooo, why are you auditioning?" Cognitio asked lightly, though he expected an answer. "That`s my business, not yours" Springtrap growled. "Oh, but it is my business!" Cognitio chuckled, "i`m the manager, and I need to know your not trying to kill any pony" he focused a stare on Springtrap. The golden green pony stepped back, away from him. "N-no, im not" he stammered, "I just cant keep running, and I need a stationary spot that I can trust. One where I can check for the ponies whom want me dead. Is that good enough for you?" Springtrap snarled at the end. "I suppose that`s good enough for me" Cognitio studied String Play closely. "Follow Fritz, he`ll take you to the back room". Springtrap did as told, following the earth pony to a simple wooden door. "Here ya go" Fritz opened the door, in which they both trotted in. The room was a tiny, white space fit for a small daycare. A few empty seats stood in a corner of the room, facing a rather dark and shadowy area- probably where the auditioner would try out. "K, so you just go to that spot, "Fritz pointed to the exact same shadowy area, "and ill judge ya". Springtrap sighed before trotting over. "I honestly don`t get why Cognitio wants you to audition though. Last group he had he just threw out onto the stage". "Kinda wish he`d done that this time" Springtrap grunted. "Meh, too bad" Fritz shrugged, "whenever your ready start. I`ll be the spectator". The golden Green stallion trotted over to the shadowed spot. "I guess there`s no reason to wait". Springtrap thought for a second. "You have any Dubstep without vocals?" he asked, in which Fritz nodded. "Yeah, let me play one," the blue stallion stopped, "Uh, which one?". "Random". "`K". So... We`re all mangled here, eh?"So, he wants to catch that golden twin brat of his?" the shadowy Freddy Fazbear like pony asked the pale white mare next to him. "Yep. But there`s two of them. We need to go after one that apparently looks like him, just less damaged" she responded lightly. "So, what about that Golden bear then?". "We wait til he says to go. For now our only orders are to catch the other one". "Alright. Should we split up or..." he turned to the mare. "I think so, yeah. Itd increase our chances of finding him at least" she smiled a bit, her purple cheeks flashing red for a moment. The shadow didnt notice, instead leaping to the end of the hall they stood in. "Alright, i`ll take the stage area, you get the shops" he shot a competitive smile at the mare. "Okay. Just remember, the brat has a spirit chain on Springtrap, meaning he can`t get very far from him" she pitched in, before jumping to the spot beside the shadow. "Good, only makes it easier". "Hmph" they galloped out of the hallway, heading in different directions. The shadow found it easy to simply turn almost invisible, a small outline of his limbs and back the only thing see-able by normal ponies. The mare just slipped through the crowds of ponies, easily moving through the crowd. Her eyes danced along the crowds of ponies, as they landed on each one before moving on. "Ack! S-stay away!" a rather scared voice carried off through the concert, though it was drowned out by the many ponies there. A golden green stallion was dashing around a white mare, whom had bitten him several times. "Get back here, brat!" she spat as she lunged at him, nipping his ear before he could get away. "Heck no! Your trying to kill me!" the stallion growled hastily, as he ducked under her as she tried to catch him with a hoof. "I`m not gonna kill ya! I need to get you back to Springtrap!" she jumped back as he attempted to buck at her. "Springtrap? Who ever that is, i`m still not going!" he twisted his head to evade a swipe from the mare. "Would it help if I said you don`t have a choice?" she stopped shortly, awaiting an answer. "No" the stallion retorted, "how stupid are you to even think that?". The mare sighed, "You asked for it then". She dashed around him, as he attempted to block an attack from her. "Mangle, what`s gotten into you!?" he jumped backwards through the air, landing on all fours. "Nothing`s gotten into me!" she retaliated. "You were never like this! And even your looks are different!" he tried to reason with her. It was true, she no longer had the doll-like rosy cheeks. They were a shadowy purple, and both of her eyes contained the black with white pupil feature. There were other differences too, mostly everything pink being shadowed. "So? Im alive again, thats all that matters" she backed away from the stallion. He was utterly confused. "Wait, what do you mean, again?". Mangle`s bow she wore flashed pink for a second, before becoming purple again. "Look, Springy, you don`t understand" she shook her head before staring at him, an evil smile on her face, "that I can be most deceiving...". Two hooves suddenly wrapped around 'Springys' Neck, hefting him to his hooves. The legs were invisible... Until they shimmered into dark shadowy purple hooves, like the color of Mangles bow. "L-let me go!" Springy cried out. "Nope, your coming with us" a male shadow voice came from behind Bon Bon, as he was being choked by the stallion. "Hey!" a lighter, more cunning voice broke the act in place. At the end of the hall, a golden stallion bearing a top hat glared at Mangle and the shadow. "Let him go" Goldy growled as he slowly trotted towards the shadow. "And what would you do?" the shadow smirked. "Shadow Freddy, this is the other one we need" Mangle pointed to Goldy with her muzzle. "Hah! We can just get both of them now!" 'Shadow' laughed. Mangle nodded. "Get em, Mangle!" Shadow smirked, as he made sure to keep a hoof down so Bon Bon couldnt flee. Goldy stayed still as he awaited Mangle to attack. His back was still wounded, which had caused his front right leg to lose feeling again and again. Mangle lunged at him, in which he side stepped, before managed to buck her back left leg. She spun around and swung to attack him, catching his left ear before twisted her back to turn around. Goldy bit down on her one air-born paw, as she yelped in pain. "Cmon Mangle, Springtrap was able to get him!" Shadow growled. Mangle wasnt exactly winning much. Shed manage to cut half of Goldys right ear off, and get him a few more bloody scratches, but all in all, he was winning in the fight. Mangle jumped backwards, twisting a hoof as she landed on the ground. She yelped in pain, getting up slowly. He`d already almost broke her front left leg, even in the small amount of time spent fighting. Goldy was walking closer. Mangle`s pupils shrunk as far as they could, as she quickly limped away from him. Shadow grunted, as he placed a small spell chain on Springy. The golden stallion attempted to get away as Shadow left, to find a slightly visible purple chain connected to his front right hoof. "I`m going to have to beat you myself then" Shadow sighed. Goldy laughed to himself. "I don`t think so". Shadow became what would have been invisible. Goldy closed his eyes, before opening them and glancing around. A whir of air brushed against his back left leg, in which he quickly brought up. He kicked Shadow, whom fell back. The bare outline was hardly visible, but Goldy used it as best he could. Shadow lunged at him, in which sucked, getting hit in the back by Shadows back hooves. Goldy bucked in the direction of where he would have landed. His hooves hit nothing, raising a bit of concern. Shadow bucked Goldys jaw, and the golden stallion fell back near Springy, barely landing on his hooves. He could see Shadow lunging at him, and so he pretended to look away. That is until he twisted around a buck the outline of Shadow in the face. The dark stallion lost his grip on the shadow magic as he fell back onto the ground. The stallion slowly got up, gasping for air. "I said... Stay back" Goldy spat as he side stepped near Springy. The golden green stallion did nothing. "Dear Luna, how`d Springtrap kill you?!" Shadow retorted once he was standing up, as he wiped off his now bloody nose. Mangle stepped towards Springy. "Hey, do you WANT to die?!" Goldy growled. "Hand him over, and you`ll live" Mangle stated firmly. "You really think your in a position to threat me?" Goldy laughed. Shadow stepped forward too. Mangle made a run for Springy, but Goldy quickly side-stepped once more, in front of the downed pony. He arched his back, glaring daringly at both of the now halted attackers. Mangle sighed. "You win for now, "she glanced at Shadow, "but we`ll be back". The two nodded and galloped off, leaving Goldy with the golden green stallion beside him. "Get up" was all Goldy said. the stallion did as told, jumping to his feet. "W-What`s going on?!" Springy cried. Goldy snorted. "Your not Springtrap...?". "God, who the heck is that? What do I look like him or something?". "Yeah. You could it put it like that. Who were they" Goldy demanded. "Shadow, and... Mangle. She`s not acting normal!" Springy growled. "You mean the shadowy pieces of her?" Goldy guessed. "Not only that. She said she`s alive- again". The two looked down. "How did you come back though? Were you another child? But that`s impossible..." Goldy tilted his head at Springy. "I was never alive, if that helps. Thats why im so confused. Your not acting right either" Springy sniffed. "What`s that supposed to mean?" Goldy stepped back. What was presumed to be Spring Bonnie, stood at about a half foot shorter than Goldy. "Well, its everything. You didnt recognize me, you`ve never had those evil looking eyes... No offense, but your just... Not you, Fredbear" Springy looked up at Goldy, whom nodded. He understood what Springy meant now. "Thats because im not Fredbear", he thought of how to explain it- and went with just saying it," I was called Goldy, and I was killed. Me and my brother. We possessed the two Freddy suits, mine being Fredbear". Now it was time for Springy to be confused. "Wait wait wait", he put up a hoof," you died? But you came back?!". "At night, yes. We roamed the halls for five years, before String Play... Brought us back to literal life". "So, who`s this String Play?" Springy got to his hooves. "Some pony you DON`T want to meet" Goldy sighed, before trotting to the edge of the hallway. He turned around slightly as he awaited Springy to follow him. Springy trotted towards him, as Goldy turned and began to walk away. "We should take you back to the 'camp', as I call it" he stated. Springy nodded. "Who`s there?" he asked in curiosity. "There`s Bonnie, Freddy, Chica, and Foxy. Along with Vincent..." Goldy said in a hushed whisper. "... And who`s Vincent?" Springy asked. "Well to put it one way, he died in your spring lock suit". ".....Oh". Author's Note I managed to make a whole chapter of just this... Consider the next chapter the second part to this one~ Shadowling"Springtrap! Where are you?!" Mangle rushed up to the stairs leading backstage. "Springtrap! I have important news!" a yellow stallion stepped in front of her. She skidded to a halt, before shrugging and swiftly evading him to the right. She continued to run, ignoring the pleas to stop from that pony. Springtrap placed a hoof in front of the blur of Mangle, and she toppled over her hooves as her neck hit his hoof. "What is it?" Springtrap asked hastily. "It`s about Spring Bonnie. Golden Freddy stopped us, he-" "He WHAT?! That %^&*@! Wheres Shadow?!" Springtrap demanded. (yeah theres now cussing, but i`m now just 'blocking' it with those symbol things). "He should be here any second now, sir..." Mangle shrunk back, her half fox half pony tail swishing back and forth. "Good, I may have found a way to keep us all safe while we can look out for them.... Goldy`ll pay for that" Springtrap snarled. Cognitio bound up to the two ponies, accompanied by a dark, shadowy colored stallion. "Shadow, good. How in Sithis` name did you let Golden butt get away?!" Springtrap stepped towards the shrinking Pony. Cognitio interrupted the small act, his face grim. "If you don`t wanna let every pony know about that shadowy magic of yours, I suggest you stop" he whispered hastily, where only Springtrap could hear him. The golden green pony stepped back, though he growled a few curses under his breath. "Good, now... Your supposed to go up next, Springtrap... But..." Cognitio looked at the other two ponies. They gave off the same dark energy, though that white mare did seem to have a more 'fake' aura than the other two. That shadowy one was pure magic. Springtrap was... Half and half... "You know what? Your all going up in ten minutes. Let a few ponies go, so you can get ready". "Wait. WHAT?!" Mangle was took back. "Yes, any questions?" Cognitio, shrugged- not waiting for any pony to object before galloping off at a swift pace. Springtrap was deadpanning the situation.... "Oh for *&$%s sake! CMON!" he growled out loud. Shadow was silently sighing out a few curses as well.... Mangle looked ready to faint. "He`s NOT forcing me to... No. Just no" Mangle sat on her haunches, looking ready to object. "Yes you are" Springtrap nudged her with a hoof. "W-what?! I- er... Fine...." Mangle growled under her breath. "Plus, that puppet pony and a few others have to play. I heard from that Cognitio fellow that he entered the others that weren`t in his small.... Band" Springtrap sneered. Shadow managed a small laugh, but it soon faded. "How are we gonna do this with out being seen by them?!" He asked hastily, worry turning his throat dry. "They wouldn`t DARE attack us out in the open, now would they?" Springtrap offered. "... You have a point there" Mangle huffed. "Uh... Heh, guys...?" Goldy slowly trotted around to the stage- he`d been told to meet back there. "Lad, yer back!" Foxy rushed over to him, but of course skidded to a halt at the pony behind him. "Er... There`s a Golden, ya know, murderer behind ye..." Goldy face-hoofed. "Its not Springtrap. Trust me. First off, hes too small. And second, 'Springy' is WAY too off" he kicked Springy with his back hoof, forcing the stallion forward. "Uh... Hi?" he sheepishly smiled. "And too shy" Foxy added. "Let`s go, we need to make sure every pony knows who you are before they try and kill you" Goldy stated. Springy nodded hastily, galloping backstage. ... He was met with a tackle. "What are you doing?!" Chica pinned the poor pony to the ground, whom shrunk back as far as he could. "Chica! It`s not Springtrap! Let him go!" Goldy barked, and the yellow pony quickly got off, though she eyed Springy suspiciously. "He looks like em. Hes golden and has those weird eyes...". "I`m Springy. An animatronic Bunny. Er, live pony...?" he suggested. "How is he alive?" Chica mouthed out, as she pointed a hoof at Springy. Goldy sighed. "Ill explain once every ponys seen him, lets just hope hes not dead by then". "Alright, so you r-ready?" Bonnie asked nervously. "Are you nervous?! You were forced to perform in front of fillies for five freaking years!" Vincent retorted, then shrunk back. "Yeah, because of ye. And we werent performing. Those programs were. And they arent here to help us now" Foxy pitched in. "Well, your not gonna sing a stupid child`s song, now are you?" Vincent teased. "He`s right about that" Goldy smiled. Chica, Freddy, and String Play were getting ready to perform. Then it was them. "... Er..." Foxy looked back at the three ponies whom just left for the stage. He also glanced at Goldy. Springy wasnt in sight. The fox pony began to whisper in Goldys ear. "Ye haven`t introduced Vincent and Springy have ye?" he asked cautiously, expecting a no. "No". "Good". "So, you are all now forced to sing again?" a regal voice asked, making Foxy and Bonnie jump. "GOD DANG WOMAN!" Bonnie cried out as he recovered. "What? Did I scare you?" Celestia laughed slightly. "... Hmph. Well yes, String Play has now forced us to sing again" Bonnie snorted. "I can`t even sing! What the %^&* does he want me to do?!" Vincent complained out loud. "The puppet is making you sing. That`s that" Goldy smirked. Vincent could only sigh. "Hey, " Bonnie nudged Foxy, "Their starting". "Ugh... You ready?" Chica sighed. String Play joined in on the sigh. "Yeah.... Hey, at least we can share the pain" he looked at the others before snickering a little. "I guess" was all Freddy said. "Whelp. We`d better start" Chica gulped. "What are we playing now?" Freddy asked String Play silently. The black and white puppet pony glared at him. "You forgot the name of it again?!" he retorted. "Heh, never mind. Let`s just start..." they looked to their instruments. "Yeah. Let`s get this over with" Chica grumbled. Freddy- singer String Play- instrumental/ night guard. Chica- dubstep bell part . Foxy was laughing his flank off. "S-shut up!" Freddy shoved him back, causing the fox pony to laugh even more. "Yer v-voice though..." Foxy managed to get out before laughing even further. "Your up, fox pup" Freddy growled before trotting off. Bonnie let out a few muffled laughs. "I don`t know, String Play was a bit funny too..." he pitched in. "SHUT UP!!!" a bark was heard from some room backstage, belonging to String Play. As the four ponies entered the front stage, another stallion was just joining to crowd. Goldy and Vincent noticed him, Vincent being disgusted by the guard outfit. Goldy nudged Bonnie, whom stopped to look too. "Hey, isn`t that... H-he looks like Badge Gleam!" Bonnie perked up. "Yeah... Hes the night guard now" Goldy sighed. He had a feeling Badge Gleam wouldnt exactly be at this concert for long. For a good reason, too. "Whelp, i`m ready. You?" Vincent asked. "Well, as much as i`ll ever be" Bonnie grunted. "Good. Eh, Goldy, is the spell working?" he asked with a slight tilt of his head. "Should be. Celestia is the equivalent of an arch-mage" Goldy replied smoothly. "Hope so. Or else this`ll sound weird..." Vincent shook his head. "Aye, lad, I have a question before we start" Foxy nudged Goldy, whom perked up. "Yeah?" was his response. "What..., "Foxy held up a metal triangle, "is this?". Cue face-hoof. Vincent- Singer Goldy- dubstep piano Bonnie- background voice Foxy- triangle.... "That was awful" Vincent complained as he rubbed his throat. "I thought we did good! And at least the spell worked" Bonnie pointed out. "Yeah, or else we`d of been doomed" Goldy pitched in. "... I guess your right. But still, i don`t get why WE have to go up there too" Vincent replied. "Because he has to, and therefore so do we" Foxy growled. "Did you see Badge Gleam though? He didn't leave..." Goldy sighed. "Wait, I did see him! He was heading towards the backstage, I think- " Bonnie stopped. He turned towards the entrance, at the top of the stairs. Badge Gleam was standing there, awe and horror plastered across his muzzle. "It`s our turn" Mangle noted. Shadow nodded. "That puppet pony already knows of our presence. I doubt those other ones do though". "Most likely. You ready?". "Let's hope so. WE of all ponies can't afford to lose this. Not when we've finally got a safe place" Shadow snickered. Springtrap came up from behind them. "What have I got us into..." he mumbled half to himself. "Lets just get this over with" Mangle sighed, heading out towards the stage. "..." Shadow made no reply, and nor did Springtrap, as they followed her. Springtrap- singer Shadow- background voice Mangle- dubstep piano~ Author's Note And yet we end with another song!!! you probably hate this chapter don't you.... I don't like this chapter much, but I swear. I can imagine Vincent singing ' you can`t escape me' right now... Ahem, hope you liked the chapter though. The next one should be good!!! I'm so sorry, I forgot the chapter art! Here it is- I can imagine the scene play out like that~ Um.... I don't know when this story`ll ever end... Skittle? TruceSpringtrap and String Play only glared at each other. The whole room seemed stiff, even Shadow and Vincent tensing up. The former two said nothing, only stared daringly at each other- a seemingly silent taunt to attack.] Finally, Freddy spoke up. "Eh, String Play. What are you doing?" he stammered. Nopony wanted to talk to that puppet pony- mainly because they were scared to do so. Springtrap slowly edged away from the black and white pony. "Were safe here, at least" he snickered. A few employees had gathered around the small group. "Not for long. The moment your away from another pony, your dead". Bonnie of course still had an eye on Badge Gleam, whom seemed frozen. Twilight had rushed up beside him, and was standing their too- but with confusion on her muzzle instead of horror. String Play twisted his head to look see what had caught Bonnie's eyes, letting out a snort as he laid his eyes upon more imbeciles. Badge Gleam tilted his head to one side slightly. "H-How are you... A-Alive..." His voice came out in a choke, as he began to silently hyperventilate. Goldy could only give off a sheepish smile. "Eh, uh... Badge Gleam....?" He raised a hoof slightly, but let it hang more or less limp- in an attempt to calm what he would suspect to be a scream. "How do you know my name?! How are you alive! You killer robots!" Badge Gleam began to kick into panic mode. "No! We're not them! I mean, well, we were, but..." Chica trailed off. Badge Gleam had stopped, and now awaiting a hopefully calming explanation. Twilight was awaiting it too, as she kept an eye on Badge Gleam- in case he decided to run. "Oh, you want me to tell you how- uh, o-okay" Chica stammered sheepishly. Freddy sighed. "Here's what happened, "he began, "... First, let me tell who we are". Badge Gleam kept a straight face. "Your Freddy Fazbear..." an eye twitched. "Well, yes, but no" Freddy sighed. "..." Badge Gleam twirled a hoof for him to go on. "Right. We're- i'm, Cocoa Song". Badge Gleam's left eye twitched again. "... No..." he barely made a sound, "You- they- died..." his eyes teared up. "But it is us! It's me, Cake Flower!" Chica pitched in. "NO! Prove it!" Badge Gleam cried out- attracting more unwanted attention. Springtrap had since then left, as String Play pointed out- disgusted. "It is us" he spat at Badge Gleam, "and it's still me, String Play" he glared at the security pony. "You don't act like he did". "Well, five years can do that to you!" String Play retorted- half like a filly. "It's me, lad. Crimson Fur" Foxy stepped forth, sadness filling his eyes. Badge Gleam could only stare for the longest time. His mouth parted at last to speak, but only a few dry words came out. "...No... You died... You got killed..." he stepped back slightly. Twilight could only sigh, as she let her right wing fall out- blocking him from fleeing. This time it was Vincent who talked. "Yes, your right. I killed them" he sighed, his one black eye catching Badge Gleam off guard- but not as much as what he'd just said. "That's impossible! I was told the murderer got caught!" Badge Gleam argued back. Everypony tilted their heads, including String Play. "You were what?!" Vincent gaped. "Yeah! I was! He's in prison! Not- not here!" Badge Gleam exclaimed. "They must've caught the wrong pony" Vincent half laughed to himself. "Must've. But if your the killer... Then you should be behind bars" Badge Gleam pointed out. "Well, I was behind a whole bunch of crossbeams and wires for five years..." Vincent smirked. Badge Gleam could only stare in confusion. "Never mind that," Freddy shook his head, "do you believe us?". "I don't know. Your just freaks, from my point of view. Freaks who want to ruin my life" Badge Gleam snorted, taking notice he couldn't leave due to Twilight. Bonnie leaned over and whispered something into Freddy's ear. The brown pony nodded, and looked back at Badge Gleam. "We'll prove it. You begin the night shift in about ten minutes, right? We'll leave after the next song" he concluded, not really allowing Badge Gleam to argue. And, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't help feeling relieved that his shift wouldn't be done alone. "Alright" Badge Gleam shrugged as he trotted up to the front door of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, "you can come in. But don't let anypony see you. Sithis knows the trouble i'll be in if i'm caught allowing anypony in at night, and Twilight? Your coming too, please" the purple alicorn nodded and trotted in. She seemes to trust these characteristic ponies completely, which was a bit unsettling to Badge Gleam. But he worked on keeping his cool. Not only was it that they talked about being the dead children and all, along with twilight's large amount of trust, but it was two other things too. That puppet pony wouldn't stop glaring at EVERYTHING. Especially Badge Gleam. But it was... Their aura. Each of those shady ponies emanated an unsettling amount of dark magic, the most coming from 'String Play'. He made sure to stay a bit away from each one- mainly the puppet. They could destroy his disguise. And if that happened, he could be killed. His spine shivered, the hard changeling shell underneath trembling slightly. The thought of being discovered and/or covered in that bile magic made Badge Gleam's skin crawl. They continued into the dining area. Freddy couldn't help but glare at his robotic counter part, Chica just sighing at the sight of their deadly prisons. "The shift's started" Badge Gleam shifted upon his hooves uneasily. "Right. Lets get to the office then. Don't want to wait for me- it" Bonnie laughed nervously as he made his way down the left hall. The others did the same, though Badge gleam was speed trotting there, fear making his hooves buzz. The phone had already begun ringing once everypony was inside. Well... It was cramped of course. The call went on for a while. "You know he died, right?" Goldy nudged Badge Gleam. "Uh... No, I didn't. And I didn't need to know that..." he edged away from the pony. String Play sighed, as he stepped towards the door. "Where are you going?!" Badge piped up, his face twisting into that of fear. "I'm not gonna stay in this blood wretched office" the puppet pony snorted, before walking out into the hall, "plus, if any dumb hunks of metal come at me, consider them gone". "Uh, as long as I don't get fired..." Badge Gleam silently sighed to himself, before pulling up his monitor. The animatronic Bonnie had already moved to the parts room. Along with Chica, though she was clanging around in the kitchen. "If you're so sure of yourselves," Badge Gleam sent a glare to the 'living' versions of the animtronics, "then you'll know where their going to next". Freddy nodded. "My character shouldn't leave for a while. Depends on the night. If I do, it won't be til a bit later". Badge Gleam stood back, a bit astonished. "Uh, next?". "I'll be here soon, though by the looks of it, String Play might just stop my character... Check the closet every so often" Bonnie pitched in an answer. "...Well, you know a lot about this. I..." Badge Gleam sighed "Meh, never mind". The others all shared confused glances before shrugging it off. "Hey, anyone else come back? I mean, like those other ponies before" Badge Gleam asked. Foxy answered him. "Aye, lad. Twas Mangle, and Shadow. And... Springtrap" he lowered his head. "I'm guessing that was the golden one?". "Aye". "Your peeking out of the cove". "WHAT?!" Foxy swung his head up. "I mean, um, it is? Er, your non-living form!" Badge Gleam quickly rephrased his sentence. String Play called over his shoulder to the others. "I think I'll go take a look around this place" String Play muttered before trotting off- without a single glance moment spared for the other's consent. Freddy spared a glance at Bonnie, and the purple pony stealthily snuck out of the office. "I'll keep an eye on him" he muttered before leaving their sight. "Okay... So we have two ponies who're gonna die tonight" Badge Gleam shook his head as he checked other screens- including Pirate's cove. "Make that three," Chica smirked before walking off. "Are you all idiots?!" Badge Gleam cried out. "No," Chica popped her head through the office doorway, "I'm just hungry". Author's Note this chapter took a while- sorry! BUT, I won't be working on the story itself for a while either. I'm more focused on reading than writing right now... And... Yeah. If you've read a New world a new way- then you know it'll be a while. Sandwich? We're all idiots with insect friends"We need to devise a plan" was the first thing Celestia stated. Apple Jack- and orange earth pony, shot her a confused look, and as did every pony in the room besides Fluttershy. "You heard the news about the murder five years ago, right?". "Yeah" Rainbow Dash muttered, as she scraped a hoof along the ground. "Well... The culprit that had been caught was innocent" Celestia stated, "Actually, he was sent to jail without my consent, in truth". "And what does that have to do with us?" Rarity, an albino unicorn with a rich purple mane asked, confused. "Well... Those children are alive again. As... What looks like the animatronics from Freddy Fazbear's pizza". Rainbow Dash fell on the floor. "Hah! Nice one!" Apple Jack shot her a glare. "I'm being serious" Celestia muttered a growl. "Oh really? Prove it" Rainbow Dash got up and rolled her hoof. "I will," Celestia assured her, "When we're ready". "How would we prepare then? And why in the middle of the night?!" Rarity burst out. "It's urgent" Celestia stated. "Alright," Rainbow sighed, "Just tell me what's going on". While Celestia explained the whole situation, she was brought with murmurs of confusion and disbelief. "So," Apple Jack sighed, "Kids came back to life as those funky robots from Freddy Fazbear's pizza" she earned a nod from Celestia. "Ah'll believe when I see it" she mumbled. Everyone eventually agreed with her- how was something like that even possible?! "Look," Fluttershy stammered, "Celestia's t-telling the truth. I saw th-them". "Uh huh" Rainbow muttered. Finally, Celestia let out a long sigh before speaking again. "I'll show you if I have to" she had a face full of determination. "Well, if you say so" Pinkie Pie giggled. "When will you show us?" Rarity asked. "Tomorrow at dawn. Then we must get Twilight Sparkle devise a plan" Celestia explained. "Okay," Pinkie Pie replied, "uh, a plan to do what?". "I'm actually not quite sure yet" Celestia sighed. "Chica's at the left door!" Badge Gleam exclaimed, flailing his arms about. Foxy just sighed, as he pushed the door button- causing a metal wall to close in the yellow pony's face. "If ye act like that every night, you'll die before long" he muttered to himself. "Foxy's got a point there. How are you even still alive?" Freddy tilted his head to one side. "Well... When there aren't living versions of killer animatronics standing behind me, it tends to be easier" Badge mumbled. "By the way, where's that puppet pony at anyways?" he asked, as he checked the cameras. "I haven't seen him on any of the cameras," Vincent pitched in, "Want me to check?". "I don't know, lad, "Foxy replied, "I may not have seen our lifeless forms react ta us, but that doesn't mean you're safe". "Well... I was stuck as one for a while. Doesn't that classify me as an undead animtronic to them? Considering I AM also a ghost and all". "You were stabbed before" Freddy muttered. "Look, guys," Springy spoke up, his form tiny compared to the others, "What the heck are you talking about?". "Right...", "Goldy face-hoofed, "There was that incident. It wasn't just me and my brother who were killed," he glanced around the others, seeing their shifting hooves immediately. "Perhaps we should speak of it later" Goldy offered, deciding not to go into detail about the killer's death. "You keep acting like I'm a child, "Springy huffed, "But fine. Since surviving is a bigger concern". "As we were saying," Vincent continued, casting a glare at Springy, "I'm gonna go see if puppet brain's still in this dump". Before any pony could answer, he trotted out the left door. "If you need an excuse, guard poor Badge Gleam" he quickly added over his shoulder as he disappeared. Springy sighed. "So, he hates me, I take it?". "eh... Yeah" Freddy glanced around. Twilight looked over the camera. "Well, it seems Bonnie isn't affected by... Er, Bonnie" she attempted to calm the subject. "where is that dumb puppet?!" String Play growled as he shoved yet another box across the room. He'd succeeded in finding nothing that even simply suggested the previous pizzeria, not even a poster or trademark. Bonnie stood at the doorway of the party room, carefully watching String's every movement. He was covered by the shadows that deepened behind the door frame, the light barely hitting his mane. So far, String Play had been kicking around the boxes in the parts room, looking for some sign of the puppet. But to no avail- even a simple gesture that any of the toy animatronics existed was un-evident. "C'mon..." String Play kicked another box, labeled trash. It slammed into another box, hitting the wall before falling into a heap of empty Freddy heads. A small clang echoed off of the room afterwards. A small brown mask rolled on it's side, until hitting String Play's hoof. The mask fell, a rythm of small clanks against the dry bloody tile. String Play glared down at it as it finally stopped. That frown slowly became a large grin, stretching over his face like a mad mare. Author's Note I know this chapter took a while, and since I need to get onto another chapter, like now, I'm gonna go ahead and submit it at exactly 1,000 words. Sorry about the cut of about 500 words, but I'll try to make up for that soon. As for the chapter art, here you go- you have a plan, right?"It's been a while" Twilight muttered as she glanced around the cameras. "I know. Bonnie should've been back by now" Freddy replied absently. "Maybe he got killed?" Badge Gleam smiled sheepishly, "we haven't been attacked yet". "Shut up" Goldy growled. "Look, it's almost six," Badge Gleam checked the monitor's time, "I'm leaving once my shift is done". "And leave us behind to look for our friends?" Freddy narrowed his eyes at the guard. "With or without you" Badge glared at him, before shrugging it off. "Besides, who would want animatronic impostors hanging around them" he commented coolly. "Hey! We're not impostors!" Freddy protested. "At least I know I'm not" Springy muttered with a glance at Badge Gleam. "Look, guys, calm down. We'll get your friends before we leave, just in case" Twilight stepped between the two ponies, stilling the air. The two glared at each other for a moment longer, before looking their own ways. "Dear Celestia, can no pony get along?" Twilight sighed. Goldy did the same. "Not really. Having your murderer on the loose isn't exactly comforting" he kept his head down. "Sorry, just a little jumpy," Twilight glanced around outside the left hall, "and paranoid, with all these killer-" she stopped short as she realized what she was saying. "It's okay" Goldy replied, "once we destroy Springtrap, you won't have to worry about this. Or us". Twilight didn't reply, only stared for a long moment, before looking off into the distance. Bonnie watched in silent horror as String Play levitated the mask a few inches from his muzzle. He was examining it, clearly plotting something with the devious look in his pinprick eyes. String Play moved the mask around, glancing where it had rolled out, and after seeing nothing out of ordinary, turned back to the mask. It was a light brown, more tan than anything, with two rosy cheeks painted on it. Two bright eyes stood out with fake white dots to serve as the light reflecting off of it. The muzzle had a brown tip on it, and it was pulled back into an infinite smile. "Hah, finally" String Play muttered proudly as he raised the mask over his head to reflect the light off of it's dusty surface. Bonnie leaned forward, listening intently. "Now I need those other toy things" he muttered to himself before sighing, "but I won't find them, not tonight at least". His right ear twitched, and he sent a daring glare at the doorway. Bonnie quickly ducked behind the wall. After hearing String Play shrug and sigh, he peeked around the corner to listen again. String Play quickly cast a small bit of magic onto the mask, before placing it across the room on a dusty shelf. He turned to the door. As soon as he placed a hoof towards it, Bonnie twisted around and began to make a fast pace towards the left hallway. (Or right, considering it's the left on the camera but right to him) He could hear String Play leave the parts room, and in a quick second, Bonnie swerved around one of the tables, ducking down behind it. He couldn't let String Play see him. Who knew what he would do if it came to that. He spotted a purple outline faintly glowing from the stage lights. "Vincent!" Bonnie shouted in a loud whisper. The purple stallion stopped, and gave a confused look at the crouching pony. Bonnie sighed, "just get down here!". Vincent didn't budge, or at least not until he saw String Play. "What did you do?" Vincent asked as he bent down beside the table in front of Bonnie. "I didn't DO anything" Bonnie snapped, exchanging a worried glance around to make sure String Play hadn't heard them. The black puppet pony was still, listening around. Maybe for the animatronics, maybe for them. "I had followed String Play all the way up to parts room, and was listening in-" "So you stalked him" Vincent interrupted flatly. Bonnie glared at him for a second before continuing in a rushed tone, "he was looking for something. And apparently- he found it". "Well, what is it?!" Vincent urged him to continue. "A Balloon Boy mask". Vincent didn't respond, clearly contemplating why he would want a mask from the old animatronics. Bonnie waited in silence, keeping watch for String Play. The puppet pony had begun to leave for the office again, but he took his time, traveling at a slow gait. Vincent suddenly perked up, his eyes wide. (or his pinprick eyes shrunk) "I think I know what he's doing" his voice was rushed and urgent. "Okay then, what do you think of it?" Bonnie asked, unconvinced. "I'm not completely sure, but it has to do with you guys for sure". Bonnie tapped his chin, before sighing. "I don't get it". "What I mean is, he might be trying to do something with the mask. Uh, I don't know, maybe dark magic stuff?" Vincent suggested. Bonnie stared for a long moment, before slowly nodding. "You may be right" he looked back at the hallway, to find that String Play was trotting down it, not yet at the door from what he could hear. "We should go now, before String Play reaches the office" the two nodded and got up, quickly galloping down the right hallway. The tile didn't help in covering their hooftaps. As they neared the door, Vincent heard a few hard clangs behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, he could see Chica, glaring at them. She moved forward, her vision now centered only on Vincent. Chica began to dart after them, clanging loudly on her way. "I thought you said you wouldn't be noticed!" Bonnie asked hastily. "I didn't think I would be! I found Freddy, but he seemed focused on getting to the girls bathroom" Vincent exclaimed worriedly, but sighed as he went over what he said. The two turned into the office, Chica gaining speed quickly. Bonnie twisted around and slammed the door shut. "What was that about?" Twilight tilted her head at the two, one panting in exhaustion while the other glanced around nervously. "Where's String Play?" Bonnie whispered. "Right here" the puppet pony stepped into the office, glaring at the two suspiciously. A long, still silence hung in the room. After a minute or so of staring, Twilight decided to break the friction between them. "Glad every pony's okay!" he smiled sheepishly, earning a glare from String Play and a sigh from Bonnie. A small beeping sound came from the office desk as Badge Gleam suddenly jumped from his chair. "Hah! It's six AM!" his smile was wide and mad, as if he'd just gone yandere. The ponies watched as he pranced to the iron door to the right, ready to leave. "You have all your friends so I'm just gonna-" "We're missing one" Freddy interrupted him silently. Badge Gleam stopped short in his excitement, staring wide eyed at them. "What?" He finally asked. "She should be in the kitchen" Twilight pointed out, " she did say she was hungry or something earlier". Badge Gleam let out a small sigh. "Let's go" he whispered. He was quivering with the anticipation to leave, but forced himself to the rear of the group as they left the office. The animatronics were all on stage, Pirate's cove curtain was shut; it seemed as if the whole night had never happened. The only difference throughout the almost vacant pizzeria was the small clanging sounds from the kitchen. And with that, just as the first of the group stepped into the party room, the movement of pots and pans dispersed immediately. Chica practically jumped out of the kitchen and onto Freddy and Bonnie, her face giving away nothing but excitement. "I heard it's six AM!" she smiled as she jumped up. "You heard me from in there?" Badge Gleam suggested, earning a large nod from Chica. "Why, "Bonnie evaded a hug from Chica, "are you so hyper?". "Well, I came in here to find Chica playingwiththepotsandpanssoIdecidedtojoinherandthenshefinallyleftsoIlookedthroughallthecuboardsforpizzadoughuntilIrememberedtheywereinthepantrysoIgrabbedthatandbegantocookitandallwhilefindingseasoningandstufftoputonit, "Chica gasped for air, "Ifoundplentyofpeepporoniandcheeseandsomeothersaucethatdidn'thaveaname.OOh!Ialsofoundthisbagofcandyyousee.SoIputitinthepizzaandittastesamazing!Chicacamebackandtriedtoeatitbutofcoursethatdidn'tworkoutsinceshe'snotsupposedtoeatanythingsosheleftandIthoughtyouguysmightlikesomecauseitmakesyouSUUUUPERhyper!" it ended with everyone just blinking at Chica as if she was mad. "...What?" she tilted her head to one side. "Nevermind," Vincent shook his head, "Let's get going". Springy followed him, and with a shrug so did Chica. The group all left the building, with String play giving a final glance at the parts room before exiting with them. Twilight had decided to part ways with the group for the day, and considering Badge Gleam still didn't believe their story, was currently studying a magic sample she'd contained from String Play during the night shift. "If I can just prove to him..." Twilight mumbled to herself as she fiddled with the everlasting shadowy wisps from the ball of magic. This wasn't any type of magic she'd seen before- bearing a similar but not exact resemblance to Sombra's. It seemed to almost have a mind of its own, as it kept retracting when light was put on it, and wouldn't stop trying to worm its way to Twilight. She could barely part the ball of magic, and every time she did, it would simply reattach it's self like a stick of goo. Twilight levitated a knife and a small cutting board to the desk she worked at. Using the knife, she cut into the magic, and then pulled it apart with her magic. Straining to keep it separated, she quickly replaced the empty space with the cutting board. The magic immediately tried to stick together again, by when it found the large wall-like object in its way, both sides moved to one end of the board. They conjoined there, and the magic on the right side slithered across to move around the board. It did have a mind of its own, Twilight knew that by now. But she found it odd that it made no attempt to get back to its owner, much less to even fly. It stuck to its ground like a shadow, unable to jump, only to climb. "What kind of magic is this?" Twilight asked herself. The shadowy wisps inched towards her, in which she swatted them away. She was about to give it up then and there, just get some sleep and deal with it later, until her front doors swung open. "TWILIGHT!!!" Author's Note Hi'a readers! Sorry about that awkward space thing where Chica was talking. I can't fix it~ Um, I don't exactly have chapter art, since I'm REAAAAALLY busy, and the next chapter may not be up for a while. I don't know when that while will come around, but it'll be a while. Perhaps during November. Definitely then. Some time. Heh.... Cracker?
Five years of pain"So, Spike, do you think Celestia`s mad with me?" A purple alicorn, known as Twilight Sparkle, asked sheepishly. Spike gave her an odd glance. "Of course she won`t be mad, Twilight, calm down" He shrugged as he handed her a rolled up parchment. It was leathery to the touch, and had a small red ribbon tied around the middle. Carefully, and with her head held back, Twilight slowly undid the ribbon with her magic. The paper rolled out into a mostly flat expanse, but there were still slight curves on the ends. "Are you sure she won`t be mad?" Twilight asked again. Spike stared at her, one eyebrow raised. "Twilight, don`t worry" he patted her leg, before waiting for her to read the letters on the paper. The purple pony thought back to the letter she`d sent her mentor. It was more or less hastily written, but passed over a basic and more... Saddening, message. 'Dear Celestia, I need to tell you something. Something that happened five years ago. I found this colt, he said his name was Jacob or... I ended up calling him String Play. Yeah. His name was String Play. I didn`t believe him at first, but he said he was dead, that he needed to save himself and five other foals. The days passed, and another colt came along. And then- he was killed. String Play had said that that was himself. That he had been killed. And after a few more days... Please don`t be mad... The other five were killed. They were murdered. I could have stopped it... But I didn`t. I fell for the killer`s tricks. In the end, the murderer was brought to an end, by the hooves of the souls of the children- and String Play. The parents said goodbye... And, then the children... Vanished. Im so sorry, princess. Please forgive me for not telling you. Please dont be mad. -your saddened student, Twilight. The princess sighed, collecting her cool. Her feathers ruffled with anticipation. Celestia was probably going to hate her, but it was alright. Everything would be alright. "She`s gonna hate me" Twilight squeaked before she began to read the reply from her mentor. 'Dear Twilight, I... Understand. Events of most unnatural circumstances can take hold in Equestria, and I see that you have come across one of those. I am dearly sorry you had to go through this, dear Twilight. Do not worry, I am not mad in the slightest. But I am, worried. As to be of, about this colt you`d discovered. I fear of his knowledge, though, that may be of no... concern anymore. Sadly. Twilight, I am only proud of you. That you were brave enough to tell me of this. Thank you, my dear student. -Your mentor, Celestia. Twilight stared at the parchment. A sigh of relief escaped her muzzle, as she rolled the paper up and placed on glass coffee table next to her. "Thank Luna, she`s not mad" The purple alicorn sat down on a soft red sofa, which was velvety to the touch. Twilight slumped against the cushions, their softness soothing away some of her trembling. Spike came in, and handed her a cup of coffee, which she gladly took and enveloped with her magic. The small purple dragon took to sitting by Twilight. "Eh, why wasn`t I allowed to write out that one letter?" he asked, eyebrows moved to different degrees. Twilight put the white cup she was holding on a small crystal bench. It glittered and reflected light from all angles lighting up the room more than it already was. "It wasn`t, say, quite appropriate for a child" Twilight muttered in response. Her friend was now even more confused. "Well, what was it about?" Spike asked her. She knew he was trying to worm his way through to her. When she didn`t answer, he nudged her lightly. "Please tell me? Just what it was about?". "F-fine. It was about Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza" Twilight sighed. Of course that only raised the confusion to higher levels with Spike. "Wait. That kids place? Uh, Twilight, that makes exactly no sense" Spike stated. Twilight gave her self a weak smile as she faced him again. She placed a hoof on his leg. "You know that incident that took place about five years ago?" she asked. The green spiked dragon could only nod. "Good. Well, it had to do with that" she finished. Her cup was levitated up to her again, which she drank from. "Oh" was all Spike could say. Twilight Sparkle got up, and handed her now empty cup to Spike. "I have somewhere I need to go, " she said while stretching, "I`ll be back in a few hours". Spike nodded. "Yeah, but why do you keep going there, every week?" He asked as he got up to go clean the cup out. "Because... Of memories" Twilight ruffled her feathers, and gave out a long sigh. "Well, bye!" she said as she galloped to a large door-frame. it led out to a hemisphere shaped balcony, lined with foot tall golden rimming. In one quick leap, she jumped over the small rail, and into the sky. Her purple wings automatically rose and bent, cutting through the wind with ease. Twilight enjoyed flying, yes, but it still scared her. The high paced winds could be annoying, and often made her tumble into different air currents. But that fear was a small one. One that was still fading, but seemed more distant than even the fear of losing an old book. Soon, a building came into view. It was small, to say the least, but was defined by a bit of muck and vines. As Twilight grew closer to the building, she turned and began heading to the front, where a large sign stood above a glass door-frame. The alicorn landed with ease on the soft yet prickly grass, and began to make her way towards the door. You could hear children`s screams from the inside, and laughter, along with a few other mechanical voices. As Twilight entered, she could see all the fillies and colts playing and tumbling over each-other, their tails swishing like dogs. On stage, two robotic ponies were singing, the other one playing a purple-blue guitar. The main one, standing in the front, was a brown pony, with a bow tie and small top hat slanted towards the left ear. He had mike for a cutie mark, and almost realistic dark brown hair. The one to the furthest right was yellow, and the only female based animatronic on stage. Her eyes were red, and she had a pizza with a missing slice as her cutie mark. Her hair was much like the brown ones, with a gold tint and a bit more wavy style to it. Her chest bore a bib, one that printed 'LET`S EAT!!!'. Her right leg was brought up to hold a small plate. On the plate, a large cupcake sat, it`s eyes staring out at the crowd. And the one farthest left, held the guitar. Of course it was sitting on it`s haunches to play it. The body was a rich purple, and bunny ears sprang from the top. A red bow tie adorned it`s chest. His hair was a deep purple, darker than the body color. It was shorter than the brown one`s, but also seemed to be raised a bit higher. "So kids, when your bored," came the goofy annoying voice of the brown one. "Just do a little, "the yellow one chimed in. "Shake!" The purple, brown, and yellow one laughed. Their robotic parts were separated by small silver lines in the middle, part of the endoskeleton left bare. Much of that bare metal had rusted or been covered by a sloppy filly`s flailing pizza. Twilight moved her way over to a table, of which was decorated with a colorful confetti painted table-top. Party hats laid on each chair, though of course some children had taken some or put them on other tables. Whatever reasons unknown. Twilight sat in a double spiked chair, on the cold dark oak wood of the seat. She took to watching the children play most of time when she was here. Every single Saturday, at around nine o` clock in the morning Twilight would come here and enjoy the laughter of the children. And by doing so, had also created more funds for the pizzeria. Seeing a princess go somewhere every week does bring attention, after all. The animatronical characters in front of her waved their arms (somehow) and sung goofy songs. Sometimes they talked about eating vegetables or the rules, mainly just kiddie stuff. The models were old, just refurbished after an, incident, with the last pizzeria caused the animatronics to be shut down. So, with the little money they had, the owner had the old animatronics put back together, polished up, that sort of thing. The toy versions were scrapped, along with two other extra toy animatronics from the last pizzeria. The puppet, and Balloon Boy. Now, the old ones had been singing and acting in the toy version`s place, few glitches or errors consisting from the day they were featured. Freddy Fazbear, the brown one, was the main character, hence the name of the place, 'Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza'. The other two were Chica, the yellow pony, and Bonnie, the bunny (or the purple one). Though there was one other character. Twilight got out of the small chair she sat in. She stretched a little, before making her way to a darker section of thee dining room. There, on the same wall the back-stage door was on, was a purple curtain. It was adorned with a lighter shade of purple stars. The curtains were soft to the touch, one of the only things actually high-quality in the pizzeria. Twilight checked around her surroundings. No pony was over here, the guards occupied by the children. With a quick swipe, Twilight opened the curtains. her purple hoof blended in to the curtains very nicely. Inside, she could see a dully lit room. Dust fluttered in the only light given, that being a tiny circular window, which served as the sun during plays. The walls were decorated with ocean waves, and the floor was a light birch. A rather large toy chest sat in one side of the room, while a few other items adorned the walls. Half- of a ship rose from the wall facing the curtains. It was small, only large enough for a few adults, but could also fit the animatronic this whole room was built for, Foxy. Railings stood on the edge of the forecastle deck of the boat, right before the bowsprit. Behind the railings you could see a curved bit of crimson. It wasn`t much, but Twilight knew whom it was. The fox animatronic laid with his back to the entrance, shut-down. With a sigh, Twilight let her hoof fall. The curtains fell back their original places. Foxy the pirate fox, as he was known, had been shut down shortly after the re-opening of Freddy Fazbear`s. The owner had put most of his money into the main three animatronics, and when it had come to Foxy, barely any repairs were allowed to be made. They had been able to afford a new endo-skeleton, (one with less teeth) and a bit of other new materials, but were ultimately forced to use the fabric from the old Foxy robot. Minor glitches were fixed, and his movement was a little draggy, to say the least. And soon enough, a large glitch that was out of income to fix took over the robot. His eyes would often go black, to children`s horror, and he would shut down at random times. Once he even attempted to use part of the old facial scan system. It ended with Foxy chasing a kid around. So, in the end, he was just scrapped, to Twilight`s displeasure. She herself would have payed to get him fixed, but then she would risk the company beginning to rely on her help. And that was something she did not want in the slightest. After about an hour of sitting and watching the robotic ponies sing and to a small degree, dance, Twilight began to leave. There wasn`t really much to ever do here, she just came to... Think, really. Her thoughts would often race to String Play and his friends, and how Foxy had come out and reacted as Crimson Fur told him. Most of the memory was blurred after that, for what reason unknown, since she could remember every other second like it was yesterday. Shrugging off the suspicion that rose on her fur, Twilight trotted over to the entrance/exit of Freddy Fazbear`s, a small double glass door to the right of the stage. "Goodbye" Twilight sighed as she opened one door and left. The door closed behind her, a soft clang tipping into her ears. An unseen stallion stood at the door, watching her go. With a lowered head, he whispered, "Goodbye". Author's Note So the beginning has NOTHING to do with String Play yet... Or does it? *silent snickering* Um, anyways, that aside, I hope youll like it. I have more determination poured into this, so itll get cool next chapter. Or stormy. There`s your teaser for the next chapter, yay!~ Cracker?
AwakeningA crescent moon brought the palest of light down upon Ponyville. Though most of that light was broken by dark clouds. Crashes of sound were heard around the environment, defining booms accompanied by white streaks of light. The light would flash and leave, though the sound stayed, reverberating in the ears of ponies. A large storm had been swirling about for hours just past midnight. It wasn`t very important, as the weather ponies had it taken care of, careful only to let it rouse so much before kicking it back into place. In Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza, no employees stood, not even a night guard. The last one had... Been removed of work not long ago, and no pony had volunteered to take the place. One pony, though, was currently standing in front of the stage. He was all black, save for three white stripes on each leg. Also very tall, he stood higher than Bic Macintosh, yet he was still thin, much like a weather pony. Though no wings or horn adorned him. The stallion glared at the stage, his eyes locked on each animatronical being. They were shut-down, even though it was past midnight. On any normal night, (or morning), the three would be roaming around the pizzeria, there intentions unknown. Foxy would even occasionally come out, though not much, considering he was turned-off all day anyways. The pony in front of the stage was barely see-able, his black pelt blending in with the shadows of the pizzeria. His eyes were the only glowing dots in the room, white spheres no bigger than a quarter. A small growl emitted from him, low yet light. "Wake up". He stomped a hoof, and the three animatronics in front of him were engulfed in a small mist of dark purple. It vanished within seconds, leaving white dots staring at him in return. They stood still, about as life-less as before, save for the eyes. The stallion turned around to face the pirate`s cove. He made his way to the purple curtains without any disruptions from the dark, and growled something under his breath. With a turn of tail he was in the middle of the dining room. Slowly, three white mists seeped out of the three robots on stage, all tinted with different colors. One brown, then yellow, and the other purple. A red tinted mist came out of pirate`s cove. The three small swirls made there way to the stallion, before stopping. Said stallion stomped his hoof to the ground again, shadowy wisps slithering out as he hit the tiled floor. The mists all ran into the ground. They made no noise, but instead a larger shape appeared out of each mist. They all represented a white silhouette. Slowly, each silhouette disappeared, resembling a pony. In the middle of the first three, a brown stallion rose to his hooves, breaths hallow. He was shaky, but soon straightened out. To a degree, he looked exactly like Freddy Fazbear, save for no metal between his limbs, and a more- natural posture. He bore a small top hat that pushed against his left ear. The pony to his right stumbled onto her hooves. Her hair was longer than Chica`s, but still had the ending curls. She breathed in air, almost stumbling onto her stomach again. The furthest left one appeared, though he seemed perfectly fine as he rose from a crouched position. A rich purple coat adorned his body, though thankfully no bunny ears ran on top of his head. A red bow tie dotted his chest, much like the brown ones. A necklace with a small chain reading 'LETS EAT!!!' adorned the yellow mare`s neck. Finally, the red tinted mist lost its silhouette, forming a deep red colored stallion, whom gasped for air before getting to his hooves. His neck was a lighter shade of red, which stretched to his stomach, before stopping. Two fanged teeth adorned his top lip, and an eye-patch covered his left eye. He was, say, furrier than the other three, and his hair was brought down into a ponytail, the darker crimson shade tied by a cyan tie. His tail was long, but curved about a foot or so off the ground. His left leg was torn of its fur at the knee, revealing a metallic hoof that ended in a slight claw. His back legs lost their fur and became metallic just below the bend of the thigh. His cutie mark was the symbol of a fox, though it was covered up a by a torn cape, which was brown. The collar wrapped around his neck, and the cape part itself only really covered his back and upper thighs. His eyes were yellow, though thick slits served as the pupils, half-pony, half-fox. "Gah!" the red one gasped for air. "Wait, did you-" The yellow one stopped her sentence once the black stallion in front of them nodded. "Yes. I did" he stated flatly. His head twisted, as if looking for another pony. The brown one stepped forward. "String Play, you wouldn`t have done this without reason..." he said, concern flooding his voice. String Play sighed. "Theres a reason..." he looked towards the parts and service room, "I promise ill tell you, but, were missing some pony" he began trotting towards the backstage door. Twilight awoke with a start. She leaped from her bed, her breaths shallow. Her wing feathers ruffled with anticipation, and her tail swished back and forth with fear. "W-What was that?!" Twilight stammered. Her sides heaved for air. "That, Twilight, was a vision" a deep royal voice filled the bedroom Twilight stood in. "L-Luna?!" She gasped, twisting her head to search for the princess. A figure appeared through on the balcony, large dark blue wings spread out as the pony descended onto the crystal floor. "It is me, Twilight" Luna said as she tucked in her wings. The lunar princess continued to walk in, her blue ethereal mane twinkling with stars. "I had a v-vision, you said?" The purple alicorn asked. Luna nodded solemnly. "Yes". "It was such a nightmare... I thought you generated our dreams!" Twilight sighed, her ears laid back. "Twilight, that is only with some dreams. Sadly, I do not know the source of the vision you had" Luna lowered her head in defeat. "That`s... Scary. What do you think this dream meant?" Twilight asked, her voice filling with confusion more than fear now. "Well, I did not see the whole dream. Tell me what was in your vision" Luna ordered softly. Twilight could only nod. "W-well, I saw a glass door, and fuzzy shapes inside. There were four colors, a brown, yellow, purple, and red. They seemed smudged, more like mists. And they gathered in one spot, around a black figure. It looked like a pony, but everything was a blur. I can`t remember the rest..." Twilight grabbed her head with a hoof, pain throbbing at the sudden struggle. Luna put a hoof on her shoulder. "It is okay, Twilight. Do not strain yourself" Luna assured the purple alicorn, whom released the grip slowly. "Ow... Do you know what the v-vision might`ve meant?" Twilight asked. Luna thought for a moment, before shaking her head. "No, dear Twilight, but I thought you had a nightmare..." she raised an eyebrow at Twilight. The alicorn laid her ears back as she thought back to the dream. "Well, I did. So that means there was another part I can`t remember?" she asked Luna, whom nodded. "Yes. Sadly, though, since I cannot sense the source of your dream, I won`t be able to find out the rest of the dream, much less what it meant" Luna let out a long sigh. Twilight back up a little, as the lunar princess rose her wings. "I must be going, I have other dreams I must walk about tonight" Luna smiled softly. "Well, goodnight, Luna. I,uh, won`t be dreaming tonight" Twilight began to head out of her bedroom, only stopping to watch Luna fly off, her wings gracefully pushing the wind to her whim. With a sigh, Twilight continued out of her room. "It`s gonna be a long night..." she sighed. "So he`s back" A golden stallion sighed. "Yes, sadly. I don`t know how he got a hold of my magic, but he did. And he used it to get out" the black pony in front of him, String Play, sighed. "Well, if he used it, then does that mean any other ponies used it?" The brown stallion asked, waving his hoof at the pizzeria they all stood in. "That would be highly doubtful, brother" the golden one said, his voice smooth and cunning. The brown one grunted. "But it`s still possible then" he replied. String Play could only nod. "Yes, but, on a better note" The yellow mare beside String Play began, " were... Alive. That`s a, start. A rather GOOD start" she fiddled with her hair. The purple one-face hoofed. "Right, though it may be, it`s not in my greater liking that Vinc- Springtrap is too" he sighed, his head slumping to the table. "Correct, and we need to stop him" String Play nodded. "But how?" the red one perked up. String Play levitated a familiar knife up to his snout. "With this". Author's Note you probably`ll down vote it now, because my story is beyond the game-story line. Too bad, sorry if this is out of your interest. Cracker?
Just goldTwilight rushed outside, her hooves slamming the cobble ground. Shed left a letter for Spike, hastily written, letting him know shed be gone for the day. More than likely at Freddy Fazbear`s. She beat her wings, getting ready to lift herself off the ground. And in one, strong push of her back legs, she hovered into the air, at about tree-top level. Her speed was slowly gaining, being the rush she was in. The wind beat her hair to all angles, causing what would be PLENTY of tangles shed have to get out later. Within a minute or so, she landed at the doors to Freddys, slowing down only to land in the rough yet soft grass. She hit the ground with ease, tucking in her wings quickly before galloping to the door. She willed it open with her magic, and slowed her pace to a trot as she maneuvered around the children. They tumbled and played, sometimes stopping to bow down to Twilight. The alicorn payed no mind. Instead she rushed over to the denim colored stallion near pirate`s cove. (if this character looked different in purple tears 1, please tell me!!!!) He was watching the children with a blank-less stare, his darker colored hair falling slightly over his face. "Badge Gleam!" Twilight cried as she flung her hooves around the now shocked stallion. He bore a face of confusion, until he saw the familiar purple face gleaming at him. He returned the hug. "I guess you found out?" he asked as they stepped away. Twilight nodded. "Your gonna be the night guard!" she yipped, bouncing up and down silently. Badge Gleam nodded, content at how fast she`d found out. "How DID you find out so quickly? I just got the job yesterday" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Twilight gave off a sheepish smile. "I tend to keep in check with Mayor Mare" she nudged him, and he let out a sigh. Twilight noticed his now slightly gloomy face. "Hey, what`s wrong?" she asked the denim stallion. He looked her in the eye. "... I miss them" his voice was cracked, and filled with sadness. Twilight laid her head against his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "I miss them too" she whispered. String Play was really the only one she knew, but it was still heart-breaking. Five other foals, dead. Badge Gleam shook his head and stepped away. His smile returned as he lifted his hoof to Twilight. "Why don`t we go down by Sugar cube corner to celebrate my job?" he asked. Twilight took his hoof in her magic, causing him too weird out a little. She shook it with her magic, clearly giving him a suddenly hard time as he tried to get her magical grip to let go. "Of course Id love to! Lets go!" she dragged his hoof towards the door. Together, the two made their way towards sugar cube corner. "So, what would he look like?" The female voice of the yellow mare asked. "I dont really know, Chica. Possibly kind of like us- might as well be a cosplay pony!" The chocolate brown stallion sighed out loud. He looked at his bow with disgust, but didnt take it off. "Why`d you call me that?" Chica asked, confusion hinting towards her voice. The brown stallion sighed yet again. "Whelp, if we use our normal names, or anything NEAR our names, that`ll bring up more attention than we already have" he explained monotonously. Chica finally nodded, her head hung a bit low. "I guess, so I have to call you Freddy? But won`t that bring up more attention too?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at the stallion. He contemplated for a second. "True, yeah, but still. At least it wont remind any pony of that day..." Freddy trailed off his sentence. Chica nudged him as they kept walking, soon catching up to Bonnie and Foxy, along with String Play and Goldy. Most ponies ignored the group, considering Goldys eyes were all black, save for a white pupil, just like String Play. "So... Were looking out for a golden green pony with weird eyes and... Now that I think about it, this wont be easy, will it?" Bonnie asked as he surveyed the ponies passing them, realizing some were a green-ish yellow. More than hed of thought. "Yeah. I dont know how were going to find him, but therell be a way" String Play sighed. He studied a group of ponies, then another, searching for that wretched stallion. Foxy piped in, his voice STILL stuck on a pirate accent. "Aye, but there has to be a place ta start, right?" he asked, getting a giggle from Chica in return. He growled as he shut his mouth, though two small canines stuck out. Golden spoke up. "Well... What about that event I heard about? It seems like a lot ponies will be there, maybe he thinks he can blend in" Goldy suggested. He received a few nods of agreement. String Play shook his head. "No... That MIGHT be what hed want us to go to. Hes a smart stallion, save for his killer attitude" String play exclaimed. Freddy stepped towards the black stallion. "Im with him, Vincent would know were alive by now, considering he latched onto String Plays only growing powers" Freddy waited for the others to join him. "But lad, he could be hidin` anywhere! Our best bet is..." Foxy nudged Goldy. The golden stallion perked up. "The, er, Battle of the bands concert? Stupid name, but its our best bet, as Foxy said!" Goldy smiled weakly. He knew it was useless to try and convince String Play, and Freddy too, considering how concealed theyd become over five years of loneliness. "No, it has to be a trap" String Play glowered at the opposing group. "Look, I think String Play may be right" Chica sighed, her high-pitched voice weird as she sighed in a low tone, and then paced over to the other two, whom nodded. Foxy stepped back, flabbergasted. "Well, dear, I`m taking that coldly" Goldy smoothly retorted, " Well, I suppose were on our own". He looked to Foxy, and then Bonnie. "S-sorry, but im pretty sure Springtraps smarter than that" Chica stammered. It was misunderstood by Foxy. "What are ye sayin?!" He pointed a metal claw at her, " Hmph! Lets go, Goldy, Bonnie, we have a murderer to catch!" with that, he turned to leave, until he was yanked back by Goldy. "Fine. Let`s make a game of this, whomever finds this idiotic killer wins" Goldy let out a hoof towards String Play. The black stallion stepped back and looked away. With a sigh, Goldy let his hoof fall. "Goodbye" was all Freddy said as the trio began to trot away. "Goodbye, brother. See you later" Goldy smiled. Bonnie and Foxy trotted off, Goldy following behind. "So, it`s getting late, do you need to head back now, or what?" Twilight asked. Badge Gleam was walking beside her, both holding milk shakes in their mouths. "No, " Badge Gleam responded, " Its only, say, about eight o clock right now right?". Twilight nodded. "Good, I have to get to work at eleven fifty. The shift starts at twelve". "Great! That means we can hang out longer!" Twilight yipped. Her voice was a bit more high-pitched, like a foal whom just got candy. Badge Gleam could only smile and laugh at her childish behavior. After a few minutes, he began to take notice of unfamiliar ponies wandering about town, more than the usual tourist population, too. "Why are there so many ponies?" he asked Twilight, whom chuckled. "Its a concert, similar to one ive been to before, actually". Badge Gleam gave her a 'what?' look, but she just shrugged it off. "Well, it`s a concert" She concluded. Badge Gleam decided to just shrug it off. "Hm, I may go. When is it going on? Or more of, whom`s playing there?" he received a chuckle from Twilight yet again. "Oh silly, it`s called the battle of the bands! Any pony can join! It starts tomorrow, and runs for a week" she answered. Badge Gleam made a 'huh' motion with his mouth. "So... You wanna come with me tomorrow? To the concert?" Twilight asked sheepishly. Badge Gleam thought for a moment, before nodding rapidly. "Yeah, of course id love to! Besides, im sure I can make time to come and hear a few songs!" he got a tight hug from Twilight. "Yay! Thank you, Badge Gleam!" she released the hug, still smiling cheerfully. The denim stallion checked his watch, reading the time. "I might want to get back, so I can check in and see about tomorrow night, just in case" he patted Twilight`s back. She blushed slightly, and hugged him again. "Okay, bye. See you tomorrow~ How about... Say, six?" she asked, and received a swift nod from her denim friend. "Well, bye" he began to walk away. Twilight said one more thing before he left. "Dont let the robots bite!". Author's Note just because I cant` think of a chapter name. Cracker? BTW NO I`M NOT SHIPPING TWILIGHT AND BADGE GLEAM!!! Next chapter should be INTERESTING
He`s back, undead. Or not, I think."Any luck, lad?" Foxy asked Bonnie. "No" was his only reply. Bonnie had become rather... Silent over the long years. "Hm... Im gonna check over near the stage, can you seebout the shops?" the metal hoofed stallion asked. Bonnie nodded in acceptance. "Sure, meet me here if you find something". The purple stallion trotted off. With a sigh, Foxy began to make his way over to the stage. He checked around the groups of ponies, looking for any out-there ones. None showed through. He looked over the many mares and stallions, a bit on his metal hind legs. There was one stallion, a golden green one with tattered hair, whom seemed to be slinking through the crowd- "Hey". Foxy swung his head around and was met with the strange white pupils of Goldy. "Bah!" the fox pony gasped, "ye scared me!". Goldy smiled. "Sorry, I guess. Have you found anything?". Foxy looked back at the spot where he`d seen that one pony. "Possibly, until ye showed up. A suspicious lookinstallion was heading away from the crowd, but I didnt get a good look". Goldy looked over towards where Foxy was pointing his snout. His fox- pony tail seemingly pointed in that direction too. "Hm... I`ll go check it out. You stay and look around the stage, okay?" Goldy cocked his head to Foxy, whom nodded. "Sure, but if you need me, jus` yell". With a nod, Goldy trotted off in the direction of the stallion. Foxy continued to check the ponies that passed, along with any shop-sellers. "Er... I have low hopes `bout this" he mumbled. "Wait, you wanna split up?" Chica asked. String Play nodded. "Yes, one pony traversing near Town Hall, one near Sugar cube corner, and one near... Twilights castle" he replied, though he began fumbling with a small sphere of dark magic afterwards. Freddy put a hoof to the stallions shoulder. "Hey, why dont I take the route near Twilights castle? You can go to Sugar cube corner, alright?". String Play smiled weakly. "Thank you. Its just... Er, yeah, lets go" String Play left Chica and Freddy. They stared at him oddly. "Was he THAT close to her?" Chica asked, receiving a nod from Freddy. "Yes, actually. From what I know, anyways" he responded, and then focused his vision towards the crystal castle. It was see-able from anywhere in Ponyville, the large tree like building giving off light in all directions. Really, he was surprised that alicorn wasn`t blind by now. "So ill take the route near town hall, right?" Chica interrupted Freddys thoughts. "Yeah" he answered blandly. Chica then began to trot off, waving her missing cupcake hoof to Freddy as she left. "Bye" he sighed. This was gonna be a long day. He glanced to Twilight`s castle. A really long day. "So... How was your job last night?" Twilight asked the distant staring Badge Gleam. He snapped back into reality and glanced over at Twilight. "Oh, it was... Fine" he sighed. No it wasn`t. Those things wanted to... Kill him. Twilight glared at him. "I know that`s not true" she poked the stallion. He smiled weakly. "Im just... Being alone in a dark place with open doors can give you the creeps. Im just a bit worn out, you could say" his smile stayed, but ears were clouded with thoughts of fear and death. Twilight knew something was up, but decided to let it slide. For now. "Alright then. Wanna go to the Battle of the bands? I hear they have a sort of shop thing set up like Cosplay`s do!" she yipped happily. Badge Gleam nodded. "Yeah, of course! Let`s go!" he broke into a trot, and Twilight soon caught up. They traversed for a bit, looking at the ponies they passed, until Badge Gleam stopped short. "Hey, Twilight". She stopped too, and turned to him. "Wanna get something to eat from Sugar Cube corner first?" he nudged his snout near the dessert place, causing twilight to smile widely. "Yeah, i`d love too! Come one!", with that, the two broke into a gallop. "Bet you I can get there first" Twilight raised her eye brows up and down at Badge Gleam. The stallion gave her a what the heck look, but then smiled at her bet. "Pfft, yeah whatever" he laughed. Twilight only nodded. "Your on". Goldy slunk around the ponies he passed, careful to keep out of sight of the stallion. It had to have been Springtrap, he was sure of it. The dagger cutie mark, the tattered hair, it was him. The golden green stallion was close to Goldy now, in fact. "C`mon, I need to see your ugly face to tell..." he tried to get around to the front to get a quick glance, but the stallion was too quick, along with the fact he kept turning directions. Not only that, but the awkward movement and looks of Goldy got him some rather unwanted glares. He shrugged those off, and continued his stalk. The stallion kept with the crowd, until- he disappeared. Goldy stood up straight, looking around for the sneaky killer. "Uh, where`d you-" he spotted a the gold-green coated stallion, facing away, walking down a hall. "Why would you want to go there?" Goldy slunk back and through the crowd. Once he reached the hall he was pretty sure the stallion wasn`t going to look behind him, so he began to just casually walk towards him. The golden green pony stopped. So did Goldy. But with his hesitation, he still slowly began to walk towards the stallion, creeping up until he was about a foot away. The pony wore his hair in a ponytail, similar, if not exactly like Vincent`s. Goldy raised a hoof to tap on the shoulder to talk to the stallion. "You managed to follow me the whole way, eh?" a smooth but deeply cracked voice emitted from the pony. Goldy froze. The stallion turned around to face him, whom gaped. Springtrap stood in front of him, a regular golden-green stallion, save for the tattered mane and tail, and the iris` being only thin black rings around the pupil. He glared down at Goldy. The smaller golden stallion backed up, but returned the hostile stare. "You made a terrible decision, colt" Springtrap smiled, his teeth mostly consisting of sharp edged canines. Goldy said nothing. He slid into a defensive position, which in return so did Springtrap. "Fine, have it your way" he snorted. In a flash, Goldy lunged at Springtrap, whom dodged him with ease. Springtrap took a knife in his mouth and swung, almost slicing Goldy`s skin. The two kicked and dodged, almost no pain done to each other, until Goldy tripped one attack. He turned his back to Springtrap and bucked, but the killer kicked out his front right leg, causing him to fall. As soon as he hit the ground he began to get up, but Springtrap kicked his stomach, forcing him to grab his sides. Goldy slid away from Springtrap, whom only smiled as he punched at Goldy. He dodged, and got a hit to Springtrap, but was soon kicked in the face. He fell, and immediately began to get up, though it was slower. As soon as his back was curved where he was shakily on his hooves, Springtrap struck. A sharp pain sliced through Goldy`s back. His eyes shrunk, as blood began to fall onto the ground. "Y-you..." Goldy whimpered. He tried to stand up straight, but only fell to the ground. His eyes were half-lidded. Springtrap took the knife out of Goldy`s back. He began to walk away, only stopping to say one thing. "Have fun dying". He disappeared into another hallway, leaving the bloody stallion to rot. Once gone, a purple stallion rushed over from behind a stack of boxes. He knelt down beside the slowly dying gold stallion. "You idiot" was all the stallion said at first, his darker purple ponytail dropping from his left shoulder. Goldy looked up at the stallion, to see whom it was. The first thing he saw was the one black and white pupil eye staring at him, the other eye a bright yellow. He was all purple, his hair only being a darker shade of it. The pony seemed familiar... Then it clicked. "V-Vincent?" Goldy asked, though his eyes were slowly closing. "Be quiet, you idiot" the stallion ordered. Goldys eyes closed, though if he was dead or not was a variable. The purple stallion looked for signs of life- Goldys sides were rising and falling. They were shallow, but it still meant he was alive. "Er, I need to go get him..." the stallion stood up, " Stay here, uh, wait. Never mind" he face-hoofed himself before galloping off in the direction Goldy had entered. "Er, I woulda thought Goldyd be back by now" Foxy mumbled. He had searched the whole stage, the crowds, even some of the shop-sellers, TWICE. Bonnie had reported seeing nothing, and only a few golden ponies. Foxy only continued his search. That is until, he caught a glimpse of a familiar purple stallion. The fox pony swung his head around to look back where the pony was, but he was nowhere to be seen. Slowly, Foxy moved through the crowd, towards the spot where the stallion had been. A purple whirr flashed it`s way through the crowd again, though this time Foxy was almost certain it was... Vincent. The crimson pony gave chase, nimbly dodging in between ponies, as he made his way towards the quick moving pony. It moved again, only to follow the same path Goldy had took before. Eventually, it reached the beginning of the hallway, Foxy close behind. Once the fox reached the hallway it had sped into, he took to staying in any shadows available. The purple stallion, definitely Vincent, was leaning beside a downed golden pony. Goldy. With a snarl, Foxy lunged at Vincent, throwing him aside. The two tumbled a bit, until Vincent held out a hoof- which caught onto the dry floor, causing the roll to stop. They landed with Foxy on top, glaring down at the Purple stallion in front of him. "Eh... Hi?" Vincent squeaked. Foxy only growled. "What did you do to him!" he snapped. The purple stallion returned the glare, his white pupil eye adding to the tension. "It wasnt me, it was Springtrap. I came after. I was too". Foxy didnt let Vincent get up, clearly unconvinced. So he gave it another go. "Look. Let me explain, Springtrap, or me from now, attacked Goldy. I came back, undead-ish, and now your friend is laying there dying. Okay? Okay. Now get off of me!!!" he shouted. Foxy glanced at Goldy, whom was unconscious. He stepped off of Vincent, allowing the purple stallion to get up. "Run, and ye`ll die" Foxy glared at him, before galloping over to his downed friend. He checked his pulse. Alive, good. "Youll be okay, Goldy, lets get you patched up" Foxy got up and padded over to Vincent, whom smiled weakly. "So... Your not gonna kill me again, are you?" he asked. "Aye. Stay here, and I wont. If I come back and yer gone, I swear, " Foxy stepped in close to Vincent, whispering, "*Ill gouge yer eyes out*". Author's Note So... Cryptic, i`ll add your OC in the next chapter! and the changeling thingy appears next chapter too. (or is noticed, whatever). I actually like this chapter, a lot. (Oh the blood) Cracker?
Wounded..."Where are you, Springtrap?" String Play muttered as he trotted near Sugar cube corner. A few recognizable ponies had passed him, mostly the ponies Twilight had described before, so as to say Rainbow Dash and... Uh, Pinkie die. Yeah, Pinkie die. He had been traversing this area for well over an hour now, the sun beating down on his back. "Well, were here!" A familiar cheerful voice filled his ears. He swung his head back to see two ponies all too familiar. A denim colored stallion wearing a security badge and outfit was trotting along with a purple alicorn, her mane a darker shade with two lighter stripes. "T-Twilight..." String Play`s eyes shrunk. He galloped over to a random nearby building, and hid behind the wall. She and... Badge Gleam walked up to Sugar cube corner. He held the door for her, and then, they were gone. Behind the frame of the door. String Play could only sigh. He missed those two so much. For the rest of the time, he just watched them eat. It was alright for him, considering how he spent five years confined to only switching between a few rooms. After about thirty minutes or so, they left. Again Badge Gleam held the door, and Twilight went out. They began to trot along the cobble road right by String Play. He slunk back behind a trash can, attempting to hide. Badge Gleam was walking all fine, until he just stopped short. "What`s the matter?" String Play could hear Twilight ask. "N-Nothing... I can just... Its nothing" he stammered as he glanced around near String Plays hiding spot. "Okay...?". "I, um, ill be right back. Please, give me a second" he pleaded. Twilight nodded, though still confused. Badge Gleam trotted down between the set of houses String Play was hiding in. He didnt see anything, save for a few trash cans. "Uh, hey, Twilight. I swear, I think I forgot something in Sugar cube corner. Do you, ya know, mind?" He asked, a bit on edge though. "Oh, of course! Ill be right back!" she called out as she began to trot back over to the place. Luckily, she didnt use her magic. Badge Gleam could feel the dark magic coming off and onto his body. It messed up his thoughts slightly, causing a bit of dizziness and such. "Where are you..." he eyed the ally. String Play stayed where he was, though he was unsettlingly close to Badge Gleam. The stallion shook himself. He seemed to be having a headache of some kind... And then it happened. A green flame engulfed his body. String Play watched horror filling his mind. Once the flames dissipated, all that was left was a black alicorn like pony. It had two front fangs, and holes in its legs. A blue chitin covered its back, and insect wings adorned that. Two blue eyes covered the whole lid, making it almost unable to tell which way the thing was looking. It had no hair, save for a fin-like spine where the mane would be, but it did have a tiny tattered tail, a dark pale blue. "Gah! Stupid headache!" the pony, still Badge Gleam, growled. He let out a soft sigh, before looking out for the source. "I can`t find the freaking source with it hitting me that hard!" He snarled, holding his head again. "Badge Gleam, I didn`t find anything!" Twilight called out. Badge Gleam was about to check behind a trash can, until he heard Twilight. The bug pony quickly rushed away, the green flame giving him his normal body back. "Im here! I found it, too! Mustve dropped earlier!" He called out. String Play just stared for a while. His friend... Was a changeling?! "Hm..." Chica hummed to herself a small song. It was the puppets music box theme, a tiny tune that reached the ears of one certain stallion. He had a bright yellow coat, much like Chicas. His mane, though, was a light brown, and he wore and eye-patch over his right eye. It bore the symbol of his cutie mark, a triangle with an eye in the middle. Luckily it wasnt the Illuminati symbol, or well it didnt stand for that. Chica had noticed him watching her plenty of times. She`d ignored him for the most part, but it was kind of hard to. He kept appearing in the most obvious hiding places, just... Eying her. Finally, Chica decided to do something about it. "... Hey, stalker, buddy... Could you, I dont know, NOT stalk me?" she walked up to the yellow pony, whom seemed shocked that hed saw him. "Er, don`t look at me! Dark user!" he retorted, causing Chica to step back. Her eyes narrowed. "Hey, what do you mean?! Dark user? Im an earth pony, dummy!" she snapped. The unicorn in front of her had a chipped horn, and clearly he didnt want to use it right now, though it did charge with a green... And magenta aura a bit. "So? Your radiating darkness..." he studied Chica, circling her. "Are you a changeling?" he asked, receiving an odd stare from Chica. "What ever a changer ling is, Im not that. Im an earth pony" she pushed the stallion away. His eye-patch flipped up, revealing a magenta eye, though his other eye was green, causing Chica`s back to shiver a bit. "Oh, right. Excuse me miss" he bowed down to her. The yellow mare was shocked. "Weren`t you JUST annoyed with me?" she pointed out. He raised his head and nodded. "My name is Cognitio, miss. I am sorry, your aura is very... Distinct" he let out a hoof, which Chica took and shook lightly. "Okay...?" her bottom lids were a bit up, considering his unusual behavior. "So... Why is your aura different?" he nudged Chica. She contemplated what to tell him, but nothing came to her head. "I don`t know...?" she guessed. Cognitio went out into la la land, a blank stare covering his face. Chica awaited a response, but non came. She waved her hoof in front of him. The stallion snapped back into reality. "Oi, yes! I`d LOVE some pizza!" he cheered, making Chica 'eep!' before jumping back. "Whelp, miss dark aura, I musbe goin now, stalk ye later!" he leaped away, bounding up and down as he traversed the next cobble street across from Chica, his pirate accent slowly fading from her hearing range. "I, uh, bye?" she waved slightly. Cognitio was definitely some pony, for sure. With a sigh, she continued back to looking for Springtrap. "Are ye okay?" Foxy asked Goldy, whom nodded slightly. "Y-yeah... Dear Celestia, I didn`t know he could fight" he mumbled. A rag had been placed on the wound, but he now had a black eye (stupid puns) and a bruised front leg. "Well, you underestimated my strength, idiot" Vincent gave a smug expression off to the two, and only got a growl from Foxy. "Don`t forget what I told ye, Vincent". The purple stallion immediately shrunk back. "Heh, yeah..." he smiled sheepishly, "sorry". "W-were gonna need the others, I have a feeling he`s gonna wait his time out in this place" Goldy tried to get to his hooves, but to no avail. "Er, I can go get Bonnie, and then me and him can get String Play and Chica..." Foxy let out a mix of a sigh and a growl. "And Vincent, can go get Freddy". The purple stallion smiled, of course planning to get out of there and away. "But, if ye don`t go get him, Vincent, we will hunt you down" Foxy glared at him. "Heh, o-okay... I`ll be on my way th-" Vincent was yanked back by Foxy. "Oh no, yer coming with me for now". Twilight hopped along with Badge Gleam, as they made their way towards the concert. He had a distant stare on his face, which Twilight was now only getting annoyed by. "Hey, dude" she waved a hoof in his face, making him snap back into reality. "Y-yeah?" he asked, though a bit nervous. "You okay? Actually wait, no. Tell me what`s wrong, I know your not okay" she ordered. Badge Gleam faltered in his steps, as if in thought at the moment. Until he shook his head and gave out a weak smile. "I just... Look, ill talk about it after the concert" he answered firmly, leaving no room for argument. Twilight only nodded, and they continued making their way along the cobble road. It was sunset now- theyd missed the beginning of the concert due to Badge Gleam`s job. (he has to sleep) Minutes passed of normal walking, a bit of trotting, those kinds of things. They eventually reached a large stone building, about the size of a football stadium. A few lights hung on the outside, and a bit of mold hung around with vines on the top of the building. "Um, you sure this is the right place?" Badge Gleam asked. "Y-yeah... Let`s take a look inside" they made their way to one of four large glass double doors. Twilight willed it open with her magic, encasing the handle with a pink aura. Inside, neon lights dotted the ceiling, and colorful banners strung from every corner of the place. The middle of the building was actually open, having no roof or lights. Small shops representing other things like Poke`mon, costumes, the Triforce, and various other items dotted the walls. The spruce colored stage was at the back, almost in the roof-less area, but not exactly. The whole place had a few hallways, mostly for backstage or bathrooms. Twilight and Badge Gleam moved their way towards the stage area. "Are you gonna join?" he asked her. She shook her head. "Nah. I don`t think so", she pondered for a minute, and then asked, "Are you?". He shook his head too. "Probably not. Maybe, not likely though" he replied. "Were here" String Play said in a hushed tone. Foxy looked up only to nod. Chica came in right after, panting. "Im not as fast as you-" her sentence cut off. He had told her it was important she come right now, but she didt think it dealt with blood... "Is Goldy alright?" she asked. "Yeah, i`m f-fine" the golden stallion eyed her. "So... Every pony`s here," String Play looked around, "but...". "Freddy" Foxy growled, "That stupid purple idiot!" he snarled. String Play looked at him, confusion written all over his face. "What?". "Vincent came back" was all Foxy said. He got only more blank stares from String Play, and now Chica. Bonnie could only face-hoof. "Aye... Let me tell ye `bout". Author's Note So... Next chapter shall be out tomorrow, and I have OH SO MUCH PLANNED FOR IT!!!! I hope I did Cognitio okay, Cryptic. Um, the multiple personality thing worked out well! cracker? P.S. be prepared for some insanity.
Offended and welcomed..."Cmon! For the 50th time, its not a trap!" Vincent shouted at Freddy, whom kept his glare. "Look, purple, im not going. Youve proven other ponies cant see you, which means your a ghost. But that doesnt make me trust you!" he snarled. Vincent stepped closer. "That red pirate one sent me, and if I dont come back with you, im as good as gone!" he pointed a hoof in Freddy`s face. The brown stallion perked up. "You mean Foxy, why would he send YOU?!". Vincent completed a mental face-palm. "I dont know. Just come on, okay? You can freaking kill me if I lead you to a trap" he let out a hoof to Freddy. The brown pony grunted. He pushed Vincents hoof down, and walked past him. "... Fine, where is he then?". With a slight smile, Vincent trotted ahead of him. "Follow me". "Ugh! Wheres Vincent?!" Foxy growled furiously, " I shouldve known the lad would betray us!". String Play eyed Foxy, muttering something. The ears of the fox pony twitched in his direction. "Aye? Couldn`t hear ye there" he said, cocking his head to one side. The puppet pony grunted. "You were stupid to let a murderer go" he sighed. Foxy shot him a glare. "Lad, I know that. No need to repeat it" he stated firmly. The stallion in front of him smiled. And then stepped forth. Chica nudged Bonnie, whom looked over. Both ears dropped at the sight. "It`s true though. It was a move only an idiot would do!" String Play explained lightly, as if TRYING to pry Foxy into anger. "Aye! Stop it, I know that!" the crimson coated stallion shot back, as String Play only got closer. Foxy stepped back, though was automatically met with a gray wall. "You know, Freddy`s probably dead right now" String Play closed his eyes. A small smile was plastered on his face, but he put it down, resuming the act. Foxy only stepped to the side, but was stopped by some... Force. The tip of his back tail was coated in a black aura. "Er... Let me go!" he growled. "Vincent probably led him to Springtrap" String Play only continued. "S-Shut up!" Foxy retorted, though it was no use. String Play got close enough to just barely whisper in the crimson pony`s ear. "Your a failure". That was when Foxy snapped. He turned around and lunged at String Play, landing on him. He bit down on String Plays arm, causing the stallion to release a slight scream. String Play whipped his head around so he could get a look at the magic around Foxys tail, only for a metal claw to come down on his left eye. "Ah!" String Play cried out. He closed his eyes shut, do matter how much it hurt with the scratch. The crimson fox was suddenly off of him. A loud thud was heard on the wall, and then a bit of whimpering. String Play got up, slightly opening his right eye. Foxy was getting up, his stance more weak than fierce. He eyed String Play, and all breaths from each pony were held in. But the fox didn`t attack, instead looking away. He began to pad away. "A-are you okay?!" Chica asked worriedly as she ran over to String Play. "I t-think so, he just..." String Play looked at the retreating pony. Foxy trotted over to a small wall that hung out near a door, only stopping to slump down against it. Chica glared at the crimson stallion, Bonnie joining in slightly. Goldy was the only one with sympathy in his eyes. "W-why would he attack you anyways? F-Freddy may be dead..." Chica looked down, he thoughts causing tears to cloud her eyes. String Play nudged her. "Hey, we have a mission. If Freddys alive, hell meet us eventually, okay?" String Play had a look of firmness in his eyes, scaring Chica into saying "okay". "Good. I came up with a plan, actually" String Play looked to the two ponies in front of him. Bonnie stepped away, leaving Chica left. "Well then... Listen close". "C-c`mon, we need to hurry!" Vincent glanced around the crowd of ponies. Freddy was close behind, soon catching up to the purple one in front of him. "Stay close, I REALLY don`t want to come back empty hoofed" Vincent sighed, before dashing off. Freddy leaped behind him, following a bit back, just in case this was all a set-up. "Are we almost there?" he asked, eying the pony beside him. Vincent only nodded, before dodging a group of ponies. Freddy did the same, side-stepping and continuing to follow Vincent. The purple stallion turned off to the right suddenly. Freddy skidded to a halt, before trotting on to the stopped pony. In front of him, Bonnie, Chica, String Play stood, while Goldy was laying down. He glanced around for Foxy real quick, before spotting him a bit a ways away, laying down behind a wall. The brown stallion decided to ignore that for now, instead rushing over to the other ponies. "I`m here! late, I suppose, but still here!" he chimed as String Play greeted him with a hoof shake.\ Goldy looked up and smiled weakly. "Now, uh, what was the important thing going on?" Freddy asked. String Play motioned his eyes over to Goldy, whom waved slightly. Freddy now saw the bloody rags strewn about, along with a large loosely strewn stitch across Goldy`s back. "W-what happened?!" Freddy stammered. He knelt down beside his downed brother. Goldy only shook his head. "Im okay... Had a little, say, run in with Springtrap" he smiled, but only got a scolding stare from Freddy. Goldys ears laid back a bit. "Well... heh, um..." the golden stallion stammered. Freddy sighed. "Why- no, how- did you get yourself in this situation?" he asked hurriedly. Goldy smiled again, though it was a bit cracked. "Well... Let`s not worry a-about that now, dear" Goldy said as he glanced over at Foxy, whom seemed motionless. His smiled faded partially, as he tried to stand up. String Play and Chica suddenly took notice, bounding forward. They both yelled, "No!" as the golden stallion stood straight up, his legs a bit shaky. Freddy only watched. "H-hey, i`m not paralyzed, you two" Goldy glared playfully at the two seemingly over worried ponies. Chica laughed nervously, before stepping back- String Play only sighing. Golden looked around as he stood. Chica smiled with relief, before looking to the purple stallion at the entrance to the hallway. She whispered something to String Play, whom also looked. Vincent stepped back slightly. "Why are you looking at me?" he asked a bit worriedly. Chica laughed slightly. "I suppose your with us until we get Springtrap" she laughed, poking him. Even as a ghost, Vincent could some how still be interacted with by the characters in front of him, mostly due to being undead somehow. "Uh..." he stepped forward. Freddy smiled as Chica nudged the stallion into the hallway. "Hey, were after a different murderer, well not really, but still! You can`t kill any pony in this form as Foxy told me, so I think were good!" she yipped. Vincent sighed in annoyance. String Play eyed him slightly, but kept a light smile on his face. "Wait... Your just gonna be nice to me? What the heck?" Was all Vincent could think to say. Chica let out a muffled laugh, while Bonnie covered his face to hide a smile. "Eh... Okay then..." the purple stallion sighed, face-hoofing himself. Goldy laughed slightly, but kept it down, while Freddy only smiled a bit. String Play continued on with his plan, now keying Freddy in along with Chica. Vincent sat for a few minutes, almost as still as possible. (Probably mastered from awaiting children to be unaware of his unmoving presence. You`d know why). His mind was all over the place, strewn across into different pieces of his brain. His thoughts were racing from the longing want to kill, to why-the-heck-he-was-just-accepted-by-these-ponies, to... Foxy. The crimson stallion had just been... Laying there, behind a small wall. "I... I`ll be right back" was all Vincent said as he got up to trot over to Foxy. Goldy watched him the whole way, just to be on the safe side. "H-hey..." Vincent smiled slightly as he came up to Foxy, whom just had a distant stare. The stallion didnt even acknowledge the purple killers presence. "Foxy?" Vincent asked. No answer. So, the purple stallion sat beside him, of course there was no wall for him to lean against. He nudged Foxy, whom barely moved at all. "Hey, look, what`s wrong?" he asked. Foxy let out a sigh, and Vincent just now noticed his clouded eyes. "It be nothin`" the crimson pony stated, his voice cracked a bit. "Yeah... Thats not convincing at all" Vincent teased, poking Foxy in his side, " cmon, what`s wrong?". "I said it be nothin. Yer better off leavin me `lone". Vincent stared for a second, thinking about what to say. He`d never tried to actually make any pony, say, feel better, after all. "Foxy, tell me what`s wrong" he stated firmly. That was the way to go, right? With a mental face-hoof, Vincent awaited an answer. "Yer not leavin` tell I tell ye, are ye?" Foxy guessed, and Vincent nodded, smiling a bit. "Eh, fine" the fox-pony sighed. "Its nothin, really, just..." Foxy started his sentence, but regained a blank stare. Vincent poked him, making Foxy snap back into reality. His stare continued, but he seemed to be thinking. "I`m a failure" he whimpered. Vincent stared at him, confused. "Your all down and such, because you think your a failure?!" Vincent deadpanned. "I don`t just think it, I know it, Vincent". "What do you mean?" he asked. "String Play even said it... I could`ve gotten Freddy killed... I am a failure". Vincent retorted. "No your not! With the threat you gave me, as if i`d try and help myself kill Freddy!" he teased Foxy, who know had a small smile on his face. "Thank ye, lad, but I still believe it. I attacked String Play outta foolish rage" Foxy growled lightly. Vincent remembered the slightly bloody scar across String Play`s left eye, three pink-ish red lines. "So what? I`m sure you had a reason, just let it go for now, alright? You guys have a murderer to catch" Vincent smiled, actually happy Foxy had used the term lad. Really, he was. Foxy looked up, smiling more now. "I suppose, lad. Its just..." he regained a small stare, though his eyes werent as clouded. "Hey, you may be a bit timid, but your not a failure. Let`s go, captain!" Vincent smiled a bit more as Foxy got up. "Thanks, it means a lot, Vincent" Foxy said, as the two began to trot back to the group. Author's Note toast? You may have a double or triple Authors note, please ignore that~ I may not be able to get out another chapter tomorrow, ill try, but im gonna have a friend over tomorrow AND the next day... So ill be busy, sorry! I honestly, myself only, freaking love the last part~ I just, love it. Teaser: May or may not be gold...
Battle of the bands..."Wait, you think that plan`ll work?" Chica asked as String play and Freddy trotted along side her. "Yes, I do. Objections?" String Play asked. Chica shook her head, but still had a confused face. "How will doing this help us find Springtrap?". "As long as we can get backstage, we might be able to get a better look from those spots where the lights are" String Play boasted proudly. "I suppose it makes sense... But still, when are we doing this?" Freddy chimed in, sharing Chica`s partial confusion. "Right now" was all String Play said. The trio trotted along the stage, soon finding a small set of spruce stairs to the furthest right. Chica went ahead and stepped up to the platform, entering a darker area of the stage, being covered by crimson colored curtains. "Where do we go?" she whispered. "Just keep trotting on until you see some metal stairs" String Play replied hastily. "K`". Chica looked around, looking for any sort of stairs. Lots of clothes lines dotted the large room they walked in. Other ponies were maneuvering around them, hurrying to prepare instruments or lyric sheets. One pony, a mare, was on stage right now, but thankfully she was in front of the curtains. If the trio were seen by any supervisors, things would get... Bad. The the gray mare outside`d just started too, allowing a few minutes for the three ponies to find a way up. Freddy glanced around, seeing nothing but ponies and seats, and a bit of other things, more noticeably the large unneeded amount of clothes. String Play nudged Chica. "Hey, I found one" he pointed with his snout to a small set of thin, VERY untrusting set of coal stairs. With a shudder, the yellow mare began to make her way there, Freddy close behind. The three ascended, slowly, due to the creaking of each step. "Youd think theyd make sure this stuff was safe" Chica mumbled under breath. "H-Hey!" a familiar voice resounded in Chica`s ears. "Oh Luna, NO" she sighed, completing exactly one face-hoof before being brought up in the face by a yellow stallion. "What do you want?" she asked the light brown maned pony. He shook her hoof. "Just ta say hi, and um, why are you here?" he asked, confused. String Play sighed. "Cognitio, it shouldn`t matter to you... Cognitio?" Chica noticed the stallion was humming a song, similar, if not exactly the tune from the cup song. "Cognitio!" she snapped, gaining his attention once again. "How may I help you?" he asked, as if nothing had happened. String Play and Freddy stared blankly for a bit. "We were... Um, just gonna look for some pony, whom we... Thought, we say come up here!" Chica lied as she glanced around the top of the metal staircase. Cognitio, glanced back. "Oh, but no pony`s up THERE, I just checked. Fifty times actually" he counted his hooves, " give or take fifteen". "Well... We just saw it happen" Chica again lied, her falty statements coming in genuine. She began to go past him, but he zipped ahead in front of her. "No! No pony can come up here without a pass!" he barked, saluting as if to be a military officer. Chica almost fell off the staircase at his sudden change in attitude. "W-we don`t have any..." Chica sighed. Cognitio regained his stare momentarily, humming the cup song yet again. But he flashed back, acting different... Again. "Well, miss, you`d better get down now" he began to shoo them off. With a glance at the slowly nodding String Play, Chica turned around to trot down the stairs. "Now, good bye miss, I see that without a pass you cannot go up there" Cognitio waved his hoof absently, looking over in another direction. With a grunt, Chica and the other two began to turn around. They trotted over to the way out of the backstage area, until Freddy stopped. "How are we supposed to get up there anyways?" he asked and then added, " And WHO is that?!". "That, my friend, is Cognitio, a... Weird stallion, to say the least" Chica replied with a light sigh. "Well, lets just go then, maybe theres anoth-" "Why hello there, ponies I saw twenty point three seconds ago!" Cognitio shot in front of them, making String Play jump back. "I here you wanna go up there?" he asked more or less as if to a be a statement. "Y-yes, you know that" Chica said flatly. Cognitio tapped his chin with a hoof, before looking at Chica excitedly. "Well, I can let you go up there if you do one thing for me, er, this whole concert!" he smiled widely, "All of you!". String Play sighed. "What?" he asked lowly, clearly agitated. "Be IN the concert of course!" Cognitio yipped, the others just glancing at each other, along with glaring at Cognitio. "No" was all Freddy said. "Great great! The instruments would be in that corner, and youll go up in-" Cognitio stuck a number card in Chicas hair- " 10 minutes! Good luck!" the yellow stallion jumped away happily, bouncing like Pinkie Pie would. "Uh, did he just?" String Play almost asked, but was answered with two shallow nods. "No, no no. Were not competing in this!" he growled. Freddy looked around, his face brightening up slightly. "Well... It may not be the FUNNEST idea, but it would let us see Springtrap easier" he pointed out. "Yep, see us singing and freaking playing a drum while we can`t get to him. Great" String Play muttered. "Well..." Chica pulled out the small index card in her hair, "we`re on soon". "So, how long can you stay?" Twilight asked Badge Gleam. "For a little while, maybe two hours or so" he answered with a shrug. Twilight looked back at the stage. Octavia was just finishing up, a few lines left to sing. 'But I won`t cry, I am Octavia'. "For a concert they have the greatest variety of music i`ve ever seen" Twilight commented. Just before a rock band had come and gone, and earlier was dubstep instrumentals, solo parodies, and even orchestras. 'You hurt me now, but I won`t cry'. Octavia got up, bowing, as many hoof claps were heard. She then turned and picked up her Cello, trotting off and through the red curtains, as they were lifted by another pony. Once she disappeared, a yellow unicorn stallion with a chipped horn poked his head out of the curtain, glancing this way and that. He had an eye-patch on him, but the pony was too far away for Twilight to actually TELL what was on it or what it represented. He ducked behind a curtain suddenly, his eyes shrinking for a second. "Okay then" Twilight muttered. "What is it?" Badge Gleam asked. "Just some pony". A small group of ponies came out, all foals. They had cups in there hooves, some enveloped within different colors of magic. They all stopped as tiny wooden blocks floated out onto the stage, each one in front of a foal. The cups dropped to the block, as the ponies began to sing the cup song. "Aw" was all Twilight could think to say. Badge Gleam nodded. "See, told you they had every type of music". "Why are the lads takin` so long?" Foxy complained, his hooves in front of him as he laid down. "I don`t know, maybe they got caught up in something?" Bonnie suggested. Goldy shrugged. "I guess, but still, they should tell us if that happens" he pointed out, a bit annoyed. "Possibly, but I don`t really see what would be the hold up" Vincent sighed as he just stared out the hallway, bored written on his face. "Hm, lad, do you know where you were at this time?" Foxy asked. "N-no, not really, but I think I may have messed it up a bit, in truth, you were found by Springtrap, almost killed" Vincent shrugged, "Bonnie here would end up dying by blood loss later... String Play and Chica were the only survivors". The two stared blankly, imagining their close fates. "Wait, you changed the future?" Goldy asked, almost dumbfounded. "Yeah, why? Something wrong with that?" Vincent asked, a bit worried. "No, I just wouldn`t tell String Play that" Goldy rolled his eyes. Foxy shivered a bit, looking away, down the other hallway. "Why not?". "Because, he tried to save us, including himself. Present Gift is now in the afterlife, but he failed at helping us". Vincent sighed, looking back down the hallway. His gaze had become more downed then bright. His ears fell back, as he muttered "sorry" silently. "So, were really gonna sing?" Chica asked nervously. "Yes, sadly. When we get done, I swear i`m putting the others in this too" String Play muttered. "Well yeah, were not gonna embarrass ourselves alone!" she gave a playful shove to String Play. He smiled slightly, but backed up out of her way, causing her to almost fall. Freddy was tuning a microphone. "So, what are we even gonna sing?" he asked. String Play smiled. "Oh, I have an idea". The three trotted out onto the stage, each holding different instruments. "I wish Bonnie were here, we could use a guitarist right now" Chica muttered. String Play stopped and placed a small piano like object on a black stand, though it was more square. He tested a few buttons, most unheard by the crowd. Chica set up the same thing, while Freddy had a microphone stand, and well... A microphone. "Are you ready?" he asked the others. They both nodded. With a sigh, the music began. (before the music`s done) Badge Gleam stared, his eyes shrunken to tiny dots. Twilight was in a more confused state, as she studied the black and white stallion on stage. Badge Gleam backed up, his lip trembling. "I-I need to go" he stammered. Twilight looked back, to see him slowly backing up. "What`s wrong?!" She silently shouted, getting up to catch up to the retreating stallion. "N-nothing, I just need to go" he muttered. He pulled down his cap with a hoof, before turning to gallop away. "B-Badge Gleam!" Twilight called out, but the denim pony ignored her and left. With a sigh, Twilight turned back to the ponies on stage. She decided to let Badge Gleam go for now, as she looked at the familiar white pupil pony. "I-is that?". The music stopped, and the ponies took their things, trotting back under a curtain- none taking the time to bow or smile. "It can`t be" she muttered again. The stallion walked out with his two friends, both familiar too. "String Play". Author's Note FINALLY THE CHAPTER IS OUT!!!! THIS WAS SO FREAKING RUSHED!!!!! BUT I DID IT!!!! K, i`m done raging now. Hope you liked it! I have no idea what i`m doing now, so... Yeah. Cracker?
yep, were doomed"String Play!" a purple alicorn galloped after String Play. He hadn`t been aware of her coming, until he heard the familiar voice. She was coming closer. "Wait, is that Twilight?!" Chica smiled. String Play glanced around. "Y-yeah it is, we need to get out of-" String play was cut off. Twilight had stopped right in front of him, her tail wagging a bit like a dog. String Play stepped back, still glancing around. Twilight kept a smile on her face all the while. "Is it you? String Play?" she asked quickly, seemingly impatient for an answer. String Play only eyed her in return, which sent a shiver up her spine. Chica decided to step forth. "Yes, it`s us!" she smiled, but Twilight was only studying her. "Right, it`s us as in Cake Flower and Cocoa Song" she replied flatly. Twilight made an 'oh' sound with her mouth. She lifted a hoof to String Play. "And this is String Play?" Twilight mouthed out. Chica nodded. String Play felt a tight hug around his neck. Chica and Freddy`s ears went back, as the stallion in front growled. "Get off of me" he pushed Twilight away, whom stumbled before standing up straight. "W-whats wrong?" she asked, as she came closer again, but kept her distance. String Play didnt answer, but the three began to walk past Twilight. She stepped in front of String Play, eying him. "What`s gotten into you?!" she argued. String Play walked ahead, putting his hoof up and shoving her backwards. "Stay out of my way" he said in a monotone voice, before disappearing beneath the crowd of ponies around them. Twilight was on her hooves, staring at where they vanished. She laid there for a while afterwards, too. "Oi, ye`ve been gone a while!" Foxy got up as the three ponies entered the hallway. "We got... Delayed" String Play grunted, "but we didn`t see Springtrap". Goldy got up, barely shaky anymore. "What happened? Youd of thought checking the crowd wouldnt take nearly THAT long. Even if it was only half an hour, you said you be back-" "I don`t care about what I said, we here now. Sadly, Cognertian-" String Play was cut off. "Cognitio" Chica corrected him. "Cognition got us into the band thingy without asking. Now were stuck trying to find him from the stage while SINGING" String Play growled. Bonnie attempted to hold in a laugh, covering his muzzle with one hoof. Vincent smiled evilly, "Whelp, at least none of us have to-" he was also cut off, except it was by String Play. "Your all sharing this same stupid burden too" the black and white stallion glared at each one, seeing if any objected. Vincent held the same glare. "Oh no, I do NOT sing. Or dance, or play any instruments, or what-not" he folded his hooves. A shadow loomed over him, and all the ponies around held their breaths. "What did you just say?" String Play asked. Chica held a face of confusion as she watched the two. "I said I cant sing, and therefore WONT. If Spring- me, saw well, me, bad things would happen" Vincent looked straight at String Play, whom laughed slightly. String Play rose his head and glared at the others, before looking back at Vincent. "Um, String Play, what are you doing?" Chica asked. String Play didn`t answer. The two shared glares at each other for a bit. The rest just watched with baited breath. "You do know what you just got yourself into right?" String Play asked Vincent, whom bore confusion in his muzzle. "What do you mean?" was all the purple stallion could think to say. String Play backed up, and turned to head away. Vincent took this time to get up and back away out of String Play`s grasp. "Look, tomorrow night, were all on, okay?" String Play asked the group, more commandingly thank anything. Each one shook their head slowly. "Good". String Play walked away, but stopped as he watched the ponies pass in front of him. Vincent looked at the others, clearly wondering why they would say yes to something they most likely didn`t want to do. So he decided to make the wost decision ever and ask. "How can you put up with this- him?" Vincent whispered to the whole group, whom suddenly laid their ears back. Vincent perked up as they did so, suddenly worried. A small whirr of wind was heard, and then it happened. A sharp pain stung into his chest, causing him to stop any movement. Small drops of liquid dripped from the spot where the pain was centered at. With slow movement, Vincent looked down at a... Knife. Every pony stared, wide eyed, though Chica gasped and cupped her muzzle. "They can put up with me because i`m their leader, as you should have done" String Play smiled wickedly from the entrance to the hall, as he took to trotting away, disappearing in the fast moving crowd of ponies. (You`d find it odd that no pony ever goes down this hall... Ooh, magical???) No pony was moving, all stunned by what String Play did. Vincent stared at where String Play was for a bit, until he fell. His eyes closed, his limbs going limp. Foxy rushed to where he laid, Freddy, and Goldy soon joining in. Chica just stood there, gaping. "Vincent!" Foxy cried, "Lad, wake up!". A pool of blood was now widening it`s way on the floor. Tears actually came to Chica and Bonnies eyes, lets just say Foxy`s were flooded with them. Even after only a day, Vincent seemed to be a good friend, at least to Foxy he was. "Vincent! Get up!" Foxy yet again cried. The unmoving stallion stayed limp. Goldy put a hoof to his neck, checking for a pulse. Then his eyes shrunk. "There`s no pulse" Goldy mumbled, and Foxy let out a sigh, but perked up. "If he`s a ghost, how is he bleeding?" he asked worriedly. "He IS a ghost, I know that. The brat even showed me" Freddy pitched in, his voice also flooded with concern. Foxy shared glances with them. "I don`t care right now, long as we can get him... Awake" he growled, "And then that String Play is gonna PAY". String Play strolled among the crowd, his white pupils searching for Springtrap. He had caught glimpses of similar colors passing him, but none matched the right tone. Most ponies around him parted ways, going around him, mostly creeped out by his eyes and coat. In a way, he seemed to be straight out of a video game, one of the bosses at the end of the game that are too smart and quick for you to kill. Along with the fact that ONCE you beat him, he would come back like Ganondorf, as some monstrous being. Ponies around him murmured, cupping their muzzles with their hooves as they whispered. String Play would eye them, before walking on. Springtrap had to be around here somewhere... Right? He looked on, trotting through the crowd as he reached the shops. He passed them, and soon reached the doors. His mind wandered along through different things, so he wasn`t really paying attention as he turned around and began to trot back to the stage. He had a blank stare on his face, though sometimes he would slightly smile while walking, whatever he was thinking of beyond imagination. thud. String Play bumped into an eye-level stallion, and stepped back quickly as he did so. The one in front of him had fallen, and got up in a flash, glaring at String Play. He was a golden green, and had tattered golden hair, about as short as String Play`s. His eyes were thin rings around a completely black oval pupil. "S-Springtrap..." String Play was shocked. The pony in front of him had a few cuts and bruises, and one ear was cut pretty badly. Springtrap didn`t take any chances before dashing off, leaving String Play a second to give chase. He ran after the golden stallion, though they matched speed, allowing Springtrap to stay in front. The stallion limped slightly on his right when he bounded across the floor, wincing each time he landed on the ground. "Get back here!" String Play yelled as he tried to catch up. His magic wasnt working, due to the fact he couldnt focus while going THIS fast. They dashed through and around groups of ponies, until Springtrap disappeared. String Play stopped suddenly, his eyes dancing around for Springtrap. The stallion was gone, nowhere to be seen. "Show yourself" he snarled. Most ponies ignored him. Springtrap didn`t come out of his hiding spot. "Coward, your gonna die next time" String Play spat as he turned around and began to trot back to the hallway his group now stayed at. "And so is Vincent". Author's Note Pizza? I just wanted to put in, even though I cant draw on the computer, I did the cover art for da story~ Honestly itd look a lot better if I drew it on paper, but whatever. Hope you like this chapter! I officially HATE String Play~ This was the official shortest chapter! WOOoooo!
Flaming competitionTwilight bounded through the crowd of ponies, her wings ruffling in adrenaline. She was breathless, but didn`t pay any attention to it. Her sides burned from the non-stop gallop. Her wings flapped slightly, but she held them down. It was a rule not to fly, unless on stage and such. A weird, stupid, rule, but it was still a rule. "String Play!" she called out. Even though Twilight hadnt seen him, she had a feeling shed run into him somewhere along here. "String Play!" her voice was lost in the sea of other voices, barely getting out before drowning. Her little search had gone on for about an hour now, with no results what-so-ever. But of course being whom she is, she didn`t stop. "String Play!" she called out. Maybe the hallways? Yeah, he`d be there. She knew it. She moved around the crowds of ponies, maneuvering her way around them. Some stepped out of her way, but most didnt- after a while of being princess, it gets to be more of a.... Meh sorta thing. A hallway was close by, and so Twilight decided to try it first. She trotted along the crowd, getting out of the thick line just before the hallway. The doorway wasn`t far. A small trot away, actually. Twilight made her way towards the entrance, a large doorway- without doors. She held a cheerful smile, determined to find String Play. That smile turned into a frown as she entered the hallway. Her eyes shrunk at the sight in front of her. Five ponies stared at her, clearly worried about the bloody one they all sat by. Each one seemed to represent a character from Freddy fazbears, the red one more than the others, having a metal claw hoof, and metal back legs. The stallion on the ground didnt seem to represent any character, but did seem most familiar... "V-Vincent?!" Twilight stammered. Cake Flower (to Twilight that`s her name) looked to her, barely nodding. Twilight could only watch in confusion. "W-why are you- what`s going on?!" she cried out. Foxy got up and glared at her. "Jus` get help, lass" he growled. Twilight nodded quickly, before rushing off. She charged her magic, disappearing in a puff of pink. She reappeared in front of a small wooden cottage, occupied with animals of all species. Without wasting any time, she galloped to a small spruce door, quickly knocking it with her hoof. "F-Fluttershy! I need your help!" she cried out. The door swung open to reveal a worried butter colored mare. She had a pale pink mane, which drooped almost to the ground. "W-what is-" "There`s no time! Here, let me teleport you!" Twilight said hastily, as she prepared her magic. With another puffy mist, the two ponies were outside the hallway, right before the entrance. "Your not going to like this, but-" Twilight was cut off by a smooth cracked voice. "You think your gonna help Vincent?" a tall stallion, String Play, smiled at them evilly. He stood in front of the entrance, blocking their way. Twilight glared at him. "Y-yes, String Play. Fluttershy can fix the wound" she said firmly. String Play only laughed. He stepped forward, causing both ponies to walk back. Fluttershy was shaking severely, her ears laid back as far as they could go. "P-please, w-whatevers g-going on here, im s-sure I could h-help" She stammered, her voice cracked and filled with concern. "No, its not that you couldnt, its that you wont" String Play leaned over, his face a mere inch from hers. Fluttershy shrunk back, her eyes tiny dots. Twilight glared at String Play, "What are you gonna do? There are too many ponies around to really scare anyone without gaining attention". String Play stood up, eyeing the purple alicorn. Fluttershy took this sliver of time to back up and step behind Twilight. The black and white stallion stepped forth. "Stay back!" Twilight growled. String Play did no such thing. "You`ve dragged yourself into this, Twilight. Stay out of my way, or else" he spat. Fluttershy was curled up in a ball, Twilight only glaring at String Play. The whole time, Foxy watched the act play out. He couldn`t intervene. String Play would kill him. But he couldn`t stand to watch Vincent just die either. Foxy got up and began to head over to the entrance, but was stopped by Freddy. "Dont even try it. Well find a way to fix the wound. You helped Goldy, after all" he smiled slightly. Foxy faltered, but ultimately nodded, sitting back down with the others. Twilight stepped back again, Fluttershy at the edge of some staring ponies. They murmured to each other the whole time, not intervening or retorting. With a sigh of defeat Twilight looked back to Fluttershy. "We`d better go" she looked at String Play, whom was smiling through his glare. She returned it. "We`ll be back though, String Play" she spat. The stallion only continued to wear his smile. "Of course you will" he turned around and trotted away, disappearing into the crowd of ponies. The watching ones turned back and walked along with their business. Twilight and Fluttershy decided not to go back to the hallway, in fear of String Play getting them from behind. Though Foxy did come out, and was now trotting towards them. "I`m here" a female voice stated, a bit rough, but over all normal. "Good, I think he`ll be here shortly" another, REALLY cracked male voice replied. "Hmm.... You sure? I thought he was looking for Bonnie" the female contemplated. "Yes, but I have a feeling hes not gonna succeed, considering that poor ponyll be hiding for his life" the male snorted. "True... Im scared, to be truthful. He said he ran into String Play earlier. Somehow that stallions become evil, he said he could practically feel the dark energy coming off of him!" the mare one stated worriedly. "Well, he wont find us, thats for sure" the stallion replied firmly, "If he does, we`ll get away in no time. Just sucks were basically camping in the same building". "True, im just glad you created that spell, thankfully no ponyll know were even here". "I think String Play has the same spell, wherever they are. Ever notice no pony really talked about 'awkward looking characters'?". "Your right". Small hoof taps could be heard from down a nearby hallway. "He`s here" the female one stated, looking down the hall. The stallion looked over at her. His whole body was a near complete black, being in the darkest of purple. No pupils or iris adorned his eyes, and his mane/tail was completely black. A top hat and bow adorned him. "Finally" the stallion sighed. "We have the wound bandaged up... But no pony`ll help us! Every time we say anything, they... Seem to go weird" Chica sighed, glancing outside at Twilight, whom was talking to Foxy. Seemingly, only she and that buttery colored Pegasus had been able to see the disaster. "I dont know why, but its probably String Play`s magic" Bonnie grunted. Vincent laid on the ground, still unconscious. His ear twitched, but that was basically all the movement they got. "Do you think he`s really undead?" Freddy found himself asking. Goldy looked up, agreement on his face. "Yeah, he couldn`t interact with other ponies or anything, but still..." "Maybe he isnt a ghost. Maybe hes in some sort of limbo, like he cant really interact with much, but hes not truly dead" Goldy contemplated. "Whelp, he might be soon of he doesnt wake up" Freddy stated, watching the shallow rise and fall of Vincents sides. Author's Note Oreo? Sorry, this chapter was RUSHED. I know it sucks, sorry. The next one should be better though~ this may be my shortest chapter due to writers block I suppose you could say I just needed to get some things started in this chapter, to prepare for the next one. I wont have the next one done until sunday, i`m about to make a blog as to tell why~
Springing auditions...? ._.Author's Note Im beating up writers block by writing. Its not easy, so please dont judge this chapter too much. And I do not ship Vincent and Foxy! ' ^ ' SMALL SPOILER I hate it when I can`t find a vocal only cover to a song. Springing auditions...? ._. "How long does it take to wake some pony up!?" Chica whined. "Look lass, were doing what we can" Foxy growled back. His attention was focused on Vincent, whom still seemed unconscious. The blood had stopped seeping through all of the rags, but even with that enhancement it didn`t seem to help him any. "I don`t really know what to do anymore" Freddy sighed. Goldy was still thinking along the lines of how he was attacked if he was a ghost. "Maybe he`s in another limbo version right now? Seemingly within consciousness?" he suggested, receiving a grunt from Bonnie. "Whatever that means, it doesn`t sound good" he pointed out. Goldy nodded. "It`s not". String Play had apparently decided to stay out all day, hunting for Springtrap. At least, hopefully so. Goldy put his hoof along Vincent`s neck. "Whelp, hes still alive. But hes been the exact same..." Vincent`s tail twitched. No pony noticed much, except Foxy and Goldy. "Is the lad waking up?!" Foxy beamed at the thought for some reason. "Possibly, but it`ll take a few minutes if so" Goldy replied. He perked up, suddenly remembering something. "Hey, uh, what about those two ponies? Are they gonna help?" he asked Foxy, whom sadly shook his head. "No, String Play scared `em off, lad". "Well, what did they say?" Goldy asked. "Something bout not being able to help, reallys all". Goldy dropped down, his ears laid back. "Well that sucks. We could have used unicorn magic..." he stared out the hallway. Some thing caught his eye. Why was Twilight out there? He could see her talking to- Goldy`s face paled. "What is it?" Freddy asked. "U-uh... Not some pony we want helping us....". A tall white mare trotted towards them, all the character`s eyes looking at her. She bore a long horn and aviator wings, along with a golden necklace, crown, and shoes. She had an ever flowing ethereal mane of light green, blue, and pink. "Hello there, ponies, my name is-" the regal voice of the mare was cut off. "We know who you are, Celestia" Freddy replied flatly, earning a small glare from Celestia herself. She sighed and looked to see why Twilight had been so urgent for to come here. Her eyes shrunk. A limp purple body laid on the tile ground, shallow breaths emitting from it`s sides. No pony took to bowing in any way, only moving aside as Celestia grew closer to the red pool of dry blood. "W-why haven`t you took this pony to the hospital!?" Celestia asked hastily. "Well, no pony can see us in here, it`d be a spell" Foxy looked down. "By who? Gah, that`s no important. We need to get him-" "No. No Pony can see him, alright? It`s not only a spell, apparently certain ponies can see him" Freddy glared daringly at Celestia. "He`s right. Only, undead ponies- and I guess special ones, can see him" Goldy pitched in. Celestia hesitated, before letting out a defeated sigh. "Then let me see what I can do" she looked to Vincent. She charged a bit of golden magic, before closing her eyes to examine the world within her mind. It basically went like this; she could see Equestria through the spirit dimension. Why she did this? Whence her eyes opened, she was standing in the same spot as before, but everything around her was the color of her aura- Gold. Simple orbs flowed by, spirits of animals or small ancient horses almost unrelated to ponykind. She glanced around from where she stood, until she spotted a darker intertwining color withing her view. It was purple, and a bit black, considering how her magic conflicted it. Celestia proceeded to trot towards it. She stopped right behind it, the earth pony in front of her slouched down in a droopy sitting position. Celestia rose her wings out a bit, attempting to get the stallion`s attention. He didn`t budge. "Ahem-" Celestia hadnt gotten his name- "Sir, you should know its dangerous to be in the spirit realm". "I know that" was all the purple aura of a stallion replied with. "Then let us go" Celestia awaited for him to get up. He didn`t. "Sir, your frie-" "First off, my name`s Vincent, and their not my friends!" Vincent spun around to face Celestia. His one black eye caught her off guard. "Im sorry, Vincent. But you dont want to die... Do you?" Celestia asked Vincent, whom only sighed. "I`m already dead" he slumped down. "No, your not. I can see your aura through mine. It means your still alive" Celestia assured him, in which he laughed silently too. "I was dead. He`s alive" Vincent replied with a cracked voice. "Wait, were? He? Whom are you talking about?" Celestia pressed onto this conversation. "Springtrap is alive, im his... Ghost" Vincent sighed, "Hes the real one". Celestia seemed to deadpan there. "Wait, you mean to say..." Before she could finish Vincent nodded. "How did you go back in time?!" Celestia was almost excited. "I d-don`t know. It just happened?" Vincent got up, looking around at the small fleeing orbs. "Hmm... Well, we must go. Vincent, you don`t want to die here, your friends will miss you". "Their not my friends. I have no friends" he spat, tears welling in his eyes. "How could you say that?! Their worried sick about you!" Celestia put out a wing, stopping Vincent from suddenly trying to flee. "T-they are?" Vincent stopped himself. "Yes, That crimson one seemed on the break of murder if you didn`t come back" Celestia smiled weakly. Vincent laughed a bit. "Heh, don`t say that" he began to trot over to his unconscious body. "Why not?" Celestia trotted after him. "Eh, just some incident that happened, say about, five years ago" he smirked at the deadpanning Celestia. She grumbled and ran after him, but not quick enough to catch him. His form flashed, and was then gone. "You little" cue actual cussing from Celestia. Vincent shot up, gasping for air. Freddy had to jump away to not get hit in the face, as the rest did so. Well, a crimson and metal hoof shot around Vincent`s neck, then hitting his shoulders in a tight squeeze. "I thought ye were gone!" Foxy whined as he choked Vincent. The purple stallion didn`t pull away though. He let Foxy almost kill him again. "Y-yeah..." Vincent`s ears went back as Celestia seemed to awaken from her standing slumber. "Bah! Your the one who killed th-" she was cut off. "Yeah, he killed us" Freddy smiled simply. Celestia`s left eye twitched. "Treason?" she suggested, pointing a hoof at Vincent. Foxy snarled at her, his sharp canine teeth poking out. "No, lass. He may of done it, but you lay a pretty little hoof on him and consider ye self dead" he shot her a daring glare. Celestia pulled her hoof back, clearly caught off guard by the defense of the crimson metal stallion. She tapped her chin with a hoof for a second. "Why do you all look like the robots came alive from Freddy Fazbears?" she asked after a moment or so. Chica giggled. "...Because we did?" she shrugged. "Wait, so you came back alive?! The missing children?!" Celestia gaped. Bonnie nodded, before sighing, "Even String Play...". "Whom is String Play?" Celestia questioned. "The one who brought us back" Goldy shivered. Celestia took notice of each ponies saddening faces, mostly being Vincent`s. He was looked down at his wound. "... I would like to meet this 'String Play'" Celestia stated firmly. A bland yellow blur shot through the crowd, toppling as it maneuvered around ponies. The fast moving pony almost tripped over a small filly, but was lucky enough to lift his back hooves just in time to go over the tiny brat. The tattered mane was only messier now, not getting any better as the stallion toppled over the steps to the backstage, hitting the ground with a loud thud. "I`m here! For the, " Huff, " auditions!" the pony gasped for air as he spoke. He slowly got up, brushing dust off of him. A sudden shadow formed on the floor in front of him. As the golden pony looked up, he was greeted with a yellow stallion, bearing a chipped horn and light brown hair. "Hello there!" the stallion held out a hoof to the golden green pony, whom shoved it away as he stood up. "You the manager here?" he asked in a half growl. "Why, yes! My name is Cognitio by the way" Cognitio put a hoof over the stallion`s shoulders, whom shoved it away yet again. "Look. I`m just here to audition" he said flatly. Cognitio smiled, a blank stare on his face. "Uh my names Vin- I mean Springtrap. Uh..." Springtrap stared at Cognitios empty face. He seemed to be humming the cup song... "Oh dear, well look at the time. You can either come in and try out with whatever a voice you have, or you can scram" Cognitio glared at Springtrap, whom in return jumped back at the changed tone in voice... And attitude. "I, uh, i`m trying out?" Springtrap shrugged. Cognitio regained a blank stare, before he slumped his shoulders. "Fiiiiine. Fritz, we have another auditioner...." with that a bland dark blue stallion rushed towards them, stopping right before he could hit the two. "Im here!" Fritz gaped for air. He didnt seem very athletic. Springtrap grunted. The eye-patch bearing stallion rung a hoof over his shoulders. "Sooooo, why are you auditioning?" Cognitio asked lightly, though he expected an answer. "That`s my business, not yours" Springtrap growled. "Oh, but it is my business!" Cognitio chuckled, "i`m the manager, and I need to know your not trying to kill any pony" he focused a stare on Springtrap. The golden green pony stepped back, away from him. "N-no, im not" he stammered, "I just cant keep running, and I need a stationary spot that I can trust. One where I can check for the ponies whom want me dead. Is that good enough for you?" Springtrap snarled at the end. "I suppose that`s good enough for me" Cognitio studied String Play closely. "Follow Fritz, he`ll take you to the back room". Springtrap did as told, following the earth pony to a simple wooden door. "Here ya go" Fritz opened the door, in which they both trotted in. The room was a tiny, white space fit for a small daycare. A few empty seats stood in a corner of the room, facing a rather dark and shadowy area- probably where the auditioner would try out. "K, so you just go to that spot, "Fritz pointed to the exact same shadowy area, "and ill judge ya". Springtrap sighed before trotting over. "I honestly don`t get why Cognitio wants you to audition though. Last group he had he just threw out onto the stage". "Kinda wish he`d done that this time" Springtrap grunted. "Meh, too bad" Fritz shrugged, "whenever your ready start. I`ll be the spectator". The golden Green stallion trotted over to the shadowed spot. "I guess there`s no reason to wait". Springtrap thought for a second. "You have any Dubstep without vocals?" he asked, in which Fritz nodded. "Yeah, let me play one," the blue stallion stopped, "Uh, which one?". "Random". "`K".
So... We`re all mangled here, eh?"So, he wants to catch that golden twin brat of his?" the shadowy Freddy Fazbear like pony asked the pale white mare next to him. "Yep. But there`s two of them. We need to go after one that apparently looks like him, just less damaged" she responded lightly. "So, what about that Golden bear then?". "We wait til he says to go. For now our only orders are to catch the other one". "Alright. Should we split up or..." he turned to the mare. "I think so, yeah. Itd increase our chances of finding him at least" she smiled a bit, her purple cheeks flashing red for a moment. The shadow didnt notice, instead leaping to the end of the hall they stood in. "Alright, i`ll take the stage area, you get the shops" he shot a competitive smile at the mare. "Okay. Just remember, the brat has a spirit chain on Springtrap, meaning he can`t get very far from him" she pitched in, before jumping to the spot beside the shadow. "Good, only makes it easier". "Hmph" they galloped out of the hallway, heading in different directions. The shadow found it easy to simply turn almost invisible, a small outline of his limbs and back the only thing see-able by normal ponies. The mare just slipped through the crowds of ponies, easily moving through the crowd. Her eyes danced along the crowds of ponies, as they landed on each one before moving on. "Ack! S-stay away!" a rather scared voice carried off through the concert, though it was drowned out by the many ponies there. A golden green stallion was dashing around a white mare, whom had bitten him several times. "Get back here, brat!" she spat as she lunged at him, nipping his ear before he could get away. "Heck no! Your trying to kill me!" the stallion growled hastily, as he ducked under her as she tried to catch him with a hoof. "I`m not gonna kill ya! I need to get you back to Springtrap!" she jumped back as he attempted to buck at her. "Springtrap? Who ever that is, i`m still not going!" he twisted his head to evade a swipe from the mare. "Would it help if I said you don`t have a choice?" she stopped shortly, awaiting an answer. "No" the stallion retorted, "how stupid are you to even think that?". The mare sighed, "You asked for it then". She dashed around him, as he attempted to block an attack from her. "Mangle, what`s gotten into you!?" he jumped backwards through the air, landing on all fours. "Nothing`s gotten into me!" she retaliated. "You were never like this! And even your looks are different!" he tried to reason with her. It was true, she no longer had the doll-like rosy cheeks. They were a shadowy purple, and both of her eyes contained the black with white pupil feature. There were other differences too, mostly everything pink being shadowed. "So? Im alive again, thats all that matters" she backed away from the stallion. He was utterly confused. "Wait, what do you mean, again?". Mangle`s bow she wore flashed pink for a second, before becoming purple again. "Look, Springy, you don`t understand" she shook her head before staring at him, an evil smile on her face, "that I can be most deceiving...". Two hooves suddenly wrapped around 'Springys' Neck, hefting him to his hooves. The legs were invisible... Until they shimmered into dark shadowy purple hooves, like the color of Mangles bow. "L-let me go!" Springy cried out. "Nope, your coming with us" a male shadow voice came from behind Bon Bon, as he was being choked by the stallion. "Hey!" a lighter, more cunning voice broke the act in place. At the end of the hall, a golden stallion bearing a top hat glared at Mangle and the shadow. "Let him go" Goldy growled as he slowly trotted towards the shadow. "And what would you do?" the shadow smirked. "Shadow Freddy, this is the other one we need" Mangle pointed to Goldy with her muzzle. "Hah! We can just get both of them now!" 'Shadow' laughed. Mangle nodded. "Get em, Mangle!" Shadow smirked, as he made sure to keep a hoof down so Bon Bon couldnt flee. Goldy stayed still as he awaited Mangle to attack. His back was still wounded, which had caused his front right leg to lose feeling again and again. Mangle lunged at him, in which he side stepped, before managed to buck her back left leg. She spun around and swung to attack him, catching his left ear before twisted her back to turn around. Goldy bit down on her one air-born paw, as she yelped in pain. "Cmon Mangle, Springtrap was able to get him!" Shadow growled. Mangle wasnt exactly winning much. Shed manage to cut half of Goldys right ear off, and get him a few more bloody scratches, but all in all, he was winning in the fight. Mangle jumped backwards, twisting a hoof as she landed on the ground. She yelped in pain, getting up slowly. He`d already almost broke her front left leg, even in the small amount of time spent fighting. Goldy was walking closer. Mangle`s pupils shrunk as far as they could, as she quickly limped away from him. Shadow grunted, as he placed a small spell chain on Springy. The golden stallion attempted to get away as Shadow left, to find a slightly visible purple chain connected to his front right hoof. "I`m going to have to beat you myself then" Shadow sighed. Goldy laughed to himself. "I don`t think so". Shadow became what would have been invisible. Goldy closed his eyes, before opening them and glancing around. A whir of air brushed against his back left leg, in which he quickly brought up. He kicked Shadow, whom fell back. The bare outline was hardly visible, but Goldy used it as best he could. Shadow lunged at him, in which sucked, getting hit in the back by Shadows back hooves. Goldy bucked in the direction of where he would have landed. His hooves hit nothing, raising a bit of concern. Shadow bucked Goldys jaw, and the golden stallion fell back near Springy, barely landing on his hooves. He could see Shadow lunging at him, and so he pretended to look away. That is until he twisted around a buck the outline of Shadow in the face. The dark stallion lost his grip on the shadow magic as he fell back onto the ground. The stallion slowly got up, gasping for air. "I said... Stay back" Goldy spat as he side stepped near Springy. The golden green stallion did nothing. "Dear Luna, how`d Springtrap kill you?!" Shadow retorted once he was standing up, as he wiped off his now bloody nose. Mangle stepped towards Springy. "Hey, do you WANT to die?!" Goldy growled. "Hand him over, and you`ll live" Mangle stated firmly. "You really think your in a position to threat me?" Goldy laughed. Shadow stepped forward too. Mangle made a run for Springy, but Goldy quickly side-stepped once more, in front of the downed pony. He arched his back, glaring daringly at both of the now halted attackers. Mangle sighed. "You win for now, "she glanced at Shadow, "but we`ll be back". The two nodded and galloped off, leaving Goldy with the golden green stallion beside him. "Get up" was all Goldy said. the stallion did as told, jumping to his feet. "W-What`s going on?!" Springy cried. Goldy snorted. "Your not Springtrap...?". "God, who the heck is that? What do I look like him or something?". "Yeah. You could it put it like that. Who were they" Goldy demanded. "Shadow, and... Mangle. She`s not acting normal!" Springy growled. "You mean the shadowy pieces of her?" Goldy guessed. "Not only that. She said she`s alive- again". The two looked down. "How did you come back though? Were you another child? But that`s impossible..." Goldy tilted his head at Springy. "I was never alive, if that helps. Thats why im so confused. Your not acting right either" Springy sniffed. "What`s that supposed to mean?" Goldy stepped back. What was presumed to be Spring Bonnie, stood at about a half foot shorter than Goldy. "Well, its everything. You didnt recognize me, you`ve never had those evil looking eyes... No offense, but your just... Not you, Fredbear" Springy looked up at Goldy, whom nodded. He understood what Springy meant now. "Thats because im not Fredbear", he thought of how to explain it- and went with just saying it," I was called Goldy, and I was killed. Me and my brother. We possessed the two Freddy suits, mine being Fredbear". Now it was time for Springy to be confused. "Wait wait wait", he put up a hoof," you died? But you came back?!". "At night, yes. We roamed the halls for five years, before String Play... Brought us back to literal life". "So, who`s this String Play?" Springy got to his hooves. "Some pony you DON`T want to meet" Goldy sighed, before trotting to the edge of the hallway. He turned around slightly as he awaited Springy to follow him. Springy trotted towards him, as Goldy turned and began to walk away. "We should take you back to the 'camp', as I call it" he stated. Springy nodded. "Who`s there?" he asked in curiosity. "There`s Bonnie, Freddy, Chica, and Foxy. Along with Vincent..." Goldy said in a hushed whisper. "... And who`s Vincent?" Springy asked. "Well to put it one way, he died in your spring lock suit". ".....Oh". Author's Note I managed to make a whole chapter of just this... Consider the next chapter the second part to this one~
Shadowling"Springtrap! Where are you?!" Mangle rushed up to the stairs leading backstage. "Springtrap! I have important news!" a yellow stallion stepped in front of her. She skidded to a halt, before shrugging and swiftly evading him to the right. She continued to run, ignoring the pleas to stop from that pony. Springtrap placed a hoof in front of the blur of Mangle, and she toppled over her hooves as her neck hit his hoof. "What is it?" Springtrap asked hastily. "It`s about Spring Bonnie. Golden Freddy stopped us, he-" "He WHAT?! That %^&*@! Wheres Shadow?!" Springtrap demanded. (yeah theres now cussing, but i`m now just 'blocking' it with those symbol things). "He should be here any second now, sir..." Mangle shrunk back, her half fox half pony tail swishing back and forth. "Good, I may have found a way to keep us all safe while we can look out for them.... Goldy`ll pay for that" Springtrap snarled. Cognitio bound up to the two ponies, accompanied by a dark, shadowy colored stallion. "Shadow, good. How in Sithis` name did you let Golden butt get away?!" Springtrap stepped towards the shrinking Pony. Cognitio interrupted the small act, his face grim. "If you don`t wanna let every pony know about that shadowy magic of yours, I suggest you stop" he whispered hastily, where only Springtrap could hear him. The golden green pony stepped back, though he growled a few curses under his breath. "Good, now... Your supposed to go up next, Springtrap... But..." Cognitio looked at the other two ponies. They gave off the same dark energy, though that white mare did seem to have a more 'fake' aura than the other two. That shadowy one was pure magic. Springtrap was... Half and half... "You know what? Your all going up in ten minutes. Let a few ponies go, so you can get ready". "Wait. WHAT?!" Mangle was took back. "Yes, any questions?" Cognitio, shrugged- not waiting for any pony to object before galloping off at a swift pace. Springtrap was deadpanning the situation.... "Oh for *&$%s sake! CMON!" he growled out loud. Shadow was silently sighing out a few curses as well.... Mangle looked ready to faint. "He`s NOT forcing me to... No. Just no" Mangle sat on her haunches, looking ready to object. "Yes you are" Springtrap nudged her with a hoof. "W-what?! I- er... Fine...." Mangle growled under her breath. "Plus, that puppet pony and a few others have to play. I heard from that Cognitio fellow that he entered the others that weren`t in his small.... Band" Springtrap sneered. Shadow managed a small laugh, but it soon faded. "How are we gonna do this with out being seen by them?!" He asked hastily, worry turning his throat dry. "They wouldn`t DARE attack us out in the open, now would they?" Springtrap offered. "... You have a point there" Mangle huffed. "Uh... Heh, guys...?" Goldy slowly trotted around to the stage- he`d been told to meet back there. "Lad, yer back!" Foxy rushed over to him, but of course skidded to a halt at the pony behind him. "Er... There`s a Golden, ya know, murderer behind ye..." Goldy face-hoofed. "Its not Springtrap. Trust me. First off, hes too small. And second, 'Springy' is WAY too off" he kicked Springy with his back hoof, forcing the stallion forward. "Uh... Hi?" he sheepishly smiled. "And too shy" Foxy added. "Let`s go, we need to make sure every pony knows who you are before they try and kill you" Goldy stated. Springy nodded hastily, galloping backstage. ... He was met with a tackle. "What are you doing?!" Chica pinned the poor pony to the ground, whom shrunk back as far as he could. "Chica! It`s not Springtrap! Let him go!" Goldy barked, and the yellow pony quickly got off, though she eyed Springy suspiciously. "He looks like em. Hes golden and has those weird eyes...". "I`m Springy. An animatronic Bunny. Er, live pony...?" he suggested. "How is he alive?" Chica mouthed out, as she pointed a hoof at Springy. Goldy sighed. "Ill explain once every ponys seen him, lets just hope hes not dead by then". "Alright, so you r-ready?" Bonnie asked nervously. "Are you nervous?! You were forced to perform in front of fillies for five freaking years!" Vincent retorted, then shrunk back. "Yeah, because of ye. And we werent performing. Those programs were. And they arent here to help us now" Foxy pitched in. "Well, your not gonna sing a stupid child`s song, now are you?" Vincent teased. "He`s right about that" Goldy smiled. Chica, Freddy, and String Play were getting ready to perform. Then it was them. "... Er..." Foxy looked back at the three ponies whom just left for the stage. He also glanced at Goldy. Springy wasnt in sight. The fox pony began to whisper in Goldys ear. "Ye haven`t introduced Vincent and Springy have ye?" he asked cautiously, expecting a no. "No". "Good". "So, you are all now forced to sing again?" a regal voice asked, making Foxy and Bonnie jump. "GOD DANG WOMAN!" Bonnie cried out as he recovered. "What? Did I scare you?" Celestia laughed slightly. "... Hmph. Well yes, String Play has now forced us to sing again" Bonnie snorted. "I can`t even sing! What the %^&* does he want me to do?!" Vincent complained out loud. "The puppet is making you sing. That`s that" Goldy smirked. Vincent could only sigh. "Hey, " Bonnie nudged Foxy, "Their starting". "Ugh... You ready?" Chica sighed. String Play joined in on the sigh. "Yeah.... Hey, at least we can share the pain" he looked at the others before snickering a little. "I guess" was all Freddy said. "Whelp. We`d better start" Chica gulped. "What are we playing now?" Freddy asked String Play silently. The black and white puppet pony glared at him. "You forgot the name of it again?!" he retorted. "Heh, never mind. Let`s just start..." they looked to their instruments. "Yeah. Let`s get this over with" Chica grumbled. Freddy- singer String Play- instrumental/ night guard. Chica- dubstep bell part . Foxy was laughing his flank off. "S-shut up!" Freddy shoved him back, causing the fox pony to laugh even more. "Yer v-voice though..." Foxy managed to get out before laughing even further. "Your up, fox pup" Freddy growled before trotting off. Bonnie let out a few muffled laughs. "I don`t know, String Play was a bit funny too..." he pitched in. "SHUT UP!!!" a bark was heard from some room backstage, belonging to String Play. As the four ponies entered the front stage, another stallion was just joining to crowd. Goldy and Vincent noticed him, Vincent being disgusted by the guard outfit. Goldy nudged Bonnie, whom stopped to look too. "Hey, isn`t that... H-he looks like Badge Gleam!" Bonnie perked up. "Yeah... Hes the night guard now" Goldy sighed. He had a feeling Badge Gleam wouldnt exactly be at this concert for long. For a good reason, too. "Whelp, i`m ready. You?" Vincent asked. "Well, as much as i`ll ever be" Bonnie grunted. "Good. Eh, Goldy, is the spell working?" he asked with a slight tilt of his head. "Should be. Celestia is the equivalent of an arch-mage" Goldy replied smoothly. "Hope so. Or else this`ll sound weird..." Vincent shook his head. "Aye, lad, I have a question before we start" Foxy nudged Goldy, whom perked up. "Yeah?" was his response. "What..., "Foxy held up a metal triangle, "is this?". Cue face-hoof. Vincent- Singer Goldy- dubstep piano Bonnie- background voice Foxy- triangle.... "That was awful" Vincent complained as he rubbed his throat. "I thought we did good! And at least the spell worked" Bonnie pointed out. "Yeah, or else we`d of been doomed" Goldy pitched in. "... I guess your right. But still, i don`t get why WE have to go up there too" Vincent replied. "Because he has to, and therefore so do we" Foxy growled. "Did you see Badge Gleam though? He didn't leave..." Goldy sighed. "Wait, I did see him! He was heading towards the backstage, I think- " Bonnie stopped. He turned towards the entrance, at the top of the stairs. Badge Gleam was standing there, awe and horror plastered across his muzzle. "It`s our turn" Mangle noted. Shadow nodded. "That puppet pony already knows of our presence. I doubt those other ones do though". "Most likely. You ready?". "Let's hope so. WE of all ponies can't afford to lose this. Not when we've finally got a safe place" Shadow snickered. Springtrap came up from behind them. "What have I got us into..." he mumbled half to himself. "Lets just get this over with" Mangle sighed, heading out towards the stage. "..." Shadow made no reply, and nor did Springtrap, as they followed her. Springtrap- singer Shadow- background voice Mangle- dubstep piano~ Author's Note And yet we end with another song!!! you probably hate this chapter don't you.... I don't like this chapter much, but I swear. I can imagine Vincent singing ' you can`t escape me' right now... Ahem, hope you liked the chapter though. The next one should be good!!! I'm so sorry, I forgot the chapter art! Here it is- I can imagine the scene play out like that~ Um.... I don't know when this story`ll ever end... Skittle?
TruceSpringtrap and String Play only glared at each other. The whole room seemed stiff, even Shadow and Vincent tensing up. The former two said nothing, only stared daringly at each other- a seemingly silent taunt to attack.] Finally, Freddy spoke up. "Eh, String Play. What are you doing?" he stammered. Nopony wanted to talk to that puppet pony- mainly because they were scared to do so. Springtrap slowly edged away from the black and white pony. "Were safe here, at least" he snickered. A few employees had gathered around the small group. "Not for long. The moment your away from another pony, your dead". Bonnie of course still had an eye on Badge Gleam, whom seemed frozen. Twilight had rushed up beside him, and was standing their too- but with confusion on her muzzle instead of horror. String Play twisted his head to look see what had caught Bonnie's eyes, letting out a snort as he laid his eyes upon more imbeciles. Badge Gleam tilted his head to one side slightly. "H-How are you... A-Alive..." His voice came out in a choke, as he began to silently hyperventilate. Goldy could only give off a sheepish smile. "Eh, uh... Badge Gleam....?" He raised a hoof slightly, but let it hang more or less limp- in an attempt to calm what he would suspect to be a scream. "How do you know my name?! How are you alive! You killer robots!" Badge Gleam began to kick into panic mode. "No! We're not them! I mean, well, we were, but..." Chica trailed off. Badge Gleam had stopped, and now awaiting a hopefully calming explanation. Twilight was awaiting it too, as she kept an eye on Badge Gleam- in case he decided to run. "Oh, you want me to tell you how- uh, o-okay" Chica stammered sheepishly. Freddy sighed. "Here's what happened, "he began, "... First, let me tell who we are". Badge Gleam kept a straight face. "Your Freddy Fazbear..." an eye twitched. "Well, yes, but no" Freddy sighed. "..." Badge Gleam twirled a hoof for him to go on. "Right. We're- i'm, Cocoa Song". Badge Gleam's left eye twitched again. "... No..." he barely made a sound, "You- they- died..." his eyes teared up. "But it is us! It's me, Cake Flower!" Chica pitched in. "NO! Prove it!" Badge Gleam cried out- attracting more unwanted attention. Springtrap had since then left, as String Play pointed out- disgusted. "It is us" he spat at Badge Gleam, "and it's still me, String Play" he glared at the security pony. "You don't act like he did". "Well, five years can do that to you!" String Play retorted- half like a filly. "It's me, lad. Crimson Fur" Foxy stepped forth, sadness filling his eyes. Badge Gleam could only stare for the longest time. His mouth parted at last to speak, but only a few dry words came out. "...No... You died... You got killed..." he stepped back slightly. Twilight could only sigh, as she let her right wing fall out- blocking him from fleeing. This time it was Vincent who talked. "Yes, your right. I killed them" he sighed, his one black eye catching Badge Gleam off guard- but not as much as what he'd just said. "That's impossible! I was told the murderer got caught!" Badge Gleam argued back. Everypony tilted their heads, including String Play. "You were what?!" Vincent gaped. "Yeah! I was! He's in prison! Not- not here!" Badge Gleam exclaimed. "They must've caught the wrong pony" Vincent half laughed to himself. "Must've. But if your the killer... Then you should be behind bars" Badge Gleam pointed out. "Well, I was behind a whole bunch of crossbeams and wires for five years..." Vincent smirked. Badge Gleam could only stare in confusion. "Never mind that," Freddy shook his head, "do you believe us?". "I don't know. Your just freaks, from my point of view. Freaks who want to ruin my life" Badge Gleam snorted, taking notice he couldn't leave due to Twilight. Bonnie leaned over and whispered something into Freddy's ear. The brown pony nodded, and looked back at Badge Gleam. "We'll prove it. You begin the night shift in about ten minutes, right? We'll leave after the next song" he concluded, not really allowing Badge Gleam to argue. And, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't help feeling relieved that his shift wouldn't be done alone. "Alright" Badge Gleam shrugged as he trotted up to the front door of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, "you can come in. But don't let anypony see you. Sithis knows the trouble i'll be in if i'm caught allowing anypony in at night, and Twilight? Your coming too, please" the purple alicorn nodded and trotted in. She seemes to trust these characteristic ponies completely, which was a bit unsettling to Badge Gleam. But he worked on keeping his cool. Not only was it that they talked about being the dead children and all, along with twilight's large amount of trust, but it was two other things too. That puppet pony wouldn't stop glaring at EVERYTHING. Especially Badge Gleam. But it was... Their aura. Each of those shady ponies emanated an unsettling amount of dark magic, the most coming from 'String Play'. He made sure to stay a bit away from each one- mainly the puppet. They could destroy his disguise. And if that happened, he could be killed. His spine shivered, the hard changeling shell underneath trembling slightly. The thought of being discovered and/or covered in that bile magic made Badge Gleam's skin crawl. They continued into the dining area. Freddy couldn't help but glare at his robotic counter part, Chica just sighing at the sight of their deadly prisons. "The shift's started" Badge Gleam shifted upon his hooves uneasily. "Right. Lets get to the office then. Don't want to wait for me- it" Bonnie laughed nervously as he made his way down the left hall. The others did the same, though Badge gleam was speed trotting there, fear making his hooves buzz. The phone had already begun ringing once everypony was inside. Well... It was cramped of course. The call went on for a while. "You know he died, right?" Goldy nudged Badge Gleam. "Uh... No, I didn't. And I didn't need to know that..." he edged away from the pony. String Play sighed, as he stepped towards the door. "Where are you going?!" Badge piped up, his face twisting into that of fear. "I'm not gonna stay in this blood wretched office" the puppet pony snorted, before walking out into the hall, "plus, if any dumb hunks of metal come at me, consider them gone". "Uh, as long as I don't get fired..." Badge Gleam silently sighed to himself, before pulling up his monitor. The animatronic Bonnie had already moved to the parts room. Along with Chica, though she was clanging around in the kitchen. "If you're so sure of yourselves," Badge Gleam sent a glare to the 'living' versions of the animtronics, "then you'll know where their going to next". Freddy nodded. "My character shouldn't leave for a while. Depends on the night. If I do, it won't be til a bit later". Badge Gleam stood back, a bit astonished. "Uh, next?". "I'll be here soon, though by the looks of it, String Play might just stop my character... Check the closet every so often" Bonnie pitched in an answer. "...Well, you know a lot about this. I..." Badge Gleam sighed "Meh, never mind". The others all shared confused glances before shrugging it off. "Hey, anyone else come back? I mean, like those other ponies before" Badge Gleam asked. Foxy answered him. "Aye, lad. Twas Mangle, and Shadow. And... Springtrap" he lowered his head. "I'm guessing that was the golden one?". "Aye". "Your peeking out of the cove". "WHAT?!" Foxy swung his head up. "I mean, um, it is? Er, your non-living form!" Badge Gleam quickly rephrased his sentence. String Play called over his shoulder to the others. "I think I'll go take a look around this place" String Play muttered before trotting off- without a single glance moment spared for the other's consent. Freddy spared a glance at Bonnie, and the purple pony stealthily snuck out of the office. "I'll keep an eye on him" he muttered before leaving their sight. "Okay... So we have two ponies who're gonna die tonight" Badge Gleam shook his head as he checked other screens- including Pirate's cove. "Make that three," Chica smirked before walking off. "Are you all idiots?!" Badge Gleam cried out. "No," Chica popped her head through the office doorway, "I'm just hungry". Author's Note this chapter took a while- sorry! BUT, I won't be working on the story itself for a while either. I'm more focused on reading than writing right now... And... Yeah. If you've read a New world a new way- then you know it'll be a while. Sandwich?
We're all idiots with insect friends"We need to devise a plan" was the first thing Celestia stated. Apple Jack- and orange earth pony, shot her a confused look, and as did every pony in the room besides Fluttershy. "You heard the news about the murder five years ago, right?". "Yeah" Rainbow Dash muttered, as she scraped a hoof along the ground. "Well... The culprit that had been caught was innocent" Celestia stated, "Actually, he was sent to jail without my consent, in truth". "And what does that have to do with us?" Rarity, an albino unicorn with a rich purple mane asked, confused. "Well... Those children are alive again. As... What looks like the animatronics from Freddy Fazbear's pizza". Rainbow Dash fell on the floor. "Hah! Nice one!" Apple Jack shot her a glare. "I'm being serious" Celestia muttered a growl. "Oh really? Prove it" Rainbow Dash got up and rolled her hoof. "I will," Celestia assured her, "When we're ready". "How would we prepare then? And why in the middle of the night?!" Rarity burst out. "It's urgent" Celestia stated. "Alright," Rainbow sighed, "Just tell me what's going on". While Celestia explained the whole situation, she was brought with murmurs of confusion and disbelief. "So," Apple Jack sighed, "Kids came back to life as those funky robots from Freddy Fazbear's pizza" she earned a nod from Celestia. "Ah'll believe when I see it" she mumbled. Everyone eventually agreed with her- how was something like that even possible?! "Look," Fluttershy stammered, "Celestia's t-telling the truth. I saw th-them". "Uh huh" Rainbow muttered. Finally, Celestia let out a long sigh before speaking again. "I'll show you if I have to" she had a face full of determination. "Well, if you say so" Pinkie Pie giggled. "When will you show us?" Rarity asked. "Tomorrow at dawn. Then we must get Twilight Sparkle devise a plan" Celestia explained. "Okay," Pinkie Pie replied, "uh, a plan to do what?". "I'm actually not quite sure yet" Celestia sighed. "Chica's at the left door!" Badge Gleam exclaimed, flailing his arms about. Foxy just sighed, as he pushed the door button- causing a metal wall to close in the yellow pony's face. "If ye act like that every night, you'll die before long" he muttered to himself. "Foxy's got a point there. How are you even still alive?" Freddy tilted his head to one side. "Well... When there aren't living versions of killer animatronics standing behind me, it tends to be easier" Badge mumbled. "By the way, where's that puppet pony at anyways?" he asked, as he checked the cameras. "I haven't seen him on any of the cameras," Vincent pitched in, "Want me to check?". "I don't know, lad, "Foxy replied, "I may not have seen our lifeless forms react ta us, but that doesn't mean you're safe". "Well... I was stuck as one for a while. Doesn't that classify me as an undead animtronic to them? Considering I AM also a ghost and all". "You were stabbed before" Freddy muttered. "Look, guys," Springy spoke up, his form tiny compared to the others, "What the heck are you talking about?". "Right...", "Goldy face-hoofed, "There was that incident. It wasn't just me and my brother who were killed," he glanced around the others, seeing their shifting hooves immediately. "Perhaps we should speak of it later" Goldy offered, deciding not to go into detail about the killer's death. "You keep acting like I'm a child, "Springy huffed, "But fine. Since surviving is a bigger concern". "As we were saying," Vincent continued, casting a glare at Springy, "I'm gonna go see if puppet brain's still in this dump". Before any pony could answer, he trotted out the left door. "If you need an excuse, guard poor Badge Gleam" he quickly added over his shoulder as he disappeared. Springy sighed. "So, he hates me, I take it?". "eh... Yeah" Freddy glanced around. Twilight looked over the camera. "Well, it seems Bonnie isn't affected by... Er, Bonnie" she attempted to calm the subject. "where is that dumb puppet?!" String Play growled as he shoved yet another box across the room. He'd succeeded in finding nothing that even simply suggested the previous pizzeria, not even a poster or trademark. Bonnie stood at the doorway of the party room, carefully watching String's every movement. He was covered by the shadows that deepened behind the door frame, the light barely hitting his mane. So far, String Play had been kicking around the boxes in the parts room, looking for some sign of the puppet. But to no avail- even a simple gesture that any of the toy animatronics existed was un-evident. "C'mon..." String Play kicked another box, labeled trash. It slammed into another box, hitting the wall before falling into a heap of empty Freddy heads. A small clang echoed off of the room afterwards. A small brown mask rolled on it's side, until hitting String Play's hoof. The mask fell, a rythm of small clanks against the dry bloody tile. String Play glared down at it as it finally stopped. That frown slowly became a large grin, stretching over his face like a mad mare. Author's Note I know this chapter took a while, and since I need to get onto another chapter, like now, I'm gonna go ahead and submit it at exactly 1,000 words. Sorry about the cut of about 500 words, but I'll try to make up for that soon. As for the chapter art, here you go-
you have a plan, right?"It's been a while" Twilight muttered as she glanced around the cameras. "I know. Bonnie should've been back by now" Freddy replied absently. "Maybe he got killed?" Badge Gleam smiled sheepishly, "we haven't been attacked yet". "Shut up" Goldy growled. "Look, it's almost six," Badge Gleam checked the monitor's time, "I'm leaving once my shift is done". "And leave us behind to look for our friends?" Freddy narrowed his eyes at the guard. "With or without you" Badge glared at him, before shrugging it off. "Besides, who would want animatronic impostors hanging around them" he commented coolly. "Hey! We're not impostors!" Freddy protested. "At least I know I'm not" Springy muttered with a glance at Badge Gleam. "Look, guys, calm down. We'll get your friends before we leave, just in case" Twilight stepped between the two ponies, stilling the air. The two glared at each other for a moment longer, before looking their own ways. "Dear Celestia, can no pony get along?" Twilight sighed. Goldy did the same. "Not really. Having your murderer on the loose isn't exactly comforting" he kept his head down. "Sorry, just a little jumpy," Twilight glanced around outside the left hall, "and paranoid, with all these killer-" she stopped short as she realized what she was saying. "It's okay" Goldy replied, "once we destroy Springtrap, you won't have to worry about this. Or us". Twilight didn't reply, only stared for a long moment, before looking off into the distance. Bonnie watched in silent horror as String Play levitated the mask a few inches from his muzzle. He was examining it, clearly plotting something with the devious look in his pinprick eyes. String Play moved the mask around, glancing where it had rolled out, and after seeing nothing out of ordinary, turned back to the mask. It was a light brown, more tan than anything, with two rosy cheeks painted on it. Two bright eyes stood out with fake white dots to serve as the light reflecting off of it. The muzzle had a brown tip on it, and it was pulled back into an infinite smile. "Hah, finally" String Play muttered proudly as he raised the mask over his head to reflect the light off of it's dusty surface. Bonnie leaned forward, listening intently. "Now I need those other toy things" he muttered to himself before sighing, "but I won't find them, not tonight at least". His right ear twitched, and he sent a daring glare at the doorway. Bonnie quickly ducked behind the wall. After hearing String Play shrug and sigh, he peeked around the corner to listen again. String Play quickly cast a small bit of magic onto the mask, before placing it across the room on a dusty shelf. He turned to the door. As soon as he placed a hoof towards it, Bonnie twisted around and began to make a fast pace towards the left hallway. (Or right, considering it's the left on the camera but right to him) He could hear String Play leave the parts room, and in a quick second, Bonnie swerved around one of the tables, ducking down behind it. He couldn't let String Play see him. Who knew what he would do if it came to that. He spotted a purple outline faintly glowing from the stage lights. "Vincent!" Bonnie shouted in a loud whisper. The purple stallion stopped, and gave a confused look at the crouching pony. Bonnie sighed, "just get down here!". Vincent didn't budge, or at least not until he saw String Play. "What did you do?" Vincent asked as he bent down beside the table in front of Bonnie. "I didn't DO anything" Bonnie snapped, exchanging a worried glance around to make sure String Play hadn't heard them. The black puppet pony was still, listening around. Maybe for the animatronics, maybe for them. "I had followed String Play all the way up to parts room, and was listening in-" "So you stalked him" Vincent interrupted flatly. Bonnie glared at him for a second before continuing in a rushed tone, "he was looking for something. And apparently- he found it". "Well, what is it?!" Vincent urged him to continue. "A Balloon Boy mask". Vincent didn't respond, clearly contemplating why he would want a mask from the old animatronics. Bonnie waited in silence, keeping watch for String Play. The puppet pony had begun to leave for the office again, but he took his time, traveling at a slow gait. Vincent suddenly perked up, his eyes wide. (or his pinprick eyes shrunk) "I think I know what he's doing" his voice was rushed and urgent. "Okay then, what do you think of it?" Bonnie asked, unconvinced. "I'm not completely sure, but it has to do with you guys for sure". Bonnie tapped his chin, before sighing. "I don't get it". "What I mean is, he might be trying to do something with the mask. Uh, I don't know, maybe dark magic stuff?" Vincent suggested. Bonnie stared for a long moment, before slowly nodding. "You may be right" he looked back at the hallway, to find that String Play was trotting down it, not yet at the door from what he could hear. "We should go now, before String Play reaches the office" the two nodded and got up, quickly galloping down the right hallway. The tile didn't help in covering their hooftaps. As they neared the door, Vincent heard a few hard clangs behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, he could see Chica, glaring at them. She moved forward, her vision now centered only on Vincent. Chica began to dart after them, clanging loudly on her way. "I thought you said you wouldn't be noticed!" Bonnie asked hastily. "I didn't think I would be! I found Freddy, but he seemed focused on getting to the girls bathroom" Vincent exclaimed worriedly, but sighed as he went over what he said. The two turned into the office, Chica gaining speed quickly. Bonnie twisted around and slammed the door shut. "What was that about?" Twilight tilted her head at the two, one panting in exhaustion while the other glanced around nervously. "Where's String Play?" Bonnie whispered. "Right here" the puppet pony stepped into the office, glaring at the two suspiciously. A long, still silence hung in the room. After a minute or so of staring, Twilight decided to break the friction between them. "Glad every pony's okay!" he smiled sheepishly, earning a glare from String Play and a sigh from Bonnie. A small beeping sound came from the office desk as Badge Gleam suddenly jumped from his chair. "Hah! It's six AM!" his smile was wide and mad, as if he'd just gone yandere. The ponies watched as he pranced to the iron door to the right, ready to leave. "You have all your friends so I'm just gonna-" "We're missing one" Freddy interrupted him silently. Badge Gleam stopped short in his excitement, staring wide eyed at them. "What?" He finally asked. "She should be in the kitchen" Twilight pointed out, " she did say she was hungry or something earlier". Badge Gleam let out a small sigh. "Let's go" he whispered. He was quivering with the anticipation to leave, but forced himself to the rear of the group as they left the office. The animatronics were all on stage, Pirate's cove curtain was shut; it seemed as if the whole night had never happened. The only difference throughout the almost vacant pizzeria was the small clanging sounds from the kitchen. And with that, just as the first of the group stepped into the party room, the movement of pots and pans dispersed immediately. Chica practically jumped out of the kitchen and onto Freddy and Bonnie, her face giving away nothing but excitement. "I heard it's six AM!" she smiled as she jumped up. "You heard me from in there?" Badge Gleam suggested, earning a large nod from Chica. "Why, "Bonnie evaded a hug from Chica, "are you so hyper?". "Well, I came in here to find Chica playingwiththepotsandpanssoIdecidedtojoinherandthenshefinallyleftsoIlookedthroughallthecuboardsforpizzadoughuntilIrememberedtheywereinthepantrysoIgrabbedthatandbegantocookitandallwhilefindingseasoningandstufftoputonit, "Chica gasped for air, "Ifoundplentyofpeepporoniandcheeseandsomeothersaucethatdidn'thaveaname.OOh!Ialsofoundthisbagofcandyyousee.SoIputitinthepizzaandittastesamazing!Chicacamebackandtriedtoeatitbutofcoursethatdidn'tworkoutsinceshe'snotsupposedtoeatanythingsosheleftandIthoughtyouguysmightlikesomecauseitmakesyouSUUUUPERhyper!" it ended with everyone just blinking at Chica as if she was mad. "...What?" she tilted her head to one side. "Nevermind," Vincent shook his head, "Let's get going". Springy followed him, and with a shrug so did Chica. The group all left the building, with String play giving a final glance at the parts room before exiting with them. Twilight had decided to part ways with the group for the day, and considering Badge Gleam still didn't believe their story, was currently studying a magic sample she'd contained from String Play during the night shift. "If I can just prove to him..." Twilight mumbled to herself as she fiddled with the everlasting shadowy wisps from the ball of magic. This wasn't any type of magic she'd seen before- bearing a similar but not exact resemblance to Sombra's. It seemed to almost have a mind of its own, as it kept retracting when light was put on it, and wouldn't stop trying to worm its way to Twilight. She could barely part the ball of magic, and every time she did, it would simply reattach it's self like a stick of goo. Twilight levitated a knife and a small cutting board to the desk she worked at. Using the knife, she cut into the magic, and then pulled it apart with her magic. Straining to keep it separated, she quickly replaced the empty space with the cutting board. The magic immediately tried to stick together again, by when it found the large wall-like object in its way, both sides moved to one end of the board. They conjoined there, and the magic on the right side slithered across to move around the board. It did have a mind of its own, Twilight knew that by now. But she found it odd that it made no attempt to get back to its owner, much less to even fly. It stuck to its ground like a shadow, unable to jump, only to climb. "What kind of magic is this?" Twilight asked herself. The shadowy wisps inched towards her, in which she swatted them away. She was about to give it up then and there, just get some sleep and deal with it later, until her front doors swung open. "TWILIGHT!!!" Author's Note Hi'a readers! Sorry about that awkward space thing where Chica was talking. I can't fix it~ Um, I don't exactly have chapter art, since I'm REAAAAALLY busy, and the next chapter may not be up for a while. I don't know when that while will come around, but it'll be a while. Perhaps during November. Definitely then. Some time. Heh.... Cracker?
