Epilogue

May 4, 2022

It had been four years since the souls had been released from their prisons and moved on to their final resting place. Little Robby, Jeremy, Ashe and Kayle all went into Andrew's house and retrieved the seven bodies from their prisons. Andrew helped bury them…realizing what he had done so long ago was horrible and asked little Robby his forgiveness since Mike had passed on.

Ashe and Kayle both got married to some pretty decent guys. They had to pass the tests set up by little Robby and Jeremy (it would have been worse if Mike was still around…she would have really tested those men). But, with that all said, Ashe was very happy with her doctor of a husband and they had a little girl that they named Ava. Kayle was very good at keeping her soldier of a husband on his feet. They had a son named Justin.

Jeremy eventually started seeing a nice young woman at his work place. They had met when she stayed in late one night and a thief tried breaking into her store. Luckily Jeremy was on duty and managed to stop the cretin. They too eventually got married and both claim little Robby as their son.

Now, twenty year old little Robby stood at the end of the aisle, pulling at the collar of his suit and making Jeremy give a laugh.

"Stop your squirming," he teased, "You look fine,"

"Easy for you to say," little Robby growled, "You're not going to tie the knot in a few minutes,"

"No…but I get to watch you do it," Jeremy chuckled.

Suddenly the doors opened and little Robby watched as Max came in, holding her little brother's hand. Not long after the six ghosts had moved on, James Chase breathed his last…suffering full shut down of his body due to his injuries. So, Daniel got to lead his big sister down the aisle.

The wedding party stopped and stood on their respective sides…and the doors opened once again, letting Ashe's daughter and Kayle's son come out. Ava being very deliberate in dropping every petal while Justin yanked on her arm…trying to get her to go faster.

"Remember when Wendy remarried?" Jeremy asked, "And she wanted you and James both to be the ringbearers since you two were inseparable?"

"I remember," little Robby shuddered, "I still think that no one under thirty should wear one of those stupid suits,"

"Hey, you're the one getting married," Jeremy grinned before patting the young man on the back and stepping back as Max joined them.

Daniel looked up at little Robby, his turquois eyes giving a clear warning. 'Hurt my sister and I will end you'. While on anyone else, it would have been terrifying…little Robby was kinda immune to that fear…just like Jeremy was.

"Scared?" little Robby mouthed to his fiancée.

"No, you?" Max mouthed back as they turned to the preacher.

"Never," little Robby smiled and the ceremony began.

The reception was held outside in a garden. The lights were strung everywhere, peeping through the leaves of the trees while Matty sat up his DJ table, starting to play the songs that little Robby and Max had picked out. After the customary dances, the newlyweds headed back to their seats. They had just started eating a little bit…when Kayle came up and plopped a present down on little Robby's lap.

"Aunt Kayle, I thought you gave us your gift at the shower?" he asked, looking up at his aunt.

Kayle shook her head.

"Not mine, kiddo," she told him, "I found it on the fountain with your name on it,"

"You know who it's from?"

"Nope,"

"Well, let's open it," Max smiled as her newly made husband laughed and started tearing at the paper…

Only to stop as he saw a small, golden bear with a blue bow and hat nestled in the paper. Max's eyes were wide as she gently touched the teddy's fur.

"That's a Fredbear," she whispered, "But I've only seen ones with purple accents…not blue. Maybe it's custom…oh! Robby, there's a card,"

Little Robby took the card, opened it and started to read.

'My dearly beloved, be strong, I shall be there, always here beside you, so keep your head held high. The shadows of this world will try to steal you away into their arm, but you belong in mine.'

My dearest child, did you really think I would miss your wedding? I'm so proud of you. This place I'm in now isn't so bad…it's never too hot or too cold and everyone is here. But, that's another story for another time. Today is about you, not me. Just promise me you'll always stay by Max's side and never leave her no matter what. And whenever you get a child…if they tell you not to go to work, listen to them. It was the mistake that I made all those years ago and I regret every minute of it.

I love you more than anything, my lil' Capt'n. I will see you again one day, that I promise.

Love you always,

Mama

A high-pitched, girlish laugh hit the boy's ears as he finished. He turned his head in that direction and a tearful smile broke out on his face as he saw a tall, slender figure dressed in blue and gold.

Mike smiled proudly and bowed her head, looking back up just to blow her son a kiss before she faded away.

"Robby?" Max asked, "Are you ok?"

"Hmm?" little Robby asked before nodded, "Yeah…I just…I just saw who gave us the gift,"

"Who was it?" Max asked.

"…A friend," he replied with a smile.

Two years later

"Mikayla Emily Amanda Schmidt! James Andrew Schmidt!" little Robby yelled, chasing after his two year old son and daughter as they squealed and dodged around a corner, "It's time for your bath!"

"NO!" James yelled, "NO BATH! DON' WANT IT!"

The older man chased his copper haired daughter and red-haired son around the house before finally catching his daughter and whirling her up in the air.

"Daddy!" Mikayla squealed as little Robby started tickling her, "DADDY STOP! DAT TICKLES!"

Suddenly, the doorbell rang and little Robby frowned, picking up his daughter and holding her around the waist while James grabbed his father's hand and the trio walked towards the door. Little Robby opened the door just to see a man standing on the front porch.

"Um…can I help you?" little Robby asked.

"Hi, uh, are you Robby Schmidt?" the man started, "The second?"

"Yeah…again, can I help you?" little Robby repeated.

"I'm hoping so," the man began, "You see, I just moved to the area and I heard about the ghost stories surrounding a certain pizzeria chain,"

"You might want to ask my dad about that," little Robby said, "Jeremy Fitzgerald…he'd know…"

"I did that, he told me to come to you," the man said, "You see…I'm a video game creator, I was wanting to ask if I can get some info from you, because I think that this whole story has potential,"

Little Robby frowned slightly but his mind went back to when he freed his mother's soul…

"Free from the truth that no one will know…"

If he took up the man's offer…then perhaps others would know the truth.

"Come on in," little Robby told him, "Mr…."

"Cawthon,"

"Mr. Cawthon," little Robby nodded as he shooed his children towards the bathroom and he and the man sat on the couch, "There's a bit more to the story…but my dad would have to tell you that bit. The story I was always told? Well, it all started May 4, 1987..."

Thank you all for sticking with me on this crazy ride of a story. 79 chapters and 353 pages on Microsoft word and you guys stayed for it all. Thank you for the support. But, even though the Soul tetrology is over...there are Backstage Stories and that Ask/Dare fic coming up so it'll keep you guys happy for a bit. But don't be afraid to check out some of my other stories...they're not FNAF, but they're still good (at least...I hope they are!).

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.