AUTHORS NOTE:

The end to this story. Grab your tissues, friends.

Time stopped.

Or, at least, it seemed like it did. Everything seemed to stop. All Freddy could hear was the sound of slow gunshots splitting the air. But they were not slow. They were fast.

Too fast.

Freddy watched, in absolute horror, as the animatonic he had known for years was shot with several bullets. Things seemed so slow, even though they happened very fast. As Foxy was shot with the bullets, his body wracked several times and he took a step back. His already crooked jaw fell open and the piercing yellow eyes Freddy knew so well grew wide. Freddy heard a scream of horror emit from behind him, seemingly coming from Bonnie. But Freddy's wide azure eyes were on Foxy.

The animatronic fox looked down at the many bullets that were now punctured into his chest. He looked up at the officers and gave his robotic tail a lash. The fox's maw began to drool with oil as his dulling yellow eyes surveyed each of them. They all stood still, looking right back at him. A sickening grin spread across his crooked muzzle as the robotic fox took a step forwards. Every move he made made a twisting crack noise as Foxy staggered forwards. "Fuck. You." The crimson fox hissed in a weak, breaking voice. He stood rigid with oil and wires falling and pooling to the ground in his chest.

And then he dragged a robotic foot forwards, and then fell. Foxy crumpled to the ground with a sickening crack of his metallic body.

Time began to return to it's normal place for Freddy. And then he took action.

A roar erupted from Freddy. Without thinking, he slammed a paw into an unsuspecting officer's head. Freddy felt agony in his side, but that wasn't stopping him. All he thought was getting to Foxy. So he ignored the bullet that punctured his metallic side. Officers began shooting at him from afar, but Freddy darted forwards. He grabbed an officer that was surrounding Foxy by the throat. The officer gave a twisted scream as Freddy lifted him up, giving great roars all the way. One officer hit Freddy in his injured side with a crowbar. Freddy spun around with blue eyes blazing. He twirled the officer he was lifting up by the throat and collided his body with the other officer. Both humans crashed to the ground with agonized cries.

More gunshots. Freddy avoided them and ran forwards, nearly tripping on the wet ground. He went right for Foxy as thoughts raged through his mind. No, no, no, no...

Freddy ran to Foxy and fell on his robotic knees, skidding to a halt beside the fox's limp form. He immediately rolled Foxy over and pressed his paws against Foxy's chest defensively. He snarled loudly at the officers as they began to advance. He kept low in the most threatening stance. "GET BACK." He spoke in a very gruff, growling enraged voice. He snarled at them with azure eyes smoldering and narrowed.

The officers seemed taken aback. They just stared, but were still close to them. Too close. Freddy grabbed a loose crowbar one officer had dropped and chucked it at them. "I SAID GET BACK. GET BACK AND I WON'T FUCKING KILL ALL OF YOU!" He snarled to all of them, followed by an ear-popping roar. They backed up at that.

"G-goddammit." Foxy hissed from under Freddy. His voice was rasping and breaking. Freddy looked down at him.

"Foxy. Stay with me. We'll get out of here." Freddy said in a low voice that was as gentle as possible to the severely injured aniamtronic. He tried to keep his voice was leveled as possible. The officers just stared. Freddy growled at them. He grabbed Foxy as gently as possible by his arm. He lifted the fox up and held him by under his arms. Foxy hissed and grunted, spitting out wires as he went limp. Freddy gritted his teeth. He snarled viciously at the offices and began to drag Foxy away.

He dragged his dying friend all the way to an alleyway. Once they were in the darkness, he set Foxy down and sat beside him and looked at all his injuries. He pressed a paw against them, but Foxy nearly howled in agony. Freddy decided not to bother. He knew someone else was going to fix him.

"Farrgin'' shit... I can't believe it had t' be now." Foxy rasped.

Freddy shook his head vigorously. "S-shut up. Stop talking. Listen. We'll get out of this, okay? You'll be fine, I promise." Freddy said evenly as he looked around.

"Oh? 'n h-how d-do ye p-propose we get out o' this, Freddy?" Foxy said while coughing. His dulling yellow eyes began to slide shut.

"Foxy, please. Be quiet." Freddy hissed. He put a paw against his chest again and saw his eyes sliding shut. He shook the animatronic. "D-don't do that. Keep them open. W-we are going ton be fine, don't you understand that?!" Freddy growled. He kept shaking Foxy, seeing as that was keeping him awake.

"Freddy..." Foxy grumbled in a rasping voice.

Freddy began to pound of the animatronic's chest, trying anything he could to keep him alive.

"Freddy." Foxy repeated softly.

"What?!" Freddy nearly cried. He lowered his head and kept applying pressure to the robot's chest, trying to ignore the cuts he was getting from his broken metallic body.

"Is Bonnie okay? F-Freddy, is th' lad o-okay?"

"Yes." Freddy said slowly. He knew Bonnie was okay. He had seen the rabbit run. He was fine. Chica had probably found him. Freddy bit his lip as emotions surged through him. "Y-yeah, he's fine."

"Okay...g-good..." Foxy muttered.

Silence. Freddy continued working to try to fix Foxy. Somehow. Somehow. There had to be a way.

Foxy's eyes continued to dull. They kept closing. Freddy shaking him was beginning to not work.

"F-Freddy..." Foxy repeated for the hundredth time. Freddy didn't respond. He just kept sinking his paws into Foxy's chest, but he only seemed to make it worse.

"I didn' mean t' bite that little girl..." Foxy wheezed, nearly whispered.

That caught Freddy's attention. He looked at the wall and thought. Foxy. Foxy used to be apart of them at the building. Then he bit the little girl, and everything changed. Freddy had always blamed Foxy. He had always blamed him for that. He never let it down.

"I know." Freddy said clearly and sincerely, his voice breaking as he said things he never thought he'd ever hear himself say. "I know you didn't mean it, Foxy. I forgive you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I know you didn't mean to do it..."

He looked at Foxy. Nothing. The fox's yellow eyes were dull. Barren of life. His robotic form was completely limp and unresponsive.

Foxy was dead.

Freddy's eyes widened. No, no, no. This wasn't happening. Foxy had to have heard him. He had to have heard him say that. He had to have heard him say he forgave him. If he hadn't, Freddy wouldn't be able to live with himself. He gave the fox's robotic body a shake. "F-Foxy? C'mon, don't do this...You can't d-do this..." He rasped hopelessly. "Come on, buddy, wake up..."

Nothing. Freddy just stared, emotions surging through him as he stared in absolute denial. And then, suddenly, heard the screeching of tires. For a split second, Freddy turned his wide azure eyes to look at the road. What he saw was something he would never see again.

It was a Freddy Fazbear's Pizza van. It pulled it beside the alleyway. They had found them. The staff had found them.

But they had been too late.

Weeks passed. Bonnie and Chica were fine. They had all been returned to the building. Freddy was with them too. Foxy's body had been recovered and taken as well.

Even with the three animatronics back, the company was closed for weeks. They faced extreme ridicule for the events that happened. Many people threatened to boycott the restaurant for the murder of the man and the incident with them that had happened. The company went to court several times and released several apologies and notices in their struggle to return to open business. In this time, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza was closed and Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica were confined to a small room until further notice.

Several more weeks passed, and after much struggle, they were put back in business. But they were still under heavy threats. Not a lot of people came anymore. Parents were very way. Business was very slow.

Chica had been an emotional wreck in the first few weeks, but recovered after awhile. Although she was still depressed from time to time. Bonnie's personaloty had changfed greatly. He had changed in the weeks that followed.

He wasn't scared anymore. Foxy's death to save him had changed him. Instead of Chica usually comforting him, while they were confined to the room, it was Bonnie who comforted Chica. He didn't cry once except for the very beginning. He was not scared of anything anymore. He had gotten over his fears. As soon as they reopened, the company confined Bonnie back in order to fix the damage he sustained, so it was only Chica and Freddy onstage.

Freddy had not himself anymore. Oh, no. He had changed. He saw no point in anything anymore. Heavy guilt and depression and hopelessness was always with him all the time, and no matter what he did. He was sluggish, clumsy, and wasn't obedient to the company anymore. He stopped interacting. He stopped caring about anything. He just... stared.

Freddy now despised the company. They were not fixing Foxy. In a statement they released, they said that Foxy was dangerous and better off if they kept him in his deactivated state. Freddy could hardly believe that. He was disgusted about how quickly everyone forgot about Foxy. As the weeks passed, nobody even remembered him. Even Bonnie and Chica began to forget about Foxy. But Freddy never forgot. He would never forget.

His depression soon descended into anger and bitterness. He began to lash out at Bonnie and Chica. Even the kids, at such extremes he would roar and yell and threaten the children. This didn't help the company at all, so they usually put Freddy in confinement. Chica often urged him to stop as gently as she could, as she said she feared that this behavior could get him deactivated. But Freddy didn't ca

Soon, Freddy just wanted to leave. Soon, he found no point in staying.

And one day, it actually happened.

It was the day Bonnie had returned from being fixed for his injuries. They were about to open when Bonnie was sent back to the show room.

The lavender animatronic rabbit had changed drastically. He wasn't Bonnie the Bunny anymore. He was Bonnie the Pirate Bunny. This was the happiest Freddy would ever get. The rabbit had told them he had requested the staff to take Foxy's place as the pirate attraction of the place. Freddy was glad he had remembered Foxy.

Bonnie had stood before him, showing off his new form. His left eye, which had been torn out from the gunshot to his head, was now replaced with a pirate eyepatch. His leg that had been torn off was replaced with a pirate leg. He also wore a metallic bandana on his neck and had a piercing on his right tall ear. He also had several golden teeth.

"Do you think Foxy would've liked it, Freddy?" Bonnie had asked Freddy softly.

Freddy smiled softly at him and studied him with dull azure eyes. "Yeah." He said quietly, although he couldn't keep the natural dryness from his voice. "I think he would've really liked it." He said with a soft smile.

Bonnie was very happy to hear this.

Freddy was unable to tell him he was going to be running away from Freddy Fazbear's Pizza soon.

And then, one night, when Bonnie and Chica were sleeping, Freddy stood rigidly on the show stage, staring out at the outside world. The building was closed for the night. No cars were in the parking lot. Freddy just stared as thoughts swirled through his mind. His eyes began to get wet as he looked back at Chica and Bonnie.

He couldn't take this anymore. There was no point. No point in saying goodbye. He was just going to disappear. Just... disappear.

And Freddy did just that. Silently, with shaking breathing, he climbed off the show stage.

The building had been on lock down every night to keep them from leaving again. But, Freddy had seen a daywatch security guard leave the door unlocked on accident as he left. Freddy supposed the security guards were not very bright.

And so, very quietly, Freddy Fazbear walked to the door. He didn't look back at Bonnie and Chica. He slowly pushed the door open and stepped outside. He quietly closed the door behind him.

He took several steps forwards. Standing rigidly, Freddy Fazbear looked out at everything. He looked up at the night sky. Freddy Fazbear was free. He was disappearing. By tomorrow, the iconic bear would be gone without a trace. Freddy Fazbear stood rigidly and began to slowly walk away.

Outside of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

(omfg Freddy running away from your problems goddamn your just like my dad)

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