There was a warmth coming over him. He felt the same feelings he did back when he was young and spry, singing songs and laughing with Bonnie and Golden.

He could hear a muffled version of the old intercom voice and children cheering. He could hear music. It was all too real. Why was it so real?

He opened his eyes. He was on his old stage, with his old guitar. He looked around, spotting Bonnie to his right. They were both clean as the day they were made, with no trace of wear or strain.

Looking around, he spotted and Golden to his left.

Eyes widening at the bear, he stuttered, looking around more. "G-Golden? Y-you...H-how-...b-but you died!" Attempting to move, he noticed he was locked in his place.

Raising an eyebrow at Freddy, Golden smiled. It wasn't his usual smile, but Freddy didn't care. He was probably just imagining things. It had been so long. He felt as if he was going to cry.

"Ah, brother, 'ya must'a hit 'yer head harder than we thought! I ain't dead."

Freddy studied him, looking back at Bonnie. Bonnie was frozen in place as well, not moving. Not blinking. Looking back to Golden, his ears perked up. The cheering had stopped. The children were gone. The lights suddenly powered down, and restaurant had returned to its collapsing state in the flash of an eye.

Golden smirked, getting up from his position on the stage. Freddy's ears drooped.

"What is this? What's wrong with Bonnie?" He said sternly, trying to move, only to find out he was locked to the stage. Growling, he began to struggle against the invisible restraints holding him down.

"Whatever do you mean?" The gold bear hissed softly, leaning into Freddy's ear. "I thought you wanted to see me again?" A shiny paw reached out, stroking his face gently. His voice was smooth and had a happy, eerie hint to it.

The younger male flinched. His voice wasn't warm and loving like it used to be. His paws felt clammy and disgusting. He shuddered, snarling. "You're not him."

Golden laughed. His laugh melted into a horrible, high-pitched shrieking giggle. The giggles evolved into blood-curdling screams.

Right in front of him, Golden's exoskeleton melted into nothing but a pool of human blood on the floor. It splashed loudly, some of it splattering onto his legs and lower torso. Freddy's ears were fully flat against his skull as the shrieking laughter continued.

"W-WHO ARE YOU?!" He screamed, feeling his fuel tank surge with oil. A thick, red liquid bubbled out from his voice box, leaving a horrible, coppery taste on his tongue. He struggled more, trying to cough it up. Nothing helped.

"I'm the master." The voice hissed softly, right into Freddy's ear.

Everything went quiet. His vision turned to black. He could feel something taking him away. He struggled and screamed, but no sound came out.

"It's me."

"Gah!" Freddy cried out, lurching upward. He coughed, suddenly feeling very, very dizzy. He coughed, wincing in pain. Gasping, he fell onto his side, causing his body to clang loudly. Looking around, his vision slowly returned to normal. Well, as normal as it could be. He couldn't see very well.

There was only one thing he could make out clearly so far; he wasn't in the basement anymore, that was for sure.

He was in a room that he had never been in before, and even though he couldn't see well, it was very obvious there was a door with a large "EXIT" sign lit in red on the top. The floor was shiny and new, but coated with dirt.

Looking around, his eyes widened in horror when he spotted Bonnie and Chica in their broken states. Even though it was dark, he could still see what was wrong with them as his eyes continued to adjust. Bonnie's face was fully destroyed, and Chica had several new sets of teeth. Both of them were missing various body parts, wires protruding from where the limbs used to be. They were both leaning on each other, fully limp and unmoving. Chica's eyes were still open, empty and lifeless. He gagged.

There was no question in his mind. He didn't have to inspect them up close to find his answer.

They were dead.

He shook his head in fear and denial, scrambling backwards. Hitting a wall, he wheezed harshly, coughing. After a few moments of just staring at them, he struggled to crawl forwards. Looking at them both, he slowly reached out, touching the bottom of Bonnie's jaw, the only remaining structure to his face. Feeling tears form, he choked, lowering his head.

It was his job to protect his family, and he had failed.

Wiping any tears away, he coughed and looked around again. Upon further inspection of the room, Foxy was nowhere in sight.

"F-Foxy?" Freddy asked, looking around for his little brother. His ears swiveled weakly, only picking up a sudden radio transmission. He attempted to get up, but his body was still horribly stiff. Collapsing, he grunted when he fell onto his side. Going into sleep mode without warning, he stayed in that uncomfortable laying position.

He didn't notice the pink and white animatronic clinging to the ceiling, staring at him.

Two animatronics walked down the hall, laughing at their own jokes. The humans had left for the day, which resulted in them relaxing and eating food. They both sipped on milkshakes as they walked, chatting on the way.

"Sis, why didn't they add these to the menu before? They're great." The blue male conversed simply, taking a sip with a shrug of his shoulders. The female to his side nodded, smiling.

"For sure, I'm really enjoying the vanilla."

Before she could react or say anything more, the other animatronic grabbed her milkshake, downing both of them easily. She looked annoyed for a second before laughing.

"You're such a pig!" She joked, lightly shoving him. He laughed himself, brushing himself free of any dirt.

"I'm a rabbit, sweetie."

They both laughed again before a loud clang echoed throughout the hallway. Perking up, they looked at each other. The male slowly placed the empty cups in a nearby trashcan before he walked forward. "Sounds like it came from the parts and service room."

"Is a human working on Mangle again?" She questioned, frowning. The other robot shook his head, eyebrows lowered in confusion.

"No, they stopped working on it a while ago."

Just as he finished speaking, a long-legged pink and white animatronic scurried out from the parts and service room, looking panicked.

"Mangle! What's wrong?" The male rabbit asked, looking to the torn-up animatronic fox worriedly. It ran past them without stopping, not looking back. Well, the main half of it. A severed head turned around to stare at them as the main body moved.

"IT'S THE APOCALYPSE! THE MILKSHAKES BROUGHT THE APOCALYPSE, I TOLD YOU! I TOLD YOU THEY WOULD!" It shrieked, facing the direction the main body was going in. "I WARNED YOU ALL!"

"What do you mean?!" The chicken cried out, only to sigh when the white, broken animatronic turned the corner without a response.

Giving each other worried glances, they both went into the room where they heard the clang. The male went first, opening the door slowly. Both of their eyes went wide when they caught the sight of the torn-up bear, rabbit and chicken lying on the floor. They both let out simultaneous screams, before the male quickly grabbed the female by the arm and started running straight back out of the room.

An animatronic bear laid against a staff lounge-room couch, taking long drags and puffs of a cigar. He leaned back, sighing to himself. He was smiling in contentment, snuggling down into the soft furniture.

"Productive day." He muttered, tapping the cigar against an ashtray. Tilting his head back, he allowed his hat to fall over his eyes, resting on his snout. "Ain't nothin' like a day of makin' the kids happy, eh?"

"Oh, for sure, Boss!" A small, childlike voice came from the other side of the lounge. The bear chuckled, peeking out at the other animatronic in the room. It looked mostly human, aside from the outrageous anatomy that it carried. He held a balloon close to his body, watching the TV.

"I'm sure you think so, B.B." Taking another puff of his cigar, he raised an eyebrow when he heard alarmed shouts and cries get closer to them from the other side of the restaurant.

Bursting through the door, Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica stumbled over each other to get to the bear, shouting things. He didn't react at all, and continued staring at the TV. It wasn't until they started shaking him that he responded.

Rolling his eyes a bit, he put his cigar out before sitting up, turning to them. "Yes?" He asked patiently, smiling a bit.

"T-there's someone...or someTHING in the parts and service room!" Toy Chica exclaimed, looking alarmed. Toy Bonnie wore the same expression, only he was more fidgety.

"Oh, again?" He asked, amusement lacing his voice. Getting up slowly, he walked over to the two younger animatronics. Fixing his hat, he stared at them, smirking. "Is it like the imaginary friend 'Sparky the Dog' incident?"

"NO!" The other two shouted out simultaneously. Giving each other annoyed glares, Toy Bonnie, nicknamed 'Clyde' or 'T-Bone' by his siblings, stepped forward.

"We're serious!" He cried out, his voice slightly flamboyant and soft. "I-it's just sitting there, all broken down! It looks like you!"

"Like me, eh?" The bear questioned, walking past them. Smiling a bit, he exited the lounge, deciding to play along with their little game. They both followed closely to the bear, still looking worried.

"H-he's really big..." Toy Chica (also known as T-Chi) commented, looking to Clyde for reassurance. He nodded in agreement.

"And scary."

Laughing, the bear shrugged. "Yeah, yeah, lemme guess. Big fangs?" He joked, smirking. Clyde growled.

"Red, we aren't joking!" He snapped, about to grab the brown mascot. Before anybody could say or do anything else, the white, torn-up fox ran back to them, clinging to the wall. Both faces on it wore sheer panic, the head that had the exoskeleton swiveling its ears.

"M.T., what's wrong?" Red asked, frowning. The severed head looked down at Red while the exoskeleton head looked around for danger.

"PARTS AND SERVICE ROOM," It hissed. Its remaining eye darted around the area, looking at the other head on the body. "APOCALYPSE."

The bear blinked, looking back to Clyde and T-Chi. They gave him annoyed glares, which made him sigh. B.B. was staring at them in confusion, watching them, but obviously wanting to get back to watching the TV.

"Fine. Let's go." Pushing past them carefully, he opened the door. "B.B., stay here."

Leaving the room, he made his way down the hall. Clyde caught up with him and walked side-by-side, falling only a bit behind in fear once they got closer to the back of the restaurant. Looking at them both quickly, he turned a corner to the parts and service room. It was all the way in the back of the restaurant, somewhere they never really went.

Nearing the door, the mascot grabbed the doorknob. It was there he noticed that Clyde and T-Chi were way behind him, ready to make a break for it. He rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

Muttering something about working with idiots, he entered the room without any hesitation. Turning on his eye-lights, he glanced around to spot anything unusual or out of place. He stepped forward, walking around. Eyes drifting to the floor when he felt his foot hit something metal, he let out a gasp and nearly stumbled over himself.

There was indeed another bear in the room.

Standing in a defensive position for a few moments, he waited for it to move. Eyeing it over when it laid fully still will no signs of awakening, his ears swiveled a bit, making sure there was nothing behind or beside him. Leaning down, he slowly and hesitantly inspected the face of the animatronic on the ground.

It was in desperate need of a cleaning, as its face was covered in rust, dirt, dust, and handprints. Its exoskeleton was cracked in various places, and some spots of endoskeleton were visible.

Tilting his head a bit, he leaned in closer. Sniffing its face slowly, he couldn't help but to wince at the scent. Looking up, he spotted the other two animatronics. His ears fell, and he suddenly had a gut feeling of who they were.

His own eyes snapped back down to the old bear when he saw a light shining on him.

It took a few seconds to register that the old animatronic had its eyes lit and locked onto him.

Letting out a surprised yelp, he quickly stumbled backwards a few steps, almost falling over.

He waited for an attack of some sort, but it never came. The broken animatronic simply coughed and hacked up a bit of oil, visibly in agony. It looked over at the shinier animatronic, backing up and crawling weakly, falling a few times in the process. Red's ears were perked now, studying it.

"U-um," He started, his voice short and awkward, stuttering a bit from being unsure. "H-hello?"

Freddy stopped trying to get away when he heard the voice. Looking up, he tilted his head, his broken eyes still filled with worry. Glancing him over, he sighed, not registering him as a threat. "H-hello..."

They both relaxed when they had both spoken. Red walked up to him, his ears pointed forward to listen to him. Freddy did the same, finally struggling to his feet, so he wasn't in an awkward side-lay position.

"Woah, you're tall." Red muttered when Freddy used a wall as support and got to his feet, reaching his full height. He towered over the other bear by a good few inches. He was wobbly on his legs, but was able to stay upright.

"Who are you?" Red finally asked when Freddy didn't respond to his height comment, still keeping his guard up. Freddy looked confused for a second.

"Who d-do you think? I'm F-Freddy Fazbear. Head m-mascot of FFP, a-and you are?"

Red opened his mouth to speak, but jumped a bit when the heavy, metal door was slammed open. Clyde and T-Chi were tripping on each other in attempt to get in the room, but they both stopped at the sight of Freddy.

"R-Red!" Clyde squeaked out, backing up a bit. T-Chi did the same thing, standing right in the doorway just in case she needed to run. Red looked at them, dropping his shoulders.

"Guys, it's fine. He isn't going to hurt us. I think." Red muttered, looking Freddy up and down again. Hearing a quiet 'ah' from T-Chi but not hearing any response from the bunny, he rolled his eyes. "And no, he's not going to steal your bow tie, T-Bone."

Clyde relaxed at that, drooping his ears ears a bit and sighing softly in relief.

Freddy backed up a little bit when the other animatronics burst into the room. Backing into a corner, he nearly stepped on Bonnie in the process. Clacking his jaw when he neared him, he looked back up at the others, his ears drooping.

There was a heavy silence before Red finally stood up straight, going towards a cupboard. Pulling out some windex, he walked over to Freddy, inspecting certain parts of the dirty exoskeleton.

"T-Bone, grab me a washcloth from the kitchen, would'ja? I gotta clean our friend here up."

Author's Note:

Heya, everybody! Happy December!

Thank you so much support on the original BoC. Because of that, I'm uploading this early. I had it planned for after the Christmas-themed one, but I thought to myself yesterday; "Well, since I'm having trouble focusing on this, why not that?" So, here it is! I apologize if some parts seem confusing, I think I'm coming down with some sort of sickness. I'm having trouble focusing.

I'd like to thank Chillaid for proof-reading! I would've done it myself, but I'm horribly tired. Horribly tired. I want to sleep. Why am I not sleeping?

Anyways! I'd like to explain myself on those horrible nicknames for the Toys.

When I was starting to write this during production of BoC, I was originally calling Toy Freddy 'Fred'. One day I randomly began calling him 'Red' for no reason, but then I thought to myself "Hey, maybe I can work the "Ready Freddy" joke in if I use 'Red'. Yeah, I'll do that."

I've been calling Toy Bonnie 'Clyde' ever since the teaser image was leaked, so I just had to use it. T-Bone is indeed pronounced T-Bone, not T-Bon. Y'know, like the steak? Don't question me.

T-Chi is pronounced "Tee-Chee", and M&T will be explained in the second chapter. I'm too tired to explain myself. Ech.

I'm so corny.

I'm not quite sure how large of a role Foxy/Mangle/Chica/Toy Chica/Bonnie/B.B. will have yet, so I'm sorry if they won't show up a lot! Freddy/Toy Freddy/Toy Bonnie will be the main characters.

Next chapter will include the basic Reviewer Spotlight, Song Spotlight, and I'll answer 3 questions per chapter like normal!

I hope you'll enjoy the sequel to one of the most mundane FNaF fanfictions of all time!

(IMPORTANT NOTICE: THIS FANFIC IS NOT FOLLOWING THE TIMELINE OF THE GAMES. THIS IS A SEQUEL TO A FANFICTION THAT WAS WRITTEN BEFORE FNaF2 CAME OUT. YES, I'M AWARE THAT FNaF2 IS CONSIDERED A "PREQUEL" BY FANS. And yes, Toy Bonnie is male. There's never enough male Toy Bonnie. Please don't correct me on any of this, thank you!)