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Freds“?” Chica wakes up and looks around parts and service, forgetting for a moment that she was stuck here. It was clear that she was scared in her voice.
Freddy wakes up. “Another dream love?” He walks over to Chica to comfort her. She has these dreams a lot although she would never tell him what they were about. No one knew, all they knew was that she struggled with nightmares from time to time, he wanted to help so badly but there was nothing he could do if she didn’t tell him, he did what he could with what she told him, which wasn’t much.
Chica nodded and snuggled close to Freddy. She wished things weren’t like this, she wished that that fucking murderer hadn’t stripped her from the life she once led. It’d been years, she’d seen her family come in and out when she used to still be on stage, being on stage was her comfort and how she managed to not fully lose herself after her unfortunate death.
She wanted her killer to get justice even though she knew fully that he was too good to get caught, the public knew that they’d gotten murdered, just not by who. William was too good at hiding the evidence. She just wanted him to serve time for all of the people that had suffered under his hands. Not just the victims. But the families who lost their children, grandchildren, siblings. It just wasn’t fair for anyone to have to go through what they did.
She hated that she had to sit there every single day in a room that was only used when people wanted something. No matter how much at times she hated having kids walking up to her and poking and prodding her when she was still performing, she’d much rather do that than know that when people came in here there was a chance that they might take more of her.
They’d already taken her arms, some of her wiring, her jaw and every time someone entered through that heavy grey metal door, she was scared she was going to lose something else. She wasn’t the only one that had suffered this. Bonnie no longer had a face and one of his arms was gone. Foxy had lost an arm and one of his eyes and all of their outer coatings were eroding away by every passing day.
Chica had heard multiple times the past few months that workers were planning to move her and her friends to the safe room and that it was going to be forever closed off. That scared her, but she held onto the burden, she didn’t want to scare the others.
It was all she had dreamt about, she wanted to tell someone, she wanted to get it off of her chest. But she’d decided that it was better for the others to not know. Sure, if they ever found out that she’d hidden this from them they’d get mad, they’d probably tear apart what was left of her rotten mechanical suit.
It was a risk she was willing to take.
She knew that they had their own struggles, their own nightmares and telling them what she knew would just add to that. There was no point in them worrying about it as well as her.
Nobody could know everything she did, all of the memories she held. She still remembered every detail from that night as she had been forced to sit in that cupboard and hear her friends get murdered.
The screams of terror and pain in their voices. The maniacal laugh of her soon to be killer still rang in her mind till this day.
She just hates that she could have busted out of that cupboard at any second to try and stop him. Everyone knew the guilt she felt because of it and reminded her when she brought it up that she was right to stay in there, it wouldn’t have made much difference.
No matter how much they reassured her that there was nothing she could have done to prevent that fateful day and their deaths, she continued to believe that it was her fault and that she had to kill William as an apology to her friends.
No one was more mad at him than she was. He took so much away from her and he deserved to rot. He deserved to undergo the same fate that the four of them had. Nobody but him deserved to suffer to that degree.
She wanted him to suffer. She wanted him to pay for what he did. She wanted him to finally go to that hell that Cassidy was planning to create, she wanted him to suffer and stay there for all eternity.
She looked up and saw Cassidy’s soul drift into the room through the rusting metal. “Cassidy? What are you doing here?” Chica was so confused. Cassidy coming to visit them normally didn’t mean anything good.
“I found all of your names..Susie.” Cassidy bowed her head and turned her head away from her friends. The others looked up. Bonnie was the first one to speak, “Wait, you found out what they were, Cass??”
“Yours is Jeremy, Freds is Gabriel, Foxy’s is Fritz and you heard Susies.” She still hadn’t turned around to face them.
Susie began to talk. “Cassie-“ she was cut off. “Never call me that. Ever,” Cassidy turned to face them. Tears pouring out of her black soulless sockets where her eyes in her mortal body had been.
“That was the last thing I heard as that fucking bastard killed me. And so help me god. If any of you call me that again. Your soul will never be able to rest so long as this realm is still intact.”
Fritz backed away into the farthest corner of parts and service where it was pitch black. Bonnie followed along with Freddy.
Susie stood her ground. “Quit it Cassidy. I know you’re mad and trust me. All of us are too, but you don’t see any of us acting this way? You’re the one who can actually leave your fucking mechanical metal suit. None of us can. So be grateful you can actually get out of that god forsaken fucking metaphorical prison.”
“Susie, I-..” Cassidy began to speak. “Fuck off Cassidy. You have been given so much power and you have so much anger and you’re allowing it to take over. Your soul’s becoming more and more restless as the days pass on.”
Susie stood up and attempted to hug Cassidy but her metal arms went right through the soul. “Forgot you couldn’t touch souls. Huh Susie?” Cassidy teased.
“Oh shush you angry little shit.” Susie replied in a huff.
Susie and Cassidy laughed.
“I should probably go in case anyone decides to come. You all should go back to your original places so no one suspects anything. I’m gonna go talk to Charlie about a couple things so I’ll see you all later.”
Cassidy passed through the door and made her way to the prize room where the puppets animatronic was. She heard a familiar voice as she came in.
“Nice to see you again Cassidy. You haven’t visited in a while.”
It startled her and as she turned around she saw Charlie’s spirit floating. “Hey Charlie. Yeah I know it’s been a bit. I’ve been trying to do a lot of things at once. Including trying to find Afton and plan his hell. So as you know. No rest for the wicked haha.”
“That’s fair. I’m here whenever if you need help, Cass. Promise me you’ll ask if you need it, I know what you’re like.”
“I know, I know. I promise I will if needs be Char. I just want that bastard to pay..” Her voice trailed off into silence.
“I know you do Cass, I really do. So do I and all of the others, but we all need to take it slowly and figure out a plan. Now. Go back to your suit before midnight so then we can all have fun with the security guard.”
She went back to her suit and got back in before sitting and waiting as she let out a small giggle as the clock struck 12.
“Let the fun commence. Shall we?” She whispered as a small giggle was heard from the upper level signalling to her that she could come up and have her bit of fun.