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Voices and lights were all around her, there were too many kids in the Play Station for her liking right now. All running around, screaming, some fighting over a toy. She didn't like it here, she wanted her new mama. But her mama was somewhere in the factory being a cleaning lady. She didn't like it, she wanted to go to Play Care, where she knew the other kids. It was too crowded and loud so she ran to hide away, under one of the play structures and hugged her favorite toy close. It was a hand-made Huggy doll, her mama made for her on adoption day. it was made to be just as tall as her to give maximum comfort for when they were separated.

And right now, she knew she didn't want to play anymore, her stomach was hurting and her head felt fuzzy. Amber wanted to go home or go down to Playcare to sleep. But then an all too sickeningly sweet and fake voice called out for her. "Amber…Amber where are you my sweet little child? It's time to play! Come out so Mommy can take you to the next game!"

She didn't want to, she wasn't feeling good so she wouldn't do it, that's what Amber thought as she balled herself up around the big fluffy teal toy tied around her neck, as she held it so tightly to her chest as her eyes stung. Why couldn't she stay here? It wasn't too bright or loud or crowded. This was her place where she could feel sick in peace. But then that voice called out for her again this time a bit strained with mild irritation.

"Amber, come out now, all your friends want to play with you. And the next game is waiting! We shouldn't make them wait should we?"

Mommy wasn't being herself, normally Mommy would leave her be when in her hiding place and would come check in with sweet words and comfort. But right now Mommy was being scary, and it was a mistake to respond. Amber had screamed that she didn't want to, that she wouldn't do it. And that had upset Mommy because who would talk back to or yell at their Mommy?

And in the next instance Amber tried squeezing herself into the farthest and smallest corner there was under the play structure as an all too stretchy pink face was at the entrance of her hiding place Mommy's normally sweet smile stretched and warped one.

"Naughty little Amber, talking back like that! It's time to play! Now come out to join your friends!"

Mommy's face was too scary for Amber to take. That wasn't the normal face Mommy had. Her eyes were too large and dark, her smile too wide. And as her gloved hand snaked its way into the play structure Amber started tearing up out of fear as she held her Huggy closer. And just as that large pink hand with elongated fingers wrapped around her ankle and tugged.

Amber shot up in bed with a scream as her guardian Jean yanked on her ankle to wake her up, sick of repeatedly calling her name and not having the teen wake up. Jumping back as he tripped over the sixteen year olds backpack, Jean hit the hardwood flooring with a pained grunt regretting how he had woken Amber up. "Another nightmare?"

Jean asked as he sat up and rubbed where his hip hit the wooden floor as the disheveled blond sat up further to look down at her guardian with a forming frown. "Yeah. I don't know why I've been having so many recently." She said, flipping her blanket off to get up with a long stretch, making the bearded man sigh and stand up.

"Was it about the factory again or something else?" He asked, bending down to pick up the backpack he tripped over to drop into the computer chair across from the bed. Crossing an arm over herself as she looked away, Amber gave a low hum before answering with a quiet. "Factory." Before she set about getting a change of clothes for her morning shower. While Jean rubbed at his neck as he averted his eyes looking for a certain sticker covered book.

Spotting the dream journal on the TV stand Jean went over to pick it up and toss it over to the sixteen year old, letting it land at the foot of her bed. "You know what your therapist said, any dreams or nightmares regarding the factory should be written down." He said, making the sixteen year old sigh as she dropped her clothes onto her bed before plopping down next to them to pick up the journal.

"I'll be downstairs, when you're done." Jean said while Amber silently waved him off as she opened her journal to a new page before taking up the attached pen to start writing as Jean turned to head down the stairs to get the mail.

Coming down the stairs after her shower, Amber was in the middle of ringing her hair out with a towel when her nose wrinkled as the smell of something burning hit her. Instantly looking up and around the blond saw smoke spewing from the kitchen. "Jean! What are you doing?!" Amber yelled, dropping her towel as she ran to the kitchen and found the toaster turning a couple pieces of bread into charcoal.

Sprinting over and popping up the burned toast, the blond hissed as she picked the burned toast from the toaster and let it hit the counter before turning to try and find her guardian while holding her stinging fingers. When she noticed the basement door was wide open with the lights on. Scoffing with a scowl as she marched over to the basement Amber quickly descended the stairs and was about to yell when she saw Jean kneeling transfixed at an old static filled TV as he held something in his hand.

Becoming uneasy as she inched closer the sixteen year old then did a quick jabing poke to the older man making him quickly jump and ball up the paper he'd been holding. Springing back as well when she startled Jean, Amber shook her head before putting her hands on her hips wanting to come off as annoyed and not unsettled. "Were you planning on burning the house down?" She asked, putting on a stern face as the bearded man blinked and frowned at her.

"No? What're you talking about?" Jean asked, pushing himself up by his knee and the floor as the blond rolled her eyes with a huff as she crossed her arms. "Oh so you didn't leave the toast in the toaster on full heat then?" She shot back, making the older man's eyes widened. "Shit my toast!" Jean yelled, sprinting past the sixteen year old and up the stairs. Staring after her guardian with her mouth dropped open in parshall disbelief, Amber dropped her crossed arms and blinked before shaking her head and glancing at the static filled TV curiously.

Walking over and squatting down, Amber looked over the old TV set trying to figure out how it worked when she finally hit a button that popped out a VHS. Pulling it out and feeling her tongue wedge in her throat Amber slowly turned to look up at where Jean had gone as her grip on the tape tightened. "W-Why was he watching a commercial for Playtime Co?" She murmured putting tape on top of the TV before slowly walking up the stairs to see Jean seemingly deep in thought as he was waiting on his new set of toast.

Holding her arm and acting like she hadn't seen anything, Amber went and leaned on the counter. "So whatcha thinking about?" She asked snapping Jean out of his focused staring as he turned to her with a pressed smile as he seemed to shove something into his pocket. "Oh, just thinking about when you get your learner's permit. I might need to call my insurance to warn them." He said jokingly making Amber blink and scoff before playfully shoving the older man with a smile. "Oi, if I learn anything about driving. It's from you, you can blame your own driving lessons in the future."

Amber said as her smile faded just a tad. She knew he was hiding something. Jean was never good at keeping things from her, but Jean was always good at telling if something was off with her too. So before he could notice anything Amber pushed off the counter to grab a cereal box off the top of the fridge. "Well I better eat before you offer me burned toast." She said humorously making the bearded man roll his eyes and pop his toast up before it could start to burn.

"Alright, alright. All jokes aside. I had something suddenly come up and I'm going to need to leave tonight. So I'm going to trust you not to throw a wild teenage party while I'm gone." Jean said while putting butter and jelly on his toast as Amber stared at him before her eyes flicked to the basement for a fleeting second before a fake smile crossed her face as she pulled the milk out of the fridge.

"The way you're putting it, it just begs me to throw a party while I'm left home alone and unsupervised. But I'm curious, is it a work thing?" Amber asked, starting to put her cereal together as Jean paused for a moment then nodded. "Yeah. Yeah it is. An age-old question I have might be answered tonight." Jean said before putting on a warm smile as he grabbed his cold coffee and slightly burned toast to join the blond teen at the table.
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Jean had acted completely off since that morning. And Amber's worry only grew when she overheard Jean on the phone talking to one of his friends about the Playtime factory. And now she wasn't just gonna let him leave her alone, not with what had happened this morning and how he acted since. So after making sure that Jean believed that she'd gone to bed and had been asleep, Amber quicking swung out of bed and avoided the creaky floor boards as she dressed in dark clothes to be as stealthy as possible. Opening her window as she swung her backpack up onto her back. Amber strained her ears as she climbed down the side of her home and towards Jean's car to slip into the back seats to lay on the floor. And luckily Jean alway kept a blanket in the back seats so that provided extra coverage as she laid the blanket on top of her.

Watching as the lights finally turned off Amber only waited a few minutes before Jean finally opened the door and got in while muttering to himself. Moving to try and listen to what he was saying Amber jumped when Jean's stereo blasted at full volume when he turned the car on. Quickly covering her ears Amber silently cursed Jean for always having his volume on high before latching onto the passenger seat brackets when her said guardian pressed on the gas and peeled out of the driveway.

She knew they lived out in the countryside and that reckless driving was to be expected to a degree because there was little to no police to interrupt, but this? It was like being on a runaway roller coaster without the safety harness. But Amber was proud of herself. She didn't scream once, she puked a bit in her mouth during the ride, but she didn't scream.

And when Jean finally slowed to a stop and put the car in park. Amber carefully lifted the blanket from her head to breathe properly in what was a twenty minute drive. "I can't believe I'm doing this. But if there's a chance Jenma is still here, then I have to, for Amber." Jean said quietly before he shoved his door open and got out of the car.

Laying there in mute shock Amber trembled as she slowly sat up and looked out the car window. Watching Jean stiffly walk forward to a place she never thought she'd return to. There not even twenty feet away was the source of her abandonment issues, trauma, and nightmares. The place that took her Mama away and left her an orphan once again. The Poppy Playtime Factory.

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Amber wanted to say that she had been right on Jeans heels as he broke the glass  of the front doors to enter the factory after knocking the tall wooden boards out. But she didn't. It took her five minutes to convince herself to move, to follow Jean into the place of her early childhood and recent nightmares. Breathing unsteadily as she carefully climbed through the broken glass and into the factory. 

Amber cringed at the sound of crunching and shifting glass under foot, making her lift a foot to make sure no shards had pierced the sole of her shoe when Jean ran out from behind the front desk pillar and hopped over the turntables. “Amber?! What? What are you doing here? How did you get here? You need to go home right now.” He yelled pointing at the blond and then in the direction their home was in, making the teen suddenly hug herself and shift inplace. “Well, you were acting weird all day. I saw the tape in the basement Jean. I got worried.”

Amber started shakely as Jean seemed to lose some of his anger at her answer and demeanor. “But why ? Why did you come back? What does my adoptive mom have to do with this?” Amber asked, slowly walking over to Jean who took a step back and sighed as he ran a hand through his graying hair, before finally pulling a balled up piece of paper out of his pocket to hand over. “This came in the mail alongside the tape you saw. There was no return address, and after everyone suddenly went missing. I..I thought I might finally get some answers.” Jean said as Amber uncrumpled the paper.

Everyone thinks the staff disappeared 10 years ago.

We're still here.

FIND THE FLOWER

Looking from the paper to Jean then back again Amber's heart felt like it was suddenly put in a vise-like grip as she clenched her jaw and crushed the paper in her fists. “Are you stupid?! This could easily be a prank! It's been 10 years! There's no way anybody could be still alive here.” Amber shouted suddenly enraged at Jean's thoughtless choice as he glared and snatched the paper back. “But there could be a chance! Don't you want to see your mother again? To know what happened?”

He snapped, making Amber shake her head as her face reddened with a whirlwind of emotions. “No I don't! I haven't thought about Jenma in years!” That was a lie, Amber constantly wondered what her adoptive mother would have thought of her everyday. “It's true that I was given up as a baby and put into PlayCare until I was three.” Jean already knew this. So why was she screaming about it now, Amber wondered. “When Jenma adopted me, I got to spend three years with her before she was gone.” Was it just her bottled up emotions finally breaking free? Or was she finally going to let everything out now that she was back?

“It's been ten years Jean, you may not like hearing this but you're my dad. You've been my dad for these past ten years!” It's true, Jean never liked being called anytype of familial endearment by her or her teachers. But right now Amber needed to get everything off her chest as her voice broke into a horse croak as she began to tremble before Jean pulled her into a tight hug. “Okay. Okay, I'm sorry. But please understand that I have to know what happened.” Jean said gently petting Amber's hair before pulling away to look at her as she sucked in a breath to calm down before sighing and deflating. “Fine. But you're not going in alone. I don't want anything to happen and I end up being alone again.”

Amber said, making her guardian grunt then nod. “Yeah, okay. Maybe you could help me figure out how to get into the factory then.” Jean said, turning around to hop over the turntables again as Amber followed. Looking up at the shuttered door and finding a blue handprint, making Amber curiously tilt her head as she thought back to her time inside the factory. “I think you need a Grabpack. I remember some staff members always wearing one. I think it's like a security badge.”

Amber said, pointing to the hand print as Jean nodded. “I thought that too. But where the hell are we supposed to get one?” Jean said, putting a hand on his hip as the other hand waved around in his annoyance. Curiously looking around before walking back out into the lobby to look around Amber noticed a bright green VHS sitting on the desk corner. “Hey Jean. Did you look at this?” Amber asked, holding up the tape while looking to her guardian as he came from the other side.

Raising an eyebrow as he glanced over. “Oh no. I just came in and went straight to the gate. I wanted to be in and out as fast as I could.” Jean said, walking over to take the VHS and look at the label. “Leith Pierre? Now that's a name I haven't seen in a while. This guy was a real piece of work.” Jean said, dropping the tape back down onto the desk to walk away as Amber took the VHS back and turned to the matching TV. “I never met him, but I do know he was Head of Innovations. I wonder what's on this thing. Must be important if it's out here.”

Amber said, jamming the green VHS into the player as Jean paused to look at the screen as it automatically turned on to show a yellow paw with velcro and blue fur. 

“ If you're seeing this, then you're trespassing. Yeah, we play this little tape on loop whenever we close the factory for the day. So trespasser, just to make you aware. While we pride ourselves primarily on our high quality toys and excellent childcare, we also pride ourselves on our security .”

Leith Pierre's voice sounded from the old TV as both Jean and Amber looked at each other curiously. “What kind of security is he talking about?” Amber asked, turning back to the screen as the voice over continued. 

“ For example, this facility is full of hidden motion triggers which, once set off, will turn on the factory's emergency alarms and directly contact the authorities! And that's one of the more tame aspects of our security system. No spoilers… So, you've got my warning. It's not too late to turn around. I just hope you're certain whatever you're doing is worth it .”

Squinting curiously Amber looked from the static filled TV to Jean as he frowned. “Well that wasn't ominous.” Amber said sarcastically as Jean nodded. “Yeah. Listen, you head that way and I'll try down there for that stupid Grabpack. If we're lucky there might be one laying around somewhere.” Jean said lightly patting Amber's shoulder as he pointed to the closed toy store before walking in the opposite direction. Nodding as she moved to the toy store Amber glanced at the large Bron poster on the wall before trying the glass doors and finding them unlocked.

“Oh so they only boarded up the entrance. At least it's easier on me.” Amber muttered pushing through to the empty store. Spotting several Huggy boxes on the shelf Amber instantly headed for them and disappointedly frowned at finding them all empty. “Man, are you serious? And here I thought I could've gotten a new Huggy. Stupid Jean for throwing Snuggles away.” Amber snapped roughly putting the empty box back on the shelf as she turned to look around but froze at the sight of the check out counter.

It was a broken Boogiebot. But the thing that made Amber's blood run cold was the blood splatter around the toy. Shakely walking forward Amber slowly picked up the toy to look it over. “It's not blood. It's, it's just oil. Playtime always made really realistic toys. If it looks like it can bleed, the kids would be more careful not to break them. Yeah. It's just oil.” She mumbled carefully setting the toy down before noticing the crusted dry blood sticking to her hands. Quickly and roughly wiping her hands on her jeans Amber tried to calm her breathing as she looked up.

And spotted a tree caboose train going around the room. “Now how the fuck is that still working?” Amber asked spinning around to follow the train before blinking and turning to leave. There was no reason to be looking in the toy store for a Grabpack. Jogging across the lobby and towards the staff only room Amber cracked a smile at Jean's frustrated grunt as he stood slightly crouched in front of a multi-colored panel trying different combinations of colors. “God fucking damn it! Amber, please tell me you found something.” Jean said, angrily throwing up his hands as he turned to the teenager.

Looking at the panel then at Jean. “I dunno. What did you try?” Amber asked, getting an agitated sigh in return. “About every goddamn pattern. I tried using the tiles. Tried the poster. I even tried the stupid Beecat.” Jean snapped point to each thing as Amber silently swallowed at the sight of the blood splattered cat toy. “Uh. Lemme. Lemme see.” Amber said side stepping Jean to look at what colors were available. Humming as she looked at each color the blond suddenly sprang up before sprinting back to the toy store to look at the train circling the ceiling. 

“JEAN! Try green, pink, yellow, red!” Amber shouted cupping her mouth so her voice would carry. Squinting to see if Jean was doing as told Amber rolled her eyes when he shouted back asking her to repeat the colors. Sprinting back through the lobby and purposefully bulldozing into Jean as she stopped Amber panted while bending to punch in the colors. “I said. Green. Pink. Yellow. Red.” Amber said as the doors slid open.

“Alright smartass. C’mon.” Jean said, walking into the security office. Spitting her tongue out as she followed in behind him Amber instantly spotted a blue VHS in front of a headless Bron. “Hey look another tape! Wow, do they just like having these laying around?” Amber asked, snatching the VHS off the desk to pop it into the player. “Well it's convenient. So you won't catch me complaining.” Jean said, kneeling down in front of the glass paneling that held a Grabpack trying to figure out how to get it out.

Hearing the infamous Playtime tune on screen Jean pushed himself up to watch the video curious to know what it was about. “Ah. I see, gotta watch the video to get a Grabpack.” Jean grumbled as Amber nodded. “I never really liked the Grabpack. It felt too heavy and clunky to me. But it could've just been me being too small to properly wear it.” Amber said, crossing her arms as the video started a computerized demonstration on how the Grabpack worked. Before a certain section of the video made Jean look at Amber in shock.

“They let kids use these things?! It can take someone's head off. It conducts electricity. What the fuck.” Jean asked, making Amber shrug. “It's not like we weren't heavily monitored. And every kid had a personal demonstration of what could happen. Did you know most of the toys made here have blood like packets in them? Jenma said it was to teach kids empathy. If you see you hurt your toy you'll play a bit nicer the next time.”

Amber said as the video ended and the glass paneling dropped down letting Jean take the Grabpack. “That is beyond horrible.” He said hooking the Grabpack onto his back and adjusting the straps. “Hey, why do you get to wear it?” Amber asked getting a flat look from Jean before he raised a silent eyebrow. “What you think I'm going to smack you in the back of the head?” Amber asked with a playful smile making Jean shake his head. “C’mon. We have what we need to enter the factory.” He said walking away as Amber snickered after him.

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It took ten seconds for the door to load after Jean shot the grapple hand at the hand print above the door. But when the shutter went up and Amber caught a glimpse of familiar blue in the distance Amber was off in a second in a mad dash under the opening shutter door. “Huggy! Oh my god he's still here!” Amber yelled, hopping up onto Huggy's display to wrap her arms around one of his legs in a tight hug as Jean yelled after her. “Amber!? Jesus you're like a kid in a toy store. Don't go running off.” 

Making the said teen pull back just enough to stare at him. “Really? Look at where we are and repeat what you just said.” Amber said, turning back to hugging the fluffy statue before she paused and pulled back to curiously look up at Huggy Wuggy. “Hold up.” Amber muttered before pressing her nose into Huggys fluff and inhaling deeply. “Amber, what the fuck?” Jean asked, walking up behind the blond making her pull away and look back at him. “He still smells like blueberries! I'm surprised that after all this time Huggy would still have his artificial smell.” Amber said, getting a slight squint from Jean as he tried to think of something to say.

“How? Do all Huggies have a scent?” Jean finally asked, pointing up at Huggy as Amber finally let go of him and instantly walked to one of the Huggy Wuggy toy boxes around him. “I think so? I remember Kissy smelling like strawberries. But didn't Playtime have a thing for scented toys? Like Poppy smells like poppy flowers and then there was that creepy line of smiling critters that each had their own signature scent.” Amber said moving to plop down next to a box with a Huggy still inside.

“Right. Hey, are you serious right now? You're not taking one of those.” Jean said as he shot the blue grapple hand to the only single blue hand print panel in the room before hearing Amber tearing into the box. “Yes I'm serious. You got rid of Snuggles. Who by the way was an adoption gift from Jenma . And I don't care if you banned Playtime toys in the house he's coming home with me.” Amber said grinning like a child on Christmas as she held up the freed tiny Huggy before tightly huggy the toy. Groaning as if he had been gut punched at the mention of his biggest mistake and the door sorting out.

Jean turned to Amber with a long sigh. “Alright fine you can keep it.” He said getting a beaming grin from the blond as she stood and walked over to him while securing her new Huggy toy to her neck, before smiling more as the toy seemed to tighten its told to hug her. “So what happened? Did the power go out or something?” Amber asked, looking up at the hand print as Jean half shrugged. “Probably. This place is old. We'll need to find a way into the Power room.” He said but no sooner had Jean finished speaking did a jiggling sound catch their attention. Instantly turning both Amber and Jean looked up at Huggy in confusion as in his raised right hand was a gold key.

“You don't think?” Amber muttered hesitantly pointing at Huggy as she looked at Jean who squinted up at the fuzzy mascot. “No. It'd be too easy.” He said before walking over and aiming the grapple hand up to snatch the key from Huggy. Looking from the key to the locked power room door Jean silently tossed the key to Amber. Nearly fumbling in catching the key Amber was quick to turn to the locked power door to try the key. 

Feeling the key easily turn and the latch coming undone, Amber gently pushed the door open. “Well. Looks like Lady luck is on our side tonight.” Amber said, putting her hands on her hips as Jean came up beside her. “Again I'm not going to complain. C’mon let's go see if we can't fix the power.” He said, leading Amber into the power room. Looking around the dimly lit room Amber walked over to the poster of Kissy with the Do's and Don'ts of the company.

“Hey Amber, stay over there for a minute. I think I know how to get the power going.” Jean said coming out from behind a row of lockers as Amber curiously nodded. “Alright. Go for it.” Amber said, taking a step back to lean on the wall as Jean disappeared for a brief moment before he reappeared walking backwards with his grapple hand attached to something feeding live electricity to his pack. Instantly pushing off the wall. “Please be careful! I don't want to see you get electrocuted!”

Amber said, tightly grabbing onto the Huggy around her neck as Jean nodded. “Don't worry Amber. I'm not a trained professional but I just need to touch this wire to those conductors and we're good.” Jean said passing Amber and going behind another stack of lockers when the power suddenly kicked on with a little chime. Flinching back when the grapple hand came flying around the corner and back towards Jean, Amber let out a small cuss as she then jogged over to her guardian. “Wow thanks for the warning. Were you trying to backhand me?” 

Amber asked angrily as Jean quickly shook his head. “No. As soon as the wire touched the conductor it dislodged and came flying back.” Jean said worriedly, looking Amber over as she sighed. “Sure okay. Now that the power is working again the door should open now.” She said turning to leave when she came to an abrupt stop. Frowning as Amber seemed to stare at something Jean followed her gaze out the door and didn't see anything wrong.

“What are you staring at? We should keep moving.” Jean said moving to take the lead when Amber caught him by the arm making him look back at the blond teen. “Jean. Huggies gone. That door leads straight out to his display.” Amber said, tightening her hold on Jean's arm as his head whipped around and finally understood what stopped her in her tracks. “Fuck me. That must be what Leith Pierre meant by security. I guess that statue wasn't really a statue but a stationed animatronic.” 

Jean reasoned, running his hand through his hair in annoyance as Amber lifted a hand to hold onto the tiny Huggy around her neck. “We must have kicked his systems back on when we fixed the power.” She said as Jean nodded. “Most likely. Stay close and keep an ear out. I don't want to get caught by that thing.” Jean said as he led Amber out of the power room and over to the door. Looking around the room as Jean shot the grapple to charge the door, Amber tried to spot any place Huggy might have gone or be hiding behind.

Hearing the door slide open Amber grabbed the back of Jean's shirt as he took the lead again. Turning her attention to the Candycat poster on the wall Amber ran into Jean's back as he froze. “Whoa. What, what is it? Did you see something?” Amber asked, stepping out from behind Jean as he cleared his throat and shook his head. “No, no I just thought I heard something. It's nothing.” He said, quickening his pace as Amber frowned, knowing that he had just lied.

Adjusting the toy around her neck to be a bit more secure, Amber quickly trotted back to Jean's side and stayed close until he came to the end of the Hall and stared at the door on the left. Glancing from Jean to the door Amber took a step back as he moved to shove the door open to an extremely dark hallway. Feeling her skin prickling at the ominous corridor Amber glanced to the door behind them and noticed someone graffitied the plaque. STAIRWAY to hell 

“Oh well, isn't that lovely.” Amber muttered, making Jean glance back and grimace as he tentatively tried the handle and found it locked. “Oh definitely. C'mon.” He said taking lead again as Amber nodded and stayed close to his side as they ventured into the dark hallway when a burst of steam startled Amber into a quick loud squeal as she instantly latched onto Jean. Snickering down at her. “Oh no. Steam. ” He said jokingly getting Amber to scowl and smack his arm. “Shut up. You know I don't like haunted houses and this place is just like one.”

Amber said, walking ahead of Jean who was still snickering at her embarrassment. Pushing through a door and coming into what looked like a storage room, Amber looked around and frowned at the large handless door before turning to Jean. “This looks like a dead end.” She said as Jean peered in and looked around as well. “We'll head upstairs and see where that goes. Maybe we'll be able to open this door from the other side.” Jean said, pointing to the staircase before walking over to the steel door to knock his knuckles against it.

Moving to head up the stairs. “Hey, another TV. Jesus, how many video tutorials did this place need?” Amber asked, quickly looking around for a VHS as Jean shrugged. “As you know this place is huge. Maybe management didn't want to play telephone and just made a bunch of video tapes for new hires.” He said already halfway up the stairs before Amber gave up looking for the VHS and followed up behind him. “If that's the case they were lazy. What did they do if they updated protocols? Make a new tape?” Amber asked, waving her hand round as Jean shugged. “Oh, look over there. There's a right hand for this thing.” Jean said, pointing across the storage room. 

Where a red grabpack hand was held in a glass case on the very top conveyor belt. “Oh that's nice. How are we supposed to get it down?” Amber asked, crossing her arms as she looked at Jean who scratched the back of his head and glanced around before he bent down to pick up a blue power code with multi-colored hand prints surrounding it. “Oh, this might help.”

“Why would they just leave it there?” Amber asked, disbelieving as Jean plugged the cube into the console to his right. Shrugging as he looked around for more. “No idea kiddo. But I need three more. Damn they must be down there.” Jean said, leaning over the railing before moving to the ripped open section and maneuvering to jump down into the room below. “Careful not to break your knees old man.” Amber said just as Jean dropped down onto a stack of boxes.

Slowly looking up with a deadpan expression as he put his hands on his hips. “Child, I am not that old and you know it.” He said turning to climb off the boxes and move to the steel door to heave it open. Quickly turning to jog down the stairs Amber snorted as Jean put on a show of being winded from having to slide the door open. “Oh you're sure showing me. Old man .” Amber said with a smug look as Jean rolled his eyes. 

“Just help me find the other power modules.” Jean said, turning around to look in the open area for the power cubes. Snickering as she followed but headed for the toppled shelves Amber grinned. “Hey! I found it!” Amber yelled, spotting a dingy yellow tape on a shelf as Jean turned to her as she swiped the VHS off the shelf. “You already found a cube?” He asked making Amber turn and lean back to see him through the gaps in the shelf.

“No! But I found the tape that goes with the TV.” Amber said waving the yellow tape in the air for Jean to see as he shook his head and spotted a cube up on top of piping. Walking out from behind the shelves with the VHS in hand Amber blinked as Jean shot his grapple hand towards the ceiling and watched as it came back with a red cube. “I don't know how it got up there but I found one. Mind taking it up while I look for the other two?”

Jean asked, tossing the red cube to Amber who had to lunge to catch it. “Oh sure. You're already throwing it this way I might as well.” She said turning to run up stairs to plug in the cube and to see what training lessons were on the VHS.

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The VHS didn't really have anything worthwhile on it. It just had two guys griping about their work. 

“ Ugh, Rich, where are they keeping the Huggy boxes?

"I don't know, I couldn't tell you! Remember when Maintenance last did a sweep of this place?

No. 

Exactly! Nobody in this stupid company knows what they're doing. I swear, I haven't seen a single box in its place since they started flooding the storehouse with orphanage junk. 

Right… 

I get it, it's a nice program and all, on-brand, but *sigh* It's just hard to be happy when Manufacturing is on OUR NECKS about it, 'cause we can't find stupid Huggy boxes! 

Rich…

*sigh* You're right... You're right... It's.. It's for the orphans... I just wish there were less boxes. Anything less would be more abidable. I-is that even a word? Abidable. ” 

Almost walking away with disinterest halfway through Amber froze at the mention of the orphan program. Sucking in a breath as she took a step back Amber shifted the Huggy toy on her neck into a better position to hug it tightly. Shaking her head as the tape ended Amber ran through the steel door to see if Jean had found the last two cubes. Coming through the door Amber found Jean on the other side of the conveyor belt with a cube in hand.

“It was just sitting here in the corner. Now all we need is the last one.” Jean said, crawling over the conveyor belt while glancing around. “I wonder if it's in some weird hiding spot.” Amber said slowly scanning the area before she spotted a Bron sitting on top of a large stack of boxes. “Hey it's Bron! Jean, can you get him down for me?” Amber asked pointing up at the red dino, making the older man look over at her from behind a stack of boxes. “No. You have your Huggy. If you want Bron get him down yourself.

Jean said, going back to his search as Amber scowled and huffed before jogging around the shelves to try and shove the boxes down. Hearing the boxes tumble and hit the ground heavily Amber quickly climbed over the toppled boxes and over to Bron who laid by the conveyor belt. “Amber, what the fuck.” Jean snapped in annoyance, having been startled from the crash of boxes hitting the floor. Smugly looking over and holding up her newly claimed toy.

“You said get him down yourself. And I did.” Amber said, moving to take her backpack off to put Bron inside before swinging the bag back onto her back. “And you had to make a racket while doing it?” Jean asked, lifting his hands up to emphasize his point. Shrugging as she crossed her arms. “What? Did you want me to climb up the shelf? Nah-uh what if it tipped like that one?” Amber asked, jabbing her thumb over to the tipped over shelf.

Shaking his head as he looked to the sky Jean spotted the last cube on the top shelf on the corner. “Alright, fine. But don't do it again. You almost gave -oh, look over there the last cube.” He said quickly running behind the shelf to shoot the grabpack hand and retrieve the last cube. “Head back up to the console and I'll toss the modules up to you.” Jean ordered, making Amber silently nod and turn to run into the other room and up the stairs.

Rounding the corner towards the console Amber came to a quick stop as from the corner of her eye she thought she spotted Huggy peeking out from under the blue conveyor belt tunnel door. Turning to fully look, Amber blinked as the door quickly shut. Feeling her heart quicken at the brief sight Amber jumped as Jean called to her from down below. “Oi, heads up!” Turning just in time to watch Jean toss up a power cube Amber had to drop down to catch it.

“Jeez! At least aim a little higher!” Amber yelled putting the cube down next to her to catch the next cube as Jean put more power into his throw, letting Amber catch it better. Picking up the other cube as she stood Amber quickly plugged in the cubes making the yellow claw in front of her kick on and move across the room to the red Grabpack hand. 

Watching the claw pick up the glass case Amber and Jean watched the claw bring it back to the starting position before just dropping the glass case. Cringed as the glass shattered on impact on the conveyor belt below. “Well at least we don't have to break the case ourselves.” Jean said, carefully walking over the broken glass to take the red hand. 

Not wanting to go down the stairs again and choosing to go the same route Jean initially took the first time. Amber jumped down from the open part of the railing and onto the boxes below as Jean attached the new hand and moved to the end of the conveyor belt to jump up and fire both grapple hands at the two handprints on the wall. Jumping from the boxes and to the floor Amber quickly ran over to join Jean on the conveyor belt as the shudder door opened for them. 

Squinting into the darkness Amber looked at Jean. You don't seriously expect us to go crawling through vents and conveyor belts do you?” She asked as Jean shrugged. “The door to hell was locked, remember? This might be our only way further into the factory. Do you want me to take the lead?” He said, making the blond nod as she started shooing him towards the darkness. “Yep, I'll let you do the honors of being ghost bait.” Amber said, making Jean pause and side eye her. 

“Oh how gracious of you.” He chided, getting Amber to smile and shrug. “Well you offered.” She quipped back as Jean shook his head and crouched to fit into the small tunnel. Following suit but not needing to stoop as low Amber paused as Jean stopped and cursed. “Great. Rollers. Be careful not to get your hair or fingers caught.” Jean said maneuvering to sit and slide down the slope of rollers. Moving to crawl forward Amber adjusted to sit the same way Jean did. “Look out below! Coming down!” Amber yelled, pushing forward and throwing her hands up in the air. “Whee!” Amber yelled coming to a sharp halt at the bottom as her butt met the black conveyor belt below.

“Ow, fuck. You could've warned me.” Amber grumbled pushing herself up and rubbing at her backend as Jean walked around the mini roundabout of conveyor belt. “There's a fucking puzzle. I need to power the door and the conductor is on this slope here.” Jean said, pinching his nose as he jabbed his thumb to the side pointing at the conductor to his right. Squinting as she tilted her head. “How is that at all productive?” Amber asked as Jean motioned her to step back so he could use live electricity without worry. “It's not at all. But what can you do, I didn't design it.” He said walking around the small area, looking for the electrical port and a way up to the conductor.

Moving to stand by the door and be as far away from the live wire as possible Amber watched as it only took Jean less than a minute to come around the corner with live electricity before he shot the second power conductor. No sooner had Jean done that, did the door behind Amber shoot open and the conveyor belt under them activate. Falling from the sudden jerk of the ground beneath her, Amber quickly shot up to sit on the mover belt as Jean rushed to her side as they went for a ride.

“Oh my god, I don't like this!” Amber yelled flinching as a red light turned on and a buzzer sounded overhead before toy parts rained down onto them. “I think I know where this conveyor belt leads.” Jean said as another buzzer went off with more toy parts being dumped onto them. “Where does this thing lead?!” Amber asked shifting to her knees as she held Huggy close, feeling a bout of anxiety creeping in as she looked around the dark duct.

 “We're probably heading to Make a Friend. If I remember the directions right, that's where we're going.” Jean said as the last buzzer went off and another flood of toy parts surrounded them before they were directed to a downward slope of rolling pins. Clinging to Jean as they rapidly slid down Amber and Jean grunted as they hit the metal platform at the bottom before tumbling into the broken toy collector below. 

Grabbing Amber and taking most of the two foot drop Jean groaned as the Grabpack dug painfully into his back before the flood of toys rained down onto them. “Wow, that was just great.” Amber grumbled pushing up and off of Jean who  sat up with a pained nod. “Truly. God. We're lucky we didn't hit the glass.” He said, turning to look at the broken glass as Amber nodded and carefully jumped down into the room.

“You know, I've never actually been in here before. Jenma mostly just took me down to the Play Station to hang out with Mommy during her shift.” Amber said slowly spinning around to take in the massive room as Jean jumped from the parts collector. “Really? I would've thought you had the grand tour.” Jean said, walking over to the shuttered door to try and find a way out, as Amber shrugged. “Eh, I was a toddler. I was more interested in playing with Mommy or going to the theater.” Amber said, walking over to read what the plaque had written.

“Damn it. Looks like we have to turn the power on to get through.” Jean said, looking around for a way to turn the power on. Turning from the plaque to glance about Amber point to the catwalks above them. “What about up there? If people were constantly in here I think having the power system out of reach would be a good idea.” Amber said, making Jean look up and nod. “Most likely. You wanna stay down here or go up with me?” He asked, walking towards the stairs as Amber nodded. “Yeah, I'll head up too.” She said jogging over to the stairs. Pausing at the poster on the wall Amber took a second to look at it. 

Fostering Happiness 

Adopt an orphan TODAY!

 Playtime Co. Foster and Adoptive Care initiative strives to create permanency in the lives of orphan children by recruiting adoptive and foster parents within our own organization. We encourage all Playtime Co. employees to take part in our mission of fostering or adopting an orphan child. (Participating employees may be eligible for additional benefits) This initiative helps children not only in the Midwest region but also orphans around the world. Every child deserves a chance at a new life.

Standing absolutely still as she reread the poster again, Amber tipped her chin down into her Huggy Wuggy as she began questioning Jenma's intentions for adopting her back then. Until Jean came back down the stairs after noticing Amber wasn't right behind him. “Amber? Hey, kiddo you okay?” Jean asked, making Amber slowly turn to him with a mix of emotions brewing on her face. “Why? Why did Jenma adopt me? What benefits did she get out of it?” 

She asked making Jean glance to the poster and sigh. “Listen, it's true there were benefits for taking in an orphan. But believe me when I say Jenma loved you more than anything. Benefits or no she was hell bent on taking you home.” Jean said, walking down the stairs to reassuringly hold Amber's shoulder as she looked away. “Then what happened? The one day I didn't go to work with her, she and everybody else just disappeared.” 

Amber asked, making Jean turn her face to him. “That's what we're for. Answers. I promise by the end of this we'll understand everything.” He said making Amber lift a hand to rub her thumb over her mini Huggys fur. “Okay. But first we gotta fix the power.” Amber said, stepping back out of Jean's reach to walk up the stairs leaving Jean to stand alone for a minute looking at the poster as he balled his fists and glared at it.

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There was another TV at the top of the staircase, this one needing a pink VHS. Curious as to why there was another TV all the way up here, Amber quickly looked around for the tape. Walking onto the catwalk and finding a massive gap between the platform she was one to the next, Amber felt a sudden onset of acrophobia, making her take several steps back and cling to the railing. “Jean! Get up here!” Amber yelled, trembling slightly as she write knuckled the railing bars, making the bearded man come running. “What? What's wrong, what happened?” Jean asked, coming up behind Amber as she tried to breath.

“That is beyond fucking dangerous.” Amber said, shutting her eyes tightly as she pointed to the gap in the catwalk. Turning to look where Amber was pointing at Jean nodded in understanding. “Oh, yeah. I was actually about to pull the ramp over when I noticed you weren't behind me.” Jean said gently petting Amber's head before walking over to shoot a grapple hand at the sliding platform to close the gap. Opening her eyes to stare at Jean for his nonchalance Amber shook her head at him as he noticed a pink VHS against the wall.

“Now why the hell would they put that there?” Jean asked as Amber followed his gaze to the tape. Keeping close to the railing as she got closer. “I dunno. But could you grab it for me? I wanna know what's on it.” Amber said, making Jean nod as he again shot the grapple hand towards it. “Here. Go watch this while I figure out this power puzzle.” Jean said, handing the tape over before walking over to the power module unfazed with how high up he was. Quickly moving off the catwalk and towards the TV Amber shoved the tape in the player and stepped back.

So, Stella, what made you want to work at Playtime Co. factory? 

Playing with toys when I was young was so magical. I could go straight from my bedroom floor to anywhere in the world. It was such a great feeling. And being able to work at a toy factory…somewhere that can provide kids with that same experience. That's a pretty great feeling too! Sometimes though I really really wish I could go back. To being a kid, I mean. And it's weird, cause…adults are just kids, but older! I don't think anyone ever really feels like an adult? But your body just gets older…and older…and then you die. Poof! *Laughter* Human bodies just can't stay young forever. There's things though, like some trees that can stay alive even while being way older than a person! I mean, the oldest people to ever live are still younger than those. So I guess everyone is always young relative to something right?

All right, I think we're getting a little off track.

“Stella? As in Stella Greyber, the head of Game Station and PlayCare?” Amber asked moving to take the VHS out to actually look at the label. “Why? Why is her interview tape up here of all places?” Amber asked looking from the tape to the toy assembly machine below before turning to Jean who got the power going. “Okay! That should do it! Let's head back down and get out of this place and figure out a way further into the factory.” Jean yelled quickly running back over to Amber who put the VHS back into the player.

Not wanting Jean to see her a bit shaken from finding an executive's interview tape Amber grinned wide. “Right! Last one down is a rotten egg!” Amber yelled, turning to sprint down the stairs as Jean jokingly tried to speed up to catch up to her. Trying not to trip over her feet as she ran down the stairs, Amber then jumped down the last three steps and into the wall with a wide grin. “You're the rotten egg Jean! I won!” Amber announced as Jean still ran down the stairs and right past Amber.

“I don't think so!” He yelled running over to the shuttered door to smack causing it to loudly riple. “I said we had to get out of here ! Obviously the finish line was the door.” Jean said, pointing to the floor while smiling proudly as Amber stared and shook her head. “Nope! No! You're trying to cheat!” She said walking over to poke at Jean's chest as he laughed and ruffled her hair. “And you're a sore loser. Now hand me one of your toys to open the door.” Jean said, motioning with his hand for Amber to give up either her Huggy or Bron. Looking from Jean's hand to his face as she took a step back and protectively held her Huggy Wuggy closer with a squint. 

“What? No way! Make your own! They’re mine!” Amber hissed glaring at Jean who blinked down at her. “Are you serious? You're going to get him right back.” Jean said moving to take the Huggy toy making Amber bolt away and over to the Make A Friend plaque and held her hand over the red button that would activate the machine. “And I said make your own!” Amber yelled, making Jean sigh and roll his eyes. “Alright, alright. Fine, I'll make my own .” Jean said lifting his fingers up to air quote Amber as he walked over to the parts collector as the blond teen smiled in victory.

Smacking the big red button Amber turned to watch as the machine turned on. Watching as three pairs of eyes opened and steam started to billow out of the chimney Amber's smile froze on her face as the middle machine's eyes seemed to follow her around. “Oh, I don't like that. Not one bit.” Amber muttered running over to Jean who was using his Grabpack to pull the levers to get the toy parts. Watching as several blank toy parts fell onto the conveyor belt Amber started to follow them down the belt as they entered the first part of the machine.

Watching as the machine's mouth closed Amber pressed against the glass to see what this part of the machine did as the mouth opened and the now painted toy parts moved onto the next part of the machine. Ignoring the fact that the middle machine's gaze was still following her around, Amber bounced on her toes as the shutter opened to take in the toy parts while Jean watched from a distance and chuckled at the childlike wonder on Amber's face, before his smile dropped and he looked away.

Giggling at the middle machines chomping motion as the disassembled toy entered it Amber bent to the side after a few seconds as she saw a fully assembled Catbee enter the last part of the machine. This one was looking for any imperfections as multiple lasers scanned the black and yellow toy. Running over to the broken part of the conveyor belt that would have taken the toy into the factory for packaging Amber snatched the Catbee off the belt and happily looked it over. 

“It really did make it perfectly! Wow, so the plaque was right? All the toys were assembled here?” Amber asked walking over to Jean who had walked back to the closed shuttered door. “Yep. Although this place is a bit of a lie. You still had to pay for the toy back up at the gift shop.” Jean said, taking the Catbee from Amber to put on the scanner as she looked on in disgusted disappointment. “ What ? That's bullshit! What if a kid's parents couldn't afford the toy? They'd just have to walk out empty handed?”

Amber asked as the scanner accepted the toy and opened the door. Shrugging as he moved to walk down the hall leading back to the entrance hall where the two handed plate awaited them. “Welcome to consumerism kid. You gotta pay for what you want.” Jean said, making Amber frown deeply as she snatched the Catbee from the scanner to put in her backpack alongside Bron. But no sooner had she zipped her bag closed and swung it back onto her shoulders, Amber jumped at the sudden alarm going off when she heard Jean's scared shout. “Amber run!” 

Looking to her guardian, Amber felt her body freeze and break into a cold sweat as her favorite toy and mascot came stalking down the hall with a wide sharp toothy smile splitting his face. Staring wide eyed at Huggy Wuggy Amber snapped out of it as Jean tightly grabbed her wrist and yanked her after him as he sprinted for the open conveyor belt duct. “Amber go! Go! ” Jean screamed, forcing Amber ahead of him as he started shoving her into the duct. Finally moving on her own as her ears started ringing and her eyes began to fill with tears Amber started to run.

It was Huggy, her favorite character. The plushy that always gave her comfort as a child, the toy literally wrapped around her neck. But it wasn't. Was it? The creature following them had two sets of sharp teeth in his wide smile and his eyes were too big. Tumbling down the sudden drop of rolling pins, Amber barely started to pick herself up when Jean was right behind her, yanking her up by the strap of her backpack and forcing her forward again. Amber didn't know if it was her screaming in terror or if it was Jean as they clumsily sprinted through the ducts.

Everything felt like it was moving at ultra speed, coming up to a dead end Amber couldn't even stop as Huggy charged at her from behind a covered vent before Jean was forcing her to the left to continue running. Tripping over her feet as her eyes blurred with unshed tears Amber found it hard to breath before she again came to a sudden stop as once again Huggy came charging up a slope of conveyor belt, this time with nothing blocking his path. She was terrified and if it weren't for Jean grabbing and forcing her to keep moving Amber was sure Huggy would have caught her.

It was becoming too hard to run straight as the tunnels came to dead ends and sudden twists and turns. But everytime Amber got to glimpse back behind her, she found Jean's pale terrified face erging her forward and a far too fast Huggy hot on their heels. Before Amber fell down into a lower set of conveyor belts. Hitting the leather belt hard Amber felt dazed as she felt Jean drop down beside her and wrap an arm around her stomach to continue running before they fell and tumbled down a steep roller pin slope. 

Hitting the bottom where the rest of the rolling pins were torn from the ground, Amber was the first to find her footing this time as she hastily grabbed Jean's wrist as she dashed down the next winding duct until they came to another set of rolling pins blocking their path. Panicking at the dead end Amber flinched as Jean slipped through the open ductway to their left dragging Amber behind him. Barely keeping track of the lefts and rights they took, Amber looked to her feet trying not to trip over them when two metal doors suddenly shut. 

Enclosing them on both sides. Screaming as Huggy came barreling down the only open path Amber and Jean then sprinted to the left as the door miraculously opened. Sprinting until they again fell down a slope of rolling pins Amber barely got her barring as Jean pulled her along until they came to a complete dead end. Frantically looking for a way out Amber turned just as Huggy came shooting out of the duct. But no sooner had he come out did Jean pull a large crate from the conveyor belt above them down, causing the conveyor belt they stood on to break.

Screaming as she fell forward and away from Jean, Amber fell flat on her stomach as she heard a sickening thunk as Huggy hit the railing to her left, and began to slip off it. Amber couldn't explain it, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion now. Laying flat on the catwalk and seeing into the dark bottomless abyss under the catwalk Amber lifted her head and watched as Huggy began slipping off the railing. If he fell, Huggy would be gone for good.

Maybe it was that sudden thought. That made her spring up into action. Or maybe it was the brief flashes of memory from her childhood that made her act on impulse. The phantom smell of blueberries, the tight reassuring hugs, the beaming smile on Jenma's face as she held up a handmade teal Huggy. Whatever it was, it caused Amber to lunge forward and grab hold of Huggys wrist just as he was about to fall completely off the railing. 

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Amber had wedged one of her legs in between the railing bars to keep from tipping off the catwalk with Huggy. And you wouldn't expect a fluffy looking mascot to be so damn heavy. Biting back a pained groan as she tightened her hold on Huggy's wrist Amber's breathing quickened when she couldn't even budge from her position. “Amber! What are you doing!? Let Go! ” Jean yelled, scrambling to his feet to sprint over to Amber's side to try and make the teen drop the monster.

“N-no! I…I can't!” Amber yelled back practically bent over the railing, the only thing keeping both her and Huggy from falling into the darkness was her leg jammed in the railing. Grabbing the back of Amber's backpack and pulling with all his strength Jean grunted as he bent over the railing to try and break Amber's hold on Huggy’s wrist. “You have too! If you don't you'll fall with that thing!” Jean shouted trying to force his fingers between Amber's fingers to force her hand open.

Gritting her teeth as she took a chance of letting go of Huggy's wrist with her left hand, Amber tried to shove Jean away before her hand shot right back to Huggys, this time under the right hand. It could work if she could just work her way into slowly lifting him an inch at a time, Huggy would be okay. “I can't let him fall!” Amber yelled desperately, tightly sliding her right hand over the left lifting Huggy up by a couple inches.

Not understanding the reasoning behind Amber's actions, Jean looked to Huggy who still wore the wide deranged smile. “Amber! This isn't the Huggy you know! This thing tried to kill us!” Jean yelled, trying once again to break Amber's white knuckled hold of Huggy’s wrist. Shaking her head wildly as tears began to fall, Amber started hiccuping as her vision blurred. “Yes he is! He's my Huggy, I can't let him go!” Amber screamed trying to get her trembling left hand over the right one to again slowly lift Huggy up while Jean tried to pull her hand away.

“Amber! You're going to fall!” Jean yelled seeing Amber slowly tipping over the railing more. Grabbing Amber's sleeve and trying to shake her hold, Jean let go of Amber's backpack to use both hands to force her left hand off of Huggy's arm. Fighting against Jean and trying to tighten her sweaty trembling hold on Huggy, Amber's breathing came out in quick gasps as she began to panic. She couldn't lift him up. Not with Jean's interference and not with her losing strength. Crying more as she started muttering apologies Amber tightly shut her eyes and again tried to tighten her weakening right hand.

It was quick. How fast Huggy changed, the wide horrifying mouth full of sharp teeth disappeared behind a familiar closed smile and his wide black eyed stare shrunk to his normal approachable gaze as Huggy looked up to the struggling girl with his miniature tightly hugging her neck, trying to save him. It made Jean pause in his struggle with Amber as he let out a small gasp of air at Huggy's odd sounding purr. Was he trying to comfort Amber? But no sooner had Jean had that thought did Huggy bring up his right hand to painfully rub the hooked velcro on his palm over Amber's hand.

It was an instinctive reaction to flinch away from the pain. And it took less than a second. That's all it took for Huggy to be gone. Falling into the dark abyss below as he hit a catwalk and a vent on his way down, leaving a splotch of dark red. Letting out an absolute wail of pure agony as she fell back Amber covered her face as she loudly wept at the loss. Falling back with Amber at the sudden loss of tension Jean stared through the catwalks at the blood stains left by Huggy.

Huggy had sacrificed himself in order to keep Amber safe. It absolutely baffled him. Slowly looking from the blood to Amber, Jean slowly shifted to hug and comfort her. Suddenly feeling enraged, Amber roughly shoved Jean away as she stood and backed away from him. “Why didn't you help me!?” Amber screamed, balling her fists in anger as Jean pushed himself up as well. “Amber, he was trying to kill us.”Jean said evenly as Amber shook her head like a child.

“No he wasn't!” She argued, making Jean begin to lose his patience. “Amber-” Jean started to speak, making Amber scream. “It was a security thing! You heard what Pierre said on the tape when we got here! Huggy was just…just supposed to catch and hold us until the police got here! They made Huggy scary to scare off intruders!” Amber screamed falling to her knees as she cried moving to hold her mini Huggy close as Jean sighed and deflated a bit at the heart breaking display before him.

Wiping his eyes and then pinching his nose as he took in a deep breath, Jean then walked over to Amber and knelt down in front of her. “I'm sorry Amber. I know how much Huggy Wuggy meant to you. I was just…scared. I was scared of getting hurt. And I was scared of losing you. I'm sorry.” Jean said gently pulling Amber into a tight hug as she broke down even more, this time tightly wrapping her arms around Jean and holding him back as she cried into his shoulder.

They stayed like that until Amber's sobs turned into small hiccups as she finally pulled away from Jean while wiping at her eyes. “Okay, I think it's time we left. This place isn't good for us, and I'm just digging up old graves by coming here.” Jean said, using the railing to stand before helping Amber up who looked up at him with glassy eyes. “But what about the answers you wanted?” She mumbled, making Jean shake his head. “They don't matter anymore. It's better left in the past. What matters to me right now is your safety, so let's find a way out and back home.”

Jean said with a small reassuring smile as he cupped Ambers cheeks to wipe away the last bits of her tears. Sniffling as she used her sleeve to wipe at her nose Amber mutely nodded as Jean turned to take the lead. Hugging herself as she looked down, Amber tightly gripped her shirt at the red stains left by Huggy. Quickly following after Jean, Amber blinked at the massive red flower painted on the wall.

The catwalk was long and winding. And each step they took echoed down into the cavern below. Keeping close to Jean's side Amber frowned at the blank tape laying in the middle of the walkway. “That's…random.” Amber murmured as Jean nodded and moved to walk past it but paused as Amber picked it up. “Amber? What are you doing? Let's go.” Jean said, motioning with his head to continue walking as Amber looked at the tape. Turning and looking around for the matching TV, Amber spotted it on the opposite catwalk to the one Jean stood on.

Jogging over to put in the tape, Amber ignored her name being called. 

“ Final log. In relation 1-0-0-6. The Prototype. Coordination and cooperation is evidently within his skill set, as well as the skill set of all other experiments of his type. Though still missing, today's events are no doubt in relation to him. His absence was a flaw in the scientific process, which should have under no circumstances been left unaccounted for. That's why I'm making this log. So that the same mistake won't be made twice. (Terrifying screams and pounding in the background) any future experiments will need to be contained and disposed of in a secure location. I'm not worried about myself. One breakthrough and I'll be back. We must forge onward in the name of science. Whether those who are beneath us understand it or not. End of-

Standing frozen to her spot Amber looked at the blank screen where the horrifying needle-like hand was pictured. She didn't know who was speaking or what was going on but the sound of people screaming and the rapid banging in the background before the sudden cut off put Amber on edge. Slowly looking over to Jean, Amber found him standing just like her. But his face was pale and his mouth was pressed into a deep line.

Frowning at him Amber looked back to the TV one last time before moving to sprint back to Jean, while a chilling prickly feeling crawled down her back. “Are you satisfied now?” Jean asked tightly, frowning at Amber who shrank back guiltily. “-m sorry.” She mumbled, making Jean shake his head as he pressed on. And the closer they got to the painted flower on the wall did the feeling of unease seep deeper into Amber's stomach at the bright child-like writing telling them to turn back while broken and disassembled toys hung around them.

Turning the knob and pushing the door open Jean and Amber found themselves in a decorative wallpaper filled hallway that led to stairs leading them deeper into the depths of the factory. Walking down the stairs Amber heard the sound of a music box playing in the distance. “Oh my god this is just like a horror movie.” Amber whispered, making Jean hold back a snort before he coughed into his fist. “Damn right it is. If I see a little girl with black hair in a white dress at all I’m firing this at her face.”

Jean whispered back lightly shaking the Grabpack, making Amber quietly giggle as they hit the bottom of the stairs to find a long hallway leading to a red room. Pausing at the sight Amber and Jean looked to each other before Amber moved to tightly grab the back of Jean's shirt as he adjusted his grip on the Grabpack before they pressed forward. Walking into a screened off room Amber got the feeling of a big doll house as she looked around before Jean slowly walked forward towards the sound of a music box and where the red light was coming from.

Keeping close to Jean while also leaning out from behind him as they got closer, Amber curiously looked on as the double glass doors were pushed open revealing a Poppy doll in a glass case in the middle of the room. It felt like they had walked into her bedroom, looking around curiously Amber turned to her left to curiously pick up a flower patterned baby blanket as Jean bent down slightly to get a closer look at the glass case.

“I didn't know Poppy's eye's could close while being stood up.” Jean murmured standing up to open the glass case. But just as he had swung the glass door open the red lights in the room flicker on and off for a second as the music box suddenly went quiet before the room was plunged into total darkness. Standing stalk still Amber's throat went dry as a semi familiar voice whispered in the darkness. “ You opened my case. ”

Jumping back into the wall out of fright at a loud crashing sound Amber gasped as something grabbed her arm as the lights slowly began to turn on. “Amber, are you okay?” Jean asked frantically looking around the dimly lit room as he held Amber's arm. Breathing a sigh of relief as her head thumped back against the wall, Amber dropped the baby blanket to brush Jean's hand off. “Yeah I'm fine. But why did you open the ca- where'd Poppy go?”

Amber asked, gesturing to the glass case before freezing at the empty doll case. Fully on edge as he frantically looked around Jean shook his head. “I-I dunno. I didn't think we were going to have a Chucky situation.” Jean snapped quickly taking Amber's hand as he led them out of Poppy's room and back down the hall back the way they came.

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The hallway they came down was completely blocked off by toy chests and furniture. Turning to the toppled over dresser Amber swallowed at the obvious trap laid out for them. “Do you think you can move that stuff?” Amber asked meekly as Jean stood on the middle step and tried to lift the highest toy crate with no luck. “No. I don't know how the fuck they did this but there's no going back the way we came.” 

Jean said as Amber brought a hand up to pet the Huggy around her neck. “So we gotta go through the blatant death trap?” Amber asked abrasively pointing at the lone door as Jean clenched his jaw and nodded. “There's no other way.” He said, making Amber groan as she covered her eyes. “I know, I know. I don't want to do it either but we have to.” Jean said stiffly walking past Amber to try the handle which opened easily.

It led into the familiar factory styled hallway with a cartoonish image of Huggy and Bron on the walls. Sucking in a quick calming breath before nodding to Jean, Amber walked at his side as they ventured down the hall until it split down into two pathways. The one on the left was blocked off by a dead handprint activated shutter gate while the other was open for exploration. But the most interesting thing was in the center of the two hallways. There on a brass plaque above the door read Elliot Ludwig . 

Blinking up at the sign Amber turned to Jean who was now looking to the ground and holding his chin, more than likely trying to map out where they were in the factory and how they had gotten there. Trying the door and finding it locked Amber pouted as she turned to Jean. “Do you by chance carry the key to the multi-millionaires office?” Amber asked, breaking Jean from his thoughts as he shook his head a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “No. What? Do you think all lowly on site physician's got to carry the key to the big man's office?” 

Jean asked, making Amber shrug as she walked away. “Well excuse me for thinking you were a bigger deal than you actually were.” Amber said jokingly, making the bearded man sharply turn to her. “I will have you know I was one of the leading Physicians here! I was privileged to a lot of things.” Jean defended himself, making Amber grin as she spun around to walk backwards. “Not privileged enough to enter Ludwig's office though -OH!” 

Amber had been saying before the flooring suddenly gave way behind her making her fall back. “Amber!” Jean screamed, sprinting forward to look down into the small four foot deep hole the floor left behind when it sank, and found Amber groaning as she turned onto her side. “That hurt like a bitch.” Amber moaned, back spasming from landing on the toys in her backpack. Releasing the trapped breath in his throat, Jean shook his head as he carefully got down to jump into the hole.

“I guess, this is a lesson to pay attention to where you're going in the future.” Jean said carefully lifting Amber up to gently feel at the back of her head before moving her shirt to make sure she hadn't scraped up her back. “I'm going to enjoy the next time you fall.” Amber grumbled as Jean helped her stand. “Sure, go ahead. But let's hope that beam can hold our weight.” He said pointing to a long thick plank laying on the side of the hole giving them the only way out.

“I'm lighter than you. I'll go up first in case your fat ass breaks the board.” Amber joked smirking at Jean who clutched at his shirt as if he were wearing pearls. “ Child , I am at most eighty pounds heavier than you. Watch your mouth.” Jean said, making Amber burst into giggles as she climbed up the beam. “Sure you are. But I do know for a fact you're thrice my age!” Amber yelled, getting a dramatic gasp from her guardian. “I'm thirty eight! That's not even close!” Jean yelled as Amber continued to snicker at the bearded man as he ran up the plank to try and smack her upside the head.

Dodging the hit Amber noticed a black and yellow bar on the ceiling. “Oh. Hey, do you think you can swing across?” Amber asked, pointing up to the bar, making Jean pause and look up and tilt his head. “If I can. That would be way too convenient.” Jean said, crossing his arms as Amber shrugged. “Well, you did say Lady Luck was on our side.” Amber said, making Jean huff a laugh as he aimed the grabpack. “She's being more of a picky bitch than an ally. But I'll be back.” Jean said jumping up to real the pack in slightly to get a better swing across.

Blinking as Jeans proficiency with using the grabpack as he made it to the other side Amber glanced to the ladder further down the hall. “Hey, bring the ladder over! I don't wanna be over here by myself!” Amber called, making Jean glance over and tilt his head with a raised eyebrow before turning back around and nodding with a “Will do, chicken!” Making the blond teen flip him off although he didn't see it. Huffing as she crossed her arms Amber walked back over to the plank to carefully climb back into the miniature sinkhole as Jean folded the ladder and walked back to her.

“Alright, here you go Princess.” Jean said maneuvering the ladder down into the hole before opening it back up for Amber's use. Huffing as she climbed up the ladder Amber made a show of playing into the pompous nickname by flipping her hair into Jean's face. “Why thank you peasant. Let's continue onwards.” Amber said in a posh sounding accent as Jean bent back to avoid a face full of hair before he just shook his head. Ruffling Amber's hair as he passed her, Jean once again took the lead as they ventured down the hall to a boarded up shutter door.

“Oh my god, who was here to lock every door and board this place up!?” Amber snapped angrily kicking the long planks covering the shutter door as Jean took a look around. “Wait there's a closet over here.” Jean said, moving to shove the barrels in his way to the side as Amber turned to the Huggy Wuggy cutout standing in the corner. Walking over quietly and lifting her hand up to the giant red button. Amber softly smiled at finally being tall enough to reach it. As a kid back then Amber was very small for her age and couldn't reach any cutouts button except for the ones in PlayCare, it often led to people massaging her and putting her with the younger toddlers.

Lightly pressing the button Amber heard a rather familiar and cartoonish laugh that could only belong to Huggy. Jumping as a barrel hit the floor Amber instantly turned to Jean who looked just as spooked as her. “It fell off the other one.” He said pointing to the downed barrel as Amber cracked up. “This place is going to give us a heart attack at some point.” Amber said, tapping her shoe against the barrel as Jean nodded in agreement and pushed past the last barrel to try the closet door. 

And surprisingly it was unlocked. Going on her tiptoes to glance inside the closet, Amber huffed at how empty it was as Jean looked around inside. “Wow, that was a total waste of time.” Amber said, dropping back down to turn to the Huggy cutout to press the button again when Jean whooped. “There's a key in here!” He yelled, making Amber turn back. “There's a what?” She asked as Jean came out of the closet waving a small key with a hand crafted poppy flower design on the end.

“Alright, that's cool. Where does it go too?” Amber asked, holding her hand out for Jean to pass the key over. Shrugging as he dropped the key into Amber's palm. “No idea. But we can hope Lady Luck wants to play nice and the door it goes to is close by.” Jean said, leading Amber back down the hall. Stuffing the key into her jean pocket Amber quickly followed behind Jean when a thought hit her.

“Hey Jean, do you think the Grabpack would hold the both of our weights?” She asked as they came to the small sink hole making Jean look back at her curiously. “Um, maybe? It was strong enough to pull that big ass crate down earlier.” He said curiously as Amber grinned. “Let's test it! If it works the next time we're in a bind it'll be a sinch to get out of.” She said taking a step closer to Jean while bouncing on her toes as he looked to the bar on the ceiling. 

“I don't know. What if the cable snaps or the bar comes loose?” Jean asked, making Amber shrug. “Well, we could always find another Grabpack somewhere if the cable snaps. And if the bar falls out of the ceiling at least we'll be over a relatively small drop.” She said getting a long flat look from Jean who shook his head but let go of one of the Grabpack arms to open himself up to a side hug. Pumping her fist in victory Amber happily jumped to wrap her arms around Jean's shoulders as he aimed the Grabpack up to the bar and fired.

“Alright, prepare for either a very short ride or a lot of disappointment.” Jean said hopping up to contract the cable, making them swing the short distance. Landing on their feet on the other side Amber let go of Jean and laughed as she bounced on her toes. “It worked! Nothing bad happened. The next time we find ourselves in trouble we know the Grabpack could hold both our weights!” Amber said, making Jean chuckle as he put a hand on her shoulder to keep her from actually jumping around. “Alright Miss Hyper, calm down. It was just a quick swing across.”

Jean said half smiling at Amber who beamed up at him. “But just think about it though! Knowing that it can support a lot of weight could be totally helpful in the long run.” Amber said, making Jean amusedly shake his head as he started walking away. “Whatever you say kiddo.” Was his reply as he moved to turn down the hall. Running to catch up, Amber blinked at Jean who suddenly paused while looking at Ludwig's office. “Hand over the key for a moment. I want to try our luck.”

Jean said, holding his hand out for the poppy key as he stepped closer to the red door. Skeptical of it working Amber dug the key outta her pocket to toss it over before crossing her arms as Jean jimmed the key into the old looking lock. And with a quick turn of his wrist and a resounding click of the latch coming undone Amber and Jean took a brief moment to look at one another in shock of how easily they just broke into the big man's office. “That. That was way to fricken easy.”

Amber said pointing to the door as Jean twisted the handle and pushed it open. Standing on the threshold for a moment Jean entered first and took a long slow spinning look around as Amber tentatively followed suit. It smelled of old polished leather and cologne. And the office was very posh with its mahogany desk and finishings, but the thing that caught Amber's eye were the kids drawing on the walls. She had been told that Elliot Ludwig loved children, and it was why he made the factory and the orphanage program.

But looking at all the drawings Amber smiled somberly at the drawings of Huggy and Kissy, while Jean went over to Elliots desk to snoop. Turning away from the crayon filled pages Amber tilted her head at Jean as he held up a VHS tape for her. “It's Elliot Ludwig's autobiography. You wanna give it a listen too?” Jean asked, picking up a piece of paper up and away from Amber before she could glance at it before she took the tape. "Sure, I've listened to all the others so far.  Might as well give this a go." 

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“Playtime Co. Is the product of a great man, by the name of Elliot Ludwig. Divorced, but a family man at heart, his sights were always set on bringing amazing toys to amazing children around the globe. Ludwig spent countless hours in the factory, working overtime relentlessly in an attempt to continuously innovate and surprise. In the 1960s, an unfortunate family death had pushed Ludwig down to his lowest. But with so much ambition, he rose back up and continued to fulfill his vision for the Playtime Co. toy factory. Ludwig could never be content leaving a project unfinished, but just how did one man come to create such an astounding empire? How did he manage to stay determined, even after suffering such a tragic loss? It all began in the faithful year of 19-”

When the TV cut out into a startling ominous burst of static Amber frowned as she turned to Jean who had the same look as her but had his hands stuffed into his pockets. “Why was his face blacked out?” Amber asked, suddenly realizing that she in fact didn't know what Elliot Ludwig had actually looked like, while Jean pulled his hands out of his pockets to shrug. “Uh, it beats me. But there was a bit of scandal after Ludwig's death. Maybe it could be the reason why they covered his face.”

Jean said, turning to look through the book shelf as Amber's mouth dropped open. “Wait? Scandal? What? What happened? What was the scandal?” Amber asked, running over and leaning on the desk in shock and horror as her mind jumped to horrible conclusions. Freezing as he was pulling out a book Jean pushed it back in and waved his hand. “Oh it wasn't anything too big. Just something to do with money I think. The company handled it in the end.”

Jean said, walking to the other end of the bookshelf as Amber sighed in relief and deflated a bit onto the desk. “Oh! Okay. Good to know. I…I kind of jumped to a bad conclusion.” Amber said sliding a toy blueprint over to give it a once over as Jean turned to her with a surprised raise of his eyebrows. Not wanting to ask where her mind had jumped to, Jean shook his head before looking at the semi open vent to the left of Amber at the back of the office.

“Hey, Amber, move over for a minute. I think this might lead somewhere.” Jean said grabbing Ambers shoulders to gently tug her out of the way before trying to pull the large vent crate off the wall, revealing a long large duct behind it. Taking a few steps back with her hands raised while shaking her head. “Nope. Nah-uh, I'm not going into another duct. Not after what we just went through not even thirty minutes ago.” Amber said as Jean nodded at her in understanding. “I know. But there might be a way to get the power going for that gate in the hallway back here. Just stay here for a minute and I'll be right back.”

Jean said climbing up onto the built in wall desk to climb into the duct. Feeling herself instantly go on edge as Jean left her field of vision Amber ducked her chin down into her mini Huggy as she started petting its fur. Feeling antsy after a few minutes as she stood around, Amber looked around the office once more for something to do or distract herself with before she ultimately walked over to one of the leather chairs to sit down. But no sooner had she picked up a plush pillow and sat down Amber heard Jean coming back up the duct.

Instantly standing to greet him with the pillow still clutched to her chest, Amber smiled at Jean as he came around the corner when a new semi familiar voice called out from behind her. “Hey! I'm up here!” Instantly spinning around and frisbee tossing the pillow to the open vent Amber and Poppy both screamed at each other. One having to duck back into the vent to avoid a massive leather pillow being thrown at her and the other falling back into the wall desk before diving behind Ludwigs desk. “Oh my god what the fuck!” 

Amber screamed, turning to Jean who was looking back and forth from Poppy to Amber. But before he could try to calm Amber down Poppy hesitantly peeked back out of the vent just as Amber sat up to look at the vent. “Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't know you had a companion! I didn't mean to scare her.” Poppy said as Amber again screamed and ducked back under the desk. “Holy shit we do have a Chucky situation!” Amber yelled, making Jean finally jump from the duct to comfort her.

“Amber. Amber it's okay she's not going to hurt us.” Jean started to say, gabbing Amber's shoulders to steady her as her mouth opened and closed for a second before she shouted. “Are you insane!? That thing is a living doll!” Making Jean grimace back before he popped up above the desk to lift a finger silently asking Poppy to give them a minute before he was back down face to face with Amber and spoke in a low comforting voice. 

“Remember the Poppy commercials? How Playtime advertised how advanced the Poppy doll was? That's the latest design. Its highly sophisticated. She's not going to hurt us, she's  safe .” Jean explained as Amber opened her mouth to say something but slowly shut it as she pushed past Jean to look up at Poppy who shyly peeked out of the vent with a small wave. “I really didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry.” Poppy said with a tentative smile as Amber shakely stood and walked over tightly wrapping an arm around herself.

“Uh, you're…you're fine. It's been a very eventful night. Sorry for throwing a pillow at you.” Amber said watching as Poppy knelt down to be just a bit closer to eye level. “You're completely forgiven! If I were you I'd be scared of me suddenly appearing too! And…is Huggy Wuggy your favorite toy?” Poppy asked with a small wave of her hand before pointing to the blue plush wrapped around Amber's neck. Blinking as she looked down to the toy with a small smile. “Oh, yeah. When I was adopted my mom made me a handmade Huggy actually, he's basically my comfort support. But I actually have Bron and Catbee in my backpack right now. If you want to see.” 

Amber said pointing to her backpack as Poppys wide eyes seemed to have squinted just the slightest before she quickly stood up claping her small porcelain hands together. “No, that's okay. But I did promise him, I'd help him out of the factory and by extension you too! So let's head on over to the Game Station and board that train! I'll follow you both through the vents.” Poppy said excitedly pointing to Jean, then to Amber, before finally pointing off in the direction the Game Station was in before turning to scamper down the vent a pleasant hum following shortly after.

Twitching at the mention of going to the Game Station Amber instantly thought of Mommy and the last time she saw her. Was Mommy still here? And if so, what kind of state was her animatronic in. And did they ever fix the bugs made her both scary to look at and agressive? Watching the interaction between Amber and Poppy, Jean caught the moment Amber became tense. “Is there something wrong Amber?” Jean asked, walking over from behind the desk to gently pat Ambers back over her backpack.

Quickly smiling as she turned to Jean and grabbed his hand. “Oh it's nothing! I just thought Poppy would be coming along by our sides is all. It's just a bit unsettling knowing there's a doll wandering the vents following us around.” Amber said, making Jean glance down to her Huggy and understand her unease with the idea as he smiled. “It'll only going to be for a bit. Then we'll be out of here in no time.” Jean said, taking his hand back to gently ruffle Amber's hair as they left the office. 

Pausing by the door long enough to snag the key Amber smiled as Jean glanced back at her. Lifting the key up with a cheeky gleem in her eye. “Its a souvenir.” Amber said simply as Jean stopped to look at her as he gestured to her backpack. “You already have three toys, why do you want the office key?” He asked as Amber turned to stuff the key back into her pocket. “It might be a master key. You know how really old houses have a key that unlocks all the doors. It might be a good idea to keep it.”

Amber said as Jean frowned. “I dont think we'll be that lucky. But hey if it makes you happy.” He said turning to fire both graple hands at the now fully active scanners as Amber noticed the massive sinkhole in the hallway. “Uh, Jean did you notice the big ass hole in the ground?” Amber asked as the gate opened giving them an uninterrupted view of the sinkhole making Jean swear.

Walking over to the sinkhole to get a peek at how deep it was Amber instantly backed away at the looming darkness. “Whoa boy, thats a lot deeper than the other one!” Amber said raising her hands as she bumped into Jean who nervously looked from the sinkhole, to the bar in the ceiling, then to the other side. “Amber, your going to have to hold on every tight as we go over.” Jean began saying as Amber rapidly shook her head. “N-no way! There's no way we can make it across! That's like thirty feet across; the other one was barely eight feet wide!”

Amber yelled getting Jean to tightly hold her arms as he turn her to fully face him. “Amber do you trust me?” Jean asked making Amber blink upat him. “W-what?” She asked making Jean lightly shake her. “Do. You. Trust. Me.” Jean asked again this time making Amber quickly bob her head up and down. “Okay. Your going to hold onto me as tightly as you can. And on the count of three, I'll make a running jump to ensure that we make it across. Do you understand me?”

Jean asked again getting Amber to nod at him, as he brought her close to start backing away from the massive sinkhole. Tightly hugging Jean and shutting her eyes as her guardian wrapped a secure arm around her,  Amber nearly screamed as Jean sprinted forward forgetting to count down as he lept from the leadge and shot the blue grapple hand. Tensting as hard as humanly possible as she felt her weight drop with the momentum of the swing Amber gasped as Jean made it to the other side.

The only problem being their momentum sent them tumbling to the floor and rolling slightly. Grunting and groaning in pain as her hard plastic toys once again dug into her back as she flipped to lay on her stomach, Amber squeezed an eye open to look at Jean who slowly sat up rubbing where his head hit the floor. “You said on the count of three, jerk.” Amber whined, forcing herself to sit up as Jean looked over. “It would have been scarier if I had gone on three. At least we made it across mostly unharmed.”

Jean said, picking himself up off the floor before walking over to help Amber up as she side eyed him. “We're not at an amusement park. There was no need to dupe me, I'm a big girl.” She grumbled taking her backpack off to look at her claimed toys, making sure that she hadn't just broken them. Smiling as it seemed they were unharmed and not leaking the blood packets, Amber zipped her backpack closed and swung it onto her back before noticing Jeans tightly balled fists.

“Um, you okay?” Amber asked turning to look up at Jean before he suddenly ruffled her hair. “Yeah, just coming to the realization that you're not the kid who walked out of here ten years ago.” Swatting at Jean's hand Amber blinked as he quickly turned to walk down the hall making her quickly get up and follow behind him.

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Trying the two doors in the hallway and finding them locked Amber was thinking of trying Ludwig's key on them as Jean entered the room at the end of the hall. “Looks like Poppy came out of the vent.” He noted making Amber turn and frown as she squinted, still a little uneasy about how animated Poppy was and that she could literally be anywhere. Jogging over and turning to the open vent crate before glancing around for the red headed doll. “Okay, where is she then?”

Amber asked as Jean tried the door and found it unlocked. Looking in, Amber had to bite her tongue at the sight of Poppy facing a giant hole in the center of the room. Grabbing onto Jean's shirt as they walked into the room Amber pressed her lips into a thin line as Poppy turned to them, her chipper sounding voice dropping to a more ominous tone. “Listen, I'm going to need you to trust me-” Poppy had begun to say when a flash of pink grabbed her from behind and snached her back into the hole.

Screaming alongside Poppy as they jumped back, Amber tripped over her leg and fell back onto the floor staring at where Poppy had just been. “What the hell just happened!?” Amber yelled as Jean protectively stood in front of her looking around for anything that could snatch them next. “I…I don't know, something just took Poppy.” Jean said slowly inching closer to the hole to look into. “Jean. You're, you're not planning to jump down there are you?” Amber asked shakely looking up at Jean who turned to her with a grimace.

“We have to. The Game Station gate is closed.” Jean said as Amber quickly scrambled up to stand. “But, but we don't know what's down there! What if it's a straight drop down to death?” She asked, shaking as she looked from the hole to Jean then back before backing away. “It's a chance we have to take if we want to get out of here.” Jean said, making Amber shake her head before Jean sighed and ran a hand through his hair looking off to the side before tightly shutting his eyes and facing the hole. 

She was too far away to stop him. Jean had turned and instantly jumped, freezing as he disappeared Amber screamed Jean's name before covering her mouth, having flashes of Huggy falling into the abyss playing through her mind before she ran to drop down near the hole. “JEAN! Jean, can you hear me!?” Amber screamed, feeling her eyes begin to water as her body went from shaking to trembling. But then she heard Jean faintly calling back to her, it was inaudible but he was alive. The hole was very deep, but it sounded like Jean made it unscathed.

Slowly standing and moving her backpack off of her back and onto her front to tightly squeeze for reassurance Amber sucked in a deep breath before taking the leap down into the darkness. Screaming as she fell Amber tightly shut her eyes and tried to stay as straight as possible until her feet and butt hit hard plastic. Feeling herself begin to slide Amber opened her eyes as she laid back watching glowing blue rings pass by before she shot out of the side and hit the floor at the very bottom.

“Amber! Are you okay? You came down pretty fast.” Jean asked, running over to Amber's side to check on her. Face heating up in anger as she quickly sat up, Amber grabbed her backpack by the top strap and swung it at Jean hitting him in the shoulder and head. “How could you do that to me! What if you had gotten hurt?! Or died?! You're the worst!” Amber yelled as tears began rolling down her cheeks as she continued to swing her backpack at Jean who tried to catch it.

“Amber enough! There was no other way!” Jean yelled finally getting ahold of Amber's backpack to yank it out of her grasp which only led to her hitting him. “That's not enough! I can't lose anyone else! Not any more, I can't handle it!” Amber screamed angrily glaring up at Jean through her tears, making the older man sigh as he let Amber get it all out until she was done.

Hitting him until she couldn't anymore, Amber tried to wipe at her eyes as Jean slowly hugged her close until she calmed down. “I'm sorry.” Was all he said as Amber clung to him and hiccuped. “You're stupid.” She muttered again wiping at her eyes as she backed up letting Jean pick up her backpack. “I know.” He said, slipping Amber's backpack onto her shoulders before lightly petting her hair. 

Moving Jean's hand away from her head Amber turned to walk toward the Power room seeing as the Game Station door was shut and the only way to go was there. Sighing deeply as he wiped his eyes and pinched his nose with a hand on his hip, Jean soon followed after Amber. Standing off to the side and taking her Huggy Wuggy from her neck Amber gently rubbed her thumb over his red Smile as Jean paused for a moment to watch her before moving to figure out the power puzzle. 

Continuing to look over her Huggy after sitting down Amber then glanced at Jean after a few minutes as he began to grow frustrated with the weird metal grate continuously shooting up the break his grapple hand's connection. “How is this at all effective?! If the wire hits the conductor on the right a grate breaks the connection! If I go for the cunductor on the left first a grate blocks the power port, what the literal fuck!?” Jean yelled, letting go of the Grabpack handles to ring his hands through his hair.

Looking over and tilting her head, Amber reattached her Huggy around her neck to walk over to get a closer look at this weird power puzzle. “Maybe you have to use the pipe.” Amber said pointing to the blue pipe going from the ceiling to the floor making Jean turn to her curiously. “Why the fuck would they design it like that?” Jean asked, making Amber shrug. “I don't know! Maybe Ludwig wanted to make the job fun for his employees. I know work fucking sucks! I'd be down for games in the workplace.”

Amber said, making Jean groan as he shooed her back away from the live electricity. “Fine. I'll give it a try.” He said walking to the end of the ramp on the left side to shoot the grapple hand at the power module from behind the pipe as Amber backed away. Watching Jean finally get through the puzzle by having to maneuver between the two platforms to get to the right angles with the help of the blue pipe Amber lifted a hand and cheered monotonously. “Yay, you did it. And I was right about using the pipe.”

Making Jean give her a deadpan look as he cracked a smile and shook his head. “Still not effective though, if the entirety of the factory lost power. Everyone would've been shit outta luck.” Jean said, making Amber snort as she turned to leave and watch the shutter door open. Humming at the dark corridor lit only with the red handprint at the end of it Amber turned to Jean.

“Will you be the ghost bait again?” She asked turning to Jean who stopped to look at her with raised eyebrows. “Wow, what happened to not wanting to lose me?” Jean asked, making Amber poke at the Grabpack. “You're the one wearing the only key to get into the Game Station.” Amber said as Jean huffed and took the lead. “Alright fine, but the next time we're going through a haunted house or corn maze I'm having you take charge.”

Jean said, walking forward with Amber right on his heels. “Nope, not gonna happen.” Amber said with a chuckle as Jean aimed the red grapple hand up at the handprint. But just before the grapple hand connected a long spindly arm shot out of the darkness and caught it with a laugh. “A new playmate!” Gasping at the familiar voice, Amber moved to hide behind Jean as she looked to the tall dark ceiling watching as something, someone began slowly climbing down as Jean's Grabpack hand broke from the cord making Jean nearly lose his balance.

“It’s been so long. Isn’t this exciting, Poppy?” Mommy asked oh so cheerfully, turning to Poppy who had her mouth covered in spider-like webbing. "Very exciting, Mommy!" Mommy chirped trying to mimic Poppy's voice as she turned to Jean with the smile from Amber's nightmares. “Mommy heard that Miss Poppy was going to just give you the train code to escape. Now how is that fun?”

Mommy asked, slowly spinning around as she glared at Jean, keeping Poppy just out of reach above him. It was Mommy, but not the Mommy Amber knew and remembered. She was almost deranged, just like the day Amber had gotten sick and forced her to play. “Instead, why don’t we make a game out of it? The Game Station is still working. It'll be just like old times.” Mommy said, twisting her head madly at Jean when Amber slowly peeked out from behind him to look at Mommy wondering how just how changed she was. 

And that's when Mommy saw her. A child that left so many years ago, now back within her reach. And it was instantaneous how fast Mommy's hand had shot out to grab Amber by the face and yank her off the ground and up to be at eye level. Completely caught off guard as she tightly grabbed onto Mommy's wrist, Amber rapidly blinked and kicked her legs at Mommy who brought her close enough to look at.

“ Amber? Is that you? You came back! You came back to Mommy!” Mommy almost squealed backing away sharply before getting back in Amber's space when Jean shouted angrily. “Put her down! Leave her alone, Amber has nothing to do with this!” The anger in Jean's voice nearly scared Amber, it was far and few in between when Jean would use that tone of voice. Amber once joked that Jean could make it as a drill sergeant if he wanted to, but it was still scary.

And the small twitch from Amber had Mommy turning to Jean instantly. “Why do you have her?! What have you done to her?!” Mommy scheered tightening her hold on Amber's face and on Poppy getting two pained whimpers from both of them. And upon hearing Amber whimper Mommy instantly turned to her and tossed her up. Letting go of Amber's face to wrap her long slender arm around her stomach instead. “Oh, Mommy's sorry! She didn't mean to hurt you.” 

Mommy cooed lovingly rubbing her cheek to Ambers before turning back to Jean who tried to shoot the blue grapple hand at her face. “I said put her down!” Jean yelled, getting Mommy to squint at him before getting right in his face. “Mommy's changed her mind about the games! If you give Amber to me I'll give you the train code so you can leave .” Mommy said as Amber looked at Jean with wide eyes.

Swing his arm in anger. “Not going to happen! I'm leaving with her whether or not we're on the train.” Jean said, making Mommy reel back and growl. “Fine! If you win all three games I'll give you the train codes and if Amber chooses she can leave with you.” Mommy said, making Amber turn to her. “What do you mean if I choose to?” She asked, making Mommy turn to her with a wide smile. “Mommy wonders just how much you know?” 

Mommy began to say looking at Jean who looked very on edge making her already wide smile stretch just a bit more. “Head to Musical Memory and Mommy will get things started. Obey my rules, or face the consequences .” Mommy said sinisterly climbing back up towards the ceiling where a massive hole led to the catwalks above the Game Station.

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Amber's only ever been up on the catwalks once , and it was by accident when she was three. It was the very first time she ever got to leave PlayCare and visit the Game Station. It was very overwhelming for her three year old brain to handle. Just like right now at sixteen and in the clutches of Mommy Long Legs. Trying to break free from Mommy's hold on her waist Amber turned to the pink spindly toy. “Put me down and let Poppy go!” Amber yelled, trying to wiggle her body out of the double wrapped rubber arm holding her. 

Twitching at the rude tone Amber used, Mommy turned to the teen and got very close to her face. “Naughty Amber! That's no way to talk to Mommy. And as for Miss Poppy, she is just as naughty! Trying to let you leave .” Mommy hissed, squinting at Amber before whirling on Poppy, an angry smile on her face as she tightened her grip on the porcelain doll making Poppy wince and grunt in pain. Instantly worrying about Poppy's glass body breaking under Mommy's grip. “I'm sorry, Mommy! Please don't hurt her. Poppy only wanted to help us!” Amber instantly said, grabbing onto Mommy's shoulder to get her attention.

Snapping her gaze to Amber with a pleased smile stretching her face as they reached the observation room. Mommy gently put Amber down in the center of the small room and gently patted her hair. “Thank you for apologizing! My sweet Amber, it's been so long since I got to see any of my little ones!” Mommy cooed trying to cuddle close to Amber before hearing Poppy’s muffled voice. Sending an angry glare to the doll, Mommy then turned to the shuttered window in the back of the room and opened her mouth.

Amber was standing in fascinated disgust, Mommy could produce spider webs. Through her mouth. Standing with a look of disgust and shock on her face as she watched Mommy vomit silky silvery spider web onto the wall Amber grimaced when Mommy then stuck Poppy to it with a couple pieces of paper. Biting her tongue as Mommy wiped her mouth Amber took a step back when Mommy turned to her next. “Now I can't have you wandering off! I remember how you used to love hide and seek. The staff had to often go running off to find you! Now hold still and Mommy will get you wrapped up nice and cozy!”

Mommy said way too sweetly for what she was planning to do as she opened her mouth, revealing that she too had sharp teeth hidden deep within her mouth. Instantly shaking her head and waving her hands. “N-no wait! Mommy, I want to watch Jean play the games!” Amber quickly said, shoving her hands up to cover Mommy's mouth while Mommy squinted and tilted her head, skepticism showing plainly in her eyes. Backing off just as quickly as she reacted as she put her hands behind her back. “It's like you said! It's been a long time since I've been here, I barely remember what the games are like! And it'll be my first time watching and not playing the games!”

Amber said, a nervous smile shakily crossing her face as Mommy hummed debating Amber's words but before Mommy could say anything Stella Greyber's voice rang out from the speakers around them. Making everyone look up to the ceiling.

“ Hi kids! Welcome to the Game Station! I'm Stella and we've got three super, duper fun games to play! These little tests show us just how crazy strong and smart you are! Follow Mommy Long Legs down the stairs and we'll start by playing Musical Memory! See you in a bit! ”

Jean finally made it inside the Game Station and got things rolling. “Mommy will let you come watch the games if, and only IF , you stay by Mommy's side and don't go running off.” Mommy said getting right into Amber's space as Amber quickly nodded. “P-promise! I promise!” Amber said, lifting her hand up to do a pinky swear, something she remembered Mommy loved to do with the other kids from back then. Seeing the absolute delight cross Mommy's face at seeing Amber's extended pinky, Amber tried to ignore Poppy's muffled sounds of indignation.

“Oh! A pinky promise! You're just as cute as when you were little! Now let's go see Bunzo!” Mommy chirped happily linking her pinky with Amber's before scooping the blond up and onto her back to quickly scitter out of the observation deck and through a tunnel in the ceiling that would take them to the observation rooms above Musical Memory.

It was pitch dark. Being put back down on her feet Amber instantly brought her hands up to try and feel around in the darkness trying not to trip over anything making Mommy giggle. “Oh, my sweet. I forgot you can't very well see in the dark! Here let Mommy bring you over to the window.” Mommy cooed, grabbing Amber by the wrist to pull her over next to the observation window, where a single spotlight shined on the platform below. “Wait, where's Jean? Shouldn't he have been here already?” Amber asked worriedly looking around for her guardian as Mommy tsked in slight annoyance. 

“He must be taking the long way around.” Mommy mused, beginning to pace from side to side while sticking to the wall just like a spider. Blinking in confusion as she remembered the hall being a straight shot from the Game Station, Amber moved to lightly pet her Huggy, catching Mommy's attention as she tilted her head. “Where's Mr. Snuggles? Mommy remembers how much you adored him when you were little.” Mommy asked crawling above Amber on the window to look down at her getting a good look at just how much Amber had changed over the years.

Freezing as she looked away from Mommy as she pulled her hand away from her tiny Huggy. “I…don't have him anymore.” Amber mumbled, making Mommy shake her head and pull back to look at Amber in disbelieving shock. “ What? But you never let Snuggles out of your sight let alone grasp! Mommy had to bribe you into letting me hold him long enough for you to play any of the games!” Mommy yelled, stretching forward to be in Amber's space making the teen step back and throw her hands up in exasperation.

“I know! Snuggles was the first gift I got from Jenma! He was handmade by her for adoption day. But when Jean took me in after Jenma disappeared. I was super sick with the flu at the time, and he blamed Snuggles for me being sick! The asshole threw him away! So instead of washing my beloved stuffy, Jean treated him like a used napkin and tossed him out!” Amber yelled irritably, throwing her hands up in the air, before flipping her hands down, and swinging them to the side during her explanation as Mommy starred with her mouth dropped.

“ He what!? ” Mommy screamed dropping to the floor to drag Amber closer to be eye to eye with her. Seeing the absolute outrage on Mommy's face Amber sent a silent apology to Jean for indirectly making Mommy Long Legs mad at him for throwing away her beloved childhood toy. But before Amber could try to vouch for Jean, the man finally showed up with a new green right hand on his Grabpack, making the three massive TV's on the walls flip on shining bright white before turning purple with the Playtimes logo.

“ Welcome to Musical Memory! This advanced memory and cognitive recognition test is designed to stimulate several segments of the brain, allowing us to see how quickly and effectively your brain works. A sequence of colors will be shown, and you must recreate the exact sequence using the buttons around you. Bunzo will slowly lower towards you. When you complete a color pattern correctly, Bonzo will rise back up. When you input a pattern incorrectly, Bunzo will lower towards you faster. If Bunzo reaches you, your test is over. The test will become more difficult as it continues with longer patterns, and quicker succession. That's all. Good luck. ”

The instructional video went exactly as she remembered with the scary x-ray looking frame of the human brain, down to the image of Bunzo descending during the game. Smiling a bit at the fond memories she had of this game, Amber's smile soon dropped when Mommy spoke. Her tone sounding sweet and cheerful yet sadistic at the same time. “Oh, isn't it amazing? Mommy hasn't seen this place up and running in years! Mommy can only imagine how excited Bunzo must be. It's been such a long time since he's been able to play. To cheer. To eat . Oh! That's the dinner bell! Good luck.”

Looking at Mommy in confusion at the last bit as Buzno clapped his syllables above Jean's head, Amber glanced at Bunzo before he was reeled back up to the starting point. “What do you mean dinner bell?” Amber asked suddenly weary for Jeans safty, making Mommy turn to her with a chilling giggle. “There's so much you don't know! So much he's kept from you. After all this time.” Mommy said yet again sounding all too sweet while once again getting in Amber's space as she frowned at the giant pink toy. 

“What do you mean by that?” Amber asked, making Mommy hum with a long knowing smile as she pulled back from Amber's space and reached towards her neck. Standing absolutely still Amber gasped a little as Mommy took her Huggy Wuggy from her neck. Lifting a hand to take her toy back Amber froze as Mommy growled at the toy before dropping the Huggy. “Show her that you're alive or I'll rip you to pieces .” 

Confused beyond belief Amber watched her tiny Huggy drop to the floor and lay there. Standing for a few seconds as nothing happened, Amber made a move to pick him back up when her toy Huggy twitched and sat up by itself. Screaming as she fell back, Amber crawled back a few passes as she stared at the little Huggy who took a step back towards Mommy, its hands held close to his chest as he frowned up at Amber. “Wh-what? How? Since, since when?” Amber mumbled looking from Mommy to Huggy then back while Mommy's smile dropped as she tilted her head towards the tiny Huggy before looking to Jean who missed a color at Amber's scream.

“He's been alive this whole time, Amber. Haven't you wondered why his hugs felt so real?” Mommy asked, dropping the cheerful sweet tone as she stooped down to be at the toy Huggy's level, making the toy flinch away from her as Amber stared with wide eyes. “H-how?” She finally asked before tensing as she remembered the toys in her backpack. Instantly sitting up and ripping her backpack off her back Amber dumped Bron and Catbee out.

“Do they move too?! Are you two alive?!” Amber asked scooting further back as Mommy straightened and tapped her foot making Bron roll up onto his stomach with his head bowing the same look on his face as Huggy. Panicking a bit more at Brons reveal Amber turned to the motionless Catbee toy and carefully nudged it with the tip of her shoe making tiny Huggy shake his head and cross his arms in an X. “Oh? Did you not pick this one up somewhere in the factory?” Mommy asked, turning from tiny Huggy to Amber who frightenedly looked up at her before furrowing her brow.

“No, she was made at Make•A•Friend?” Amber said hesitantly, making Mommy nod as she picked up the Catbee toy to dully inspect it. “I see. Then this is just a hunk of painted plastic while we were made.” Mommy said, dropping the toy on the ground as Amber tried to understand what she meant. “What? What do you mean?” Amber asked, making Mommy give her a long look before striking the window with the side of her fist making it crack as tiny Huggy and Bron scrambled away from her and behind Amber who flinched back from Mommy. 

Staring in mute horror at Mommy, Amber instantly looked at Mommy's bleeding hand as something clicked. There were no fake blood packets in the toys, all the broken toys she saw were covered in blood . They were all dead. Feeling herself tremble as she slowly sat up to look at the cowering toys behind her then to Mommy. “You're all alive?” Amber asked shakily just as something happened below making the game short circuit and cut out.

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Jean had hit the emergency stop button making the electrical portion of Musical Memory short circuit causing the game to break down, leaving him shaken and panting before instantly turning to the observation room above where he saw Amber sitting on the ground facing Mommy who looked down at him with plain loathing. “Oh. It broke. That's no fun...For doing such a splendid job, Mommy has decided to give you part of the code for the train. Look up. Take it .”

Mommy said in a cold tone stretching her arm up through a missing ceiling panel while Amber slowly stood still shaken from the revelation she just went through. Turning to Jean and wondering if he knew , Amber hugged herself as she watched him take the ripped piece of paper Mommy offered him. “Don't worry Amber, I'll get us out of here!” Jean called up making Mommy scowl as she tensed, like a predator ready to pounce.

“Mommy was hoping this game could last a little longer. It's ok though. Mommy knows other ways to play with you.” Mommy said, wrapping an arm around Amber who jumped and scrambled to pick up her tiny Huggy and Bron, not wanting to leave them behind as Mommy left the room through the tunnel in the back of the room. Tightly holding onto the two living toys and feeling them wrap their arms or tail around her arms Amber turned to Mommy as she lightly dropped them back onto the catwalk.

“Stay here for a moment. Mommy has to go handle something.” Mommy said disappearing back into the tunnel, and as soon as they couldn't see Mommy anymore both Huggy and Bron jerked and wriggled out of Amber's grasp and started running in the opposite direction towards a large round hole in the wall. “Hey wait! Where are you going!?” Amber yelled chasing after them leaving Poppy flabbergasted against the wall. 

Panicking a bit as the toys disappeared down the slide Amber quickly followed after them and found the two frantically banging on the door before turning to her and motioning for her to open it. Not understanding what they wanted Amber quickly opened the door for them and followed as they dropped down from the walkway and onto the train tracks and down once more into the Game Station play area.

And that's when Amber heard it, a loud screeching scream and clash of symbols. Instantly knowing that Bunzo was in trouble and that Mommy was very upset at the same time. Amber was off like a light following the two toys down into the Game Station before ultimately sprinting past them towards Musical Memory. “Mommy dont hurt him! Please!” Amber screamed, skipping steps down the stairs before running like a track star down the hall and jumping to dive through the half opened shutters. Hitting the ground with a painful smack and roll Amber barely paid any mind to her now bleeding nose as she sprinted down the hall where she saw Mommy attacking Bunzo on the circular platform after snapping the cable on his back.

“Mommy stop! Don't hurt him because the game broke! It's not his fault!” Amber screamed coming to a quick stop when she realized the bridge between the platform and door had collapsed. Instantly turning to Amber with pure rage on her face. “I told you to stay put!” Mommy howled angrily, stretching the distance from the platform to the door to roughly grab Amber by the arm to shake her as Amber dropped to the floor in fear. “Why are you down here?! Why didn't you listen to me!?”

Mommy shouted before suddenly freezing seeing that Amber had begun to sob out of fear and was using her free arm to cover her face where Mommy saw that her nose was bleeding. “I'm sorry! I had to come down! But please don't be mad at Bunzo, it's not his fault the game broke.” Amber said tearfully looking up at Mommy who instantly lost all anger and tried comforting her. Wrapping her arms repeatedly around Amber like Huggy Wuggy would do Mommy gently rubbed her cheek against Amber's head with quiet whispers of apologies.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. Please calm down. I promise I won't hurt you anymore.” Mommy cooed tilting her head to see that Amber was still crying and her nose was still gushing blood. Not having anything on hand to stop it, Mommy had to unwrap her arms from around Amber to lift the end of Amber's shirt up to hold it over her nose. “Im sorry its the only way to stop the bleeding. Oh, shh, shh I know it hurts.” Mommy said then soothed as Amber hiccuped at the pain. Looking at Bunzo who was trying to shakely pick himself up from the floor.

Mommy instantly flung a hand out to grab the giant rabbit by the front of his overalls to yank him across the six foot distance between the platform and hallway. Hearing Bunzo's startled cry Amber looked up to see the giant bloodied and ripped bunny trip over the ledge of the door and flop on the floor. “Bunzo!” Amber called trying to push away from Mommy to get to the rabbit as he fearfully looked at Mommy. “Mommy has promised not to hurt you, now you're going to stay by my sweet Amber's side and comfort her. Do you understand?”

Mommy growled, making the bloody yellow and green rabbit nod rapidly. Feeling herself being picked up Amber squeaked as she was then dropped into Bunzos arms. Turning to Mommy to say something Amber bit her tongue as Mommy forcefully opened the shutter door by stepping on the bottom one and shoving the top one up, proving just how strong Mommy was while scaring tiny Huggy and Bron back up the stairs. Staying as still as possible as Bunzo followed Mommy back up to the Game Station, Amber looked at Bunzo's hands feeling sticky warm blood soaking her shirt and jeans.

Making Amber realize that his symbols had been part of his hands. “You can stay down here to play in the playground, but don't you dare try to intervene with the games.” Mommy said walking out of the Musical Memory entryway before turning to squint and get in Amber's space making the teen quickly nod as Bunzo flinched and held Amber tighter to his body. Humming as she backed off Mommy then turned to stretch back up to the catwalks to go through another hole in the ceiling leading to Whack•A•Wuggy.

Once Mommy was out of sight, Amber pushed out of Bunzo's grasp to look him over. “Bunzo, are you okay?” Amber asked carefully, grabbing Bunzo's wrists to look at the bloody holes in the palms of his hands, making her gasp at the sight of bone and metal. Shaking her head as she turned around Amber dragged the clumbersom rabbit to a bench to make him sit down. He had a few rips and tears all over and some rips had stuffing coming out while others bled.

Looking around for something to stop the  bleeding on Bunzo's hands with, Amber then looked down at her bloody shirt. Quickly taking it off and leaving herself in her tank top Amber then grunted as she ripped her shirt into long stripps when she noticed tiny Huggy and Bron watching her from the very end of the bench. Offering a small smile at them Amber then turned her attention back to Benzo. “This might hurt a little but it'll stop the bleeding at least.” Amber said beginning to wrap Bunzo's hands when her name was suddenly called.

“Amber! You're he- why the fuck are you with that thing?!” Jean yelled happily before jumping back in shock after coming up from Musical Memory to find Amber in the Game Station and within his reach but then noticed the killer rabbit sitting in front of her. Spinning around as if she had her hand in the cookie jar Amber stepped in front of Bunzo like she could hide him. “He got hurt! I couldn't just leave him, and Mommy told him to stay with me if I stayed down here.” Amber explained hearing a growl from Bunzo before glancing at Bron and mini Huggy who moved to stand by her.

Looking from Amber, to Bunzo, then to the two animated toys standing by her feet. Jean took a deep breath in, before he motioned for Amber to come closer as he walked over to the console that would activate the next game. Moving to follow Jean, Amber grunted as Bunzo quickly grabbed her wrist with a shake of his head. Smiling as she pulled her wrist free. “Don't worry, I'll be fine. Jean's a good guy.” Amber said lightly petting Bunzo's head before scooping up tiny Huggy and Bron to sit them next to the giant rabbit before quickly running over to Jean.

Pulling the lever for Whack•A•Wuggy to stop the constant beeping. Jean turned to Amber and paused at two things. One, Amber had a very bad bloody nose that stained her face. And two, she was down a shirt. Shaking his head to get back on track as the audio of Stella played overhead. “ Whoa! You did fantastic! Who gave you permission to be this smart? *giggles* Mommy is super proud of you! But I'm sure she's already told you that herself. Our next game is Wack•A•Wuggy! Head downstairs and have fun! ”

Jean took a breath as he leaned on the console. “What has Mommy told you?” Jean asked in a low voice making the blond instantly look to the floor before glancing to Bunzo and the others. “There were no fake blood packets in the toys this whole time. They're alive . I think it's something similar to Toy Story? But the way Mommy’s acting, and the few tapes we've seen so far…It's not. Is it?” Amber asked, looking at Jean who looked both sad and remorseful. “Yeah, they're alive. And no it's not like Toy Story.” Jean agreed watching the lights on the Whack•A•Wuggy sign flip on and the large sliding door open. 

Tightly holding onto the Grabpack handles as he mentally prepared himself. “Stay up here. I don't know if you actually watched the last game, but Mommy has somehow altered the games. They're a lot more dangerous than when you were a kid.” Jean said looking at Amber who worriedly looked at him. “What? There's. There's no way Mommy would do that.” Amber said trying to defend Mommy as she followed Jean towards Whack•A•Wuggy. Shaking his head as he looked over his shoulder.

“Amber, think about what's happened up until now. Nothing is the same from your childhood. Stay up here, where it's safe. I'll be back in a few minutes.” Jean said, quickly stepping down the stairs leaving Amber to stare after him before she quietly followed. Keeping several feet behind Jean, Amber froze when he whirled on her. “Amber, just for once listen to me and stay put! I don't want your childhood memories ruined more than they already have. Go back up stairs.”

Jean snapped, making Amber flinch at his tone and wrap an arm around herself. “But-” She started making Jean cut her off with a wave of his arm. “No if's, and's, or but's. Go. ” Jean said sternly pointing to the stairs, making Amber bite her lip and look down. She was worried. Worried beyond belief, if what Jean was implying was true. He could very well die during any of the games. And she didn't want that, she didn't want to lose him like Jenma or Huggy. But the look on Jean's face left no room for argument.

Feeling herself begin to shake and her eyes warm with tears Amber quickly turned to wordlessly sprint back up the stairs. Leaving Jean to shakely sigh and wipe at his eyes, he knew Amber had abandonment issues and this was hurting her. But seeing her childhood memories be ruined and ripped apart would hurt her more. This was the lesser of two evils. Turning back to continue down the hall Jean paused by a closed door. Trying the knob and finding it unlocked Jean blinked at the multitude of Grabpacks behind a tall fence. “Oh so this is where they're stored.” Jean muttered half debating if he should get one for Amber, before again shaking his head and turned to enter a sand filled room with tunnels all over the walls.

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Bunzo, Huggy, and Bron were utterly confused and baffled. One moment they had been quietly communicating in chirps, purrs, and small growls to one another about everything that had happened before talking about Mommy, Amber, and Jean. When in the next second Amber had come sprinting up and out of Whack•A•Wuggy crying. Sitting in startled confusion as the blond teen ran passed them and towards one of the play structures near the back of the room, the three toys slowly looked at one another in bewilderment before moving to follow after the girl concerned for her and themselves if Mommy found out Amber was upset.

She had gone to her hiding place, the small alcove under one of the jungle gyms she claimed as a child, albeit smaller than she remembered. But being tucked away in that small corner gave her a sense of reminiscent confort. Hugging her legs as close to her chest as possible, Amber buried her face in her knees as she hiccuped and tried to stop herself from crying again. She's cried so much tonight, more than she had in the last ten years actually. But it was so hard. 

Because she would think of the reason why they had come here in the first place. To find Jenma, and everyone else who went missing. But then Amber would think of Huggy now knowing that he wasn't just a toy or animatronic. He was alive. And he fell because she couldn't lift him. That only caused Amber to break down more, falling into a spiral of what ifs and what could'ves. Amber had started to disconnect from the present moment when she suddenly felt a soft small paw petting her arm while something hard rubbed up against her leg.

Breathing in short hiccup's Amber looked to her left and saw her small Huggy looking up at her with a frown while Bron had laid on her feet and rubbed his head against her shin. Sniffing wetly and rubbing an eye, Amber looked to the entrance of the small hiding place to see Bunzo kneeling down and worriedly looking in, he was way too big to attempt to squeeze in. And that only added a new layer to Amber's swirling mind. How are they living? Why do they have blood and bone if they're supposed to be children's toys?

Why didn't she know sooner? Jean knew did that mean Jenma knew too? Breathing coming out quicker now Amber hid her face in her knees as she trembled. That only worried the three toys around her more when Bunzo heard the center game console start going off with a constant beep while agitated grumbling came from the ceiling above. Grimacing as he dreaded getting her attention again Bunzo quickly stood and trotted out to the center walkway to jump and wave his hands trying to get Mommy's attention.

Lord he never thought he'd miss his symbols. But Bunzo's hopping around caught Mommy's annoyed eye. Pausing in her angered rambling Mommy had caught a glimpse of Bunzo acting a fool with him jumping around and swinging his arms, but then she realized. Oh , he's trying to get my attention. Letting herself drop to the floor Mommy gave Bunzo a long flat look before remembering that he was supposed to be watching over Amber. Instantly looking around for the blond teen, Mommy squinted at the rabbit as he instantly pointed to a play structure.

Turning to the play structure in question Mommy automatically knew what was going on. Amber always hid away when she was overwhelmed or upset. Quickly crossing the distance Mommy heard Amber's breathing and knew she was having an episode. Scaring the ever loving shit out of the tiny Huggy and Bron who were trying to comfort the girl, Mommy instantly grabbed them and tossed them towards Bunzo who scrambled to catch them. 

“Go get one of the Huggy's from Whack•A•Wuggy.” Mommy ordered making the three other toys nod without question and turn to do as ordered. “Amber sweetheart? Mommy's here. Can you tell Mommy what's wrong?” Mommy asked softly, stretching her torso under the play structure. Bending to try and get a look at Amber's face, Mommy hovered a hand over the blond's trembling shoulder. Making Amber slowly look up at her.

Was the game already over? Where was Jean? Why did it take him so long to come back from playing the games? It should've been a straight shot from the game to the station. Was he right? Was Mommy trying to kill him? Unable to voice any of her questions Amber moved her arms from her legs to her hair too tightly grip it while shutting her eyes. Pulling back from Amber to lean out from behind the play structure at the sounds of confused growls, Mommy glared at the eight Huggys awkwardly huddling together. “I said get one! Not all of them!”

Mommy snapped, turning to Bunzo who gestured to tiny Huggy who shrugged while Bron shook his head at his fellow tiny toy. Sighing with an eye roll, Mommy closed her eyes to compose herself and pointed to one of the green ones. “You come over here.” Mommy snapped, making the second green Huggy push the other over to the terrifying pink spider lady who instantly grabbed him by the ribbon around his neck and dragged him over to Amber.

“Amber, honey. Would you feel better talking to a Huggy? Hurt her and I'll rip your intestines out. ” Mommy asked with a smile before moving behind the green mini Huggy to threaten while painfully gripping his shoulder as Amber slowly opened her eyes to look up. She could see and feel how confused the green Huggy in front of her was, but seeing him reminded her of Mr. Snuggles and Jenma. And right now she wanted comfort, regardless how wrong it felt. Quickly bobbing her head with a hiccup Amber tried to scoot over to give the green Huggy room as he nervously crawled under the play structure while Mommy turned to give them space.

Not even waiting until the mini Huggy sat down to her left Amber instantly hugged him and started apologizing. Baffled and utterly confused as he slowly wrapped his arms around the girl next to him, the green Huggy tilted his head curiously at Amber before petting her hair. It felt like the right thing to do, he and the other mini Huggy's never actually got to interact with children beyond the scope of being smacked in the face with a Grabpacks due to their game. Their only purpose was to crawl through tubes and try to reach the player, not hug and comfort them.

They never got to feel the warmth of a hug outside of each other. This felt nice. Purring quietly as he rubbed his head against Ambers the green Mini Huggy looked at the girl as she seemed to calm down, at least enough for him to understand what she was saying. “I'm sorry I couldn't save Huggy Wuggy. I tried so hard. I really did.” Amber said tightly gripping the coarse green fur as she took deep breaths and sniffed before having to wipe her nose with her arm.

Not wanting to get her snot all over the Mini Huggy Amber shifted herself to just lean on him instead while pulling her arms close to her chest while the green Huggy still had her wrapped in his arms. “I'm scared. Jean said Mommy changed the games, and that they could very well end up killing him. I don't want to lose anyone else. And there's nothing I can do.” Amber said her voice breaking towards the end as she again hid her face in her knees while the green Mini Huggy made a strange calling sound. Turning to him with a curious frown, Amber then turned to the entrance to see all the other Whack•A•Wuggy Huggys pearing in.

Moving to sit up Amber grunted as the green Huggy tightened his hold on her with a short chirp that made the other seven Huggys squeeze into the small space as they copied their sibling in wrapping their arms around Amber or each other in a large group hug. Being absolutely stuck in the middle as a yellow Huggy took up her right side and a red Huggy wiggled its way into hugging her waist Amber hummed as a blue one squeezed in behind her. And then the doubles joined in filling in any gaps locking Amber in place.

Chuckling a bit as she couldn't move in the slightest Amber again sniffed, unable to wipe away the last of her tears or her nose. “If I get snot on any of you it's not my fault.” Amber mumbled, shifting her arms to wrap around the red Huggy in front of her getting a happy little pur in return as he tightened his hold on her waist. “Well don't you seem cozy! How is my sweet Amber? Feeling better?” Mommy asked, carefully peering into the play structure after watching all of the Huggys cram themselves into the small enclosed area.

Smiling at Amber who could barely be seen in the pile of multicolored fur Mommy stifled a laugh. Trying to stretch herself up enough to be seen, Amber nodded and took in a quick steady breath ready to ask Mommy a serious question. “Yeah I'm doing better. But…Mommy can I ask, were you trying to kill Jean? During the games I mean.” Amber asked, making Mommy freeze as her ever present smile dropped before she shifted and crossed her arms, her motherly demeanor shifting to one of annoyance and distaste. 

“Truthfully. Yes, during Musical Memory. I had hoped Bunzo would have smashed that man's head. And as you saw, I was rather upset when the game broke. But after my recent argument with Jean in Whack•A•Wuggy, I decided not to kill him. But I did want the Mini Huggys to maim him just a bit. No more than a broken bone or two! Don't worry my sweet I will not try to kill or hurt him anymore. Because he is important to you.” 

Mommy said waving her hand dismissively at first before quickly waving both hands to ward off Amber's look of horror. Still uneasy at Mommy's honesty, Amber opened her mouth to say something when Mommy suddenly jerked, and in the next second Amber's tiny Huggy smacked her face. “Oh my! So sorry. Poor thing was looking a bit jealous out here!” Mommy said with a bright beaming smile, her voice back to sounding cheery as she waved at the tiny Huggy who glared back at her. Shaking her head as the tiny Huggy crawled up to lay on top of her head Amber looked up at Mommy through her lashes.

“Could've been a bit more gentle about it. Anyway, Mommy is there anyway you could let Poppy go? She's up there all alone and in…your web. And I don't want her to think I forgot about her.” Amber grumbled then said as Mommy tilted her head before shaking it. “Not going to happen. Miss Poppy is going to stay up there until the games are done.” Mommy said, making Amber frown. “What? Why?” She asked making Mommy put a hand on her hip as the other one pointed towards the train.

“She knows the codes. There would be no need for that man to play my games if she were down here.” Mommy explained getting Amber to slowly nod. “Okay. That makes sense…I guess.” Amber said making Mommy beam. “Tell you what. I'll go up and tell Miss Poppy about what's going on. That way she can't be upset with you. After the games are done.” Mommy suggested stretching her arm to lightly boop Amber in the nose before stretching up to the catwalks above. Leaving Amber stuck in a Huggy pile and Bunzo to keep an eye out for Jean, while Bron looked on in envy at the Huggys.

Holding back a pained squeak at the poke to her nose, Amber wondered if she either bruised it or broke it when she smacked the floor earlier. Sighing as she closed her eyes Amber tried to shift and move to get more comfortable only getting several guttural growls in reply. Twitching at the sound Amber huffed and just leaned back into the blue Huggy behind her getting a wide toothless smile in return as well as a few purrs from a couple of the other Huggy's who happily settled into the group hug. Basking in the warmth for a minute longer Amber had started getting drowsy when her name was called making her sit up a bit. Jean was finally back from Whack•A•Wuggy.

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Jean was just about sick and tired of seeing Huggy's. Whack•A•Wuggy was a damn near disaster because the lights were dimmed so much Jean could barely see the things coming out of the tunnels while at the same time he was having a heated argument with Mommy about Amber, what he did as an employee, and why they're there. And then after the damn game and getting the second piece of the train code Jean had to find the longest way back to the Game Station because the shutter door wouldn't open to let him out.

Dropping from the ceiling with a grunt as his knees popped, Jean groaned as he stood and glared back at the shutter door that should have been shut. Staring at the inside of the Whack•A•Wuggy room, Jean started cursing like a sailor as he stomped down the corridor just one more thing getting on his nerves. Stomping up the stairs and taking a look around the Game Station for Amber, Jean paused when he didn't see her or the other toys. “Amber? You still here?” Jean called, catching a glimpse of yellow and green near the back of the room.

Bunzo had heard him coming up and had leaned out from behind the play structure to flatly look at him with Bron sitting in the crook of his arm before glancing off to the side where the others hid under the jungle gym. Having a bit of a staring contest with the giant rabbit as Jean made his way over, the bearded man crossed his arms at the growl Bunzo emitted at his approach, making Bron look between the two. “Oh pipe down. Is Amber under there?” Jean asked, turning to the grimy multicolored jungle gym. “Yep! And I'm kinda stuck at the moment.”

Amber called, making Jean worriedly jog passed Bunzo and Bron to the entrance of the under structure, imagining that Amber was trapped under a fallen section of the old jungle gym or something, when Jean came up short at what he actually found. Crossing his arms as he ran a hand over his beard, Jean stared at Amber who was literally in the middle of a cuddle pile, with all the Huggys from the game he had just endured locking her in place. The sight was both annoying and funny especially with the smallest Huggy claiming the top of Amber's head.

Hearing a few resounding growls coming from a few Huggys within the pile Jean lifted a finger to make them shut up as he turned to dig in his pocket for his flip phone to take a picture. Keeping quiet in slight embarrassment up until she saw Jean's flip phone Amber quickly started shaking her head and trying to break free from the Huggy dogpile. “Jean dont you dare!” Amber snapped making the Huggys around her curiously look at her then to the ex-employee as he grinned. “Say cheese.”

Amber had a new power and she was going to absolutely abuse it. After hearing the familiar shutter sound from Jean's camara Amber screamed as she fought to finally break free of the Huggy's and got the red Huggy the pull away and lay off to the side. “Delete it! Delete it right now!” Immediately chasing after Jean after he bolted with a laugh. “Nope! I'm going to print this out and frame it.” Jean yelled getting halfway to the central console panel when Bunzo leapt from ten feet away to land on his back, making Bron scream and cling to Bunzo for dear life. Knocking Jean to the ground followed by the Mini Huggy's keeping him pinned, Bunzo turned and grinned up to Amber.

Kneeling in front of Jean with a wide evil smile as he was pinned under eight Mini Huggy's, Bunzo and Bron, Amber snickered down at the bearded man as she took the trembling Bron from Bunzo while Tiny Huggy sat on her shoulder. “You are so grounded when we get home.” Jean grumbled ignoring the several growls coming from the Huggys sitting on his back and arms. Humming as she stood with Jean's phone in hand.

“Well you only got yourself to blame. I told you not to take the picture, and you did. So now you're the one stuck under a Huggy pile.” Amber said backing up a couple steps to take a picture with more giggles getting curious looks from Tiny Huggy and Bron. Making sure to send the picture to herself, Amber then turned her attention back to the Huggys and Bunzo and waved her hand at them. “Okay, you all can get off him now. I got my revenge.” 

Amber said having to physically nudge a yellow Huggy off Jean while the tiny Huggy clinging to Amber's neck chirped finally getting the Mini Huggy's to move off the downed man. “That means you too Rabbit! Get the hell off!” Jean yelled swinging back at Bunzo who ginned and got comfortable. “Alright, Bunzo. You had your fun, Jean needs to go play the last game.” Amber said, grabbing Bunzo's arm to pull him as Bron and Huggy chirped and growled at him getting him to move.

Groaning as he pushed himself up, Jean sent an annoyed look to the Huggy's then to Bunzo before looking up to the console where the last lever waited to be pulled. Sighing as he twisted to pop his back Jean huffed as Amber snickered. “Give me my phone.” Jean said, holding his hand out as Amber pouted. “Why? You don't need it right now. You're going to go play Statues, let me play on your phone.” Amber said, pulling the phone away as Jean frowned.

“Where the hell is yours? Did you leave it at home?” Jean asked, making Amber turn away. “It…was in my backpack. That's up in the observation room of Musical Memory.” She admitted pointing to the game in question. “Are you god damn serious?! Amber, this is the reason why I didn't want to get you a phone in the first place. I knew you were going to misplace it.” Jean said, putting his hands on his hips as Amber rolled her eyes. 

“I did not misplace it. I know exactly where my phone is. I just can't get it.” Amber said with a shrug which gave Jean the opportunity to snatch his phone back. “Well in that case while I'm breaking my back playing these stupid games you can go find a way to get your phone back.” Jean snapped walking off to the console as Amber gapped at him. “You suck!” Amber yelled as Jean pulled the lever.

“ Geez! Have you played these before? You're so good! Seems like you're ready for the final game... Statues! Follow Mommy down the stairs one last time! I hope you had a fun day in the Game Station! See you next time! ”

Looking up to the speakers Amber crossed her arms as Jean turned to walk over to the said game having to slide the door open himself. “While I'm down there you aren't going to be sitting around. You're going to find a way to get your ass up to the observation room to get your backpack and phone.” Jean said pointing to Amber who lifted a llama hand up behind her back to mock him. “Yeah okay. Say hi to PJ for me.” Amber said as Jean huffed, shaking his head as he started walking down the stairs leaving Amber standing amongst a group of giant toys.

Putting Bron and Tiny Huggy down Amber turned towards Musical Memory with a wave of her hand. “I'll be back in a minute. I gotta go find a way to get my backpack.” Amber said already heading down the stairs when Bunzo jumped down the stairs in one go before turning back to Amber in excitement. Blinking at the large rabbit, Amber smiled as she joined him in the hallway. “If you're hoping for me to play your game, it's not going to happen. It broke, remember?”

Amber asked, making Bunzo slouch with a sad sounding rumble. Gently petting Bunzo's head before taking hold of his wrist to avoid the wound in his palm. “It's okay bud, we'll figure out some other game to play. But in the meantime let's go figure out a way to the observation room.” Amber said, leading a deflated Bunzo behind her to the end of the hall as the Huggys and Bron quietly following after. “Oh right. The bridge broke.” Amber grumbled sitting on the ground to make the jump down easier on her.

But before she could push herself forward, Bunzo wrapped his arms around her and hopped down for her. Instantly grabbing hold of the rabbits neck Amber let out a shaky breath as they landed. “Could've warned me, dude.” She said carefully pushing away from Bunzo as she looked around. “Hey, do you think the vents connect together?” Amber asked, squatting down near an open vent as she pointed to the window making the ripped and tattered yellow ribbit look up to it as the audience of Huggys and one dinosaur watched from the doorway.

Debating on whether or not to crawl through the vents Amber didn't notice Bunzo picking up the vents grate and turning to the wall with the observation room. But by the time she did the giant toy rabbit hurled the grate at the observation window. Right where Mommy had cracked the glass, making it shatter and rain glass everywhere. Flinching as she stood Amber looked from the broken window to Bunzo who smiled at her. “Um, why?” Amber asked, pointing at the shattered window as Bunzo pointed to her then the observation room.

“Right, I need to get up there. But I can't jump that high. It's like twenty feet up.” Amber said as Bunzo grabbed her wrist to lead her under the window before patting his back. “Oh, ho, ho, ho. No.” Amber said with a bit of a nervous laugh as Bunzo rolled his head as if he were rolling his eyes before he grabbed Amber and tossed her onto his back. Instantly holding on for dear life, Amber hid her face to stifle her scream as Bunzo bent down to do a high leap using the wall to help pull himself up.

She didn't know he could jump that high. From what Amber remembered the Bunzo toy was supposed to just walk around and smack his symbols together. But from the sound of shifting glass and Bunzo’s wiggling body movements he was able to jump high enough to grab the ledge and now he was pulling himself up into the observation room. Peeking out when she felt Bunzo tapping her arm Amber shakely let go of his neck to look up at the proud looking rabbit. 

“That was terrifying! It felt like a carnival drop ride but backwards.” Amber said, a nervous laugh bubbling up a bit at the adrenalin rush that came from Bunzo's jumping. Looking around the room Amber grinned as she spotted her backpack near the forgotten Catbee. Trotting over to snatch up her bag Amber unzipped the front pocket and pulled out a nail polish painted flip phone with a gaggle of charms hanging off it.

Flipping the screen up Amber smiled as she turned to Bunzo with her camera turned on. “Say cheese!” Amber called, snapping the rabbit's picture as he tilted his head. “Okay we got my phone. And I have my backpack back. So we just gotta get down and head back up to the Game Station to wait for Jean.” Amber said, clicking her phone shut before jamming it into her pants pocket, deciding to have it on her person before swinging her backpack up onto her back before walking back over to the broken window to look down.

Getting another sense of acrophobia, Amber quickly backed away. “Oh, my god. I forgot how high up we are. Maybe we can go through that door over there.” Amber said, turning to point to the door in the back as Bunzo again tilted his head before picking Amber up, this time in a princess hold to jump out the window. Startled with Bunzo suddenly picking her up and leaping out the window Amber openly screamed as she latched onto Bunzo's ear.

Grunting as Bunzo landed on the circular platform Amber barely sucked in a breath before he again jumped this time towards the door where the Mini Huggy's, Tiny Huggy and Bron stood watching all this play out before they quickly backed away to give Bunzo room to land. Pushing away from Bunzo and shakely falling into a red Mini Huggy Amber pointed to the yellow rabbit. “Warn me next time you plan to do that! There's only so much I can take man.” Amber complained making Bunzo pet her head in apology.

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Statues was taking a long time to finish. But it was a long game to begin with, right? Sitting on a bench and bouncing her leg as she waited for Jean, Amber started rubbing her hands together to alleviate some of her worry as the large toys around her kept an eye on her. Not wanting a repeat of her freak out from earlier. Chewing her lip as she leaned forward Amber looked to the Statues gate. Mommy said she wasn't going to hurt or kill Jean. But what if it was too late to change the game? Seeing that Amber had begun to spiral again as she started biting at the side of her nail, some of the Mini Huggy's chirped and chittered to one another before one of them wrapped their arms around her and scooped her up off the bench.

Caught by surprise Amber turned to the yellow Huggy who had her in its grasp. “Whoa, what are you doing?!” Amber yelped trying to break free of the Huggy's hold while Bunzo watched as the herd of Huggys started shuffling towards their game making the ripped and tattered toy rabbit screech in protest. “I don't have a Grabpack! I can't play your game.” Amber said seeing where they were going before the Huggy holding her put her down by a door with a wide knowing smile crossing its face. Curiously looking back at the Mini Huggy then at the plaque by the door Amber huffed in shock. “Jean knew there was a Grabpack storage closet down here and he didn't tell me? That asshole.”

Amber said immediately opening the door with a grin before her smile dropped seeing that the Grabpacks were behind a locked fence. “Awe! Fuck you!” Amber groaned jogging over to the gate to jiggle it before just holding onto the fence to dramatically lean back, pulling on the metal links as the Mini Huggy's growled in disappointment, all of them crowding the door when Bron squeezed into the storage closet with Tiny Huggy riding on his back to run over to Amber letting Tiny Huggy climb up her leg. Startled by the tiny Huggy, Amber pulled herself up to look down at him. “Whoa there lil guy, warn a girl first.”

Amber said moving to grab him and lift him up to her shoulder when Tiny Huggy started digging in her pocket. Remembering Elliot Ludwig's office key was in that pocket, Amber quickly pulled it out with a happy pur from Tiny Huggy as he climbed up to her shoulder. “There's no way in hell this should work.”  Amber mumbled, sticking the key into the lock and turning it with a surprising click getting a resounding click from the lock. Staring at the door with wide eyes as she opened the gate to the Grabpacks Amber looked at the Poppy key in her palm.

“Holy fuck its an actual master key.” Amber said a huge grin crossing her face as she forcefully swung the gate open making it clatter noisily before she went for the closest Grabpack and snatched it off its holder. Taking off her backpack and tossing it to a blue Mini Huggy, Amber moved Tiny Huggy to the floor before she swung the Grabpack onto her shoulders and clipped the harness. “Move. Move. Move, I wanna test it to see if it still works. Amber said, shooing the Mini's out of her way as Bron happily followed with Tiny riding on his back. 

Standing off to the side with his arm crossed, Bunzo pouted at the unfairness of the situation. He wanted to play with Amber too but his game had to break down making it impossible to play. Thumping his foot in agitation Bunzo's ear slightly lifted when Amber called his name, making him turn just in time for two grapple hand's to grab his shoulders and forcefully yank him towards her. Screeching in surprise as he went flying Amber laughed as she dropped the pack's handles to open her arms waiting for the hug that was about to happen.

Amber hadn't thought that through and Bunzo knew it. Having only seconds to react, Bunzo got his footing and dipped down to pick the blond up as his momentum sent him sliding down the hall. Barely catching his balance at the end Bunzo held onto Amber as he heaved a giant sigh as Amber giggled and leaned back to look at the group of Huggy's and Bron upside down. “It still works!” Amber chirped as Bunzo bent further to lay the teen down on the floor as she finally stopped giggling.

Rocking herself up Amber beamed up at the rabbit who tapped his foot in annoyance with his arms crossed. “Oh don't act all mad. I'll figure out a game for us to play when we get home, I promise.” Amber said, getting up off the floor and reached up to pet Bunzo's head before turning to the multicolored group of Huggy's. “Alright Huggy's who's ready to play?” Amber asked, getting happy sounding chirps and purrs as the Mini Huggy's lifted their arms and waved them around. Snickering at the show Amber spun on her heal and headed for the Whack•A•Wuggy room.

The door didn't close, nor did the TV flick on with the info video on how to play the game, but Amber knew it by heart and with the door open it gave her an audience. Consisting of Bunzo, Bron and Tiny Huggy. Watching as the eight Mini Huggy's scampered into their tubes, Amber had to wonder what the back of the game looked like considering there were only eight Huggys for the eighteen tunnels. Handing her backpack to Bunzo before walking to the middle of the room and planting her feet, Amber turned to Bunzo.

“Mind giving a three second countdown?” She asked, getting Bunzo to nod as he lifted a bandaged hand up and made three different chirping sounds before swinging his hand down to start the game. Breathing in and putting on a focused face Amber stained her ears as the first Huggy came out to her right. “I'm sorry! I'll try to aim for your shoulders!” Amber yelped after smacking the green Mini Huggy in the face, making her grimace and wonder if it hurt or not.

Before swinging her upper body left to smack a yellow Huggy next making Amber smile, getting him just under the ribbon he wore. Whack•A•Wuggy was a two minute game that would get harder as it progressed. Normally. But with no one keeping track of the time, Amber had gone for a good five minutes before getting winded and jumpy. They were so freaking fast now! And it didn't help that the Huggys now growled as they tried to escape the tubes. 

Getting dizzy with how much she had to spin around Amber missed and hit the wrong tube as a blue Huggy finally got the chance to pounce. And damn was he quick about it. Screaming as the Huggy came at her with a loud growl, Amber fell back as he wrapped his arms around her and cuddled her face. Completely stuck as more Huggys came at her to join in on the dog pile as Amber heard Bunzo and the others snicker, making her kick her feet. 

“Okay! Okay! I lost! You win! Lemme up!” Amber yelled trying to force the clingy Huggy's off just as the last three toys joined in. Huffing at the massive weight sitting on her legs thanks to Bunzo, Amber just let out a long defeated groan as Tiny Huggy claimed her eyes and forehead while Bron carefully laid on her neck and collar bone. Accepting the fact that she wasn't going to move anytime soon until Jean came looking for her, Amber wriggled one of her arms free to pet one of the Huggy's. “You're all clingy. You know that?”

Amber asked when Bunzo suddenly sprang up, his ears perked and upright twitching at every sound he heard. Growling at the other toys to tell them what he heard, Amber was left utterly confused as they all suddenly got up and got into protective stances. Looking from the bigger toys down to the little ones Amber carefully scooped up Bron and Tiny Huggy. “Uh, what's going on?” Amber asked slowly standing to look down the hall as a blue Huggy held his arm out in front of her, keeping her behind them.

Hearing something shifting in walls Amber moved closer to the group as she tried to listen for the thing until it was gone. Eyes flicking around Amber lightly touched Bunzo's arm making him scream as he leapt away. Instantly pulling her hand away Amber took a step back just as startled as Bunzo was before he slowly relaxed. “What was that thing? It clearly freaked all of you out.” Amber asked, looking at each toy as they avoided her gaze.

Getting an unsettling feeling from all of them Amber put Bron and Tiny Huggy down. “Okay…Why don't we head back up to the Station? Maybe Mommy and Jean are done playing statues.” Amber said pointing down the hall before she noticed that Bunzo wouldn't meet her gaze as he nodded gently nudging her forward. Frowning and scrunching her brow Amber slowly walked down the hall, deciding to keep the Grabpack.

Walking up the stairs and pausing at the very top as she heard heavy thumps above her, Amber looked up to see someone walking along the catwalks. Squinting to see who it was, Amber instantly smiled as the herd of toys curiously followed her gaze. “Jean! Hey! Hey Jean!” Amber yelled, making the man pause to lean out over the railing to look down at her as she ran to the center of the walkway. “I found the Grabpack storage room motha-fucka! And now you're going to have to deal with it!” Amber yelled, firing the grapple hands at the central console to drag her heels against the floor to prove to Jean that she did have a Grabpack.

“God have mercy on me. You're going to send me to an early grave.” Jean yelled, his voice light and joking before he went back to walking across the catwalk. Snickering as she dispatched the grapple hands, Amber looked back at Mini Huggy's and Bunzo and saw that they were quietly chirping and growling at one another. “Okay, I need Mommy to hurry up and get here to translate. I know she knows what you're all saying. And with how you're all acting it's making me really worry.”

Amber said, watching as several of the giant toys flinched and jumped at Amber's words as she walked closer. Side eyeing the toys at their odd behavior Amber couldn't even question them when Jean came out of the door Amber had used nearly forty five minutes ago. “Hey! Did you get Poppy? Was she mad that I didn't get her down earlier?” Amber yelled running over to the tracks ledge as Jean nodded. “Uh, yeah I got her out of a sticky web. And I got the last part of the train code. So let's get out of here.”

Jean said, looking at the train while holding up ripped pieces of paper before he started walking towards the train. Blinking at the chilly interaction Amber looked around for Poppy or Mommy. “Okay? You didn't answer my question though. And where's Poppy? You said you got her down, but she's not with you.” Amber said, pointing around as she slowly followed Jean from the lower level.

Coming to a stop with a long sigh while looking at the observation deck. “No, Poppy wasn't mad, annoyed  maybe . But not mad. And she's in the vents again. Now let's go.” Jean said, barely looking at Amber before again walking towards the train. Definitely knowing something was up now Amber got a heavy feeling settling over her as she quickly looked around for any sign of Mommy. Because she should have come out by now. 

Fearing the worst, Amber looked at Bunzo and the Huggy's. And when they wouldn't meet her wide worried gaze, Amber felt a sickening chill wash over her as she slowly turned to Jean. A pit of dread pooling in her stomach as a question felt like it was choking her.

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Staring at Jean as her mind began to race. “Jean…Where's Mommy?” Amber asked with a shaky edge to her voice making Jean pause as he balled his fists halfway towards the train, a heavy weight weighing on him. “She's gone.” Was all he said unable to meet Amber's eyes as he turned his head away from her, while Amber felt like he just punched the air out of her with one sentence. “Wh-what do you mean? Gone? How is Mommy gone, what happened during Statues?!” Amber asked, her voice rising with each word before she was shouting, her body beginning to tremble. Finally turning to face Amber with a look of remorse and vexation on his face Jean shook his head. 

“Mommy was never planning to let us go, Amber. She rigged each game to try and kill me. Each and every time. I did what I had to, to survive.” Jean said, trying to keep his voice even at the wash of emotions crossing over Amber's paling face made it hard to keep eyes contact. Knowing that, that was partially true Amber shook her head fervently. “Mommy said she wasn't going to hurt you! Yeah, maybe she tried to kill you during Musical Memory, I'll admit that. But Mommy told me that the Huggys weren't going to kill you! The most they'd do is break a bone or scare you! And then Mommy said she wasn't going to hurt you at all because it would've made me upset! Maybe you just misunderstood her!” 

Amber yelled as tears started to build in her eyes and her throat started to burn and close. She knew Mommy wouldn't go back on her word. Mommy did everything in her power to make the kids happy in the past, even if that meant it made her unhappy. “Then she fucking lied, Amber! The entirety of the ending portion of Statues was caved in. Mommy said that she wouldn't hurt me but what about them ?! They work under her . They do as she says.” Jean shouted, finally snapping as he pointed to the group of toys who were watching all this play out.

Glancing at them and understanding that they heard what happened to Mommy, Amber shook her head as she stared glaring at Jean, her tears starting to fall. “I was just playing Whack•A•Wuggy and I lost! And as you can see I'm perfectly fine! Mommy probably told PJ to catch you like he did with me! When I was younger I sucked at Statues. It was the worst one out of all of them, and often ended up with me getting scruffed by PJ! Mommy liked playing games! It's been years since she's seen us or anyone for that matter, maybe she just wanted an excuse to have us stay here and keep playing with her a while longer!” 

Amber yelled wanting to trust Mommy while Jean gripped the railing matching Amber's heated gaze as he lost his temper more. “Amber Marrie Catrain! Stop being a naive child, do you really think Mommy would have let us go? Do you think she'd just sit by and watch us board this train and never come back?” Jean asked, throwing his arm out to the side in a wide gesture making Amber pause and shakily tilt her head frowning up at the bearded man before her. “We are going to come back, though. There's no way we're just leaving them here to rot.” Amber said keeping eye contact with Jean as she pointed back at Bunzo and the others.

And when Jean looked away with his jaw clenched Amber stared at him with wide horror filled eyes. “We have to come back for them! Their living beings Jean. You can't just abandon them!” Amber yelled angrily, stepping forward to point at her guardian before pointing back at the toys who looked at her in shock. She really wanted to take them home with her? All of them? Turning from the blond teen up to the ex-employee to then to each other with quiet chirps and growls. The toys slowly walked forward behind Amber.

“We can't Amber. I was going to let it slide that you wanted the damned tiny Huggy and even Bron. But Buzno? The Mini Huggy's? Where would we even keep them? They are giant sentient toys that tried to kill me. What's to stop them from hurting or killing someone when they get out of here?” Jean asked, making Amber jolt before looking back at the group of toys that looked both regretful and piteous. Balling her fists as she whipped back around to face Jean. “We can take them to Grandpa and Grandma's cabin. They owned 50 acres of land that was given to you in their wills! You've been wondering what the fuck to do with it this whole time. Well here it is! We can make them a home there!”

Amber started remembering Jean's inheritance from his parents from two years ago. And before Jean could even speak Amber quickly continued with. “There won't be anyone there either! Nana and Baba only had a summer home and barn in the very middle of the land. We can fix it up! And I can start homeschooling to help keep an eye on them as well. Jean please we can't abandon them!”

She sounded desperate and her voice was shaking. But so was her whole body, the thought of her childhood friends being left here to rot and wither away in this dingy rundown factory was already weighing on her conscience like an anchor dragging against the bottom of the sea. She couldn't handle it, it was making her feel sick and the look Jean was giving her wasn't making it better. “Amber, you're not thinking straight right now. The reason we haven't gone to your grandparents property since their funeral is because it's a fifteen hour drive. There's no possible way for us to take them that far. Let alone how are we supposed to pay for it?”

Jean countered making Amber wildly shake her head. “Yes there is! We can get a moving truck to transport them! And we could also use the inheritance money I got from Nana and Baba as well to get things started.” Amber said, making Jean tense more as he was losing patience. “Amber, that's enough! Get on the train we're leaving and they're staying . We can't take them. I won't risk your future or safety anymore than I already have tonight!” Jean yelled pointing to the train as a cold calm suddenly washed over Amber as she straightened up.

“No. If you want to leave and abandon them, then go for it. But I'm staying with them.” She said looking up at Jean with a fierce rage burning in her eyes as she took a step back towards the group of toys who looked at her in disbelief and worry. Why would she go this far for them? This child knew nothing of what they were designed to do, or what they did in the past that brought her here today. But as they looked at the blond girl before them Bunzo, the Huggy's, and Bron felt a deep sense of gratitude to her. 

She saved them from Mommy's wrath, showed them kindness and warmth they never felt before, and even shared her brief moment of joy with them. And now she was facing off with a man that knew what they were and what they were capable of. None of the toys could blame Jean for being so distrusting of them. They had tried to hurt and kill him within seconds of interacting with them. They couldn't communicate with either Amber or Jean. They couldn't tell Amber it was okay for her to leave them nor could they promise Jean that if he took them with him, they'd behave and do as he asked.

All they could do was watch in painful silence as the two humans argued with one another. “Amber this isn't up for debate! Get your ass on the train now!” Jean shouted using his scary drill sergeant voice as Amber swung her arm taking a step forward. “No! Not without them! It's either they come with us or I'm staying with them!” Amber shouted back her face reddening with anger as Jean's face began to match her's. “Marrie Catrain. Don't make me come down there!” Jean yelled, making Amber huff with an annoyed angry smile stretching across her face.

“And do what? Drag me kicking and screaming onto the train? Do you really think they'd let you do that to me?” She said bending forward at the hip while gesturing back at the toys who started growling, feeling the tension in the room grow hostile as Jean began glaring at them before he turned around to punch the air in his anger. “ Fucking Goddamn it! Fine. We'll clown car it home then! Five Huggy's in the trunk, three in the back with Bunzo and you and your toys up from with me! You spoiled fucking brat!” Jean shouted bristling as he turned back to point at Amber and the large toys at her side before stomping off behind the train.

Not feeling good about this win at all, Amber silently grabbed hold of Bunzo's wrist and picked up Tiny Huggy and Bron. “We're coming back for PJ later!... Come on, let's go.” She shouted then whispered, making Jean curse loudly from behind the train, while Amber led the troop of toys to the train while Jean shot his green at the conductor to unlock it. Skipping steps up the stairs Amber opted on riding the first car. Opening the door and sitting in the very back Amber scooted over as Bunzo sat beside her a soft chucking sound coming from him as he leaned into her and rubbed his cheek on her head wanting to make her feel better.

Smiling a little at the affection Amber couldn't help the snicker that came after as a few Mini Huggy's growled at Bunzo getting a growl in return from him. “Okay, no more fighting please. I did enough of that already. Let's just chill and relax until we get outside.” Amber said, pulling her legs close as Bron and Tiny Huggy got comfortable in her hold. Hearing Jean pull the train whistle a couple times as the train started pulling forward Amber smiled at his impulsiveness before she closed her eyes suddenly feeling exhausted as she leaned into Bunzo.

Securely holding onto Amber as the train began to push forward Bunzo and the Huggy's looked out of the windows, watching as their home and prison started to pass them by. It was an odd feeling they had as the play structures came into view then disappeared behind a bend in the track. None of them would be locked away in the darkness anymore. None of them would have to wonder when or who they'd have to eat in order to survive. They wouldn't be alone. And it was thanks to the blond girl sitting in their car. She wanted them to be free, and there was nothing in the world they could do to thank her enough for it.

Hearing a few purrs and soft growls Amber breathed in to let a soft sigh out. It's going to be a wild few days after they get home, but Amber was determined to take care of them to make up for the loss of Huggy Wuggy and Mommy. And for all the time they spent trapped in this place. Settling in her seat Amber had started petting the tiny toys in her arms when Poppy's voice rang out through the trains intercom.

“I was so scared she'd put me back in that case. But Jean, you saved me. You are perfect. Too perfect to lose. I'm sorry. I can't let you or your companion leave. I've never met anyone like you. Hmhm. Do you know how long I've been stuck in that case? Well, too long...I had so much time to think and reflect. Time to figure out exactly what I would do when free. We'll set things right. Terrible things have happened, but I know that whatever I need you to do, you're capable. We will *crash* What?!”

Poppy sounded horrifying, her voice dipping into a sinister yet happy tone before a sudden thudding sound cut her off. Sitting up and looking up at the intercom with a sinking feeling in her gut. Amber looked at the toys who were bristling and snarling, when the train suddenly shifted tracks. Looking out the window, Amber knew the tunnel they now took. It would lead them down to PlayCare, a place she never thought of going back to.

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The train tracks leading to PlayCare were on a semi steep slope. And if the train conductor didn't know how to traverse it safely, the train would become a speeding bullet that would lead to a horrible crash at the end. And Jean was no train conductor and the train was going way too fast down the slope. Whimpering as she clung onto Bunzo, Amber tried to scream over the rushing air outside. “Jean! You gotting pump the brakes! We're going too fast!” She didn't know if Jean heard her or not but when Amber meant pump the brakes she absolutely ment repeatedly jerking the train's brakes turning it into a stop and going down the slope.

But apparently the older man didn't hear her as he tried to do a full on stop, making the wheels and brakes scream and screech before they hit the bottom of the hill where the train derailed. There were no seatbelts, so when the train tipped and hit the right side railing everyone aboard the multi-colored train was sent hurling into one another, the seats, and the walls. Flying out of her seat and losing hold of tiny Huggy and Bron, Ambers' screams bled into the screams of the other toys as they all roughly hit the wall as the train slid noisily against the tracks as red hot sparks sprayed out from the metal on metal as the train finally came to a grinding hault.

Smacking the back of her head on the side of the window Amber blurrily looked around at the injured toys as black spots crossed her vision before she completely lost consciousness. They were all furious, Poppy had interfered with their freedom and had hurt Amber. Struggling to get up Bunzo shook his head making the nauseating dizziness worse. Whimpering as he slowly crawled over to Amber, Bunzo turned to the Mini Huggy's who were checking in with one another.

Growling at them as he removed the Grabpack from Amber's back to better scoop the blond girl up Bunzo looked to the door above them making a few of the Huggys climb each other to reach it and to force it open where they discovered a fire was slowly growing from the sparks catching on crumpled and abandoned pieces of paper in the tunnel. Chirping down the news Bunzo dipped his head back in a silent groan as he limped over to pass up Amber. It definitely wasn't safe for her in here especially with the back of her head bleeding like it was.

Helping the Huggys up after Amber was removed Bunzo turned to find Tiny Huggy and Bron. Calling for the two Bunzo's ears lifted at Bron’s quiet bellow from where he and Amber landed. Stumbling over and finding Amber's backpack, Bunzo lifted it open to see Bron tightly holding onto Tiny Huggy. The tiny toy Huggy didn't look good, honestly they all weren't looking too good. Picking up the backpack and the Grabpack Bunzo again made his way to the train door to pass it up to an awaiting blue Huggy before painfully hopping up to climb out as well.

Jumping to the left railing where the Huggy's gathered, Bunzo flinched at the pain shooting up his left leg. Hearing a curious growl from a red Huggy Bunzo shook his head and waved him off before turning to the two Huggys holding Amber. She was pale and the way the yellow Huggy was holding her head easily confirmed that she was still bleeding. Motioning for the Huggys to set her down, Bunzo turned to his bandaged hands and tried to pull the ripped fabric off to use to fix her.

Pausing as Tiny Huggy weakly chirped from Brons back as they peeked out from Amber's backpack, Bunzo nodded to the tiny toy happy that he was awake at least as he stumbled over and helped untie the knot Amber made. Though there was one thing all the toys came to figure out. Not having poseable fingers made this nearly impossible, but after a few hard set tries they were able to wrap her head. True it didn't look pretty nor was it tight but it should stop the bleeding for now. Sighing once they were sure Amber was going to be okay they all froze at the haunting voice above them.

Y̷͍̅ö̸͎u̸̙̒ ̸̟͑͋͜ḁ̸͆̑l̵̗̿̕͜l̷̠͒͊ ̵̯̂ͅs̵̰͌h̵̦̒ō̴̖̤̏u̸̗̭̿̌l̸̝̄̕d̸͙̒̈́n̷̹̎̇'̵̢̏̔t̴͈̖̽͝ ̵̩͎̀̌b̴̤̦̐̓e̴̦̲̾͆ ̸̳̏ͅĥ̸̳̾ë̵͇̬͗r̶̠̯͌͝ê̴̠͌.̷̟̹͒̒ ̸̡͔̆̄A̷̟̠͊͝n̵̝͑͜d̸̜̖̑͂ ̶̯̒̓ỳ̴̨͕̂ǒ̵̬͜ư̶͎̐͜ ̴̲̫̿̀h̵̡͎̍a̶̝͗͋v̵̤̰͝ē̷̘͋ ̸̙̮̈́͝a̸͓̒͜ň̷͓͋ ̸̘̥̉̉ǐ̶͙̓ṉ̴̒t̸̻́͘ṙ̷̤̜͘u̴̥̽d̶̤̣́̂e̶̳̮̿ŕ̴͍ ̵̜̯̆͠ŵ̷̮i̸̛͕͗t̷͎̾̆h̴͔͂̊ ̴̻͊̈ͅy̸̝̥̍̕o̵͇̞̔ù̸͚͔.̴̨̤́ ̵̹͌G̵̜͖̐i̷̢͗͘v̵̝͐e̴͕̟̽ ̷̖̮̒̂h̸̡̔e̶̻͑̃r̷̘̉ ̴̟̦̔̈́h̶͎̜͒ḛ̴̢̆͝r̵̺̀̓e̴̠̱̓.̸̳͘͜ ̵̻͎̍I̵̜̹͂ ̴̟̜̀́w̶͉͑̐i̶͔͌͠l̶̥͊͝l̴̼̉ͅ ̴̝̒ḋ̴̡̫i̴̳͋̓s̵̘͑p̴̠̽ő̸̺̕s̸͓͋é̵̪̫ ̶̰̈́̑o̷͚̤̒f̸̬̪͋̅ ̶̱̼̂́h̸͉̑ḝ̸̮̚r̷̢̃ ̶̨̣͗́f̵̗͝o̵̥̰͛͐r̸̥̒͝ ̵̹͒͜y̸͍͆͘ő̶̖u̴̘̍.̵͚̓ ̸̗͂R̸̳̳͆é̵̥͠t̷͚̍̉u̵̢͐r̶̙̈́̈́n̶̰̖̅ ̸́̎ͅt̴̰̩̕͠ȍ̷̢̲͠ ̶̦͊͋ͅt̸͓̐͘ḫ̶̆͘ḙ̴̛͙̓ ̸̗̳̋̐G̵͓̈́̽a̷̪̦̓͑m̷͖͛́ḙ̵͓̆ ̴̝̪͒S̶̹̑̽ţ̷̯̿̈́a̵̙͚͒̿t̶̲̺̄̔ì̷̼͉͗ở̶̗̩n̶͖͉͗ ̸͛͜ḁ̷̢́̇t̴͈̏̈́͜ ̷̮̇ö̶͙́̿n̷͚̂͐c̸̬̫̉͑e̵̿ͅ.̵̓͜  

It was Catnap standing on top of the wrecked train. The terror that ripped through the toys was immense on the same level as the fear they had for Mommy but it wasn't enough to betray the girl who promised them freedom. Quickly standing and using his body to block Catnap's view of Amber, Bunzo growled and chittered his reply, making the giant purple cat tilt his head.

S̶̺̿h̴̟͉͗̽e̸̮̍̅ ̶͙̲̍w̴̼͝á̶̯͕̑ṡ̴̝͓ ̵͍̊͂ǎ̸̧̜̀n̷͎̂ ̶̨̮͛͂ó̴͇͍r̶͚͚͌͑p̴̨̯̀̄h̶̫͔̄̕ą̶̹͠n̵͍̼̉̄ ̶̢̩̊̉h̸̞̏̿ë̸̥͖́͌r̴̠͌e̷̻͋ ̴̺͕́ỵ̵͋̕o̵̗̊͝ů̸͙̩ ̴͙̃̈́s̴̥̀̒a̶̡̭̔y̶̧̅̀?̴͈͗ ̸̻͑̈́L̶̨̍̕e̷͎̦̓͝t̵̤̖͌ ̸͎͘m̴̢͚̾e̸̛̻͝ ̸̯̽̀s̸͉̅͆è̴̮̰̚ê̶͕̈ ̷͔͒͝h̸̥̃è̶̠͘ř̵͜.̸̦̪̈́

Catnap rasped red wisps of smoke fanning out into the air with every word he spoke. 

Jumping from the wreckage down to the walkway to slowly stalk closer Catnap barely reacted as the toys trembled at his approach. Quickly hugging Amber near her neck a green Huggy growled a quiet plea for the girl. Standing well above the yellow and green rabbit in front of him Catnap looked at the unconscious teen and tilted his head. The girl indeed looked very familiar to him, especially with the green Huggy clinging to her. 

She was but a tiny toddler then, one who was terrified of him and the other Smiling Critters regardless of whether they were the mini toy sized ones or those of the bigger bodies. She never wanted to be less than ten feet away from them and if any of them got too close she would scream and run away. But then Catnap also remembered a conversation between Stella and another employee about adopting her. 

The girl who once was adamant on fleeing from the guardians of PlayCare let herself get close to them when she would come back to visit PlayCare after her adoption if placate her new mothers worry. Yes he remembered the girl, and the woman who took her home, they had always looked so happy together. It was instant but very brief, a small pang of regret had shot through him. And without thinking Catnap let out a plume of red smoke, it was enough to fill this section of railway for ten feet. It was thick enough to choke on. Silently watching as the toys before him coughed, hacked and wheezed in the smoke Catnap barely reacted as they each fell unconscious.

Turning to the wall on his left and bringing up his clawed hand Catnap wrote RETURN TO THE GAME STATION OR DIE Before turning back to the girl who now looked as if she were experiencing a nightmare. Once again memories of the past filled Catnap, memories of children screaming and crying in terror of the phantom horrors they saw because of the smoke he breathed. Moving as slowly as he could, as if he could break her, Catnap wrapped his tail around the girl.

The prototype would understand he believed, she was just like the other children. He needed to protect her from the dangers that were hidden within this place. And he would, especially from the man who brought her back. What was his goal for bringing her? What did that man plan to do? These were pointless questions but ones that plagued Catnap as he tucked the blond close to his emaciated body.

Turning back the way he came, Catnap leapt back onto the wrecked train avoiding the licks of fire that started growing from the engine before leaping down to get to the other side. Making his way back to PlayCare through the cave system. And back to a safe place where the girl could rest in semi peace. Catnap wa being as careful as a giant cat could be, as he easily traversed the cavern that held the dome that was his domain. Keeping the girl as still as he could while also making sure she stayed asleep with his red smoke as he leapt from ledge to ledge and down the side of the rocky terrain.

Normally Catnap would use the ventilation system but with the girl tucked under his body it'd be too tight of a squeeze. Using one of the dilapidated walkways that snaked through the cave system walls, Catnap finally reached PlayCare. Slinking through one of his hidden tunnels that lead straight into the atrium, Catnap immediately headed for the PlayHouse. Using a claw to unlock the front doors, Catnap easily maneuvered through the massive plush playpen.

Until he paused at the sounds of tiny starving growls and scraping of claws on broken concrete and foam.

Ş̷̘̈́̈ḥ̶̚ĕ̷̬̠ ̸̨̰̍̀ī̷͇̃s̶̫͂̿ ̸̥̆n̴̻̒̕ȍ̸̘̩t̸͍̒ ̶̫̃f̶̹͗ö̷̤̕ŗ̸̓̚ ̷͍̂̈y̷͙̩̍̊o̵̫̓͋u̸̫̯͝.̵̣͈̓̆ ̷͉̑T̸̜̤͝͝o̸̟͔͗ŭ̶̘͛ç̷̪̎h̶̪̭͒̏ ̵̱̉h̸̩͚͊e̸͔̭͊̽r̴̻̄̃ ̵̲̊͊ͅà̴̛̯͈ǹ̶͉̕d̴̦͆ ̵̹͗f̶̧̠̂a̵̺͌͑c̴̥͠ë̸̟̐͜ ̶̢̯͐̔m̶͚̈́ỳ̵̡̉ ̴̈́ͅw̴̗̞̉͝r̸̫̣̚á̵̩t̷̗̄h̸̳̩̆.̷̭̓

Catnap growled his thin fur standing as he scraped his claws against the floor in a warning as spews of red smoke slipped from his lips. Watching as the many tiny silver eyes quickly disappeared back into the shadows, Catnap nodded once satisfied knowing that they would leave the girl alone, before trekking forward down to the cells hidden deep under the PlayHouse. Passing the empty swimming pool and through the double doors.

Catnap immediately turned to the cell on his right, and eased the cell gate open. Trying to avoid the loud creak of metal before entering his old cell, Catnap had to pull his tail out from under his body in order to slip down into the collapsed floor where his claimed bed and room lay, wanting to be careful of the girl in his grasp. Maneuvering the girl onto his clawed up bed, Catnap took a moment to look her over. 

She was covered in small scratches and bruises, mostly from her journey through the factory. But the most glaring injury was the one to the back of her head, it was poorly bandaged. Using a claw to gently prod at the ripped fabric wrapping her head, Catnap squinted as it seemed to stick to the wound and her hair making the girl flinch and groan in her sleep. Not wanting her to wake so soon Catnap again let out a small plume of red smoke, just enough to ensure the girl stayed asleep before he turned to leave.

He needed to go to Home Sweet Home to get her a couple things. Crawling back up through the floor Catnap nudged the creaking cell gate open, finally alerting the other singular resident of the underground prison to his presence.

“Back again so soon? What did those minions of yours not get their fill?” Dogday rasped a pained cough bubbling up between his sentences, as he barely turned his head to the hidden monster that lurked beyond his cell. Squinting at the direction of the Heretic, Catnap prowled closer. Stepping over the planks covering the collapsed section of the floor, Catnap's tail slowly twitched from side to side as he came face to face with Dogday who weakly lifted his head at Catnap's arrival. 

Tilting his head to the side as he eyed the beaten and nearly broken dog before him. Catnap asked him a question he's asked a million times by now.

Ẅ̴͚̳ǐ̴̫͉l̴̛͕͒̾l̵̟̓ ̷̰̉͒̅̕y̶͔͎͋̎̕͝ǫ̴͛̒̅̊ǔ̴̡ ̷͎͍̙̀͌f̴̦̹͆̈́̍i̶͚̥͊͠n̷̘̎̔á̴̠̒͝ļ̷̨͔̑l̸̫̱̟͑y̷̧̐́̕ ̵͈͎́́̈́ͅj̵͍̯͆̄o̸̫̒͆i̴̡̧͕͌n̵̼̯͍̾̈́͋͋ ̴̧̤̋̔̓̈́m̷̬̙͚̩̽e̸̹̾̒̾͘͜ ̷̧͇̭̖͐i̸̠̺̟̍̐n̴̛̳̺̉̅͝ ̷͉̘͔͒̎͗w̸̻͗̐o̸̮͓͆ṛ̸̈́s̵̘̙̑͆̉̐ȟ̴͎̩̟͝ĭ̷̜̼̙̊̅p̷͚̻̭͍͋͊̌ ̵̢̩͉̠̑̄̆̕o̶̞̼͠f̵̲̙͓̣̌̀̅̈ ̶̥̽̀͝t̶͔̺̭̄h̴̨̋ẻ̷̩ ̴̱͕̖̈́͜P̴̠̣̪̈͋̊͜r̷͉͔̺̜̒́̌͂ö̸̱̰̘́̔͘t̵͉͕̯̪̏̾͋͝o̴̡̟͎͠t̷̻͓̜̎͘y̸̞̣͂̚̕p̴̗̫̰̑̀͗͒é̴̟͐̑?̸̮̞̬̐̒̎

Hearing the oh so familiar snarl from deep within Dogday's throat Catnap growled right back angered by Dogdays reply. “I will never follow that monster. What he made us do was wrong.” 

T̶̩̰̬̔͊h̵͖̟͉̺͊̌ȩ̸͍̠͚̄͗̍ ̷̹͝ͅP̷̥̹̈͜ŗ̸͔̿̿o̶̝͓͙̊͐t̶̫͒o̷̦̭͂͆ͅt̵͖́y̵͉̪̔p̵͈̗̓̏̑e̶̜̱̳̋͊ ̵̰̺̪͐͌̕ś̶͙̝̠̑͜͠ę̶͎̏̎̈́̚t̶̹͉̅ ̵̧̟͌͗̑̏u̷͔͉̇͝͠s̶̤͖̥̼͝͠ ̵̣̬̀̀f̵̳͙̲́̔r̸̡͙̾ͅḛ̴̡͒́̊ͅẽ̸̬͚̝̝͒!̸̩̠̦̉͋̈́́ ̵̟̯͖̉̊͆H̵̢̛̝̣͐ȅ̶̖͔͙̞̔̽͂ ̶͚͖͍̀͜i̵͎͇͋̑s̶̗̿̂̃͛͜ ̵͓̺̪͗͐̾͆o̷̱͑̅u̵̦̭̭͌̄̕͠r̴̝̻̤̣͛͘ ̶̘̓s̶̹̘͎̖͗̆́ą̴̜͑̏v̶̛͕́i̷̼̲̟̍̇̂̚o̷͓̥̰̹͂u̷̱͔̐͜ͅr̷̡̼͍͖͒͘ ̷̨͖͑͝a̶̭̞̣̼͑n̴͓͇̳͗͋̎̎͜ḍ̷͚̬̻̑́̉͝ ̵̡̋̂͊̽o̶̬̍͂̾ǔ̸̥̫̟͉r̶̤͋͗̃ ̴̜̞̥͊̔G̵̭̲̘͙̐ȏ̵̖̘̮̘̈͠͝d̷̙͚̓̂̚.̶̲̦̓̚͝͠ 

Catnap yowled his thin fur standing on end as he glared at the strung up heretic. Coughing as his smile widened just the slightest. “He is no god . He is a devil in disguise. A puppeteer pulling your strings to do his bidding.” Dogday spat his voice shaky but all the same proud at the flare of anger that came from the giant cat outside his cell.

Ḫ̴̨͂̿͝E̵̻̙͗͘R̵͖̼̄E̷̱̻̅̊T̷͇͒͝Ì̸̛̥̙̕ͅC̵͎͙̬̿̓̚ !̵̛̙̰̓̚ ̷͙̪̞̆I̵͔̥͂ ̷̘̈́͜w̴̜͉̦̒i̸̡͇̼͐̽̉l̵̪̘̈l̸͍̔͝ ̴̗͈̈́̀͂r̸̛̛̼͉̱̽e̵̩̦̞͛̇v̸̡̳̄̈͌ë̷͎ľ̷̲͖̒̃ ̵̦̖̿̚ͅȉ̵̥̈́n̴̝͔͗ ̷̝͚̙̀t̷̞͂̓h̴͎̮̿͆e̷̦͙̿̓͠ ̸̣̋̉d̵̤̙̈́͐̾ä̴̼̭͔́ȳ̶͖͚ ̶̭̝̼͋̍͂y̵̳̫̻̍͒͠ǒ̸͍̩̤͠u̴͛ͅ ̷̭͊͊͊f̵͍̂͛i̴̮̠̠̔̆̓ṅ̵̾͜a̸͖͉̿͊͊l̶̙̘͌l̶͚̞͔̉̔̑y̶̢̪̠̽ ̸̡͕̈̍p̶̪̲̒̀ë̶͙́r̶̪̼̓̏͜i̶̪͖͐̽̈́ŝ̴̱͂̈́h̴̬̗̆̒!

Catnap hissed moving so quickly that his claws were a blur as it struck and ripped the cracked sun pendant from Dogday's zipper, making the dirty bloody dog violently flinch back from the razor sharp claws. His restraints making him sway pitifully against the wall as Catnap panted expelling copious amounts of red smoke into Dogday’s cell. Making the old leader cough and hack before falling limp. Stepping back as his fur and tail stood straight Catnap looked to the ceiling to take a deep breath and sigh, trying to calm himself lest he wake the girl down the hall.

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Another child was being adopted and leaving Home Sweet Home for a better place. And just like the many times before one of the den mothers had gathered all the children in the orphanage to wish the newest adoptee a celebratory farewell. Standing in the very back with the toddlers, Amber frowned as she curiously looked around. What happened? Why was she here? The last thing she remembered was being on the train. Looking all around her, Amber easily recognized the foyer of the orphanage in PlayCare. Before she turned to look behind her and saw all eight of the Smiling Critter Crew members standing near the back wall, making her freeze.

They all had to stoop down to some degree to fit in the room, the ceiling just wasn't tall enough for any of them to stand properly. But Amber noticed something, though their smiles were ever present they all looked strained, uncomfortable or sad. She never noticed that before. Why did they look upset this was a good thing? Looking down at the back of the heads of the children around her, Amber blinked as everything shifted suddenly. She wasn't looking down at the children anymore but standing amongst them as a three year old toddler while everything wasn't as clear as before. It was like the world suddenly took on the appearance of pointillism painting.

It was jarring and made Amber start to gasp and bring her arms closer to her chest, something felt wrong. Something was wrong. She was dreaming but she never had this dream before. It felt similar to the dream she had of Mommy that morning. It was a memory from her time in the factory of the orphanage. But it was also different from what she remembered, the children in the room were so still, no one moved or made a sound, but there was just so much noise as if they were. The children stood like statues all facing the front but the sound of running and jumping was deafening. The kids were so quiet, though the ringing sound of laughter and joy was heard all around her.

Hearing the front door open, Amber looked up as Dr. White came strolling in. But a glaring detail made Amber hug herself in growing panic, he didn't have a face nor did the den mother who turned to greet him. Their faces were a complete blur, as if someone used watercolor paint to erase  their faces and only blotched in their basic shapes after. 

“ Alright everyone, we just got news that another boy will be leaving us today!  Christopher Rosenberg, a lovely family is waiting to pick you up in the Game Station. And Dr. White was kind enough to volunteer to escort you up there. ”   The den mother said her voice sounded just like Mommy Long Legs, her familiar sweet tone weirdly eased Amber just the slightest as an ashy blond boy walked out of the crowd of children to meet the adults at the front. “ Alright, everyone let's all give Chistopher a proper send off! All together now. 1…2…3… ” 

It was so robotic, every child in the room spoke as one, there was no joy or emotion in their tone. And they all moved as one too, like they were all under a hive mind set. Trembling as she took several steps back away from the children and out of the crowd, Amber then looked to Christopher with a frown. His face was just like the den mother's and the doctor's. She couldn't remember what he looked like. Watching as Dr. White patted him on the shoulder the Doctor waved to everyone before they turned to leave. It was unexplainable, the sudden despair that hit her. It felt like if she let Christopher leave something bad would happen to him.

Moving to run and follow after the duo as they opened the front door, Amber gasped when something suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back so forcefully she lost her balance making her fall back into the person who grabbed her. T̷̟̐h̵̯̀͐̾ȅ̸̞̟̝͘r̶̗͂̇͆è̴̝ͅ ̴̲̮̗̇͗i̶̼̊̕͝s̵̙̃͠͝ ̴̡̥̰̀n̸̨̢̈́̕͝ͅo̴̳̣͛̿ṱ̷͙̭̾̊͝h̷̹̀͌̈i̵̩̣̿͌͌ń̸̯̠̾͝g̶̲̎́ ̵͈̹̝̓y̵͎̙͉͐ỏ̷̳͈̞̉u̵̗̎̾̾ ̶̢̡͈̿̉č̵̛̠͐a̵̮̪̦̾n̵̦̂ͅ ̴̯̋͜ḋ̷̮̋ǫ̸͇͓͛.̶̥͔̰̎ ̸͔̬̝̍Ń̶̙̟o̶̧͗͘w̸͖̍̈́ ̴̱͐̉ï̷̦͍̭͐ț̸̙̌̈͗s̶͖͐ ̴͕̊͒t̴̩̾i̵̞͘m̷̡̱͙̅̅͘e̴̛̩̯̍͂ ̵̻͚̓̽t̴̢̥̀͝ŏ̶̯͍̙͂͝ ̶̗̓w̷̭̓̿̉a̶̟͂ḱ̴̰̼̽̒ẽ̸͖̺̯̎̓ ̷̖̩̀̏ü̵̙͓̈́p̸̨͓͉̏.̴̝͖̕  The voice that spoke sounded gruff and hoarsed. And it sent a horrified chill down Amber's back as she instantly looked over her shoulder and came face to extremely close face with Catnap. 

Her inter being froze at once, it was impulsive. Amber never liked the Guardians of PlayCare no matter how nice and fun they seemed or were. Her nightmares wouldn't let her see past the monsters that plagued her dreams nor did the horror stories the older kids told her only added to her fears. And with the whiff of poppy flowers on Catnap's breath Amber sucked in a quick breath and screamed as if his mere touch burned her.

Shooting up into complete darkness with her scream echoing off the walls, Amber sent something flying off her chest in a full panic as she felt around the massive bed for any source of light. Hearing an animalistic growl Amber then patted herself down for her phone. Feeling her phone charms hanging out of her pocket, Amber instantly yanked on the many small cords to pull her phone free from her hip. 

And with a quick flick of her wrist Amber's flip phone was in hand and flipped up to shine the dim screen light in the direction to the growling snarls where she found a fluffed up Catnap plushy. Screaming once again Amber's foot instantly shot out, kicking the purple plush square in the face sending it spiraling back and off the paw shaped bed. Crawling back just as fast off the clawed up bed Amber grimaced as the back of her head throbbed as she stood using the phones screen to semi light up the space in front of her.

Black beady eyes stared up at her from across the room, its small growls and snarls made Amber pause as it reminded her of Bunzo, the Huggy's, Bron and of Jean. That sent a new wave of panic through her as she started frantically looking around the enclosed space. “Bunzo?! Huggies!? Bron, Tiny, where are you!?” Amber yelled before instantly rounding on the tiny plush and rushing it, making the plush Catnap try and skitter back in shock and panic not expecting the blond to come charging at it.

Grabbing the toy by its scruff Amber held it up to eye level with a glare. “Where are they!? And where am I?!” Amber snapped, giving a shake to the purple plush before instantly pulling it back at the spritz sound coming from its throat expecting the smell of poppy flowers but got a puff of lavender instead. Shocked for a brief moment Amber quickly shook it off as she brought the cat closer. “Answer me.” Amber growled as the plush started to thrash around trying to break free from the blonds hold.

When something bit the back of Amber's ankle, yelping as she dropped the cat plush. Amber kicked her leg out making the red little bear biting her let go and sent it rolling before it popped up growling as it rushed to the cat's aid, putting its body in the away as a guard before they scampered up and out of the room via a pile of collapsed concrete. “Hey! Little bastards, get back here!” Amber snapped chasing after the two plushies. 

The scream that bounced off the prison walls woke Dogday in an instant with a flash of memory. Employees of all ages and job types were running and screaming, all of them trying to find a place to hide as the mascots of the factory killed them. Not a single one of them had control over their bodys as rage and hunger rushed through them. And those in PlayCare made it a sick carnal game to see who could get the most kills. The screams echoed, the sound of flesh tearing and bone breaking filled the cavern that held the orphanage. 

Snapping back to reality when he heard the boards at the entrance creak, and the sound of citters whimpering and claws scraping the tiles. Dogday weakly lifted his head to see a mini Bobby and Catnap come sprinting into his cell and into one of the tunnels in the walls trying to escape from something. “Oh my god.” At the sound of a startled yet pretty voice Dogday turned to see a girl staring at him with a hand over her mouth while a small device lit up the space around them.

She looked so young, the sight of her made the weak canine whimper as he lowered his head looking down to the dried bloody floor. Was this the Angel Poppy promised? This girl was merely a child, she couldn't possibly be the savior he's been waiting for. But why was she here? So far into the depths of the factory that she was in the den of Catnap if she wasn't their promised Angel? Coming to an abrupt stop, Amber froze stiff, the sight before her nearly making her sick. Dogday, the leader of the Smiling Critters was chained to the wall, he looked weak and dirty and so beaten down. But the thing that made Amber tremble was the fact he was missing his lower half, his legs were gone as of they were ripped from his body leavinging a bloody mangle hole.

What happened to him? Why was he strung up like this? Were the other Guardians responsible for this? Gasping through her fingers that covered her mouth Amber flinched at the small weak whine that came from the large canine in front of her as he slumped, seeming too weak to keep his head up. Instantly dropping her phone and rushing forward, Amber stepped on the pile of broken concrete to reach higher as she brought a leg up to support Dogday's weight while she tried to reach the belt buckles that held the Critter Leader to the wall startling the canine in the process.

“Wh-what are you doing?! Stop! You can't be here! You have to leave, before Catnap returns! Leave me and run!” Dogday yelped, his voice croaking and weak before he gasped in pain, having moved and agitated his many wounds. “No way in hell! I don't know what happened or why you're like this but I'm not leaving you.” Amber said grimacing against the blood soaking her jeans while trying not to think of her childhood nightmares involving the dog she was trying to save. Unbuckling the first belt behind Dogday’s head, Amber huffed as Dogday started frantically shaking his head, his big fluffy ears repeatedly smacking her in the face as he tried to convince her to leave.

Spitting and shaking her head to avoid the fluffy ear, Amber grunted before opening her mouth to catch the offending appendage in a gentle bite to hold it still as she got the second belt undone. Jumping at the feeling of his ear being bitten, Dogday tried to pull away. “I'm not worth saving! There is nothing here left to save you're wasting time. You need to escape before the Critters come!” Dogday said panic beginning to eat at him as he heard the familiar sounds of the Mini Critters coming their way through the tunnels.

“Don't you fucking dare say your not worth saving! You're a living being! You bleed, you feel pain, I think you eat and sleep? But I can feel your heartbeat! So that means there's more than enough here to save so shut up and sit still!” Amber ordered spitting Dogdays ear oit to lean back enough to make Dogday look her in the face before she turned back to the belts to her left. Stunned silent Dogday bowed his head, a small mirthless but hopeful smile on his face, thankful to the girl for her stubbornness before he instantly turned to the left.

It was at the last second when she heard the snarl and scrap of claws. Spinning to her right Amber caught the Mini Dogday plush and glared at it. “Bad dog! Bad! I'm trying to get your buddy down, and you’re trying to jump on me! Bad! Now sit ! Stay!” Amber yelled then scolded, pointing at the startled Mini Dogday as its tail instantly curled under its body as it was set on the ground. Pointing at the filthy toy in warning with a heated glare, Amber then turned back to the belt and finally got it unbuckled.

Hearing more growls from the many holes in the walls, Amber turned to each one with a challenging glare, watching as the stuffies cowered and backed off but stayed within sight. Eyeing his mini counterpart who sat like a dejected pet in his prison cell, Dogday turned to get a closer look at the blond girl working to free him. She was covered in many small scratches, bruises, and the makeshift bandage on her head couldn't hide the dry blood sticking to her hair in the back. Perhaps this girl was truly the Angel he waited for.

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She couldn't reach the rest of the belt buckles on Dogday's arms. Glaring at them as if she could undo them with her mind if she stared hard enough, Amber glanced down at the broken bits of concrete leaning against the wall in front of her before turning to Dogday and pointing at it. “Hey I'm going to step up onto this to reach the other buckles. When I unlatch them you're going to have to hold onto me so you don't swing around and hurt yourself.” Amber said having to drop her leg from supporting Dogday's body to step up onto the bit of concrete that gave her the extra height she needed to get the last belt on the left undone.

Grunting as she quickly wrapped her arms around Dogday's chest Amber huffed as she dropped back down to the floor to quickly hike the ex-leader up to wrap her arms lower around him to hold him better and tried not to gag at the wet squishiness that was Dogday’s lower abdomen. Grunting as he flexed his tingling numb fingers as he held onto the blond teen, Dogday shook his head surprised that Amber had gotten this far with minimal interference from the mini Critters who started crowding the four holes in the walls.

Dogday was heavy , surprisingly so since he was half the dog she remembered but thankfully he wasn't as heavy as Huggy was. Hearing a growl from behind her, Amber turned to the mini Dogday who was now joined by several other critters all of them growling with their tiny fur standing on end. “Piss off! I'm getting him down whether you like it or not.” Amner snapped glaring at the small critters who took a step back but still snarled at the girl. Squinting at them Amber spit her tongue out at them and then turned to Dogday who gently patted her back to get her attention. “I can try to undo the other belts if you're capable of holding me up that high.” Dogday said, gesturing to his left as Amber looked up to the last two restraints and nodded. “Yeah, I think I can. Let me just shimmy closer to the wall.” Amber said, shifting her feet to lean against the wall in a semi squat when the Mini Critters growled more.

Getting a few extras to come creeping out from their hiding places. Instantly turning to them with a threatening squint Amber bared her teeth at them and snarled back getting them to flinch back as Dogday paused to eye her. “Try me. I dare you, I can and will bite you.” Amber warned hearing a few snarls and hisses in return but didn't see any movement from the critters as they again backed off, none of them willing to find out if Amber would act on her threat. 

Grunting and braising against the wall more as Dogday got the first belt undone Amber kept her eyes on the many stuffies that started coming out of the woodworks, all of them blocking the front of the cell and many clinging to the walls in preparation. “As soon as you get that last belt undone I think we should run.” Amber murmured quietly, angling her head to the ex-leader as Dogday twitched and looked over his shoulder to see just how many critters were surrounding them. But Dogday found it strange that the critters weren’t attacking or interfering as he was in the middle of his escape. 

Solemnly nodding in agreement Dogday turned back to the buckle and finally got it unlatched. And it was as if that flipped the switch, when all of his weight dropped onto his Angel, Amber pushed off the wall with full force to jump over the critters blocking her escape. Stumbling her landing Amber dropped to a knee and plucked her phone off the ground before popping back up into a sprint slipping the gingelly device into her pocket while still holding Dogday in a tight bearhug as the miniature army of Smiling Critters finally gave chase.

Repeatedly chanting fuck in her head Amber had to toss Dogday forward when the boards at the very front of the prison under foot started creaking and goaning in warning. Watching as the ex-leader hit the ground Amber screamed as the boards finally snapped and gave way under her with her barely catching herself on the opposite ledge the mini Critters were on across from them. Grunting as the Critters leapt at her Amber tried to shake them off as her fingers began slipping. “Angel! Hold on!” Dogday yelled, quickly dragging himself over to grab Amber's wrist to keep her from falling into the sinkhole below while batting away at the Critters clawing at her back trying to climb up and knocking them into the pit below.

Quickly planting her feet on the broken wall and pulling herself up with Dogday’s help Amber scrambled over the ledge and kicked at the Critters that made it up with her back down into the collapsed floor. Breathing hard Amber looked over the edge to see the critters scrambling into the playtube below back into the walls to further the chase. “Oh, fuck off. They're going to follow us through the tunnels!” Amber groaned covering her eyes as she leaned back while Dogday turned to just look at her.

She had freed him. She tried to sacrifice herself for him, this girl had to be the Angel Poppy promised. She was his Angel. Shifting to nudge his head against her side to semi comfort her. “It'll be okay. I know the way out. All we have to do is keep the Critters away.” Dogday said lightly hugging Amber who froze at his sudden contact. Shakely breathing through it Amber then turned to the dingy dog and gently scratched his ears. “Then we better get moving.” Amber said simply, shifting to stand and look around as she pulled her phone out and flipped her screen open to light the way.

Taking a step forward Amber paused and looked down at Dogday who curiously looked up at her when she stopped. Sighing quietly Amber then knelt down and pointed to her back. “Climb up. I don't know what's ahead of us, and I don't want you dragging yourself around and getting hurt.” Amber said, looking over her shoulder at Dogday who openly stared before slowly and hesitantly crawling forward to hoist himself up onto Amber's back, wrapping his arms around Amber's shoulders. 

Making sure that Dogday had a secure hold, Amber slowly stood and wrapped one of her arms behind her to keep Dogday from slipping off. Shivering at the sticky wet fabric of Dogday's lower torso, Amber grimaced as she started walking. “If you're uncomfortable you don't have to carry me Angel.” Dogday started making Amber shake her head. “I'm fine. Is just weird feeling your squishiness. If we come across a sewing kit I'll help patch you up.” Amber said walking past the cell she came out of and through the doors that lead to an empty pool.

“Whoa. That's unsettling.” Amber murmured looking down into the deep end where an inch of smelly murky water sat. Hearing a small pained sigh come from Dogday a second later Amber glanced at him as she bent forward to bounce him up higher on her back before walking around the pool. “I remember teaching the children how to swim.” Dogday said after a moment his tone sounded both sad and reminiscent as Amber huffed in a chuckle. “I remember. Hoppy was your assistant, right? So many kids to keep watch of it took two of you to handle them all.” 

She said getting a startled surprised look from the canine on her back. “Were you..?” Dogday started his voice dying at the end as Amber nodded silently. “An orphan? Yeah. I was given to the Playtime Orphanage when I was a baby and stayed here until I was three.” Amber said, gently kicking the door open to a spiral staircase as Dogday continued to stare at the blond trying to remember her when he suddenly got it. “You're the little girl that hated us! Whenever me or the other Critters would try to get close you would let out the most terrified scream and run away.”

He said lifting himself higher to get a better look at Amber who tried to look away from him in slight embarrassment. “Yeah, that was me. Sorry about that.” Amber murmured then apologized as she climbed the stairs on all fours so she wasn't scraping Dogdays head against the ceiling after sticking her phone back in her pocket. Laying his head down on her shoulder to avoid the ceiling. “Wh- Can I ask why you were so afraid of us?” Dogday asked as Amber passed the miniature doorway that led to the playroom as she looked at Dogday. “Nightmares.” Amber said simply making the ex-leader on her back tilt his head needing a better explanation than that.

Sighing as she dropped and shook her head as she paused her ascent up the stairs, Amber tapped her fingers on the cold concrete before looking up to see where she was going again. “I used to have really horrible nightmares about you and the other critters either tearing me apart, throwing me into the caves outside  or eating me whole.” Amber started to explain before lifting a hand to wave it as if to shoo away the memory before rolling her eyes. “It also didn't help that some of the older kids used to tell us made-up scary stories about you guys eating the flesh and drinking blood of naughty children.” Amber confessed getting a long blank look from Dogday, this being the first time he's ever heard of the kids spreading horrible things about him and the others. 

Cringing a bit Amber quickly lifted a hand to push Dogday's face away from her to stop him from staring. “Okay quit staring! It's really not helping my anxiety here.” Amber said coming to a stop at the top of the stairs where it had collapsed in. blocking the rest of the way to an exit. “Oh what the hell. It would've taken us to the front door.” Amber groaned sitting back onto her calves as Dogday turned to look a head as well. “We might be able to dig through it.” Dogday offered as Amber frowned and turned to lean back and looked behind her while holding Dogday so he wouldn't fall. “Oorr…We can figure out a way to climb up there and go through the exit.”

Amber said pointing up to the platform walkway above the cramped spiral stairs making Dogday nod. “That could work also.” He said as Amber carefully stood up to see how high up the platform was and found that it was a little above her shoulders. “Oh this should be easy. Here you climb up first.” Amber said bending forward to be a human ramp for Dogday to use as he painfully dragged himself up onto the exit pathway. Waiting for the ex-leader to move back and give her some room, Amber then held onto the ledge as she squatted down to then jump to give herself enough momentum to try and hike herself up as well.

Swinging her leg up to catch her foot on the ledge Amber kicked and swung herself up enough to grab the first rung of the railing to help climb up and over it. Huffing a sigh as she sat and then laid down Amber took a moment to catch her breath as Dogday rested on his elbows to applaud her. Looking over to see if he meant the applause as a joke Amber lifted her legs up to help swing herself back up into a sitting position. “We should check and see if the doors actually unlocked.”

Amber said, picking herself up off the floor to take the three steps over to the red exit door to push the grimy handle in. Smiling as the door swung into a dark hallway Amber turned to smile at Dogday when he suddenly tried scrambling forward. “Look out!” No sooner had Dogday yelled, something wrapped its arms around Amber's chest and mouth and yanked her into the darkness as the door slammed shut behind her.

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Utter panic is all Amber felt as she tried to break free from the suffocating grip her kidnapper had on her. Kicking her feet while trying to swing her arms Amber squeaked as her assailant sprinted through a door that led out to the cavernous cave outside of PlayCare and immediately turned right where a rusty rickety metal stairwat leading up along the side of the dome awaited them. Heart beating a mile a minute Amber fell flat on her butt as she was suddenly dropped.

But before Amber could do anything a clawed foot shot out and pinned her to the wall. “Scream and you'll regret it girl. I have some questions and you’re going to answer them.” Blinking rapidly up at the creature that took her, Amber registered a big dirty yellow bird. A bird she knew from her childhood even though he had drastically changed. He only had half of his beak and four long ugly scars going from the top of his right temple down over his eye and beak that ended at his chin. While his feathers looked as if large patches had been ripped from him leaving bald patches and more long scars covering his body.

“KickinChicken?!” Amber yelled in shock at the sight of one of the PlayCare Guardians, pressing herself back into the wall and away from the scared bird that got extremely close to her face with a scowl. “That's the name, don't wear it out. Otherwise we'll see how long it takes for you to hit the bottom.” Kickin snarled a deep growl forming in his throat, as he grabbed hold of Amber with his foot to swing her out over the edge of the plateau PlayCare sat on.

Instantly grabbing onto Kickin's leg and begging not to be dropped as tears started streaming down her face Amber's vision blurred as the large chicken pivoted and slammed her to the ground and put a decent amount of his weight on her chest to keep her pinned and disoriented. Getting the air and the senses knocked out of her Amber gasped as she tried to breath. “Now then. What are you doing here? And who is the man running around Home Sweet Home?” Kickin asked, dropping down into a squat as Amber desperately tried to move the large chicken's foot off of her ribcage to breathe.

Vision beginning to become spotty Amber blinked several times and weakly kicked her legs when the door behind Kickin suddenly bust open and a loud feral snarl was heard before Dogday tackled the large chicken from behind knocking Kickin off of Amber as Dogday bit into Kickin,s shoulder making the scared bird screech in pain and try and reach back to yank the dog off. Rolling onto her side to cough and gasp Amber fully rolled onto her stomach to turn to see the mini fight before her.

KickinChicken had just gotten hold of Dogday by the leather belt strap still wrapped around his left arm and forcibly yanked him off and over his shoulder to slam him down onto the ground. Quickly rolling over and lunging once more, Dogday yanked Kickin's leg out from under him, causing the chicken to fall flat giving the canine the chance to pounce and try and bite the bird's throat. Barely catching Dogday by the jaws and keeping him at bay both animals let out a horrifying growl at one another before Amber shakily got up and sprinted forward.

Stumbling a couple steps Amber squinted and shook her head as she dived, tackling Dogday off of Kickin and tried to hold the thrashing dog back as Kicken rolled over his shoulder and got into a low stance ready for a fight when he froze. “W-wait Dogday! It's KickinChicken! Stop!” Amber yelled having to wrap her legs around the large canine as her arms held Dogday's shoulders keeping him from being able to swing them around to roll back onto his stomach. “Dogday!? You're alive!” Kickin suddenly yelled leaping forward to grab the canine's face to look at him, a surprised happy smile breaking across his scar riddled face, as Dogday finally snapped out of his blind rage.

 Reathung hard as he instantly relaxed into Amber, Dogday slowly blinked up at his old friend before a shocked breath escaped him. “Kickin?” Dogday murmured as his friend burst into laughter and yanked him out of Amber's hold to put him in a headlock and roughly but playfully noogy the dog ignoring the bleeding bite wound to his shoulder as Dogday yelped and tried to break free. Left sitting in slight confusion Amber looked from Dogday to Kickin then back at Dogday when her head suddenly throbbed making her flinch and hiss in pain as she hoverd a hand over the bandaged wound on the back of her head blood slowly beginning to seep out from under the makeshift bandage.

Hearing Amber gasp, Dogday forcefully shoved Kickin away from him, making the big yellow bird drop him. Falling to the ground where he quickly dragged himself over to the blond to worriedly look her over Dogday let out a small quiet whine. “Angel, are you alright?” Dogday asked, pushing himself up enough to gingerly touch the back of Amber's neck, making her flinch away. “I've hit my head so many times tonight it's not even funny. But I'm fine. Just don’t touch it.” Amber snapped smacking Dogday's hand away as she blinked and groaned holding her head while Dogday sat back his ears pulling back behind his head while Kickin watched from the side and tilted his head slowly.

“Oi, Leader. What's the story with the girl?” Kickin asked, his joy suddenly gone as he pointed to Amber, making Dogday turn to him and glance at Amber. “She's our promised Angel. She freed me from my prison down in Play House.” Dogday explained as Kickin crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow when Amber blinked. “Your promised what? I'm not an angel.” Amber said, turning to Dogday who turned to her. “Of course you are. Why else would you be here if you weren't. Why would you save me if you weren't here to save us?” Dogday asked as Amber used the wall to her left to slowly stand.

“I- We came looking for answers as to what happened ten years ago. We didn't know what we were walking into. And I can't stand seeing people in pain so its a no brainer as to why i helped you.” Amber said as Dogday tilted his head. “We?” He asked curiously as Kickin huffed in amusement. “She's talking about the old employee scampering around Home Sweet Home. Missy here didn't come alone.” Kickin said, nodding his chin to Amber while Dogday looked between him and her in thought before Amber suddenly stepped forward to grab Kickin in worry, a sudden thought hitting her like a freight train. “Wait, Jean's down here? Were there others with him?” 

Amber asked as Kickin pulled his wrist free and shook his head. “Unless you're asking about Catnap tailing him, no.” Kickin said as Amber seemed to pale as she turned to look over the edge of the plateau looking for the emergency escape bridge. “Where's the fire escape?! I have to get back to the train station to make sure the others are okay!” Amber said, sprinting along the edge and away from the two Citters who curiously looked at one another before Kickin scooped Dogday up to chase after the blond teen.

“The bridge collapsed a long time ago. Who else are you talking about? Did you bring more humans with you when you came here?” Kickin asked, easily catching up to Amber who suddenly stopped and whirled around on the bird, her eyes wide and frantic. “What do you mean it collapsed ?! It was an emergency escape! And I'm not talking about other humans, I'm talking about the others who were in the Game Station! Bunzo, the Huggys, and Bron! They were with me when the train crashed! I need to see if they're okay!”

Amber shouted her voice echoing off the cave walls while the two Critters stared at her. “That's not possible. Those toys weren't allowed to leave the Game Station.” Dogday said as Kickin nodded. “Yeah they belong to Mommy's territory. If they knew what was good for them, they would've turned back.” Shaking her head adamantly and making herself dizzy. “No! I told them I was going to take them home with me!” Amber said, about to turn and run again when Kickin dropped Dogday to grab Amber and yank her back, nearly lifting her off the ground a deep angery growl leaving his throat as he squinted down at Amber.

“You're lying ! We're not allowed out of the factory! If we even attempt to leave, it's a death sentence!” Kickin snarled an angry growl lacing his tone making Dogday bark. “Kickin let her go!” Making the chicken glare at the canine before shoving Amber away and turning to head back to the stairwell wrapped around the PlayCare dome. Barely catching herself from falling Amber grimaced as her vision blurred for a moment, making her lean on her knees and tightly shut her eyes.

Looking from his friend to Amber, Dogday  gently patted her back. “Are you okay? You're looking pale, Angel.” He asked as Amber slowly blinked at him with a squint. “I think I have a concussion? But other than that I'm fine.” Amber said slowly standing up to look where Kickin had gone before she turned to pick up Dogday. “Hey! What're you doing?! You don't have to carry me! You shouldn't be carrying me if you do have a concussion!”

Dogday said, trying to wriggle out of Amber’s hold as she grunted, hiked him up like a toddler, and started to walk towards the stairs. “I can feel that you’re bleeding. Dragging yourself around will only make it worse. So sit tight.” Amber said, jogging up the steps as Dogday huffed and laid his head on her shoulder. “Just as you don't want me to overdo it. I don't want you to push yourself.” He said as Amber came up to a large security room built into the side of the PlayCare dome.

“Whoa how long has this place been here?” Amber asked, poking her head into the room to see multiple monitors showcasing different areas of the five buildings in Playcare while the other side held a large makeshift sleeping area where Kickin sat. “It's been here the whole time. Do you really think the staff wouldn't be watching? That they left your care in our capable paws and feathers?” Kickin asked snidely, pushing himself off the mess of pillows and blankets as Amber ventured further into the security room to plop Dogday down on an office chair.

“Kickin, you're being rude. She and her companion are here to save us.” Dogday said, making Kickin huff and roll his eyes as he opened his mouth to argue while Amber turned to look at the monitors of Home Sweet Home where she saw Jean sneaking up behind the giant Bobby Bear statue to take its battery while Catnap slunk through the halls, his ears perked and alert. Jean looked relatively unharmed, though his shirt was ripped and dirty with a small cut over his eyebrow that had long since stopped bleeding.

Looking at the other monitors Amber frowned at them. The Toy Store screens were all black either they were all dead or something was covering them, while the School's looked desolate and empty when a brief shadow passed over one of them making Amber glance down to the many keys that would shift the views. “Do any of these show the train station?” She asked turning to the two Critters who paused in their quiet argument to turn to her.

“Why? So you can see no one's there?” Kickin asked, making Amber frown, shake her head and then turn to start pressing random buttons. “Hey! The fuck! Stop that!” Kickin yelled leaping forward to smack Amber's hands away from the keypad making her fight to press more buttons. “Dammit KickinChicken, language! You're going to set a bad example for her!” Dogday said using the office chair to roll over to Amber and Kickin to get in the middle of them as they stared at him.

Choosing to keep his beak shut about the irony in Dogday's choice of words Kickin breathed in before silently grabbing the back of the office chair to swing Dogday around behind him before turning to Amber. “First of all. No, these cameras are only centered around the PlayCare. And secondly. Stop touching my shit if you're going to stick around here.” Kickin said pointing at Amber then to the entire room making the teen huff and look away while crossing her arms.

“Alright, fine. But is there anywhere else that might show the train station?” Amber asked, getting a long sigh from Kickin. “Not that I'm aware of.” He said turning to fix the cameras while Dogay turned to the screens and tilted his head. “Kickin, why are the Toy Store camera's black? Do the generators not work?” Dogday asked, making the chicken pause as his feathers literally ruffled as he tensed. “No, they're on. The Toy Store has power.” He said simply making Amber raise a curious brow at him. “Then why are they all dark?” She asked as Kickin turned to the said screens sadly. “Because Crafty doesn't want to be seen.”

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The sudden tension in the room sent chills down Amber's back as she looked to the black screens while Dogday stared at Kickin who couldn't meet his eyes. “Crafty's alive? Kickin 'why isn't she with you?” Dogday asked leaning to the side to force the chicken to look at him. Sighing as he ran his feathered fingers through his long mangled feathery crest. “It's safer for all of us if she stays in the Toy Store.” He began slowly making Amber turn to him and frown.

“What do you mean safer ?” She asked worriedly as Kickin again sighed and turned to go to his makeshift nest. “Crafty…went through a psychotic break. She'll attack anyone she sees.” Kickin started his silver eyes down cast, making Dogday push off the table to roll over to Kickin to comfort him. “As you know after what we did, we all had to deal with it in our own way. Picky and Bobby with cooking and baking, Bubba with his books, me with the pool, Hoppy jogging around the dome outside, and Crafty made art.” Kickin said, making Dogday slump slightly as Amber silently listened, unable to think of anything to say.

“I know you took the whole ordeal the worst, and that you needed your space. But I should've gone to you before doing what I did. Maybe if I had gone to anybody really Hoppy and Bobby would still be here.” Kickin said curling into himself as Dogday seemed to realize what Kickin was saying. “You tried to leave?” He asked getting a silent nod in return. “I convinced Crafty, Hoppy, and Bobby to come with me. But it went so wrong, so terribly wrong and I'm the one to blame for it.”

Kickin said his voice breaking as he buried his face in his hands, getting Dogday to gently rub his back as Amber slowly came closer to at least give moral support to the troubled bird. Gently patting the large chicken on the shoulder Amber licked her lips nervously as she almost stopped herself from asking. “What happened?” The instant regret Amber felt made her want to crawl into a hole and never come out with the flat side glance that came from Dogay.

Huffing a forced humored laugh as he turned to look at Amber. “I always wanted to go outside. To feel the sunlight just once. And we were promised freedom for our compliance so I thought I could go outside. I wanted my friends to be there with me. I'm the reason the emergency escape is gone. I thought we could leave, and I was so wrong. We were made here and we'll die here .” Kickin spat his voice full of anger and hoarse with a tinge of his growl in it making Amber stare then look to Dogday who wouldn't meet her gaze.

“So when you said if you attempt to leave it's a death sentence you were talking from experience.” Amber said squatting down to look up at Kickin while holding his hand and rubbing her thumb on his shoulder. “Yeah. I took the first steps in leaving followed by Hoppy and Bobby. They looked so happy and excited at the time, but Crafty was hesitant and scared. I had hoped going outside would help her.” Kickin continued sitting up to look up at the ceiling lost in his past.

“I told Hoppy and Bobby to go on ahead so I could comfort Crafty, and talk her through it. But that’s when that bastard showed up. He claimed we were going against the will of “our” savior. That we were betraying him by leaving. Dogday. He was so angry . And everything he said just upset me.” Kickin said, turning to Dogday who solemnly nodded, making Kickin begin to tremble as he broke down more.

“I got angry. I was so blinded by my own desires that I didn't think about the others and what could've happened to them. I picked the fight. I argued back. I struck first. And because of me Crafty got a front row seat to an overwhelmingly one sided beating that sent her over the edge. And to top it off Hoppy and Bobby were already too far across the bridge to do anything. They were just following my lead. And because of that they suffered a fate worse than mine. Catnap broke the supports holding the bridge. I heard their screams as it toppled.”

Kickin said as he started to sob folding into himself as Amber stared with wide eyes her mind reeling from the thought of utter betrayal Kickin must've felt from his friend. Frowning as she stood Amber tightly wrapped her arms around Kickin and slowly rocked while petting him. “It's not your fault. You only wanted to help your friends.” Amber whispered, making Kickin bristle as he tried to shove her away. “Yes it is!”

He shouted a fierce glare pointed to Amber who had a secure hold on the bird. “Then how? Explain it to me.” Amber said shifting to get a little closer to Kickin who was still trying to break free, all the while Dogday didn't know who to help in this situation. “Explain?! I already did! I caused my friend's deaths! I broke Crafty!” Kickin yelled, putting most of his strength into pushing against Amber's stomach to push her away. Grunting and bracing against the floor Amber twisted in a way that tipped Kickin back into his bed letting Amber pin him.

“So you knew if you left you would've gotten in trouble?! You knew that the emergency escape could be so easily broken?! That Crafty would've seen everything?!” She snapped, making the chicken growl. “I didn't! I didn't know any of that would've happened!” He yelled instantly, getting Amber to gently hold his face and wipe away the tears building in his eyes. “Then it's not your fault. You only wanted to experience freedom and you wanted to share that feeling with your friends. You didn't know anything bad would've happened. So how could you be blamed for it?”

Amber asked, making Kickin stop and stare up at her before taking in a sharp breath and flipping her up and over him into the pillows and blankets to get up and leave slamming the door behind him. Huffing as she threw off a pillow and kicked away a blanket Amber looked at Dogday with a pout. “Does he always run away when there's something he doesn't want to hear?” Amber asked flipping onto her stomach to crawl out of the messy nest.

Reaching over to try and help her out of the mess of blankets and pillows, Dogday lightly shook his head with an endearing smile. “I believe it's part of his cool guy persona. It's not cool to be seen in a vulnerable state.” Dogday explained making Amber click her tongue and glance at the monitors to see Catnap pass behind Jean without him noticing. Making her immediately realize something. “Oh my god! Catnap isn't your friend anymore is he?!” 

Amber screamed, scrambling out of the makeshift bed to run to the monitors before turning the grab Dogday by the shoulders. Sadly shaking his head. “No, not anymore Angel. He's the one who did this to me, and he's the one who hurt Kickin.” Dogday said a hint of anger in his voice before Amber let out a shaky breath before she spun around and sprinted out the door and down the stairs. Skipping steps and hitting the bottom Amber glanced to the exit she had initially come out of before running past it to find a different exit that would let her into the actual PlayCare dome.

Running almost a quarter of the building Amber finally found a door and body slammed into it breaking the rusted hinge allowing the door to swing open. Falling flat and finding herself in a pitch black maintenance hallway. Amber pushed herself up and pulled out her phone to flip it open and use its light to flash up and down the hallway. Choosing to go left Amber ran until she came to another door. Quickly twisting the handle and swinging the door open Amber choked on the thick red smoke smelling of poppy flowers that filled the room. 

Stepping back and shutting the door Amber coughed several times until her throat felt raw making sure that the gas was fully out of her system. Gasping a few deep breaths to prepare herself to hold her breath, Amber took one last deep breath before plugging her nose and opened the door. Using her phone to light her way Amber found herself in a giant room with a closed hatch in the very center of the room.

Quickly moving along, Amber found a half closed shutter door. Dropping to the floor and crawling under Amber was quick to get back to her feet to start running as her lungs began to burn and convulse needing proper air. Sprinting through the room and through another door that wasn't filled with Poppy gas Amber let out the breath she'd been holding to gasp several times as she bent down to rest on her knees.

Breathing until she'd calmed down, Amber used her phone as a light when the lights suddenly turned on, nearly blinding her. Groaning as she rubbed her eyes, Amber walked along the hallway until she came to a door that led out to the PlayCare courtyard next to the trolley system. Taking a couple steps to look around Amber had a sudden onset of unwanted nostalgia as she looked around, flashes of memory taking up her vision as a much cleaner PlayCare played out before her.

Kids of all ages were running around, some heading for school, others rushing in and out of the PlayHouse, while a large group headed up to the trolley to be taken up to the Game Station for an afternoon of fun games. Looking around as more random memories came to her Amber nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard Jean calling her name from across the room. Looking around wildly for her guardian Amber spotted the bearded man on an automatic lift heading down. “Jean!” Screaming out for her guardian Amber sprinted down the stairs in front of the Trolley to meet up with him, relieved that he was okay.

Passing by the Smiling Critters Statue Amber grinned as Jean decided that he couldn't wait for the lift to dock as he hopped the railing to drop the last several feet to the ground where his legs gave out from under him with his momentum before he was picking himself up to sprint at her. Meeting in the middle with a tight embrace Amber sniffed trying to stop herself from crying as Jean let go just enough to get a look at her. “What happened!? You're covered in blood and your heads wrapped! Do you have any burns? Bruises? Cuts? Let me see.”

Jean said clear panic and worry written on his face as he turned Amber around to look her body up and down for more wounds before gently uncovering the back of her head and moving her hair to see a large bump and a freshly drying scab the size of her pinky stretching across it. Flinching out of pain Amber took a step away and swatted at Jean. “I'm fine! But what happened to you?! Did you see Bunzo and the others?”

Amber asked lightly, touching the dried streak of blood leading from Jean's temple down to his jaw. Grabbing her hand and moving it away from his wound. “Nothing really. I failed to stop the train properly causing it to crash as you know. And when I came to that fucking giant ass cat threw me in the trash compactor. And no. I thought they were with you? I thought you followed the tunnel either back to the Game Station or outside. How did you end up down here?” Jean asked, making Amber's eyes widen for multiple reasons before flicking behind Jean to spot Kissy sitting in the corner of the lift with Poppy perched on her shoulder.

“You! You complete asshole! You switched the train tracks on us!” Amber yelled moving to charge at Poppy when Jean caught her. Pointing at the doll who calmly turned when her name was called, Amber squinted as her shouting grew in volume. “Do you understand what you did? You could have gotten us killed! Jean's a doctor not a damn train conductor! Why did you do it?!”

Watching as Poppy lightly sighed Amber noticed the long crack framing her face as Kissy tilted her head curious to see another person. “I'm truly sorry for keeping you here. But believe me when I say I had to. There's so much you don't understand. As you can clearly see, everything you knew as a child was a lie. And now. Now it's time to end everything. For the truth to come out. We can't stay here, it's not safe for us. Jean, Ollie will call you.” Poppy said, looking from Amber to Jean as the lift started rising, leaving Amber reeling at what she said.

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Amber was feeling many things at the moment. Frustrated, confused, a little scared, tired, hungry, thirsty, and she couldn't put any of it into words as she watched Poppy and Kissy disappear above an observation platform. Clapping her hands together and pressing her fingers to her lips with a long hum, Amber then turned to Jean to point at him as she laced her fingers together while she put her thoughts in order. “Who is Ollie and why would he call you?”

Amber asked, making Jean turn to her and clear his throat. “I uh, haven't met the kid. But apparently he's sided with Poppy and he's helping me get around this place by sending me keys and batteries.” Jean said, pulling out a set of keys from his pocket with a tag labeled HSH. Staring for a long moment Amber slowly squinted at the older man. “And that's not at all suspicious to you?” Amber asked, tilting her head as she crossed her arms as Jean looked away from her with a half shrug.

“After everything? I won't complain about having at least a few allies on our side.” Jean said getting a slow nod in return. “Uh-huh, you referred to this Ollie as a kid. How old is he?” Amber asked, getting another shrug from Jean. “I don't know. But he sounds like a little boy.” He said making Amber suck on her teeth before taking a deep breath. “ Okay then. Here's what we're gonna do. We-” Amber had begun to say when a telephone started ringing, making Jean lift a finger to shush her as he turned to look at his back pocket to pull out a clunky childish boxlike house phone painted red and yellow.

“Ollie, hey, I found Amber! Or well we found each other…Okay? I can do that. Amber hold tight real quick.” Jean said, putting his hand over the receiver as he turned to the blond teen before he walked off up the stairs towards Home Sweet Home. Huffing at the older man as he left, Amber lifted her hands up in annoyance before letting them dramatically drop to smack her thighs as she spun around grumbling angrily to herself as she marched over to the sky tram.

“You know what? I'm going back to the train station myself ! You wanna walk around doing your own thing, listening to random children on creepy phones and a doll that literally kidnaped us. Fine! But if you believe for a goddamn second that I'm going to just wait around for you to do what ever the fuck your ordered to do like a damn dog, then your completely delusional. You do you, you bloody puppeteered jerk. I'm not playing that game. Screw you, that doll, and whoever Ollie is. I'm going to go find my toys and make sure they're okay.”

Ignoring the few blood spatters and dead toys on her way up the stairs Amber heard Jean calling for her, making her glance back at him as she found the operators panel and started clicking buttons. “Amber, what are you doing!?” Hopping into the trolley as the door opened Amber held the door in place just long enough to pop her head out and scream. “Going back to the train to check on my friends!” Before ducking back and letting the door shut as Jean moved to sprint her way wanting to stop the tram.

Sitting down and crossing her arms, Amber watched as the trolley started rolling out of the docking station as Jean called out for her again as he passed the Smiling Citters Statue. Spitting her tongue out as the trolley began circling the room in its accent upwards Amber turned back around and started bouncing her leg. As a child this ride was long and boring and was normally passed with excited conversation with other kids. But now as she was older and there was no one to talk to. Amber let herself sag in her seat to stare at the ceiling.

“Okay, maybe this wasn't a smart idea going in alone. Aahh, damn I totally just ditched Dogday! When I come back down I'll find a way back outside to go get him.” Amber muttered covering her face for a moment before letting her arms fall to her sides where she felt a backpack to her right. Curious enough to pull it onto her lap and shift through it, Amber found old weather damaged kids drawings of a little boy with a few of the factory mascots. Flipping through them one by one Amber chewed on her cheek as she flipped the last one over to see there was a name. Damian Caldwell age 7.

Humming as she put the pages back Amber zipped the bag closed and delicately placed it next to her as the tram finally docked at the train station. Jumping up and out the door as it opened, Amber rushed down the stairs and hopped over the turntables. Coming to a slow stop to look around the dilapidated station, Amber blinked at the blood stained statue of Huggy before shaking her head to run down the walkway towards the train as she pulled out her phone for a light. Stopping at the sight of the train Amber's eyes widened at the mangled mess that used to be the train.

Slowly coming closer Amber found several scorch marks and metled places indicating that a fire had broken out. Carefully tapping the metal to test its temperature Amber found that it was a tolerable hot, like a car's hood in the middle of summer. “Okay, now to climb up and over.” Amber mumbled trying to find purchase as she shut her phone to stick it in her bra as she started climbing. Being as careful as she could, the teen soon sat at the top of the destroyed train and had to squint into the darkness before pulling her flip phone back out.

Scanning the area the best she could from where she was at Amber grimaced as she knew she had to go down there to find her toys. Having to be just as careful as she climbed down Amber had just dropped back to the floor before she heard two familiar growls and chirps making the blond teen whirl around to see Tiny Huggy and Bron come charging at her. Dropping down with a wide smile and her arms open Amber scooped the two toys up into a hug. “I'm so glad you two are okay! I'm so sorry you guys got left behind! Though I don't actually know how you were left. Anyway, where's Bunzo and the other Wuggys?”

Amber asked, looking around for the larger toys while adjusting her hold on the small toys as Huggy crawled up to sit on her shoulder while Bron laid on her arm like a pampered chihuahua before Huggy lifted a paw up to the wall. Squinting in the darkness Amber pulled out her phone and shined its light on the wall to read. RETURN TO THE GAME STATION OR DIE. Staring at the words for a moment and rereading them again Amber looked down the tunnel. “Did they really go back? But, I made a promise to take you guys home.”

She mumbled before turning to put Bron and Huggy down near the train. “You two stay here Im'a go down a couple feet and see if I can call for the others. Maybe they haven't gotten that far.” Amber ordered, gently patting the two on the head before spinning around to jog a good several feet away from them. Believing that she was a good distance away from the two toys Amber sucked in a large breath and cupped her mouth. “BUNZO!!! HUGGY'S!!! I'M HERE!!!” Screaming as loudly as she could, Amber had to quickly clap her hands over her ears as her voice loudly echoed off the walls making her grimace.

“Okay, Jean was right. I'm loud as hell when I want to be.” Amber muttered after clearing her throat before glancing around and spotted her backpack and Grabpack down on the train tracks. “Oh! Hell yeah!” Amber yelled happily jumping down to toss up her backpack and swing the Grabpack onto her back before struggling to climb back up onto the walkway. Huffing as she finally pulled herself up Amber turned back to Tiny Huggy and Bron and found them clutching each other as they stared at her startled by her yelling. 

Instantly feeling bad about the abuse their tiny ears just went through Amber quickly ran over with her backpack in hand. “I'm so sorry! I thought I was far enough away from you guys. Are you alright?” She asked, dropping down to their height as they peeled away from one another to chirp their reply before Huggy patted her hand, his smile stretching a little. Tilting her head and trying to figure out what the gesture meant Amber shifted to sit against the wall with her legs crossed and her backpack next to her. “It's going to take a lot of time to understand what any of you are saying. But that's okay.” Amber said happily picking up Huggy and Bron to sit them on her lap as she gently started petting them. 

Sitting for a few minutes Amber looked down the train tunnel and tilted her head. “I wonder if the others heard me? I'll wait a few more minutes before trying to call for them again.” Amber said before chuckling at the startled looks from the two toys as they quickly shook their heads. “Was I really that loud?” She asked before huffing at the instant nod from the two. “Alright, fine. I won't call for them again. We'll just have to walk our happy butts back to the Game Station to get them.” Amber said, turning down the tunnel hoping to hear something when both Huggy and Bron flinched and jumped up.

Getting up as well Amber blinked as they bolted down the tunnel, a terrified screech leaving them as they disappeared into the darkness. 

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The wisp of red smoke and the smell of poppy coming from right behind her along with the unfamiliar hoarse sound of a raspy voice was enough to send Amber into instant fight or flight. And with how startled she was, and after what she's been through the entire night Amber's body chose to fight as she whirled around with a frightened scream as she put as much force into her swing as she punched Catnap who'd silently followed her.

And her aim was meant to go for his eye but ended up right into Catnaps mouth where a horrid crunch echoed off the walls before the large cat screeched in pain as he flinched back and smacked Amber away coughing and hacking as his smoke dispenser sputtered and fizzed out. Hitting the ground with a roll as her head and vision spun Amber barely pushed herself up before she puked, coughed, and puked again. Shakily standing Amber barely got her bearings straight when an animalistic hiss came from her left, making her turn to see Catnap lunging for her.

Screaming as she tripped over her feet Amber fell flat on her back and grabbed at the Grabpack handles to try and defend  herself when a new unfamiliar bark made her look up in time to see a blur of blue and purple launching itself at Catnap with the sound of hundreds of foot falls behind it. Scrambling back Amber couldn't understand what she was seeing as a cacophony of snarls, growls, and hisses came from the two large brawling creatures in front of her. Feeling a gentle tap on her shoulder Amber flinched away and turned to see Bunzo grinning at her before he pulled her into a hug.

Utterly confused, Amber let go of her Grabpack to push Bunzo away to look back at the fight, realizing that the giant snarling multi-legged creature trying to bite at Catnap was PJ Pugapiller. “W-wait! Stop!” Amber started to say when Bunzo picked her up by the waist and turned to run back the way he and PJ had come. “Bunzo?! Stop, they're going to kill each other!  We have to stop them!” Amber said, dropping her feet to the ground to trip up the large yellow rabbit. 

Smacking the floor with Bunzo landing on top of her Amber heard multiple soft growls of confused concern from the Mini Huggy's who helped the two up. “We have to go back! I don't want to see or hear anyone else die!” Amber pleaded, breaking away to sprint back to the train wreck where she saw Catnap viciously swipe his claws over PJ's muzzle and eyes, making the mixed animal pull back and shake his head as the giant cat hissed and moved to leap over the train to get away. 

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Catnap snarled glaring at Amber and the toys around her before turning to leap back over the train. Leaving Amber to stare after him before turning to PJ who was shaking his head, trying to shake of the blood in his eyes his fluffy fuzzy fur still standing on end.

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“PJ! Are you okay?” No sooner had Amber said those words did the pugapillar turn to her with a snarl. It looked and felt weird to see such a horrifying look on the swap-imal, and knowing that it was directed at her had Amber holding up her hands. “Whoa! Whoa! It's okay!” Amber said, taking a step back as PJ continued to growl as he took literally several steps forward. Not wanting to threaten PJ with the Grabpack Amber tensed as a red Mini Huggy jumped in front of her and growled, followed by the other Huggy's crowding her.

Watching as PJ finally calmed down Amber let out a long sigh of relief as she carefully inched out from behind the red Huggy to approach PJ. Lifting a hand to let the swap-imal sniff her, Amber frowned at the deep claw marks marring his muzzle. “Oh you poor thing. Thank you for saving me.” Amber said gently petting the top of PJ's head making the fluffy dogish mascot shake his head and snort, making Amber snatch her hand back in slight disgust. 

“M-kay. Okay.” Amber muttered before turning to grin at the Huggy's and Bunzo who seemed to smile more at her attention. “I'm so glad to see you all! None of you were hurt when the train crashed right?” Amber asked grabbing hold of a blue Huggys paw to look him over as several of them shook their heads before a green Huggy worriedly wiped at the dried blood on Amber's shirt.

Looking down and grimacing at herself. “I promise it's not mine. But that reminds me I have to go back down to PlayCare. I need to go back for Dogday, KickinChicken, and Jean.” Amber started getting many different chirps and snarls in reply, making her reach up to pet one of their heads. “I know it's dangerous for any of you to follow me down there, and I'm not asking you to. So I'm going to ask you all to wait for me to come back, okay?” 

Amber asked, making Bunzo tap his foot as he growled with his arms crossed before he turned to march over and climb the train followed by the Mini Huggys. “Wait-” Amber started to say when she felt a semi tight hug around her ankle making her look to see Tiny Huggy cuddling up to her as Bron dragged her backpack over with his teeth. Sighing then smiling Amber rubbed her neck before nodding. “Okay. Hey, Bunzo? Do you plan on having PJ come along with us? Because if so, we're going to need to take multiple trips.”

Amber said bending to pick up Tiny Huggy, Bron, and her backpack before pointing to PJ who scampered closer to curiously look up at the rabbit who paused in helping a Mini Huggy up onto the train to look over at the massive swap-imal. Hearing a chirp in reply Amber blinked as PJ nudged her back with his nose towards the train. Not knowing if that was a yes or a no, Amber pursed her lips as she shifted the Grabpack strap on her shoulder before walking forward to hand over Bron and Tiny Huggy.

But just as Amber had lifted a leg to start climbing up the wrecked train, PJ had used his nose to lift her up, making her squeak as Bunzo pulled her on top of the train to then pick her up and hop down on the other side. Humming as they landed Amber had to squeeze her eyes shut for a moment before she grimaced up at Bunzo. “Buddy, you really gotta stop doing that, please.” She said pulling away from the rabbit before turning to lead everyone to the dilapidated station as PJ crawled and squeezed through the train wreck. 

Climbing up and over the turnables Amber chewed on her cheek wondering how much weight the trolley could handle as all eight of the Huggys climbed in with Tiny Huggy and Bron riding in their arms. Looking from the waiting Huggys to Bunzo and PJ Amber tapped her chin. “I'll send you lot down first. I don't want this thing breaking down and stranding us a hundred feet in the air.” Amber said pointing to the Huggys who blinked and tilted their heads before they all settled in their seats or on the floor.

Smiling as she moved to the nearly hidden operators panel to send the tram down Amber waved as it pulled out of the station. “Well I think it'll be close to sixish, maybe ten minutes before the tram gets back up here. So what should we do?” Amber asked just as PJ scuttled after the tram. “Hey you gotta wait for it to come back!” Amber yelled chasing after PJ who sniffed around the entrance to the cave. Walking over to poke her head out and look around.

“Jeez, you know I never realized how big this place was. It's no wonder the factory has sinkholes. I bet in another few years this whole place might collapse.” Amber said as Bunzo carefully leaned on her to get a look out into the massive chasm PlayCare called home. When something quick moving caught Amber's attention. “Whoa, wait what was that?!” She said leaning further out to try and spot whatever it was to again see something darting between the stalagmites on the gave flooring. 

“Somethings down there!” Amber said gently pushing Bunzo off her back to kneel on the ground to try and get a closer look making PJ and Bunzo curiously look at one another. Leaning as far as she'd dare Amber again spotted quick movement this time closer to the cave wall in the shadows. Curious to know what or who it was Amber glanced from the tram track then back down to the cave flooring. Making a quick decision  Amber quickly stood and pointed the Grabpack's blue hand at the railing and fired startling both of the toys now infront of her.

“I'm going to propel down for a quick second.” She started, pointing down to the cavern below, making Bunzo rapidly shake his head as he grabbed her wrist holding the triggered Grabpack, to shake it off while PJ wrapped his jaws around her leg to keep her in place. “Hey! Hey! Stop that! I'm only going to be a minute! I promise!” She said gently pushing Bunzo back while shaking off PJ before smiling at Bunzo who frowned and shook his head again. Biting the inside of her cheek Amber quickly hugged the rabbit and gently petted PJ who rubbed her side.

“Please don't worry. I'm only going to be gone for a second. And I'll only go down a few feet, the both of you can still see me that far down.” Amber said, pulling away from Bunzo while pushing PJ off her leg. Hearing low growls from the two, Amber waved them off as she moved to lean over the edge and take a tentative step back onto the rocky surface. Slowly moving her other foot to follow Amber had to quickly bend her knees and brace a hand out before she smacked face first into the cave wall getting Bunzo to chirp in protest.

“I'm fine! I'm fine, just a bit more difficult than I thought.” Amber said keeping a firm grip on the Grabpack handle, as she slowly pressed the release trigger letting the cable slowly unwind letting her slide down the rock. Going as far as the pack would allow Amber found herself forty feet off the ground making her stomach quiver at the height. “Haa, man. That's a long drop.” She muttered, turning her attention to her surroundings before something came flying at her. 

Screaming as she kicked off the wall to swing away, Amber paled at the rusty metal pipe sticking straight out the rock face that barely missed her stomach before the Grabpack tugged and the grapple hand let go of the rail to retract. Dropping a few feet Amber screamed again as she hit the stone wall with a hard thump before she looked up to see that Bunzo had caught the cable and was hanging dangerously over the edge with PJ biting the back of his overalls to keep him from falling with her.

Instantly tapping the second trigger to start pulling herself up Amber again screamed as another pipe came out of nowhere inches away from her head making her flinch back and swing, getting a loud screech from Bunzo who was desperately trying not to lose his grip on the cable while his hands began to bleed from his open palms. Turning to where the pipe came from Amber saw a blur of something coming at her before it leapt at the vertical cave wall. You'd think being forty feet off the ground would be a safe place to be from a creature on the attack.

But this Critter certainly enjoyed the challenge of reaching a new heights as she used a protruding rock sticking out of the cave's wall to further leap higher and reach her prey. Grabbing hold of the highest pipe by the blonds head and using the other to support her weight Hoppy grinned madly at the trapped terrified girl as she screamed. It had been a long time since she had a full meal, and Hoppy thanked the havens for the girl being stupid enough to get close.

It was a nightmare come true, Kickin said that Hoppy and Bobby died when the bridge collapsed, but here Hoppy was, a walking dead Giant Smiling Critter had her pinned and there wasn't anything she could do. Reaching for the second Grabpack handle Amber had planned to point blank shove the starved rabbit back when her Grabpack jerked suddenly making her miss. But in the next instance Bunzo suddenly fell on the back of Hoppy making the pipe she was holding near Ambers head dislodge from the cave wall making them both plummet below. “ BUNZO!!! ” Yelling in shock Amber turned to look up at PJ who had her grapple hand held securely in his mouth before she turned to the loud snarling coming from the two grappling toys.

Swinging her legs onto the rusted pipe at her waist, Amber preyed that it'd hold her weight as she turned to PJ and tugged on the grapple wire. “Let go! I need to help Bunzo! He's too far down for me to try and grab him!” Amber yelled tugging again this time with PJ letting go. Fumbling in balancing on the two inch pipe Amber shot the red hand right below her to latch onto the pipe before letting herself tip to the side and drop. Bracing for the sudden tension at the end of the Grabpack's line Amber was just barely ten feet above where she thought the two rabbits were fighting.

Shooting blindly into the darkness and hoping for the best, Amber heard a startled but very familiar screech before retracting the grapple hand with Bunzo in toe holding him by the back of his overalls. Laughing in triumph as she started retracting the other hand at the same time Amber grinned as they were lifted out of Hoppy's reach. “Bunzo hold onto me so I can shoot the other hand up to PJ.” Amber ordered reaching up to grab onto the pipe that suddenly shifted with all the weight. Gasping as she haphazardly aimed the grapple hand up Amber shot it just as the pipe broke away from the stone.

Clutching onto Bunzo as he held onto her stomach for dear life Amber sighed as they didn't fall. Looking up with a smile at PJ, Amber then grimaced as she found the swap-imal hanging out of the station as he had to leap for the hand that missed him entirely. “Good job PJ! Hold tight for us!” Amber yelled, starting to retract the cord back lifting them up. Hearing a loud enraged scream from below Amber looked to see Hoppy throwing a tantrum as she kneeled on the ground and hit it repeatedly.

Remembering what Kickin had said earlier, Amber felt her heart ache for the dirty starved rabbit. She survived the bridge collapsing and must have been stuck down there this whole time. Turning away just as she and Bunzo reached PJ, Amber held onto the edge of the floor as Bunzo scrambled up into safety. Moving to follow suit Amber froze as she realized Hoppy's screaming had turned into sobbing. Biting her lip and making a split second decision. “PJ hang tight real quick.”

Amber said getting a curious tilt from the swap-imal before Amber pushed off the ledge and pressed the trigger letting herself drop a vortical thirty feet. Grimacing as the tension caught Amber covered her mouth as a bout of nausea hit her. Breathing through it Amber then turned to look down trying to spot Hoppy who became suddenly quiet. Holding out her hand while trying to look around for the green rabbit. “Hoppy, come with me! Kickin told me what happened! He and Dogday would be happy to see you again! So please come with me! I can get you out of here!”

Amber shouted, getting an indignant growl from Bunzo who had flung himself to the edge to see what Amber was doing when she didn't follow him. Waiting and looking around in the shadows Amber started to frown thinking that Hoppy had run away but the glimpse of a blur had Amber scrambling to catch Hoppy's outstretched hand as she came out of nowhere a desperate yet hopeful look in her eyes as she jumped to reach Amber. “I'll go! I don't want to be down here any more! Take me out of here!”

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To say Bunzo was pissed was the world's largest understatement. Standing back at the sky trams controles in the station, Amber found extreme interest in the amusement park poster of Poppy and a rollercoaster as Bunzo stood stomping and huffing as he screeched and growled at her before pointing to Hoppy who was sitting in the tram mostly ignoring the two, her leg bouncing so fast Amber had to wonder if she had muscle spasms. Sighing before turning back to Bunzo with a small reassuring smile as she reached forward to grab his fingers. 

“I'm sorry for upsetting you Bunzo. But how could you expect me to leave her? She was suffering just as much as you were when you were with Mommy. I couldn't leave you to such a horrible fate, so it shouldn't be a surprise that I couldn't leave her either.” Amber said, stopping Bunzo entirely as he turned away to pull on his ears and grind his teeth together before just deflating in a sulk a long silent sigh leaving him. Reaching up to gently pat him on the head. “Hey, I still gotta thank you for trying to save me in the first place. It was really brave of you.” 

Amber said smiling as Bunzo instantly changed with him grinning and puffing his chest out in pride as PJ huffed sitting off to the side. Chuckling at the yellow rabbit Amber took him by the wrist to lead him over to the trolley. Sitting him on the opposite side across from Hoppy Amber then turned to PJ who sat outside. “It's going to be a tight fit but I'm sure you three can manage.” Amber said, tapping her chin in thought before walking over to lightly scratch behind PJ's ear. “I don't think that's a good idea. Have him follow us along the tram's track line.” Hoppy said pointing to the six inch rail the sky tram used. Turning to her with a curious look as PJ leaned into her scratches.

“That could be dangerous though.” Amber started making Bunzo shake his head and growl at PJ who barked in reply before he moved to crawl over the trolley. Blinking several times in confusion Amber turned to Hoppy. “Can you translate or no?” She asked as Hoppy pulled her legs up onto the seat. “The Swap-imal is gonna walk along the track ahead of us.” She said, making Amber shake her head as she looked up to PJ who disappeared behind the tram. “I just said it could be dangerous for him to do that!” She snapped as Hoppy rested her chin on her knees. 

“He's too heavy for the tram. If he sits in here with us it's going to break down. At least with him walking along the track his weight will be evenly distributed.” Hoppy said, making Amber pause and think it over. She was worried about the tram breaking and stalling, that's why she had everyone go in groups. And it's not like PJ hasn't balanced on bars and rails before. During the monkey bars portion of Statues he would follow above anyone swinging on the bars instead of crawling through the foam pit.

Sighing as she couldn't argue Amber turned to the operator's panel to press a few buttons before spinning around to board the trolley before the door closed. Holding a pole so she wouldn't fall as it jerked forward Amber worriedly looked at the tram before noticing the tv in the corner had been shattered. “I could've sworn it wasn't damaged earlier.” Amber mumbled getting Hoppy to glance at it before turning to her.

“You said you sent down a group of Huggy's right? Maybe one of them broke it. I could understand why, the video normally played is hypocritical as hell to us.” She said tightening her hold on her legs as Amber curiously looked at her before looking at the tv trying to remember what used to play before again looking at the closed off rabbit. She was dirty and extremely emaciated with her ribs and hips predominantly protruding from under her skin.

Moving to sit with Bunzo, Amber fiddled with her fingers for a second before opening her mouth. “Kickin said you and Bobby fell with the bridge when it collapsed. How did you survive?” Amber asked, getting Hoppy to tense as she balled her hands into fists. “By doing what I do best. I jumped.” She said as Bunzo tilted his head and glanced out the window an almost mute growl leaving him. “It wasn't a pretty landing! I tried to take Bobby with me but she was too scared to jump!”

Hoppy shouted bristling at whatever Bunzo said, making Amber frown. “Um, sorry. Can I ask what happened to Bobby?” She asked, biting her tongue at the sharp glare Hoppy pointed at her before Hoppy sighed heavily and hid her face on her knees. “I don't know. When the dust settled I thought Bobby died. She wasn't moving or responding when I tried to wake her up. I got scared. I thought I could find help if I got back up to PlayCare, but there was no way back up the cliff face. So I went back to where Bobby was to try and help her myself but she was gone. I looked all over for her but theres no sign of her.”

Hoppy said, turning to look out the window where the bridge should have been before the tram passed through the entrance into PlayCare, making her go back to hiding her face in her knees. Staying silent Amber turned to look behind her to find PJ protectively wrapped around the Huggys with Catnap standing atop the statue. “Oh shit !!!” Shouting as she flipped around in her seat Amber pressed up against the window making the two rabbits either turn in his seat to see what was wrong or lift her head from her knees.

Running to the door and kicking it as hard as she could at the hinges where the door folded in on itself, the door jerked open forcing the tram into an emergency stop making Catnap and the others turn at the loud screech of the tram's brakes. “What are you doing?! You can't go up against him!” Hoppy said, springing forward to grab Amber's wrist as she kicked again, making the door open just wide enough for her to squeeze through. “I have to! Otherwise they might get hurt or worse!” Amber yelled, ripping her hand from Hoppy before dropping the Grabpack to squeeze through the door while Bunzo wildly shook his head and moved to stop her just as she jumped.

It was a startling twenty foot drop. Hitting the ground as her knees bent to soften the landing a little Amber flinched as her left ankle let out a popping sound before she dropped into a rolling tumble down the hill near the counselors building. Not giving herself any time to reorient herself or recover as she stood to stumble down the rest of the hill, Amber ignored the pain shooting up her leg from her ankle. “Catnap! Leave them alone you sycophantic asshole!” Amber shouted, accidentally running full force into PJ before she popped back up to point up at the angered purple cat.

Y̴̺̥͉̐̌o̵͕͕̙͝u̶͈͑ ̷͔̺̳̅ȉ̸̭̠̉͋n̶̰̗̺̐s̶̰͔̏͗õ̸̠̫l̵̥͆̿͐ḙ̸́̆n̷̛̼̘̔t̸̻̰́ ̵̥̠̠̏b̴̪̻̎̅r̷̭̫̫̊͂̽a̸͉̓̽t̶̞̪̭͒̈̒!̶̻̪͖͝ ̵̧̝̍̚Ḧ̸̞͇́͊͜͝o̸̲̊̎w̷̧͓͑ ̸̝̗̋̚d̵̦̕ả̶͖͇r̴͉̭̲̒̽ė̷̙́ ̸͈͕̟̽͝ỵ̸̔o̴̬̐́u̷̥̯̐̕͝ ̵̛̤͙͊̚b̵̙͉͒ŗ̵̻̽̑̀͜ḯ̷̢͇̅̇͜n̸̹͈̥̑ģ̵̓̋ ̸̛͚ḍ̸͕͌̽̂ǫ̵̪͑̍̊ẃ̴̻̤̉n̵̗͙̈́ ̴͖͒ṱ̵͑̓h̵̲̪̿͑ͅé̶͔͓̺̂s̶̜̩̼̒͆ë̵̢̩̬͑ ̴̧̗̰̏̂ḥ̴͇̞́̿e̷̳̮̦͌̊̓r̸̡̻̫̊́e̸̳̥̮͗̈́t̴͙̎̉i̴͓̔͑c̶̖̖̦͑s̸͉̈́̓͊!̴̯͉͂̀̉ ̴̠̞̉ 

Catnap yelled glaring at Amber who angrily flipped him off. “They're not heretics!” Amber yelled, putting herself between Catnap and the Game Station toys.

Ỳ̸̜̂͋e̶̬̭̾͘s̶̫̹͇̚ ̷̡͔̯̾͗̚t̸̮̿h̷͕̗͗̈e̵̫̎͑y̷̳͌̃ ̴͕̹͍̓̈́͘ã̶͇͓̖r̸̻̤̳̆e̵̥̦͍͒!̶̫̞̎́͝ ̵̛̲̲̫͌̐Ị̴͉̆̕͠f̷̗͌ ̶̧̙̼̋̑t̷̢̫̗͗͋h̶͉̩͒̾e̶̱͊y̷̺̿̈́̅ ̴̢̮̻̀́̀w̴̱͚͒͌ë̶̩̃ŗ̵̮̺͐̍ẽ̸̳̯͈͐̂ ̸̨̫̗̐͂̇d̷͚̱̍̆é̵̱̻̻̾̔v̵͚̱͝o̴̡͓̦̓t̸̨̟́̂̈e̸͕͉̦̾d̴̡̹̽̂̇ͅ ̵͔̫͒̄f̵̬̈́o̴͖̕l̸̩͍̩̈́͋ḷ̵̻̬̎̂̄ǒ̴͙͆̍͜w̶̦̗̐e̸̥̅r̵̬̮̦͋s̸̫̰͛̎ ̸̨͔́̽͆o̴͚͌̎f̸̧̧̺̈́ ̸̲͉́͜t̷̺́̅h̸̖͎̤͝ȩ̵̭̩͑ ̵̦̈́͌̚P̷̻͑͘r̶̨͍͓̽o̶̙̼͒̑ṫ̷̳͇̈̊ò̷͉͚̓́t̵̪̩̞̏ẏ̵̦̯̽͜p̴̝̖̤̑e̴̩̹̋ ̵͖̈́t̸̤̺̓͜h̴̨̜͑e̷͛ͅy̴̤̠̝͋̕ ̷̳̺̣̔̔͋w̴̳̞̫̌͌͘o̸͉̒̆̓u̷̗͋̉ļ̵̓͠ͅd̸̡͖͆̓͜ ̷̱̪̄ḩ̷͗ͅả̷̭̦v̶̨͛̍ͅe̶̱̟͝ͅ ̴̦̝̬̍͘k̶̮̮͚̈́i̸̛̼͈̯̿l̷̪̲̯͆͘ḻ̸̈́̎̆é̵̜̫̇͗d̷͉͑ ̶̮̀̃̔t̴̞͓͝ͅh̶͚͚͔̑e̵̻̎͌͠ ̶̠̼͜͝d̶̲͈̐̊ȅ̸̖m̵̠̐̊̓ö̴̪̩̟́̃͗n̵̞̾͐̀ ̶̨̨̺̓͛o̶̧̡͛͋r̴̳͙̂ ̶͕̱͗͗h̵̰̮̓͛á̸̠͓̽v̴̖͗é̸͇͠ ̶͈̚d̴̘̒͘i̶͉͐̽͗͜ę̶̟͇̃d̴̥̂͝ ̵̢̊̈́t̵̹́õ̴̱̩̫̐ ̸̢͖̪̋̍ò̴̫͂f̷͇̞̎̄f̷̥͛̌͘e̵̢̙̭͒r̷̪̂ ̸̫̓u̶͓̥̙̕p̴͉̞͕̓́̀ ̴̝͔̅͑t̵̫̫̹́̒̚h̷̠͎͠ȩ̷̝̄̽ȉ̶̬͂r̴͇̫͈̎̓͛ ̸̜̀b̶̡̺̓̊̽o̶̝̞̗̐d̵̤͕̫͒̕į̶̬̖̈́̍͘e̴͔̘̓s̵̛͔̹̼̐ ̵̱̰̆̋̈͜ṱ̴̢̙̋͠o̸͍͗ ̴̳̇ö̵̜́͐̃u̶̜͋̃̕r̷̤̓ ̶̧̹̔g̵̬̦̎ő̷̡̨̥̋d̵͎̆!̴̫͈̏  

Catnap shouted a semi loud sputter coming from the broken dispenser in his throat making Amber bristle.

“How is he a god!? If he demands the sacrifice of his followers he's nothing but a devil of blood and death!” Amber yelled glaring at Catnap who leapt from the statue to attack her. Hitting the ground and screaming as Catnap swiped his claws down her stomach Amber tried to kick the massive emaciated cat away as PJ lunged for the large cat who batted him back adding another long deep cut across his cheek. 

This got the Mini Huggy's to growl and come to their aid, all of them jumping on Catnap and digging their velcro into him as they tried to get a secure hold on Catnaps neck to try and suffocate him as they didnt have sharp teeth like their bigger bodied brethren. Swinging his body and using his tail to pull the Huggies off Catnap had dug his claws into the red Huggy at his neck to rip him away before throwing him at PJ who tried to lunge and bite. Getting most of the Huggy's off Catnap then turned to Amber who had curled into a ball holding her stomach in agony.

But just as he raised a paw to deal a finishing blow a blur of green caught his attention before Hoppy sucker punched him into the statue knocking the rest of the Huggy off of him. “Get away from her you bastard!” Hoppy yelled protectively standing over Amber as Catnaps stared in shock at seeing her alive before his anger doubled. 

H̵͙́͗ĕ̶̻͑r̴̨͚̜͂̚͠e̴̫̋ț̴̀̂̈í̶͓̾c̷̯̞͆̈͛s̷̙͕͂̍,̶̝̮́̽ ̴͚̍̈͝a̸̗͠l̵͓̖͝l̷̯̻͇͐͒ ̸̼̳̈̉͘o̵̡͈̭͆̓̒f̸͎͙̄ ̸̛̠̦̅͐y̶̯̫̐̎̚ő̵͓͈û̸͙!̶̭̀ ̵̞́͆Ỉ̴̛̄͜ ̴̭̌w̸̞͗̃i̷̯̹͖͒l̶͙̔l̵̨̮̈́̏̓ ̶̡̳̘͗̽ķ̷̩̥̑̈́ī̷̧̄̎l̷͚͇̽l̵̙̳͗̕ ̷̲͋̇̈́ͅy̵̮̓ó̸̦͆̽ű̷͙͉̓ ̷̢̻̖̓͐ả̴̙͍l̷̟͕͓̀̎̃ļ̸̣̦̌͠ ̴̖̯͉̄͊ä̶͓́̈́n̸͉͂d̴̞̦͈̋͗̎ ̵͔̾̿ö̶̯̥́̇f̴̢̺̺̊̈́f̷̖̮̞̔͘͘e̸̼̳̔͌ṛ̴̏ ̷̣̖̉̂y̴͉͆̒ò̵̟̈̕u̴̧̟̾͠ṟ̸̄̃ ̵̞̒̈́̚c̶̤͆͐ò̸̹̪͚r̶͈͈͈̈́̒p̸̲̝̈́ͅs̵͓̾̔ề̶̡̝ͅs̶͎͇̮͑ ̸̟̩̀̒ț̵̟͓̊̊͒o̴̖̭͛̒̅͜ ̴̢͐t̶̮̜̖͐̈̎h̸̨̼͗̂͝ͅe̸͓̜͕̓̽ ̷͖̋̈́́P̴̹̬̿r̵̡̟̗̅̃͒ő̸̧̯̍̀t̷̛̬̫̗o̵̥̿̌t̶̯̘̉̇̏y̷̛̫̻̔̐p̴͎̈́̎e̴̝͚̊ 

He spat his smoke dispenser sputtering as he stood while the little fur he had on his body stood on end.

Cracking an eye open to look at Hoppy above her, Amber saw that the green rabbit was trembling out of both fear and rage. “You already tried once and failed! I won't let you get another chance!” Hoppy yelled, preparing to rush him as one of the yellow Huggys moved to pull Amber back to give Hoppy room. Hissing in pain Amber clutched at her stomach tighter as she watched as Hoppy and Catnap tried to attack one another while dodging or blocking the others blows.

Worrying for everyone's safety Amber wildly looked around hoping to find something, anything to stop the fighting before pausing at the Toy Store remembering what Kickin had said about Crafty being inside. Pushing away from the yellow Huggy and forcing herself to stand Amber stumbled and fell causing the Huggy to catch her with a worried growl just as Bunzo finally busted the tram door off its hinges to jump out. Hearing Bunzo's worried screech Amber turned to him. “Bunzo! Open the Toy Store!” She yelled pointing to the blockaded building making the rabbit curiously turn to it before nodding and jumping from the tram to sprint over to the dirty yellow building.

Having heard Ambers shouting, Catnap wondered if she knew who resided inside or if she was trying to find a place to hide. Either way he couldn't let Bunzo break into the Toy Store but just as he moved to stop the yellow rabbit, Hoppy body checked him and swung, making him dodge backward towards the statue. The entirety of the entrance to the Toy Store was blocked off with everything under the sun but the blackened windows on both the first and second floor were free from anything blocking the glass. 

And these widows were nothing like the Game Stations three inch glass observation panels. Pulling back a fist and launching forward to shatter the mucky window, Bunzo immediately dropped to the ground having heard the rampant shifting and clanking from inside. And just as he hit the plastic grass and covered his head Bunzo heard a loud scream. 

“Paint! I need more paint! I have to finish the mural! Give me more paint!” Before something flew out the window right towards the statue where everyone was gathered. Everyone froze at the mad laughter coming their way. The once picturesque white and blue unicorn Amber knew from childhood was frighteningly no more as Crafty came sprinting across the grass. Long gashes and lacerations riddled her body as if she tried to bleed herself dry, dyeing her white coat a horrific spatchy red. And what was most frightening was the long piece of glass she held in her hoove.

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No one moved at the sight of Crafty coming their way, a maniacal laugh leaving her lips until she raised the glass shard over her head making Amber shout. “Huggy move!” Making the startled green Wuggy flinch back and dodge just in time to shove the stained unicorn away and towards Hoppy and Catnap. Both instantly broke away from each other to avoid Crafty who instantly zeroed in on Catnap. “Here kitty kitty! Let's play!” 

Crafty shouted slashing wildly at the large cat who tried to produce just a whiff of red smoke only for his dispenser to sputter, spark and fizz out. Leaping back out of the way of a near devastating blow, Catnap then pushed forward to send a sharp back handed blow to Crafty's stomach sending her flying back into the statue. But that only got her to double down as her laugh took on a higher pitch before she lunged for Catnap once more. 

Slowly backing away in stunned shock Hoppy watched as the once quiet and shy unicorn madly lashed out. Hearing a pained groan from behind her, Hoppy tore her eyes away from the scene before her to turn to Amber who had several Huggys worriedly surrounding her, her stomach bleeding heavily. Snapping out of her shock, Hoppy bolted to her side. “Kid! Oh shit that looks bad.” Hoppy shouted, dropping to her knees to pull one of Amber's arms away from her abdomen to give her a look over.

But at Hoppy's shout Crafty's attention went to her and the group surrounding a bleeding teen. “Oh what a pretty shade of red! I want it! Give it to me!” Crafty yelled joyfully, immediately turning to sprint at Amber as Catnap turned to head up to the Counselors Building it the closest place to hide, leaving the insane unicorn to handle the group of heretics. Jumping up to protect Amber. “Crafty! Stop! This isn't you! It's me, Hoppy. I'm your friend. You wouldn't hurt your friend!”

Hoppy yelled, holding up her hands to try and placate the unicorn who paused for a moment to squint at the green rabbit with a very prominent tilt of her head before she spoke in a very chilling tone while shaking her head. “No. No. You're not real. Hoppy and Bobby died when the bridge fell. Kickin died because Catnap killed him. I have no friends! Picky ate Bubba! And Dogday vanished! You're not real!”

Crafty shouted, grabbing her head as she shook it before glaring at Hoppy. “You're just a figment of my imagination! Just like all the others!" Crafty screamed, sprinting forward with the glass shard raised over her head. And just as she got into range of stabbing Hoppy, PJ ran forward to bite her arm and drag her to the ground with her screaming bloody murder. Not waiting for the mad flailing unicorn to break free, four of the Huggy's ran forward to help pin her down while Bunzo came out of the Toy Store carrying a large sewn together blanket to wrap the unicorn in.

Holding her stomach as tightly as she could while trying to stand Amber grunted as she stumbled forcing Hoppy to catch her, making a few of the other Mini Huggies still surrounding her worriedly growl. “Hey, you shouldn't move! I don't know how deeply Catnap cut you.” She said forcing Amber to sit just as a familiar voice called out as a door slammed against a wall. “Hoppy! You're alive! I'm so sorry I didn't try to find you!” Kickin yelled running out of the open door near the sky tram dock with Dogday clinging onto his shoulders. Shocked at the sight Hoppy took several steps towards them but had to stop at the Tiny Huggy growling up at her.

“Ah, watch her! Kickin! Dogday!” Hoppy said, picking up the small toy to toss to Amber before sprinting to meet the two critters for a happy reunion and to desperately need to see them and know what had happened the last several years. Watching from the ground as she carefully pulled Tiny from her face and down onto her shoulder Amber smiled at the small reunion before glancing at Crafty who was being forcibly wrapped in the blanket while gagged. Frowning at her and turning to the Counselors Building, Amber took a breath and forced herself to stand. Growling as he patted Amber's face Tiny Huggy had to tightly hug her neck as she shakily turned to the four Mini's around her. “Can you guys go help the others? I don't want Crafty to get hurt more than she already is. Try and find a way to calm her down please.” 

Amber asked, pointing to the Unicorn who somehow got one of her arms free and uppercutted Bunzo while still trying to break free from her restraints as the other four Huggys around her snarled, having trouble keeping her in place as PJ bit the glass shard to pull it out of Crafty's grasp. Smiling as the four Huggy's did as told Amber waited until they were fully preoccupied with their task before she started limping towards the Councilors building.

Everything hurt, but there was something she had to do and say. Ignoring Tiny as he growled and snarled at her Amber gave him a determined look as she forced herself to hoble towards the stairs while she grit her teeth and clung to the hand rail. “I have to talk to him. I need to understand why Catnap did all this. Stay with the others I'll be fine.” Amber ordered, taking Tiny from her shoulder to then try and run or at least jog up the stairs ignoring the pain from her stomach and ankle.

And by the time she had made it to the slightly open front door of the Counselors Building, Dogday had noticed where she had gone. “Angel what are you doing?! You can't go in there!” He yelled, making everyone turn to her and move to stop her when tney realized what she was doing. Quickly pushing forward and shutting the door behind her, Amber then locked the door to make sure the others wouldn't follow her and get hurt.

Breathing a sigh as she leaned against the door Amber looked up to see the entrance of the Counselors Building. She could count on one hand how many times she visited the Counselors as a child. Once because they wanted to know why she didn't like the Smiling Critters. The next few times were to understand why she left the Game Station and was wondering around the factory. And then the last couple times was because Jenma wanted to get to know her and adopt her. The building was the same but at the same time it wasn't.

It felt just a bit more sinister. Pushing away from the door as it clattered and banging could be heard from outside Amber used the wall to support her weight off her hurt ankle while still holding her stomach as she limped down the hall. Breathing hard Amber grimaced as she took a moment to try and get it under control. This place was big and had a lot of rooms and halls, meaning Catnap could be hiding anywhere. Passing by a Candycat vending machine Amber walked through the door to the waiting room.

Looking to the door on the left Amber found an empty hallway with a blinking light. Trying the knob and finding it locked Amber moved onto the door leading to the front desk and found that door locked as well. Groaning and rolling her eyes at the inconvenience of it Amber looked around for something to break the glass with and spotted a broken Candycat toy in the corner. Grimacing at it Amber shook her head and turned around to go grab the small potted plant sitting across from the vending machine.

Dumping the dead plant out Amber then turned back to chuck the empty pot at the glass. And only succeeding in shattering the pot and cracking the glass. Huffing as she picked up an abandoned backpack next Amber panted from the exertion as she held it up to the cracked window and pulled a fist back to punch the glass through the backpack making it shatter. Shoving the backpack through the window to break off the shards at the bottom of the windowsill Amber then reached through the window to open the door while going back to holding her bleeding stomach. Letting herself hang and rest on the door for a moment while trying to catch er breath.

Carefully stepping over the broken glass Amber turned to the door by the front desk hoping it was unlocked only to groan once more at finding it locked. Rubbing her face in annoyance Amber grumbled and cursed as she yanked her hand away, realizing that she had just smeared her blood on her face, sighing under her breath as she hobbled around the desk to grab its potted plant sitting in the corner Amber paused as she found a tape with the date 8/8/95 on it. Squinting to focus and look at the white VHS Amber glanced behind her at the corresponding player. Picking up the tape and sticking it in the player Amber then picked up the potted plant to quickly round the desk and watch what came on the screen before flinching at the blaring emergency alarm.

The following message is for all Playtime Co. employees.

At 11:01 AM, Eastern Standard Time, an unknown hostile force was declared present within the Playtime Co. facility.

Personnel are to begin enacting emergency evacuation protocols immediately.

Leave all personal belongings.

Do not engage with any hostile individuals.

If no exit path is available, seek shelter in a hidden location.

Use blankets or pillows to cover your body, and remain silent.

Do not look through any windows.

Do not open doors for any individuals.

Do not make eye contact with (static)

Open the doors now. The Hour of Joy has arrived.

Staring at the screen Amber gasped when she realized what the date on the tape was. It was the day she lost Jenma, the day everyone disappeared in the factory. Feeling a cold sweat break out over her body Amber looked to the locked door and instantly hurled the pot over her head at the glass with enough force to actually break through the glass in one go this time. Hissing in instant pain as she clutched at her stomach, Amber leaned on the desk and held her stomach while gritting her teeth. Breathing heavily Amber looked up through the broken window with a determined look in her eyes. She needed answers and Catnap was going to give them to her whether he wanted to or not.

Pushing forward and reaching through the broken glass to open the door Amber had to squint to see clearly down the hallway as she used the wall to support herself as she glanced through the door window to her left to see an unnamed office, it was dark with only a dim lamp in the corner. Shaking her head and moving on, Amber glanced around her in the dark before reaching the vending machine of Mommy sipping on a Playtime Lemonade.

Pausing for a second to debate whether or not the drinks inside were still good after all this time Amber shook her head and wiped at her face ingoring the new layer off blood caking her cheeks before turning and cupping her mouth. “Catnap! I know you're in here! Come out and let's talk! No fighting! And no hiding!” She called, waiting a second for any sound or movement before noticing a massive hole in the wall at the end of the hall to her right. Limping over Amber climbed up onto the table to get a look around the room on the other side.

Pausing as she looked around with a sence of nostalgia. “Hey, this is where they held the Meet & Greets for potential adoptions.” Amber muttered, reaching through the hole to unlock the door's lock. Climbing off the table Amber walked into the room and looked around before moving over to the table to drop into one of the chairs like a sack of potatoes. Slouching down into the seat to rest for a moment Amber looked to her stomach with a grimace and a hiss as she peeled her tank top up and away from the bloody four claw marks maring her body. Biting her lip as she slowly prodded at one of them Amber flinched in pain but then sighed in relief.

She didn't need to fear that her guts were going to flop out anytime soon. “But they're still deep cuts though.” Amber grumbled when a small chucking sound made her instantly sit up and look around the room. Not seeing anything or one, Amber frowned as she again held her stomach as she slowly turned in her seat. “Hello?” Amber called looking behind her to a shadowy hallway when she heard the clinking of symbols tapping together. Blinking curiously Amber squinted into the darkness.

“Catnap if that's you trying to scare me, I'm not going to be happy. I'm here to talk.” Amber said tilting her head to try and see anything when again a sound of symbols clinking together made her frown when she thought of the only toy in the factory that would have symbols. Smiling as she slowly slipped to the floor facing the hallway Amber leaned forward to get a closer look to the ground. “Is there a Bunzo prancing about? Come on out, I won't hurt you. I promise.” Amber said, smiling more as she finally spotted a long floppy yellow ear behind a decorative drawer before a Tiny Bunzo poked its head out curiously looking her over.

“Peek a boo I see you Bunzo.” Amber said waving to the small toy before freezing when she looked up to see silver eyes staring at her from further down the hall with a low growl filling the silence.

A̶͍̒̇͜n̴̢͇͖̞̂̈̉d̶̨̘̼͈̄ ̷̯͙̏̊Ȉ̴̜̗̥̲ ̶̨̗̹̀̏̍̽ś̶̨̻͇̉͗͘ẽ̸͍̽͂͜ę̷̨̙̞̾̍̚ ̸̢͔͉̝̈͛̌̕ỳ̸̛̱̤͝o̸̦͔̼̍ū̶͙͙̣́͌ ̶̢̦͉͊H̵̼͍̒̆̃e̵̩͐̒̎͠r̵̨̝̍e̶̯̪̫̣͠ṫ̵̞͉̗̓̚ȉ̴͖̺͊͝c̵̼̝͈͈̀̐̌̀.̷̣͂͆̚ ̵̝͖͋̂͘Ỳ̵̙̕o̸̝̓̄̎ͅu̵͉̒͛̌͊ ̷̳͈͈͒ȁ̴̭r̷̟̮̼͛̿͑e̶̮̽̊͋̆ ̵̣̓̃͋͝é̴̩̌͑ͅi̷͙̬̦͙̎t̶̟̐̊͂h̵̺̕e̵̹͚͌̈̕r̴̛͖̞͌̀͜ ̵̡̗̩̘͠v̶̢̪͚̠̿ė̶̛̠̦̰̪r̶͎̆̾̏y̶̟͓͚̌̃̔͠ ̷̌͜b̶̛̗̿̒̓r̴̥̾̅͗͐ą̷̟̖͋̄͆v̸̞̓e̷̛̠͆̓ ̴͖̬̘̃o̷͎͊͐͠r̶͚̅ ̸̳̳̘̓̽f̶̟͖̦͕̊̑̋o̷̪͔̙̿̅o̸̙̼̣̿̓̏́l̸͕̣̝͊ȉ̷̼̣͕̓͊s̴̬̲̊̒h̵̤̠͇͇̏̇͐̕ ̶̣̍̃͠t̸̺͍̼͌ǒ̷̺͇̱̠͝ ̶̛̟̹̿͌̊h̵͉̞̾̏̿͌a̶̮̤͌v̸͇̉̀e̷̩̥̟͖͂̀̿͝ ̵̛̩̟̲̒̄f̶̘̭̪̺́o̸̹̥̰̐̽̉ḻ̶̢̎̅͒ḻ̷̡̉̊̃̃ͅo̷̞̥͂̐͊w̵̰̼͓̱̆̅̋̆e̸̖̮̥͂d̶͕̅̉ ̴͉̇a̷̧̻̒f̸͔͚̭̗͊̾̓͝t̷̘̎ȅ̵̹͙͗̍r̴͇͎̙̽̈́͘͝ͅ ̶̡̮͈̂m̶͕̱̖̋̀ͅĕ̴̗͉͓̄̔.̶͉̙͔̬́̃̈́̆ ̴͉͙̙̮̈͐͝Ö̴̺ṛ̸̢̆̈́͘ ̵̪͔͊̒͠í̵̬s̷̮̃̿̊͠ ̴̧̤͑̐͋i̷̝̊̐̂ṯ̷̬̋ ̷̢̗̻̤͛̒̓̄t̷͎̞̆͗̆̇h̶̥̩̜̬̉́͘a̵̖̠̐ṱ̴͐̓̈͜ ̷͕̞̫̏̓̋͜͝y̵͉̽͑͑o̶̞͗͆ų̵̧̞͙̑͘ ̵̘̘̝̜͂̕ḩ̷̭̍̋a̵̝̱͈͇̅̃͘v̷͇̾̏̕̚ẹ̴̜̲͊̎̋̚ ̷͍̺̝̕͜a̸̟̻̟̔͒ ̴̧̳̻͗͊d̶̡͔̣̚e̴͈̋̍ą̸͛́͘t̸̝͔̯̣́̓̍͒h̷̖̗̝̩̄̓ ̵̯͗̏͜w̴̩͕̬̔̋̔͠i̵͖̲͒̈̏̏ș̷̦̗̽̌́h̸̠̾?̵͎̮̯̀̈́̆ͅ.

Swallowing as she lifted herself back into her seat. Amber tried to put on a calm front as she stared the large purple fileline down. “I want to talk to you.” She stated boldy, making Catnap cock his head at her.

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It became a staring contest between Catnap and Amber after what she said. Hearing a low growl from the starved feline Amber straightened in her seat and held back a grimace as her stomach protested in pain. 

Á̷̻n̴̜̐d̸͕̄ ̵̰́w̴͉͠h̶̞̅y̶̤̑ ̸̤̏s̷̥̉h̸͚̎o̵̙̓ǘ̶͔l̴̊͜d̷̜̀ ̵̮͝I̵̢͊ ̴̣̊s̷̱̚p̶͉͗e̷̞̓ä̴̭k̴̳͠ ̶̭̔t̸̘̒ỏ̴͇ ̸͓̑ḁ̵̓ ̵̩̎ḧ̵͎́e̸̗͂r̵͓͊e̴̝͒ẗ̸̤i̸͍̍c̸̤̽?̷̈͜ ̷̛͍I̶̓͜ ̶̹̐d̶̳̿ò̴̙n̷͎͊'̵̪͛t̶̺̊ ̸̱͗b̵̜́ȇ̵̘l̴̼͗ỉ̶̢ḙ̵̌v̷̪̌ë̵̩́ ̸̥͑t̴̰́h̷̠̊e̸͖͝r̸̘̚é̷̤'̴̛͍s̴̢̉ ̶͈͒a̷̙͋n̵̲͗y̶̙̏t̵͙͐ĥ̵̹ỉ̶̼n̵̥͝g̵̙͝ ̷͔̀t̷̬͌o̶̱͋ ̶͖̎b̵̨̓e̴̛͉ ̸̘̿s̸̛͜á̶̗í̸͔d̵͔͑.̵̮̒ ̷͚͊

Catnap said, turning his attention to the petrified Bunzo toy standing absolutely frozen stiff just a few feet away from him. Glancing at the toy and worrying for its well-being. Amber took a deep breath.

“I don't appreciate being called a heretic.” She started making the large cat turn back to her with a growling hiss. “First of all, I've never seen nor met your God . So if you could shut up about him for a minute and have a civil conviction that'd be great. And secondly, all I know is what I remember from my childhood, which by the way appears to have had a great deal of things either kept secret, glazed over with lies or went completely over my head at the time. So that's the first thing we can talk about.” Amber said, making Catnap start stalking towards her angrily bypassing the small Bunzo.

A̶̫͊f̴̼̚t̸̨̾ë̴̤́r̷̭̊ ̴̘͝t̴͍͠h̵̛̫e̶͇̚ ̴̼̂ḓ̸̚i̴̬͊s̴̚͜r̴͔̂e̸̪͝s̴̢͠p̸͚̈e̴̘͛c̶̨͠t̷̥̾ ̷͕͒y̷̤͗ǒ̶̲u̵̙̐v̵̪̀é̴͙ ̴̯͘s̵̩̄ḧ̴͕ȯ̸̠ẁ̷͚ņ̷̉ ̶͙̋m̴̖̓e̴̜̓?̸̙̋ ̶̙̿Ẁ̵̯h̴̳͐a̴̗̒t̶͍͛ ̴̖̈́ḿ̵͖ä̴̮́k̸͖̽ĕ̵͓s̴̢̏ ̴̭͝y̵̫̏ō̷̤ǘ̶͎ ̴̖͝b̶̙͌e̵̱͝l̷̟̒ĭ̵̞ë̴̤v̷̡̀e̸̙̋ ̵̺̀I̶͚̿ ̷̩͒ẘ̵̫o̸͙̔ú̸͕l̸̛̥d̷̖̓ ̶̺͋s̶̛͙ṗ̵̬e̶̠͗a̴͖̒k̷̠̿ ̵͔͂t̸͕̂o̷̺͑ ̸̗́t̷̼͝h̵̦̾e̴̹̓ ̷͕̔l̵̥̽ȋ̸͖ḱ̶̺ę̴̊s̶̪͋ ̸̡̚o̶̗͋f̷̣̑ ̷̟̃y̸͍̾o̶̼̅u̵̼̅?̵͔̔!̷̤͝ ̶̪͠

Catnap snarled, lashing out to pin Amber to the table, making the blond teen suck in a breath and hiss as her stomach stretched and started to bleed more than it had. Grabbing hold of Catnaps wrist and squinting up at him. “Because for some reason instead of killing me after the train crashed your first thought was to take me somewhere safe. So there has to have been a reason for that decision. Act like an adult and let's talk.”

Amber forced out grimacing as the emaciated cat above her curled his claws into her before he pulled back and rounded the table to knock away one of the chairs to sit in its place staring down at the gasping teen who instantly sat up and curled into her stomach to hold it once more. Slipping back into her seat and holding her stomach tightly Amber tried to sit straight before having to curl up against the pain.

Ḯ̸͖ ̷̭̚ó̵̳n̷̜̅l̵̛̳y̵̱͂ ̷̝́s̴̞̒p̴̡͊a̶̯̓ř̸̳e̴̺͝d̷̹͘ ̵̲̚y̸̟̕ő̶̯u̵͕͒ ̵̥̒b̶̬̒e̷̻͝c̶̝͌a̶̲͆ů̶̯s̷͇̾e̴̜̾ ̸͍̉I̷͐ͅ ̵̘̓b̷̳̊ě̵̳ḻ̴̎ī̶͖e̴̢̕v̴̪͊ē̷̥d̷̤̀ ̷̫̋ỳ̷̟ö̶̩u̶͊ͅ ̶̭́w̶̛͚e̷̛̟r̸̳̒é̵̝ ̶̞̿l̷̻͗i̶̞̾k̵̹͝e̷̢͠ ̶̰͝t̷̼̓h̴͔́e̴̜͑ ̸̡̾ò̴͇t̸̡̏n̶̗͋e̷̲̾r̴̬̎ ̵̮̈́c̸̪̀h̵̳͒i̶͕̎l̵̘͘ḍ̷̇r̵̩̈́ẽ̴̳n̸̮̔ ̸͎̾t̴̠̅h̴͗ͅa̵͓͒t̴̠̓ ̷̺͊l̶̡̔ĩ̷̪v̸͙́e̸͇̐d̸̖̐ ̴̭̑h̷̲̐e̸̫̎r̶̡͐ẽ̷̤.̸͍̂ ̵̀͜B̷̬̄u̶̢͑t̴̫͑ ̷͖̇y̶̰̐ǒ̴̼u̵͎͝ ̷͎̇c̸͎͂o̸̩̿u̶͙̎l̶̢̋d̴̦̀n̴̼̂'̴̹͆t̵̨͂ ̵̪̄b̶̑ͅe̶̮͘ ̶̢̋m̵̫̅õ̴̱r̸̺̐e̷͑ͅ ̸̥̑d̴͓̈i̵̟͒f̶͔͒f̶̣̐ė̶̼ṙ̷̫ë̶̙́ǹ̷̖ṭ̷̔ ̴̰͆ ̶̺͠

Catnap said as Amber's breathing came out more ragged than it had all night. “You can chalk that up to me being raised like a normal child after being here. It has been ten years.” Amber said, making Catnap's thin fur stand on end in agitation before Amber frowned and looked up at him before glancing to the hiding Bunzo. “What are you? How are you and the other alive?” Amber asked, making Catnap jolt as he stared at her before breaking out into loud humored laughter.

H̸̤̒ą̷̏s̶̗̆ ̵̗̃t̶͖̍h̴̩̏é̴̩ ̴̛̺d̸͎̎e̴̡͛m̶̙͐ò̸̜n̶̛̩ ̵͎̋t̷̩̆r̵̙̈́u̷̬̚ë̵̹́l̸̩̚ẙ̸̭ ̴̟̂ǹ̴͔o̵̤̽t̵͙̕ ̷̠̎t̷̤͠o̴̽͜l̵̤͐d̴̝̓ ̶̟̔y̵̫̋ö̶̙́u̶̱̚ ̸̬͒t̴̘̿h̴͖͆e̷̡̎ ̵̯̆h̷̔ͅo̸͉̾r̵͇͐r̶̟̓o̷̧̊r̴̢͗s̴̲̿ ̴̮̃a̸̡̾n̸̩͌ḓ̷̄ ̵̹́t̴͙̅r̴̨͛a̷͍͘ḡ̷̨e̵̬͝ď̵̤ḭ̴̉e̶̡͒s̴̠͐ ̶͈́ṯ̴͝h̶̑͜a̴͔̽t̴̛͍ ̶̦̊p̶̙͝l̶̜̅a̸̛͙g̸̤̍u̵̬͝è̵̢d̴͓͘ ̶̺̾t̸͙̒h̴̀ͅi̷̙̅s̶̞̉ ̴̭̚p̴̌ͅl̴̼̈a̴̭͊c̵͕̊è̸̳?̴͇͒ ̴̩̈́Ḣ̶̖a̸̤̎v̴̬͋ë̷̮́ ̸̭̌y̸͓̔o̴̤͂u̸̳̎ ̴͓̐r̶̺͂ȅ̵̘a̸̰͋l̵̞̏l̷̬͠ȳ̷ͅ ̴̬͌n̷̘͝o̵̿ͅt̶͉͛ ̶̺̽f̴͖̚ȋ̴̞g̶̙͌ụ̴̍ṛ̷̎ë̴̥d̷͚̀ ̷̘́i̸̯̅ṭ̸̇ ̷̰̀o̷̭͝u̴̥͛t̶̙́?̷̰͒ ̵͝ͅH̶̲͌o̷͇̍w̴͙̎ ̵̩͘b̵̦̎l̵͔̇ḯ̷͙ṡ̶͈s̵̢̏f̵͓̾ū̸͈l̴̮̈l̶̦̇y̵̡̆ ̵͙͝u̷͋ͅn̵͇̕a̴̲͌w̵̦͂a̷̡͒r̷̦̎e̴̙͌ ̵͓̄y̶͍̋o̸͙͐ư̷͎ ̷̩͗h̷̫̀a̶̡̕v̷̯͂e̸͚̋ ̴͓͐b̸͇̀e̴̩̕e̴̺͐ņ̶̊.̴͍͘ ̸̬̍

Frowning in indignation Amber grit her teeth and glared at the laughing menaces in front of her. “Would you stop laughing and just tell me? I know Jean knows something but I know he won't tell me anything. And everything I know apparently isn't what it is! I don't want to be kept in the dark anymore!”

Amber snapped, tapping the table with her finger before pointing it at Catnap before finally smacking the table, cutting Catnap's laughter short as he leaned closer to her, his ever present smile stretching. 

Y̶̼̎o̵̱̿û̷̹ ̶͚̎t̴͖͌r̸̲̄ủ̷̟l̸̜̉y̵̩̿ ̷̝̈a̶͙̿r̸͓̓e̸̗͌ ̴͓͘a̸͎̕ ̴̡͂s̸̗̅ť̷͍u̴̲̽p̴̘̑i̶̼̽d̸̩̚ ̵̥͊g̸̭̐ĭ̸̪r̵̳̊l̴̞͑ ̵͉̀î̶͇f̷̝̍ ̸̟̈ÿ̶ͅo̵͛͜u̷̳̇ ̶̛̱ĥ̴̻a̵̯̒v̵̳̿ẹ̴́n̸̫̋'̸̻̿t̶̰́ ̷̻̽ḡ̷͈i̴̯̎v̵͍̆e̸̫̿n̸̍͜ ̵̥̇ȋ̶̻t̸̎͜ ̴̦̏t̵͎̾h̵̜͌e̶͔͛ ̷̟̿s̵͎͆l̵̠̀ȋ̵͍g̷͇̎h̴̹̄t̷̥́e̶͈̒s̴͉̑t̶͚̓ ̴̠̍t̷͚͌h̸̞̅ọ̷̓ụ̷́g̸̮͝h̵͍̄t̸̬̄.̶͖͆ ̵͍̑Ĥ̷͎a̶̯̓v̵̠͆ě̴͉ñ̷̦'̸̩̌t̸̡͘ ̸̫̂ÿ̴̲́o̵̙͌u̵̳͝ ̶͕͗e̸͔͝v̷̛̯e̷̦̚ŗ̵̑ ̷̠̏ẅ̷̝́o̸̢͛n̵̲͝d̶̡̓e̴͉͐r̶̳̔ĕ̶̫d̶̜͆ ̵̲̓ẅ̴̧h̴͕̀y̵̭̾ ̴͙̄t̸̪̓h̴͙͆ẹ̵̿ ̵͍̾ô̷̫r̵͑͜p̵̫̎ḩ̶͑ä̷͔́n̷̠͐s̷̜͌ ̶̬͘w̸̙̿è̷̲r̴̨͗ë̵̥́ ̵̡̀k̶̬͘e̷̜͝p̸̻̔ț̶̇ ̸̧̎ả̸͜w̵͈̓a̶̮̔y̵̬̅ ̷̮͑f̷̙̾r̶̛̠ȯ̶͔m̸̤̾ ̷̧͂m̴̪̓ō̴̧s̴̛͕t̷͕́ ̴̰͐t̷̝͗h̴̭͑e̶̳̎ ̶̼͠s̷̭͑ṭ̵͂ä̷̙́f̶͓͆f̵̮̆?̷̝͝ ̴̝̐Ȟ̶͎ǒ̴̰w̴͍͛ ̷̗̍ô̸͓f̷̛̗t̸̺͌e̶̮͋n̷̺̎ ̶̞͝ȧ̴̟ ̴̹̒c̶̨͛h̴͎̀i̸̹̚ḷ̵̇ď̷̻ ̶̗̕w̸̼͋o̷̧͝u̷͓͠ḽ̵͘ḋ̶͔ ̷̹̂b̷̤͆e̶͚͗ ̶̳͒ă̶̻d̷̜͋o̴̲̕p̴̩̈́ț̸̈́ẻ̸̯d̶͔͊ ̶͓͌ŵ̴͕i̵̻͊t̴͍͠ḩ̶́o̵̖̎u̸̟͠ẗ̵ͅ ̶͖̚ǎ̶͜n̷̼͗y̷̙͛ò̷͉n̵͖̊ȩ̵̏ ̷̟̂m̸̹̐e̶̗͝ĕ̶̞t̵̠͋i̴͇͑n̶̠̾g̶̼͝ ̸̡̓t̷̠̓h̷͎̍e̴͖̔ ̷͔̌ṕ̷͈o̵̙̓t̷͉̏é̴̱n̶̫̈́t̶̞͆i̶͔͛a̴͉͗l̷̼̒ ̴̦̀p̷̖̚a̵͕͝r̸̞̆e̵̖͒n̸̥̑t̷̜̂s̷̡̀?̵̲̅ ̴̗̇Ṭ̶͠ḥ̶̃i̷̻̔n̵̲͊k̵̫̇ ̵̢́r̶̲̕ẻ̷̖ä̷̟́l̷̹̒l̵̛̰ỷ̴͔ ̷̾͜ḥ̴̏a̴͓̒r̵̯̚d̴̲͘ ̸̰͌f̵̜̍o̵̢̾ȓ̵͖ ̷̜̆a̶̹̎ ̵͔͑m̵̺̉ö̴̩m̴̡̈́ḙ̵͆n̴̡̽ẗ̵̖́.̴͈͝ ̶̪͛W̸̠͛h̴̤͆y̶̔ͅ ̵̡̾d̶̎ͅo̷̥͌ ̷͖́w̷̧͆e̴̺͗ ̴̛̹b̶͍̌l̸̺͑e̵̝͊é̴͙d̸̢̏?̸̤̈́ ̸̓ͅB̵͎̀r̴̳͠e̸̳̋a̴̦̍t̴͇̅h̵͇͐?̶͎͐ ̶͍̽N̶̹͆ȅ̶̩ẹ̴͋d̵͉͒ ̶̲͝ṱ̴͌o̵͈̾ ̷̪͝e̸̘̚a̵̯̽t̷̟̚ ̵͉̑a̶͈̋n̵̫͂d̶̺̈́ ̵͎͘s̶̼͆l̵͎̾è̶͉e̴̜̓p̵͚̊?̸̣̚ ̸͉͋H̴̡̏ȏ̶̩w̴̲͝ ̷̣̓i̷̤̽s̶̳̓ ̶̔ͅi̷̭͋t̴͈̊ ̴͈͛w̵̬̽ȩ̷̈́'̴̖́r̶̩͆é̵̩ ̶̨̌s̸̥̐ö̸̰́ ̸̪̅c̷͍̈́l̵͈̏ȏ̴̠s̴̺̿e̸͚͘ ̵̖͝t̵̤̿ö̴͙ ̵͕̓b̸̠͛é̴̜ĩ̵ͅn̸͙͋g̷͈͝ ̵̊ͅh̶̘̽ú̵̠m̶̹̾a̷̞͋n̷̢͘?̵̤͒

Catnap asked, tilting his head as Amber silently stared at him, her mind running loops over what he said before she thought of Bunzo's palms. How the bone looked similar to a humans, how Mommy acted in the observation room, and then her dream from earlier came to mind. Breaking out into a cold sweat and gasping as it finally clicked Amber started shaking her head as tears burned her eyes. Feeling her stomach over turn itself Amber instantly turned away from Catnap who sat back as he watched her choking back the need to vomit pleased at how quickly she understood.

H̷̬̃a̴̙̅v̸̭̇ẹ̴͝ ̷̘͒ÿ̶͇́ơ̵̠ü̷̻ ̶̱̅f̴͍̔į̵̈́n̵͛͜a̷͇̿l̵̝͛l̵̢͒ỳ̵͇ ̵͍͐f̵͂ͅȉ̵̤ġ̵̟u̴̥̾r̵̦͗e̴̹̊d̴̝͂ ̴̙͛í̶ͅṯ̴͌ ̴͇́ó̸͓u̸̞̚t̵͚̃?̸̞̓ ̷̢̾G̵̭͆ȯ̴͕o̷͇̅d̶̘͝,̶̼͗ ̸̦͗m̷͈̍a̴̩̔y̴̳̿b̵̦͋e̵̫̎ ̵͑ͅṉ̸̀o̶̝͝w̵̞̃ ̴̼̈́y̶̖̿ȏ̶̖u̷͎̇'̴̟̾l̸͍̋l̷̗̋ ̵̭͑ũ̶̙n̵̜̄d̸̙͘e̶̦͐ř̷̟s̸̨͛t̵͕̒a̵̤͛n̵͍̽d̷̞̎ ̸͚͠ṫ̶̮h̴͍͐ë̷̟ ̸̭͝d̸̺͐ȅ̴̱s̶̺̽t̸͎́á̵̮i̶͌͜n̵̝̒ ̵̣̿w̶̭̋ẹ̵̽ ̵̢͌ḧ̶̪ä̵̘v̷̬̇e̵͇͝ ̷̭̄f̷̜̿ó̷͓r̷̫̓ ̶͓̾t̵̛̳ḧ̸̬́a̴̖̐t̵̛͈ ̶͚̓d̴̡͌e̷̱͝v̴̤̔ì̵̗l̴͎̓ ̸̪͌ý̵̬ö̸̧́u̶̹̕ ̸̪̀s̴̬̋o̴̩̾ ̴̝́â̷͎d̷͉̉a̸̰̔ḿ̸͉ȧ̸͚n̴̹̔t̷͈̐ḷ̷̊ỳ̵̥ ̵̝͊ḟ̵͓ö̴͓́l̵̢̇l̴̻͆o̴̖̅ẇ̵̪.̶̬̇ ̷̟̕

Catnap said, making Amber hold onto the table as she trembled and tried to breath. The orphans she had grown up and had been friends with when she was younger were used in sick experiments. Every toy she came across up to now had once been human. Did she know any of her companions before they were turned into toys? Shutting her eyes and forcing herself to sit up and turn back to Catnap once more. “Did I know any of you?” Amber barely got out, getting the starved feline to tilt his head and regard her. 

A̴͖̋n̷̞̓d̴̝͆ ̷̰͠ẅ̵͈́h̷͇̓a̷͍͆t̴͎͠ ̶͉͗d̵̛̥ǐ̴͔f̷̩̒f̷̖̚e̵̪͠r̸̲̽e̸̛̗n̶͇͒c̸͇͝e̴̖͆ ̴̗͝w̴̺͂ō̵̫u̵͔̿l̶̤̃d̷̦̏ ̴͙̂t̴̰̀ḧ̵͔́e̴̡͋r̴͎̚ë̶͜ ̶͓͝b̸̧͝e̶̜͂ ̷̫͑i̶͉̿ṋ̵̿ ̷̗͠k̶̹̏n̸͍͒o̴̜̿ẇ̵͔i̵̕͜n̸̪̐g̵͖̀?̵͚̆ ̸̥͂T̷͔͐h̸̳͋e̵̡̕r̶̩̄e̸̻͊'̶̘̽s̸̥̓ ̸͍̂n̶̡̾o̷̡͆ ̵̩̕g̵̟̀o̷̬͠i̵̫̅n̶̫͝g̵̣̽ ̴̱̐b̶͕͛a̸̼͠c̵̹͐k̴͉͗ ̶̠̓f̶̣̔o̷̖̎r̵̘̿ ̷̠͐a̷̼͗ṋ̶̂y̶̜̽ ̸̝̀ô̵͇f̶̝̂ ̶̺̊u̵̻͐s̷̡̚.̷̪̂ ̸͘ͅW̷̫̽h̴̥̋ä̸̧́t̵͈͆'̴̜̌s̶͇̽ ̸͂͜d̴͈̍o̸̜͝ǹ̷̯e̵͓̓ ̸̪́i̵̛͕ṡ̴̞ ̴̼̑d̵͍̆o̶̹̓n̷͓͌ë̸̼́.̷̏ͅ ̷͚͑

He said before he paused as he watched as tears silently fell from Amber's eyes. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry this happened. To all of you.” Amber murmured, unable to look Catnap in the face as she quickly brought her legs up to hide her face against the pain in her stomach. Certain that Amber was being genuine, Catnap let out a long sighed groan as he shook his head at her. 

A̵͓͛p̷̬̤͗o̷̱͆͋l̸̝̱͠o̷̡͛g̴̝͉͂͘i̷̢͇̊z̴̧͇̒͘ǐ̵͔̒n̵̞̗̂̂g̵̮̀ ̸͕̏a̵̗͆ṋ̷̤͋͘d̸̡̊̚ ̴̜̎̽c̷̼̝̍r̸̰̦͌y̴̫͔͂i̴̱̓̓n̴͙̚g̷͙̊̃ ̶̥͕͐̃o̶̪̾v̸̳̘̇̐ê̶̗͓̿ṟ̶̓ ̵̢̼̀t̶͎̗͆h̷͇̦͑è̸͕̃ͅ ̵̬̘̈ṗ̷̹a̷͙̞͒͘s̷̜̭͑̉ẗ̶͎̈ ̴͓͘ͅẃ̴̫͜͝o̴̱͗n̷̘̓͑ṱ̸͌ ̸̣̠̃c̶͎͔͐h̵̰͌å̶̬̮̚n̶͍͘g̵͉͉̑̾ë̸̜́ ̷̣̙͛ä̶͈́n̷̝̔̃y̴̭̭͊ẗ̸̬́ḧ̸̘́̃i̶̲̝̋n̸̜̤̓̕g̴̻̞̏.̸͉̹̌ ̴͎̲͂

He said to make Amber try and dry her eyes. “Screw off, this is a lot to take in.” She said getting a huff in answer as Catnaps tail slowly tapped at the floor waiting to see if this conversation would continue. Breathing through her emotions Amber turned to face where the Mini Bunzo was hiding. “How many people knew of the experiments?” Amber then asked getting Catnap to regard her for another moment. 

A̸̤̒t̶̖̽ ̴̠̈́m̸͎̾o̵̳͌s̴̳̀t̷̡͒ ̸͈̍I̷̤͠ ̶̛͉b̵̲͠ę̵͒l̴̫̽ì̷̩e̵̪̾v̴̗͗ë̵̖́ ̸̠̇f̵̝͝o̶̱̔r̴̤͆t̷̖͋ÿ̸͚ ̴̤̄ȋ̶͙n̶̞̉d̸̰͐i̴̬̇v̴̱͋i̴̥̔d̸̲̿ǘ̶̜ạ̵̇l̸̘̅s̸͓͆ ̷̫̍ẅ̶̩́ĕ̶͍ṙ̴̝e̵̙͗ ̵͓͘ï̵ͅň̴̩c̶̬͑h̵̲́a̷̬͊r̷̯̍g̴̪̏ȇ̷͔ ̸͚̈́ơ̶̪f̸͠ͅ ̶͔͝p̴̥͠ë̵̯́ŕ̴̝f̶̼̾o̸̱̓r̷̨͌m̷̱̊ḭ̵͒n̵̲̊g̸͙̀ ̵̪̎t̷͊ͅh̷̩͑e̸̪͂ ̸̞̿t̵̙̂ŕ̴̬a̷̤̎n̴͚̈š̴͜f̷̯̓ŏ̵̝r̶̳͝m̷̱̔a̷̖͝t̸̟͂i̵̜͝õ̸͜n̴̮̓ ̷̓ͅp̷͇̉r̴͎̐o̵̠͠c̵̃͜e̵̢͘ḍ̴͘u̷̬͝r̸̰͐é̸̘s̸̹͒,̷͇́ ̸̾ͅt̶̞̔w̷̥̓ẽ̵͓n̴̬͋t̶̹̐ỳ̴̦ ̵̘̀Ĉ̴̺o̵͓̍u̸̘̔n̷͈͒c̶̄ͅi̴͚̒l̷̬̈ò̸̠r̴̝̍s̴͕͘ ̸̩̒w̵̲͘e̷̹̕r̴̬͒e̸̺̾ ̴͙̄ť̷̹h̷̙̓é̵ͅ ̴̫̅o̴̺͗n̶͈̾é̴͓s̵̖͆ ̸̟̇t̶̯̚ò̶̝ ̸̻̎s̴̯̎e̵̔ͅl̶͙̈́e̷̫̔c̶̑ͅt̷̲͝ ̶̞͗c̸̨̈́a̸̦̔n̸̺̾d̴̜̔ị̴͝d̵̹͛a̸̬͋t̴̍ͅe̷̡͆ṣ̵̕,̷̙̈́ ̵̲́ạ̷̾ñ̶͚d̷̨͝ ̵̡͝H̷̰͛ě̴̮a̷̤̾d̷̰̆š̵̬ ̸̺͌o̵͙̕f̶̺͘ ̴̗̕ã̸ͅl̶̙͆l̷͎̆ ̵̱͠t̷͍̒h̶̠͑é̵̞ ̶̬̔d̷̟͌e̸̯͆p̴̩͆a̷̬͝r̷̬͛ẗ̶̖́m̸̨̄ĕ̸̞n̵̲͠t̶̠̔s̵̥̄ ̶͎̆w̴̡̎h̷̰͆e̵̝̍r̸̮̋e̶͓͊ ̸̧̾ẗ̵̮ḧ̴̠́e̶̜͒ ̷̝̆o̵̞͒n̵̝͗e̷̪͐s̴͚̾ ̶̲́ȋ̵̢n̴̫̊ ̵̳̂c̵̥̏ȟ̴̖a̶̖̚r̵̔ͅg̴̳̎e̷͍̅ ̸̤̕ò̵̘f̴͔̓ ̵̝̀t̵̹̿h̶̲̓ẻ̵̖ ̴̟̈́ḏ̴̐ë̶̡́c̵̘͂ĭ̸̮s̵̛͜i̵̞̇o̷̬̓ṋ̸͊ ̷̤̅m̷̨͝à̸̼k̶̭̒î̵̜n̴͖̊g̷̞͌.̷̘͛ ̵̠͝

Feeling the air being knocked out of her Amber tightly hugged her legs letting the pain from her ankle and stomach keep her grounded. “Did Jean know?” She asked quietly looking back at Catnap who shrugged. 

P̵͔͝ò̸͕s̵͈͝s̵̛̙i̴͍̓b̶̗͛l̵͎̋ẏ̸̟?̵̻̇ ̷̯̍I̶̺̓'̴̞͂m̷̲̆ ̴̙̓n̶̤̓o̵̱̚ţ̶̒ ̴̹̉s̵̝͛u̸̗̓ř̶̯ė̸̩ ̸͖̾h̵̜͘o̸̡̕w̶͕͒ ̶̮̓f̵̼͗a̸̛̞r̸͈͝ ̸̩̃t̶͇̒ẖ̶̓a̵̬̐t̴̖͗ ̵̛͜d̶͘ͅë̶́ͅm̵͍͗o̵̧̒n̵̂͜ ̷̣̐m̵̺̾a̸̙͛n̶͕͐ă̴̡g̵̘̉ę̴̆d̷̳͗ ̸̟̏t̷̝́ọ̸͘ ̷̞͘ġ̴͔ė̴̱t̶̬̋ ̸̟͐p̵̭̕r̶̺͋o̶̧͠m̶̝̈́o̸͙̿t̵̤̆e̷̦͠d̷̘̈.̷̨̃ ̸̡̇B̵̲̐ů̸̝t̴͋ͅ ̸̪̾Í̴̖ ̷̉͜d̴̝͑o̶̦͊ ̵̬͛k̵͇̋ń̸̖o̴͕̿w̶̼̎ ̸̗́a̷̩̾n̶͈̈́y̴̬̓ ̷͉̕e̶͎͐m̴̳̑p̴̠̎l̶̳͋o̴̯̿y̸̩̆e̶̝͒e̶̢̓ ̷͉̌à̶̟l̵͓̚l̵̫͝o̸̜̔ẅ̵̹ē̵͔d̶͖̔ ̶͈͒ẅ̸̩́í̸͚t̸͖͂ẖ̴̈ì̴̥n̴̖̈́ ̷͉̋P̵̘̕l̸̳̃a̸͙͌y̶̪̎C̸̢̊a̴̫͂r̸̨͋e̴̼̋ ̴͍̎w̸͙͋a̷͈̓s̴̝̀ ̶̝̿i̸͍̚n̷̞͒ ̷͓͠t̸̮̎ḫ̷̉e̸̛̙ ̵͓̕p̶̹͂ṛ̶͋ŏ̸͓c̵̼̃e̶͔͐s̶͙͝ş̴̍ ̵̙͗o̴̟͛f̷̖͘ ̸̺͝ḅ̷͆e̴̺̽i̴̼̾n̷͓̿g̵͙͠ ̵̰̋ŏ̶͍ň̸̨e̶̟͘ ̴̜͘o̷͔͂f̴̫̋ ̷̗͝t̵̲̉h̶̙͝e̴̛͖ ̴̇͜s̴̫͗e̷̟͝l̸̗̕e̵͕̔c̸̯̕ṫ̸̙ ̸͈͆ş̷͋c̵̻͑í̷͜ê̵̙n̴̖̏t̴͍̂i̴̩͛ṡ̵͔ť̴̝s̷̢̉ ̷̲̅t̶̤́ŏ̴̝ ̷̤̂p̵̛̥e̷͕͊r̶̖̉f̴̝͘ǫ̴͋r̶͚͗m̸͉̃ ̵̖̊p̷̟̑r̵̤̚o̴̞̊c̴̻͒e̵͉̋d̷̲͐ũ̸̝r̴̟̔ȇ̸͜s̷̥͂.̵̟͑ ̷͉̅ ̷̦̓

Catnap said, making Amber pale as she covered her face and wiped at her eyes, smearing blood on herself. Trembling as she bit the inside of her cheek, Amber took several deep breaths. Sitting in silence for a minute as she let everything wash over her. Amber moved her hand from her face to the back of her neck as she stared at the table.

“What happened? Ten years ago. Where did my mom go?” Amber asked, her voice barely audible but the silence that followed was deafening. And as the silence continued Amber felt worse making her flick her eyes to Catnap who was extremely tense before he shifted. Leaning forward to stare at the girl before him, Catnap tapped one of his claws against the floor. 

Ǐ̷̳ ̶͇͂͜ẗ̵̯́h̶̩̀i̸̡͈͊n̴̺͘͠ͅk̵̘̜̓ ̵̹̞͠y̶͚̠͛o̴̜̎̓u̷̳͛̋ ̶͔͍͌̅ḁ̷̖̊l̵͕̞̀r̷̜̋͌ẻ̸͍͊ẳ̴̭̖d̵͈̖̊̀y̴̨͉͐̕ ̵͈͘ķ̶͚̎̀n̶̰̐͑o̴̞͐͒ͅw̶̜͓̐̑ ̵̛̩̮t̸͚̰̎h̷͇͊e̷̮̔̌ ̵͈͆͝ă̴̘̥̕n̸̯͍̏̅s̸̹̾ẘ̴͙e̶̦̊̑r̸͕̟͐͌.̷̱̅ ̵̝̗̏

Flinching at Catnap's answer Amber moved to match his silver eyed stare. “I want the full story. I'm not a kid, I'm not going to hold onto blind hope that Jenma's alive. It's been ten years. I want to know how and why .” She said making Catnaps smile twitch into a smaller one before he sat back and tilted his head, his smile stretching once more. Keeping even eye contact with Amber, Catnap's demeanor changed with a bone chilling grin.

M̸̼̃y̵̥̾ ̸͎̔s̷̙̕a̷͈̐v̶͎͗ȉ̴̝ỏ̴͕r̶͆͜ ̷̺̏i̶̜̕s̶̡͝ ̵̡͝t̸̞̉h̵̠̚ȩ̷̇ ̷̰̿o̵͈̕n̵̮͘e̷̲̒ ̴͕͠w̸͑͜h̶͖͝ỏ̸̲ ̸̮͌c̴͓̾a̴̻͑m̴̫̀e̵̞͝ ̴͔͝ù̴͔p̸̲͗ ̸͖̋w̷͉̃i̷͙͘t̶̠̉ḧ̷͕́ ̷̼͌t̵͙͘h̸̜͐ė̴̪ ̵̯͑p̸̣̊l̸͉̈a̷̘̓n̶͇̍,̶̨̽ ̶̣̿h̷̟̉e̶̺̐ ̸̻̈́ǒ̵̟r̶̛̥c̷̛̱h̷̦̾e̶̤͆s̴̗͘t̷͉̚ṛ̷̋a̵̺̿t̶̢́e̸̅ͅd̴̹̃ ̷̜̔t̴̩͑ẖ̴̌e̸̖͌ ̷̜̋b̶̘͗e̶̝͋s̶̰͒ţ̵͘ ̶͔̐w̶̤͠ä̸̗́ý̶̼ ̶̲̂t̴͖́o̵̺̿ ̶̾ͅḁ̸͠c̴͖̿h̸̨̀í̶̻ē̸͔v̶̗͊e̶̛̥ ̸̖̑ơ̷̰u̵̙͌r̶̬̂ ̷͍̊f̷͔̍r̴̫̀é̸̜ȅ̷̮d̷͙̂o̶͙͋m̵̛̤,̷̡͆ ̸̼̆a̵̤͒n̷̦͘ď̷̟ ̷̹̾h̴͖̀e̷̱͗ ̷̘̓g̶̀͜ĺ̸̼ä̶̱́d̸̬̀l̸͎͝y̴̙̅ ̷̱͝l̷͍̋e̷̝͑å̶͕d̵͕̑ ̵̞̾ü̸͍s̵̼͝ ̷̡̄í̸͜n̶̺̈ ̴̣̆ẇ̷̖h̴̛̬a̷̧̓t̸̬͗ ̸͇͑w̵̄ͅe̸̱̎ ̶̫̿h̸̲̕a̴͉̽v̴̟͒ẹ̷̓ ̷̒͜ḓ̴̈ȇ̷͈ȅ̷̺m̵͙͂e̴̚ͅḍ̵̓ ̵̩̀Ṭ̸̆h̵̬͝e̶̛̝ ̶̛͙Ȟ̵̝o̸̱̍u̸̙͋r̶̗̂ ̸͙̑o̴̗͝f̶̟̉ ̵̻̂J̶͕́o̶̅ͅẏ̴̟.̸͕̔ ̸̋͜

Catnap started watching as Amber started to tremble in her seat before he noticed the small Bunzo poking its head out from its hiding place. 

Ĩ̵̺̤͖́t̶̮͆͝ ̸̹̻͉̓w̷͕̼͛̈͜ä̴͈ş̶̥͚́͘ ̴̡̻͇͊f̵̺̘̈́̋̐ó̷̥r̴̖̓ ̶̗̱̯͛̍͝ó̸͈̈́͆ͅų̶̀̆͂ȑ̵̼͑ ̶͕͛f̶̟̰͉͘r̴̜̉̃͠e̵͈̱̻͒̕͝ę̷͚̿d̸͙́̂͜o̷̢̘̿m̶̧͍̰̽̽ ̶͔͇͓̄̅̾ȧ̶̦̟ś̶͈͑ ̸̟͎͗̕w̷̢̛e̴̛͙̦͙̔̏l̷̦̹̰̑̽̕l̷̨̘̀̏ ̵̮̄̐͊a̴̠͍̣͋ş̷͇̒͐ ̸̪͚̓̀ȏ̸̹̀͘ǔ̵̢͍̿͋ṙ̵̨̫͊ ̵͎͘͝r̶͕̝͍̒̓e̶͖̜̬̎͘ṿ̴̛̤̀e̶̬͇͚͛̌͐n̷̨̦̅̈́̿g̵̛̻͈̭̕͘ȩ̸̱̏ ̷͕̗̍̓̕ò̸̜̰n̴̹̈́ ̶̭͇̆͑̅t̸̬͂ĥ̶̝͇͔͠͝ó̷̪̲̞̈̅s̵͔̱̑e̴͇̰̒̓ ̴̬̞̄̍w̸̰̑͘ḫ̷͜͝͠o̵̡̯̿ ̶̢͈̩̓ţ̵̹̠͊̇ŏ̴̞̂r̷̻̳͂̈m̴̠͉͌e̶̠̫̙̒̽n̷͕̜̅ṫ̸͇̖̉̾e̷̡̓̄d̶̠̭͆̊͘ ̴͖̪̟̍͝a̸̡̩̙̒͋ṋ̴̟̯́̚d̴̬͈͖͠ ̶̼͖̀̍m̸̲̝̿̕̚a̷̙͎̼̿ȉ̴͕͍͋̀m̷̝̫̈́e̴͍̗̓́͝d̵͓͈̹̾͋ ̵̩̣̳͘u̵̬̜͍͋͆̔ș̷̍̇̑.̶̛̰͌̂ ̵̗̑T̵͕̼͋̈o̵͓̐̋ ̵̙͂̏g̴͓̠̾̆e̸̺̹̳͐̿ẗ̴̹̭́ ̶̣͂̉̿b̴̢̟̲̅̀a̵̳͂͝͝ć̶̯̤̖ḱ̴̪͉ ̵͓̀̈̿a̷͎̥͑̽t̶͈̐ ̶̘̖͑͗͌ẗ̷̝̱́̓h̴̠̩̞̎̓o̴͚̻̺̽͠š̷̥̅e̶̱̤̝͐͠ ̷͉̖̓̍w̵̡̻̆͆h̷̬̅͛ó̸̧̟͖͛͝ ̸͔̇͆̌ṡ̴͓͜u̷̪̮͛͘͜s̸̱̣̣̿p̷̣̮͒ẹ̴̊̈̈́c̵̫̫̩̈́t̸̛̙̑ę̴̇͜d̵̼͚̟̋ ̷̢̞̬͑̑b̸̧̗̥̋̅̇ù̴̗̳̖́ṱ̵̾́͋ ̷̠͗͋͝t̶͚̃͑u̸͉͕̒̿̚r̶̢̼̪̒n̸͎̰͗̾̆e̵̺̠̜̿̍͋ď̴̘͈̘ ̸̝̼̗́̉̈a̴̲̾ ̵͈̑̉͑ḃ̵̦͓̠̆̂l̴̩̙̙̏̽͆ï̸̗ṋ̷̡̗͛ḑ̸͍͓̓ ̸̘̼̀ͅe̷͉̤̽̈̚y̴̦̑e̸̳̔̍̒ ̶̨̙̼̉̈́̅ṱ̷͔͗̆̚ọ̶̌̉ ̴̥̝̝̒̾i̶̠̗̎͜t̵̯̫̻̑͂ ̷͍͉͘ȁ̸̯͖l̸̰̑̓̈́ḷ̵̢̀͑̊.̷̢̥̲͗ ̶̤̪̜͑͌I̶̬̼͌̉͜ţ̵̨̈͐̚͜ ̵̞͓̳̆ẁ̷̘̤å̶ͅs̶͖͊͋̔ ̵̥̖̈͗̀a̵̪̝̠͛ ̶̫̞̓̑̓d̷̦͓̀a̷̞̾ý̶͙̬͋͐ ̵͍̓̕͠ͅo̶̲͎̿̕f̸̱͖̉̈́ ̵͎̈̂r̶̹̽ę̶̪̫͗̽̎ṯ̴̳̈́́r̴̨̖̯̊͗̒į̴̺̩̈́̿̐b̶̹̌̐̕u̵̬̣̥̓t̶̝̽i̴̳̋̒͗o̴̭͈̰̓n̴͈̈́̉.̷͖̝̘̏̄̂ 

Catnap said, watching as the small rabbit smiled back at him. Before Catnap's focus was snapped back to Amber. “And everyone who didn't know?” Hissing at Amber's interruption, Catnap took a page from her book and took a breath to calm himself knowing that her adoptive mother, Jenma. Was a lowly custodian, a grunt worker meant to keep the first floor of the factory clean. It was only natural to wonder about her demise.

N̶̙̐ȍ̷͎ ̶̲̾a̸̰̎d̸͎̈u̷̞͆l̵̳̎t̶̘̓ ̸̬͒w̵̦̎a̴͇̎s̴͚̅ ̵̻͐s̷̟̄p̶̢͝a̷̼̓r̷̨̃e̶̱̎ḏ̶͑.̸̖̀ ̴̖̋I̷͈̓ ̴̠͆k̶͇͆n̷̪̈́o̸͓̐w̷̝̎ ̷̨̐ö̴̫́n̴̹̄l̵̨͘ỵ̶͐ ̵͍̒t̶̥̾ẁ̶̞ȏ̴͜,̷̯̾ ̵̱̌w̸̼͠h̷͉͐o̵̭̍ ̵̯͌ě̶̙s̸̫̋c̶̹͑a̸̝̋p̵͙̌ė̷̦ḍ̸̒ ̸̲͂t̸̢̚h̸̞͝ë̸̤ï̵̬r̸̮͛ ̷͔̀f̴̧́ā̴̖ẗ̴̼́ě̶̝.̴̟̌ ̷͈̈́Ĺ̵̫e̴̚ͅḯ̶̠t̶̾͜h̵̥̃,̴̝͂ ̷̦̾w̶͚͠ȁ̷̢s̴̩͑ ̶̮̉o̸̜̎ṵ̷̀t̷̒͜ ̶̗̾h̴͖̉a̶͎͊v̷͈̿i̶̢͐n̵̳̈́g̵̖͝ ̷̪̔ḁ̶͆ ̸̼̓m̷͈̔ẻ̷̜e̵̗͠ṯ̶̑ḭ̷̽ṋ̵̅g̵̣̓ ̸̣͊á̶̠b̶͖͂õ̶͈u̷̳͘t̴̺̐ ̸͓̾ă̵̝ǹ̸̰ ̷͚̿e̵̯̿x̵̡̄p̸̺̿ȃ̵̲n̴͖͆s̵͕̈́ì̷̦o̷̼͛n̵̥̍ ̸̥͌t̴͍̄ơ̴̢ ̴̫͊ẗ̸̙́h̸̨͐è̷̺ ̴̠̚f̷̧̾ạ̴͋c̶͕͆t̵̠͝o̴̞͋ṙ̵͕ỳ̴̼ ̸͙̂a̶̧͛ṅ̴͎d̶͇̉ ̵̣͐t̸̼̀h̸͇͐e̷̳͠ ̵͉̕p̸̣͘ḧ̵́͜y̵͆͜s̸͍̓i̴̩̅c̵̥̿i̶̹͘a̷̖̓n̷̠̂,̸͉͠ ̴̩̍h̴̋͜e̶̱͘ ̴͓̋l̷͈̐ẽ̶̬f̵̨͌t̸͎̊ ̴͈̂j̵̹̏ù̷̦s̴̞̾t̸̊͜ ̸̪̎b̷̼̐e̴͓̐f̴̫̐o̶͔̐r̸̙͂e̷̺̍ ̸͎̓T̵͈̀h̴͖̅e̵͓̅ ̸̠́H̵̱̚ö̵̘́u̸̡͋ŕ̶̪ ̸̖̕o̵̪͑f̷̡͠ ̷͍̇J̵̠̔o̷̼͑y̵̧͠ ̸̯̓h̸̪́a̸̱̍d̶̟̉ ̶͔̑ḃ̵͍ẽ̶̩g̴͕̋û̵̻n̵̦̄.̶̘̓ ̸͔̄

Catnap finally said watching a wave of sadness wash over Amber as she shut her eyes against the tears and shook her head. “Did any of you think about the children left behind?” She asked, her voice wavering with emotion as Catnap looked down on her. 

O̵͍̪̅͆̎f̵͎̰̼͝ ̸̬̣̳͒ç̵̖̪̈͊͝ớ̶̼u̵̱͊̓̂s̵̠̲̈͠ẹ̵̐ͅ.̸̣̄ ̶̞̍T̴̘͆͝h̴͓͗ë̵̪̼͖́̂̿ ̶̛̲̱̠͒P̷̭̅͝r̴͓̝̓ò̸͙͂ẗ̷͉̩́̋̅o̵̪̣̳̎t̴̹́̈y̸͈̠͋p̵̢̫̒̋̕e̸̎ͅ ̸̖͖͂̇́m̴̮͖̻̑͝ą̶͚̄̈d̵͔͉̞͆̈͠ẹ̵̏͗ ̷̤̏͐̌s̶͕̖̜͝u̴̧͆r̷̹̍̕e̵̢̡̔̓́ ̴̢̛̘̻̍͝t̸͎̠͘ḩ̸͈͆ẻ̸͚̭͋y̷̯̝̓̉ ̶͕͛̒͛w̵̘̓e̵̥͕̻̔͑̒ṟ̴̡̳̀͐̏e̶̾͜͜ ̸̣̥̊ậ̸l̷͓͇̦̍̒l̴̰̂ ̷͎̟͊̒p̸̯̥̙͆ṙ̸̲̊̒ő̴͈̯̌t̶͚̒ͅe̶̗͒͋̎c̸̹̜̐̈́̔t̶̻͘ͅe̸͍̜̟̅d̶̻̂.̸̡͋à̷̝̪͒͌n̸͇̫̈́̇̒d̴̤̅̑́ ̶̛̜t̴̢̋à̷͇̏̊k̷̩̀͋͝e̴͖̭͛ń̸̟͔ ̴̝̝͎̃̈́̇c̴̡͒͌͝å̵͇͍͕͗̈ṙ̴̬̩̀͌ẽ̶̡̜͕ ̶̳̊̐͒ȯ̷̱͐f̷̙̤̀ͅ.̵̨͉̓͜ 

He said, clearly offended by Amber's question before she suddenly shouted glaring at the table. “I'm not talking about the kids of PlayCare! I'm talking about me and all the other children who waited for their parents to come home and never did! You left us all orphans again and we were left to fend for ourselves! Have you any idea what we suffered?!” 

She had tried all night to keep her feeling of losing her mother at the very back of her mind. The memories and rumors that spread like wildfire the months that followed after played like a horrible fast forwarded video. The fear, the sadness, the guilt, the anger, the loneliness, everything she felt at the time all came back to her at once as a newspaper headline flashed to the forefront of her mind. 

The 243 Forsaken Children of Playtime Co. Distance Now Eligible For Foster Care & Adoption

Y̷͈͂̍o̷̢̬̜̫̓ú̴̼͛͗ ̷̞̖̣̓̅̕s̸͇̖̯͖͗e̷͕̍́͝l̸̻̀́f̸̡͓̂ḭ̷̗͠s̶̜͒̐h̸̖̄͜ ̵̢͈͚͗̆̓̆b̶̢͖̟̊͂r̶̥̙̞̃̏ā̶̢̟̜̼́̔ẗ̸̫͇͙́!̷̝̯̆ͅ ̶̠̙̗̖̃̓̔W̶̢̭̏ȇ̷͕̈̚͝ ̸̭͎͔̀͠d̴͙͖̦͊͝į̵̤̳̜̅̈̒̓ḏ̵̢͂ ̵̧̝͐̇ẘ̵̝̋̋̀h̷̻͝a̴̬̔͘͜t̴̜͋ ̸̢̞̋͗͐͛w̸̨̧̱̟̒̈͒ė̸̛͖̝͇͐͠ ̶̛̼͑̌̊ḩ̸̼͚͗͑̾ȁ̵̰̼̲d̷̢͍͔͗̉ ̶͍͙̫̎̅̑̕t̸̙̓o̶͖͍͐̆̎̇ ̴̛̩͇̠̼̃ẗ̶̛̜́͛o̷̙͐̏ ̸̜͕͇͙̔̓s̸̡̈̿̌̚͜t̵̪̜̣̦̄̀ô̵̯͠p̷̙̞͉̲͗̍ ̶̮̹͍͙͑̄t̵̳̒̐̆͊ĥ̷͎̫̣͆͆̒ě̸͙̦̎͐ ̶͖͓̙̫̑̍p̶̟̼̈́a̸̺̱͋̄ì̴͓̙̿̿n̵̘̦̤͆͌̃ ̸̺̹̹̹̾ạ̵̪̋n̷̺̖̻͛́͌̉ͅd̶͔̽͑ ̸̟̹́̃̀ś̵̯͇̪͉͐̕͝u̷̜͖͎̒f̴̰͈̩̀f̴̢̤͓̞͑͠ȩ̴̲̗̥̄r̷͔͚͇̪̈͐̄̈́ȉ̵͎̉ń̶̰͙̼̻͒g̴̤̠̤̏̓ ̵͓̙̜͋̕͝ẃ̴̮̹̆̕͘è̸̺̃̈́ ̵͙̇̓͂͜f̸̫̗͍̋̆̇̚͜a̴͚͠c̴͍͈͐͋́̎e̴̻̗̜͇͗ḏ̵̱̃!̵̱̘̲̖͊̂̈ ̷̭̜̫̀̄̅̕W̶̭̝͍̣̿̍e̵̻̬̣̾ ̷̬̰͎̃̈́̀͘͜d̵̝̰̂̈́i̷̝͂d̷͈̲͛ ̷̰̆͋ī̴͖̪͓͘͘̚t̴͔͓̝͐̑̀̈́ ̸̛̜͗f̴̧̻̓̈ȯ̴̼r̸̯͊ ̴̛̭̻o̴͈͍̎̈́͌̅u̷̝͗r̷̢̭̪͖͂̈ ̶̨̹͍̘̈̏̍F̸̼͉̙͛Ȓ̶̝͈̦͖̇͗͌Ê̶̹͖͋É̷̜D̴̖̓̅͠͠Ǫ̶̯͗M̴̧̛̲͂̿̄!̶̯̪̮̥̈́!̵͙̖͇̅̔͘͠!̷͖̈́̒͑̑  

Catnap shouted instantly standing and smacking the table to the side hard enough for it to hit the wall and break. Dropping her feet back to the floor as pure rage flooded her system. “What freedom?! You're all stuck rotting and starving here! You mangled and tried to kill Kickin and Hoppy for wanting to go outside ! You threatened to kill Bunzo and the others just because they left the Game Station! You maimed Dogday! And for what? Because he didn't agree with you? How is that freedom?! You're all still suffering !” Amber screamed pointing up at Catnap as he growled and batted her hand away.

Y̷̹͖̣͋̑̈́̈o̷̜̠̅ȗ̷̟͉̄̍̚ ̸̧͓̼̀d̷̨͓͐̋͜o̵͈̯̖̊̋n̵͚͈͖̺̿̀'̷̳͚̏͋t̶̫͔͙̟̍̆̀ ̸̜̘̫͑́͘k̵̡̰̾̾̒n̷͍̒̍͗ō̸̱̫͎͑w̶͉̔̆̚͠ͅ ̷̈ͅa̶̺͚̅̋͌͜͠ņ̶͓͓̖̋ÿ̵̻̫̝́͋ť̸̙̟̲͗ẖ̵͋́̓̊ȋ̴͍͌̎ṉ̴͍͒͛̀g̵̱͔̩̲̿̿̽!̷͎̳̄ ̸̭̥̘̂ͅT̴͈͛h̶̢̩͚̎͝ͅe̴̞̽́͛́ ̴̻̯̂͋̋P̷̤͋̀͝r̵̡͕͓̎͐͆õ̷͈̞͉͙̽͒͝t̶̝̒̉͑o̸̥̓͑̀̐t̵̲̜̑̀͒y̷̭̙̺͠p̵͙̯̙̖̈́̾̋̊ḙ̸̓͜ͅ ̵̻͋̆̄̍s̴̝͑a̶̲͋̀͌͂ṽ̷̥̩́̀ẹ̷̽̿̕̚ḍ̷̤́ ̴̺̳́u̷̻͙͌͝ş̵̘̃̈́̓!̴̠̙͈̬͌̈ ̶̫̦̏̿̉͜͝S̷̗̜̙̉̏̒͠a̸̺̠̬̣͛̚v̵͔́́e̴͓͛̏͝d̸̡͈̘͒̿ ̶̟̉̒̑m̵̲͉̽̔͒̇ḛ̷̥̚!̵̫̟̣͇̍̀͠͝ ̶̫̂ͅW̷͖͝ȅ̵̖͖̖̉̑ ̵͎̱̬̅̓̿͜m̴̢̨͖̩͘u̴̯̮͈̳̐s̸̻̜̤̐ẗ̵̻́͂ ̷͇̟̕d̸̨̙̹̀͌͜ǫ̶̬̗̓́͆ ̷̱̽̀̒̀ȃ̵̩͗̈̈s̸̨͉͇̰͐ ̷̧̱̞̫̋̆̏ḩ̶̥̩̼̒̏͠e̵̬̲̅̑ ̷̻̄̓s̸̢͙̤̈́́̇à̶̯̯̣͇̕y̵̛̬̦s̵̹͔̈ ̴̣̤̲̓t̴̯̊̚õ̷͖̓̋ ̸̢͎̗̺͂͋̀͘p̵̙͆͊a̷͇̗͗̓͘͝y̷̳̰̟̗͑͛̃͛ ̷̣͈̞́̏ȟ̸̘̥͑͊̓͜ȉ̸̻̫̳̓́̕m̵̠̞̥̭͐͋ ̴̥̙̈́b̸̠͛͛ā̴̫̜͕̩c̵̻̏k̷̘̏́͘ ̵̝̥͖̇f̸̧̝͍͊o̶̘̍̕r̶̻̿͐͝ ̶͕͔̪̬͗̋͝w̷͓͖͙̝̌̒͐̕ȟ̴͇̹̮̻͊̌̕a̷̦̿͘t̴̗̘̳̖̀́ ̵̢͖̘̙̐̀̈́ĥ̶͖̰̫͔̚e̷̱̖̻͑̑͘'̸̖̈́͑̄s̵̝͎̑̔͝ ̸͈͇̾̀d̸̖̗̘̂́̈́ó̵͔̪̻n̴͚̬̉͌͘͝e̵̛̹̖̱̿ ̸̤̞̦̙̈̈̌͑f̶͍̹̤͇̈̈̌ǒ̷̱̠̎r̵̯̣͋ ̶̦̏̊̑ủ̶̢̔͝s̵͎͍͂́͊!̴̹̳̞̤̄. 

Catnap shouted slamming his paw to the floor to tower over Amber who matched his intense gaze. “Then you're not free! This Prototype guy sounds like an over controlling dictator! If you were actually free then you'd be able to leave , have your own opinions , you wouldn't be starving to death! Tell me honestly, are you happy ?! Do you walk around blissfully content with your life?! You're okay with seeing so many broken dead toys everywhere, covering this place from top to bottom with death and decay!?”

Amber yelled almost standing from her seat before Catnap slammed his paw into her knocking her chair back to pin her to the floor as he growled angrily at her. 

Ò̵͖f̷̥͑ ̸̝̈c̵͍̋ò̴̫u̷̦͗r̸̟͛s̸̢̐e̴̬͛ ̸͆͜n̸̟̏ô̴̪t̸͎̉!̸̤̾ ̷̦̂B̶͍̏u̵̟͂t̸̜͝ ̵̪͋t̸̟̎h̷͙̀e̵̳͑ ̶͚̿P̷̪̔r̷̯̓ô̷̮t̴̥̒o̵̳̓t̵͇͝y̷͖͠p̵̬͛e̸͚͒ ̶̳͑s̵̳̀ȁ̸͙i̸̙͘d̶̬͋ ̶͍̓w̸͂ͅe̸͇̽ ̵͆͜a̷̟͝ṛ̴̀ē̴̖ ̷̙͝n̵̨̎ò̵̟t̴̥̒ ̵͉̾s̶͖͒ã̶͔f̷̢̌e̵̼͌ ̴̧́î̷͕f̶̝͌ ̸̡̍w̶͕̓e̵͙̍ ̶͍́l̴͕͑ȅ̶̡a̵̜̚v̴̧̎ë̵̳!̵̫͗ ̵͔̀W̷͇̿e̵͈̽ ̷̢̒a̷̝̓r̷͓̔ė̸̬ ̷̹͐l̵̳͘ī̷͖v̵̞̚i̷̗̚n̶͓͛g̸̦͒ ̵͍͛t̵̜̾o̴̰͗y̵̞͝s̸͈͆,̷̢͋ ̷̳́m̵̳͂ŏ̸͜n̷̥̈́s̸͈̍t̵̨̚e̵̬̊r̷̞̓s̴̥̀ ̸̤̓m̴̡̅ȃ̴̝d̵̛͙ḛ̸̅ ̸͙̕b̵̩͝y̴̬͊ ̸͋ͅh̷̙̔u̴͖͑m̸̠̔a̶̮͐n̶̙̓ ̸̖͂h̶͍͝ă̶͕n̴̰̈́d̶̘͗s̵̯͆ ̶̛̘f̶̹̄o̷̗͂r̶̲̂ ̸̈́ͅṱ̷͂h̷͓͆ë̵͈́ ̴̗̏ḛ̷̇n̴̝̔j̸̰̕o̵̺͐y̵̼͆m̵͇̃e̸̖͝n̵̨̏t̴̜́ ̵̢̈́o̷̫͊f̸͎͝ ̸̟̂ǫ̴́t̵̰͠h̸̗̕e̴͈͒ȑ̶̪s̸̟̔!̸̻̈́ ̵̭̈I̵̜̓f̵̜͝ ̶̋͜w̷͍̒e̵̯̊ ̵͔͑l̴̜͆ę̴́a̸̞̿v̸͈̿é̸ͅ ̷̙̎w̶͈̌e̴̫͌ ̸͙̀w̸͓͠i̸͔͛ĺ̶̤l̴̹̎ ̶̪͑o̴̗̓ń̵̪l̷̦̊ẏ̵͉ ̵̈ͅb̶̍ͅȇ̵̠ ̴͚̿c̴̍͜ā̴͉p̴̣̈́t̵̼̃u̸̮͝r̵̞̕ẽ̵͖d̵̮̍ ̴̺̈́a̵͈͝ṉ̴͋d̶͎͋ ̷͕̽t̶͍̅o̴͓͗r̶͍̃t̷̗̋ü̷͇r̶͚̚ė̸̝d̵̻͊ ̷̝͌o̷̠̅n̶͇͂c̵̲̃é̷̡ ̶͕̆m̵͖̌o̴͔̅r̵͍̾ẹ̴̕ ̵̨̒f̴͓͌ő̴̢r̷͇̀ ̵̪̌ẗ̷̼́h̷̳̄ė̵̜ ̶͉́s̴͇͗e̶̦̅c̶̺̓r̷͙͗ẹ̸́t̸̹͑ś̵̬ ̸̠̂ó̴̱u̷̮̅ẗ̴̢́ ̷͕̓b̸͎͛o̵̟̊d̷̠̃i̴̝͝ĕ̷̲s̶͔̈́ ̴̛̫h̶̝̾o̷̢̐l̵̮̈́d̶̯͋!̷̢̍ ̴͓̈́I̴̠̒f̴͈͒ ̴̙̔Ĩ̷͉ ̴̹̓n̵̩̾e̴̘̐è̵̟d̷͔͛ ̷̠̎t̷̬͒ǒ̴ͅ ̵̠̂b̴̪͌ẹ̷̅ ̸̤̾t̸͈͒h̶̝́è̵̹ ̸͖̒v̶̼͂i̴̦͋l̷̝̑l̶͖͗a̴̻͗i̸͍̔n̷̓ͅ ̴̹̏ẗ̷̨́o̸͇͠ ̴̗̐k̷͜͠ě̸̜e̶̼͌p̴̩͌ ̸̤̚o̴̗͘ṯ̶̋h̶̰̀e̶͛͜r̵̮͗s̴̭̑ ̸̼̆ş̸͋a̴̺̽f̴̢́e̶̬̿ ̵͉́I̴̡͝ ̷̗́w̶͎͗i̵̳̊l̵͙͑l̶̡͝!̷̣̕ ̷͑ͅĬ̵̮'̸̥͆m̵͖̐ ̴̮̑d̴͔͊ḙ̴̄v̷͖́o̶̦͒ẗ̶̹ḙ̵̈́d̶̢̉ ̵̧̇t̷͓̑õ̵̻ ̴̰͊t̸̮͘ȟ̶͎ë̷̯́ ̶̤̾P̵̘͆r̶̥̄o̵̹̒t̸̬̂ō̴̤t̷̟̿y̴̜̅p̴̨̑e̶̋͜ ̶̃ͅb̵̺̑e̷̝̎c̸̩̋a̸̱͆u̶̙͐s̶̭̓e̴͖͝ ̵̟̄ḣ̵̫ě̸̟ ̸̳̈́ḧ̵͜ạ̶̈́s̶̡̅ ̵̹̍b̶̤̚e̴̲̿ḙ̷̄n̶͓̎ ̸͙͑ţ̵̈h̶͉̀ë̸̳́ ̸̭́ȯ̵̤n̷͈͌l̸͓̏y̷̪̒ ̶̙̈́ỏ̸̬n̴͎̈ẹ̷̐ ̷̻̾t̸̯̾ȏ̴̥ ̴͖̊e̴̐͜v̷͍̈́e̶̲̚r̷͇̾ ̵͎̎c̵͎̿å̵̮r̴͎̉ẹ̶͘ ̸̳̓f̸͈̓ö̴͕r̴̢̛ ̴̻̃m̶̩̆é̸̯!̴̲̃ ̷͙̑N̵͇̔ö̸̦́ ̸̧̒e̷͓̾ĺ̵͔s̵̯͂e̵̘̔ ̵̦̀m̴̊ͅå̸̯y̷̕͜ ̴̨́ù̸̗n̷͖̈́d̴̬̾ḙ̷̄r̴̲̆s̸̫̆t̵͖͑a̸͔͘ń̷̮d̷͇̋ ̸̱͌ẃ̶̞ḩ̵͆y̵̻͘ ̴̩́o̷͉͋r̸̯̀ ̶̠̀w̶͍̉h̷͔̿a̵̛͉t̴̨͊ ̴͕̑I̴̙̍ ̶͉̅h̸͜͝a̶̖̐v̵̲̕e̸̮̕ ̸̟͛t̴̝̾ŏ̸͔ ̸̥̆d̵͙̊o̷͙͝ ̵̢̈́b̷̩͆u̶̦͑t̷̻̊ ̷͚̏i̵̳͋ţ̶͘'̵̱̋s̷̱̎ ̶̺̔t̷͔̅h̵̜̍ȩ̷̈́ ̷̛̰b̸̙̅u̴̠̾r̴͎̍d̸̫͐e̷̯̚ń̸̗ ̷̲̍Ḯ̵͔ ̵͙̓s̷̻͗h̶̹̓o̶͒ͅu̶̩̓l̷̝͌d̷̜͌é̸̦r̶͔̈́!̴͍̕ ̶͘͜Ÿ̴̹́ö̷̖ǘ̵̱ ̵̝̂á̸̲r̴͙͆e̸̥͋ ̵̰́a̷̭͐ ̶̺̔c̸̣̿h̸̬̃ỉ̸̖l̷̳͗d̵͍͌ ̷̝̉w̴̗̎h̴̢̏o̷̼͂ ̷̡͂w̸̲̑ā̶̩s̷̢̑ ̷̳̀m̷̢̀e̷̪̐r̶͚̋ċ̷͔i̴͎̔f̸́͜u̶̩͘l̸̻͑ĺ̶̜ỹ̴̫ ̷̘̈i̴̜̐g̸̯̐ǹ̶̲o̵̰̊r̶̲͝ă̶̗n̶̥͒t̴̞̾ ̵̬̾t̵̻̎o̴̥̿ ̴̼̆ě̶̺v̴͓̂e̸͈̍r̶̡̓ỳ̶̻t̸̚͜h̵͍͊i̴͔̊n̶̜̈g̴̤̚ ̶̯͛t̸̳͠h̶̪͋a̷̺̋t̷̩̐ ̷̣̓ẇ̷̱ē̶̻ñ̸̥t̵̔͜ ̸̩̔ǫ̴͂n̵̙̿!̶͈͊ ̷͉͊D̸̮̏o̷͊ͅ ̵͈̈́n̶̬͠ô̴̼t̷̲͝ ̸̋͜ȧ̵̟c̶̤͗t̶̹͠ ̷͓̌l̶̙̈́ï̸̙k̸͔̒è̶͙ ̷̙͒y̴͖̕ò̸̙u̴̢̎ ̸̧̅h̵̲͌a̶͙̕v̴̹̂é̸̺ ̵͓̀t̶̫͠h̵̭̕e̵͈̅ ̷̡̽ř̵͈ḯ̸͔g̶͎̕ẖ̷̊ṱ̴͛ ̴̗͐t̶͕̅ŏ̷̼ ̵̢́j̴̝̾ư̴͜ḓ̵͠ġ̶̟ë̵̖ ̷̞̌ù̸̞s̸̘̏!̶̲̊

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Who knew a toy could cry. Even though their humanity had been ripped from them, and their bodies forcibly changed into that of monsters and children's playthings. There was one thing that remained as fact for all of them. Every toy in the factory was still human at heart. They still felt emotions and pain, and they were all trying to live and deal with the trauma done to them.

Laying frozen under Catnap's deadly claws Amber could only stare up at the purple cat above her as he panted and shook from letting all of his bottled and pent up emotions out while his tears fell onto her face leaving clean salty lines down her cheeks as they cleaned off the thin layer of blood coating her face. There was so much said, and so much emotion needing to be felt, but there was no way either of them could understand what the other had been through and endured over the years.

Shakily moving Amber had lightly touched Catnap's wrist as his claws slowly curled into her skin, her own tears started falling leaving clear streaks of their own down the sides of her face. “I'm so sorry.” It was quiet but genuine and held so much weight behind it that it made the overwhelmed Smiling Critter who flinched back and away from Amber before he turned to sprint out of the room without another word. Instantly rolling over and pushing herself up to follow Amber had just gotten to her feet when everything blurred suddenly and went black causing her to collapse to the floor unconscious. The pain, the blood loss, the dehydration, and the drop of adrenaline had finally caught up with her. 

The only one left in the room was the small Bunzo toy that slowly and hesitantly came out of its hiding place to approach the downed girl. To carefully check on her and  to collect some of her blood in its symbol to drink. He was no longer afraid for his life and he needed to consume something to replace the pained emptiness in his stomach. And from what it witnessed and heard the girl whouldn't mind him indulging in her blood. That was until he heard loud shouting coming from where the girl had initially come from followed by many snarling growls.

Having no time to hide or do anything really, the small Bunzo toy screeched as the door to the lobby burst open by Jean followed by a collection of others following behind him as they all rushed to the girls side. Backing away as much as it could, the small toy froze at the sight of its bigger bodied brother before coming face to face with other toys his size that were both worried and angry wanting to know what happened.

Jean had felt like he was entitled to be furious with Amber when she decided to leave PlayCare, but soon had to let it go, understanding that he had been in the wrong as well. They had just reunited and he told her to wait for him to answer a call from someone who in all pretenses was suspicious. If it had been the other way around Jean knew without a doubt he'd be pissed over it. He would've snatched the phone from her, would've asked every question in the book about who was calling, why they were calling, and what they wanted. And right now that was all Jean was thinking about as he was in the middle of running for his life from a massive horde of Smiling Critter plushies.

“Now I know why Amber doesn't like these Fuckers! Damnit!” He shouted pointing his new flare hand behind him to empty its clip once more as he tried to hurriedly crawl through the PlayHouses tubing trying to find a way out. Falling through an open tube in the floor Jean cursed as he held his nose before scrambling forward finally coming to a semi open room with a slide at the other end. Bolting over to it and jumping to slide down, Jean twisted in his descent to fire a few more flares, getting loud screeches and snarls from the near hundred Critters chasing him.

Hitting the bottom of the slide Jean was off once more down the padded hallway and through a doorway to a dark room where Jean immediately turned left dodging the play structures in the room as he headed straight for the lit doorway at the very end of the room. Noticing the purple launch plate in the doorway Jean instantly turned to swap his orange flare hand for the purple propulsion one. Aiming for the launch pad as he jumped, Jean flew the short six feet to the platform on the other side as a shutter door slammed shut causing the multiple Critters on the other side to scream, screech, growl, and claw at the door.

Backing away onto the lift Jean breathed a short sigh of relief as the sliding rail shut and the lift activated taking him to the secondary floor leading to the very top of the PlayHouse. Walking into the room Jean instantly turned to look in the open doorway to his left and found that it was completely blocked off. Walking past the cutout of Dogday Jean paused to look at it for a moment. He's only seen Catnap up to this point and he's begun to worry that the other seven might jump out and attack him or Amber. That the leadership has switched from caring capable Dogday to loner hostile Catnap who's pulling all the strings. 

“I hope Amber's safe and that she's not too mad I didn't wait for her.” He said turning to head to the only open exit, that being the slide that could be seen from outside. Laying back and tucking the Grabpack handle close as he slid, Jean was more than happy to breathe the open air of PlayCare as its sunset cycle kicked in before he heard the ruckus coming from across the room when Ollie started calling. Ignoring the call and immediately heading for the noise Jean was expecting to see Amber with her toy companions but stopped short at the large group of toys crowding the Counselors Building door all of their attention set on trying to break in.

“Kicken hurry up and open it already! We gotta get her out of there!” Hoppy yelled, shifting her weight from side to side in ansy worry as the said bird was kneeling down trying to pick the lock. “I'm trying! Do you want me to break the pick again?! It takes time! I know we have to get in there but the fucking Counselors put a heavy duty lock on the door!” Kicken snapped feathers ruffled as he tried to forcibly pick the door's lock with unprofessional tools. “How do you even know how to pick locks?” Dogday asked, sitting on top of a burrito wrapped Craftycorn who was trying to break free from her restraints.

Staring at the scene before him, Jean snapped out of it when Ollie tried to call him again, this time catching Bunzo's attention who was on the side of the building trying to break through a window, making the yellow and green rabbit screech and rush him. Unable to contemplate running, Jean took a step back as Bunzo grabbed his arm and started pulling him toward the group growling and pointing to the building as the Huggys all turned and chimed in with growls and snarls of their own making the four Smiling Citters turn to see who Bunzo and the Huggy's were yelling at.

“Oh great, how was your trip through the school? Bet Miss Delight was a delight.” Kicken said, his voice full of mockery and stress, making Dogday shake his head and sigh. “That has never been funny nor is it clever.” Hoppy said, turning to jump down the stairs to meet with Jean who confusedly looked at all of the toys wondering where the hell they popped in from. “Hey, your kid followed Catnap into the Counselors Building! Tell me you got keys to open the door.” Hoppy said, grabbing Jean by the shoulders to shake him, making Jean gape at her in alarm.

“What do you mean she followed him in?! How long has she been in there?! Why didn't any of you try to stop or follow her!?” Jean yelled, breaking away from Hoopy to step around her to see just how fantic the toys actually were in their efforts of getting into the secure building. “It's the last thing any of us expected! Now do you have the keys or not!?” Hoppy yelled angrily when Kicken cursed loudly as his pick broke. “Fucking damn it! That was my last one!” 

Hearing that Jean turned on his heel to sprint towards the door leading under the statue, Ollie must have been trying to call him in regards to Amber and what she did. Taking the turn too sharply and smacking his shoulder against the corner of the wall Jean stumbled towards the open caged delivery shoot to see a set of keys dangling on the end hook. Snatching the keys and turning right back around Jean felt himself panic and worry just as much as when he and Amber were being chased by Huggy, when Mommy took Amber, when they ended up separated after the train crash.

There had been too many instances where Amber was nearly lost to him. And the thought of truely losing her had him skipping steps up the stairs and shoving any toy out of his way so he could jam the key into the lock and twist. Flinging the door open and sprinting inside. “Amber! Amber, where are you?!” Jean called followed by several toys also screaming and calling for her when Jean paused for only a second to notice the broken window on the door leading to the check in desk and several semi large droplets of blood on the floor and knowing that's where Amber had gone. 

Running forward and slamming the door out of his way Jean followed the blood trail along the floor and wall until he came to the end of the hall where he turned and saw that the blood pooled on the table. Calling out for Amber again Jean slammed into the door and froze at the sight of Amber laying still on the floor. Fearing the worst Jean sprinted forward and dropped to her side followed by the others who now panicked at the sight when Tiny Huggy and Bron spotted the lone Tiny Bunzo and rushed it.

Turning Amber over Jean shook as he cradled her and swallowed hard at the sight of her, he's been a physician and medical doctor for years. And never in his career did he lose his composer, until now. She was covered in fresh blood, she was so pale and she was unresponsive. Instantly resting Amber on his knee and flinging his Grabpack off his shoulders Jean tore off his button up to press it to her stomach as he felt at her throat. She had a pulse, it was slower than he'd like but she was alive. Mind running too fast to think straight Jean flinched and moved to cover Amber as he felt someone grab his shoulder and turned to see Dogday trembling.

“Is she alright? Is there anything we can do?” Dogday asked eyes flicking back and forth from Jean to Amber then back as Jean took a deep breath and hooked his arms under Amber's body. “I'm taking her outside. There's a pool with a still working cleaning system, I can clean her wounds there. You two! Go to the sick room in Home Sweet Home and take anything and everything that's still good to use!” Jean said and ordered pointing at Kickin and Hoppy who instantly turned to do as told while Bunzo moved to pick up Dogday out of Jean's way who got up and started running out of the building.

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The chlorine in the duck pool had long since run out, but the pump and filter were surprisingly still good after ten years. And luckily enough it was right next to the Counselors Building. Using his shirt like a rag to sop up water to then try and clean off Amber's stomach Jean felt like the worst father in the world. And that thought made him pause, in the ten years he's been Amber's guardian it was agreed between the two when he took her in. That they wouldn't see each other as family, at the time Jean felt so guilt ridden over the disappearance ordeal that he took in the first child he thought of and Amber was a house call he made that very day.

She was the perfect child to take in. She was an orphan before, she was adopted before, and no one else in her adoptive family could take her. The only problem was that she didn't want any other person than Jenma to be her parent, so he struck up the agreement that he wasn't her dad and she wasn't his daughter. They were just two people that needed each other until they didn't anymore. But at some point it must have changed without either of them realizing it. Until they came here. What Amber said at the very start of this horrid adventure finally put the final nail in the coffin.

Shaking his head and getting back to work Jean had just turned to ring out his shirt again to wipe away more of the blood covering Ambers stomach when Dogday and Bunzo followed by the tiny toys finally came out of the Counselors Building after interacting the Bunzo doll found in the same room as Amber while the mini Huggys and PJ took to looking after Caftycorn while also raiding the Toy Store and School for things of use. 

“Sir. According to what the toy said, Amber had convinced Catnap to sit and speak with her. Civilly . I'm surprised she managed it. I've never known Catnap to actually listen to anyone other than the Prototype.” Dogday said as Bunzo set him down along with Jean's Grabpack as the bearded man sighed and decided that the blood he was wiping away was fresh from her wounds and that until he had anything to stop it properly, he had to just hold his ruined shirt to her wounds. “I wouldn't be surprised. Ambers always had a way with words or connecting with someone in general. And if that doesn't work she's stubborn enough to force the matter. I just want to know how she convinced that beast not to smoke her out.”

Jean said turning to look towards Home Sweet Home hoping to see Hoppy and Kickin with the supply's he needed when Bunzo chucked proudly making Dogday whip around to stare in shock. “What do you mean she broke his dispenser?! When? How? ” He asked but just before Bunzo could explain the harrowing endeavor of the fight at the train wreck the phone Jean picked up started ringing once more. “God damnit Ollie! Give me a minute! I swear to God if that thing rings one more time I'm throwing it into the pool.”

Jean snapped instantly hitting the end button to shut the infernal thing off and tossed it to the side near his Grabpack as Dogday bowed his head a little, torn on the whole matter. He knew that Jean was the true angel Poppy sent for and that she needed him to help end the torment, but Jean was the only one with the knowledge and capability to help Amber who was his angel. And Dogday was feeling guilty for wanting to be so selfish as to keep Jean from his duties to Poppy in favor of making Amber better but just as he was about to convince the man to do what Poppy wanted his friends finally came back from Home Sweet Home both looking shocked and angry.

“You damn jackass! You set several places on fire!” Kickin shouted a growl lacing his tone as he carried several abandoned children's backpacks alongside Hoppy who carried a better kept set of bedding from one of the storage closets. “Are you planning to burn the place down?” Hoppy yelled coming to a stop next to Jean who immediately started rummaging through the backpacks to pull out anything he could use. “No I wasn't, shit was just in my way and it ended up on fire.” He said, tuning to the pool to start swishing a few of the things around to clean them off.

Before pulling his shirt away from Amber's wounds Jean turned to clean and ring it out before tearing strips from it for makeshift bandages. “What are you planning to do?” Dogday asked as Jean tied a strip above Amber's elbow. “She's lost a lot of blood, I need to give her a transfusion. We're lucky we're the same blood type and that you guys found the proper things for it.” Jean said, turning to tie off his arm making Kickin move forward to help tie it. “Shouldn't you stop her bleeding first?” Hoppy asked as Bunzo chucked in agreement making the bearded man glower.

“I will, I just need to get this started. I don't know how much blood she's lost nor do I know her proper heart rate. I want to make sure her body won't start failing because there's not enough blood in her system.” Jean said finishing his prep work on a two way transfusion tube before sticking one end into Amber's arm and pulled the tied piece of fabric over it to keep it in place before sticking himself with a grimace. “Kickin tie another strip over the needle to keep it still while I try to suturing her.”

Jean ordered as all the toys either sat or stood frozen at the sight of the blood in the tube come sliding out of Jean's arm to slowly but smoothly slip through the tube down to Amber, it was a reminder of what they had been through but also made their stomachs churn in hunger. “Kickin! Will you snap out of it? I can't help Amber if I'm stuck holding the needle in place!” Jean snapped, breaking the toys from their trance as Kickin muttered an apology before doing as told. Hearing a few growls heading their way, Dogday happily turned to the Mini Huggys and PJ who carried the things they found. One of them even thought to take the bed Miss Delight used from the school.

“How's Crafty doing?” He asked, looking at the wriggling unicorn in PJ's mouth as she grunted and screamed against the gag wrapped around her face and the blanket keeping her trapped. Humming at the response he got, Dogay turned back to Amber and pulled the pillow Hoppy retrieved over to place it under her head. Moving fast to suture Ambers wounds Jean used quick double wrapped knots for each stitch before glancing to the canine. “Hey, Dogday. If I have enough thread after this I can stitch you up as well. I can't imagine it's comfortable with half your body being open.”

Jean offered making the ex-leader freeze before lowering his head. “ No. I can do it myself. Sorry, but it's the last thing I want for an ex-scientist to come anyway near me with medical equipment.” Dogday said, trying to hold back his growl as the other surrounding toys silently stared at the maimed dog in understanding. Sighing as he nodded Jean motioned for Hoppy to snip the thread so he could move onto the next stitch. Before freezing as Amber twitched and groaned making Jean instantly turn to the Mini Huggy's.

“One of you go catch one of the Catnap dolls in PlayHouse! I cant have Amber waking up while I'm still trying to help her! I don't have any anesthesia to help with the pain or keep her asleep.” Jean said, getting several curious growls as the three Smiling Critters stared at Jean. “You can't be serious!” Hoppy said, moving to grab Jean's arm before catching herself and just swinging her hand instead. “You should know what the red smoke's effects are! Do you want her to thrash around while having a nightmare!?” Kickin snarled saiding to stop the Huggy's from doing as told while Dogday balled his fists. “Even if you used the bare minimum dose of red smoke you dont know how she'll react to it.”

Dogday said, making Jean clench his jaw. “There's nothing else I can do. And unless you all want to forcefully hold Amber down while she's screaming in pain. Then waste more time arguing because the longer we wait the more likely Amber is to wake up.” Jean said, glowering at the Citters who each matched his gaze before Kickin swore and turned to march over to the tent themed building while pointing to the confused Huggy's. “I'm not about to let any of them get jumped in the PlayHouse. I know the layout. I'll be back in a minute.” 

Kinckin growled, forcefully kicking the door open to disappear within the darkness leaving everyone to sit in tense silence before Jean suddenly lost his balance and dipped to the right before instantly popping back straight and shook his head. “I've hit the limit on how much blood I can give Amber.” Jean said, carefully putting the surgical needle down on Amber before turning to remove the needle from his arm. Tilting her head. “How much blood did you end up giving her? It's been a good five to ten minutes.” Hoppy asked as Jean blinked several time then pinched at his eyes as he thought about it.

“Medically speaking since I'm experiencing light headedness, possibly thirteen to fourteen percent of my blood? Which is…70? Milliliters of blood. Which is beyond the maximum amount of blood any person can give a day.” Jean said, removing the needle from Amber's arm and making her grimace and twitch. Causing everyone to freeze hoping she'd stay asleep when they heard Kickin calling out to Dogday. “I'm sorry, I know we only needed one but it's like they have a damn hive mind. I say I only need the one and the rest just fucking followed.”

Turning to the scared chicken both Dogday and Jean pulled similar faces at the sight of the many Smiling Critter plushies following after Kicken who was carrying a small Catnap plush. Instantly moving to the other side of Amber with a heated squint and his ears pulled back. “As long as they don't try anything it should be fine.” Dogday growled, making Jean nod. “Just toss the one over here and keep the others over there.” He said getting Tiny Huggy, Bron, and Tiny Bunzo move to translate and help keep the Critters at bay as Kickin tossed the Catnap in his hold over to Hoppy who caught him and placed him across from Dogday.

“Help keep her asleep until he is done closing her wounds.” Dogday ordered pointing from Amber to Jean getting a growling hiss from the small cat plush which caused the Huggy's and Bunzo to snarl at it. Watching the plush flinch with its ears falling back, Jean felt a flash of guilt as the Catnap toy slowly walked closer to Amber and released a good spritz of red smoke in her face. But he knew she'd stay asleep, and now with his arm free from having to be kept still Jean could work faster than he had been going due to him needing to keep the arm the blood was being drawn from still.

And after another fifteen minutes Jean was able to close the four long gashes across her stomach. Staring at the sutures Jean then looked to Amber. She was going to have scars, and she was lucky that Catnap hadn't cut past her abdominal wall. Sighing as he turned to the makeshift bandages Jean had Kickin and Hoppy lift Amber to securely wrap the new sutures before Kickin moved the unconscious girl to the bed the Huggys brought. Standing with his Grabpack in hand, Jean had just gotten it clipped and secured when the playphone started ringing again. Groaning in annoyance Jean picked up the phone and walked away from the group of toys to answer it leaving the toys to watch over Amber.

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She didn't want to leave PlayCare and go someplace new. All she wanted to do was play hide and seek, it was her favorite game, she was very good at hide and seek. Especially since the guardians of Playcare were normally the ones trying to find her. Sulking in her seat on the train Amber frowned up at the staff member escorting the group of kids to Game Station. “Why I gotta go? Don't wanna.” She said making the older man whose entire body was blurry and splotchy except for a gold pin on a conductor's hat he wore patted her head as he turned to her the image of a childs drawing of a smile on his face. “It'll be fun! And you'll get to see the other big toys Playtime's made. I'm sure you and Mommy Long Legs will get along. At least better than you do with the Critters I hope.”

The staff member said joyously before muttering to himself as he walked away to check on another child in the back seats. Frowning again and hugging her legs, Amber turned to watch the dark wall pass by before they came through the tunnel entrance to the Game Station where more than just the children of PlayCare were all gathered playing on the play structures and playground equipment in the massive multi-colored room. “Alright everyone, time to get off the train and go see what level of aptitude you're all capable of in Playtimes specialty created games.”

The escort employee said making the children of all ages excitedly get up from their seats to run off the train to join the other kids down on the playground. Feeling a wave of nervousness Amber slipped off her seat to hide under it. She didn't want to be here, the lights weren't like PlayCare's, the kids were unfamiliar, and it didn't feel right. Covering her mouth to keep quiet Amber flinched when the employee figured out that she hadn't left the train and scooped her up out of her hiding place.

“That means you too, little one. Com'on time to go play with the others.” He said holding the three year old up under her armpits at arms length as he turned to plop her out of the train's door to then shut it before she could turn around. Spinning around and balling her small fists. “Don't wanna!” Amber yelled before freezing at a feminine giggle behind her. “My oh my! You're so small! Hello there! I'm Mommy Long Legs. What's your name?” Instantly spinning around and coming face to face with a large pink bulbous and spindly lady with a very sweet smile on her face.

Amber hummed and played with her fingers as she mumbled her name making the stretchy doll stretch her face just a bit closer. “Oh, my sweet girl, there's no need to be shy with Mommy. Come here, let's get you all settled before your turn with the games.” Mommy said carefully and gently cupping Amber's face while rubbing her thumb along the three year old's cheek before taking her hand to lead her over to a group of other toddlers playing in the small house having a tea party. 

“My little ones, I have a new guest for you!” Mommy said smiling at the three blurry little girls dressed in princess dresses, tiaras, and boas who turned to smile at Mommy with the same kid drawn smiles like the escort. “Hi, I'm M̶̛̮̱̮͕̭͓͍̓́͊̿̈͝o̸͙̎̆̅͋̆̒̕̕l̵̢͖̬̬͚̥̟̘̏̎ļ̷̧̲̹̹̈́͑ͅỳ̴̡̢̡͉͉̼̯͇͗͂̈́͋! That is S̵̛̲͌̾̃̔ǘ̵̦̖̹̬̣̥͜s̴̫͎̮̮̣̻̉ị̴̖̲͛͆ę̵̝̟̼̰͗͌̈́̑́͌̓̕ͅ and E̶͚͙̹̰̲̝̋̌̔͘̕m̵̫̯͛ḭ̸̦̏͆̌̕l̷̘̠̅̽͐͘͝͝y̶̨̛̼̠͐́̈́̐̾͘͜͝. Do you like Mommy's Lemonade?” One of the girls asked, instantly popping up from her seat to pull Amber into the house and over to the bright yellow table to sit her down on a pink chair. Blinking at the girls and slowly nodding, Amber then turned to look at Mommy, getting a comforting smile and wave from her, Amber flinched and blinked at the blinding brightness of the vending machines image of Mommy enjoying a lemonade .

“Alright girls I want you to play nice! Now Mommy has to go find Ą̸͈̟̖̣̗̏͝r̵̞̱͇̱̝̍̍́ͅṯ̸̡͌̉̔͋́͊ḧ̷͓͙̤̰͕́̎̊ṷ̵͚͊r̵̪͙̗͓̎̍̌̚, it's his turn to play Musical Memory.” Mommy said waving one last time before walking away. Turning back to the other three girls who were staring at her, Amber frowned at them. This isn't right. She was never brought to a tea party during her first visit to Game Station, Mommy brought her to the swings and spent a minute pushing her and making her smile and laugh before going to find the boy needing to play Musical Memory. Getting up from the table and knocking her chair over Amber watched as the smiling crayon faces turned to frowns.

She was having another dream. And just like before it was changing her memories of back then. “This didn't happen. After Mommy left I heard someone calling for me.” Amber said, freezing at the sound of her voice. It wasn't her toddler voice but the one she had now as a teenager. “ Amber this way. Come here, i'll help you get back to PlayCare. ” The voice was deafening like someone was speaking directly in her head and came out as if multiple people took turns speaking. But it was the same voice as from back then. Turning and running from the little house, Amber's body moved on its own and towards the back of the room.

Coming to a stop Amber looked up to the door that the voice had come from. When this first happened, Amber had gotten off the swings and was invited to a game of hide and seek. It blended in so seamlessly as if no one was supposed to know it was there. Frowning at the door Amber blinked as it opened and saw a brisk shadow pass by. Instantly following it Amber frowned at the running Huggy doll ten steps ahead of her. It was just like this thirteen years ago, the Huggy doll led her up to the observation deck above Game Station.

At the time she explained that the Huggy Wuggy in her arms had opened the wall and led her up there. And not five minutes later was she back on the train heading for PlayCare where the Councilors told her the Huggy Wuggy dolls didn't move and that she had an overactive imagination but still had to take the doll away from her because it didn't belong to her.

Coming to an instant stop Amber watched the Huggy doll stop running and turned back to look at her with the same face as the escort and the girls. But just as it did everything started blurring and running like someone poured water on top of a painting. Flinching at a sharp pain in her stomach Amber shut her eyes and held her body waiting for the pain to go away before opening her eyes and found herself in a hallway.

Instantly looking around Amber heard a grate fall behind her, making her turn to it and see the Candycat she was given as a child go scampering into a vent. “Wait! Don't leave! I'll get in trouble if I lose you!” Amber yelled running to the open vent to see that her toy had stopped just before a corner and turned back to her. “ Amber if it's so dear to you. Then come get her. ” Freezing at the voice that called to her Amber instantly knew what Memory she was reliving. 

Feeling her heart thunder against her rib cage Amber slowly and shakily took two steps forward to start crawling into the vent when someone suddenly called out to her. “Hey! What do you think you're doing!? You can't go in there, you'll get lost!” Hearing something wooden hit the tiling floor Amber then felt someone snag her by the waist and pull her from the vent and up into the air before being placed on their hip. “Now why was a cutie like you trying to play in the vent?” Slowly looking up Amber sucked in a breath at the curious smile being pointed at her by Jenma.

Bright red curling hair pulled back with a splotchy tydyed bandana, brilliant green eyes surounded by hundreds of freckles. And a smile that was so warm and comforting. Amber could remember every detail about Jenma. This was the day they met. A boy had taken her Candycat away and tossed it outside of Game Station making her chase after it until it went into an open vent. Amber remembered everything about meeting Jenma, from her hand made bead earrings to her hand embroidered jean overalls covering the Playtime yellow polo the staff members wore. “M-my Candycat went in there. I get in trouble if I lose it.” Amber mumbled, turning away from the artistic janitor to point to the open vent, making the woman squat down to peek inside and watch the blue cat disappear around the corner.

“Ah. That's unfortunate. Maybe your mama or papa can get you another one if you ask nicely?” Jenma said, lightly setting Amber on her feet before standing up to look down at the child who looked at her shoes and shook her head. “Don't got mama or papa. Mrs. Â̴̹̂͊̓̽̿͐͝n̷̤̠̳̻̯̫͚̯̹̥̄̈́͛d̵̠͈̘̭̩̼̜͚́̈́̑̀̀͊̂͛͆̊ͅṛ̷̦̤̓͌̎̏́͝e̷̡̛̩̖͍͋̀́̀̓́͐͝ẅ̸̢̞͔͕̟̥̃̍̋̋͋̏̽̎͑s̷̥̅̎̀ said I get one toy for Game Station so I gotta take care of it.” Amber said, taking hold of her dress as Jenma froze and smacked her head before turning away to quietly curse herself out for not realizing sooner. 

“Wait, if you're from PlayCare and the Game Station what are you doing all the way out here? This is the east wings loading docks” Jenma asked turning around to get back to Amber's level as she pointed to the vent once more. “Candycat ran away and I'm gonna be in trouble.” Amber said, making the older woman hum with a frown. “Right, okay this is what we're gonna do. I'll take you back to Game Station and explain what happened so you don't get in trouble and you can get a new toy. How does that sound?” Jenma said, picking Amber up once more to quickly park her janitor's cart before spinning around to start heading to Game Station.

Jenma was always so nice, always had a smile on her face, and being adopted by her was a dream. Sure there were a few bumps in the three years they spent together but all around Amber could say it was the happiest time in her life. And at the time PlayTime said they could be used as a daycare service for any employee with children so Amber was always in the factory with her friends, always in a familiar place be it in the Game Station or being taken down to PlayCare for schooling.

Amber had the best of both worlds one could say until she got sick. Jenma didn't want her to get anyone else sick so Jenma wanted her to stay home but couldn't get the day off and had to leave her with a babysitter. That was the last time she saw her loving mom. She was laying in bed in pain with a fever, stuffy nose, and body aches. “Oh my sweet baby, I'm so sorry I can't stay and take care of you. But I promise after work I'll make you anything you want after work. If you want ice cream for dinner okay I'll make it happen, and then we'll watch all the movies you love, and listen to every song imaginable. All I need you to do is listen to the sitter and the physician coming later to give you a check up. Can you do that for me?”

Jenma had scooped her up into a warm cuddle in her bed and had been resting her cheek against Amber's feverish forehead as she spoke before happily rubbing Against Amber to make her quietly and weakly giggle. “Okay mama, I promise. Can you also tell Mommy sorry I didn't come today?” Amber asked making Jenma smile and nod as she reached for Mr. Snuggles to help keep Amber company. “Absolutely sweetpea, now I sadly have to go be an adult and go to work. You just stay here nice and cozy and get some sleep to get better.”

Jenma said adjusting Amber in the massive bed with her handmade Huggy doll with a large fluffy blanket to keep her warm and cozy before moving to leave the room when she paused just before leaving the room to turn back to Amber. “I love you Amber. I'll be back before you know it.” That was the last thing Amber ever saw of her adoptive mother. She was smiling like always but that smile was forever burned into Amber's mind.

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Slowly waking up with the fresh image of her mother in the forefront of her mind, Amber blinked away the tears blurring her vision and saw the dark starry sky of PlayCare's night cycle above her before a large scarred bird took up her view, a large smile stretching across his broken beak. And just as Kickin was about to greet her, Amber screamed in shock and swung her arm by pure instinct smacking Kickin across the face sending him to the ground from the force. Flinching at the stinging pain erupting from her new stitches being pulled by her sudden movement.

Amber rolled over to cradle her stomach against the pain as she heard several worried growls and chirps making her open her eyes and come face to face with a Catnap plushy sitting right next to her pillow. “Fuckin hell!” Screaming as she instantly flinched away from the toy Amber moved back far enough for her to fall from the bed. Making her scramble to hold on before just shutting her eyes as she expected the pain from falling the few feet from the bed but blinked when Dogday was ready to catch her.

“Easy Angel. It's okay you're safe and with friends.” Dogday said gently lowering Amber down so she was sitting on the ground as he patted her head happy that she was finally awake and seemed to be okay. “Why'd you smack me?! And why in the hell was it so strong!?” Kickin snapped holding his stinging face as Amber sat up and frowned as she looked around. “How? How did I end up out here? Where's Catnap?” Amber asked, making Dogday look at her worriedly as Hoppy walked forward to squat down in front of her. “We found you unconscious in the Counselors Building. That Mini Bunzo over there said you collapsed after Catnap ran out of the room. Jean believed it was from blood loss.”

Hoppy explained pointing to the said toy seemingly sleeping with Tiny Huggy and Bron by the duck pool edge. Slowly nodding, Amber looked down to her stomach and saw that she was in a large Dogday themed sweater. “Where did this come from?” She asked pulling the sweater away from her body enough to see the near hundred stitches going along her stomach. “Oh my God where's Jean?” Amber asked immediately, trying to get up only for Dogday to wrap an arm around her to keep her sitting. “He got a call. He had to go do what Poppy asked of him.” Dogday said as Kickin nodded. 

“Believe us when we say he wasn't happy about having to leave. He took a couple of the Huggy's with him hoping to make things move faster.” Kickin said, pushing himself up from the ground to then pluck Amber up off the ground to sit her back down on the bed. Looking around and huffing. “I don't even know what he's been doing this whole time.” Amber muttered letting herself fall back to lay down before flinching away from the group of Smiling Critters sitting at the top of the bed, all of them staring at her. “Jesus! Why are those things out here?!” Amber asked, instantly sitting up and regretting it as her stomach spasmed painfully from flexing her abdominal muscles.

Hearing a quick chucking sound Amber smiled as her Bunzo shooed away the Critters as Hoppy chuckled and gestured to Kickin. “You can thank the Critter whisperer here. While Jean was still stitching you up you started waking up and Jean told him to go get a Catnap plush to keep you asleep. He ended up bringing out the entire stock.” She said, making Kickin roll his eyes and push Hoppy's hand away from him. “They've been behaving. So I think it should be fine having them out here.” 

He said as Dogday let out a low sounding growl. “As long as they stay away from me that is.” He said looking off to the side where several plushies were laying with a still burrito bound Craftycorn. Following Dogday's gaze over to the subdued unicorn and feeling bad as she sat slumped against the wall. “Hey, I think we should let Crafty out. She's calm now and there shouldn't be any possible reason for her to believe we're all a part of her imagination.” Amber said, making the bloody stained unicorn instantly zero in on her, sending a chill down Amber's spine at the look she was receiving. 

“I…don't know. It took all the Huggys and Bunzo to restrain her.” Hoppy said nervously scratching the back of her head as Kickin nodded while the four Huggy's still with the group growled in agreement as they looked to one another. “I've tried talking to her over the years. She's calm now but as soon as you let her loose she'll flip the switch and start attacking.” Kickin said, crossing his arms as he turned to look at the ToyStore while Dogday looked from Amber to Crafty and remembered what Jean had said about Amber. “If you think you can keep her calm Angel then I'll untie her.” Dogday said, dragging himself over to the Unicorn who kept staring at Amber while Hoppy and Kickin protested. “Dogday you can't be serious!” 

Kickin yelled as Hoppy moved to stop him only for Bunzo to block her path. “You didn't see her earlier Dogday! It's not safe to let her loose!” She yelled as Dogday pulled the ropes keeping the blanket tightly wrapped around Crafty. And just as she was able to move Crafty shoved the canine away from her and charged at Amber. Making PJ bark and try to bite her leg to keep her away from the injured blond teen. But just as everyone moved to intervene Amber shut her eyes and opened her arms as the unicorn slammed into her. “I know you! Your Jenma's! You were adopted by Jenma! She was as crafty as me! You're her girl! The artistic janitor's child!”

Crafty yelled, pinning Amber down onto the bed to twist and shift her face to look at her from every angle as Amber nodded before pushing Crafty's hooves away. Suddenly curious about something. “Were you the one that showed Jenma down to PlayCare during the interview and adoption process?” Amber asked, making the already wide smile on Craftys face stretch wider as she came extremely close, silver eyes boring deeply into Amber. “I was. I really liked Jenma, she was very nice. Your blood is as pretty as hers.” She said almost nose to nose with Amber when Kickin took a step closer. “Crafty.” 

He warned a low growl laying in his undertone, making the unicorn fling herself up right to stare at him as her head tilted to the side far enough to rest on her shoulder with a cold dead stare that made his feathers ruffle. Not wanting a fight to break out Amber hissed as she quickly sat up and grabbed the stained unicorn's arm. “You saw Jenma bleed before? Was, was it during The Hour of Joy?” Amber asked, making every single toy freeze in panic and shock as they all turned to stare at her wondering how on earth she knew.

Slowly tilting her head the other way Crafty batted Amber's hand off her arm. “You weren't here. Jenma came alone that day. How do you know about The Hour of Joy?” Crafty asked her tone flat and serious as she slowly crept closer to Amber until Crafty pressed her forehead against Amber's making her swallow thickly. “There was a tape on the Counselor's front check in desk. It was warning the employees about an emergency before it announced that The Hour of Joy began.”

Amber explained as Crafty tilted her head still staring deeply into Amber's eyes as Dogay and the other Critters looked at the Counselors Building angry that they left something so damning laying around. “You talked to Catnap. He must have told you more about the rebellion.” Crafty said finally pulling away to give Amber some breathing room as she looked down and away. “He said it was for your freedom. And that no adult was spared. But nothing more than that, he left me to puzzle it together.” Amber said before looking at the other toys who wouldn't meet her gaze.

Hearing a quiet chuckle from Crafty, Amber looked at her as her chuckling turned into loud manic laughter. “That's right! No one but the kids were safe! You should've heard it, the screaming, the begging, the terror! We had to kill everyone even if we didn't want to!” Crafty screamed as tears started falling from her eyes before she grabbed Amber to shake her. “I couldn't stop! I wanted to stop so badly but I couldn't! The Prototype took command and everyone kept killing until there was no one left to kill! So much screaming! So much pain! And so much blood to paint the walls! It was a feast of all feasts at the end too!”

Eyes widening at the manic guilt eating at Crafty, Amber quickly glanced around at the other toys and saw that they all shared the same faces even if they couldn't look at her because of it. She had so many mixed emotions coursing through her it was hard to sort out. Anger, sadness, grief. So many things were going through her head before it went to her conversation with Catnap. Letting out a quiet sigh as she shut her eyes. “ There's no going back, what's done is done. ” 

It's what Catnap had said and it was true, Amber could scream, shout, throw something but it still wouldn't change anything Jenma and the others were still gone. Feeling her own tears begin to slip Amber moved to wrap her arms around the trembling crying unicorn and pulled back to lay down with Crafty on top of her as she started petting the unicorn's unkempt mane. “It's okay, you all suffered before, during, and after everything that happened. And you're all still suffering because of what this place did to you. I can't begin to understand what happened or why things ended up the way they did. But at least I can forgive all of you for doing what you did. You wanted it to stop and to protect what you guys had left.”

Amber said, staring up at the dome's star-covered ceiling as she silently cried over everything while the toys around her felt a whirlwind of emotions from her words before they all broke down themselves. Catching sight of Bunzo coming in for a hug Amber lifted an arm to hug him, and just as he was a few steps away Crafty popped up suddenly to push him away. “No! She's giving me hugs! She hugged me first!” She yelled, instantly wrapping her arms around Amber as Kickin, Hoppy, and Dogday laughed weakly through their tears.

“Come-on Crafty, be nice please. Bunzo's done a lot for me tonight. If he wants a hug let him get his hug.” Amber said slowly sitting up as the stained unicorn turned to her with a heavy squint before groaning and snapping. “Fine! But only for a second!” Crafty yelled jerking Bunzo to the side so she could stand and walk over to Dogay to yoink him off the ground and hold him like a stuffed toy as she angrily pouted. Holding back a snort at the look Dogday was giving the unicorn, Amber turned as Bunzo picked her up bridal style to hug her which caused the four Mini Huggys still with the group to join all of them offering a low rumbling purr.

But a sudden crashing sound coming from the Counselors Building made everyone jump as a purple blur leapt from the top floor window onto the Smiling Critters statue before leaping and bolting up the hill's slope towards the room next to the stalled tram. Yelping as Bunzo unconsciously tightened his hold on her forcing her to bend and scrunch her stomach which squished and pulled her stitches, Amber quickly patted his shoulder. “Ow, Bunzo! It's okay!” Amber hissed, making one of the Huggys take her away from the yellow rabbit and set her on the bed as the three able bodied Citters instantly moved to protect her with Dogday being placed next to Amber on the bed.

“That was Catnap. How did we not think he was still in there.” Kickin growled his feathers ruffling as he broke the base off of a stanchion. Eyeing the way Catnap had gone before turning to the Counselors building, Hoppy then gently tapped Crafty’s arm who swayed from side to side with a large manic smile on her face. “Crafty…can I trust you to go into the Counselors building to check on Jean and the four Huggys that went with him?” She asked, making the unicorn sharply turn to her before suddenly calming and relaxing. “Okay.” Crafty said simply before spinning to sprint into the dirty white building.

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Jean was inside the Councilors building? Instantly moving to follow Crafty, Amber grimaced in pain when Dogday wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her from following while unintentionally putting pressure on her stitches. “Angel, I know you're worried, but it's safer for you here. I can't risk you getting hurt again.” Dogday said when Amber angrily looked back at him. “Catnap isn't in there anymore. There's no possible danger so let me go. I want to make sure everyones alright.” Amber snapped, making Kickin tilt his head back to look at her with a cheeky smirk growing on his scared beak. “The ceiling could collapse, the floor could cave in, or you could easily trip and smack your head on something. There's a lot of unexpected danger. And considering the state you're in, you're danger prone .”

He said, making Amber glare at him while Hoppy snickered and waved a hand to placate the teen. “Kid, just hold out for a minute. Crafty should be able to find him quickly. The building shouldn't be that big or open .” Hoppy said, turning to Amber to offer her a small smile, making the blond teen frown in return but was enough to make her scoot back on the bed relenting to the two pestering Critters. “Fine.” Amber muttered before finching as she bumped her ankle on the bed's edge. Instantly moving to put pressure on her ankle to stop the pain from shooting up her leg, Amber frowned as Dogday instantly started worrying. “What's wrong? Did you hurt your foot?” He asked scooting closer as Amber brushed him off. 

“I might have sprained it after jumping out of the tram earlier.” She confessed making Kickin jerk around dropping the stanchion in his shock. “And you were planning to walk around on it just now?! Jeez kid, and you wonder why we're being couscous with you! Scratch being danger prone you're a danger to yourself!” Kickin yelled as Hoppy shook her head as she relaxed a little while her ears twisted and turned for any sound. “She was probably hopped up with adrenaline. When you're hurt you can't really feel pain when you're in fight or flight mode.” Hoppy explained taking a few steps over to Amber to pull her ankle close to look it over before gently removing her shoe to move her ankle making the blond teen flinch and grip the bed in pain. 

“Yeah, you did sprain it. You're pretty lucky you didn't actually break it. We can probably make a splint to keep it from getting worse, Dogday I'm going to need one of the belts off your arm and a stick or board to keep her ankle in place.” Hoppy instructed, getting the canine to immediately take off one of the belts on his left arm while one of the Bobby Critters brought over a six inch piece of broken rebar. Hissing in pain as Hoppy set to work on stabilizing her ankle while making sure the rebar would cut her, Amber shut her eyes from the pain until she heard one of the Huggy's finally coming out of the Counselors Building. 

Turning to them to see how they were holding up Amber gasped in shock as she pulled away from Hoppy. “Why are you bleeding!? Are you and the others okay?” Amber asked, instantly sitting up to look at the green Wuggy that was holding its side. Hearing a pained growl in return Aamber looked to Hoppy and Dogday to translate. “It seems Catnap snuck up on Jean and the others while they were trying to restore power to the building. Catnap attacked the four Huggys that went with Jean first to get them out of the way and then went after Jean.” Dogday said carefully getting off the bed to look for the needle and thread Jean used to help patch the injured Wuggies that came out of the building followed by Crafty who had Jean on her back.

Gasping at the sight of Jean, Amber trembled at the blood coating his face. “Is he okay? Is he still alive?” Amber asked instantly jumping from the bed to hobble closer only for Kickin to pick her up. “Stop walking around! You're going to open your wounds or worsen the sprain.” He said putting Amber back on the bed as Crafty breathed shakily, her eyes seemingly unfocused as she began to tremble. “Take him! Take him! Take him!” She snapped almost shrugging Jean off as if he was burning her, causing Bonzo to leap forward to catch the unconscious man as the unicorn turned to sprint to the duck pool and suddenly dunked her head into the water trying to keep herself from snapping.

“Damn, it was definitely too soon to send Crafty in.” Kickin said, watching as the stained unicorn kept plunging back under the water until she calmed down. Looking from the unicorn then to Jean, Amber moved to the very edge of the bed to let the yellow rabbit lay the bearded man down. Instantly looking Jean over Amber saw that he had several cuts but none of them looked like it had been from Catnaps claws except there was a large jagged cut in his hairline. 

“What happened?” Amber asked, gingerly touching around the wound. Making a red Wuggy rumble a reply as Dogday translated while he stitched them up. “When Catnap had attacked, he had shoved Jean into a metal cabinet with his tail while he was trying to immobilize the Huggys. But since the Counselors Building is pretty cramped and the Wuggies are half the size of us they had a better advantage against Catnap.” Staring in shock, Amber turned back to Jean and gently moved his head to get a closer look. “Ha! It's been loss after loss today for Catnap. Bet he's petrified of what his God is going to think of him now.”

Kickin said a sneer breaking across his face as Hoppy shook her head as she rummaged through a backpack full of supplies from Home Sweet Home. “It's only because his smoke dispenser is damaged. If it weren't for that we'd be dead meat by now.” She said, making Dogday turn to her curiously. “But how? The doctors made sure to reinforce the mechanism that produces the smoke.” He said as Amber bit her lips as she untied her arm band to wrap it around Jean's head. “Thats…probably my doing…Catnap snuck up on me when I went back to the train. I was aiming to sock him in the eye, but ended up literally throat punching him instead.”

Amber admitted, unable to meet anyone's gaze as she focused on wrapping Jean's head before Kickin whistled and nodded with his hands on his hips. “Did you hit him harder than when you slapped me?” Kickin asked, clearly shocked as the blond teen shrugged as Hoppy came up with actual gauze to help wrap Jean's head. “Um, maybe?” Was all Amber said as Dogday chuckled and shook his head as he finished stitching the Wuggies wounds. “Either way you took out Catnaps only advantage over us.” He said when Crafty finally sat back and sighed heavily before quietly standing and marching over to Amber to yank her off the bed and hug her tightly.

Grunting at the pressure on her stitches from the unicorn's hug, Amber gently started petting Cafty's sopping wet mane. “You okay there Crafty?” Hoppy asked edging closer in case the unicorn suddenly snapped and tried to hurt the teen in her grasp. “M'fine.” Crafty mumbled burying her face in Amber's shoulder as she plopped down to the ground when PJ waddled over to lay close to her back while the mini toys decided to join in by sitting close to her as well. Awkwardly looking around Amber turned to one of the Huggys that had initially gone with Jean. 

“What was Jean doing in the Counselors Building before Catnap attacked?” She asked, making the blue Huggy chirp and growl at her. Looking to one of the bigger Critters to translate, Kickin walked over to rest against Crafty wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “They were trying to restore power to the building by finding industrial batteries to plug in and outlets to redirect electricity.” He explained making Amber nod. “Did you guys get to finish? Or do we need to go in and finish the rest?” Amber asked, making a green Huggy gesture to Jean's Grabpack and chirp.

“They got it done. Jean was just trying to find a way out when Catnap ambushed them.” Hoppy translated, making Amber nod. “I see. Now what?” She asked looking over to Jean before noticing that he was missing the large clunky phone. “Oh, I guess we won't be needing to hear from Mystery Kid anymore.” Amber muttered, getting Dogday to tilt his head having heard her mumble. “What was that?” He asked, making Amber point back at Jean. “He dropped that ugly phone somewhere. I don't know who or really care why they were calling. But with it gone I'm honestly glad Jean won't have to deal with being a puppet on strings anymore.” 

Amber hissed as she glowered off to the side making Kickin turn to Dogday who silently fought with himself. “I understand how you may feel. But it's the only safe way of knowing what we have to do next. Poppy wants to end all of this and she can't do it alone. We need to help however we can. We need to find that phone.” Dogday said, making Amber curl her lip as she tensed before sucking in a breath before sighing as her shoulders dropped. “ Fine .” Was all she said gently petting Crafty who let her go while curiously looking up at her. 

Using the bed to stand while clenching her jaw as her stomach flexed against her stitches, Amber didn't fight against Hoppy who instantly grabbed her arm to support her. “Kid-” Hoppy began making Amber raise a hand to silence her. “Yeah, yeah, don't push it. I know. Just help me find that stupid phone.” Amber said taking a stumbling step toward the Counselors Building making the other toys around her all move to keep her in place. 

“We can go find it!” Kickin said getting up to block Amber's path as Bunzo and the Wuggies growled and chirped in agreement, making the blond roll her eyes. “I'm fine . I don't want to just sit on my hands and do nothing while you all do the work. I'm going.” She said determinedly, making Bunzo slouch and sigh as he walked forward to pick Amber up knowing that she was determined to get her way. Looking at Bunzo with a smile, Amber happily patted him on the cheek. “See? Bunzo understands. Now I think the best way to find that damn phone is to have everyone pair up with a Wuggy and retrace their steps.” 

Amber said, carefully shifting in the large rabbit's grasp to sit on one of his arms instead of being held like a bride as the Smiling Citteres nodded before the blond teen turned to look at the others. “Dogday, Crafty, and PJ can you guys stay with Jean and the little ones and make sure they don't get into trouble?” She asked, watching as Dogdays ears lowered a little as he nodded and pulled himself up onto the bed. “We can do that Angel. And we'll keep an eye out in case Catnap reappears to try anything.”

Dogday said as Crafty sharply turned to the tiny toys by her side and snatched them up off the ground, getting startled screechs from them as the smaller critters moved to snuggle up against PJ. “We'll keep them safe, warm, and happy. Just like we did with the children.” Crafty said, smiling wide as she started petting the tiny Bunzo who looked to his bigger bodied brother for help. Looking at how uncomfortable her tiny toys were but knowing that Crafty had been doing a decent job of keeping it together Amber looked to Dogday and mouthed. “ Please watch her too. ” Getting him to nod as the group moved to enter the Counselors Building again. 

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Amber hadn't realized how much of an obvious trail she left behind when she hobled her way through the building earlier. It was a bit unsettling to think about, knowing that the creepy bloody streaks and pools of blackening red were from her. But something else was bothering her more than the large drying blood splotch on the floor. It was her sitting in a chair in the middle of the meet and greet lounge doing nothing, Amber glowered at Bunzo as the others searched high and low for the play phone. “I thought we understood one another. I want to help look for the phone, not sit and watch everyone else look for it.” Amber said looking up at Bunzo who was adamantly keeping her in place as Kickin looked over the desk he was looking under. “You're helping plenty by supervising and thinking of where the phone might be.”

He said making the teen grit her teeth and flip him off. “Kickin 'shut up! You know what I meant!” Amber hissed as a green Huggy came out of another room to gently pet her head with a soft pur hopping to quell her anger. Not wanting to snap at the Wuggy, Amber crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat to pout when a “ I FOUND IT! ” Came from down the hall by Hoppy who happily jogged out holding the red and yellow phone up like a trophy.

“I found the room Jean apparently was knocked out in.” Hoppy said, pointing over her shoulder as her accompanying yellow wuggy followed after her. “Great. Has anyone called yet?” Amber asked quickly getting out of her seat before Bunzo or the green Wuggy could stop her as she hopped over to Hoppy who snorted at the teens desperate avoidance of the two bigger toys. 

Shrugging as she held a hand out for Amber to cling to Hoppy then nodded in annoyance. “Twice. But as soon as I answer the kid hangs up. Guess he's picky about who answers the phone.” Hoppy said as Kickin walked out of the room he was searching with a scowl. “Well ain't he a pretentious brat? Not much we can do about Jean prancing about dreamland.” Kickin said just as the phone started ringing again. “Here! Give it here.” Amber said reaching across Hoppy to make grabby motions for the phone.

Blinking at Amber and then shrugging as she wordlessly handed the phone over to the teen, Hoppy crossed her arms in amusement, as Amber instantly answered it with an attitude. “Jeans unconscious at the moment and I swear to god if you hang up on me, I'll break this damn phone and just abandon your creepy ass to find a way to escape with everyone I have with me. So you better decide your next move carefully.” 

Amber warned giving a sideways glare to the clunky phone as Kickin snorted and coughed trying not to laugh knowing that Dogday would've been horrified at how Amber had answered the phone. Hearing a semi long pause on the other end Amber then let out a small sigh of relief at the child's voice on the other end. “ I see. You must be Amber then, Jean was very worried about you earlier. ” Oh she got the instant creeps from the young voice on the phone. Jean said the caller sounded like a kid, but Amber wasn't expecting him to sound so young .

“Yeah. What do you want? Jean is unavailable so you're stuck with me.” Amber answered while putting a hand on her hip as she heard the boy on the other line hum. “ I see. Okay, I'm going to need you to locate and grab the power cord from outside the Counselor's Office and plug it in underneath the statue! We need to reach 100% charge to turn on the power in the gas production room! When you're done I'll call you with more information. ” He said before the line went dead. Squinting hard at the phone as she pulled it away from her ear.

“You could've said please . And you didn't even introduce yourself, what a brat.” Amber muttered as Hoppy shook her head. “What did he say?” She asked as Amber looked over her jeans to see if the phone would fit in any of her pockets. “Dammit I should've worn cargo pants. Anyway the kid said there's a power cord somewhere outside that we need to plug in under the statue to…I don't know, charge another part of Playcare? A gas production room? Which… why is there a gas production room in Playcare?”

Amber explained then asked as she looked to the PlayCare Guardians who both looked heavily uncomfortable. “It- It's for the red smoke Catnap and his mini's breath.” Hoppy said, crossing her arms tightly over her chest as she rubbed her neck uncomfortably as Kickin watched Amber's face to see that she was utterly confused. “Okay? Makes since, it's part of their design. Do they make the other scents in there too then? And if so, why have it done here? And not up in the factory?” Amber asked as Kickin balled his fists as his feathers ruffled knowing that he needed to explain. 

“Kid.” Kickin started making Amber curiously turn to him. “Do you remember how there were quite a few kids that had chronic nightmares?” He asked as Amber huffed and crossed her arms as if remembering something unpleasant. “Yeah? I was one of them. The reason why I avoided the hell out of all you as a kid was because I had nightmares of you guys eating me.” She confessed making Kickin and Hoppy flinch as if she had just slapped them before the giant balding chicken looked away from her and continued.

“The red smoke is made down here because it was used on the orphans to keep them asleep at night and…during experiments. And on us to keep us compliant if we tried anything the company didn't like.” Kickin said as Amber's eyes widened and her mouth dropped in horror before Kickin added the last part so she knew that they had been through it too. “What the hell! They didn't. Didn't use it on the babies , right? I didn't start having nightmares until I was moved to the toddler's room!” Amber yelled, getting Hoppy to grab her arm to keep her steady as Amber wobbled slightly. 

“No! No, they never used it on the babies. You weren't even supposed to be under it! Only children over the age of five were supposed to be given doses of Red Smoke!” Hoppy said as Amber frowned at her before shaking her head. “That's no better! It shouldn't have been used, period !” Amber shouted angrily throwing the phone to the floor to ring her hands through her hair as Bunzo and the Huggies worriedly looked at each other before a red Huggy moved forward to hug the distressed teen. Not wanting to be mean to the Wuggy that was only trying to help calm her down. Amber forced herself to relax as Hoppy picked up the phone.

“I know. We put a stop to it. And now we have to put a stop to the puppet master.” Hoppy said, looking at the phone with an unreadable look on her face as Kickin nodded. “Let's head outside, get the cord plugged in and get moving.” He said as Bunzo chucked and moved to take Amber from the red Huggy who growled and snarled at the yellow rabbit as he picked the blond up to carry her and made a break for the door leaving Bunzo to angrily huff and stomp his foot. Huffing a laugh as she let herself be carried by the Wuggy. “As you said Kickin lets get a move on."

Amber called as the Huggy adjusted his hold on her so she could look over his shoulder to call to the others making the yellow bird snort and move to follow with the others close behind. Chuckling more as the red wuggy continued to run well passed the door and back to the other Wuggies, Amber grimaced as she was put in the middle of a Wuggy hug huddle. “Okay! Okay! I'm not mad! You can put me down!” Amber yelled just as a long groan broke the purring sounds coming from the Huggies. Making everyone turn to see Jean holding his head as he slowly sat up.

“Jean! You're finally awake!” Amber called happily as Dogday helped ease Jean to the edge of the bed while Crafty bent at the hip to get really close to his face starling him into being more awake. “Your blood isn't as pretty as hers but I can still make use of it. Better keep your blood hidden if you dont want it used in my next mural.” Crafty said, a wide smile stretching across her face as Jean flinched back heavily unsettled by her making Dogday grab her arm to gently move her aside. “Crafty! Back up please. He just woke up.” He said forcefully moving the stained unicorn to the side back toward PJ and the plush critters as Amber got the red Huggy holding her to take her to the bed.

“How long?” Jean asked looking up to Amber as she was gently placed in front of him. “No more than ten or more minutes. We had to go pickup the phone you dropped and that kid also called. There's a power cord we have to plug in under the statue.” Amber explained looking off to the side to see Hoppy and Kickin pulling open a hidden power breaker box to grab a black cord. “Hey, you said under the statue right?” Hoppy called curiously as she pointed to the statue making Amber nod. “Yeah, that's what we were told.” She called back making the two nod and tug the wire towards the statue. 

“Ollie called? Damn can't that kid give us a small break? You're hurt and I was out of it.” Jean said ruffling his hair in annoyance as Amber shrugged while Dogay turned to the three mini toys that came running towards him with small growls and chirps in regards to the task they received. “I see. Angel, I apologize for acting of my own accord but I had the three little ones see where Catnap had gone. And it seems he's hiding in the gas chamber.” Dogday said bowing his head to Amber as she crossed her arms and looked towards the door next to the tram.

“Ah, that was smart. You guys weren't hurt or seen were you? Didn't breathe in any of that nasty smoke right?” She asked, carefully kneeling down while avoiding moving her injured ankle or bending her stomach as she gently patted Brons head making the tiny Huggy chirp and shake his head as he tried to pull Amber's hand away to pet him as well. “What's that beast doing in there? Is he trying to set up an ambush or something?” Jean asked as he stood to angrily glare at the door near the tram as Amber bit her tongue.

Remembering their conversation and the warped reasoning and beliefs Catnap held, using the bed and Craftys help to stand up Amber turned to Jean. “He's out numbered and his smoke dispenser is busted. If anything he might be trying to fix his dispenser or trying to flood the place with smoke.” Amber sat as Kickin and Hoppy came out from under the statue. “We're at 96%! And the kid called again!” Kickin yelled as Hoppy held up a key. “He actually spoke to us this time and said there's a power panel that controls the dome's lights and it has its own cord! We'll plug it in and see what happens!” 

She yelled pointing towards the school getting Amber to wave in acknowledgement. “I should've taken them into the Counselors Building instead of the Huggys. They seem more competent.” Jean muttered, getting all the Mini Huggies to snarl at him while Amber rolled her eyes at him. “Jean, don't be an ass. I know you're getting hangry, but don't take it out on my Wuggies.” She said getting a flat look from the bearded man making the blond shrug again. “It's what? Three in the morning and we had dinner at six? I'm for damn sure you're as hungry and thirsty as I am. So when we find our way out of this hell hole what do you say to getting some McDonald's?”

Amber asked as Jean hummed and rubbed his chin through his beard as he nodded. “Yeah. Yeah. We can do that. But we'll need to figure out who we're shoving in the trunk and who's going to be strapped to the roof of the car.” Jean said, making Amber giggle as several of the toys looked at him in alarm and horror, making Jean laugh as well. 

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Amber wanted to get a look at the power module under the statue and came face to face with a weird multicolored machine that followed hers and Kickin's every move as he carried her down into the hidden room. “Oh, oh why? It's just like the one back up in Make•A•Friend.” Amber mumbled cringing back from the oddly placed machine making the big bird look-alike chuckle as he glanced at it. “You wanna know what makes it even worse? Those eyes actually have cameras in ‘em.” Kickin said as he rounded the corner to the other side of the room where the power module was stationed with three super long stretched cords plugged into it.

Gasping in shock. “Why'd you have to tell me that! That's creepy! This whole place is creepy!” Amber said as Kickin set her down to lean against the metal caging of the mail shoot to keep off her bad ankle. Shrugging as he knelt down to make sure everything was still holding strong. “There's cameras everywhere. The ones you see are the ones the company wants you to see. But the ten other hidden ones are to monitor anything and everything . Especially when it came to their experiments, us , they wouldn't want someone to piece together what was happening.”

Kickin said as a loud clunking sound came from the mail shoot. Instantly leaning to the side to look into the shoot Amber yelped as a semi large battery came shooting out and hit her square in the forehead. Flinching back and holding the spot that was hit, Amber hissed while Kickin burst into laughter as he pointed at her. “Holy shit you're definitely danger prone! What made you think it was a good idea to look into the shoot as something was coming down?!” Kickin said between laughs as Amber glowered at him before she bent quickly to pick up the battery to throw at the balding bird.

“Shut up! It's not funny!” Amber yelled hissing as she quickly held her stomach as the very top stitch near her ribs popped open from her sudden twisting and her ankle twinged with pain from holding her weight being put on it. Easily dodging the battery before getting a whiff of blood Kickin instantly jumped the teen to lift her sweater to see where she was bleeding. “You're opening your wounds! You need to stop twisting and moving around so much! Now that Ollie's sent the battery for the gas production room Jean can deal with the next task and you can sit still.”

Kickin started as Amber pushed him back to fix her sweater. “I'm not letting Jean go alone! Everytime we're separated something always happens and one of us gets hurt!” Amber yelled holding the bleeding spot near her ribs as Kickin squinted. “Not happening! You can't walk, let alone run, you're saying with us.” Kickin said glowering down at Amber who matched his gaze. “Nuh-uh. I'm going with Jean. Even if I have to make my own crutch. I'm going to stay by his side.”

Amber hissed, making the balding bird cross his arms as he squinted down at her. “Don't nuh-uh me. I'm older than you, therefore I have seniority authority over you.” Kickin said making Amber scuff. “As if! If anything you're a glorified security guard having sat up in your monitor room all this time!” Making Kickin gasp and step back clutching the plume of feathers on his chest as if they were pearls. “Take that back! I'm not at all like a dingy security guard!” Kickin yelled just as Hoppy popped her head into the entry doorway. “Hey you guys, good? We can hear you two shouting from up here.”

She called, making both turn to the door and shout. “We're fine ! He/She's being stubborn!” before looking at one another and scowling at the fact that they had jinxed one another. Hearing Hoppy snicker both occupants turned back to the door and yelled. “Don't laugh! I'm being serious.” And once again they jinxed each other making the green rabbit roll her eyes and shake her head with a sigh. “Okay then. Did the kid send the battery at least?” She asked, making Kickin turn to pick up the battery. 

“Yeah, he did. We're heading up now.” Kickin called back before turning to pick Amber up like a toddler to rest her on his hip getting a startled angry yelp from her. “Don't carry me around like a child!” Amber hissed making Kickin huff. “You're acting like a child. And I'm sure as hell not going to carry you like a princess again. It's getting to your head.” Kickin said quickly climbing the stairs before Amber could say anything. Glaring at the chicken. “I'm still going with him.” 

Amber hissed, getting a frustrated groan from the bird while Hoppy curiously looked between them before Amber started shifting and moving to force Kickin to put her down. “Gimme the battery and I'll head up with Jean to come up with a game plan.” Amber said once she was back on her feet making Kickin hold the battery out of her reach. “Oh no you dont. Like I said, you're staying with us. Jean can handle the rest himself.” Kickin said pointing down to Amber who scowled.

“I…missed something. What's going on?” Hoppy asked just as Amber pulled her foot back to kick Kickin's shin making him squawk and drop to hold his leg while Amber gritted her teeth from using her injured foot to kick him before she snatched the battery and made a hobling run for it towards Jean who was conversing with Dogday near the sky tram. Hearing Kickin 'curse like a sailor, Amber ignored him as she tried to push past the pain from her ankle whiile making sure not to trip on anything as she used the Bron street lamps to light her eay. 

She had to prove that she wasn't going to be a burden, that she could keep up and be useful so she wouldnt be left behind again. Amber didnt want to risk Jean disappearing like Jenma did all thise years ago while Amber was sick. “Jean! I got the battery.” Amber called smiling as if she did nothing wrong as Jean and Dogday turned to her. “Angel, you shouldn't be running around! You could open your stitches or worsen the sprain!” Dogday yelled instantly dragging himself towards Amber who stopped to look at him. 

“I'm fine . I'm not made of porcelain. You all need to stop treating me like I'm going break if I do something.” Amber said as Jean pressed his mouth into a tight line, wanting to scold her. But knew better as the blond turned to Crafty and PJ who were looking over the sky tram. “I think Kickin could help them get that functioning again. He seems to be tech savvy.” Amber said as she glanced back over her shoulder at Hoppy and Kickin who looked to be arguing with each other. 

“Right. Hand the battery here and while I'm starting up the Gas Production Zone, I want you to coordinate everyone here into getting supplies from the other buildings, fixing the tram, and moving ruble from the train wreck. If we're not careful on our way out the tunnel could collapse.” Jean said, walking towards Amber with his hand held out for the battery. Frowning as she moved the battery out of reach like Kicken did to her. “I just said don't treat me like I'm made of glass. I want to help you up in the gas room. We know Catnaps in there, but we don't know what he's planning. It'll be safer to go together.”

Amber said looking Jean in the eye hoping he'd understand her while he deeply frowned. “Amber, you're worse off than I am. I don't want to worry that you'll get into more trouble or gurt worse if something happens.” Jean said, trying to gently let her down but only made the teen squint at him angrily. “I have my own Grabpack. I'm just as capable as you are. Nothing you say will convince me into letting you go alone.” Amber said before stubbornly turning on her good heel to walk back over to their little camp near the lit up duck pool to retrieve her Grabpack leaving Dogday and Jean to worriedly look at one another.

Securely fastening the Grabpack back on her shoulders and over her chest Amber was adjusting the straps when Bunzo and the Huggies came walking up. A sad, and worried expression on all of their faces. “Oh not you guys too. I'm going to help Jean and that's finale.” Amber said before pausing when the yellow jester rabbit held out a scraped together crutch, made of several bent metal pieces, ripped fabric, and what looked like a thinkly wrapped broken ruler as the foot of the crutch. Looking at the makeshift crutch then up to the Game Station Toys, Amber felt a sudden pang of guilt for snapping at them, knowing that they were more closely attached to her than the others.

Smiling as she took the crutch and tested its feel, Amber pointed her smile to her friends and toys before reaching forward to gently hold Bunzo's cheek. Getting the jester to lean into her palm and cradle her hand. “I know you're all worried about me. And I know for the last probable hour or two I've really pushed my luck, but I have to go with Jean. I couldn't possibly live with myself if something happened to him. I lost Mommy because I wasn't there to do something, nor will I risk losing Jean like I did Jenma .”

Amber started looking at each of the multi-colored toys before settling back on Bunzo. “I promise nothing is going to happen. And I promised I'd find a way to play with you back in Game Station, and I dont break promises. Just give us a couple minutes to plug in this battery, get the smoke filtered and we'll meet back up okay?” She asked softly, getting a wobbly nod in return from Bunzo while the Huggy's gave her sad sounding whines. Smiling a bit more sincerely and relieved with them understanding her. Amber took a step forward to hug Bunzo prompting the Wuggies to instantly join in the group hug.

Taking a moment to fully set her resolve now while in the warm comforting hug, Amber let out a sharp puff of air as she stepped back using her new crutch to support her weight. “While I'm helping Jean I want all of you to go back into the other buildings to grab anything that might be useful. We could use a couple flashlights if possible with how dark everythings got. Jean says we need to clear the rubble up top as well so you guys need to work together with everyone to clear the tracks so we all can all leave when this is over, okay?”

Amber asked getting her toys to break apart and nod. Nodding back to them. “Alright, it shouldn't take us more than ten or so minutes to get everything working. And once that's done I'll meet right back up with you all and help out where I can.” She said, nodding once more as her toys gave small affirmative growls. Turning away and being overly grateful for her new crutch Amber kept to the lit walkways and met back up with Jean who stood with his arms crossed as he watched her.

“There's no talking you into staying here is there?” He asked getting a cheeky look in return. “Nope! Every time we get separated one or both of us gets hurt and you can't deny that.” Amber said, starting to head for the door leading to the Gas Production Room with Jean begrudgingly following behind, signaling to Dogday to take charge over the toys that needed to find supplies and fix the tram. 

Using her phone to light her way up the dark slope Amber frowned at the red lighting before putting her phone away since the lights were on in the hallway. “So, when we get this battery plugged in and the machine starts up and it disperses the gas from the room we need to get into what happens after?” Amber asked looking over her shoulder to Jean who paused and looked away while rubbing his beard. “Wait, you don't know what happens next? Are you serious right now? Why am I the cautious one when I'm supposed to be an inexperienced teenager! You're a terrible adult.”

Amber said, giving Jean a flat look before turning away, making him huff and ruffle his hair. “Hey, I'm mostly winging it. I didn't expect the night to turn out the way it is, nor did I expect you to hitch a ride.” Jean said, making Amber sigh and drop her shoulders knowing that he was mostly right. “Alright. Let's just get a move on then. The sooner we're done the better.” She said before Jean grabbed the back of her Grabpack. “Before we do anything, I'm going to give you one of the hand upgrades I've gotten so far. We don't know when or where that purple bastard will show up and I want you to be able to hold your own if we're separated for any reason.”

Jean said, pulling the red hand off of her Grabpack before replacing it with the green upgrade he got back in Game Station. Looking from the new upgrade then at her guardian, Amber pursed her lips. “The whole reason I'm coming with you is so nothing happens. You better find a plank or something to knock on.” She said, making Jean roll his eyes. “Its just in case. You never know what's going to happen.”