You watched trees and cars pass as Henry drove along the dark, two lane road. The headlights on the old red and black dually provided some dull light, and you'd assumed that the high beam bulbs needed to be changed. Peering over pass the steering wheel, you'd noticed a small pull-button. The headlight switch. Odd... You'd never seen a switch like that before in a vehicle. You glanced to Henry. "Uhm, Mr. Henry. This truck... How old is it?" Came your whispered question. Ennard had fallen asleep against the window and you didn't want to wake him. Henry abruptly glanced at you and then back to the road. He stiffled a laugh. "Oh, dear- Old wouldn't be the appropriate word to describe this fossil! It was made back in 87'. I've had it a long time. Good truck, though. The one-ton axel allows me to haul all of this." Henry gestured to the large golden bear, rabbit, and endoskeleton occupying his covered tail bed. The man then made a turn onto a small dirt road. You gave a smile and glanced back at the three: Yenndo had dozed off, Springtrap was half awake, pressed against his golden friends chest, and Fredbear was still holding the rabbit close against him, his chin resting between the others ears. The sight made your already existing smile grow. 30 years was a long wait for the two to be reunited. You'd turned to face forward once more, before glancing over to the snoozing endo beside you. You sighed, thankful that he was safe- That all of them were safe. William was defeated, Wolf was deactivated, and the other four animatronics... Well... They were back to normal, according to what happened after Wolf was 'broken'.

Henry had made another turn. This time through a field and onto a gravel road. You'd remembered running through this field a day ago. You were being chased- Running for your life. But this time, you were returning for a whole different reason. Henry had railed a bump in the road, causing the truck to jump abruptly. You heard a pained hiss from Springtrap in the back, which caused Henry to cringe. "Oh, sorry, SpringBonnie... I didn't see that bump there. But, we're here." The truck slowed after passing a mailbox. It came to a complete stop before Henry placed it in park and then pulled the keys, placing them in his pocket. You turned to unbuckle Ennards seat belt, which sprung up and whipped past his face. The endo jolted awake and grunted. His eyes darted around before landing on you. A tired smile drew across his face. "Hiii..." He yawned. You laughed and playfully nudged his arm as Henry stepped out of the truck to open the bed doors. "Wake up, goofball- We're here!" You unbuckled your seat belt and slid out of the cab, following Ennard. And boy, was it cold. Henry opened the bed doors and allowed the three animatronics to step out. Yenndo gave a yawn and a stretch before stepping aside to avoid Fredbear unintentionally backing into him as he helped Springtrap to his feet. Yenndo frowned as the rabbit staggered and braced his hand against the truck for balance, shivering at the cold temperature of the gusty air. He was getting weaker... Henry had took notice of it, which was backed by a worried glance from Fredbear. Henry closed the bed doors and mentioned for the three to follow him as he strode up to the house and up the porch steps, you and Ennard following as well. He opened the front door and allowed you all to step inside. And not a moment later, the man mentioned for Springtrap and Fredbear to follow him. "I'll see what I can do about that Power Module. You three stay put here where it's warm. There's some snacks in the fridge, blankets in the hallway closet, and a comfy couch right there. Make yourselves at home." Came Henry's quick but warm welcome. He then turned to go tend to Springtrap. You assumed he had a small workshop somewhere connected to the house. It seemed fairly big- Even big enough for a... Fireplace? That's odd... You'd never noticed it was there before. You shivered with longing after realizing the two metal holders were lacking firewood... But soon disregarded the thought. Ennard had grabbed some of the blankets and wrapped one around you, then tossed one over for Yenndo to catch. The bear endo frowned with a quirked brow. "Hm... No love for your buddy, huh?" He teased. Ennard smiled and tiredly shrugged as he plopped down onto the couch, swinging his feet over the arm rest. "Aw, you poor baby... Would you like a goodnight kiss, too?~" He joked. Yenndo cringed at that and rolled his eyes playfully. "No thank you."

Yenndo had placed himself on the opposite end of the couch, and him and Ennard bickered and teased with one another until the late night hours had gotten the best of them. A smile crossed your face as you peered over to catch them snoozing once more. 'Hm... Well, a good nights rest should do them some good. Especially after all they'd just endured...' You wrapped the blanket tighter around you and snuggled into the soft fabric more. Even though the house was much warmer than it was outside, you still had a slight chill tugging at you. Hopefully you weren't getting sick... The small recliner you were seated in gently rocked as you turned onto your side. Closing your eyes, you yawned with drowsiness.

Some sleep would do you good, too.

You'd finally dozed off with the warm blanket curled around you. Your mind drifted into a dream, a familiar one. A dim room surrounded you and you walked along silently. A doorway stood ahead- The same doorway from the first dream sequence you'd had. You glanced around at what appeared to be a pizzaria- No, a diner. A stage was placed before you, and you walked up to it. Two animatronics were placed on the stage. They were powered down. And you smiled at the soft scene. It was Fredbear and Springtrap- SpringBonnie.

A soft, familiar voice caught your attention. You turned and acknowledged the tall, thin, puppet animatronic that stood before you. A small smile formed on your face, one that matched his own. "Yeah... I... I did." You replied, casting a short glance to the golden bear on the stage. The puppet tilted his head, signaling that he was smiling, even though he already was.

He spoke. It took a moment for you to realize that he was talking about the others, and William. Sometimes his wording confused you. "Oh... Yeah... Well, I had some help. And,... I couldn't have done it without you, too. I never would've even known about that box. Fredbear helped, just like you said he would. Thank you." You spoke. The puppet gave a slight bow and then raised his hand, pointing it back at the door.

Your brows furrowed with confusion at the puppets words, but your eyes were soon drawn to where his hand was mentioning to. A young boy now stood in the doorway. Your eyes widened when you realized who he was. "The little crying kid." You said to no one. The young boy made his way over to you and then stopped. He gazed up at you shyly, a kind smile placed on his face. You knelt down to be eye level with him and smiled back. "Hey, little guy." Was all you could think to say. The young boy blushed and then held something up to you. "Here, Miss... I want you to have this... He always makes me feel safe... But, I don't need him anymore..." The boy spoke. You hesitantly reached out and gently grasped the small item with both hands, your eyes wide and your expression blank.

It was the plushie of Fredbear...

You stared blankly at the golden teddy and then casted a glance to the young boy. "Thank you..." Came your barely auditable voice. You didn't know what else to say. Another glance to the small plushie and a question arose in your mind. "I understand you were afraid of him?" You pointed over your shoulder to the golden bear that stood on the stage behind you. The boy rubbed his arm sheepishly and frowned. "Well... I know he didn't mean to do it... It wasn't his fault..." He replied. Your brows furrowed until you understood what he was talking about. "Oh, in 1983... I... I know he didn't mean to. He told me so." You smiled kindly. The boy gave a smile back and then turned to leave, walking back out the way he'd came. Upon seeing the small child leave, you stood back to your feet. It didn't surprise you when the scene around your form started to fade. The diner faded, and you found yourself back in the recliner- The same place you were before. Your eyes glanced down to see a small golden teddy bear held in your hands. You smiled at it, more so to the mini hat and bowtie the plushie was 'dressed' with. Then closed your eyes. 'I guess things are back to the way they used to be. Finally...'

From outside, heavy footsteps could be heard coming up the porch stairs.

Your eyes opened and you'd sat up in the chair, pulling the blanket tighter around you and your new teddy bear. Panic was a first response, but you knew better. At least now, anyways... The doorknob turned and then the door was opened. The large figure of Fredbear came into view. You were relieved it was him and not another animatronic... The bears fur ruffled as the cold wind blew against him, causing the golden animatronic to shiver. He stepped inside and gently closed the door with his heel, and that was when you'd noticed the pile of firewood he was holding. That made you smile. The bear acknowledged you with a slight bow and then placed the wood beside the fireplace. The now present purple tophat on his head was new. The bear must've found it. He placed a few of the small logs onto the metal holders and spent a few minutes getting the wood to light. After that, he lowered himself to sit on the floor, sighing with comfort at the warmth of the fireplace. You'd left the warmth of your blanket to walk over and join him, and your eyes couldn't help but glance at the marks on his face, forearm, and shoulder. Battle wounds- Or now they were. They were stitched closed, no doubt by the caring man Henry Emily. You gave a sigh. "Fredbear..." The bear turned his head to acknowledge your soft voice. "Yes?" "I want to thank you... For helping me save my friends. I couldn't have done it without you. And..." You'd paused to mention to the previously torn fur on his shoulder- Where he'd sliced it on the fence. "...I'm sorry about that... I was so scared that Wolf had already gotten to Ennard and Yenndo... I didn't know what else to do." You spoke. Fredbear gave a warm smile and lowered his head for you. You gently cupped his fluffy cheeks and ruffled his soft golden fur. He hummed. "That's alright... Thank you for reuniting me with SpringBonnie... I thought I'd never see him again." Fredbears ruby eyes lowered and caught sight of the golden bear toy that sat in your lap. His expression quirked at it as you released his head from your soft caress. "...Is that my plush toy...?" You glanced down at the soft item and then back up to the bear, a small smile on your face. But Fredbears face... It now showed sorrow. Regret. You frowned, remembering what the young boy had told you, and what had happened between the two. "Fredbear,... It's alright... I had another dream sequence, and I'd met the little boy... He knew it wasn't your fault." You spoke. Fredbear glanced down and gave a heavy sigh, his eyes closing. "...I know... He must've given you that as a remembrance- Of all this." The bear stated, his ruby eyes opening once more. You could see the relief on his calm expression. Hearing you say that the boy himself knew it wasn't the bears fault, that allowed the guilt to leave.

Once again, you could hear heavy footsteps, this time coming down the hall. You turned to see a pair of magenta eyes in the dark. The being soon stepped into the light after noticing your staring. And you were surprised to find that it was Bonnie. Only he wasn't twisted like the last time you'd seen him. He was much more 'friendly' looking- Minus the sharp teeth and claws he still had. Compared to the horrible 'Twisted ' look he previously had, this look appeared more tame. A red bowtie topped his tattered, bulky chest, and you could've snickered at how formal it made him appear. The bluish rabbit walked until he took a seat beside you, his magenta eyes not once leaving your smaller form. Noticing your tense posture, the rabbit gave a kind smile and cleared his throat. "H-Hi... Y/N, was it...?" Came the rabbits soft voice. You nodded. "Y... Yeah, it's nice to meet you, Bonnie. Officially this time." You greeted. The rabbit smiled sheepishly and reached a hand out to shake yours, being mindful of his sharp claws. "I... I wanted to apologize... F-for any harm me or my friends might've caused you or yours, while we were... Twisted..." Bonnie spoke. He seemed unsure of himself, or unsure of his apology. It seemed that was the case by the way he gently clinked his claws together. Or maybe he was nervous you wouldn't forgive him? You'd smiled kindly up at the rabbit. "It's ok, Bonnie. I know it wasn't you or your friends' fault." Bonnie gave a relieved smile at that, happy that you weren't upset with him or his friends. "Oh,... Thank you..."

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Henry maneuvered his hand through torn fur, messes of wires, and a contraption of an endoskeleton as he attempted to find the Power Module. Springtrap was unconscious, in 'suit mode', which left Henry at a small disadvantage...

His springlocks were recoiled.

They had to be, in order to get to the Power Module. It seemed like getting them recoiled took hours to complete, now he had to dig around inside them. Eyeing the old handcrank then his arm, a bead of sweat could've formed on Henry's forehead as his hand maneuvered around in Springtraps chest- The exact springlock mechanism that he'd made so long ago- The same one that had trapped William Afton inside the once pristine and golden suit. It wasn't Springtraps suit itself that made him nervous, it was the fact that the springlocks were now drawn back- And rusted. One wrong move, and there went his whole arm... "These things seemed like a good idea at one time..." Henry muttered. His hand felt around until his pinkie grazed a small metal object, one that wasn't a part of Springtraps complex endoskeleton. He paused. "Oh... That must be it..." Henry gently placed his other fingers on the small item. He gave a careful test-tug, his shoulders tensing- Then going flat with relief after nothing happened to his hand. "Ok... Just one hard tug, and then that thing will be outta there..." Henry gave a quick sigh. "...Hopefully my arm will be out before those rusty old locks snap loose..." With a tight, firm grip, Henry grasped the small disk. He caught a deep breath, screwed his eyes shut, and then pulled.

*---SNAP-CRACK-ZRRR---*

Springtraps entire suit jolted and shook. Henry found himself falling back against the floor, his arm clutched tightly to his chest. He opened his eyes, daring to look. He finally looked down, and then almost fainted when relief washed over him. He could've laughed at the small grey disk he now held. "Oh, thank you- Still got my hand!" He smiled. Henry stood back to his feet and placed the disk in his small trashcan- After smashing it to pieces- Then turned to glance at Springtrap. He was still unconscious. A frown found it's way onto Henrys face as he studied the old springlock suit that laid before him. His hand reached to ghost over the right side ear of the tattered rabbit, or what was left of it... The mans eyes studied on, catching all the damage of his once golden rabbit animatronic. "Well, old hare... You've definitely seen better days... I'm so sorry for all that William had done..." Henry gently trailed his hand across the rabbits forehead, taking in the feeling of the once soft fur that covered it. It was still soft, but he could feel the neglect on it. A quiet groan came from the animatronic, and Henry smiled at it.

"You're gonna be alright, SpringBonnie."

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Fredbear and Bonnie had left, leaving just you sitting by the warm fireplace. Before they had went, Fredbear had introduced you to the rest of his friends: Foxy, Chica, and even three little bear animatronics that were Freddys. Plushtrap had made a little visit with you, 'congratulating' you for defeating William. The little rabbit had given you a cookie- Yes. A cookie. And you bet you ate it. The little guy had left with Fredbear, you assumed to go check on the Module removal process with Springtrap- To see how things were going. A while ago, you had placed your blanket and the Fredbear plushie back on the recliner you had slept in. You'd gotten a few hours of sleep, or you thought so as you glanced to a clock that was placed on the wall. The item resembled a sun, and you'd smiled amusingly at it- Imaging what a sun animatronic would look like. The decorative clock read 4:45- A.M. You stretched your arms and yawned. With it being this early, you considered it pointless to go back to bed- Knowing well you wouldn't be able to.

"Up this early?"

You'd turned in alarm at the quiet voice, only to smile with relief after noticing that said voice had came from Ennard. The endo went to take a seat beside you before realizing that the fire was getting low, then made his way over to it instead. You watched as he took a few pieces of wood and placed them onto the metal firewood racks, the low flames quickly climbing to grab onto the source of ignition. You'd gazed at Ennard as he stood up to examine the fire. He was interesting- Still interesting. He was a combination of the others, or as Funtime Freddy had put it a while back... An escape plan that never worked. You'd frowned at the thought. You knew Ennard didn't mean to hurt anyone... Especially his friends. But... You still wandered why. The masked endo walked to take a seat beside you once again, his hands lowering to rest atop his knees. You quirked your lips, wanting to ask a question- But worried that it'd be too personal to him. Ennard looked down and noticed your frustrated expression. "...Is something wrong, Y/N?" He asked. His question had caught you off guard. You peered up at him. "Uhm... No, nothing's wrong..." It was now or never. "I just... I had a question..." You started. Ennard glanced at you curiously, but the nervous look on your face stated that the said question probably wasn't going to be a soft one...

"The Scooper... Why did you use it on... That man?"

Ennard was taken-aback by the question. You could tell by the way his wires had stiffened. His ears had even lowered some. The endoskeleton gave a sad sigh. It was time he came clean about the matter.

"We...We all agreed on it... But, I was the one who'd planned it... The technicians who worked at the establishment, they were told to 'handle' the others by using controlled shocks... It was cruel- Horrible. At that time, William was running the establishment. There was a day that he'd came to do some strange maintenance work on Baby, and I'd caught up with him before he left... And... I confronted him about how he treated the others-"

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"WILLIAM AFTON!"