Running Away To Another Dimension (Title WIP-)

Chapter 1

Rockstar Freddy stayed silent, the only noise that was heard was the crunching of dry leaves and gravel under his feet. He was headed to Ballora's Bakery to check up on her. He still struggled to decide if she should know about... Bryan being-... dead and all. He sighed softly, his ears laying back. She'd just gotten over the stress of Baby being gone for so long. Now with the stress of Bryan being dead, the park about to collapse, and not knowing where the Glamrocks had gone, she could relapse and be even worse off than before.

He paused, looking towards the portal room, his ears twitching slightly. He glanced towards the bakery, then turned to the portal room. He changed course, walking to the portal room instead. He could spare a few minutes... he just, needed to think for a few moments. He walked up to the door, it would open sensing his key card in his pocket. He walked in, the door hissing closed behind him. He stared at the portal, walking up to it, his gaze lost in the endless swirling. Tears began to form in his eyes, slowly dripping down his cheeks, leaving a stained oil trail down his face.

He stared into the portal, stuttering quietly for a few moments before stating, "Why. . why did you do that. . you-u. . . i-idio-ot." More tears rolled down his face, staining his fur more and more as each tear fell. His ears laid back against his head as he tipped his head down. He let out a few small whimpers, then cleared his 'throat', wiping his face with his paw, gently smudging the oil from his face, making it slightly less visible. He lifted his face again to stare into the portal, mumbling to himself, "Pull yourself together Freddy. He's gone. That's it..... Just- like that." He stayed silent for a few moments before adding, "You have other people to take care of.... You don't have time for this."

He turned away from the portal, his ears still laid back. He walked a few steps away before noticing a slight tremor from the ground underneath his feet. He froze, his eyes going wider as he stared at the ground, noticing a few pebbles jumping slightly as he heard a soft rumble behind him. The portal. Someone was coming-! He panicked a bit, unsure of what to do. The rumbling grew, then stopped. He turned around, staring in shock and fear. How...!?

======== 20 Minutes Before =======

It was getting dark, a bit chilly, a few clouds illuminated by the bright full moon. A brown-haired boy, maybe around 8 or 9, quickly slipped his pocket knife across the gap in the window, jostling and unlocking the window. He slid the window open, closing the knife and tucking it back into his back pocket, grabbing his backpack from where he'd set it up against the wall. He picked up the back-pack with a bit of struggle, the bag making a metallic clanging noise as the canned food inside jostled around. He dropped the bag into the room, then slid into the building.

He grabbed his bag, swinging it onto his shoulder, then reaching up to close and lock the window behind himself. He slipped his other arm through the loose strap, equalizing the weight on his shoulders, although it was still very heavy. He walked out of the room, the door was cracked open already thankfully. He sighed softly, pulling out a flashlight from a pocket of his backpack, struggling a bit to get it out. He switched it on and wandered through the hallways of the abandoned daycare, waves of nostalgia hitting him as he saw so many familiar things. It saddened him to see the places that he'd loved so much so run down.

He wandered to his favorite spots, flashes of memories playing in his mind. Everywhere he went, there were memories, most good, although a few bad ones as well. He would give anything to have those times back. Almost everyone he'd known from here had fallen away from the group. They didn't talk to him.... Not even... Birthday cards. He teared up a bit with a sniffle, the cold making his nose a bit runny. If he could just go back in time.... Keep things from falling apart. He would. As he continued to wander, he wondered to himself.... Was it... his fault they all left-? He hadn't been... that obnoxious... had he? He sighed softly, mumbling to himself, "Just- follow the plan!.. Everything will be just fine. And I never have to see... them.. Again!.... I never have to come back-"

He quickly made his way to the stairs that led to the hidden portal room, no longer feeling satisfied with the memories of the place. He carefully made his way down the steps, the light from the portal temporarily blinding him, pausing his step so he didn't fall with a misstep. He turned off his flashlight, blinking a few times to let his eyes adjust. Once he could somewhat see, he continued carefully down the steps, listening as the portal made faint swirling and swooshing noises. The sound was familiar.... Even..... Comforting.

He walked over to the portal, staring at it for a few seconds. He sighed softly, turning and walking over to the computer that controlled the portal, sliding his backpack off to sit on the ground against the table, the heavy contents rattling inside once again. With one hand, he reached up and rubbed his sore shoulders with a short sigh, and with the other hand, he grabbed a teddy bear from the front mesh pocket of the bag, setting it on the desk. He fixed the makeshift purple paper top hat on the bear, smiling as he booped it's nose, practically hearing the noise it would've made on the real thing.

"At least I'll have you-..." He teared up again, a mix of sadness and happiness flooding his emotions. He typed in the coordinates he knew by heart, flipping the switch to activate the portal. He picked up the plushie, hugging it close to his heart for a few seconds before returning it to the mesh pocket with a small sniffle. He swung the backpack onto his shoulder once again with a bit of struggle and a small grunt. He then walked up to the portal, staring into it for a few seconds, and then walked in, excited, terrified, and nervous.