Ch 3. Friends And Enemies

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As we walked down the hallway, I noticed that Springtrap seemed tense.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah yeah, I'm fine" He said.

I could hear that he was lying.

"No you're not" I said as I hold his shoulder so he had to stop walking. "Stop lying"

"Okay fine" He sighed. "It's just that I will probably get in trouble if I tell them what happened"

"Then you don't tell them what happened" I said.

"They will know. It doesn't matter if we tell it or not." He grunted.

"I have an idea. I just say that I committed suicide" I grinned.

"Like they would believe that" He spat.

"I was depressed and suicidal after all" I said.

He looked at me as if he just heard me say that I had seen a flying hedgehog. I just smiled at him.

"why?" He asked after a few seconds.

"Imagion that you are 14 years old, your parents do nothing than yell at each other, you have bad grades at school and there are some kids in your class who pick on you because of your misfortune. How could you than think there is anything left that is worth living for." I explained.

"Well that sucks" He said, trying to make it sound like a joke.

We fell silent and continued walking. We walked through hallways which all had the same black and white tiled flours and grey walls. I remembered that Springtrap said that Fredbear was removed from the pizzeria, so I guessed that we where in a pizzeria. After walking for a few minutes, we came into a big area. It had a stage that was placed in a notch in one of the walls. There also where some tables with chairs, but that was it. As I looked around, I saw more of these animal robots. There where bears, chickens, rabids and foxes. None of them seemed to notice us. A voice behind me scared the crap out of me.

"I thought you where retired from killing people" The voice spat.

As I quickly turned around, I saw a purple bear who was staring at Springtrap with crossed arms and a look of disgust on his face.

"No" I replied before Springtrap could answer. "I killed myself"

The purple bear turned to me and stared me straight in the eyes. His eyes where completely black, except for a white dot that appeared to be his pupil. His cold stare sent shivers down my spine. Whoever he was, I didn't like him already.

"He told you to say that didn't he" He said to me.

"No. I committed suicide" I replied, not breaking eye contact.

"Sure" He said. Although he didn't sound very convinced.

He turned back to Springtrap.

"Who is this?" He asked him.

"Lybra" Springtrap replied.

"Where did you find her?" The purple bear asked with a demanding voice.

"In the workplace in the basement." Springtrap replied again.

"You two are coming with me" The bear said.

He turned to me.

"My name is Shadow Freddy by the way" He said it in a way as if that was important.

I realy didn't like this guy.

"You ain't telling me what to do, stupid blueberry" Springtrap suddenly hissed.

I looked at him, before turning to look into the room. I was surprised to see that no one had noticed us yet. I started to look at the animals that where walking around and talking. I started to observe them one by one. As I did, I didn't notice that Springtrap and Shadow Freddy where now arguing. In the room, there where two of each animal. The first one, was a brown bear with read cheeks. He looked like a nice person, due to his friendly smile. He had blue eyes and a black bowtie and hat. He was talking to a blue with white rabid. The rabid had green eyes and a red bowtie. He two had red cheeks. As I looked at the stage, another bear was sitting on the edge of it. He looked the same as the other one, but he had no red cheeks and his fur had a darker colour. But he had the same blue eyes and the same black bowtie and hat. In the corner of the room stood a red fox with a bright, yellow eye. The other eye was covered with a black eye patch and his right hand was replaced with a hook. The fox was talking to a chicken. The chicken was yellow with violet eyes. She was wearing a napkin with the letters let's eat around her neck. On one of the tables sat a white with pink fox. She had the same bright, yellow eyes as the other fox. Around her neck, she was wearing a pink bowtie. She was talking to another chicken, who looked the same as the first one, but instead of violet eyes, she had blue ones and she had red cheeks. She two was wearing a napkin, but hers read: let's party. As I looked back to the stage, I saw that in the corner of it was sitting another rabid. His fur had a blue/purplish colour and he had pink eyes that came close to red. He was wearing a black bowtie. A movement in the doorway on the right caught my attention. A yellow bear walked in. He seemed a bit taller than the other ones and I guessed that he was about the same height as Springtrap. He leaned against the door frame and looked around the room, until his eyes stopped on me. His eyes where the same as Shadow Freddy's, completely black with a white pupil. He stared at me for a few seconds before he started walking towards me.

"Who are you?" He asked with a friendly tone.

"My name is Lybra" I replied.

"How'd you get here?" He asked with the same, friendly tone.

"Suicide" I simply replied.

He looked from me, to the the two arguing males.

"Shut up!" He suddenly sounded cold.

The two stopped arguing and looked at him.

"Mind your one business Golden Freddy" Shadow Freddy spat.

"No" Golden Freddy calmly replied.

So that is the friend Springtrap was talking about. I thought.

"Don't worry, I got this" Springtrap said to him.

"I know, but in the meantime you two are making way to much noise" Golden said. "It is pretty bothering"

Shadow Freddy looked annoyed.

"I just want him and Lybra to come to Fredbear, but that rotten piece of fur won't listen" He said.

"After all these years, it just won't get through your thick skull that Springtrap never listens to you" Golden replied. 

Shadow Freddy's eye twitched. He was about to give him a piece of his mind, when he was interrupted before he could even start.

"Hello! Who are you?" A friendly voice said.

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