~ Scenarios From The Darkest Parts Of My Head ~ 〈 2020-21 〉 ( Completed )

•A rewritten (sort of a spoiler) scene•

Those who've known me long enough, or bothered to read my first....terrible book, might remember this scene. 

I swear I need to continue that book. It's been months-

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...Inside that room, lied the four original animatronics, forgotten, decommissioned, and in the worst condition ever possible.

In that same darkness, two red orbs flickered on...

For about a minute, the animatronic possessing those red orbs, stayed in one place, until finally moving, or at least trying to move its left arm. Feeling nothing happen, it turned its stiff head towards it, finding nothing but wires replacing the area where its arm should've been. 

It felt pain, for the first time, remembering nothing but a sudden attack. The animatronic, whose name was Bonnie, aka the guitarist of the original band, rested his against the wall behind, shivering in the chilling air of the room. He brought his other arm, which was also quite stiff due to the lack of care, over his shoulder, grabbing the wires and slowly gripping them to stop the pain.

He groaned in a metallic, glitched voice, one of his legs hitting something in front, making a 'thud' sound. 

"Sorry." He murmured in his glitched voice. His vision was covered with red static, making it difficult for him to see what was it that he had accidentally hit.

But soon, he knew what it was...

Something ahead of him, moved slightly, shifting sides until finally managing to get up. 

He tried once again to see what, or who it was, but failed miserably thanks to his vision.  However, he immediately recognized it as its groan echoed in the darkness.

"Fred." He tried to whisper, but it sounded too loud to be called that.

The figure turned, looking to him, its initial reaction upon seeing the rabbit's face being... A loud animatronic screech. Even the newbies heard it.

It abruptly pushed itself up, though tripped over something and crashed back down, head hitting the door behind. 

"Oh, I-I'm sorry. D-didn't me-mean for that to happen." Bonnie stuttered, forcing himself up, but to no avail.

The other animatronic rubbed its head, wincing. After a while of getting to its senses, it looked at the rabbit again, unsure of what to say anymore. 

"What happened?" Bonnie asked, still unable to see the other clearly.

"Y-your face..." Was all it could reply with, blinking repeatedly. 

Bonnie tilted his head, bringing his only hand towards his face, or...where it should've been at least. He shuddered, realizing that nothing was there anymore. This explained why his vision was so static-y in the first place. 

"Oh..." He lowered his head, ears drooping down along with it. 

The other animatronic, or let's say, Freddy Fazbear, pushed himself up with the support of the wall. He then hobbled over to Bonnie, kneeling next to him.

"What happened?" He questioned, right eye slowly pivoting to a side, while the other sternly stared at the rabbit. (FreddLe got a wonKy eye :))

After a few moments of pondering over, he finally responded with the words, "Afton."

The bear moved his jaws to say something at that, but was interrupted by the sound of a familiar pirate fox from the other side of the room. He exchanged a glance with Bonnie before getting up and using the walls' support to see where the sound had come from. Soon, he noticed two dim-lit yellow hues, watching him as he made his way towards them.

"Why are ye walkin' like 'n ol' man, Cap'n!?" The fox started.

"Aren't I?" He huffed.

Foxy shrugged. "I don' know. Maybe ye are, maybe ye aren'."

"Very useful information." The bear sighed. "I'll keep that in mind the next time."

He nodded, looking towards the door. The only light that illuminated the room, shone through the small gap below it. Everything else was pitch-black. 

"Tha' thing be locked." 

"How do you know?" 

He scratched the wall with his hook, making an unpleasant scraping sound, causing the bear to cover his ears. "I didn't ask for you to turn me deaf."

"But I ain', Cap'n." He stated. "I be try'na think." 

"Maybe try a little quietly?" 

He grunted, and just as he was about to speak, Bonnie spoke up from the other corner. 

"A..little help?"

"Great!" The bear facepalmed. "I forgot." 

With a little help from the pirate, he eventually managed to stand properly, and limped over to where Bonnie was. Once reaching him, he lent out his trembling hand towards the rabbit. Foxy was watching them from behind.

Bonnie took the bear's hand and tried pushing himself up with the support, but fell back to the floor as Freddy's stiff hand froze in place. 

"Crap." The bear grunted, examining his hand which barely moved. His whole body was the same, stiff. 

"I have the same problem." Bonnie spoke.

"I can get ye both some black lubricant from th' back."  The fox offered, at which Freddy shook his head in a 'no'. 

"We'll be fine." He huffed, settling down next to the rabbit.

Foxy shrugged and sat beside the two, tapping the tiled flooring with his hook. At a sudden thought, he looked at the two, retired animatronics, out of which none noticed. 

"Wha' 'bout th' gettin' out o' this room thing?" 

"We should wait." Freddy replied, resting his head against the wall.

He sighed, then looked to the other wall to find a fourth animatronic, all destroyed and battered up, just like them. Albeit it was difficult for him to recognize it in the darkness, he still made an attempt and crept over to it. Soon, his voice rang in the other two's ears. 

"Oi, wha' 'bout th' lass?"

Freddy, who was nearly asleep at that point, opened one eye. "What lass?"

"Th' yellow one who be lashin' out at ye all th' time fer some sort o' human death o' 'ers."

The bear let out a deep sigh before responding with, "Leave her. She'll wake up if she wants to."

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