Gregory, Chica, and Monty stood in Chica's room. Gregory said, "We have one chance. Moon is super smart, and he probably won't fall for the same thing twice."
Chica asked, "Gregory, are you sure this is right? I know we should help them, but tricking people is wrong."
Gregory shrugged. "Well, I don't know how else to help them. Moon's coming to us. That's super important. I don't want to have to hurt him. You know? Like Monty! We managed to get Monty to go to Parts and Service on his own. But do you think I could talk Roxy into doing it by myself?"
Monty patted Chica's shoulder. "The boy's tryin' to help, Chickadee."
Chica sighed and bowed her head. "I know." She set her hand on the back of her neck. "It is just... tricking people is wrong. It's bad to trick people."
"Would he listen to any of us if we asked him to come with us?" Gregory asked. When she didn't answer, he looked at the ticket on her desk. "Just... it's for his own good. It'll help everyone." It'll make sure he stops hunting me.
The chicken animatronic sighed and nodded. "Okay. Oh, I hope he's okay."
Monty chipped in, "Ah, I'm sure it is, Chica! Don't you worry a feather on your head! Alright, little guy. I'll go down an' tell you when I'm in position." With that, the alligator animatronic turned and walked out of the room.
Chica said, "Maybe I could talk to Sun."
"Maybe," Gregory agreed. "What if Sun says no? Sun and Moon are the s–in the same body. Then he'll figure out we're trying to trap him. Chica, if this doesn't work, we'll ask him next time. And... and we won't hurt him."
"Chica's smarter than people give her credit for, Gregory. The virus might have made her go haywire, but that doesn't mean anything now. If you promise her something like this, you're keeping it."
I know, Bonnie! I... I know. Moon will probably attack me first, though.
"You know as well as I do how well she'll take that excuse. And she'd be right."
What's with you defending him all the sudden?
"What's with you being a jerk all the sudden?"
Chica nodded. "Okay. I believe you, Gregory."
Beep! [I'm in front of Parts and Services!]
He smiled and grabbed the ticket.
The time was three-fifty-five am.
The remaining lights in the Pizzaplex went out. Chica flinched and ran into her backroom. Gregory ran out of her room.
Moon stared at him from in front of one of the exhibits, low to the ground and glowing red eyes on him. He cackled, "Knock, knock...!"
Gregory called behind himself, "Nobody's home!" He stopped at Roxy's room and ran inside and through her elevator. The idea that Moon could just run into the hallway in front of Parts and Service caused his heart to lurch. He took a deep breath. Nope. No bad thoughts. They were going to do this, and they were going to do this right.
The elevator dinged and opened.
The time was three-fifty-six am.
Gregory raced down Roxy's hallway, his flashlight's light bouncing off the sharp white and violet bricks. He stopped in time to keep from hitting the security door with Roxanne's symbol on it and waited the few seconds it took to open before ducking under it and running down the stairs.
Gregory stopped.
Moon stood between him and the double red doors. He cooed, "Good night..."
Gregory took a step back, flashlight trained on Moon's chest and Bonnie held tight to his chest. "N-no!" He winced at the crack in his voice. "Let me pass."
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Help Needed
HorrorGregory first went to Freddy Fazbear's when his mother took him. Since Gregory was technically no longer obligated to follow his stepfather's rules, he could take himself. Today was as good as any; with the wind and drizzling rain making the outside...
