The next day, renovations started. The engineers flipped on the free roaming mode switch on the back of our necks, so we could walk around during the day and scare people. They also added some new technology like watches in our programming and a sleep mode, as the tech we already had was from the eighties. They put lots of accessories on us as well, like hats and claws. These were removable of course, and all day but 12:00 AM to 6:00 AM, as they opened at night to 'Make the experience scarier.', we got to do whatever. The lights were really dim and flickered randomly, for a desolate effect. I relaxed in Pirate Cove, happy that we got more free time than before, and that I got to preform again. The door opened, and I heard people talking. "Are you sure? SpringTrap is pretty old. I don't even think he or FredBear work anymore." I heard one voice say. "Yeah, man, we NEED these! They're like... fifty years old dude! We gotta have em!" The new owner said. I listened closer. "Ugh, fine, but don't have ANYONE get inside the suits. They both have a suit mode and animatronic mode, but the suit mode in both had multiple and simultaneous SpringLock failures. Here's some old audio tapes too." The first voice said. "OK, guys, you can move around now. I got somethin to show you!" The owner, who was named Mike Schmidt, said. We went to where a golden bear and bunny sat on the floor next to nine boxes. "OK, so first there's the two new animatronics, FredBear and SpringTrap." Mike said, turning the two on. They immediately stood up, and greeted us. "Hello, I'm FredBear, and this is Spring. He's shy, but likes being called SpringTrap. Nice to meet you!" The bear said. "Hi! I'm Ca-Freddy, and that's Bonnie, Chica, Nightmare, Foxy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, Mangle, and Marionette." Carissa said. "Woah! Bruhs, come quick! There's more!" Mike said. The boxes were open now, and what was inside was crazy. In one there were masks, an arm, a hook hand like mine, an old paper plate doll, posters, kids' drawings, and a cupcake prop. Another contained two spare heads, one mine and the other Chica's. A third had a spare Freddy head and torso, a fourth had a spare Bonnie head and torso, and both had a coatrack/hanger to be put on. A fifth box had a smaller, less torn up SpringTrap plush thing. The plush, who I dubbed PlushTrap, was an animatronic as well. The sixth had another animatronic in the toy generation, which was named Toy Freddy, so we turned him on and did introductions. A seventh had a short and chubby human like boy animatronic with a sign that said 'Balloons!' In his left hand, and a balloon in his right. I called him 'Balloon Boy'. Box eight had a projector, which Mike later programmed to display burnt, withered down versions of a few of us, which had jumpscares and were dubbed 'Phantoms'. The ninth had an old camera monitor and maintenance panel, as well as three plushies, one of Freddy, another of Bonnie, and the last of Chica. The last box had a few arcade games, like 'Chipper And Sons Lumber Co.', 'Fazbear Frenzy', and 'Five Nights At Freddy's'. "Woah.." I said. Chica grabbed her plush, and squeezed it. "It's so cute!!!!!!" She squealed. After we set up, we opened. People came rushing in, cameras and camcorders and iPhone cameras in hand. "Foxy, why did you bite the kid in 1987?" Someone asked. "Malfunction." I replied, a bit angry because of people bringing that up. "Freddy! Did u see the kids get murdelered?" A fan asked Carissa. "No. Never ask about that ever again." She said. A smirk appeared on her face. "Oh, and if you do ask about that again, you'll be next!" She said to the fan, who ran from Carissa as fast as sanic. I thought of something, so I hid in the shadows, waiting for that unlucky person to walk by... "Ragh!!!" I yelled. "OH SWEET JESUS DIPPED IN CARAMEL!!!" The customer screamed. I fell to the floor laughing. "I got ye good, didn't I?" I asked. "Yeah, you did!" She said, panting and shaking. Afterlife was going to be great. Here with my friends, in our favorite pizzeria.
Or so I thought.
