FNAF: Welcome to Your Worse Nightmare

Chapter 5

Chica was so frightened by the body parts stuffed in the suit that she gave a scream, and the others joined in.

"I hope that doesn't happen again. I was so scared!" said Chica.

"It will happen again, though...over and over," said Foxy, "until the day Purple Man dies. Until we get revenge on him.

And sure enough, it happened every time a new security guard came for the job. Purple Man always called in to give the guard instructions. He always told the new guard to watch the cameras, and close the doors if the Bot was right in front of the doorway. Very few survived until 6 AM. Some security guards didn't even check the cameras because they were too busy watching My Little Pony or emailing friends. Unfortunately, that made them an easy target for the Bots.

One day Foxy and I decided it was time to put a stop to this Purple Man. We came up with a plan. A very good plan.

"What if we whacked him on the head with a frying pan? And finished him off with his own knife?" Foxy suggested.

"But if that doesn't work, we can set up a bear trap, then use the knife," I said.

"Great idea! But what if those plans don't work and Purple Man escapes from our grasp? Then we'll be screwed!"

Purple Man appeared the next night to check on things. Foxy and I got ready to strike. Purple man wandered by the Pirate's Cove where we were hiding, singing a song to himself. (Insert preferred Purple Man tune). Foxy whacked the Purple Man really, really hard on the head with the frying pan.

"Ow! You little brats! I knew you'd try to kill me one day," said Purple Man, as he rubbed his head.

I quickly grabbed for the knife attached to Purple Man's belt loops. Purple Man swiped the my hand away.

"You think you can kill me with my own knife? Fools! Your plan is ruined, and I reign supreme!" spat Purple Man.

"So much for the bear trap," grumbled Foxy.

"We will get you - if we have to kill people in the process!" I said.

"You can kill my body, but my soul will live on!" shouted Purple Man.

The next night was a full moon. Foxy and I were saddened by the fact that we could kill Purple Man's body but his soul would still remain.

.......

The pizzeria was now due to close by year's end.

"What will happen to us?" questioned Freddy.

"We will probably be sent straight to the landfill, where they will crush us up into bits until nothing's left," said Bonnie. "I guess the good thing is that our souls will finally rest in peace."

That fateful day came very quickly, and the animatronics gave their hugs and farewells to each other.

When everything was moved out, the animatronics stood there in sheer puzzlement. "Aren't we going to the landfill?" I said.

"Uh, I think we're not going anymore," said Chica.

"Yar! I think it's time for partying and merriment!" Foxy chimed in.

The animatronics cheered.

The party lasted until 6 AM. Foxy told tales of horror and cheer.

"I wonder what will happen to Purple Man," said Bonnie.

"I think he'll find new people to kill and torment," I said.

As the days wore on, the animatronics were no longer having fun being by themselves. They felt lonely and bored.

One night, just as Foxy was running down the hall, getting his nightly exercise, Purple Man appeared, with Golden Freddy by his side.

"Great news, my comrades!" boomed Purple Man.

"Don't call us that!" shouted Freddy.

"HAHAHAHAHA!! You're moving to a new location, and being replaced!"

The animatronics gasped in horror.

To be continued.... In "Five Night's of Freddy's Part Two: Life and Death"