It's been a month since Fredrick was killed. We put him inside one of the wooden boxes from the warehouse and buried him under a beautiful pine tree in the forest a little ways from the warehouse. After we managed to capture Springtrap, Drilltrap decided to join us since he had no home to go back to, it turns out that his parents had been killed by Some of springtrap's men.
He told us about a room beneath the warehouse with a strong metal door, so we put Springtrap in there. Today me and the Drawkills along with Fredbear, spring Bonnie and Drilltrap are all guarding the room he is in. I've noticed for the last few weeks that Drilltrap has been acting very strange whenever I'm around. When we make eye contact he quickly looks away and when he talks to me he stutters. I get up and stretch and then look through the metal bars on the door.
my heart nearly stops when I don't see Springtrap in there. I am about to alert the others when an arm suddenly shoots out from between the bars and Springtrap's hand closes around my neck. The others are on their feet in an instant but Drilltrap gets there first. "Let go of her!!" He pulls Springtrap's hand off my neck and then pulls me away from the door and sets me down. "Are-are you okay?" He asks. "Yes..." I say while rubbing my neck. I look back and see the Drawkills surrounding the door as Springtrap rams against it which makes it shake violently while letting out a horrible scream. Then there is a bang and the ceiling cracks open as a yellow blur breaks through it and slams into the ground in front of me, which knocks me back as it sends a cloud of dust into the air.
"What was that?!" Bonnie asks as he and the others carefully walk over to the shallow hole in the ground. I get up peer into it and see what appears to be a small yellow leg poking out of it. "It almost looks like..." Begins Spring Bonnie, and then it moves. I jump back in surprise. "Did it just move?" I say as I look down again. The small yellow leg start wiggling back and forth in a frantic manner. "I think it be stuck!" Foxy exclaims. "Let me get it out," Fredbear says. "It might be dangerous." We all step back as he reaches down into it and pulls out the yellow object. Then he starts laughing.
"What is it Fredbear?" Freddy asks as he walks over to him. I look back over at the door and see Springtrap looking at me from behind the bars. Fredbear turns around to show us a small yellow bear with a purple top hat and bow tie and two black eyes. It doesn't see to be damaged at all. "It's sort of cute..." I say. Then the small yellow bear turns its head towards me and stares at me straight in the eyes. "It's me." Says a familiar voice says in my head.
My eyes widen and I back away from it. "It can't be..." I whisper. "Rosemary?" Chica says. "What's wrong?" She asks in a worried voice. Then the small yellow bear wiggles out of Fredbear's grasp and lands silently on the ground. "Rosemary..." It starts to walk towards me. "I-I hope it rips your-your intestines out!" Springtrap laughs. "Shut it, grape." The small yellow bear growls at him. The others must have heard it too because they all chuckle.
"IM GOING TO RIP YOUR G***D***** HEAD OFF!!!!" Springtrap screams at it and starts to ram against the door again. "I'd like to see you try." The small bear says in response to his threat which makes Springtrap even more enraged and he slams into the door so hard that a big dent forms in it. "Rosemary, it's me, Fredrick I came back." The bear says to me as it ignores Springtrap's attempt to break down the door. "B-but how?" I ask. "Is there somewhere where we can talk in private?" Fredrick the Fredbear plush asks. "Uh I could take you to where I buried your body I guess." His dark little eyes seem to light up when I say it. "Good, because the puppet said it I could find my body I would be able to fully come back again." He replies. "Who's the puppet?" I ask in confusion "I'll tell you when we get there, it takes a lot of my energy to speak to you."
I nod and quickly tell the others where we are going. "Just be careful." Freddy says. I start to walk towards the ladder when Mangle climbs down from the ceiling and crawls over to me. "Is it okay if she comes to?" I him. "Sure." He replies. So with that I pick up Fredrick the Fredbear plush and carefully start to climb up the ladder. "I HOPE YOU DIE IN A FIRE!!!" Springtrap screams. "Well everyone must die eventually," Fredrick says calmly. "But at least they won't be in the hell you'll be in." Springtrap goes silent after that. Man my brother's attitude has changed a lot! But I don't blame him. after all he's been through for the past months and then he died and came back again which would probably make anyone a bit irritable.
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"did this puppet say anything else to you?" I ask Fredrick when he finishes explaining everything to me. "No, but it said that it would always be with me." He replies. "So what are we waiting for! Lets get your body back!" So I pick up the shovel that I had brought with me and start digging up where we had buried him a month before."It probably won't be a pretty sight." He says as I continue digging. A few minutes later I hit something hard and brush away the rest of the dirt to reveal a long wooden box. "Here it is." I say as I brace myself for the worst. Mangle crawls over to me and uses her saw to neatly cut off the top of the box.
but instead of being greeted by a smelly decaying corpse, I see that Fredrick's body is in perfect condition. The puppet must have something to do with this. I think to myself. "So how does this exactly work?" I ask. "Maybe I just have to touch it..." He walks over to his body and reaches out one of his small arms towards it and touches it. A blinding flash of light surrounds Fredrick and his body and blocks them from my sight.
To be continued on...
12/26/15
~Waferbombtastic
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Fnaf: Fredrick Watson and the Drawkills (completed)
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