FNaF: Battle Of The Undead

Night terrors: part 1

Freddy and Foxy waited by the oven watching their chicken cook.
"Let's not allow Chica to see this..." Mumbled a hungry Freddy, licking his lips. Foxy drew his tongue over his sharp teeth and agreed.

Brrrrriiiiing!

The egg timer rang out and the two instantly leaped to their feet. Freddy opened the oven holding cloth over his paws grasping the tray with both hands and placed it on the table.
"Hey Doc, ya want some?" Freddy called.
"No thanks, I already ate." Came the reply. The bear distributed the chicken between himself and the fox noticing that his pal was struggling to take his muzzle off.
"Need some help?" Freddy chuckled.
"Yes please. Usually I would cut through the straps with me hook, but I'll be needin' t' put it back on afterwards won't I?" Foxy said whilst fiddling with the back of his muzzle. "Blasted thing won't come off!" Freddy removed the muzzle and the pirate looked up giving a thankful nod. Foxy opened his mouth full-stretch. It felt good without the restriction of the muzzle. Doc watched the two devour the meat leaving nothing behind. The chicken had been stripped to the bone. Foxy picked up his muzzle and turned it in his hand. He groaned and raised it to his face.
"Foxy?" Doc sighed. Foxy paused and turned his head. "Do you promise not to bite me?" Foxy laid his ears back and looked down to the ground.
"By me troth." He whispered. Both Freddy and Doc's faces flashed with incomprehension as they tried to remember their old English. "T'means tha' I swear." Foxy gave a toothy smile.

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As well as eating, the robots need to sleep. It was a peaceful night. The moon was shining on the frosty midnight grass and the animatronics settled down for a nap. Doc watched fondly as the living robots almost looked like adorable sleeping children. Bonnie was even sleeping with a toy dog, Foxy snuggling up to a toy lion cub, Freddy, a lion also. Chica didn't much care. It was mesmerizing for Doc as they actually seemed rather cute...

"EVERYBODY UP! EVERYBODY UP NOW!!! WAKEY WAKEY!" A voice snapped Doc from his trance. This wasn't the usual wakeup call, it was midnight and a sense of urgency filled the air. Foxy is now wide awake.
"Yearg! Thought I could smell burnin'!" He started shaking Bonnie who sleeps heavily.
"What's happened??" Doc half screamed over the now escalading chaos.
"It seems that G guard 6 decided that both rogues and zombies are allowed in. They're torching the place!" The waker replied.
"Rogues?" Freddy questions whilst comforting a little girl of about five or six.
"Not everyone wants to join us, Freddy, and they often try to steal our supplies or destroy them." Doc explained.
"DON'T THEY DARE BURN MY PIZZA INGREDIENTS TO A CRISP!" Chica shouted over all the screaming. Doc's mouth watered at the thought of the delicious pizza slice that Chica had given him the night before.

Then a Molotov flew through the door way, spilling flammable liquids everywhere and the room burst into flames.