You Can't

Chapter twenty five

Springtrap lowered the gun and hung his head. Golden Fradd- No, Freddy, laughed.

"I knew you didn't have it in you to kill me." He said. Springtrap looked up.

"You're right, he doesn't." Taylor suddenly said, taking the gun from Springtrap, "but that doesn't mean I don't. You have officially made my life a living hell, which is where you should be."

"I can't not agree, you're an ass." Freddy said.

"I agree with Fraddeh" Foxy said.

"Stop. Calling. Me. Fraddeh!!!" Freddy shouted.

Golden Freddy grinned and looked at the group, who were all glaring at him, "do what you want to me, but you know I'm not the true enemy. I wasn't the one who killed you, Taylor. So go ahead, shoot me, but it won't do anything to solve your problem. Vincent is still alive, for now. If I won't kill you, he'll just do it himself. Go on, push the trigger." He laughed, "I'm waiting."

Taylor looked down at the gun in her hand, then pointed it at Golden Freddy, "You sir, are a monster. You're right, you're not pure evil, like Vincent. But you are still a monster. Deny it all you want, but this is something that won't be stalled. Try reason with us, but..." She started, then pulled the trigger, placing a bullet in his head, "you can't."

Foxy was the first person to start clapping "nice speech, lass." Freddy was next, then Marion, then the Crying Child, then everyone else.

Even Springtrap, "asshole deserved it." He said, "but how are we gonna cover this up?"

"There's a place we can go." Taylor answered him, "things benefit from watching the news. They closed down because of gas leaks, but no one ever said we couldn't hide out there."

"Sounds great." Freddy said, "where is it?"