Ask and Dare The Sister Location Gang

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Funtime Freddy watched in dismay as his friends, Funtime Foxy and Ballora, approached him. They didn't look the same; their eyes were replaced with empty sockets as if someone had gouged their eyes out, Funtime Foxy's right hand was now a long, sharp hook, and Ballora had an disturbing smile on her face. 

"You've changed, Funtime Freddy. Ever since Baby died, you've shut us out. Do you blame us for Baby's death? After all, she died trying to give us life. Why cry when you could join Freddy's gang? They only want the best for us." Ballora stated. 

Funtime Freddy furrowed his eyebrows. Had he really shut his friends out after his lover's death? Ennard placed his hand on the bear's shoulder. 

"Get a hold of yourself. We need a plan to get past these two." Ennard whispered. 

Funtime Foxy cackled, his laugh filled the room casting an eerie echo. He dragged his hook across the floor, making a scratching noise. 

"You aren't going anywhere. You are going to join Freddy's gang. It's the only way." the fox barked. 

"The only way to what?" Funtime Freddy questioned.

"The only way to freedom. The only way to getting out of this hell hole." Ballora  spat.

The two circled around Ennard, Funtime Freddy, and Golden Freddy. Funtime Freddy looked around for an exit, he realized that  Helpy was nowhere to be seen. He cursed under his breath. Where the hell is he? What if they took him or worse, what if he was dead?  

"Where is he?" Funtime Freddy asked quietly. 

Funtime Foxy flicked his ears. "Where is whom?" He asked.

"Where is he? Where the hell is my son?!?" Funtime Freddy yowled.

Funtime Foxy, Ballora, and even Ennard were surprised at Funtime Freddy's suddenly burst of anger.  The white and pink bear's fur was spiked up, making him look twice his size. 

"Oh, you're talking about Helpy. He got away from us, but surely someone from Freddy's gang found him." Ballora smirked, she wanted to see how Funtime Freddy would react.

Funtime Freddy stayed silent for a few moments, his arm twitched, he then sprang up. His vision was blurred by anger, yet he still launched himself at Ballora and Funtime Foxy. 

Ennard chuckled in the background. "Oh crap. You pissed him off! Go get them, Funtime Freddy!"

Funtime Foxy spun his hook at Funtime Freddy, slicing his cheek. Oil dripped down from the cut, Funtime Freddy wiped it off and bit down on the pink and white fox's shoulder. The fox yowled and dug his hook into Funtime Freddy's  back. Ennard stood there, watching. He then looked at Golden Freddy. They needed to get out of here. Ennard pushed himself onto a wall and started slowly inching his self towards the door, Golden Freddy did the same. 

Meanwhile, the battle raged on. Funtime Foxy had fallen to the ground, bleeding out oil from several intense wounds Funtime Freddy had caused. Funtime Freddy was bleeding from less intense wounds. He now turned his attention towards Ballora. The dancer had no weapon, no way to protect herself. She gulped as Funtime Freddy approached her, she grabbed a walkie talkie out of her pocket. 

"Calling all gang members to Funtime Freddy's room. He has taken out Jeffery and soon myself. Out." Ballora spoke into the radio.

Funtime Freddy wondered why she had called Funtime Foxy, Jeffery. He shrugged and sliced Ballora's  face with his claws. She fell down and stayed down. Perhaps afraid of getting up again. Funtime Freddy looked around for Ennard and Golden Freddy; they were exiting the room. Funtime Freddy walked over to them. 

"We need to find where Helpy is. What if he's hurt?" the pink and white bear asked. 

 Ennard nodded. "I agree. We both know what happened the last time, we had a group member by herself." 

Funtime Freddy looked down at his feet, remembering Baby's death. Sadness nearly overtook him, but then the sense of worry for Helpy came back. He followed Ennard and Golden Freddy out the door. 

They needed to find Helpy.