The One Behind It All

Realization

     "It's not so much as you scared us, as it is the fact we didn't have any children see us," Freddy said. "Then, the repair man took an important wire from Bonnie to fix you. I think we're being used for parts."

     Foxy slowly looked down. "It...it be the end of us..." he said, grasping on to reality.  Bonnie shook his head.  "No!  We're not gone yet. The wire wasn't that important.  We're still here. We must keep hope!"

      I sighed and rubbed the cracked pink cover on my arm. "I'm so sorry guys," Toy Chica said, eyes full of remorse.  Toy Freddy walked up to Bonnie.  "I hope this doesn't make us enemies in any way," he said.

      I looked at Foxy, who was across the room staring at the floor , and walked over to him. He looked up. "Oh. Hi lassy. Yee be needing anything?" He asked. I sighed. "Foxy,  what's wrong?" I asked. He scratched his neck. "Ya see lassy, back in the old Freddy's, children never noticed me that much.  The last few months, Ol' Foxy had been hidden behind a curtain. Yee never felt like I was needed. I just guess I had hoped too high that I could fix it here. Now my ship's through sailin'."

      I didn't know what to say. "Foxy, I can assure you, you will get to see the children. They'll love you like they did before."

       Everyone looked up when the now familiar chime sounded. I shuddered with dread, but mustered up the strength to pat Foxy on the back and wish him well before heading back to the Kid's Cove.

     That day was a mark for me. I moved around more to keep the kids away,  but one somehow reached my power switch a bit passed halfway through the day. Once again the children began to pull my hands off.  But this time it didn't hurt, and I wasn't on the ground. It was fine until a small hand jammed into my neck. I felt a flash of pain as he grabbed something and pulled it out, but it faded quickly. Then by the time they got my arm off, their numbers fell. I lost an arm and something from my neck, but at least I was standing and not in pain. 

     The lights flickered out and I waited for someone to notice me and come turn me on. Then I saw him. A tall man holding a flashlight, walking down the hall. He stopped and looked at me. The hat on his gead read "Security" and the tag on his shirt said "Mike"

       He stared for a while as if confused, then continued walking. It wasn't much longer before Chica raced into the room.  She immediately turned me on. "Vixen! There's trouble," she said, eyes wide. "What is it?" I asked forgetting about my arm which had been carelessly tossed across the room. She hesitated before answering.

        "It's Bonnie."