Springtrap
Golden Freddy quickly took my back, and we both went back to the sewer we're living in.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" I yelled to Golden Freddy, "I told you not to take me 'til 3 A. M!"
"Shut up!" he yelled back, "this is more important than your stupid lust!"
"Why you took me this early? Today I'd gotten latex to use in Bonnie," I said.
"In the first place, latex is not used like that; you must use it in the whole body. And in the second place, our biggest problem now is called Freddy."
"Freddy?" I would've expected any stupid thing to interrupt my moment, but in no way I was expecting to hear somethin' about Freddy. I looked around confused, "What you talking about, man? Freddy's in a coma."
"You are an idiot, you trusted too much in Bonnie's word, but you did not in his behavior."
"He already spoke up?"
"He did not say anything, but that good-for-nothing let his behavior speak instead."
"But... what does that have to do with Freddy?" I asked. He chuckled.
"You don't know it yet, do you?"
"What?"
"I was watching the pizzeria from far away, studying"—Golden Freddy started to walk along the sewer—"the progress of the illness Freddy got. And it's not just that, but, on the day Foxy killed Mike, I went back to the security office just to make sure there will be no more blood spilled around."
"I know, you even cleaned Foxy up," I said.
"Yes, but I also found some videos of the pizzeria."
"Videos?"
"That's right, videos of the whole pizzeria." He was coming back to me. "You know that, in every place in the pizzeria, there are security cameras, whose views are visible on a little screen found in the office, ok?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, this screen, just like the way it can show us what we see on them, it also can record those views, so I checked all the videos since the day Bonnie arrived to the pizzeria."
"You mean everything is recorded?" I asked kinda nervous.
"Yes, and so the backstage," he said while staring deeply at my eyes.
"That means that everything I've done with Bonnie is recorded now, innit?"
"That's right, but, lucky for you, I'm going to delete those ones."
I sighed now unworried, "That was close," I said.
But that is worthless now, what is important is why Freddy got in a coma."
"Golden, this sounds so confusing, why don't you just let me go and relax some more with that purple whore?"
"You are such a moron! If it wouldn't have been because of me, everybody in the pizzeria would be beating you up by now."
"But you told me that, with your technique, they wouldn't listen to us, not even making the loudest noise ever."
"I did apply that technique, but I did not on Freddy, that is why he heard you."
"Freddy... What!?" I asked in awe.
"Freddy was about to find you and Bonnie behind the curtains, although I think he found by now him there."
"Oh shit!" I yelled as I started to hit the wall," shit! Shit!"
"Shut up!" Golden said, "we still can make our revenge out."
"How!?" I asked while breathing hardly.
"Let's think about something, but I definitely don't think you can ever have another night with him like that."
"No! Let me do it at least one more night!" I begged desperately, "Tomorrow will be the last day! Then we can leave." I saw Golden Freddy kept thinking for a while, and then he talked again.
"Alright," he said.
"Alright?" I asked.
"Alright!"
"Sweet!" I exclaimed.
"But you must be careful."
"That's not a problem; 'cause I know you're gonna keep those jerks outta my way."
"Yes," he said looking down.
"Hey," I said.
"What?"
"What do you have in mind?"
Golden Freddy walked back along the sewer, "I think we should do exactly what we've been doing since we got there."
"That's it?" I asked disappointed.
"No; I can get and leave the pizzeria whenever I want, as I can hear and see what Freddy hears and sees, too."
"So..."
"That means: if Freddy gets up from his bed or if he does something suspicious, I will show up, and you will help me to get him. He will not count with the help of the other animatronics, because with my power, I can make them listen to nothing outside, there will be only him, you and me."
"That sounds good," I said.
"I hope there won't be any problem."
"No, everything will go fine."
Golden Freddy was walking while studying this place, maybe there's a little affair we're forgetting about that could break us down. I don't see any mistake on it though.
"Hey," he said.
"What?"
"Is she still living with that lady?"
"Yeah, but I saw in some papers over the table they're moving on December 25th."
"That will be the day after tomorrow," Golden Freddy said worried.
"Yeah, it is, but... why are you worried? I thought we wouldn't need to bring her with us, unless the situations get harsh for us."
"I know, but I would like the opportunity of counting with her, just in case something goes wrong."
"Everything is gonna be ok, really," I said trying to relief Golden.
"Alright, I hope so."
The plan seemed to be good; I didn't see why I shouldn't go to the pizzeria tomorrow like the way we've done it these days. I stretched up my arms and I leaned my body against the wall, sliding slowly down until I was sat on the cold and wet ground. This sewer is only illuminated by the slightly moonlight rays that break through the rain drainer, and sometimes with candles that Golden brings from, from wherever he gets 'em. The ambient here has never been the best, but it's been the one I had to be in since I'm in the lam; rats, insects, and liters of peed water, the perfect place to live. While I was relaxing a while, I remember that thing Golden Freddy was just telling me.
"Hey, Golden."
"What?"
"You were telling me about Freddy's illness, right?"
"Oh! Yes. Where was I?"
"You were talking about the security cameras, they can record what happened days ago."
"Right. Ok, uh... After I studied those videos, I got to know why Freddy got in a coma."
"Why?"
"Because of excessive drug use."
"What?" I said looking up at him, "Freddy used drugs?"
"Not exactly, but rather somebody put drugs into his food."
I sighed relieved by hearing Golden say that, "And why?" I asked still confused.
"One day, Chica and Foxy were talking about a new ingredient for a pizza, in which Chica took quite a while to get it ready."
"And you saw what kinda toppings were?"
"I saw it the day Foxy murdered Mike, due to the camera found in the kitchen; it does not work in video, but it does in audio."
"Ok," I said.
"However, Chica put quite more of it than she had to, then Freddy and Bonnie ate that pizza."
I thought for a while what Golden said, "But... if Bonnie ate of that pizza like Freddy did, then why he didn't get in a coma?"
"Because Freddy ate more slices than Bonnie, that is the reason why Bonnie was complaining about a headache, but, unfortunately, Freddy had to face the consequences of an overdose," he said.
I raised both of my eyebrows as I understood this situation.
"I see," I slowly said, "so... this is all Chica's fault."
"Actually it's Foxy's, because the recipe belongs to him," he said.
"But where Foxy got such a recipe? Or where he got the ingredients?"
"I don't know, I guess they were gotten to the restaurant by workers and staff."
"Then you should give me some of that thing so I can give it to Bonnie," I said.
"I could have given them to you, but now it's too late, the plan will not last anymore. Plus, the pizzeria will open very soon, that means to be more exposed, Springtrap."
"I already told ya that I'm gonna be careful."
"It's not good for us to risk ourselves like that."
I looked off from him while wondering about the plan, "I think you're right. These have been the funniest and richest days of my life."
Golden Freddy kept silent.
"I'm actually gonna miss that little dirty bitch," I said while laughing.
"Really?" Golden Freddy asked while looking at me.
"No," I said still laughing.
Golden Freddy smirked and giggled lowly, taking his sight back to the water that flows in front of us.
I thought these nights were gonna last more, but I guess that was good enough for me to relax a while and get my mind away from this nasty life.
"Hey," I asked.
"What?" Golden said.
"If we beat Freddy, what we're gonna do with Bonnie?"
Golden Freddy was looking at me, and then he looked straight still silent. After that, he spoke up, "Let's make sure that he will not see the light of another day."