Horrors

"Afton?!" Emma exclaimed. "Are you sure?"

"No, but it certainly looked like Afton."

"Did it have a first name?"

"Yes, but I only caught the first letter. It was a W."

"Oh no," Emma said, sitting down on a chair, hand to her head as if she had a headache. "That was probably William Afton. He killed six children back at the old Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria. The children's bodies were found after the animatronics started to smell bad. They were stuffed inside them."

"Oh my," said Foxy. "He doesn't mean to stuff children inside us, does he?"

"I don't know. He was actually the original creator of you guys, actually. But his partner, Henry, found the bad code he put into you and removed it. I think you were meant to do something bad if Henry hadn't found the bad code."

"What are we going to do?" Ballora asked. "I don't want to be torn apart again."

"I have a feeling that he'll come back," Emma said. "And we need to be ready. I have to leave soon, but first things first. Can you all open your faceplates by yourselves?" In answer, all of the faceplates sprang open, revealing the creepy endoskeleton face. Emma jumped. If she didn't know them, she'd have screamed. "Perfect. That was terrifying. Now, I'm going to come in early tomorrow."

"Why?" Baby asked, face plates closing with a snap.

"Because. Afton would have to come after the last day shifters leaves, at ten pm, and before I get here, around 11:30. So I'm going to show up here at ten pm sharp, and we'll be ready for this William Afton." Emma smiled. "You guys in?"

"Definitely," Foxy said. "This guy needs to be taken care of." The others nodded their agreement.

"Alright then," Emma said, putting her cap back on. "Freddy, would you put away the extra equipment? I'd do it myself but I have to leave now. Baby can tell you where the stuff goes."

"Yeah, of course." Freddy nodded and began cleaning up.

"See you all tonight!" Emma said, then left, heading home. She knew exactly what she was going to do.

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That night, Emma returned to the auditorium. "Emma?" Jenna asked. "What are you doing here so early?"

"I had some stuff I wanted to take care of. You know, oil all the joints and whatnot." She lied smoothly.

"Don't know why you want to come here at night…" Jenna said, but left as Emma entered the elevator. Tha animatronics awaited her at the bottom.

"Ready?" Emma asked, smiling.

"As we'll ever be." Replied Baby, popping her knuckles.

"Alright. Ballora, you're flexible, right?" Emma explained the plan to the animatronics, smiling deviously. "Everybody knows what they're supposed to do?" They nodded. "Great. Places, everyone!"

Ballora squatted and Emma climbed onto her back, holding on tightly. Then the animatronic leaped into the air, grabbing the large metal rafters above. She swung upwards, standing on them, her wheels locked so she wouldn't roll off. Emma climbed off and dashed to stand on the rafter in front of the elevator. Ballora waited next to her. The other animatronics were already in their places, waiting for Afton to arrive.

Emma looked over at the three places Foxy, Freddy, and Baby were hidden. She could just make out the glow of their eyes. 'Perfect,' she thought, smiling as the elevator rose up, then slowly descended back down. It dinged, and the doors slowly opened. A man walked out. He was wearing a purple night guard uniform. Emma held up her hand, signaling for Ballora to get ready. William Afton walked forward quietly, gripping a flashlight. Emma closed her fist, mouthing 'now' to Ballora. With a creepy whir of gears, she dropped off the rafters, landing behind Afton. He whirled about, and Ballora's face plates sprung open. The man screamed, stumbling back.

"Y- you! I broke you!" He exclaimed, eyes wide as Ballora advanced. He turned around, about to run in the opposite direction, but Baby stood there, blocking his path. Her face plates sprang open as well. He turned to the left. Foxy. To the right. Freddy.

Soon he was surrounded, the animatronics slowly closing in, gears whirring menacingly. 'Now the minireenas,' Emma thought, and sure enough, five minireenas jumped out, climbing up Afton's body. They giggled creepily.

Emma took a deep breath, waiting for Baby, who was right beneath her, to hold up her hand, palm facing upward. When she did so, Emma leaped off the rafters, bouncing off Baby's hand and doing a flip before gracefully touching down on the ground. Afton whirled to face her, eyes wide, breath quick and uneven. "I see you want to hurt these animatronics," she said quietly, glaring at him.

"Th- they don't feel! They're just r- robots!" He protested, sweating as the animatronics advanced.

"Oh they do feel, Mr. Afton. You of all people should know this."

"B- but-"

"Be QUIET!" Emma shouted, pushing him over. "If you ever come down here again, we'll do more than just give you a scare. Understand?" He nodded frantically. "Good. Freddy, if you will."

"With pleasure," he replied, and grabbed Afton, dragging him away. The minireenas jumped off, scuttling away. He threw Afton into the elevator, pushed the up button, and retreated before the doors could close. Emma watched as the elevator ascended, and never came back down.

"Great job, guys!" She exclaimed, turning to face them. Their face plates snapped shut. "I think we scared him away!"

"That was fun," Foxy said, tail waving.

"I agree," Baby said. "And it's smart, because no one is going to believe the frantic ravings about animatronics that speak, and have feelings. They'll mark him as a mad man, and with any luck, he'll be sent away."

"That's right," Emma said, yawning. "You guys need any repairs from yesterday?" They told her what they needed, Emma did her repairs and routines, then returned home for the day. But before she climbed into bed, her phone dinged. She had gotten a text message.

Emma looked at who it was from and gasped.