Charlotte Emily's P.O.V

"How many kilometers was that?" asked Bonnie. "You increased by about three. Progress but still work that can be done," answered Duality. "Keep it up cousin but watch your back since I'll be creeping up on beating your height," said Springbonnie. "If I'm going to beat you in something for once than I'll make sure of it," responded Bonnie.

Watching those two made me sometimes wish I wasn't an only child, even if they weren't technically siblings. It wouldn't matter since you wouldn't be able to tell the difference unless you knew that yourself. Though I guess you could say everyone here is family by how they all act with each other. That's the type of family I was without for years. However even when I'm present with a chance to include himself with this family I chose not to. Not because I don't want to be around them but because I don't know what to say or how to approach them. Being alone for long hasn't taught me how to make friends again.

"Nice way to show off," said Helpy as I turned to the direction of his voice. "Not exactly but maybe I was little," responded Freddy. "Besides I don't see you practicing your jumps so I suggest you get back to it." "Of course," groaned Helpy.

Freddy was unlike anyone I had ever met,, though I hadn't meet a lot of people in my life. Michael was one thing I definitely didn't like, more so how he turned out after being his father's puppet for years. His father was the reason why I ended up the way I did, even if Michael was the one that killed me. To see him become a better person and rid the Purple Guy that was left in him was truly an accomplishment. Freddy was something else. Even against his purpose being a lie, loosing family and those that were thought to be allies, and facing defeat and death, he has stepped over all those things and remained at his best. There was just something about that made you want to look up to him and be like him, like he was a god or something. And he cared for you, just as he did for all of his friends and family. I wanted to talk to him and actually get to know him, but the fear of not knowing what to do was stopping me from walking over to him. I didn't know what to do.

"Yo anyone home?!"

"Huh?" I said looking back to see Springbonnie's next to me.

"You dozing off in the middle of training? Better hope Freddy doesn't notice, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind much anyways," she said.

"Right... " I responded. I hadn't spoken much to the others, mostly her cousin Bonnie at most to help her talk to her. I was surprised I managed to hold a conversation with him as long as I did, especially having my talk with him about helping Springbonnie. It was nice to know my advice did something good.

"You're Charlie right? How about I come up with an animatronic name for you?" asked Springbonnie. "Animatronic name?" I questioned. "Yeah, you know? Like a code name. Springy's real name is Michael and yours is Charlie. Or Charlotte. Or whatever. And you were the Puppet, or Marionette, or I don't know you got like a million nicknames but we can't use Puppet since you're kinda in animatronic suit now. Couldn't hurt could it?" she responded. "Well the suits name was Lefty, so I guess you can use that if you like," I responded. "Oh I get it! Your left eye , and I mean your left not my left, is missing so therefore Lefty. Huh. Cleaver?" she responded. "Guess your nickname is Lefty. Of course unless you don't like it?" she said. "No, it's fine," I responded. I didn't mind having another name to add to the long list of other names I had already so I decided it couldn't hurt to have another.

"Speaking of that eye how come you haven't gotten one replaced in that missing socket? Two eyes are better than one, especially when you get a new one. I guess that goes for the suit as well. Didn't think about that one," she continued. "Spending time to add an eye for the suit would be a waste since training is more important and is not needed. William also made sure once I got stuck in the suit that I wouldn't be able to get out, which made sure the suit sealed as well. I could spend time to get the suit unsealed but that would be difficult and would also be a waste of time. It would be better to fight alongside everyone else and make a difference instead of spending unnecessary time on me that could be used for stopping Afton," I explained. "But, I mean, what about the suit itself? Doesn't it kinda suck being a Puppet stuck inside a suit and especially having one eye like a pirate?" asked Springbonnie. "Being in this suit is just something I've just had to learn and adapt to. Having one eye isn't too bad either since I don't need to rely on my own eyes," I responded. "What? So are you like partially blind or something?" asked Springbonnie. "No. The Resurrection Power allows us to use senses to know the presence of someone when nearby. So I basically don't need to use my eyes to know when an enemy is around," I explained. "Ok, now that is cool. Freddy better teach us that soon," she responded. "Speaking of Freddy... " I said.

Hearing his name made me speak without even realizing it but at this point I couldn't take back what I was going to say after I realized what I had to do. 

" ...What do you think of him?" "Freddy? Hmm. Where do I begin?" she responded trying to think as she looked up a little. "I mean he basically reminds me of our leader we had back at where we lived, except Fredbear being a little less lively and not as talkative as the others. Kinda like you." "Yeah... Like me... " I responded. Her response basically described me and in a way to point out the way I was, though I knew she didn't know that herself. However it did made me realize how I tried to not talk with anyone else and seemed not lively. 

"But man can that guy lead and be the biggest inspiration to everyone, and I didn't think I would ever have one to look up to. And the best part: He doesn't even try, it's just natural for him to act the way he does. If I didn't try people probably wouldn't notice so I don't how he does it," she responded. 

"I see," I responded. "Well. I... need help with something... " I said. "Well go ahead and ask. You're choosing the right person. Not that the others aren't as capable as me but I consider myself a good option if you were to pick randomly," she responded. "Well... I actually want to talk to Freddy," I responded. Springbonnie seemed surprised at what I was asking from her, though it was an a weird thing to ask when you say it aloud. "Talking? Well I am good at that. And so is everyone else," she responded. "That's... the problem... " I responded. " ...I haven't talked about this topic with anyone else but my dad, but I have to mention it so you understand. Being alone for years didn't allow me to progress from my young age. I have a limited range of vocabulary and talking with others is not something I'm used to. I only learned certain and newer words along with maturing from listening to other children and some of the workers at the pizzerias when I could. Even that wasn't the best way to learn or advance... Basically I don't know how to talk to people properly, and I'm surprised I'm having a conversation with you without freaking out." "So you want to talk to Freddy? Because of the person he is?" asked Springbonnie. "That's somewhat true. I haven't talked to anyone properly and the talks I had with the children that were murdered and Michael weren't because I wanted to be friends with them. I haven't had friends since I was murdered and now I want to make new ones... I just don't know how to do it... " I responded. "Well not much you gotta do now if you want to make friends," responded Springbonnie. "I don't understand," I responded confused on what she was talking about. "You already made a friend with me by talking about your problems and about yourself. That's the key; being yourself," she answered. "Yeah it's probably going to be nerve-wrecking talking to him and probably anyone properly, and I would if I got anxious all the time. As long as you present yourself the way you want everyone to see you as or understand, then it's all going to work out just fine. I mean look at you right now, you were anxious and definitely awkward talking to me, but look at what you got in return after being yourself. A friend you thought would take a lot to have when it's just that simple."

"I... never really considered it would be that simple without me realizing it," I responded. "Thanks for your advice Springbonnie, you have helped me in a good way. And I'm glad to have a friend like you." "Just doing what I do best," she responded. "Now how about you test yourself now and talk to Freddy." "Now? I've gained more confidence but that doesn't mean I'm fully ready," I responded. "Ah you got this. Not like we have much time these days, probably less for some of us since you never know what could happen next or when our time is up," she responded. "Just remember to be yourself and everything should all work out, regardless of being nervous or anxious." "Ok... Ok. Alright. I'll do it," I responded as I turned to look at her. "Wish me luck." "Don't need to tell me that when I'm doing it already," she responded. 

I stared at Freddy talking with Duality, just hesitating to move from my spot and walk over to him. However I finally got the courage and made my way to him, as I was starting to feel even more anxious now. Even though I was a dead soul in a puppet suit, plus a animatronic suit, I could still feel being anxious. I hadn't felt like this in forever. Freddy noticed me already as I approached him, as Helpy turned to look at me as well. "Hey Charlie. Something you need?" Freddy asked as I stopped in front of him. "No," I said, immediately realizing my mistake after. "Actually... yes. Well... it's about... " I couldn't get my words out and having Freddy and Helpy stare at me didn't help. " ...Could we talk alone?" I said finally. "If you say so," responded Helpy walking away now. "Remember to focus on improving your jumps," said Freddy to him. "It  would be better if you would stop saying that over-and-over, and then maybe I would try harder," responded Helpy. "That's what I'm exactly trying to get you to do," responded Freddy. "If only he would try to his fullest, then maybe he would improve on the training." "If I may interject myself here, I suppose your statement of talking with Freddy alone would apply to me as well?" Duality asked me. "Yes, thank you," I responded. "I will be on standby until you both are done with your conversation. Though I already have calculated what she plans on saying, as well as the end results," he stated. "You better not spoil it for me," said Freddy in response. "I don't plan on it," he responded. The laptop he was using shut down on its own, leaving me alone with Freddy. "Anyways. What do you need to talk with me about?" he asked. "It's... well... " I said trying to decide how to speak without messing up. I just had to be myself, just like what Springbonnie said. 

"Things haven't been good for years. I was murdered by Michael and my soul was trapped in  a puppet, as I was alone for so long that I wish I could see my father again. Maybe even my mom. Now that I've seen my father and have meet you and the others I felt I needed to feel like a person again. We have a battle in a few days and we don't know what will happen. I want to have friends or at least be able to make some before we leave to stop William," I explained. "You were my first choice because of how everyone looks at you. You've gone through so much and are an inspiration to everyone, even though you choose to not to view yourself that way. You someone worth calling a friend and hope you can say the same for me."

The silence and Freddy not saying a word concerned me as I had no idea what he would say. He didn't seem like the person to say no but the possibility still had be thinking he could definitely choose that option. 

"Never thought I would have someone ask me to be their friend this way," he said finally. "Though you went years with limited interactions with others, so your social skills and vocabulary are behind. Who can blame you for that?" I still didn't know what his answer would be but I was just hoping he would say yes at this point. I just had to wait and see.

"You keep to yourself and are very quiet when around others, only speaking with limited words that, when spoken, are infrequent. Kinda reminds of how Foxy was when I first meet her. You've been through a lot and experienced things a child should never have to experience, or anyone for that matter. You were the first that feel victim to William's will to ruin the lives of the innocent, which were carried out by Michael that also feel victim to his father's inhumane way of making himself known to the world. Even after your death you helped those that were also caught in William's web, no matter the anger the children had for losing their lives. You paved the path for Michael that resulted in him destroying his demons and reforming to be a better person. And you stand with us now to fight William to ensure no one else will have to lose their life and go through what you, Michael, and all of us have been battling against," he explained. "I don't need to think twice to consider you a friend." I was so happy to hear his answer as I felt like I had accomplished something. I felt like I was actually becoming a person again. 

"Thank you," I said with the biggest smile I had ever had in so long. I don't think I had felt so happy in my life besides seeing my father after so many years. I was finally coming to peace, though I still had progress to get through. At least this was the first step I had taken in a long time. Freddy couldn't help but smile at me being excited and happy and that just increased mine even more. I turned around to where Springbonnie was, as she was standing at her spot with a smile. She did a thumbs up as I did the same back to show how thankful I was. I had managed to finally see my father again, make friends, and feel like a person again. I knew if I did survive the battle with William things would be difficult on living the way I was, but at least I had already started feeling like myself again. I was feeling the same joy I'd felt when I was still alive, the memories I had being a kid and the fun I had. Now I could feel those emotions again and especially the feeling of being alive. Being yourself was the best part of living, and that wasn't changing with my new life.