???'s Pov:

A/N:This is someone else who's different from ??????

"Why the hell is it not working!" I said pulling at my hair wondering why they haven't remembered yet.

"I don't know...The hypnosis should have broken off their forgotten state." Foxy explained as I looked at him. "They should have remembered something when they saw the mugs...I saw them both up there and they both had seen it..." I explained as Foxy sighed.

"There's a possibility of why it didn't work..." he said as I raised my eyebrow gesturing him to continue.

"My books were gone one day and back the next. I don't know who took them...but if they had used another hypnosis trance with them...It could mean that they may never get their memories back unless that someone recalls their trance" Foxy explained further making me wonder.

"Do you have any guesses?" I asked as Foxy nodded. "There's only one person who's witnessed a hypnosis trance that wasn't Fredbear...He's-"

??????'s Pov:

We all got drunk and we were a little tipsy despite only having 3 shots. I got a phone call from...oh, it was him.

"HeLlOo" I answered as the other two were joking around.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" he yelled through the phone. "cHiLl, mY fUcKeN hEaDzZ hUrt..." I slurred as he just kept screaming at me.

"Foxy...just chill the fuck out. This plan is going to work. Gold is going to be safe from him" I said without slurring my words.

Foxy waited but gave a long sigh at the end.
"Fine. But y'know what? I'm glad Spring scratched you. Have fun dealing with that!" he shouted angrily before hanging up the phone. Have fun dealing with that? It's just a scratch, nothing much.

I knew I couldn't trust him...
Foxy doesn't even know that I did my own hypnosis on them...
It isn't hard to learn once you 'borrow' a few books...

I put my phone back in my pocket and stepped out of the bar. I walked over to the car, but I felt like I was being followed. I was sluggish but I still had some capacity to know my surroundings.

As I made it over to the car, I was about to unlock it, but turns out it wasn't locked in the first place....
Did I forget to lock it before leaving?

I opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. I let out a long sigh as I let myself close my eyes. I couldn't sleep, and I knew I couldn't.

The scratch that Spring gave me was pretty deep...
I touched the back of my neck where the scratch was and as soon as I touched it, I felt a pain go throughout my neck. I looked at my hand and saw that there was this blackish substance mixed with my blood.

....
Did I really do the best choice?...
Springtrap in that moment was something i've never seen before...
It was as if his life depended on saving him. He went through all that trouble...just for him.

"I made the right choice...I made the right choice." I said to myself before letting out a sigh. I was about to leave my car until I heard a gun click.

"You really think you made the right choice?" A voice said behind me. I wanted to scream and everything but I was too drunk to process anything.

"Who are you and what do you want?" I asked calmly. "That scratch on you isn't going to go away by itself. I know that for a fact." he asked making me question who this guy is.

"You never answered my question." I replied as he scoffed. "Listen here. Springy isn't the type to give these type of deep scratches and all i'm going to tell you, is that the last person who got that scratch from him...Didn't survive more than a month." he said causing my eyes to go wide.

"W-why are you telling me this?" I asked a little panicked now. "Because only Springy knows how to get rid of it. And unless you put your overprotectiveness aside and let them remember, you will die." he explained making me think if I should.

"Now. Go hang out with your friends because if you don't stop what you're doing, you won't see them for very long..." He said before escaping through the opposite side of the car.

I didn't know how to process this. I was just held at gunpoint and told I could die...
"Fuck!" I said feeling the back of my neck burn. I'm just glad this suit covers my neck...

Fredbear's Pov:

I looked at the note and I saw that it was written in Foxy's hand writing...
I wanted to know what happened...
But that means working with him.
Or I could do it by myself...like i've always had...

"It looks like I'm going to need to go to the warehouse" I said tossing the note back to Springtrap. I got up and put on my coat because the warehouse was cold. "I need to make sure that the others are gone before I could even attempt-" I said to myself before I felt someone grab my hand.

I turned to see Springtrap grabbing my hand.
"We need a plan first" Springtrap whispered.
"We? Sorry, but i'm doing this for myself." I said pulling my hand away from him. Can he just leave me the fuck alone...

I walked out the door when I saw that no one was nearby and to my suprise, Springtrap didn't follow. Finally I can get away from him.

I stepped out and realized that no one was inside the pizzeria. I walked outside toward the exit and saw as Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy had gotten into Freddy's car and started driving away.

Once I saw that they had left, I started walking towards the warehouse that was behind the pizzeria. It's stupid how it could only be accessed through the outside.

There was a lock on the warehouse because we always kept a few things. I don't remember anyone else having the keys so I don't know why anything would be kept here without my knowledge.

I took my keys and unlocked the underground warehouse that works really well for a space to let my anger out sometimes.

Only person who knows I do this is Foxy because he helps me clean up afterwards...
I look around trying to find the box filled with camera records but I don't find anythink that could be useful.

I took out a flashlight that I had and turned it on. Don't know why I didn't start using it earlier but better know than before.

I started searching around again only to find...
my baseball bat...

I hadn't used this in such a long time...
Last time i've used this was back on the day before Springtrap got here....

Foxy called it one of my worse breakdowns...

Flashback:

"FUCK THIS!!!" I yelled swinging the back towards one of the old CCTV's as I kept hitting it over and over again.

"WHY THE HELL DO I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF THIS PLACE?! IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S MINE!" I screamed grabbing the already torn mattresses and ripping it to shreds. I stopped for a bit to think about what I said...

...
Wait...

"That's right...It's not mine....haha..." I said starting to chuckle a bit. It was such a good idea. Scratch that, it was perfect!

I don't have to do anything...
I can burn this place down and I wouldn't need to deal with it...
All my problems...would be gone.

No one is stopping me...
I could let it all burn.

I looked around me trying to find anything that could spark fire. I searched until I was able to find old company records. I didn't really care for them as none interested me.

I pulled out my lighter and began to light the papers. These papers were information about the others and ones about long term fazbear entertainment employees.

I burned them all and began to light the other flammable objects in the room including the broken beds and other furniture.

I was having the time of my life seeing the fire burn...it felt as if I was able to finally be free of this place...

I don't know how long it had been but I blacked out. When I finally regained my conscious, I found myself tied to a chair while everyone tried putting the fire out in the underground warehouse...

Flashback End:

Afterwards, Freddy was yelling at me for being irresponsible and for almost burning the pizzeria and to be honest...I really just wanted to die at that moment.

Freddy told Foxy to take me towards my parents's house. It was horrible...
My parents were horrible. I wish I never went there that night...

Flashback:

"How fucking irresponsible are you?!" My Mom screamed as I sat on the couch. "I-I wasn't-" I mumbled before being interrupted by Dad. "You weren't thinking! How fucking stupid can you be?!" he said before walking off.

"We make you work for your brother and you almost decide to burn the place down-I'm not dealing with this tonight!" Mom said putting her hands up and walking away.

"I'm s-sorry..." I mumbled as I was left staring at the ground feeling myself starting to cry. I heard my parents start to argue once again. If only Freddy knew how fucked up our family really was...

Whenever Freddy isn't around, they start arguing and fighting with me or each other. Rarely is there any physical abuse but when it is...i'm the one taking the hits...

Makes sense...
I was the mistake, Freddy wasn't. That's just how the family always was...

Mom and Dad forced me to work for Freddy's company making me leave my high paying job as a real estate agent. I wish I could be stronger...but no matter how strong I get...I'm always so weak...

I heard my parents screams start to get louder.

"I don't know why Freddy looks up to him!" Dad yelled. "Well, Fredbear's your son! Why couldn't you just teach him better!" Mom yelled back. "My son?! I would have put him for adoption a long time ago! What makes you think he's my son?!" I heard but decided to cover my ears and curl up on the couch refusing to hear anymore of their argument.

I tried hiding my sobs knowing that if my parents heard, would only blame me more for the problems I can't control.

I just wanted to get back and pretend this stupid night ever happened. I knew my parents would only bother me more if I stayed awake so if I sleep I should be able to leave in the morning....

Flashback End:

I had to stay in that hell hole for the rest of the day after that night...
The whole day was torment and it only got progressively worse...

That is until I met him that night...

No! He's selfish...I was just emotionally drained in the moment and felt some sort of connection.

I kicked my bat away not wanting to cause any more harm to myself. I looked around the place until I found a box with the camera footage. I pulled what seems to be the most recent...

My eyes widened as I saw the date...
"It's from...The 8th of July to...

Springtrap's Pov:

"July 31st..." I said looking at the calendar that I was curious about earlier today in the kitchen.
Today is the 31st of July...But I thought it was the 10th...

"How the hell did 3 weeks past by-" I said to myself before remembering about the dreams I had...
They did happen...
But...
How could I forget...

"I need to tell this to Fredbear" I said before running out of the kitchen as I bumped into someone. They smelled like alcohol as I almost gagged at their stench.

"Oof...Hey-" I said before staring up at someone I wasn't expecting to see...
Why does he look so terrifying...

"You're not showing jackshit" he said half drunk as he started to grab me...
"What the hell..." I whispered wondering what he had to do with this.
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Hmm, seems to be taking quite a turn of events. Quite a big turn.
:)