Plushtrap's POV

I paced in circles while the others discussed the situation.

"What could we do? Marionette has us trapped in our own house!" Nightmare Chica sighed while leaning on Nightmare Freddy. Nightmare Bonnie held up a claw, "Not to be a smart Alec in a situation like this, but aren't we always in the house in the first place? I get we're in our dimension, but we still barely go out."

"Bonnie, hush!" Nightmare Fibi whispered while pointing to Nightmare and Fredbear.

Ever since (Y/N) was taken by Nightmarionne its minions disappeared to god knows where and now my love and life could be suffering and all I could do is sit here and worry!

Nightmare had used Fredbear to go into what we called the Mortal Form. Our forms in the mortal world, for example, are the plushies. It's mostly to watch the weaknesses children have so we could manipulate them before, well, you know the rest.

It reminded me of when we used to do such a thing (Y/N), then life had a way of coming with surprises.

For Nightmare, he could only watch whatever Fredbear was seeing or hearing. It's starting to really worry us, with how much energy and power that is slipping you'd think Nightmare could be resting on some death bed by now. Just like they are...

"How are they, Gramps?" I asked, taking a seat next to him. As far as we were aware, (Y/N) had wished for Fredbear's Mortal Form out of instinct. This gave Nightmare an opportunity to use a link so that we could be informed. He looked as though he was only sitting and resting, at this point it's probably taking up a lot of energy. For now, we just have to hope that (Y/N) will be safe.

"So far, they're doing just fine, but I'm afraid (Y/N) is going through your trial." Nightmare replied. My ears perked up and twitched, "My trial? How and why?" Nightmare shrugged in response, "I don't know, whatever Nightmarionne has planned I could only hope they will do without their powers."

"Without their powers?" Fred repeated. "You mean, Nightmarionne took away their powers?" Fredrick questioned. "Can it do that?" JR asked. This earned a sigh from Nightmare Foxy, "What could one expect from a picaroon like that bloody puppet." "Foxy, watch your language, I know pirate swears when I hear one." Nightmare Chica was glaring at the pirate who muttered an apology.

I took out the gift I was found to give (Y/N). This gift meant a lot to me, and I was determined to give it to them.

I bit my bottom lip, "If they're being put through trials I just got one question."

Nightmare turned his head towards me, though his eyes were closed, he knew where I sat, "And what's that?"

"Who's replaced me?"

Silence, we were all silent for that moment, but deep down, we know who it could possibly be.

I stood up with a growl, "Son of a bitch!"

(Y/N)'s POV

I suddenly heard a low quiet laughter from the end of the hall.

"You know I'd get you eventually.~"

I whipped the flashlight towards the end, and I was met with Nightmare BB sitting on the chair where Plushtrap should be. He was slumped, but he looked comfortable, maybe too comfortable for his own good.

His laughter was supposed to irritate me, but deep down, I'm shaken to the core with fear.

What the hell? I shouldn't be afraid of him. Why, I could kick him straight to tomorrow easily if...if I had my powers. I don't need them do I? I'm big, and he's small.

"You're not getting anything! Your ass is going to be kicked to next week, you tiny beast!" I spoke up.

"Tiny?" Nightmare BB raised an eyebrow and scanned my body up and down, "You're not so big, just a bite-sized morsel.~" He bared his teeth my way with a chuckle. Augh, as if! But, what did he mean I wasn't so big, I am! Aren't I?

"Take a closer look (Y/N), you're not just a human."

I looked down at my body, that little beast was right, I was small...like a child.

I suddenly felt dizzy, and I could feel my heart pounding against my chest. Oh no, no, not that, please, not again. I can't be feeling this again.

I can't be afraid.

My hands shook as I held the flashlight tight and kept it on Nightmare BB, "I-I'll win this game! Just you see!" I almost cursed at myself for stuttering, but also at the same time, I didn't sound as threatening as before. Without my metallic, monstrous, grown tone, I spoke like a frightened child who hid under the blankets when they were scared of the dark, of the monsters that roamed in the halls and in the bedroom.

This caused the nightmarish boy to snicker and shake his head, "There just isn't room in here for the both of us. We both know who will come out as the winner."

"Don't listen to him, you've been through this before. You know how to beat him at this game."

I pressed my lips together and nodded, I did. I've played this game before and I will do it again if it means I'll get backed to my family.

I don't know how Fredbear was able to communicate with me, but after finding out that he and others were watching, making sure that I was safe, the feeling of comfort came back to cloud the fear. Fear, it lingered in my bloodstream, I knew it too.

I wasn't a nightmare anymore, I was a kid, going through the same trial I had gone through, only it was Plushtrap in the past. I could remember the times I was so scared to lose, but I can't, not this time. I hugged Fredbear close to my chest and glared at Nightmare BB.

"You want to play a game? Fine. Let's play."