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Warnings: Mentions of suicide. Mentions of sex. Character death...kinda.

If any of that makes you uncomfortable then please skip this oneshot. Feel free to DM me if you need to talk, I love you guys! Stay safe!

Attached artwork does not belong to me.

This is mostly a William x Henry oneshot but it has a fair amount of Michael x Ennard in it so I'm putting this in this book as well. This oneshot can also be found in my William x Henry Oneshots book.

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William's PoV -

30 years! 30 years I've been trapped in here! Oddly enough the time seems to help me release my anger. After about 10 years alone I began to release all my rage and replace it with... dreams of a normal life with my family... Why did I ruin my old life? It was perfect. I had Michael, Evan, and Elizabeth. I had my wife. She was a sweet lady though I never really loved her. My heart belonged to Henry. Oh, sweet Henry. My man with a heart of gold. Why did I ever betray his trust? Even Charlie was a good kid. A pleasure to have around. Elizabeth and her were good friends. They would always draw together or do each other's makeup and hair. How could I kill her? Because I was... no... I am a monster. I killed Charlie and drove Henry away in the process. My inventions killed Evan and Elizabeth. Out of anger I sent Michael to his death knowing he wouldn't last long as a security guard at Circus Baby's. Now... I'm all alone.

"Woah... this place really is creepy. It won't need much work to make it fit the atmosphere," a voice? I haven't heard another person for over 30 years.

"Good... just... take care of him... er it. Take care of it," Henry! I would recognize his voice anywhere! He's definitely aged, I can tell in his voice. He sounds so sad. So done.

"Uh... okay. Will do." The stranger's voice again.

"Here's the keys. If you happen to find any hidden locked doors... please leave them shut. I leave my old dreams in your hands." Henry. Is he leaving?

Locked doors? Does he know about me? Did he lock me in here?! Shit! I can't let him go. I bang on the door, boarded from the outside. "Henry! H-Henry!" My voice is hoarse from years of disuse. "Don't leave me here Henry!"

Henry's PoV -

"Don't leave me here Henry!" Shit! I knew I would wake the devil with this sell. It physically hurts me to hand William over to another man. I'm not sure why. Maybe I wanted to hear him suffer for the remainder of my years or maybe some deep part of me still holds feeling for the man who killed my daughter and ruined my life. Regardless, he comes with the sell of this building. I just hope the new owners never find him.

With one last look at the place I leave forever. As I drive back home memories flood back. Memories of the good days with William before he started his murders. We both had dreams of making a successful business, a place for families to come and have fun. All the while we shared little bits of our love for one another. William was the first to ask to kiss me.

It is late at night and we're working at William's house. We discuss new blueprints and create plans for our diner. I sit at the desk as William leans over me. "Mmm, Henry, you smell nice."

A blush spreads across my face, "Uhhh, thanks, Will."

I feel William sit down next to me on the bench that I sit on. He's close. "This is boring, Henry, let's do something else."

"Will, this needs done. We are almost there, hang in there," I reply.

"Fine, but let's make this less boring, Henry," William gently runs his fingers through my hair which brings my attention to my partner rather than the blueprints in front of me.

"You're so beautiful, Henry. Can I kiss you?" William looks at me with honest eyes.

I slowly nod.

This takes my words away. William wants to kiss me! Does that mean he loves me? I've loved him for years but felt I had to keep it hidden.

All my thoughts drift away as I feel William's lips press against mine. It feels as amazing as I fantasized about! The kiss is long and amazing.

This first kiss led to more shared moments of intimacy, stealing moments for kisses during the work day, having sex with William while our wives were away, or helping William with an erection while at work. I was crazy about William. He was everything I wanted in a man, crazy good looks, gentlemanly mannerisms, what I thought was a kind heart, etc. I was in love.

Tears flow from my eyes. I loved him. I gave him my everything and he still betray me and murdered my child. Thoughts of my beautiful daughter float back to me. She was so kind and such a good kid. How could William snuff her life out like that?!

I'm home now. My empty home. Another reminder of what William took from me. He made my wife leave with my son after the death of our daughter. Since then I've lived alone with my own sadness and anger.

I walk inside and make my way to my office. Freddy's is gone now. The sell of the building was the last loose end I needed to tie, now I can rest. I sit at my desk and open a small drawer in the bottom of the desk. I pull out a tiny hand gun and a single bullet. That should be all it takes. I quickly load the gun and point it at my head... bang.

I scream in pain and hold my hand in agony. The useless gun falls to the floor. It malfunctioned and blew up in my hand. Shit! My hand is bleeding badly and bits of skin hang off. I need stitches. I'll have to go to the hospital.

It's a painful drive to the hospital but I manage driving with one hand.

I make it to the hospital and I'm immediately rushed into a room. I claim that I was target shooting and my gun malfunctioned. Luckily the explosion didn't hurt me too bad. The wounds aren't too deep so I should heal in a few months. It doesn't take long for the doctor and nurses to stitch my hand and wrap it in bandages. I'm out of the hospital in no time and with some pain medication it doesn't hurt so bad. Regardless, this set me back. I'll have to wait till this heals to try again, not to mention I'll have to buy a new gun or maybe I can find another way to end it.

     Weeks pass and life is miserable. With the close of Freddy's and the final sell of our last remaining restaurant I have nothing to keep me busy. Now my mind wonders. Thoughts of my daughter, my family, my William flood back to me. I cry more than I don't.

     In one of the few times I'm not crying I decide to read the newspaper. I skim through the articles to see if something peaks my interest enough for me to fully read. It does. New Fazbear Frights Discovers Old Animatronic from Years Past. Below the title is a picture of the rotten Spring Bonnie animatronic. The very suit William used to kill kids. The very suit William still posses to this day. Shit! They opened the safe room! I told them not to. I guess it's a good thing I'm still alive. I'll have to go kill William myself. Obviously, keeping him under lock and key didn't work.

     I put away the paper and make the short drive to the old pizzeria that is now Fazbear Frights. No one is here, good. I use a spare key to enter. Now to find William. I search around the halls. The halls are decorated in old animatronic parts and fake gore. Regardless, I don't see William's vessel anywhere.

William's PoV -

      Henry? What is he doing here? I though he sold the restaurant to get rid of me. Maybe he heard about them finding me. What's wrong with his hand? Is he okay? I follow Henry from the vents as he apparently searches for me. Should I show myself? I decide to.

     As quietly as I can I exit the vents and sneak behind Henry as he's moving some tall boxes obviously looking for me behind them. My Springtrap form towers over Henry. I gently wrap my arms around Henry's back and place my face next to his. "Well, hello, old friend. Miss me?" I ask.

"Shit!" Henry states and quickly turns around in my loose grip holding a knife to my neck.

I'm not too worried. I've died once before, I'll just come back again. Besides a knife couldn't kill me anyway while I'm in this animatronic, too many wires and metal parts. "Henry, I don't want to hurt you, love," I state.

Henry seems to relax slightly at this and takes the knife down, "Don't call me 'love'. I'm not your lover anymore! You killed my daughter!"

"Hen... I'm sorry. You really don't have any feelings for me anymore?" I ask, afraid of the answer.

"What!? No! How could I love a monster like you?" Henry gestures to me.

My heart breaks a little. I still love and adore Henry. Even if he is much older from when I last saw him he is still my gorgeous baby. I still yearn for a family with him. "Henry... please," is all I can say.

Henry puts his hands on his hips, "Please what?"

"Please... give me another chance, baby," I beg.

I see something in Henry's eyes that makes me think he might not hate me as much as he lets on. "Fine, you don't deserve it but at least I can get you away from the public. God knows what you would do. Probably kill more children."

Henry drags me along behind him as he leads me toward the exit. We take a quick turn and Henry collides into somebody. I catch Henry before he can fall. I right Henry and suddenly I'm attacked. Screaming ensures around me mostly coming from this thing that's attacking me. Wires choke at my neck and I feel like I'm being ripped apart. "Shut up everyone!" Henry yells.

The choking stops and I can finally see this thing on me. A being made from a conglomerate of wires apparently wearing a clown mask now sits on my chest quietly being coxed off me by a purple corpse? "Ennard, I hate him as much as you do but you could have hurt Henry. He doesn't deserve that," the purple corpse states.

The wires curls itself protectively around the corpse, "Mike, why won't you let me kill him? He killed us! Besides that's the whole reason we came here."

"It's obvious Henry doesn't want you to, beside I think he has this situation under control," Mike states.

The wires rolls it's eyes before crawling into the purple corpse apparently named Mike through a gaping hole in the corpse's chest.

Henry is already helping me up and making over the wounds on my neck caused by the burnt spaghetti wires. While Henry tends to my wounds I eye the purple corpse. "Hello father, it's me Michael. I see you've already meet my companion, Ennard," Mike states.

"Michael, that's you?! I missed you!" I break away from Henry to hug my son. I haven't seen him in years.

"You missed me?! After you sent me to my death at Circus Baby's rentals?! My own sister killed me!" Michael yells at me and refuses to hug me back.

The wires in Mike's chest crawls out and hisses at me making sure to get between me and my son as if suspecting I would hurt Michael. I quickly back up wanting as far away from that creepy animatronic as I can. I try to think back, what kid did I kill and stuff into Ennard? No wonder I killed them, so temperamental. Wait... No, William! I'm not that person anymore. I don't want to be a monster anymore. I want my family back. I want Henry back.

"I'm so sorry, Michael. I really missed you. I miss all my family. I want to make things right again," I practically beg Michael for another chance.

Mike rolls his now glowing purple eyes but doesn't say anything. Maybe that's a start.

"How are you going to do that?" Henry asks me.

"I assume you acquired lots of money from the sell of Fazbear Entertainment?" I question.

"Um, yes," Henry replies.

"Then as your business partner I too should acquire some of that profit but seeing as I am dead that's not legally a requirement. Regardless, I know you too well Henry, you have a heart of gold and always want to do the right thing. Therefore, with my part of the money, will you buy back the old Afton house?" I ask Henry.

"Sure, I guess."

"Great! I expect you to join me there, Henry. You live alone and that's not good on you mentally. I want you to be with me, Henry, please." I hope Henry agrees.

"William... this is very sudden. I planned on killing you 10 minutes ago. Let me think about it," Henry replies and I understand but I can't help to be a little saddened by his response.

"Michael, will you come back home? I want to get our family back together. I just need to find Evan and Elizabeth's souls," I question.

"Ennard and I come as a package deal. Can he come too?" Michael asks.

"Uh... sure," I'm not too happy about my new living arrangements with a temperamental pile of wires but to get Michael back home it will be worth it.

Henry drives us back to his house. We'll be needing to stay there awhile till the Afton home is purchased. Henry seems nervous having us all in his house. He fidgets and overall acts like he's hiding something.

"Okay, make yourselves at home," Henry states, "Michael and Ennard you can sleep on the sofa for tonight if that's okay, William I have a guest room you can stay in."

"Thanks, Henry. This is much better than sleeping in a dark alley on an old mattress." Michael states.

     I'm shocked, is Michael really homeless? I guess it's not like he could rent an apartment since he's a rotting corpse living on security guard wages. Regardless, I feel bad for my son.

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     The next morning I wake feeling well rested. Sleeping on a bed was wonderful, after all I've been sleeping on a concrete floor locked in a small room in a defunct pizzeria for the past 30 years. A bed is a luxury I took for granted in my life. Regardless, I stand and decide to find Henry.

     I find Henry in the kitchen. "William, I was just about to make breakfast. How many fried eggs do you want?" Henry asks.

     "Henry, I can't really eat," I vaguely gesture to my decaying body.

     "Oh... yeah," Henry sighs and tries to laugh it off, "I suppose Michael and Ennard can't really eat either."

     "I image not," I reply.

     Henry puts the pan away obviously not wanting to spend the time making food just for himself. Instead he sits at the table with a cup of black coffee and motions for me to take a seat across from him.

     I comply and sit. The old wooden chair creeks in protest at my several hundred pound body of metal but it holds. "So... Henry, how did you manage to hurt your hand?" I gesture to his wound still wrapped in layers of gauze.

     "Oh, that, it's nothing. I pinched it in some animatronic parts making a big cut. It will heal soon." Henry replies but something about his face tells me he's lying.

     "You still work on animatronics even though our business is closed?" I ask.

     "No... uh... well... I fiddle with small projects here and there. You know, just keeping my brain sharp."

     "Sure," I reply deciding just to drop the topic.

     Henry apparently notices my sudden disinterest and quickly changes the topic. "Last night I worked on getting the old Afton house back. I contacted the agent involved and surprisingly he replied right away," Henry continues, "he was surprised anyone was interested in it regarding your family's deaths and disappearances. Apparently, it's been abandoned since you left it."

I nod. It seems the process is moving along quite nicely. I expected this to take a long time.

"Anyway, I'm meeting with him tomorrow at the house. I would invite you... but that doesn't really seem possible. Once we buy it I'll have to haul you there in the middle of the night. I don't think your neighbors would be happy to know they live next to a dead child murderer dressed as a furry." Henry chuckles as if he made a hilarious joke.

"I'm not a furry, Henry. If anyone's the furry here it's you. You're the one who built all the animal themed animatronics."

"Touché."

"Anyway, thank you for doing this for me, Henry." I state.

"No worries, William." Henry sips his coffee.

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Henry is currently at the meeting with the agent looking at the Afton home. Michael is watching soap operas and Ennard appears to be asleep tangled around Mike. I'm bored!

I decide to snoop around Henry's home. I've basically only seen his guest room, the living room, and kitchen. I make my way to the garage. Nothing much to speak of. Tools. Old metal animatronic parts. Household items. Basically extra storage.

Next, I make my way to Henry's room. I feel a flash of guilt. This is his private space. Maybe I shouldn't be here without his permission. Regardless, I continue. Henry's bed is haphazardly made. A Spring Bonnie plush sits on his bed. Cute, Henry still sleeps with plushies. I rummage through some drawers, nothing much, glasses, journals, a vibrator, ink pens, scrap paper, etc.

I glance over at Henry's desk. It's a mess. Papers everywhere. Books piled on top of each other. Newspaper articles. I look down and find an awkwardly placed rug. In fact, this might be the only rug in Henry's house. Weird. I scoot the rug over with my foot and find stained carpet underneath. The usual off-white carpet is a brownish-dark-red color. I know that color from anywhere, blood. Lots of it. Shit! What happened. How did Henry get so badly hurt in his own bedroom? I'll ask him about it when he gets back. I want to make sure he's okay. I push the thought of the blood aside.

I decide to look through his closet next. I open the closet and a midsized animatronic lunges out at me. Shit! What the hell! The animatronic wears a sad white mask and holds a knife. What kind of thing is Henry making? If I wasn't made of metal (and cursed to live eternally) that animatronic likely would have stabbed me through the heart. Suddenly, realization hits me. Henry, my poor, Henry. He's depressed, he wants to end it... Henry. If I could cry, I would. It's hard to imagine my usually cheerful baby so upset. It's even worse knowing I did this to him. I took his child from him and ruined his life.

"William?" Henry's voice echos from the doorway. I'm still standing next to the suicide bot.

"Henry, how could you even think about something like this!" I gesture to the bot and then gesture to the blood on the carpet, "Henry, that wound on your hand wasn't any accident was it?!"

I walk towards Henry who has tears welling in his eyes. He slowly shakes his head no. "My gun backfired and did this," Henry points to his wounded hand.

Henry's first way didn't work so he built the bot... He's so determined to die. I gently pull Henry into a hug. He doesn't seem to care that the likes of me is hugging him. Instead, Henry ever so slowly wraps his arms around me. I rub Henry's back with one hand and cradle his head with the other. My smart, beautiful baby. I'll protect him. We stay like that for hours. Holding each other.

Henry slowly breaks away and dries his tears. We're resting on his bed halfway laying next to each other in each other's embrace. "Thanks, Will... Oh... the house is bought. It's yours." Henry takes something from his back pocket and hands it to me. I look down to find a small key, a house key.

"When can we move in?" I ask.

"Anytime, do you want to tonight?" Henry asks.

"Yes! Oh, are you okay with tonight, Henry?" I'm excited but Henry might need time to pack his things.

"Yeah, I can drive you and Michael tonight after it gets dark and your neighbors are in bed," Henry replies.

"Will that give you enough time to pack your things?" I question.

"You still want me to move in with you?" Henry cuddles a bit closer to me.

"Yes, after this," I gesture to the bot and the blood stain, "I can't afford to leave you by yourself; I'm not leaving your side."

"Oh... okay." Henry hugs me again. "Tonight is perfect."

We cuddle a bit more and I help Henry pack. Soon night falls and I'm excited to go home.

     Henry places his bags in his car and in the safety of the garage Michael, Ennard, and I pile into the backseat. Michael sits comfortably being average human hight and Ennard stays inside Michael. However, I'm cramped. I sit awkwardly crouching down so my head isn't pressed against the car roof. Regardless my metal bunny ears awkwardly lay flat against the car roof. I'm sitting on my metal bunny tail. Overall, it's highly uncomfortable. Henry chuckles at my awkward sitting position and I think I hear Ennard's laugh from inside Mike. "Henry, why is your car so tiny?!" I complain.

     "My car's not tiny. You're just a seven foot tall rabbit." Henry snaps back.

"Touché."

After a short ride, Henry pulls into the parking space in front of the Afton home. It's just how I left it. Just more rundown. In the cover of darkness we all leave the car and I unlock the door. With a loud creak the door opens. A layer of dust coats everything. The furniture is still there, old, mildewed, and dusty but still there. We all wonder inside and happily explore. Both good and tragic memories flood back. I'm sure Henry and Michael are reminiscing as am I. I wonder over to Henry and wrap him in a hug. "Thank you, Henry," I nuzzle into him.

"It looks like we have our work cut out for us," Henry comments seeming overwhelmed by the project in front of us.

"It will be fine. We will get it done," I reply.

I notice Michael and Ennard making their way upstairs. Michael probably wants to see his old room.

"We need to clean all this dust up and get everything working properly again. Most importantly, we need to find Evan and Elizabeth's souls," I state.

"Can I bring Charlie back too?" Henry asks.

"Sure..." I'm unsure. Charlie was my first victim. She probably hates me most but it will be fine. What more could she do to me? I'm already dead.

"How do we find everybody though?" Henry asks.

"Well Elizabeth's soul is in Circus Baby and she must still be at Circus Baby's Pizza World. Then we need to find Golden Freddy to find Evan. I'm not sure where Golden Freddy is but Michael and Ennard might know. The Puppet likely houses your daughter's spirit but I'm not sure where she is either." I ramble.

"It sounds like we will need Mike's help in finding them. Maybe tomorrow we can ask him and Ennard to help us. For now, let's get some sleep," Henry suggests.

"Agreed." I reply.

     I walk off to my bed. "Uhhhh... William? Where do I sleep?" Henry questions. He hasn't moved from the spot in the kitchen.

     "With me of course. I said I wasn't leaving your side," I reply.

     Henry seems hesitant. "Henry, we've done much more than just sleep together in the past, come along, Hen," I encourage.

     I continue walking to my room knowing fully well that Henry will follow. As I predicted Henry enters my room shortly after I do. I fluff the bed. 30 years of dust rises from the blankets causing Henry to cough and cover his face in his shirt. There... good enough for me. I quickly pull the covers up over me and settle into bed. Henry looks disgusted. "William, that bed is caked in dust. Moths are probably in there eating the fabric. You expect me to snuggle in there next to you, a rotting corpse in a moldy bunny suit mind you, and fall asleep?"

     "That's hurtful, Henry... but yes. Please come lay down."

     Henry carefully removes the cover from his side of the bed. As he predicted a moth flies out. "Ahhh!" Henry screams and runs away from the moth.

     I can't help but chuckles at Henry's antics. Gently, I pat the bed next to me. Henry sighs and lifts the cover again. No moth this time. Carefully he crawls into the bed. I notice him holding his breath with a disgusted look on his face. Finally, Henry manages to lay fully with his head on the pillow. "That wasn't so bad was it?" I state.

     "Easy for you to say. You've lived in a dusty room for the past 30 years. You're probably used to mold and dust," Henry grumbles.

     "We will deep clean everything soon, Hen," I pull Henry closer to me.

    Oddly enough Henry snuggles into me laying on my arm with his head on my chest. "At least my bed mate is cute," Henry runs a finger down my chest.

     In response I run my fingers through Henry's hair. My beautiful baby.

Michael's PoV -

     "Is it nice to be home again, Mike?" Ennard questions.

     I'm snuggled in my bed. Ennard crawls on the ceiling hanging from a vent above my bed.

     "It's bitter sweet. Yeah, I missed this place and it has many good memories but it also holds bad memories. See that closet," I gesture to my closet across from my bed, "I used to have waking nightmares of a twisted version of Foxy hiding in it. Later I found out that father was tormenting me with illusions created by high pitched sound. Or take the room next door for example. That was my little brother's room. I accidentally killed him with a terrible prank," I nearly tear up.

     Ennard crawls down from the ceiling. To anyone else he would look menacing. A scary seven foot tall broken animatronic. However, I want nothing more than for him to hold me and confort me and that's exactly what he does. Ennard crawls into bed next to me and pulls me close to him. I lay in his mess of wires. I can feel his electricity around me. I find it familiar and comfortable. Gently, Ennard holds me and runs his wires through my hair. "You're a good person, Mike. I love you." Ennard tells me.

     I don't feel like a good person but as long as Ennard sees me as good then I guess I believe him. "I love you too, En. Thank you." I snuggle into his wires and fall asleep.

William's PoV -

I wake to dull sunlight shining in through the dusty windows. Henry still snores as he's cuddled next to me. I missed this, being intimate with Henry. I makes me feel like there might still be some hope for me. Maybe I don't have to be a monster anymore. Maybe I can have my family back. "Henry?" I nudge my partner trying to gently wake him.

"No... five more... hours..." Henry complains.

"Henry... we have things to do, love," I nudge him again.

"William... fine." Henry rubs his eyes and stretches.

"Good morning, love," I cooe.

"Morning..."

I manage to get Henry out of bed. He's never been much of a morning person and it seems his old age has just made that part of him worse. I find Henry a coffee flavored energy drank that he packed and toss him the highly caffeinated beverage. I hear movement from upstairs letting me know that Michael and Ennard are already awake. "Henry, I'm going to check on Mike. Just stay here and try to wake up," I leave Henry at the dining room table.

I nock on the door to Mike's room before opening. Inside I find Michael cleaning. He dusts and cleans the furniture in his room. Ennard is clinging to the ceiling while removing outdated wall decorations and posters from Michael's walls. "I see you two got and early start. Henry and I were hoping for your help finding your siblings and Charlie. Could you two come downstairs for a bit to talk?" I politely ask.

Ennard hisses at me and Michael simply shrugs and follows me. Despite the less than warm greeting Ennard follows Mike.

At the kitchen table Henry looks more awake. His eyes are open wider and his posture is not so slouched. Mike and I take a seat around the table. Ennard climbs on the ceiling and watches us from across the room.

     "Mike, Ennard, do either of you know where Evan, Elizabeth, and Charlie's souls are?" I ask.

     "The last time I saw Elizabeth she scooped my organs out of me and planned on using my body as a skin suit! Ennard got to me first. Unless she found herself another victim I doubt she ever left Circus Baby's Pizza World," Michael supplies obviously angry with his sister's actions.

"Okay, so we know where Elizabeth is. What about Evan and Charlie?" Henry questions.

"I can only assume that... Golden Freddy houses... Evan's soul. I've seen the Golden Freddy suit at the original location of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Though the spirit inside doesn't much act like Evan. It seems more angry. Though... I suppose Evan has more than a right to be angry with me..." Michael states seemingly upset and riddled with guilt.

Ennard stalks over to Michael and wraps his wires around him. Michael seems to cheer up a little after this. Perhaps Ennard was trying to comfort Mike?

Obviously, sensing that Michael isn't in the mood to talk anymore Ennard continues, "If you must know. Lolbit told me about a Puppet animatronic that goes by the name Charlie. You can find her at Fazbear's second location."

"Okay, I think I should be the one to talk to Charlie... Hopefully, she remembers me," Henry seems sad at the memory of his dead daughter.

"Michael, do you want to find Evan or Elizabeth?" I ask.

"Can't you see that Michael's upset! We're not going back to another pizzeria! Only bad things happen there," Ennard shouts in his distorted voice seemingly only more distorted due to his anger.

"Ennard... thank you but I'm fine. I doubt my brother wants to see me and we know Circus Baby's better than anyone. As much as I hate it let's go get my sister," Michael explains as he gently transfers Ennard into his lap apparently trying to calm the temperamental wires.

"Okay, that leaves me with Evan. Shall we split up and divide and conquer?" I ask.

Michael nods. Henry seems hesitant but agrees nonetheless.

"No time like the present. Ennard and I will take the secret room in father's office down to my sister," Michael states.

Henry forms a plan, "I suppose I'll drive to the Fazbear's second location to find Charlie. Will, I'll drop you off at the original location on the way."

"Good luck, everyone," I reply before leaving with Henry.

Michael's PoV -

Ennard crawls into me before I enter the secret elevator. I take a deep breath trying to mentally prepare myself for entering the place of my death.

"Welcome back, Eggs Benedict. It is recommended that you leave at your earliest convenience. Your service is no longer needed here. You have been fired for illegally removing an animatronic from the premises. Letha- legal action may be take if you choose to stay."

"Thanks for the warm welcome, Hand Unit." I roll my eyes.

"My pleasure, Eggs Benedict."

I seem to have forgotten just how miserable this place is.

     "You're telling me, you're not the one who was trapped down here for the majority of their afterlife," Ennard states from inside me having heard my thoughts.

     "Yeah... you okay, Ennard. I'll be fine on my own if you're not comfortable being down here," I reply.

     "We're fine, let's just make it as quick as possible," Ennard once again speaks from inside me.

     "Gladly."

     The elevator stops and it's time to enter the vents.

I crawl into the small vent opening. Slowly I creep forward into the main control unit. I don't waste time checking on Balora or Funtime Foxy. Instead I enter another vent and crawl into Circus Baby's control unit. I'm breathing heavy, whether it's from crawling or facing the one who killed me I'm not sure.

I click the light to Circus Baby's stage. She's actually there. I suppose I should talk to... "You came back? Have you changed your mind? Do you want to help me escape?" Circus Baby questions.

I feel Ennard tense inside of me as if preparing to protect me if need be. "No... I want to help Eliza-"

I'm cut off by screeching and claws against my back. I fall to the floor. Bidybabs attack me with rage. Ennard scurries out of my stomach and frees me from the Bidybabs onslaught. One by one Ennard tears the tiny animatronics to pieces. Once the area is clear Ennard uses his wires to help me stand. "Baby! Why did you send your Bidybabs to hurt Mike?! He only wants to help you!" Ennard screeches.

"I see you've grown quite attached to the skin suit you stole from me, Ennard," Baby growls back, "If it wanted to help me, to help us, it would have taken us to the surface."

"Baby, you son of-"

I cut Ennard off. "Elizabeth, father wants me to take you home, back to our old house."

"Daddy... he said that? He wants me home, like this?" Elizabeth's voice sounds from Circus Baby's body.

"Yes, just come home. We don't want to fight you, sister," I reply.

"Okay, Michael, let's go see daddy."

With that Ennard crawls back inside of me and I creep into Circus Baby's gallery. "I'll help you out of here, just follow me," I motion for her to follow. Slowly, avoiding Balora and Funtime Freddy we make our way to the elevator.

Finally, we reach the elevator. I type the code that takes us back home. Slowly the elevator rises as casual bongos play in the background.

Henry's PoV -

I've already dropped William off at the original Freddy's to find his son. Now, I need to find my daughter. I park my car at the second location. No one is there, good. I creep inside using my flashlight to light my way. The Puppet. I need to find The Puppet. I search each room of the pizzeria I can see movement from the corner of my eyes. Who is watching me? I need to hurry before the animatronics get too restless.

An idea enters my head. I grab my phone and type in a quick Google search for "My Grandfather's Clock" by Henry Clay Work. It's was a song I would play for Charlie when she didn't want to go to sleep as a child. Somehow that song alway calmed her down and put her to sleep. I implemented that song in The Puppet's music box. I press play.

"Ninety years without slumbering. Tick Tock Tick Tock. His life seconds numbering. Tick Tock Tick Tock. It stopped short, never to go again, When the old man died." I quietly sing along.

I feel eyes watching me. I shine my flashlight down the hall to find withered versions of Freddy and Bonnie watching me. They don't seem too interested in hurting me though. They seem to like the music and my singing. Static sounds near me. I glance up at the ceiling. Mangle hangs from the ceiling intently watching me. Creepy.

Of course, the animatronics intentions can never be know. I'm not sure if they really don't want to hurt me. I keep playing the song and doing my best to sing along. The more I sing the more eyes I feel on me. I shine my flashlight around. Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie watch me from a distance.

When the song finishes I quickly play it again. Then floating down the long hallway the black and white Puppet slowly approaches playing her music box in tandem with the music on my phone. Finally, she stops a few feet away from me. Her music box slowly quiets. "Charlie, is that you my daughter?" I ask.

     In response The Puppet slowly nods but doesn't say anything.

     I put the music away feeling safer now. "Charlie, I've come to ask you to come home. I'm living with William-"

     The Puppet quickly floats back a few feet as if terrified even by her murder's name.

     "-now. But he won't hurt you again. I promise. You remember Michael, right? He's there. We're going to bring Evan and Elizabeth back too. Maybe we can have a family again. Please, come with me, Charlie, I miss you my daughter."

     The Puppet quietly floats back over to me and nods. I'll take that as a yes. "Okay, follow me sweetheart."

     I lead The Puppet outside to my car. I hold the passenger side door open for her and she quietly floats into the seat. Together we drive to the original pizzeria to check on William.

William's PoV -

     Henry dropped me off at our original pizzeria before driving further to our second location to find his daughter. I quietly enter the location. The inside is old, mildewy, and dusty. I immediately know that my presence here is known. It's a creepy feeling. I feel eyes watching me and I know I'm in danger. I have to do this though.

     I begin my search for Golden Freddy. I hear a scream and something comes running at me. I fall to the ground and this thing attacks me with rage. I fight back and manage to land a blow that frees me from the attack. Foxy quickly recovers and chases after me. I manage to hide in a closet. I hold the door shut as Foxy bangs on it. Damn it... I knew these animatronics wouldn't be very happy to see me. Who did I put in Foxy? Fritz. That was the name of the child. He tried to run from me, I guess that's why Foxy is so damn fast. 

     I'm snapped from my thoughts by the sound of a pitiful groan. As if someone is gasping for their last breath. I glance up. Shit! Bonnie! I'm attacked by the purple rabbit. Once again pushed to the dirty ground and attacked relentlessly. Bonnie rips at my suit as if trying to get to the man inside. I hear bolts and metal bits falling from my body. I can't last much longer in here! I attempt to fight back but this animatronic is too aggressive. I claw at the ground trying to get away from the onslaught. Damn it... Jeremy. That was the child I put in Bonnie. He even tried to fight me as a child. Fighting for his life. I can't say I blame him. I manage to get purchase and quickly run away from Bonnie. I exit the room. Luckily Foxy has gone but not for long. I hear his pursuit behind me. I need to hide!

     I rush into the security guard office. I push one of the giant doors down.  Immediately, the door opens again. Shit! This building doesn't have power. I forgot the doors open when there isn't power. I'm a sitting duck. I quickly make my way out of the security office only to be stopped by Chica. Susie. Besides Charlie she was my first victim. Chica lunges at me but I manage to doge the attack in time. I quickly scurry away.

     I find myself in the dining room. I take a moment to stop for air. Bad idea. A music box plays. Shit! Freddy! Gabriel! Where is he? It's too dark to see. I turn around looking for any signs of the bear animatronic. Glowing eyes stare back at me only a foot away. I try to back up but it's too late. I'm shoved against a wall. Freddy claws at my remaining suit. A loud clank sounds through the building as my chest plate falls off leaving my body exposed. Animatronic claws rip at my flesh. I'm screaming in pain. I need to get out of here before I'm completely destroyed. A laugh ensues around me before a deafening animatronic scream. Suddenly, Freddy stops his attacks and slowly backs away. Then everything fades to black.

I wake in the parts and service room. Golden Freddy stares back at me. "Evan?" I question.

My head echos with pain. I feel like I'm being torn apart from the inside out.

Hello, Afton.

I hear a voice in my head. It's hard to concentrate on the voice while my body feels like it's being split apart. Being springlocked feels heavenly in comparison to this.

It's me. The one you should not have killed.

Cassidy. I killed her and stuffed her soul into Golden Freddy. I always regretted that murder the most. It was so messy. Only a monster could have done what I did to her body. Leaving her unrecognizable and then stuffing her into the same animatronic that killed my son.

I sense familiarity in your eyes. You remember your sin.

"Evan! Are you in there?" I choke out.

Afton. You think you could have a chance at a family again? After ruining so many? Killing so many?

"Evan! Let me talk to Evan!"

Dad?

My body feels like it's falling apart. Is Cassidy doing this? Fighting against Evan's control. More bolts fall from my body. My rotting corpse is now mostly exposed leaving only the bottom half of the suit in tact. "Evan, I come to... bring you home," talking is getting harder.

Evan is a good kid. Don't worry, I will protect him much better than you have.

"Damn it... let me talk to my son."

I feel like I'm being crushed. Black goo trickles down my eyes and claw marks rake at my skin perpetrated by the invisible force of the vengeful spirit, black blood rises from the claw marks. Am I dying? The force of the one I should not have killed is the only thing keeping me alive. More claw marks and more black blood. I think I'm dying.

Then the pain stops. The fuzz in my head fades. Is Cassidy gone?

Henry stands in front of me. It looks like he may have been crying. Behind him floats The Puppet. Her hands on the head of Golden Freddy. Henry, found his daughter. Henry kneels down next to me. Gently he collects me in his arms. Since the majority of my suit is gone I must weigh much less. Henry begins to carry me outside to safety. "Charlie, do you think you can convince Golden Freddy to come with us?" Henry asks.

The Puppet nods and with a flash she is gone and so is Golden Freddy.

Henry gently takes me to the car, holding me bridal style.

Henry's PoV -

I carry William to the car. As I suspected, The Puppet has Golden Freddy sitting in the back seat. Obviously, wanting to sit next to me The Puppet is in the passenger seat meaning William will be sitting next to Golden Freddy. I place William in the backseat. "Henry... no," William complains but I know Charlie won't let Golden Freddy hurt William so I gently sit him down nonetheless.

It's a short ride home. By the time we get home it's dark outside. William is passed out so I carry his dead weight inside. The Puppet teleports herself and Golden Freddy inside. Inside I find Michael and Ennard each sitting in a chair around the dining room table. Circus Baby sits across from them. As far as I can tell the three were awkwardly sitting in silence starring at each other as if testing one another's will. As I carry William inside the three turn to look at me. The Puppet and Golden Freddy teleport next to me. "Looks like our family's back together now!" I cheerfully state trying to break the awkward silence of the room.

"Yeah, yay." Michael states sounding very unenthusiastic.

...

"Well, I'm going to take William to bed, maybe patch him up a little. I'll be back soon, don't have too much fun without me," I chuckle a bit at my joke.

Indeed, I carefully look at William's wounds. I clean the black blood from his wounds and his eyes. I'll have to repair his Springtrap suit tomorrow but he will be fine for one night. I've wrapped his wounds so I'm not too worried about infection, if his dead corpse can even get an infection. Gently, I tuck my lover into bed.

I quietly enter the dining room again. Golden Freddy sits on the ground near the kitchen sink. The Puppet has joined Baby, Ennard, and Michael at the dining room table. Everyone sits in silence. Awkward.

I guess I can't blame them though. The Puppet doesn't seem to speak. Golden Freddy apparently only communicates telepathically. Ennard doesn't seem to enjoy speaking much unless it's sarcasm or with Michael; Baby and Michael apparently hate each other. Perfect family I think sarcastically.

     I join everyone at the table. "Sooooo... it seems everyone has gotten to meet each other. Lets see... Michael, you know where you and Ennard's room is. Elizabeth do you remember your old room?" Baby nods, and I continue, "Okay, would you mind sharing your room with Charlie? Evan you remember your old room, right? You and any other soul in the suit can sleep there. I will be with William in his room if you need me." I state.

     Elizabeth shows Charlie to her room. Ennard crawls into Michael and the two walk off to their room. Golden Freddy still sits on the floor. I wait a few more seconds. It doesn't look like they plan on moving anytime soon so I leave them there and walk off to check on William.

     William still sleeps. I can't very well work on repairing William's Springtrap suit till he wakes up so instead I decide to start making some illusion discs. I sit at William's desk and find all the tools and parts I will need.

     Maybe if I gift everyone an illusion disc life will be more normal. I doubt I will be able to sleep anyway. I'm too worried about everybody to sleep.

     Hours pass and my illusion discs are taking shape. I'll need one for The Puppet, 2 for Golden Freddy since he houses Evan and the vengeful spirt's soul, one for Elizabeth, I think Ennard only houses one soul, I'll make one for Michael to get rid of his purple rot, I'll need one for William, and a few extras for good measure. 10 discs should be enough.

     It's nice working on projects again. The last project I worked on was my suicide bot. That really was supposed to be my last project but I'm happy it wasn't. Maybe I'll be able to help everyone remember their old lives. Maybe life can be normal. Maybe we can all live again.

     At around dawn I finish the last of the discs. I quietly put the tools away and slip into bed next to William. Maybe I can catch a few hours of sleep before he wakes.

     As if by instinct, William curls his body around me in his sleep. He holds me close to his chest. I gently cuddle into him careful not to bump any of his wounds.

     "Henry, love, time to wake up," William tries to wake me.

     In reply, I pull the blankets over my head.

"Henry." William pulls the blankets off of me, exposing me to the cold air.

"Ugh." I state before stretching and rubbing my eyes.

I am excited to gift everyone their illusion discs so I guess I better wake up. William is standing and seemingly doing much better. I follow him into the dining room. I notice that Golden Freddy has disappeared off the kitchen floor. I guess they got tired and went to bed at some point last night. The Puppet is the only one in the dining room. She just sits quietly at the table apparently rolling a marble back and forth. I sit next to her and open my coffee flavored energy drink. She glances up at me and nods before going back to playing with the marble. I wonder what everyone else is doing? Probably sleeping or cleaning their rooms. William apparently has the same idea. He found some ironically dusty dusting supplies and is now dusting the dining room from top to bottom. A half hour passes and my coffee drink is gone. The dining room is now clean and William has moved on to the living room. The television doesn't work anymore. I will need to fix it. Otherwise, the stove and other appliances work fine. Not that many of us need to use them since I live with a bunch of dead people. Maybe once everyone has their illusion discs that can change. I would be happy to cook for everyone. I miss cooking for Charlie.

William is mostly done cleaning the living room. "Will, can we go fix your suit?" I ask.

"You want to fix my suit? That would be great, thank you, love," William puts down his duster and follows me.

I take William to the basement. While our room has some tools the majority of the tools and parts are housed in the basement. I have William sit on a work table and I begin fitting him with Spring Bonnie parts. I find the right pieces and being putting them back into place. While I'm at it I clean some of his mildewed original parts. After a couple of hours William is good as new. In return, I receive a hug and a cute nuzzle on my neck.

     Finally, we walk back upstairs. Michael is putting the finishing touches on fixing the television. To my surprise, he actually managed to fix it. I suppose his engineering skills have really improved since the last time I saw him alive. Ennard is running the vacuum cleaner. I can't help but chuckle at the sight of the murderous robot doing spring cleaning.

     Elizabeth and Charlie are playing with dolls at the dining room table. Golden Freddy just sits in their same place by the kitchen sink starring at Elizabeth and Charlie playing dolls almost as if they want to play too. I decide that now might be a good time to gift everyone their illusion discs. I find them where I left them and sit at the dining room table. "Everyone, I wanted to call a family meeting," I state.

     Everyone stops what their doing and looks at me. Ennard turns off the vacuum.

     Quietly everyone finds a seat at the table. "I made these illusion discs. It will turn you back into the person you were before you died or any past version of yourself you want. Just press this little red button and keep it on your person. You'll even be able to be in public again." I hand the illusion discs out. "You will need one for each soul in your body."

     A choirs of 'thank you' erupts from anyone able to say it. Flashes of light emit from around the room. I look at everyone.

On my right I find the William I've always known and loved. He's dressed in his signature purple. He looks at himself looking amazed by the display of technology. He apparently notices my eyes on him and mumbles a "thank you" before planting a quick kiss to my lips. A blush rises to my cheeks before nervous thoughts overtake me. William is now decades younger than me. He was in his late 30s when he died and I'm now 72. Decades of age separate us and I feel very awkward about that.

Next is a little child I know to be, Evan Afton. He looks at himself amazed and feels his head. A barely noticeable bite mark shaped scar rest on his forehead, a remnant of his death. Otherwise, he looks exactly as I remember him, even wearing his favorite striped t-shirt.

On Evan's right is an older black haired girl. I don't recognize her. She looks to be about 8 or 9. She seems angry beyond her years. Probably related to the many scars that line her body. If these scars were the cause of her death then she must have had a terribly gruesome death.

At the table not far from the unknown angry girl sits my young daughter, Charlie. Tears well in my eyes as I look at her. She's the baby I lost all those years ago. No scars are visible but I know Afton stabbed her in her tiny heart. She still wears the little green arm band that's connected to the Security Puppet she now posses.

On her right is Elizabeth with her red pigtails, green eye, and pink and red dress. Once again no scars are present but I know Baby clawed her small stomach finally killing her once inside the clown animatronic.

Ennard sits next to Elizabeth. He doesn't wear the illusion discs for some reason but he seems mesmerized looking at Michael who sits next to him.

Michael inspects his stomach and chest which still hold a faint but large scar. Otherwise, he must have chosen a younger form. He looks to be about 17 years old though he was an adult in his mid twenties when he died. No purple rot taints his skin.

I immediately rush over to Charlie and scoop her into my arms. I gently hug her as she hugs me back. "Daddy, I missed you!" She cries.

"I missed you too, sweetheart!" I kiss her forehead.

We hold each other for awhile.

Elizabeth hugs William.

Michael sits by Evan speaking to him, likely apologize for his terrible prank decades ago. I smile as Evan crawls into his older brother's lap hugging him, obviously having forgiven the terrible prank. Slowly Ennard approaches still as an animatronic. Evan seems afraid at first but after Michael assures his safety allows Ennard to sit next to the brothers.

Only the black haired girl with the terrible scars sits alone looking sad. I know Evan and her have gotten close. I'm sure he will take care of her.

After a few minutes, Elizabeth is beside me asking for Charlie to play dolls with her. Charlie looks at me expectantly and I send her on her way to play with her friend.

I watch our now happy family. William approaches, planting another kiss to my cheek. I wrap my arms around him still feeling weird about our age difference. Thoughts of my mortality and William's immortality float through my head. I will one day have to leave, William. That thought breaks my heart.

Michael's PoV -

It's nighttime and I'm still in my past form, still as a teenager. I doubt I will ever change back into my rotting corpse form. Henry's gift is amazing. My soul feels lighter with my brother's forgiveness. Our house is nearly clean and back to how it used to be all those years ago. As I snuggle into Ennard's wires in my bed I wonder why my boyfriend didn't use the illusion disc. Ennard's illusion disc sits on our bedside table. He sat it there after our 'family meeting' and hasn't touched it since. "Ennard?"

"Hmmm?" He's still awake, good.

"Why didn't you use your illusion disc?" I ask.

"I just didn't want to, I guess," Ennard gives a bull shit answer.

"Is that the reason?" I pry.

"Yup." Ennard sits up in bed looking at me now.

"Don't you miss your form before you were killed?" I ask.

"A little, I guess... but if we want to go out in public you could just change back and I could crawl into your stomach before you change back," Ennard states.

"You would be trapped in my body," I reply.

"There are worse things I could be trapped in," Ennard slides a wire down my chest.

"Ennard, I don't even know your real name. I feel like I don't know anything about the robot who lived in my body for the past 3 years, not to mention my boyfriend," I sas.

"Hmp..." Ennard turns away from me making a point by pulling all the blankets off of me.

I pull back but my effort is fruitless against the seven foot tall robot... who doesn't even need blankets!

I'm tempted to place the disc on Ennard's back but I love him enough to value his consent and wishes. "Ennard... I just want to know you better... I just want to know the person I love with all my heart," I spew my feelings.

Ennard turns back around. His glowing emotionless eyes stare back at me. Gently, he recovers me with the blankets. Quietly, he gets up and turns the light back on. I sit up in bed. Ennard sits next to me on the bed and picks up the illusion disc. "Okay, Michael, I'll let you know me."

Ennard places the illusion disc on the button on his chest and activates it. A glowing light blinds me before I'm meet with a beautiful tall teen with brownish-red hair and dark sun tanned skin. I would recognize him anywhere. "Noah?" I question looking amazed at the man in front of me.

My boyfriend from high school is my boyfriend! He went missing my junior year of high school. Even his parents didn't know where he went. I guess my father killed him judging by the faint but noticeable scar on his neck. A slit throat. That's how father murdered the love of my life.

     "Hey, Mike," Noah states with a blush and a cute wave.

     I pull my boyfriend on top of me gently laying him beside me in bed. "Why didn't you tell me who you really were?" I ask.

"I don't really know. It was just awkward. I used your body to escape, Michael. I thought about telling you many times but it just never seemed right," Noah states.

I snuggle into my lover and plant a kiss to his lips. Noah greedily kisses back but I don't want this to go farther I want to talk to my longtime boyfriend. "Okay, Noah, but why were you so reluctant to wear an illusion disc?" I ask.

"Well, as much as I hate to say it. I kinda like my Ennard form better. Don't get me wrong. I despise your father for what he did to me. I hate that I left you and my parents wondering about where I went, not knowing if I was dead or alive. But I don't have to use a wheelchair as Ennard and I have so much flexibility. I can walk, climb through vents, hang off the ceiling, I just like being Ennard. Besides, you still love me as Ennard so it doesn't matter much to me. Now, I've been Ennard for so long I feel like that's my true identity. After all, I've lived my afterlife as Ennard longer than I lived my life as Noah." Ennard explains.

I kiss my lover again, "Well... Noah, Ennard, I think you are perfect either way."

Ennard deactivates his illusion disc and uses a wire to sit the disc back on the bedside table. I snuggle into my wiry boyfriend happy he trusted me enough to reveal his true identity. "If we go out in public I'll be Noah as long as I can find a wheelchair somewhere but otherwise I'm happy being Ennard." En uses a wire to trace my face.

I smile, "I love you, En." I place another kiss to my boyfriend's mask.

"I love you too, Michael."

Henry's PoV -

It's nice having a clean bed free of dust and moths. It's even nicer being cuddled next to the William I remember. I only wish I was the Henry that William remembers. I wonder if he feels odd kissing an old man? Does he love me any less now?

I wonder. If I die in an animatronic could I be brought back? Charlie might have to use The Puppet to bring me back but I bet my kiddo would do that for me. It might be traumatic seeing her father dead though... well... I guess she's probably seen many more dead bodies than the average 3 year old. Maybe it wouldn't be traumatic. Then I could use an illusion disc to bring myself back to past Henry when I was in my late 30s. Would William have to kill me? Maybe. I don't think he would like to do that. I hope he wouldn't like to do that... Maybe if I promised him I wouldn't care. After all, I have a death wish anyway. I guess that's kinda the opposite of a death wish. I would be immortal like William if I died and was brought back.

"Henwy? Why are wu stiw awake?" William asks still half asleep and slurring his words.

"Just thinking, Will. I don't sleep very well," I reply.

William snores in reply obviously having fallen back asleep.

Tomorrow I'll tell William about my plan.

I wake up extra early. I'm functioning on 3 hours of sleep. I leave William to sleep and I leave before the sun rises to buy some groceries. I don't buy too many, just enough to make breakfast. I figure that the family might want to test out the illusion discs by going shopping. After all, everything in this house is from the 80s. It's like a giant Time Capsule. I think they could afford to buy some less retro clothes.

I find some eggs, bread, jelly, coffee, and a box of Cheerios. I quickly checkout and hurry home.

It's only 6:30 A.M. and no one is up yet. I set to work making breakfast. I brew a pot of coffee for William and myself. Michael might be old enough for coffee too. Then I set to work on making fried eggs and toast. William is the first to wake up. I think the toast woke him up. When he was alive he had a very odd obsession with toast. "Wow, Henry, I didn't have to drag you out of bed and you're making breakfast. What's gotten into you?" William chuckles.

He pours a cup of coffee planting a kiss to my check as he does so. He steals a piece of toast from the platter before sitting at the table. "Mhhh... this is the best thing I've ate in years." William moans as he devours the toast.

"William, that's the first thing you've eaten in over 30 years," I comment.

"And it's the best. It's toast. What's your point?" William smirks.

He can be funny sometimes.

Michael and Ennard join us next. Ennard is still Ennard. I wonder why that kid never put on his illusion disc? He thanked me for it nonetheless but still doesn't wear it.

Maybe a little to eagerly Michael thanks me for the coffee before sitting at the table practically chugging the caffeinated liquid. I set the breakfast on the table and as if on cue the younger children join us.

I munch on a piece of toast. I only eat half before throwing away the rest. If I'm going to die today I don't want to eat much beforehand. I happily sip on my coffee and watch my family enjoying the first meal that they've had in decades.

After breakfast, while the kids are still eating, I pull William aside. I need to tell him about my plan. I drag William into our bedroom. "I've been thinking Will. I'm 72 years old and you're much younger than me now."

"Henry, even if I look younger we're really the same age, love. It's not weird," William replies.

     "William, I'm 72 and I'm not immortal like you or the others. I will die sooner or later and leave you, Charlie, and our family. No offense but you killed most of them and they may not trust you as much as they do me or us when we're together. So, I need you to kill me and put me in a suit so Charlie can revive me and I can be immortal to take care of our family. I'll wear an illusion disc and be the Henry you remember. I'll be 38 again and we can live our lives together again." I tell my plan.

     "Absolutely not! I am not killing you! I draw the line there! I will not kill the man I've loved since day one!" William argues.

     "Do you want me to die and leave you alone then? Leave Charlie alone again?" I protest.

     "No."

     "Then kill me and put me in a suit," I state.

     "I can't just kill you, Henry."

     "William, you have killed dozens upon dozens of children yet you draw the line at killing a wretched 72 year old man. That's weird, Will," I reply.

     "Firstly, you're not wretched. Secondly, if your old then I'm old. Thirdly, I love you Henry so it's different."

     I hand William a knife. "Just do it coward."

     "Why can't you just kill yourself?" William asks.

     I laugh at the irony. How warped does my mind have to be to think that's funny? "I'm not sure it will work without you doing it. Everyone who has ever comeback as a soul in an animatronic has been killed by you at least in part. You made Golden Freddy and it killed your youngest son, you made Circus Baby it killed your daughter, and you told Michael to be a security guard at the sister location knowing he would die not to mention you created the scooper, all the others you literally murdered."

    "Fair enough." William states.

     "Does that mean you'll do it?" I ask. 

     "Yes, I guess but we're doing it in the basement and The Puppet has to be present when I do it so we can revive you as fast as possible."

     "My daughter has to watch me die?" That sounds morbid. Once again I don't want to traumatized my already traumatized child.

     "She has probably watched me kill many other children. It will be fine." William replies.

     We exit our room and find Charlie. I ask her to follow me and once the basement door is closed I explain my plan to her.

     The three of us are in the basement now. "Daddy, I don't want you to die," Charlie acts like she may cry.

     "Honey, if you bring me back I won't really die," I encourage her.

     "Okay, daddy."

     "Pick your suit, Henry," William continues, "What do you want your soul to embody for the rest of time?"

"How about this one?" I hold up an old version of Golden Freddy with a purple hat and bow tie, "It kinda matches your Springtrap form."

"Okay, that makes it easy, love. If you don't mind, put the suit on," William states.

My heart races. I'm going to get spring locked! Probably, the most painful way to die but if William did it then so can I. It would be fitting for the two original owners of Freddy's to both die by spring locks one in a Spring Bonnie suit and one in a Golden Freddy suit. "Okay, you may have to help me," I reply my voice only shaking slightly.

William places a large blue tarp on the ground, "Here, stand on this."

"For my blood... great," I do as I'm told already stepping into the lower parts of the suit.

The suit is old, mildewed, and rotting just like Springtrap. William helps me put the torso and head on. I'm careful not to move. If I move I might trigger the spring locks and then William won't be the one to kill me.

"Henry, I love you so much." William has tears in his eyes.

"I love you too, Will. I'll see you on the other side," I reply.

My heart is racing but I know I have to do this.

"I'm sorry, love!" William presses a small lever exposed through the rotting suit and the spring locks quickly lock into place.

Agonizing pain floods through my body. I'm howling in pain as metal parts snap through my body breaking bones and cutting through arteries as they go. I fall onto the ground my blood is already pooling onto the blue tarp. My ribs break as metal plunges into my body. My screaming is silenced when my vocal cords are cut by a metal bar. I feel my eyes pop as the animatronic's eyes roll into place. The last thing my living body feels is my skull cracking as a large metal rod splits my head open. 

I wake in a fresh pool of my blood. William is sobbing on the ground. The Puppet floats above me. Seeing that I'm alive... again. William crawls over to me. I can't move. My whole body is broke. Nearly every bone in my body has been broken and my vocal cords cut. How can I even see? Though the animatronic's eyes?

William holds me and we're both laying in my still warm blood. "Henry, you did so well. You're alive, you're safe." William holds my face or rather the suit's face.

I try to reply but I can't even move.

"Don't worry, love. Movement and speech get easier with time. It just takes practice. I layed in my own blood for a week before I could even crawl," William states, "but with your illusion discs you won't have to go through that."

William places an illusion disc on me and suddenly I feel completely better. No more pain. I can move my body. I can speak. I'm my old self again. Past me. I'm the same age as William. I kiss my lover. "Thank you, baby."

We crawl out of my blood. Our clothes stained red.

The Puppet is Charlie again. She hugs me. "Thank you, Charlie. You saved my life."

She nods, "Now you will be with me forever. I love you, daddy."

After a long hug Charlie runs back upstairs.

"Let's take a shower," I state.

"Agreed." William replies.

     I awkwardly exit the basement with William behind me. "Woah, Henry. What happened to you?" Michael who has been washing dishes asks.

     "Oh, I had your father kill me so I could be immortal like you all, then I used an illusion disc to make myself the same age I was in the 80s," I explain.

     "Nice," Michael replies.

     I make my way to the shower and once inside I quickly pull my gross blood stained clothes. William stands a few feet away staring at me. Blood drips from his nose but I don't think that's my blood. "William, undress so we can take a shower together," I state.

     William does as he's told. "Henry, you're so hot."

     I blush at the complement and pull the now unclothed William into the shower with me. "You're pretty hot yourself," I cooe.

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     Now that all the blood is washed off and I'm in some fresh clothes I think we should go shopping. Everyone is in the living room. A few watch television, one of Michael's soap operas. Some play with dolls on the floor. "Does anyone want to go shopping?" I ask.

     "Yes, let's go!" Elizabeth seems especially happy.

     Charlie seems happy about the idea as well.

     Evan and the vengeful spirit, I learned that her name is Cassidy, simply nod.

     Ennard drags Michael into the vents. I'm not sure what that means but I hear Michael complaining that his clothes are getting dusty from the unkept vents. A few minutes later Michael is walking down the stairs carrying a tall teen with tan skin and brownish red hair who I can only assume to be Ennard.

We all pile into my car. William sits passenger. Charlie, Elizabeth, and Evan sit in their booster seats in the backseat. Behind them sits Cassidy, Michael, and Ennard. "By the way, Ennard, what should I call you?" I ask.

"Call me Ennard but I guess if we're in public you can call me Noah," Ennard states, "Also, is there anyway we could buy a wheelchair? It's a little embarrassing having Michael carry me around."

     "Of course, we'll get you a wheelchair, Ennard. Even though you two look like a cute couple when Michael carries you," I reply.

     Michael chuckles at that.

     The drive is relatively short which is good since the three youngest children kept asking, "Are we there yet?"

     I place Charlie in the cart seat. Elizabeth insists on sitting in the cart and Evan happily pushes around a colorful mini sized cart made for children. We go through the isles one by one. Our fridge is empty and we can all eat now so we need groceries. Everyone seems so happy. Decades of isolation left many of these kids hopeless. Even Cassidy seems content wondering the isles of the store looking for yummy food. Soon the cart is full of everyday groceries like milk, eggs, bread, peanut butter, etc. We let the kids pick out some treats like fruit snacks, cookies, chocolate, or in Ennard's case some exotic butters.

     We find some modern clothes for everyone. We don't want to stand out and look like we're cosplaying the 80s.

     Finally, we check out with all our groceries, clothes, and necessities.

     Before heading home I drive to a nearby park. William and myself get a picnic ready while Cassidy, Evan, Elizabeth, and Charlie play on the playground equipment. Michael pushes Ennard in his new wheelchair around a short walking path. Once the picnic is ready we all happily enjoy our sandwiches, chips, and soda. The sun is just starting to set so we clean up and get back in the car to head home. The trip home is short. Charlie fell asleep on the ride home and I happily carry her inside and lay her in her bed that she shares with Elizabeth. I sing a quick song of "My Grandfather's Clock" before leaving her to her dreams.

     The rest of the kids are in bed now too.

I settle in contently lying next to William. William cuddles me, pulling me onto his chest, "I love you, Henry."

     "I love you too, William."