[Hey, quick thing here: This is Bonnie, not G-F. Bossman wanted for us animatronics to write stuff here from time to time, so here’s a short while of me wasting all of your time. Enjoy or some shits. Your choice.]

        It was the dead of night as I snuck along the edge of the main building in town. It was the big guy’s house, and I was here on the mission. See, something we animatronics were made with knowledge on how to operate musical instruments. Whether we used that or not was up to us, but other than Chica we all enjoyed musical stuff. I had kept up with the ole red electric guitar, Bonbon had taken up the bass by his own decision (getting SB to mix up his electric, Freddy had started us all off with the instruments from the FNAF versions of us, to play out like a bass), and Toy Chica had taken up drums, keytar, and vocals. She enjoyed showing us up, immensely. Of course, for me I had decided that I would need a good enough guitar pic to use (my claw would work but then again it could slice through guitar strings like butter, along with everything else, unless I focused on it not being that sharp), and thus I was heading to sneak into the boss’ house. See, each of us had fragments and bits of the boss’ memory, and something I remembered was something that would work perfectly for my purposes. It was a hairpin, kept in the boss’ chest cavity, made in the image of a pair of wings. It was perfect for a guitar pick, and the only difficult part of it all was getting in the boss’ house and grabbing it off him without him noticing. I couldn’t remember why it was important enough for the boss to keep it in his chest/pocket dimension thing, but I did know it was that I wanted it as a pick.

“Alright, step one: get to house, completed. Now for the hard part…”

        I brought up my claw extending my pointer finger out into a longer blade, and then stuck it into the lock on the window. I figured that the window would make a better entrance, as the doors could creak, and the window wouldn’t. I slid my claw around the edges of the window, cutting through all of the mechanisms holding it in place. I pulled it out and then placed the whole thing on the ground. I hopped up and into the opening, tiptoeing until I made it to the door to G-F’s room. I brought my claw around the lock, moving it like I was keying into the place. I slowly pulled it open, cringing as the thing creaked slightly. I froze, and stuck my head inside, seeing the boss sprawled on the bed, unawake. I let out a breath, and slowly approached him (seeing as he literally was a sleeping bear), stopping when I stood above him. I retracted my claw to its regular size, and slowly reached into the seam of his costume, where his neck and chest met. I leaned in slowly, reaching down and being careful not to touch any of his animatronics (from the memories I got from him the situation was rather similar to a game called ‘Operation’ from his world). I sent out a small pulse of magic to my claw, scanning until I found the pin. I grabbed it in two fingers, slowly pulling it from his ribs and then out of his costuming. I took it and stuffed it into my own chest. I slowly backed away, heading to the window I entered from. I picked up the removed window and put it back in the frame, using a pulse of magic to glue it in place. It would hold fairly well until someone touched it. Then it would instantly shatter, and they would be blamed (Suck that, ya random bystander! Bystanding like you got the right! F*ckface…) instead of me. I ran back to the house Bonbon and I shared, where he and Toy Chica would be waiting. I had told them I had to grab something and then I’d be right back, and then we would jam it out. Something the three of us had whipped up from the boss’ memories was an ‘Xbox’ and a game called ‘Guitar Hero’. Instead of toy instruments it was made to connect to our actual instruments, that way we could test our skills. I kicked open the door.

“Let’s jam mofos!”

Bonbon looked up from where he was sitting, nonchalantly strumming on his bass, and Toy Chica from the table she was sitting at, playing with a pile of dominos.

“Nice of you to join us Bonnie. You’re a tad late ya know.”

“Yeah T-B’s right. What was so important that you had to run off and make us wait so long?”

“This!”

I held up the pin.

“This is my new guitar pick! I can’t really remember what’s so awesome about it from boss’ memories, only that it’s important somehow. And it looks awesome!”

T-B stood up, setting down his bass.

“Huh. Looks kinda...Familiar. Well it does look pretty cool. You wanna keep talking or should we play?”

I nodded.

“Let’s rock!”

I grabbed my guitar and started riffing on it in a way similar to a band I recalled was known as ‘Metallica’ with the new pick, hoping to quickly get used to it. I didn’t notice Bonbon and T-Chica staring at me as the pick started glowing, beginning to shine with a bright light…“The hell did you do?”

I flinched back, dropping the token. The thing had exploded into light, and when it cleared a human wearing blue clothing. Then I finally remembered. That pin was one of the boss’ tokens for another Displaced. I had summoned up what could’ve been an absolute enemy. Chica yelled in surprise.

“I don’t know! I-I just thought it was a pin, I didn’t remember it was a token or anything!”

“Well what else could it have been!? Ponies don’t wear hairpins that often, and seriously where did you even get that!?”

“I erm… I certainly didn’t steal it from the boss’ chest pocket dimension, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

She growled and raised a fist. I did the only sensible thing and started running around to avoid being throttled.

“BONNIE, YOU ARE SO DEAD! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!?”

“W-who’s B-bonnie?”

By the time I heard those words, Chica already grabbed hold of my throat and was yanking me like a ragdoll. I let out a gurgling sound as I tried to get her to stop.

“Nuu, weit eh cen feex it!”

She dropped me and I was able to speak normally. I took out a breath (we were animatronic but we still felt like we needed to breathe for some reason) and pointed a claw at the kid.

“Our contract is complete!”

A few sparks fizzled from the end of my finger, but nothing else happened. My expression dropped.

“UUUHHH! OUR CONTRACT IS COMPLETE I SAID! GO BACK DAMMIT!”

I grabbed the kid by the back of his head and started rubbing his token against him.

“WHY THE HELL ISN’T THIS WORKING!?”

Chica grabbed me off the kid and threw me back.

“I don’t see you having any ideas!”

She yelled and lunged back at me, and I started running around the room to avoid her.

“COME BACK HERE! IF WE’RE GONNA GET KILLED THEN YOU’RE GOING FIRST!"

“AAAAHH!”

“What the F-?” The Boy spoke. I turned to him. Aww crap, he’s awake.

As Chica did her best to strangle Bonnie, despite all of their being without lungs, Bonbon just sighed and facepalmed. He walked over to the kid and put a paw on his shoulder.

“Give ‘em a sec, they’ll tire out.”

Lance though, was stunned by Bonbon’s sudden appearance. “Jesus Christ!!”

“Buddha! Zeus! One of the others! Hey there. Name’s Bonbon. Well, full name it technically ‘Toy’ Bonnie but I go by Bonbon as a nickname. You?”

“Name’s Lance. Lance Walker… I’m guessing you guys brought me here?”

“Well to be more specific Bonnie over there made a dingus move and did that, but we were just sorta here. Sorry about that, by the way. Uh, you wouldn’t happen to be an enemy, would you? Seems best to check.”

“I’m not exactly an enemy…… But out of curiosity, do you know someone by the name of Freddy?”

“Well if you mean Freddy the mailman, no. If you mean Golden Freddy, big ole yes.”

‘Oh boy,’ Lance thought. “Where is he?”

“Well from the fact that Bonnie was able to grab your token off him, albeit in the mannerisms of an idiot, I would have to say he’s asleep. You a friend of his then? None of us really have all the memories relating to you Displaced, so we only know some of the specifics.”

“Specifics?” Lance asked, puzzled.

“Which of the guys that the big guy’s met are jerks or pals. Stuff like that, we only have bits and pieces of the minutia of details. Why else would I be asking you all of this?”

“Well, you said some, so I wanted you to elaborate. Besides, what were you using my token for anyways?"

“Well we were about to jam a bit, and when he called you up Bonnie was using it as a guitar pick.”

Bonbon picked up his bass and started strumming a bit. He turned over to the other two animatronics.

“Wait… So you using my Token… as a guitar pick… Matter of fact, where is Freddy? Wouldn’t the noise of your “Jam” wake him up?”

“Well it would if he were in the same house as we are now. He’s got a separate place, this is my house in fact. I just like hanging with my siblings, y’know the two strangling each other on the floor there? Matter of fact, give me a sec.”

He set down the bass and walked over to the other two, putting a paw on each of their foreheads and pushing them apart. They both tumbled away, and he placed himself between them as they lunged for each other. Toy Chica seemed pissed off.

“Move it Bon! He isn’t dead enough yet!”

“Stay there Bon! I’m not wanting to be dead yet!”

Bonbon sighed.

“Guys, stop being idiots. Honestly, Chica you can kill Bonnie later. For now we need to get Freddy to send our ‘guest’ back home.”

Bonnie seemed to get a tad more scared at that idea.

“NOPE! I already got strangled by Chica and I do not want to find out what the boss’d do after finding out that I both stole and used one of his tokens!”

Bonbon sighed.

“Well we don’t even know how you’re able to use one of his tokens. We aren’t full Displaced, and I would’ve figured that we wouldn’t be able to do anything like that. We don’t really have that many other options.”

“W-well what about Shadow Bonnie!? He’s the oldest so maybe he could know how to send him back and all that! He’s made of logic, wisdom, and all that stuff, right?”

Toy Chica facepalmed and sighed.

“Seriously… Oh great. Fine, let’s just get the absolute dumbest route just to avoid trouble. Why the heck not, it’s not like the last idea you had made a massive potential problem, right!?”

“What kind of problem?” Lance asked, curious.

Toy Chica seemed to lose all expression for a moment, before flinching back from him.

“Crap! I actually found the right memory of this guy! He attacked Dad! That kind of problem is what I meant!”

Bonnie flinched away, and Bonbon just glanced at Lance and shrugged. Bonbon stepped between the two of them and Lance.

“Wait… Dad!?”

“Let’s not be stupid guys. Let’s just deal with sending our guest home, seeing as he is being cordial with us and none of us have anywhere near the big guy’s strength to fight him with, okay?”

Bonbon turned back to Lance.

“Eheh. Yeah, G-F made all of us. We’re sort’ve his kids or something, we each kinda view it differently. Still, let’s just focus on getting you out of here before he notices what Bonnie did.”

“So, you’re not going to kill me?”

Bonbon shrugged, and Bonnie looked more freaked out than anything. Chica decided to chip in.

"Well I…! Uh. I can’t really remember why you and Dad fought.”

She shook her head, as if thinking.

“Should I say why?”

Chica balled her hands into fists, calling up a small aura of yellow magic on each. Lance could feel that it was nowhere near as powerful as one conjured by Freddy.

“I don’t care! If you’re an enemy of Dad’s then you’re an enemy of ours!”

Bonbon steeped in front of her, his own aura of blue magic appearing.

“Chica, think this through. We are in the middle of town, surrounded by shiftlings we are sworn to protect. If you start a fight, then we could make this mess so very much worse. Do you really want to make that happen?”

Lance though, was caught off guard. “Whoa, back up… Protect? This coming from Freddy, the one who drove the ponies in town insane, put my friend in a birdcage and gave her emotional trauma, & killed Princess Celestia and Discord!? Am I hearing this right?”

Bonbon sighed again, turning back to Lance.

“Well from the basic bits of knowledge we got off the big guy, your knowings are outdated. We can’t tell it as well as the guy himself can, but for the insanity he went and reset Equestria, y’know fixing up everything and making all those affected other than the princess forget all that had happened. And he never killed Celestia or Luna.”

“What about Shadow Bonnie? Would he or she know about what I said?”

“Yes, he would.”

Lance heard another new voice behind him. Standing on the stairwell was Shadow Bonnie giving them all a cold stare as he observed the room. He looked just like he did in the game, though his teeth lacked the white glow and his eyes had a faint gray outline of pupils and irises, though they were still all white. He walked down the stairs eyes never leaving Lance.

“I am Shadow Bonnie, firstborn of Golden Freddy. Made of his logic and cunning, among other things. And unlike my younger siblings, I am aware of all that my father has done, as with your own actions.”

He walked down until he stood in front of Lance, standing about a foot taller than him. He made no moves that would show a violent purpose.

“Nice to meet you, I guess?”

“I suppose. But as they said, our maker/father has made actions to be done of those things. Currently we are in a town of his own making, populated by the race of new changelings he made, that is to say that they no longer have the insatiable need to feed off emotion. He named them shiftlings, as they have the same power, but with more control and power. The princesses Luna and Celestia are enemies of his, but he has left them in control of their country. Celestia is still unable to fight him as she is in stone, but she is animate, with life to her. The stone insulates her power, making her weaker by comparison. Luna is in a teenage form, but that is merely from his splitting of her and the former Nightmare Moon, who he has given a second chance at life, going to another Displaced’s realm for the moment. Of course, he is a friend of fiercest caliber to the Princess Cadenza, as she made aware to him the fragment of Discord’s power that had influenced his actions. His mind when you met him was only partly his own. As of now, he has no lasting negative effect onto this world.”

“So this Discord’s magic was slowly driving him insane?”

“No, it succeeded. After he met with you and learned of the multiverse, he set out and succeeded with absorbing all of the parallel versions of himself, binding them into a single being. One of those was an opposing soul, one who had not fallen to Discord and thus still knew himself. Once the final piece of Discord’s power was removed from him by Cadenza, he became one with this opposing soul, beginning to recall himself. Of course he lacks the power to destroy this fragment, as such would result in it taking refuge in him once again. Of course, as a countermeasure he created all of us. We act as watchers of this town and of his claimings, and as children to him. Follow me, Lance the Gunvolt. Siblings, remain here. I wish to speak to him alone.”

Lance was a little concerned about talking with Shadow Bonnie alone. He was unsure if this could’ve been some kind of trap, but then again, they said things did change here. Maybe this was proof of that change. “Alright. Lead the way. Oh and I’m an Adept. Gunvolt is just a name.”

“I am aware. But you are the same being as Gunvolt, and thus you are a Gunvolt. And I do indeed hope you do not seek to resume your fighting with my father. For I would not allow it. My siblings are new, and vulnerable. But I am the eldest, and I was made from the start with enough power to rival even one such as Discord. And unlike my father, I am less willing to allow for fighting to occur here. It is my role to watch this place and make aware my siblings should any beings such as Displaced or the Princess were to arrive, but for the moment I am giving you the… What’s the phrase… Benefit of the doubt.”

“I don’t intend to start anything. If what you say is true, then I have nothing to worry about.”

“That is good. I would rather my father have one less enemy by means of turning a foe to a friend, rather than by having said foe be obliterated.”

As they walked out, Lance finally got a view of the town around them. It was beauty at first sight. The buildings were seemingly formed of smoothened stone, but made into the forms of houses he would have expected from Earth. The moon was high in the sky, and the town square they walked through was stranded, save for the occasional shiftling walking past.

“Wow… This is quite stunning if I do say so myself.” The Adept said in response to seeing the town. “Hey, since you said that the princesses are in control of their country, is this town on another continent?”

Shadow Bonnie shook his head. “This town is constructed in an area of Equestria known as the Badlands. It seems to exist in most Equestria, but some have alternate versions. Freddy chose this place and claimed it, as there was no life here, other than the changelings native to this version of Equestria. Of course, Freddy made a deal with them, and in exchange for his converting them into shiftlings and thus mending their food problem, he moved their hive underneath the town and gained equal power to Queen Chrysalis, the current ruler. With this he also prevented a changeling attack that would occur in this timeline upon Cadenzas wedding. Though he didn’t really purchase the land, he mainly took it, but there was nothing here and I doubt the princesses minded his use of unlivable land.”

“Ahh. I see. I’m still a bit unfamiliar with who Cadenza is. Would you care to explain who she is?” Lance then asked as the two of them walked through the nearby courtyard. “I mean, I’m in an Equestria where what you would call the Elements of Harmony are freaking superheroes.”

“Of course.” He held up a paw and a screen of light appeared. On it appeared an image of the element bearers in a group, and then a pair of Alicorns.

“As you may know, these are the Elements of this and most other worlds. And these are the two princesses of Equestria, each with control over a celestial body. Celestia lifts the sun and Luna raises the moon. Of course, as they are now weakened, Freddy holds control of both but he does keep them on time fairly well. This is Cadenza.”

A new image of a pink alicorn with a multi-toned mane appeared.

“She acts in a less direct role, monitoring the emotional states of Equestrian citizens and helping to deal with extreme cases wherein a pony is in need of counseling. She is more so known as the Alicorn of love, as she helps to regulate emotions in ponies that need it. She is somewhat of a ‘school counselor’ of Equestrians, keeping them decently happy. This is how she was able to see what had been left in father’s mind by Discord. Of course, when he tried to rip it out she warned him that it would destroy him to use such blunt force, and thus performed the action herself, freeing my father. This instantly made her into a trusted friend for my father, as he felt somewhat in debt to her. They exchange letters sometimes. And of course, she is told about many of the new things Freddy has made in the confines of his claimed land. Here’s one you may recognize.”

Shadow Bonnie knelt down and picked up a Mudkip.

“Father was a fan of ‘Pokemon’ and introduced them to the system, mainly those of the Pichu and Mudkip evolution lines, though he gave them a tweak so that it occurs more as a metamorphosis over time as they grow into new forms. After he made the first two he created an Arceus and Mew that would act to make the rest and guide them all in development. Father has things like this set up in a makeshift ecosystem, with some variations from the original Pokemon canon.”

“Wow… I honestly did not expect that. Hey, you think he might let me have one before I go?” Lance asked, curious to see SB’s response. He liked to play Pokemon as well, but thought it would be cool to have one to keep with him and assist him on various missions and assignments. Especially with all the villains that were busted out at Solace Asylum.

“If you desire one I can bring it/him/her into life myself, though as with those of my father’s creations you will have to guarantee the well being of it. They do not simply eat poffins and blacks as in the games, and we do not allow nor use Pokeballs."

“I assume the diet varies depending on the type? Because I was thinking about a Riolu or Torchic since both Lucario and Blaziken are badass in my opinion.”

“Yes, though they do tend to be carnivorous or herbivorous, and that applies to other Pokemon. And I will remind you, they are living creatures, not digital imitations. They are sentient, or at least very close to it. They are friends and allies, much in the way of a very intelligent dog. Badass, true. But also a friend. It is a large responsibility.”

Lance then began to think things a bit through before making a decision. “Being a hero is a large responsibility. I believe I can manage. Okay, I’ll just stick with Blaziken though. One might be easier to handle than two.”

“Very well. Though I will have to start it off as a Torchic. That way it will live a full lifespan and be able to grow alongside you.”

A dark purple and black aura surrounded his paws and a wave of black energy erupted from them, resulting in a small Torchic in his palms. He held it out, and it looked at Lance curiously. It soon chirped happily as it jumped on Lance’s hands. He smiled.

“Hello little guy, how are you?”

It chirped and hopped onto Lance’s shoulder, clambering on top of his head.

“There you are young Lance. Now then, to see about waking my father to send you home.”

The Azure Striker waited outside a large building that was slightly taller than the others with his new friend as they waited for Shadow Bonnie to return. Lance was even now thinking about names to call the Torchic. The two best ones he could think of was Kai and Ember. Such a hard choice, but he decided to wait and see if his guide to the town can tell him what gender it was before making a final choice. After a few moments, the door burst open and a paw slammed into Lance’s face, sending him sprawling. He heard Freddy talk.

“That was for the bomb to the schnoz. We’re all good now.”

Freddy walked out with a tired expression and held a paw out to help Lance up.

“So how’s super pony Equestria or whatever?”

“Alright. Been quite rough recently. Met a Majin that could destroy planets, outsmarted a ghoul, fought against heartless and found out my best friend broke all the villains out of what you would consider as Tartarus. Besides that, I met your children. Give my regards to Bonnie for using my token as a guitar pick.”

“Yeah he’ll be cleaning toilets for a couple days for that. I got a lot of crazy stuff in my chest, so it’s lucky for him that your token’s the only thing he nabbed. And those aren’t the only ones I’ve made, hell you can see Foxy out by the lake over there killing another one of those octowhale things that keep showing up.”

“You mean like harpooning a kraken?”

“Sorta. Think whale but with a kraken sorta superglued onto the bottom. And yeah Foxy goes with the whole pirate deal and so he keeps the lake clean and all.”

“All that does is make me think of Moby dick for some reason. He didn’t strike any white whales now, did he?”

“Dunno. Things keep showing up out of nowhere, coulda been a white one. So, you wanna go home yet? Or ya wanna just hang around for a bit?”

“I would say that I need to go. Duty calls I guess. But, hey… you know that when I tell Lumen this… She might not believe a word I say right?” The Adept reminded Freddy. “She still has nightmares of being in that birdcage you put her in.”

“Yeah… Well here…”

Freddy’s paws lit up for a moment and he moved them like he was pulling taffy. When he was done a bag of randomly glowing taffy actually appeared. Each one glowed a random color, and he took out a silver one.

“Baboom! Magic taffy stuff. This will give her the whole memory reset I gave Equestria here. Well kinda, it’ll change the way she looks at it. Like she’ll still remember but it’ll be less..vivid. Sort like remembering a scary movie. And the rest of the taffy’s got a random magic effect, ith labels. Like there’s a couple that’ll make her the size of a regular pony for a bit in there. Anyway, give her my apologies and stuff.”

He held out the bag. Lance held out his hand and took it. “Thanks again, my friend. I’m glad that we can put the past behind us… Speaking of which, if you need me, summon me whenever you like. It would be nice to meet Princess Cadenza next time. SB told me she was pretty nice.”

“Yes she is, and same for you. Oh yeah, here.”

Freddy reached out with a paw and poked his forehead. Lance felt a faint tingling.

“Bam! All hatches patted down and windows shut! In other words I just locked your brain from outside access. Anyone that tries will get the equivalent of a mental Fazbear Trojan virus in their head.”

“Like Nightmare on Fazbear Street?”

Freddy shrugged.

“Never saw that movie, always meant to though. Anyway, could you do me a favor and show Shadow Bonnie a few adept skills? I gave him the ability to learn stuff by watching, so he’s got the whole adaptability thing going on.”

“Adept skills vary depending on two things. One, the user. Two, if they have a Glaive or not. I can give you an image of a glaive so you can look out for it on your travels if that helps.”

“Uh. Don’t you use a gun? I thought it just sorta took a specialized type of weapon.”

“Most Adepts use Glaives to allow them to take on different forms. Think of a weapon that allows you to obtain your full strength once you let it’s power run through you. It almost resembles the shape of a Z-Saber, but it’s Onyx in color with a gem in the middle. Different colored gems represent different powers.”

“Hmm. I thought the glaives in the game were powered by the one using them? Like a storage for them. I actually played Gunvolt a bit back on Earth.”

“Yes, but the gems on the inside contain that power. My buddy, Cody has a few of those gems since he got ended up here as Copen. It also is focused on personality. Vipers for example is based on his Anger.”

“Hmm. Though does that mean your gun has one of those gems?”

“My gun is modified to work with my lightning based abilities to where I can channel my energy through the gun. The same goes for my blade.” Lance said, showing off his Katana like edge before he disappeared, leaving Freddy with Shadow Bonnie. Shadow Bonnie Placed a paw to his chin as Lance finally returned home. He snapped a paw and crafted a silver coin, making an image of his silhouette and eyes on it, concentrating for a moment before the coin erupted into light and disappeared. He panted for a moment before looking back to Freddy.

“Hmm. It seems that you may have implanted some Displaced abilites with regards to tokens into each of us.”

Freddy smirked at him.

“It seems that way. So, where’d you send that then?”

“I decided that as a way to learn more of the multiverse that I will test some of the abilities that I may have gotten by sending out my own token. That one I sent off in the same way as you, leaving it in young Lance’s pocket. Though I did not leave a message upon it, it will bear the same aura as a normal token.”

“Well alright. So, you mentioned Chica trying to strangle Bonnie? Y’know, even though you guys don’t have lungs? Or throats?”

Shadow Bonnie merely sighed and nodded, heading back toward Bonbon’s house with Freddy in tow.

“So SB, I’ve been thinking.What if I made… A Mangle animatronic?”

“Hmm. Well how would you want for him/her to develop?”

“Well for the base persona I was gonna have the she-foxy head have the voice of a genderbent TF2 Medic and the other head have the voice of the TF2 Engineer.”

"Well you already made Original Chica sound like a genderbent Heavy so that’d fit, and we could use a doctor for the town.”

“So batshit crazy funtime parts of my persona with bits of wisdom and such?”

Shadow Bonnie merely sighed as they descended the stairs. Next Chapter: Chapter Nineteen: Call me Darth Fazbear Two- The Fazbear Strikes Back! Estimated time remaining: 3 Hours, 10 Minutes