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WES: What is taking them so long? They should be back by now.

RIKKI: I mean, Rudy just got here, like, twenty minutes ago. Very real chance he’s lost.

WES: That doesn’t explain Abbie and Lily. They know the house, there’s no reason they should still be up there.

RIKKI: I don’t know, Wes. It’s dark in here, anyone could get turned around. Except maybe you.

WES: What do you mean?

RIKKI: (cautious) Oh, it’s just… you always seem to know where everything is. Like, to an almost disturbing degree. You know this place better than any of us, and you don’t even live here.

WES: (agitated) Yeah, well, I do work here, Rikki. Of course I know where everything is.

RIKKI: (abort abort) Yeah, yeah, no, you’re right. (beat) They really have been gone too long. I should probably check on them.

WES: I can do it.

RIKKI: Wes, I’m not sending a kid up there to go walking around in a tornado. I can handle it.

WES: But you don’t know the layout like I do. And they took the flashlight, I’ll have a better chance of finding them in the dark.

DOT: Maybe I can go looking.

RIKKI: Dottie. No. Just… no.

DOT: What? I can use my crutches like those blind people sticks. I can just wander around in the dark til I smack someone in the ankle.

WES: Okay, look. I’m going. Rikki, you stay with Dot. I’ll be right back.

DOT: (spooky voice) That’s what they all say.

RIKKI: …fine. Just be careful, okay?

WES: I will.

WES ASCENDS THE STAIRS, LEAVING DOT AND RIKKI SITTING IN AWKWARD SILENCE

DOT: So… that Rudy, huh?

RIKKI: Uh, yeah, he does seem pretty cool.

DOT: Does he now?

RIKKI: Yeah, he has a good vibe to him. And at least so far, he’s fun to talk to. Don’t meet a lot of people like him. He’s… interesting.

DOT: Oh, I can tell you’re very interested, alright.

RIKKI: (catching on) Would you settle down? I just met the man, and he’s like my age and a half.

DOT: Wouldn’t have stopped me when I was your age.

RIKKI: Not the endorsement you think it is.

DOT: Y’know, I can always say I overbooked and move him into your room instead-

RIKKI: Okay, no, we aren’t doing this, I am actively refusing to do this. The guy is cool, that’s all I’m saying. He’s smart, and he’s funny, and I like him. (seeing Dot’s grin) Just - not like that!

DOT: Sure you don’t. Well, offer still stands. It’s an old house, and this is a real nasty storm. Your room could wind up with water damage or some such bullshit and I’d have no choice but to put you up with someone else.

RIKKI: (please take the hint) Don’t you have a radio to fix? How about we focus on that instead of my love life.

DOT: Hey now, I never said anything about love, just that the two of you could be-

RIKKI: (snapping) Just drop it, already, would you?!

DOT: Woah, okay, okay, I’m dropping it. Sheesh. (beat) You know, we’ll never find you a husband at this rate.

RIKKI: God, please let this tornado take us all down with it.

Furyne: Alright... Um.. Kaos, Steve, whatever your name AND last name are.. Would you like to-... *meows high-pitchly on their paws, blushing* to be my boyfriend..?

Glumshanks, using a kaos handpuppet so Furyne can practice asking Kaos out: Uhhh, no.

Furyne: ... Glums, thats not helping.

Glumshanks: Alright, let's try this again. At least you could try to give your confession a little bit of more pizzaz without being at the loss of words, Furyne.

Furyne: i'm trying!! It's just... I can't handle seeing his cute evil face.. It would destroy my brain and leave me into a spiral of unconsciousness and hearts!

Glumshanks: You mean lovestruck?

Furyne: Yes i mean lovestruck! ...Okay... Lets try again.. *Furyne then breathes deeply, calming themself down*

Furyne: Lord Kaos, I have known you ever since high evil school, and ever since i started doing evil schemes with you in every school day before we got suspended i felt something inside, like butterflies or more likely birds inside my stomach. And ever since i started working for you when i first arrived to the guest castle and became your bodyguard, that feeling grew... Sure, we became EBFFs, but i think it's time we take it to the next level. So... Kaos, Steve, Whatever your name and last name are... Will you b... be... B-be... be-... RAAUGH!! I CAN'T DO THIS!!

Glumshanks: What? You were almost there!!

Furyne: UGH! I just can't do it, i'm nothing but a nervous WRECK! He's never gonna love me...

Glumshanks: This is getting us nowhere... *sighs* Furyne, look, you're not a nervous wreck at all, you're just afraid to let out your feelings for him. But i can assure you everything will be alright.

Furyne: I... guess, but im scared that he might think i'm weird.

Glumshanks: You're not weird at all, like i said, you're just afraid to tell him how you feel.

Furyne: Y-yeah.. Honestly, i'm fine if he doesn't accept me, I can accept him being with her royal lowness and all. But i just don't want him to see me as weird.

Glumshanks: He won't, trust me. Anyway, let's just continue with this tomorrow, you know he gets cranky when he doesnt get his bedtime story.

Furyne: Alright... At least i got all the time in the Skylands to ask him out.

Glumshanks: Oh yeah, and speaking of that....

*Glumshanks then gives Furyne a pen and a piece of blank paper.*

Glumshanks: Here. Just something you might need in case you need more time to practice your confession.

Furyne: I... Don't know how to use a pen?

*awkward silence kicks in and so Glumshanks replaces the pen with a pencil on furyne's paw*

Glumshanks: Better?

Furyne: Better.

Glumshanks: Good to hear. Oh, and Fury?

Furyne: Meow?

Glumshanks: Rest well and give it all you got tomorrow, okay?

For context: This is an idea I’ve had for my… AU of sorts?… involving the redesigns for the FNAF characters. Basically, what would happen if William felt guilty for what he done and helped Henry end it? Or, at least, until Cassidy and Fazbear Entertainment stepped in.

I’ve tried changing Scraptrap/William’s parts to fit his character but I don’t know if I nailed his speech pattern/hypothetical perspective. Or even if I have the timing down. I guess consider this a rough draft. (Btw: The parts in italics are the stuff I’ve written, though it should be obvious lol.)

All right, enough preambling. Put yourself back into the shoes of yourself listening to this for the first time. You’ve finally done everything right, only for Scrap Baby to taunt you in the darkness. You are on the edge of your seat, fearing the worst. You wait for the inevitable jumpscare/horrifying implication, only for a beep to break through the silence. However, unlike last time, the first voice speaking is someone you‘ve heard before.

Scraptrap…?

—

(Scraptrap)

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth… if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.

(Henry)

You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called.

You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.

(Scraptrap)

Do you even know where you are? Of course you don’t. You have been following in my shadow for so long. A fool that relentlessly chased for young souls always out of reach. Someone who prayed for sweet release once he found them.

(Henry)

But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.

And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.

(Scraptrap)

I am remaining as well, I am nearby.

Even though you resist as I once did, it is time to go. Everything that has led to this— the pain, the torment, the horrors— will finally fade away. For those who are still trapped in the corridors, don’t move. Wait for me. I will be with you shortly, for better or for worse.

(Henry)

For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you—

(Scraptrap)

I know where my actions will lead me, Henry. Farewell, old friend. Until we reach the other side, only to part again.

*Scraptrap leaves silently, only for some noises to imply he joined the flames*

(Henry)

My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you.

I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.

It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms.

This ends for all of us.