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After everything that's happened in the span of like a day, it was terrifying to think that she had genuinely been left wondering if she'd ever feel the sun bathe on her skin again.
And to think back on that doubt now that she can feel her skin under the lukewarm sunlight of a barely rising sun, the still soft oranges reflecting her eyes...
Cassie wanted to let out a sob; she made it. But instead she just stood there, basking in the moment, processing that yes; despite everything, she had just escaped the hell now located right behind her. She stood and stared out at the open sky, still dark and with a few stars out, the oranges of the incoming morning peeking into the horizon, shining a soft warm light over the decrepit building that once used to be like her second home, the Mega PizzaPlex.
But she didn't claw her way out alone. She's not the only one who got to see the sky and feel the first morning rays embrace their forms. On her way back, she did her hardest to make up to every other abandoned heart, finding a few more clues along the way, too, painting a picture that only heightened her thoughts. And together they stood tall. Like since when she was little. Like it should always have been. Before those two ever showed up to ruin everything.
Roxanne had one eye at least, donated by Chica who was happy to have her voice back, Monty had been rescued from the water and rebooted (Cassie had never intended to electrocute him,) the Daycare Attendant was happy to help especially after having been helped, and the Freddy Prototype even had his head back-- which certainly must have been no easy task for Cassie to find! ... and a handful of the Mini Music Men, they were there too, yeah. Gremlins. Cassie absolutely refused to leave anybody behind (she's not like Gregory.)
And that also includes the one and only, Glamrock Bonnie. Long thought to be gone. The rabbit was arguably in the worst condition of them all, being totally unresponsive, having to be carried by the others. It was even questionable if there was any hope for him, but again, Cassie refused to leave anybody behind.
They all were what's left of her family, and she'll do what's necessary to take care of them, like they have taken care of her helping her escape a terrible fate.
β β β
It's been like what, a couple weeks? A month or two? Cassie took all the robots under her wing, sheltering them in her old home... Turns out her Dad had been up to some stuff since her mother's shady death.
There was an entire bunker underground duplicating the house, and she took it over, living in secrecy, safe and sound with her family.
The past while has been spent trying to repair them, fortunately there were a few things her Dad had left behind that wound up useful; she managed to give Chica an endo arm as she was missing one, and while Monty hasn't gotten his legs yet they managed to reconstruct his lower torso- meaning legs were the next step, but at least he could sit more properly again. The Prototype Freddy had a lot of debris and other metal junk stabbing into his body, and Cassie arduously plucked them out herself with tools left by her Dad. Cassie herself was getting better-- she still occasionally got dizzy spells, would wince when stepping on her foot wrong shooting pain up her shin, and would feel her arm get sore from time to time; one couldn't expect her to come out unscathed from an attempted murder via an elevator drop.
It was slow, but they were coming back together. They were going to.
Aside from that, they needed parts, which was where things began getting a little more complicated. Her Dad's secret workshop was full of useful things, but not everything necessary for full repairs... but that was when something new came to light.
Cassie still had that creepy Security Mask, though had long left the V.A.N.N.I. Network which had no coverage outside the PizzaPlex. Still, looks like the mask has a few distinct functions without the network. The past while has been spent getting used to these features as well, even proving to be useful in detecting parts compatible for repairing her peers!
But that's not all.
The mask seemed to function like a detector of Fazbear Entertainment technology through places, from electronic toys to accessories to equipment and even animatronics. A little more testing with such features and the possibility of even hacking into these objects was very palpable. But Cassie of course wasn't interested in wasting time doing malicious cyber-activities, just what was necessary to help her and her family.
β β β
Though after enough time, she found something... familiar. Her lost remaining family member. One who still needs rescuing... probably the most out of them all.
She doesn't immediately dive into it, trying to be safe, spending some time verifying if she was correct.
Eventually, a day where the sun had just set, Cassie puts on the mask, trying to set up a remote communication. With it on, she can see Helpi sitting on the edge of the work table where Bonnie has been laying, like a patient in intensive care-- no doubt the little bear will be an 'audience' of sorts.
Cassie first tries verifying the stability of the connection, managing to access optical and auditory reception of the 'stray' animatronic she's trying to reach, able to see and hear his surroundings-- she doesn't think she recognizes the area, but at least nobody seems to be immediately present with him; good. Before the access can raise alarm in his system, she throws her two cents.
" H... hello...? Can you... hear me...? "
She gingerly asks, almost fearful of what this communication might reward with, but also unimaginable anticipation. It was like she was speaking right into his head. She spares a look over at Helpi to give her the courage to continue.
" Is... is that really you... Glamrock Freddy...? "
