The electrician and CEO walked through the restaurant, going through the hallways and up to the main stage. The two humans were much older now, both of them nearing retirement.

The animatronics were in sleep mode in their normal spots, silent and unmoving. Even Freddy was out for the count, and that was saying something.

"Alright, do it." The CEO said flatly as they made their way in front of the animatronics, sighing afterwards. The electrician pulled out a screwdriver, and began messing with the backs of them all, one by one. Shutting them down. Freddy came first, because they knew if he woke up and saw them messing with the others, they probably wouldn't see the light of day again.

Bonnie came next. He awoke just as Freddy was being shut down. Eyes widening, he began to rise from the stage to do something, but was grabbed by the CEO before he could move too far. He let out a frantic cry, followed by a pained yelp when the screwdriver hit his motherboard. He powered off not even seconds later, going limp.

"It's been an interesting twenty years." He said quietly, walking over to Chica. She was just starting to wake up when he powered her down last.

Looking at the animatronics that he created by his own hands, the electrician walked off of the stage. He trod towards Pirate Cove, walking up to the still sleeping out-of-service robot fox. Powering him down as well, just like the others, he sighed. Looking to the CEO, he waited for commands.

"Good man." He said, taking a look at them all. "We'll haul them to the basement soon."

The two humans walked away, leaving the four robots alone.

They stood cold and lifeless, waiting for help or a sign of hope that would never come.

Hours ticked by quickly, and the workers finally came with different lifting and carrying equipment.

The animatronics were grabbed, shoved, and knocked around like scrap metal. They were all painfully tossed into corners once they reached the basement, one by one. Some were lucky enough to just land on the floor, but the others skidded across the concrete and slammed their heads into walls,

It wouldn't have been too bad, but none of them were properly shut down. The quick hack job made them unable to move, but they all could still hear and feel everything.

The workers were careless and cold, making jokes about how ugly they were. They could hear every word.

Freddy wasn't angry anymore. His heart was breaking. And no matter how much he tried to cry, he couldn't. He desperately wanted to comfort them all. Even if he wasn't forgiven, he still wanted to apologize.

He struggled against his own programming, his own joints, just to attempt to move. He tried his best, but he couldn't.

It felt like hours of struggling, but he finally gave up. There was no hope, not for him.

He had truly messed up. Everything was his fault.

He laid there, waiting for some sort of sign, some sort of promise that things would be okay. All he needed was one last little sign of hope, and he'd be able to make it through until their morning came.

There were no windows, so he couldn't tell if it was day or night.

All he could do was wait.

His eyes flickered open.

How long had he been out? He honestly didn't know. It felt like a second. It could have been days, weeks, months, he didn't know.

There was a thin layer of dust on him, much to his disgust. It had obviously been more than just a minute. Grimacing, he brushed it off. Grunting at the fact he could move his arm again, he tested all of his joints.

Sitting up, he rubbed his face. He was surprised he could move, but didn't question it. He struggled to stand, but fell again. Making a loud 'clang' ring out when his body hit the floor, he coughed, closing his eyes.

When they reopened, his eyes drifted up to the rest of the room.

Bonnie and Chica were straight across from him, leaning on each other. Their jaws were slack, and they were both sitting limp. It looked as if the humans had attempted to renovate them with new parts, but he wasn't sure. They looked different.

Lifting his paw up to feel his own face, he was surprised that he had been changed as well. It was like he was in a fully new exoskeleton. His face felt more 'boxy', and he had two mock-buttons on his chest under his bow tie. Despite the new appearance, he was dirty, and showing cracks. What had happened? How long had he been out?

"F-Freddy?"

Freddy looked up. Swiveling his ears to pinpoint the voice, he turned his head to the side. Blinking to adjust to the unlit room, his eyes widened when he saw what he did.

Foxy was awake and active as well, his gold eye glowing in the darkness. Freddy lowered his arms to his side, looking him over. It seemed as if his height was reduced by a bit, and was just a bit taller than Bonnie. He still looked torn apart, but his jaw didn't seem to be broken anymore. His eyes also seemed to be fixed.

They exchanged stares for a while. Freddy's eyes welled with tears, and his head dipped. Foxy sat unmoving, tilting his head a bit.

"Foxy," Freddy began, stumbling over his own words in his mind. "I'm s-so sorry, Foxy...I-I shouldn't have-...I'm so ashamed..."

There was another silence between them. Freddy was able to gather himself back together, wiping any tears away. He looked desperately at Bonnie and Chica, searching for any sign of life. Anything to indicate that they were okay.

"I ruined this family's happiness," He hissed softly. The sight and silence of everything made rage build in his stomach. Not at them, not at anything around him, but at himself. He was shaking, gritting his teeth. "I'm truly a monster."

Foxy listened to him carefully. His own ears drooped a bit. Sighing, he shook his head. "U-uh...'Ye ain't a monster, Freddy..."

"What makes you say that?" The bear snapped sarcastically, his gaze becoming harsh on the young fox. "I've done so much bad in my life."

Pausing, he looked down at his hand. Opening and closing it slowly, his ears fell. "I've been so angry. When you were made, you were just put straight into the path of everything. I didn't mean a word of it...I never wanted to hurt you, or any of us."

Foxy studied his face. Frowning still, he narrowed his eyes, looking for any trace of lying. Seeing none, his ears twitched a bit. He was still unsure and wary.

"What happened to make 'ye so...angry?"

The bear froze up. He stuttered for a moment, looking for some sort of distraction to avoid the subject. He didn't know what to do; finally tell the truth, or continue his act of not knowing?

He opened his mouth to speak. Just as he began, there was a giggle.

Both animatronics snapped their heads in the direction of it. It had came from the closet. Foxy's ears flattened to his skull, and he crawled closer to Freddy. Freddy pulled him closer in a protective way without question, glaring around the room.

"F-Freddy?" Foxy whispered, not taking his eyes off of the closet. Freddy grunted in recognition, his ears perked and listening for anything else.

"I-I forgive 'ya..."

The bear looked down at the fox. His ears relaxed a bit, and a small smile came across his face. "...Thank you, Foxy."

Hearing the giggle from the closet again, Freddy growled. Motioning for Foxy to stay in place, he struggled for a second in attempt to stand. Finally getting on his feet, he wobbled for a moment. Gaining his balance, he walked towards the door slowly.

Static filled his vision in spurts, making him stop and hold his face. Shaking it off quickly, he reached for the doorknob.

Pulling the door open, a mass of static and screeching filled his ears. Screaming mutely in pain, he fell backwards, trying to shake it off. In the mass of confusion, he could only make out three things. Foxy's frantic voice, a dingy, yellow bear that flickered from his vision, and the pale face.

"W-WHO ARE YOU?" He roared out, not able to hear his own voice. Hysterical laughter overlapped the static.

"It's me."

Freddy powered down.

Author's Note: Wow, guys. I don't know what to say. This is the first fanfiction I've ever finished. (Is it bad I can't remember any of the chapters past chapter 3?)

I honestly can't thank you all enough for the kind reviews and the support. To be fully honest, I didn't expect anybody to like this. At all. I've been terrified to write out any of my fanfiction ideas for the past three years, just in fear of not finishing them or nobody caring. I'm so glad I wrote this.

You guys cared. I seriously can't thank you enough. Reading your reviews always cheered me up.

Thank you all. The people who reviewed, who didn't review, who favorited and followed, I don't care who you are. I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I'd also like to thank Purest of the Hearts, seinnnnnn, KudleyFan93, The Ghost-Ninja Guy, LevitatingPiez, Anon Jules, Anon foxyondarun, and Unknown Forgotten Friend for the reviews. I love you guys so much.

I did beta reading myself, so I apologize for any typos!

Reviewer Spotlight: All of you! I love you all. No, seriously.

Song Spotlight: Today's spotlight song is a special song. The song is "Ghost" by Mystery Skulls. It's the song that actually generated this entire fanfiction in my mind. You wouldn't have read this if it wasn't for that song, so go listen to it. (I suggest looking up the lyrics by the user "TheProjectMJ" on Youtube. That's the only version I can find that isn't the animated version.)

Today's Question: WHO'S THAT POKÉMON? (Sorry, kinda running on fumes.)

Answered Questions!:

Anon Jules: "Hey, I was simply wondering if you'd tell me what you'll call the sequel, because I don't have an account, and I can't follow you. I can only search the name of the fanfiction. Can ya help me out?"

Answer: Most certainly! The next fanfiction in line will be called "BoC: A Fazbear Family Christmas" (I know. It sounds cheesy. I may not do this one, but I'm not sure.), and the direct sequel will be called "Brothers of Circuits 2: Wrath of the Master".

Anon foxyondarun: "Is it me or is the very last bit copied? I hope it wasn't intentional, and if it isn't, please fix."

Answer: Not quite sure what you mean by that. Do you mean Bonnie's speech, or the last sentence?

That was the original "Bonnie Speech" I wrote before the first one (And before chapter 1, actually!), and I kinda forgot about it until I was sifting through drafts of the story. I decided to add it because...well, why not? Haha!

I could've sworn I typed the last sentence somewhere else, but I don't know. Sometimes I purposely repeat sentences from previous chapters to give a sense of déjà vu to the readers. (I loved it when other readers would do stuff like that~) But I can't remember. Curse my small brain!

Don't worry, my friends! This isn't the last adventure of Freddy and the gang. You'll see them all again December 1st, hopefully! Thank you for all of the love and support, you guys are the best!

Happy Thanksgiving!