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"Yeah, I've been having nightmares. Dreams of being stalked through the station by a big yellow bear. I can't escape it. Every time I try to find a place to hide, or run away, he's already there," Troy confided to The Boss, over the phone.

"Troy," The Boss paused, "is the bear... Julius?"

Troy stopped for a moment, shocked to hear the words. "How the ******** did you know that?!" Troy demanded. The Boss, deciding not to further freak out her old buddy, hung up on him.

"Huh, that's kinda weird," she thought aloud. "Yo, Rab-bot! Where you at?" she called through the halls of Purgatory. Bonnie, in response to her call, fell face first through the ceiling in front of her. "What were you doing up-... nevermind. Did you kill Donnie with a car engine?" she asked her robotic friend.

Bonnie looked up to her, and nodded.

"Really? Huh... Why?" she continued to ask.

Bonnie stood up, and pointed a finger at her.

"Y-you killed Donnie for me?" she said, thrown aback.

Bonnie nodded once more.

"Th-that's so..." she hesitated, "that's so... sweet of you!" she gave Bonnie a big old hug. Bonnie returned the hug, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm gonna have to return the favor. Anytime you want, if there's someone you want dead, I'll kill 'em. Got it?" Bonnie nodded.

The two released their embrace. "So that explains the murder, but it doesn't explain the dream. If Julius visited both me and Troy, then..." she came to a realization. "Oh s**t, Gat!"
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Gat entered into Aisha's home. "Eesh, you home?" he called out to her.

"I'm over here, Johnny!" she shouted to him from the kitchen. Johnny walked through the house, and to the kitchen. "Since when do you cook?" he asked as he entered the kitchen.

When he got to the kitchen, Aisha wasn't there. All that was there was an ugly yellow Freddy Fazbear suit, lying limp against the refrigerator.

"That's right," Johnny remembered, "Eesh isn't here anymore."

"And whose fault is that?" Julius' voice taunted as the yellow bear stood to its feet.

"Julius," Gat said, immediately recognizing him by his voice, "how ya been?"

"I've been dead, Johnny. You damn well knew that," Julius-bear responded, with anger in his tone.

"Yeah I suppose I did," Gat said, pulling open a kitchen drawer, which had an assault rifle hidden inside, "not like you didn't deserve it though." Gat opened fire on the ugly yellow bear, emptying the clip on him, but all the bullets bounced off his shell.

"Still as impulsive to violence as ever. Can't you see this s**t is what lead to Aisha's death in the first place?" Julius-bear verbally prodded at his weak point, and he slowly closed the distance between him and Gat.

"And blowing up the Boss was what? A friendly warning? ******** off, Jules."

Julius-bear disappeared briefly, before reappearing right in Gat's face, and lifting him up by the neck. "Don't call me 'Jules,' you haven't earned that right."

Johnny looked down at Julius-bear as he was being choked out, and hawked a loogey on his face. Julius-bear, enraged, chucked Gat aside, through the doorway, and into the dining room. Julius-bear wiped his face, and then strode into the dining room to Gat. "You and the playa, you're just the same."

Johnny coughed out a chuckle "Well... y'know, there's a saying about dogs, and blowin' s**t up." Julius-bear kicked Johnny in the stomach. "Oof... besides, better I be like her than a b***h like you..."

Julius-bear lifted Gat up by his hair, and slammed him down, face first, into the glass dinner-table. "Don't you see, Gat? All this death and destruction you and the Saints are causing? You could drop it all, and be free of it!"

"What does it matter,when Eesh is already dead?" Gat mumbled, "Nothing's gonna bring her back."

"Is that what you think, Johnny?" Julius-bear whispered, lifting Gat back up. Julius-bear shoved Gat over to the wall, Gat slumping over, tired and worn out. Then, Julius-bear lifted his mask up, to reveal his skull. His entire lower jaw was covered with newly formed muscle-material, and the bullet-hole in his forehead squirted blood at random intervals. "What the ********...?"

"I'm being given a second chance at life, Johnny. And she can, too." Julius-bear turned his head to look over to the living room. The living room seemed to crumble in half, revealing a pathway into Hell. With molten lava all around, Gat saw in the distance, Aisha, crucified and crying. "Help me, Johnny!" she shouted out to him.

"Eesh!" Johnny screamed to her.

"What'll it be, Gat? Will you stay with the Saints, creating more destruction and despair with every moment of your existence, or will you drop your flags, and give Aisha a second chance at life?"

Johnny got up, and stumbled toward her. "Eesh, I'm gonna save you!" he shouted as he reached out. He walked forward until he reached the edge of the living room, but just before he stepped into Hell, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Don't do it, Mr. Gat!" a girl's voice said to him. Gat turned around, and it was Chica who had stopped him. "He's trying to trick you!"

Johnny looked back, and the pathway to Hell had disappeared. Julius-bear grumbled, "Don't interfere, you God damn duck!" he shouted at Chica.

"Hmph, first and foremost, I am a chicken," Chica corrected him, "And second, I am a Saint!" Chica shrieked as she lunged toward Julius-bear. He phased out, and let her fall to the ground, reappearing next to Gat, and grabbing him by the head. Julius-bear squeezed Gat's head, attempting to crush it like a little grape. Gat struggled, but Julius-bear's strength far surpassed his own. Chica then grabbed Julius-bear from behind, and started biting at his shell. Julius-bear got irritated, and tossed them both away, and then phased out once more.

Gat quickly got back to his feet, his head throbbing from Julius-bear's attack. "You okay, Chicky?" he asked Chica. Chica rolled around for a bit, having trouble getting back to her feet, but she eventually got it. "I'm fine, Mr. Gat, but where is Golden..."

Suddenly, a giant hand ripped off the rooftop. Julius-bear's hideous visage towered over the house. "I'm done playing around, Gat," his voice boomed over them like a God, "I gave you a chance to take the easy way, but you seem intent on everything ending in tragedy."

Julius-bear bawled his massive hand into a fist, and raised it high above the house, and then, slammed it down with the force of a thousand suns.
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Gat woke up in a cold sweat in his bedroom. He checked his clock. 8:07 AM. His alarm clock hadn't gone off, for some reason. Then, he noticed Chica standing awkwardly in the corner of his room, staring at him with her unblinking eyes. He put on his sunglasses, and tried to pretend he didn't remember the nightmare. "Hey, Chicky, how you doin'?" He said with a smile as he got out of bed. "Let's Eat!" she exclaimed. "That's right," he said to himself, "she doesn't say much other than that." Chica paused to think for a second, "Let's all have some Pizza!" she said after a moment thinking to herself. "Hah, sounds good. I'll order some up."

Half an hour later, someone came knocking on the door. Gat walked over to the door, and answered it, Pizza slice in hand. It was The Boss. "Gat, are you o-... are you having pizza without me?!"

"Come on in, Boss. There's plenty to go around," Gat invited her in, so The Boss entered, with Bonnie and Foxy following behind her.

Chica was sitting on the couch, watching the news while enjoying an entire pizza-pie. "Hey Ducky!" The Boss greeted Chica.

"Actually, Boss, I'm pretty sure she's a chicken," Gat corrected her.

"Really? Why didn't anybody tell me? I've been calling her a duck this whole time!" The Boss exclaimed.

That moment, somewhere in Stilwater, Pierce's palm involuntarily slapped him straight in the face. It didn't end well. Pierce ended up crashing his Humvee, and Freddy had to pull him out of the wreckage before the damn thing exploded. But nobody gives a s**t about Pierce, so let's get back to The Boss and Gat.

The Boss, Gat, Foxy, and Bonnie all grabbed some pizza and sat down with Chica around the television. The Boss had apparently forgotten the whole reason she came over to begin with. Then, a particular news story caught their attention.

"Rise of the Machines?" the header read, as Jane Valderama stood in front of a garage, closed off by police tape. "Tragedy strikes, and this unsuspecting garage may be the beginning of the end, as leaked footage shows us the true cause of the murder that took place two nights ago here at Donnie's garage. Viewers be warned, what you're about to see will be extremely violent."

The News cut to the security footage of Bonnie murdering Donnie in his workshop. "Holy s**t, that was ********' brutal, Rab-bot!" The Boss complimented her rab-botic companion.

"Is this just a horrible malfunction, or could this be the start of the Robot Revolution we've all feared? I'm Jane Valderama, Channel 6 news."

"You better step up ya game, Patchwork. Rab-bot's lookin' to outdo you," she teased Foxy. Then, her phone started ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket to answer it.

"Hello-Hello!" a familiar, disingenuous voice greeted her.

"Hello," she said back to him in a disinterested manner, as she continued to eat her pizza with the gang.

"You uhh probably don't remember me, but ahh I work for fr- Fazbear Entertainment. I worked the uhhh night-shift at Freddy's, p-before you."

"Fascinating," she was still completely disinterested in what he had to say.

"W-well, we're calling about a uhh News Report that aired recently. Y'see, initially, we thought that you had uhh been... 'caught' by the animatronic characters, and that some vandals came in and took the characters. If that were the case, though, then the animatronics would have simply returned to the restaurant after uhh... 'dealing with' the vandals. However, since you have clearly answered your phone, and after seeing what Bonnie has done on the uhh TV report, we at Fazbear Entertainment can only assume that you uhh stole them."

"Who the ******** is 'Bonnie'?" she asked.

"Uhh Bonnie the Bunny...?"

"Bonnie the B- You mean Rab-bot?" she asked with an irritated tone.

"His uhh proper name is Bonnie."

"He's a boy, you dumb-a**."

"It's uhhh alliteration," he clarified.

"Then ******** call him 'Benny the Bunny,' or 'Robert the Rabbit' or some s**t. Don't give him a girl's name."

"Huh, that's not a bad idea... So anyway uhm... we're pressing charges, and your court-date is scheduled for next week. So, uhhh... I guess we'll see you then."

"Whatever," she hung up on him, and focused her attention fully on the pizza.

"Who was that?" Gat asked.

"Some guy from Freddy's. Remind me to call Lee, 'cause we gotta go to court next week."

"Sure thing, Boss," Gat reclined in his seat, and sipped a beer.