A New Light Part 1
Just an old short story I found explaining the story of Lindsay fixing the Toy animatronics, nothing too big or fancy. Just a nice short story. Enjoy!
Plot: Lindsay and the Cutting Crew are celebrating Freddy's birthday, and everyone is happy! Well....almost everyone...
Lindsay: How's the cake coming, Chef?
Chef: Perfect! Blood, Madame Kingsland?
Lindsay: *hands him the blood* Fresh blood!
Fozie: Looks great, Moustache. Did Redhead help?
Lindsay: Moustache? That's the best nickname you can come up with?..
Fozie: What do you know, Redhead?!
Chef: Guys. Cake is ready.
Meredith: Looks lovely, guys! Great job.
Jack: Yeah, I want a slice! *slices a small sliver and takes the whole cake*
Chef: *slaps him* Jack. Come on. Let us take this to Freddy!
Lindsay: I'll take some to Parts/Services. I think they would like this..
Chef: I'll go with you. You guys take the rest!
Sodapop: Let's roll! *revves wheels*
.*Fozie and Jack jump on Sodapop as he's driving off, with Meredith flying behind them*
Chef: Let's move.
Lindsay: Right! So....who's in Parts/Services anyway?
Chef: The scrapped Toy animatronics, a few nice endoskeletons, and an unfinished remodel of myself that will probably want to kill us.
Lindsay: Oh, oka-WAIT, WHAT!?
Chef: Relax, we will be fine....just take your gun.
Lindsay: I never leave home without it....*sighs and starts loading it*
.*Chef and Lindsay walk backstage into Parts/Services*
Chef: You think they'll like this cake?
Lindsay: Considering they have been stuck in this dark room all day, I think this'll be a nice suprise....
Chef: True....Well, there he is....*Top Chef is leaned against a wall*
Lindsay: Oh my.....that's an animatronic?
Chef: Yes....I was going to be replaced, but then The Cutting Crew came along and thus I'm still here.
Lindsay: Should we give him some cake?
Chef: Sure....your funeral, though...
Lindsay: *nervously sets a slice down for him* Hey fella.....Do you like cake?
Top Chef: *Eye lights up* ........HUMANHUMANHUMANHUMAN-*repeats and grabs Lindsay's neck*
Lindsay: *grabs gun and shoots his eye, knocking him against a wall*
Chef: Run! *runs further into the dark room with Lindsay and hides behind endoskeletons*
Lindsay: Are we safe!?
Chef: I assume....
???: Relax, he won't find you here....
.*Lindsay and Chef turn to see Toy Freddy, Toy Chica, Toy Bonnie, and Mangle behind them*
Lindsay: We have cake!
Toy Bonnie: Really? Oh gosh, thanks you guys! Who are you two, anyway?
Chef: I'm the Chef, and this is my human partner, Lindsay.
Toy Chica: Nice to meet you two...I've heard of you guys. Though I've never seen you two in person...You're very pretty, Lindsay....
Lindsay: Oh, thanks....so are you....but what happened to your waist?
Toy Chica: *missing half her torso* Oh, that Chef thing has activated more than once....
Toy Freddy: He sees everyone as uncut meat....and that's against his programming.....
Lindsay: You guys look terrible....I'm sorry your restaurant was taken from you...
Mangle: *radio static* Yo....u.r......n.i....ce....Li...n...d.s...a...y....
Lindsay: *looks at Mangle's voice box* Wow....you're bent up bad....Those people must've hurt you.....
Toy Chica: All of us were hurt.....once loved....now abandoned....
Lindsay: Well, that's what the old models felt like...No one deserves to live like this. I'm going to fix you all.
Mangle: Re...all.....y?!.......Tha....nk....yo-*radio static*
Toy Bonnie: I can't wait!
Toy Chica: You can fix my eyes and beak!
Toy Freddy: We can't ever thank you enough.....But what use will we have? We'll still be broken down old junk....
Chef: Don't you say that! Maybe you can help us around the restaurant. You know, cooking, fixing, even some performing...
Toy Bonnie: Gosh, that sounds great....but how will we ever convince management to let us do that?
Lindsay: Leave that to me. I have a way of convincing people....*loads gun and walks out of Parts/Services*
Chef: Ok then....So. Let's fix you guys up.
Top Chef: HUMANHUMANHUMANHUMANHUMAN.......
END OF PART 1