Not thrilled about this week's title, but I was stuck and just wanted the dang thing up.







So here we are, winding down. Two more to go, assuming I don't split them up a bit more. There's a whole lot of dialogue coming.







FNAF and all its characters belong to Scott Cawthon.











PANEL 1:



Goldie: C'mon, enough laying around. You were out forever; Fredbear gave Foxy and Bonnie a story about you getting whalloped in the head by a Chop 'N Roll.



Springtrap: Fredbear's here?



PANEL 2:



Goldie: Yeah, he said you'd probably want to talk to him once you were up and moving again.



Springtrap: Oh, trust me. I do.



Goldie: You're gonna hit him, aren't you.



Springtrap: Maybe.



PANEL 3:



Goldie: So what really happened in there?



Springtrap: I got to talk to somebody I should've had a real talk with decades ago. ...I think we got some stuff settled, finally.



PANEL 4:



Fredbear: Ah, you're up. Good.



Springtrap: We need to talk.



Fredbear: I know, that's why I waited around. Follow me.

