Cute idea, that could work as story idea too. But imagine if the company had made little puppy animatronic versions of Fetch, that nobody know about? Imagine if Lefty's kids had found a abandoned box with a few still working ones left & brought them back home?
“We just think this is the kind of stuff... Lefty deals with...”
Oscar looked at his two friends, who had shown up unannounced at the house, which wasn’t hated, but they usually called ahead, they had just appeared in the late afternoon.
“So you can’t tell your parents?” Oscar asked; he knew what Lefty dealt with and hoped it wasn’t what he thought it could be.
“No,” Isaac answered, “We wouldn’t have come here... not to be rude, but this house usually.... attracts bizarre company...”
Oscar understood, he knew they weren’t being rude, they were saying the truth. Plushtrap had made appearances before with Nightmarionne, who would keep him sedated enough to not attack, aside from a snide remark and a threat with a snap of his teeth, Nightmarionne could always confiscate his sunglasses. Oscar would not like to be alone with Plushtrap after everything, and he was glad Nightmarionne kept him on a “tight leash” when he was around, the worse he had seen Plushtrap do was eat the orange juice carton, forcing Lefty to go and buy more orange juice.
At this point, Funtime Freddy was also in the house, while he was actually in the garage, he didn’t really come out unless to bother Lefty about when he would fix BonBon, only for him to explain it was a step by step process and he hadn’t gotten all the parts yet. Funtime Freddy kept quiet enough that Oscar forgot where he was, sometimes he heard him creaking in the garage when he moved, he swore sometimes he was talking to himself which wouldn’t surprise anyone considering who he was.
Isaac shoved forward the box he found, across the table, Oscar looked at the sides, trying to see if it had a label.
“So you just found it near the train tracks?” Oscar questioned the origins of where it came from.
“What were you kids doing at the train tracks also?” Ralpho asked, munching on a peach, he looked more intimidating with his correct size, since he kept to a promise, Lefty restored his height saying he could easily turn him back into a little bunny at the drop of a hat.
“That isn’t your business,” Isaac said not wanting to talk to him.
“I just assume normal teenager stuff then...” Ralpho replied, “Like smoking.”
“We weren’t smoking,” Isaac rolled his eyes.
“Then what were you doing?”
“Haven’t you got something better to do?” Isaac asked, sounding quite annoyed by him, not pleased with the fact he was interrogating them.
“Other than existing? No,” Ralpho gave him a big smile like he was intentionally trying to annoy him, which isn’t surprising considering his mischievous personality and his tendency to border on a nuisance.
“Do you know what's in the box?” Oscar questioned, poking it slightly, obviously, it didn’t do anything but he hoped if something was awake in there, it would jump out at him and confirm if it was alive.
“No, but's like... a little heavy...” Raj answered this time, “We figured we'd bring it to Lefty.”
“Well, Lefty isn’t coming back until later...” Oscar answered, it being Friday, Lefty was working later than he usually would, promising he'd be back by eight, possibly bringing food.
“I can look!” Ralpho walked over, “I'm not a little scaredy-cat.”
“How do you know it is something that is Fazbear related?” Oscar asked.
“Their logo is on the bottom of the box...” Raj answered.
“Maybe a box of full of stuffed animals, based on the size,” Ralpho grabbed the sides, he lifted it off the table and shook it violently.
Ralpho instantly stopped and his pupils shrunk, he dropped the box back onto the dining table.
“Okay, something's alive in there...” Oscar pulled it forward and pressed his ear against it, hearing another bark.
“Should we open it??” Raj looked for anyone to answer.
Oscar hesitated on the answer, the right thing would be waiting for Lefty, but how could he explain a box that barks?
“Yes,” Ralpho answered, he grabbed the tape that sealed the box and ripped it off.
“But what if-??” Oscar immediately questioned his actions.
“I'm just opening it!!” Ralpho yelled digging his fingers under the flap and tearing the top open.
“Weird bunny...” Isaac remarked.
“This is why I hate kids...” Ralpho opened the flaps and looked inside.
“What is it??” Oscar asked, “Do we need to call Lefty?”
Ralpho's eyes widen and he looked around before looking back in the box, “We should call animal control.”
Oscar wanted to ask why when Ralpho reached in his hand and lifted out a small puppy.
“It's a box full of puppies????” Oscar yelled completely confused.
“No... no...” Ralpho turned the puppy in his hand, “It's a robot... like Fetch!”
The puppy opened its eyes, looking at the boys, it began letting out little squeaky barks, Oscar saw the similarities to Fetch, but Fetch was a full-size dog that was about the size of a Retriever, this thing had fit into Ralpho's hands.
“Little Fetch puppies...?”
Oscar would have hesitated but he remembered how good Fetch was, Ralpho put in his hands, the puppy looked happy, wagging its little tail and looking at him with glowing blue eyes.
Oh well one difference, Fetch had orangey-yellow eyes.
“The box is full of them.... some don’t work by the looks of it...” Ralpho pulled another one out, this one was a different colour, looking like a border collie, “You want one?” He held out to Isaac.
“Not really... but okay...” Isaac took the puppy, who started to whine at him, Isaac had brought it closer to his face to look into its eyes, only for it to lick the tip of his nose.
“Oh, it's friendly!” Raj proclaimed after seeing that.
“Lefty never mentioned Fetch was made into little puppies...” Ralpho remarked.
“Maybe he didn’t know? There's some stuff he doesn’t know right?” Isaac asked.
It appeared that was the truth, Oscar was sure Lefty would have mentioned it if he knew.
Five little puppies out of thirty, Oscar was kind of sad most of them appeared to be broken, either by neglect or lack of power. They were innocent in this, they hadn’t done anything bad.
They did act like puppies, going around, sniffing everything, licking their hands and faces, wanting to go outside, one puppy had tugged on Isaac's shoelace and pulled it loose, playing a version of Tug of war until Isaac lifted the puppy off the floor. Oscar didn’t know if they required food, but he thought about using the box as a bed for them, maybe putting in a pillow or a blanket, knowing he'd have to tell Lefty these puppies are here to stay as they couldn’t let them run around.
“Are you sure Fetch is going to... attack them or something?” Oscar asked, he didn’t want Fetch to come in and act aggressively, he knew Fetch attacked and killed other dog who had attacked Greg, but this was different and Oscar didn’t necessarily know what would happen.
“That's a stupid idea, Fetch wouldn’t, now he might growl at them,” Ralpho answered.
“Where is he?” Isaac asked.
“He's upstairs... probably asleep,” Oscar answered.
“So...” Isaac had started to pet the puppy's head, “Do we tell everyone else? Like whose home right now?”
“Millie and Sarah are out, I think Matt and Spring are asleep, Stanley should be back in an hour, Hazel's at a friend's house, Alec took his skateboard and went out, maybe he went to GameStop, Pete and Greg are in their rooms.”
“Hey, how many are we suppose to have?” Ralpho asked.
“Five,” Oscar confirmed, he was still holding the one with blue eyes, he started to wonder if they were all called “Fetch”, or if they had different names, or if they didn’t have names, they didn’t have any collars, the only ways to tell them apart were the patterns and the eye colours.
Oscar looked into the box, the one that was originally sitting in the box was now gone.
He looked around and realised he had one, Ralpho had one sitting on his top hat, Isaac and Raj each had one in their arms.
“Well... where could it have gone?” Isaac asked.
Oscar started to think of a lot of places it could go, it could have gotten outside, it could have gotten into another room like the garage, it could have gone somewhere that is impossible to get to.
Oscar turned to the stairway, he saw Greg standing there, Fetch was standing next to him, Oscar noticed Greg was holding a puppy.
“Are you responsible for this?” Greg asked in a tone that made it sounded like an accusation.
Ralpho pointed at Isaac, “It was him.”
“What??!” Isaac shouted at him immediately sounding angry.
“Don’t point fingers Ralpho,” Greg said defusing the argument, he then turned his attention to Oscar, “You have to call Lefty.”
“But this isn’t a problem.”
“It isn’t a fun surprise,” Greg argued, “I mean Lefty is going to ask questions regardless.”
Oscar knew that, “How did you find that one?”
“Fetch kept trying pawing under the bed, he knew,” Greg gestured to the dog, he placed the puppy down on the ground, the puppy trotted off and Fetch followed it.
“Well he's acting friendly,” Oscar nodded, the puppy sat down as did Fetch, watching it attentively.
Oscar knew the tone, “Yes, yes, I'll call Lefty.”
Getting ahold of Lefty at work was easy, Lefty always had his mobile phone on him, more exactly, in his hat, he seemed to have a pocket inside the hat where he kept several small items. Oscar had seen him pull out things like money, keys, a deck of cards, a notepad and pen, a matchbox, his pocket watch and a pack of chewing gum, he had half the mind to believe Lefty's red top hat was possibly enchanted and just had unlimited space to store items.
Oscar sat in his room, he took the puppy he had, he debated a name, if possible, while he dialled for Lefty.
It rang four times before Oscar heard: “Hello?”
“Hi Lefty,” Oscar replied.
“Everything alright Oscar?” He asked, this was standard, Lefty always asked if everything was okay whenever someone called him from work.
“Oh... I wanted to ask about Fetch.”
“Fetch? What about Fetch?” Lefty sounded confused.
“Did the company ever make more than one Fetch?”
“No, not as far as I know,” Lefty answered him then added, “They planned for like these Puppy Prototypes but I've only seen blueprints, why are you asking?”
“Oh, not just blueprints...” Lefty immediately understood it, Oscar heard him take a breath and say, “Okay, so how many?”
“Thirty.... but only five work.”
“Alright, so is it okay?”
“Yep, I've got one, Isaac, Greg, Raj and Fetch have the other four... Fetch appears okay with them.”
“Perhaps Fetch indirectly recognises them because of how similar they would look to him,” Lefty suggested.
“Okay Oscar, so I have to get back to work, but I'll bring home dinner, and I'll see them for myself, keep them out of trouble and keep yourself safe.”
“Bye,” Oscar ended the call. He looked at the puppy that was in his hands, thinking it was strange how it could just fit in his hands, a little robot, not even Spring JR could fit into his hands, the smallest robot was Lonely Freddy as far as he knew, Lonely Freddy was 2.6 feet, Helpy was 2.8 feet, and Plushtrap stood at 3.4 feet.
He brushed his hand over its head, watching the ears lower, and the eyes close, Oscar felt the soft fur patch on its head, exactly like Fetch, but smaller.
“I like the name Blizzard...” Oscar said, he could see all the unique patterns were like flecks of snow on the ground.
“Puppies!!” Oscar could hear Hazel's voice downstairs.
Typical 10-year-old reaction he thought.
