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Chapter 8: Mama defeated
No sooner were all three characters through the door than Freddy suddenly began to shimmer.
“Uh, Freddy? You good?” Bendy questioned as the brown bear began to grow more and more transparent.
The Neighbor tried to put his hand on the animatronic’s shoulder, only for it to pass right through.
“I don’t… I don’t feel very good, guys.” Freddy admitted.
“Don’t leave yet!” Bendy yelped. “We haven’t even started!”
“If you leave, I will never forgive you. You better stay right there.” the Neighbor helpfully added.
Freddy closed his eyes and grunted as though going through an internal struggle until finally, finally, he coalesced back into a solid form.
“What? It didn’t work?” Monika complained.
“Guess you’re just not strong enough to do it yet. Oh well.” Flowey didn’t actually sound all that disappointed.
“Well, what do you suggest, then?” Monika asked, an edge in her voice.
Flowey didn’t seem to notice the heat in her tone. “Do you still retain your capacity for corrupting files?” he asked.
Monika grinned. And it wasn’t healthy grin. “How could I ever forget?”
The Player booted up Tattletail. They spawned in, walked outside the bedroom, and saw the trio milling around in the hallway outside.
“About time you showed up,” the Neighbor complained.
“Heh. You’re almost as short as me now!” Bendy said. And, sure enough, the little demon was now almost at their eye level, while Freddy and Mr. Peterson towered above them.
“Alright. What are we supposed to be doing here?” the Player asked.
“Well, let’s think about it logically. You -” Bendy was abruptly cut off by the sudden sound of a feminine voice.
“Mama’s coming!” the newcomer said.
Chills ran up everyone’s backs.
“I’m going to assume that this is not very good,” the Neighbor speculated.
“Go!” Bendy yelled, shoving the player back towards their room. Back to my room? “Finish the game before she kills us all!”
The Player stumbled into their room, remembering that they were already on the last night and that they needed to grab the Tattletail. They did, the toy strangely silent for once.
The Player returned to see the three figures blocking the hallway in front of him, facing a pair of red eyes in the darkness of the living room.
“Get lost,” recommended the Neighbor. He hefted his shovel.
“I like you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t kill you,” said Freddy. He raised his microphone, almost like he was about to burst into song.
Mama laughed. “My babies have something to tell you…” she said in that terrifying sing-song voice she had.
Bendy laughed. “Those toys? What are they going to do?”
Suddenly, a second pair of red eyes appeared in the darkness of the living room. Then a third. Then a fourth. Then more and more and more, dozens more, too many to count.
Mama simply smiled as her babies moved into the light towards their enemies.
“Oh. They’ll kill you. That’s what.”
“Run!” yelled Bendy, already growing into his larger form. “I’ll hold them off!”
The child, the bear, and the Neighbor didn’t question the demon’s judgement as they took off for the basement.
The Tattletails surrounded Bendy as he grew and grew. “Are you still salty because I beat you in that rap battle?” he asked as he was encircled.
Mama paused. “What are you talking about? Did you even read the comments section? I won.” she hissed.
Bendy laughed. “Yup. Still salty.” he joked.
Mama roared, a sound that would have frightened the Devil. And the mass of demonic Tattletails charged as one.
Meanwhile, the remaining threesome dashed down the basement steps, Freddy or Mr. Peterson batting away the occasional Tattletail that decided to get their way. They charged through the underground room and reached the three Tattletails sitting on chairs, preparing their “party”.
“Uh, you know what to do, I’m assuming?” Freddy asked.
“Oh, crap. I mean, yeah. Totally. Stay here.” the Player said, before running off in search of the supplies that the Tattletails required.
“I’ll, uh, stay here and… guard the Tattletails, I guess,” Freddy said.
“Leave it to you to pick the easiest job,” the Neighbor complained, before running off into the darkness in search of the Player.
He caught sight of him and stood by his side, gasping for breath. “Don’t you dare run off like that ever again,” he panted.
The Player was too busy gathering everything required for the party. Soon enough, everything had been gathered. The room turned red as the Tattletails chanted demonically around the pentagram.
Right on cue, Mama appeared in the room with her army of evil Tattletails. Bendy was nowhere to be seen.
“One last stand?” asked Freddy.
“Didn’t really expect it to end this early.” replied the Neighbor.
Time to go back to sleep… Mama said in her extremely evil-sounding voice.
The Tattletails charged.
“YARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!” yelled the Neighbor got bit by one on the forearm. Blood dripped down on the floor as he wildly tried to shake off the toy.
Freddy, meanwhile, had been pushed over and was now on the floor, being overwhelmed by a swarm of the multicolored Furby spinoffs. Electricity dangerously sparked through the air from both the bear and his attackers.
Mama strode through the carnage, directly towards the Player as they desperately shook their flashlight.
Good night, honey, Mama gloated.
She lunged.
“STOP!!” yelled the Player in total horror.
For a second, she did. Was that a hint of regret in those demonic eyes?
The good (as good as they could be, anyway) Tattletails had finally finished their chant. The floating VHS tape abruptly exploded, filling the whole room with light until the Player’s screen was awash in a blinding red.