TW/// Themes of Insanity, Longing, Near Death Experiences, electrocution.

Think of these thoughts as limitless light,
Exposing closing circuitry of fright!

Golden Freddy knew he wasn't a good person all his life. He knew that was a fact. But now, he was going to try and make up for this. He was going to be better. He was going to become a better person.

'How hard could it be?' He thought to himself.

Oh, how foolish he was.

Think of each moment holding this breath,
As death minute in decimal.

He looked over at Rosie. He knew she would help him. She helped the Scarlet King, so he knew no one was beyond her help. Absolutely no one. Plushtrap, Candy, Spring Bonnie, and Puppet, however, begged to differ. But Rosie told them to wait and see.

Wait and see they did.

Resident minor, how do you plead?
We'll need your testimony on the stand.

Golden Freddy felt like he was constantly being judged no matter where he went in the park. Rosie tried to help, but there was really nothing she could do with this feeling. Besides, he knew he deserved it.

Solemnly swear to tell the whole truth,
So help you son, now raise your right hand.

Golden Freddy couldn't even escape the judgement in his dreams. He kept seeing this....weird version of himself. He dubbed it Pyrite. Fool's Gold. Whatever it was, it kept trying to tempt him back to his old ways. But he always told it to go get bent.

But it was tempting. But he knew it wasn't right.

Father your honor, may I explain?
My brain has claimed its glory over me!

Rosie knew why he did the things he did. He felt so much pressure. Everyone always went to him for help. He always felt like he had to make solutions on the spot instead of thinking it over. That was definitely something to work on, and Rosie would gladly help him with it.

But was she really happy to help him? That thought always plagued his thoughts thanks to Pyrite.

I've a good heart albeit insane,
Condemn him to the infirmary.

Golden Freddy saw a lot of himself in Rosie. They always went to her for help. They had always went to him for help. He pitted her, knowing how stressful that would be. But with the two working together, it would be better for everyone.

And he loved that thought.

All mine towers crumble down the flowers gasping under rubble,
Shrieking in the hall of lull, thy genius saves a thirst for trouble!

At first, it was the little things. Helping people carry things, get places, just the little things to start. Golden Freddy was taking Rosie's advice to heart. Even though he wasn't fully trusted yet and may never be fully trusted again, he was being better for himself. Who cares if people mistrust him? They have every right to. It's not his issue, though, and shouldn't base his view of himself of the views of others.

But it was very hard to not do that.

Scattering sparks of thought energy,
Deliver me and carry me away!

His nightmares kept getting worse. He kept staying up for hours at a time, and Rosie's magic only provided a temporary reprieve. It sucked, in layman's terms.

And he wished it could stop.

"Here in my kingdom I am your Lord,
I order you to cower and pray."

Pyrite kept temping hom to give in. But he wouldn't. He told him to go f*ck himself once more, and then woke up. But he couldn't deny that all of this was hard work...and he did find the thought interesting, but he didn't entertain it.

He saw what that would cause, and he didn't want that.

Nuns commence incanting as the lightning strikes mine temples thus,
Electrifying mine chambers, wholly scorching out thine sovereignty!

He knew the powering would go down. He knew it would. But what he didn't know what would happen, was him shoving Candy, Puppet, Plushtrap, and Rosie out of the way to save them from getting shocked, and getting shocked himself.

When he came to, he was back in his dream realm, and Pyrite was there, with a malicious grin on his face. Oh no.

So spiraling down thy majesty,
I beg of thee, have mercy on me,

Rosie was hard at work repairing Golden Freddy, giving those who Golden Freddy had helped time to think about what he had did. He genuinely wanted to change. He wanted to be good. As long as Rosie was there, she could stop him if he suddenly went back on the path he was originally on.

I was just a boy you see,
I plead of thee have sympathy for me!

So they all came to a conclusion. They would give him one more chance. And that's it. If he messed up again, he wasn't allowed back in the park. Rosie just smiled.

"One more chance is all him and I need." She stated with a confident grin.

"See how the serfs work the ground see how they fall! And they give it all they've got, fall! And they give it all they've got,fall! And you give it all you've got 'til you're down,fall!"

Golden Freddy was NOT having a good time in his coma. He was being tortured, non stop by Pyrite. But Pyrite didn't want this. He knew from Rosie and her sisters that all Pyrite most likely wanted was to be free.

So why not help him too?

See how the brain plays around,
And you fall inside a hole you couldn't see!

Helping him, however, was easier said than done. He kept trying to stop him, and trying to stop someone with a similar power set as you wasn't easy. But he was determined.

He would help him.

And you fall inside a hole inside a-
Someone help me!

And it didn't take long. Pyrite eventually gave in, and now the two were ready. When Golden Freddy woke up, they would most likely become one. They didn't know what in particular that ment, but they were excited.

Understand what's going on inside my mind,
Doctor I can't tell if I'm not me!

When Golden Freddy woke up, he checked the mirror. His fur color was darker, with light patches where he had gotten harmed the past. His jacket also had changed, too, to include Pyrite crystals.

He had done it.

When it grows bright, the particles start to,
Marvel having made it through the night!

He sat down, looking up at the stars. He didn't even care that Puppet had came to sit next to him now that he woke up. All he wanted to do was reflect back.

Never they ponder, weather electric,
Calming if you look at it right!

He smiled. He had changed, for the better. He was going to make the most out of his last chance. With Rosie, the impossible is possible.

He smiled, and pulled Puppet in for a hug.

All he needed, was a little help.