Your eyes wandered away from his, you couldn't help but feel that there was a deep weight to them and with how you were feeling it was incredibly hard to keep eye contact. Your head turned just to stare outside your car in an attempt to calm your nerves. 
"What's that?" You couldn't help but point it out, normally the parking lot was empty. But tonight there was one other car besides yours. Just off hidden underneath a broken street lamp resided a car in the shadows. You had pointed to it nail against the window of your own car hearing goldie shift to lean forward and peek at what you had seen. 
"It looks like someone's car." Goldie glanced at you in silent curiosity, did it matter so much? He guessed he wasn't thinking like you were. After all he never really sees the parking lot, except maybe during open hours. 
"Yeah, what's it doing there?" You turned to look at him pale in the face from anxiety. 
"It shouldn't be anyone else but me parked here. The other nights it's just been me." 
Your fear betrayed you in your voice, and Goldie knew he couldn't let you feel like that any longer. A dark expression crossed his face, one that reminded you how thankful you were that he was on your side and not out to kill you like the others had tried not that long ago. 
"I'll go check it out, let's get you inside first, you're safer there than out here." Goldie popped out of existence right after he spoke, leaving you alone until your door clicked open. You couldn't help but jump again, you guessed you couldn't get used to that. 
"Okay..." the word just trailed off your tongue. You shouldn't be afraid but something inside you was just terrified like there was someone watching you from the shadows that wanted you dead. With a shaky hand you took goldie's as he offered to help you out of the car. With your keys in hand you followed him to the door, letting your car lock its self from your command, before entering the pizzeria. 
"Here, keep to the shadows and stay low, if someone tries to bother you shout for me. I'm going to see who else is here." Goldie spoke quietly as he led you to the prize corner. Kneeling down with you as he explained what he planned to do. 
You knew he wasn't technically alive anymore, even if he and then others still seemed to age, but that didn't mean you didn't care. You didn't want him or any of the gang to get hurt. They're your friends. 
"(Y/N)?" Goldie turned to look at you, and in that moment you realized you grabbed his arm as soon as he went to move away. You quickly retracted your hand face flushed with embarrassment. 
"Please be safe and um, thanks for doing this for me." You hesitated, but in the end found the courage to speak what was on your mind. The darkness behind the prize corner masked Goldie's red face. Though he knew it was there and had to clear his throat. 
"Of course, you stay safe as well." And with those words goldie popped out of existence again leaving you alone. Though he merely was in the next room. 
Maybe leaving you alone wasn't a good choice, but Goldie knew you were safer inside than out. Maybe that didn't make sense to other people but in his mind how he played things out it made sense. 
Goldie kept to the shadows at first, looking just besides the main show stage, seeing his brother and Bonnie and Chica staring at him in their animatronic forms. All eyes were on him, all saying the same thing: there's someone else in the building. 
Goldie knew what he had to do, creeping along the shadows just out of sight goldie stalked towards the security office hearing muttering the closer he got. 
Who's stupid enough to be here this late at night? 
Goldie pressed his lips into a thin line, eyeing the doorway as light poured out from the office. He guessed his question would soon get an answer. Peering inside through the window knowing he wasn't going to be noticed goldie made sure to take in every detail.