Five Nights at Freddy's: The Musical
Chapter 1: Mangled
I do not own Five Nights at Freddy's, nor the characters! The Animatronics and Jeremy Fitzgerald belong to Scott Cawthon, and the song 'Mangled' and the name of the previous nightguard are property of Nathan Smith, also known as the Youtuber NateWantstoBattle. Hope you enjoy my first ever songfic!
Jeremy Fitzgerald, night watchmen of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, slinked into said establishment, looking suspiciously at the animatronics on the show stage. It was his fifth night at the establishment, and things were nuts. Those three animals up front, the Toy line of Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie, as well as the Mangle and four broken down animatronics from Fredbear's Family Diner, all wanted to kill him for some reason
As he walked into the office, he grabbed for the Freddy Fazbear head on the desk and placed it in within reach. He also grabbed the camera tablet (impressive tech for 1987, Jeremy had to admit), and sat in the chair as the clock struck midnight. The phone rang, and the voice of the previous nightguard, some guy named Nathan Smith, echoed tinnily through the room.
"H-Hello? Hey! Hey wow, you made it! Good job, good job! Hey, uh, do me a favor, maybe sometime you could… check inside those suits in the back room? I'm gonna try to hold out until someone checks, maybe it won't be so bad. I-uh, always wondered what was in those empty heads back there… You know what? Never mind. I'm sure you'll be fine." A roar that could only be from one of the animatronics came through the prerecorded message, and Jeremy realized that Nate was no more. Jeremy, horrified, looked through the tablet at the Show Stage, only to see that all three Toy Animatronics were gone.
"Oh shit…" They had never moved so quickly before, things were about to get real. Instead of hearing the robotic animals wandering the building, he began to hear music… was that… metal? Searching for the source, he soon found a beaten down bear, the Withered Freddy, glaring at the camera, and a voice that sounded gravelly and childlike all at once began to sing. He was soon joined by the other Withered Animatronics, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy, and as they stared at the camera with dead eyes, they sang:
"We're back, revamped, the madness never ends!
We're not, alone, this time we've brought some friends!
No doors, no hope, but you keep coming back!
But if this is what you want…
Then you can be just like us!"
The animatronics stopped singing, thank God, and Jeremy took the moment to fill up the music box. Nate had suggested he not let it wind down, and he would be sure that it didn't. There was still no sign of the Toy Animatronics, nor Mangle, so Jeremy was admittedly panicking. Switching back to the screen showing the singing Withered Animatronics, he was just in time to catch the next verse:
"It's what we're made to do, you act like we're to blame,
Wear a mask to hide yourself when really it makes us the same!
A couple hours, but its feeling like days,
Now you're running out of power, leave you Mangled and winding away!
Step One, check lights, and empty out the hall!
Did you, hear that? There's banging in the walls!
Enjoy your, new job, because it might be your last,
If you find its Six AM we will see you tomorrow!"
The song stopped, and much to Jeremy's horror, Mangle was in the hall, staring at him horrendously. Clicking his flashlight only to find it had somehow ran out of batteries, Jeremy stuck the Freddy Mask over his head, though he felt it wouldn't do much good. The animatronics, at least the Withered Ones, knew it was fake. He contemplated his almost inevitable death as the song continued:
"It's what we're made to do, you act like we're to blame,
Wear a mask to hide yourself when really it makes us the same!
A couple hours, but its feeling like days,
Now you're running out of power, leave you Mangled!"
The song returned to an instrumental piece, the music box was fully winded, and Mangle had vanished. The other Toys were still nowhere to be seen, and Balloon Boy hadn't moved at all. Something wasn't right, as if it weren't already obvious…
"It's what we're made to do, you act like we're to blame,
Wear a mask to hide yourself when really it makes us the same!
A couple hours, but its feeling like days,
Now you're running out of power, leave you Mangled and winding away!"
The song finished, and as Six AM chimed, all the Withered Animatronics together let out a horrifying shriek, the very same that ended Nate's life. As the sun began to rise, Jeremy got out of his seat and stretched. Looking up, he jumped in fright before hightailing out of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.
Mangle, its sharp metal teeth gleaming in the morning light, was hanging from the ceiling above Jeremy's chair, inches above where the nightguard had previously stretched.