(AN: I really wanted to write a f4naf fanfic so here you go, I didn't take it too seriously, to be honest. English is not my mother language so I'm sorry for the grammar and stuff. If you find something that makes no sense or a mistake the let me know and I'll correct it. Have a nice night at Freddy's!)
Cold eyes.
Some nights it's impossible for me to sleep.
I remember that day like if it was yesterday, even though it's been at least 30 years after that event, the famous bite of the 87. To be honest, it's not like that traumatized or scared me; I just can't get the images out of my head. The scene keeps repeating over and over when my eyes are closed and most of the times I can feel the blood in my face like if it was real and I try to clean it out only to realize there is nothing to clean.
This night, it's time to visit Freddy's once again.
The sound of "happy birthday" with the smell of cheap pizza and the hot heavy air. All the animatronics, except for Foxy, gathered around a table full of noisy kids, there was a cake in the middle of the table.
I was far away from them, in our table there was my mom and my older brother. We were eating pizza because the good grades I had. When I was younger, Freddy's was the best place ever for me, I mean how can you beat pizza and fucking talking animals. I liked to hand out with Foxy the pirate who would tell us stories about his different adventures, I used to think those epic journeys were real, just like Freddy and all the others. I was such a dumb girl. Or was I?
Some years later the guy who repairs the animatronics told me that they only had 1 day of memory, which meant they would forget everything including the kid's names and faces. But there was something wrong. Foxy remembered me and the other boys who usually listened to his stories. I don't know if they started to learn or if their programing was changed at some point, or the guy just lied to me.
Anyways, back to the story.
That day I finished my meal, and asked mom if I could go play with foxy. She hesitated; both of my parents never liked the idea of giant robots walking around with small children like us. After I begged to her saying I deserved it because of how good I did at school, she accepted
I ran towards the Pirate Cove. I found him alone sitting in the edge of the scenario staring at the ground; his eye patch wasn't covering his eye.
-Hi Foxy!
-Hey there lass – He said, with a weird sad tone on his artificial voice- What are ya doin'?
-Not much… Uhm… Why aren´t you with the rest?
-Oh. Well Freddy said he has it under control.
-But it would be better if you were there!
He sighed
-Well, If I was there then we wouldn't be talking right now, and I know you want to hear one of my stories.
He knew me well. Now that I think about it, that's kind of scary.
-So what do ya say, story time?
-Yes, captain! (I swear if I meet my younger self, I would punch her in the face for saying such a thing)
He told me a story about how he defeated an enemy ship all by himself in the dangerous seas of Bolivia (Later on I learnt that Bolivia has no sea, only a lake) it was starting to get interesting but he was interrupted by Freddy's heavy steps. He was surrounded by lots of boys and behind them there was Bonny and Chica.
-Hey, if it isn't our mate, Freddy.
The bear said nothing.
I always thought he was fucked up in some way or another. Because of that, whenever he came close ignoring him seemed like a good idea. He would ignore me too.
But that day I noticed something different about him. A kid was kicking him while he was shouting "Freddy, can we play now? Please please please!" that was weird, if you knew the rules, touching Freddy without his consent was not allowed because he would get mad. Very mad.
That's why it looked so odd. Freddy was just there like if he was waiting for something to happen. The next week at school I heard some kids saying that the boy was the son of the restaurant's owner, his name was Ron and it was his 10th birthday. It made sense that somehow the animatronic recognized the boy, he knew that being mean to Ron meant he could get punished in some way.
But everyone has their limits.
I looked at Bonny and Chica, they were constantly staring at each other probably trying to figure something out to stop the kid from being such a jerk. They knew Freddy was going to explode at some point.
-So…ya need any help with these mates?
-Please…
-Foxy, are you going to play with us?- Said Ron, leaving Freddy behind.
I stayed away from them, just because Frazbear was there but he looked relaxed, finally the course of the annoying brat was gone. Foxy and Bonny were taking care of them, Ron hit both of them with a wooden sword constantly. The pirate was used to such abuse; most of the kids who got bored of his stories did mean things to Foxy, like throwing their pizzas at him, stealing his hook or some body parts that fell apart.
But then everything started to go wrong.
Ron got tired of Foxy and Bonny and returned with Freddy who spent his precious time standing there, doing nothing.
-I got bored of those stupid robots!-He said- Why don't you do something like you could stop looking like an idiot.
I knew I should've left at that moment but at the same time I wanted to see what Freddy would do.
The bear took the kid by his shoulders; it must've hurt because he screamed while Freddy lifted him up and said.
-I'm so tired of you.
At first it seemed like he was just trying to scare him, but he continued to press Ron with his hand and the boy's scream was becoming louder.
-Let me go, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Foxy tried to separate them, but it was no use since the bear's hand was way stronger than him.
He kept pressing his shoulders. All the other kids, Bonny and Chica left the area. The 2 animatronics probably went to the backstage trying to hide from what was going to happen. The morning guard came running, he saw the scene from the cameras, I don't know what took him so long. He was somewhat tall, in his mid 30's with short black hair and brown eyes.
-My father will kill you if you keep…- Freddy pressed harder, making Ron unleash a muted scream.
-I don't care.
-Stop this bullshit!-Said the guard. Let the kid go!
The bear stopped and looked at the guard. Those fucking cold eyes.
The guard approached Freddy slowly while saying "Just drop the boy…" Foxy stayed away from both of them and I was watching the scene, unable to move.
Freddy let the kid go, he immediately ran away crying. It was just the 4 of us, I guess the guard was planning to shut him down because he was trying to get to the back of the bear. Freddy didn't move.
When the man tried to touch Freddy he suddenly got hit by the robot with his elbow, making the poor guard lose his balance, landing on Foxy. In a second Freddy opened his big mouth and got closer to the man's head.
It really does surprise me someone can live without his frontal lobe.
Freddy's mouth closed abruptly and his teeth went through the man's skin, crushing his skull and just ripping the brains out of his head. Blood was spilling everywhere, especially on Foxy. The poor bastard was screaming so high, while moving his arms aimlessly, he was trying to kick him off, but nothing worked. I felt disgusted and threw up in the floor. I felt someone's arms taking me away from there. I looked up only to see Foxy beating Freddy. He shouldn't have done that.
The man was having a seizure in the floor; more blood was coming out of his head while more people came to see the horrible scene. The guard's white eyes are the last thing I remember.
My mom burnt my clothes because they were ruined with red stains everywhere. I barely talked to anyone after that.
A police officer came to our home so he could talk to me, asking me for what I saw.
"He just bit him"
That was the only thing the man got out of me
(AN: Ok so that was the first episode…if you couldn't tell…. Anyways I'm glad you made it down here, there is more to come hopefully!)
