How's it going, bros? My name is Flutters, and welcome to another FNAF fanfic (I'm deleting the other one), based on what I think the timeline is like!
Disclaimer: I only own my interpretations of the animatronics, the storyline exempt from the main one, my OCs and my own speculation. Everything else is owned by Scott Cawthon to be used under Fair Use.
"Well, Benny," Fredbear smiled, looking from the three children sitting on the floor to the rabbit beside him, who smiled back. "Haven't we had a fun show?"
Benny blinked, his expression changing from forced happiness to confusion. "I..." he whispered. "Y-yes, I think."
"You think?" he laughed, trying to pretend it was part of the show, because that was what he had to do. "Well, kids, it looks like Benny is feeling sick, so why don't we let him rest for now while I deliver the cakes to the birthday girl!"
The children cheered happily as the technician, Jaan, lead Benny offstage. Fredbear hopped down with ease much to the delight of the birthday girl, judging by the way she was shaking her mother excitedly.
"Hello, dear," he said, leaning down to see her, his joints squeaking a bit. She began hyperventilating slight, hands over her face in joy. "I heard someone telling me you were having a birthday today, but I think they must have been telling stories! There's no party today!"
She laughed. "Yes there is," she cooed, clasping her hands together in joy. "It's my party! I'm three!"
He gasped in mock surprise, putting a hand against his mouth. "Really? Well, what's your name, little girl?"
She shrieked happily and gave him her name, giggling when he repeated it back, to see if he got it right. "Well, then, the pizza will be ready in five minutes, why don't you go get gifts from the Marionette?"
She laughed and began to skip off, only for her mother to lift her up. "Great," she said coldly, all pretense at loving her daughter gone when she dropped the teary-eyed baby to the ground.
"What about Benny?" Her husband asked, walking over beside her and showing her some papers, while Fredbear stood silently beside them, unthinking. "He keeps breaking down."
His wife slapped him angrily. "Do you think I don't see that!" she shrieked. "Do you think I don't notice! You know what? Cancel the project! Scrap it all! Throw Benny out! We can keep this one!" she jabbed her finger angrily at Fredbear. "Forget the Marionette! Forget the Diner! Forget everything! It's not working, Joseph! It's not working and I hate it!"
She stormed off, leaving her husband to stae after her in confusion, before shaking himself and running after her, shouting loudly. Backstage, Benny screeched he'd loudly as his creator ran up and kicked him down, ripping wires from his neck with tears pouring down her face, Fredbear continued to silently stare at nothing and the little girl who really had turned three today cried from underneath a table.
I'm posting the first three chapters at once.