Hey everyone! It's me! Ive been playing Five Nights at Freddy's lately, and I've noticed the rise of Fanfics for it. Now, I've decided to put my own little spin on things. After inspiration from reading Angel's Demonic Shadow's fanfic, and LadyMiioh's fanfic which she never posted, and countless others, I decided to do my own! Enjoy! And Pokemon Park will be on its way Soon!
-Pokemon200016
Chapter 1
New Faces
The morning sun rose on an average day at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. While outside, the sun lit the areas around the building, on the inside it was dark, and almost threatening.
After a while, a couple of cars pulled up, followed by a huge white truck.
A man wearing a tuxedo immediately got out of a Ford Focus and watched the truck back up to the door.
On each side of the Massive vehicle read "Mechanical Masterpieces". Once it reached the door, it came to a grinding halt. Two burly men jumped out of the cab.
"So..where do you want em Mr. Geradson?" One man spoke in a Boston-like accent.
Mr. Reese Geradson was the owner of Freddy Fazbear's, and was in charge of all of the stores funding and problems.
Problem is..he's a massive cheapskate, only caring about his money and customers rather than his own crew.
"Just put em in front of the main stage." Geradson commanded. The two men then opened the doors of
The truck hauler and the door of the restaurant, and wheeled two massive boxes Into the restaurant. One the size of a man, and the other a bit smaller.
They placed them in front of the main band, Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the rabbit, and Chica the Chicken. Of all of the animatronics, Freddy seemed to be eyeing them mysteriously, causing one of the men to cringe.
"Sheesh. I don't see how kids still come here." The man said, walking back out with his colleague.
"Eh, maybe because its one of the only party joints in town?" The other replied. They then stepped in front of Mr. Geradson.
"They're in the main show room." The tallest man spoke, in a firm Boston accent.
"Alright! Thank you so much!" Geradson said, thankfully.
"Any time." The shortest man spoke firmly, before holding out his hand, expecting a tip. Geradson just smiled and gave him a high five, causing the two men to frown. Geradson then strutted into the restaurant, and a few more employees showed up.
Mr. Geradson walked into the main showroom, in front of the band, and smirked at the boxes.
"You two are gonna bring back business..." The greedy penny pincher said, rubbing his hands together. He could almost taste the money. Two employees then walked inside the restaurant.
"You're late." Geradson growled.
"We're sorry, we just got caught-"
"No excuses. Get to work fixing the new animatronics." Geradson commanded. The Man and Woman sighed.
"Yes sir.."
They then trotted to the large boxes and opened them, starting to put bits and pieces together. Like the two movers, they felt like they were being watched. Not by their harsh and cruel boss, but by something-or someone- else. They peered up slowly at the stage and gasped.
Freddy's eyes were fixated right onto their work station. His curious stare evolved into a cold, almost dead glare piercing their very minds and bodies. Was this intentional? They were not sure. As far as they had know, they only move on their own at night, which wasn't exactly reassuring.
"Since we have this brand new attraction...we'll need someone to watch over them at night." Geradson said, smirking. The two workers eyes widened.
"Not you two. Someone else. A newbie. All of my current staff are scared out of their wits. A Youngblood won't know anything."
Geradson chuckled.
"I'll put out the help wanted ads."
Midnight...
*? Point of View*
I felt..cold..and...weird. Like..just being born. Not to mention..my arms feel limp.
I opened my eyes and looked around where I was. It was hard to see, being as which it was pitch black everywhere I looked. But, I could point out a few things!
There were..these weird things that kinda look like volcanoes..beside me. And all around we're plastic trees and...I'm guessing water..? It looked...fake..
I then turn to my side, and I hear something...almost mechanical sounding.
...Is that..me?
Wow..I sound like an old car! I look down at myself and inspect my body. I'm green, with reptilian hands..and big Dino feet with dull little claws.
I then turn and look at my back. I have small..thingies..on my back. They're white..and look weird! They go all the way to my tail, which is short and stubby. I wag it, but it sounds clunky and...metal.
I look to my right, and I yelp, falling down on my tail with a thud. There's this..huge guy..that looks like me..but..he's grey and black, had bigger thingies on his back and a longer tail.
Despite him being scary..I felt..attached some how..to him. I had to think about it..
My..Dad..?
*Normal POV*
The small dinosaur looked up at the titanic Titan that stood beside him, until the monster actually came to life, looking down at him with orange colored eyes.
"D-don't hurt me!" The small animatronic said in his kid-like voice, struggling back as fast as he can.
"Don't worry, Junior. I won't." The large titan replied in his strong, almost deep, voice. Something then ticked in "junior's" mind.
"Is that..my name?" The animatronic dinosaur said, struggling to his feet.
"I guess..? Somehow I feel it is." The larger dinosaur said to him.
"Oh..then what's your name..?" "Junior" spoke softly, curious. The dinosaur closed his eyes and thought about it.
"Hmm...I want to say...Gojirra? Or something like that,I can't remember." The larger dinosaur said, causing "Junior"to nod.
"Let's look around for things to tell us our names!" The kid dinosaur said, jumping up to his feet with a metal clank. The adult looked around his area, and saw a poster on the wall.
"What's that?" He asked.
"I'll check!" The small dinosaur said, walking over to the poster as fast as a robot could.
It read "Monster Island: Featuring *new* Godzilla and his son Junior! Only at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria!" In bold, red text. Below the text it had a picture of a bear, a purple rabbit, and what appeared to be a yellow duck in front of two huge creatures..that appeared to be them. One of them was tall and masculine, a charcoal grey, and had spikes on its back, while the other appeared small and kid like, with small spikes on its back. They also looked annoyingly cartoony.
"Is this..us..?" Junior said, now sure of his name.
"What?" The larger dinosaur asked, now known as Godzilla.
"I'm junior..and you're..Godzilla. I'm your Son." Junior said, blinking.
Godzilla smiled, and turned around to Junior.
"Well alright." Godzilla replied. Junior then made his way to Godzilla's leg and sat down beside him with a metal clunk.
"Sure is dark in here..." Junior said, shivering in fear. Godzilla rubbed his small green head to comfort him. It made a loud screech sound with every rub.
"Don't worry. We'll be fine." The giant animatronic said, sitting down beside his 'son'. Being programmed like a five year old, Junior snuggled into his animatronic father's side, and closed his eyes. He felt safe beside him.
"So...what do we do until the thingies come back?" Junior asked, curiously. "What thingies?" Godzilla replied back. "You know..the..things that watch us and all..." Junior said, attempting to find the words.
"You mean humans?" Godzilla answered. Junior nodded. "I uh..guess we just sit here until they come back."
Junior whined loudly, which sounded like a jumbled up mess in his audio box, due to him being an animatronic.
"But its boring sitting in the dark!" Junior then walked towards the curtain opening, which a dim light shined through. "I wanna go out!"
Godzilla shook his head. "Junior, we have to stay put until the humans-"
"Pleeeeeeeease?" Junior begged cutely, well, as cute as an animatronic can. Godzilla grumbled.
"Fine. But don't cause trouble. If anything happens, you run right back here." Godzilla explained, causing Junior to smile and sprint for the curtain, his heavy feet clunking loudly against the wooden stage.
He climbed down, and his feet hit the plush carpeting, which made his footsteps almost unnoticeable. He looked around the sitting area, and noticed chairs toppled over, plastic cups all over the floor, and there was
Also a horrible smell. Junior shrugged it off, and continued his adventure.
Continuing to the main siting area, complete with an arcade, Junior noticed wooden chairs and tables with checkered cloths on them.
"Cool..." Junior said in awe.
Junior then looked up at the main stage, and gasped.
Two of his coworkers, as you could say, we're gone. The only one that was left was Freddy, the creepy bear in the black bowler hat and the bow tie. Junior tilt his head. "We'll that's not like how it was before.."
In the quiet night, he then heard gruff, low pitched singing, not too far from Monster Island, where he had come
From. Curiously, he walked towards the melody.
As he got closer, he could now fully understand the lyrics.
"What do ye do with a scurvy pirate..what do ye do with a scurvy pirate..what do ye do with a scurvy pirate..make 'em walk the plank.."
Junior, a bit frightened, started to kind of nod along with the tune. It was catchy, and kids love catchy tunes. He walked slowly until he reached a stage marked "Pirate Cove", covered completely with a purple curtain, much like his home, the only difference being the "Sorry! Out of Order!" Sign in front.
The singing continued, and Junior nodded his head more to the tune.
"What do ye do with a scurvy pirate.."
The singing continued, until Junior smiled brightly.
"Make him walk the plank!" Junior sung, then immediately after, held his mouth in fear. The singing stopped right afterwards, and only the hum of electrical equipment rung through the restaurant.
Faint footsteps came from the stage, and finally reached an abrupt halt. Junior stared at the curtains in sheer fear.
"WHO GOES THERE?" A Fox yelled, leaping out of the curtains. Junior shut his eyes tightly, screamed, and started to cry.
"DADDY!"
The Fox rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Don't cry, ye land lubber. It's alright." Junior whimpered and looked up at the animatronic. He was orange, had sharp teeth, an eyepatch, a hook on his hand, and his body looked scratched up and beaten. He didn't look trust worthy, but he had not ripped Junior into small Dino bites yet.
"Permission to come aboard, ye guppy." The fox said, pointing to a stair case that lead to his stage.
"O-okay.." Junior replied, slowly walking to the stairs.
Meanwhile, Godzilla sat quietly in darkness for hours, waiting for his son to come back.
He eventually sighed, and grumbled.
"Now I have to look for him."
He got up with a loud creek and walked towards the entrance of his stage, his feet making loud clunks against the floor.
When he pulled back the curtains, the dim light shined into his eyes, causing him to hold his hand over them slightly, while walking down the stairs, to the plush carpet below. Once he hit the floor, he heard voices, not too far from him.
"Must be Junior." He thought.
He followed the voices, until he reached Pirate Cove. Then he heard Juniors noticeable child voice.
"And then what happened?"
Godzilla frowned, and rushed up the stairs, much like his movie counterpart would rush to an enemy monster. He then rampaged through the curtain, with a glare.
"Junior! Where were you? I've been-" Godzilla said, until he was interrupted by a metal hook under his neck.
"WHO DO YE THINK YE ARE, RUSHING INTO A PIRATE'S HOME, MATEY?" The Fox yelled. Godzilla puffed out his chest in anger, ready for a fight.
"No! This is my dad Foxy!" Junior intervened. The Fox sighed, and put his hook down. "Aye. I see the resemblance now."
Godzilla then calmed down..a bit. The Fox then held out his good hand. "Foxy's me name." The animatronic shook his hand slowly.
"Godzilla."
"Ye lucky I found ye guppy before The others did, matey." Foxy said, sitting down on a box labeled "seat cushions".
"Others?" Godzilla puzzled.
"Yarr, Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy." Foxy continued.
"...Who?" Godzilla questioned.
"Have ye no brain, lad? The Rabbit, the Chicken, and the Bear!" Foxy grumbled.
"Oh." Godzilla replied.
"Yarr. We haven't seen new animatronics in years, matey. I don't know how they would react to you and your little'un." Foxy continued.
"Oh, well gee, thanks." Godzilla said, somewhat intimidated.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt ye or ye guppy. I was just tellin' him about how I had to fight One Eyed Joe in the Pacific Ocean." Foxy rambled. Junior immediately turned to his father.
"May I come back tomorrow? Pleeease?" Junior pleaded.
"Well..I don't know.." Godzilla said, thinking. He then looked at Juniors bright brown eyes, looking, again, as
Cute as an animatronic can be.
"Well...if its fine with Mister Foxy." Godzilla sighed.
"Of course, Lad!" Foxy said, smiling.
"YAY! I GET TO-" Junior yelled, before getting his mouth stopped by Foxy's furry paw.
"Quiet, Matey. There be ears out at night. I'll explain..later." Foxy said, he seemed to be whispering. Junior nodded slowly.
"Now, Ye two of ya, run along! It's almost 6 AM! Meat puppets will be back at any minute!" Foxy said, seemingly running them off quickly.
"But, I have-" Godzilla muttered, before getting shoved out, as polite As a person can be.
"See ya tomorra lads!" Foxy said, closing his curtains quickly.
"Well, that was weird...what did you think he meant by 'ears out at night' daddy..?" Junior asked, looking up at his father.
"I don't know. Lets just get some rest. I'm getting bad vibes." Godzilla said, wrapping his arm around his son and walking back to their stage.
While they walked, something, or someone, watched them from the darkness.