AN: This is just a fic I did on Quotev and decided to post it on here because there aren't many FNaF stories on FF Net. Fair warning, I'm not the best writer. Also, this takes place in FNaF 2.

Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon. The fan interpretation of the guards belongs to Rebornica/Dapper-deoxys on Tumblr.

Update: This is complete garbage just warning you lol.

"Mommy?" I called out.

"Mom?"

My eyes started to tear up as I continued searching for my mother. My mind wandered to earlier in the day.

My mother smiled softly while handing me some money to buy tokens with. "How about you go play some arcade games, sweetie? Maybe you can win yourself a nice prize!" I wrapped her into a tight hug while grinning widely, "Thanks mommy!" When I let go of her, she quickly pecked my forehead before letting me scamper off to the arcade. "Be careful!" I heard her shout to me before I was completely out of earshot.

I sniffled as the tears started to flow down my cheeks. My blurry vision was directed at the crowd of other children around me, none of them were familiar, making me feel even more alone. As I continued looking around, a tall man with a phone for a head caught my attention. I clutched the bundle of tickets tightly in my hand and made my way towards him. Once I finally got near him, I realized how tall he actually was. I shook nervously, intimidated by the man's height. I gulped, working up all the courage I could muster and reaching out a shakey hand to tug on the leg of his pants. "M-mister phone guy..?"

Scott's POV:

I scanned over the massive crowd of children, making sure none of them got too rowdy or broke anything. A group of kids looking as if they were about to cause trouble caught my attention. I was about to approach them when I felt a tug on my pants leg and a quiet, wavering voice. "M-mister phone guy..?"

I glanced down to see a frightened little girl, tears staining her face. Concerned, I kneeled down to face her. "Is there something wrong kiddo?" I asked her.

She hiccuped, "I-I can't find m-my mommy." A fresh batch of tears started streaming down her face.

I felt a wave of pity hit me as she started crying once again. I wiped the tears off her face with the cuff of my sleeve. "Hey, hey, don't cry! I'll help you find your mother ok?" She nodded, finally calming down before giving me a toothy grin which I returned, though, unnoticeably.

(Y/N)'s POV:

"So what-" The phone man began to ask me before being cut off by a shout. Mr phoney's head snapped to the direction it came from. I looked too, trying to peep over the other kids' heads. I saw purple a man trying to break up some other kids rough housing each other. Mr phone guy looked back at me with a troubled expression? He ruffled my hair before standing back up and telling me, "Wait here, I'll be right back." He started walking to the commotion. I grew scared at the thought of being alone again so I quickly scurried after him, staying at the heel of his feet.

Scott's POV:

I saw Vincent trying to break up the group of suspicious kids I noticed earlier. I decided it'd be best for me to go over there and stop them myself before Vincent did something rash, or scare all the kids senseless. I told the little girl I'd be back and made my way over to the rowdy group. Vincent's "hand's-on" approach was only useful for kids who would refuse to listen at all. After carefully making my way through the crowd of children, I got to the group.

"Stop rough housing or you'll be kicked out after having your parents informed of your reckless behavior," I told them sternly. They looked at me surprised. After a few moments of silence, they each apologized and went their separate ways. I shot Vincent a questioning look once I noticed him staring at me.

"Wow Scottie-boy I didn't know you could be so intimidating~ You should be like that more often~" He purred at me.

"Vincent how many times do I have to tell you to stop hitting on me." I said, immensely annoyed.

He smirked. "You know you love it~" He paused before asking, "Who's the little finch with you~?"

I looked at him confused, before I noticed him staring at someone behind me. When I checked, I saw the little girl from before. She jumped in shock at being caught and hid behind the wad of tickets in her hand.

"I'm sorry Mr phone man I-I didn't want to be left alone!" She cried out timidly.

"It's okay, there's no need to apologize!" I reassured her. She beamed, glad that I wasn't upset with her.

"Let's try and find your mother now, alright?" She nodded her head in agreement.

"Maybe you should try looking by the Showstage~ It was my post, but I wouldn't mind trading it up for you~" Vincent said, winking before grinning widely at me. I huffed in annoyance, he'd never stop would he?

"Alright, but try not to scare the children too much Vincent." I chastised him.

He smiled flirtatious at me. "Of course~"

I sighed at his antics.

The little girl held her free hand out to me with pleading eyes. I hesitated before taking it and heading off to the Showstage, anxious to put as much space between myself and the purple pervert as possible.

AN: I accidentally posted the draft of the first chapter instead, LOL. I fixed it now, enjoy.