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I was running. I couldn't let him catch me. I ran past where Chica is hiding. She joined me in running to avoid Nightmare Fredbear. Too late. She passed me. I felt the heavy hand of Nightmare Fredbear as his hand landed on my shoulder. "Got you," he said.
I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have started there. Foxy was the first to appear. Scott is a friend of mine now. I know that there are probably many fan fictions about this kind of situation. I guess I'm one of only ones who this kind of stuff happens to. I'm sorry, I probably saying all the wrong things again.
On my thirteenth birthday, I woke up to a quiet morning. I looked over to my twin's bed, and saw that it was empty. I went downstairs to see everything was normal. This was the strange thing. I went around the house trying to find someone. I found no one. I went to check the Family Room. When I did so, I heard the door to the kitchen open, then close. I went to the door and peeked through its window. I couldn't see who was in the dining room, but I saw decoration across the floor, then a hand quickly grabbing them.
I walked into the kitchen, peeking around the corner. I let out a sound resembling a mouse when I saw that it was Foxy in the dining room. He turned around, and so did I. However, I ran after turning. I ran out the door and down to the creek, where I stayed until it was dark. I then returned to the house, went up to my room, and I tried to fall asleep.
I froze up when I heard footsteps. "Marco?" I asked. "If I say yes, will you calm down?" a soft but gruff voice asked. "Who are you?" I asked. "I think you know. I'm Foxy the Pirate. And if you are wondering why I'm here, I don't know. All I know is it's your birthday. Please don't be scared of me." He then sang a lullaby that put me to sleep.
A growling made me wake up later. The first thing I saw was floating heads above me. The heads were of all the nightmares. I screamed. Loudly.
Foxy came into the room. "What's going on in here?! Nightmares, leave this boy alone!" The heads disappeared. I fell asleep from terror.
When I woke the next morning, there was a yellow bear in front of the door, reading a book. "Hello there," he said. It was Golden Freddy. "Just call me Goldie, alright?" he asked. "Foxy's making you some breakfast. Chica is doing the eggs, Freddy, some bacon, and Bonnie is weird." I could only stare from my bed. I only knew these metal beasts from videos of Jackcepticeye and Markiplier playing Five Nights at Freddy's, and the jump scares always gave me nightmares.
I heard a rustling under my covers. Plushtrap suddenly crawled out from the foot of my bed. "If you're scared, I'll be your plush Fredbear. I'll help you out." He was the only one who I wasn't scared of. It was his jump scare that scared me. I nodded to let him I'm listening. "These fellows are your new friends; they are not here to scare or kill you. Most of them just want to help."
Two pumpkins suddenly appeared next to my bed. They immediately picked me out of my bed as bodies formed from the neck down. "Come on, kid! Let's introduce you to the others downstairs!" I quickly grabbed my tablet before went down. I was starting to like the way the animatronics looked. They were all furry and fluffy like.
I looked around in the kitchen. Foxy was heating up pizza pockets. Chica was making scrambled eggs, Freddy was making bacon, and Bonnie was fixing the table's leg, something that had been broken for a while. "Good morning, sleepyhead!" Chica said. "Eggs are almost ready, although there isn't enough room at the table for all of us. I'll sit out until you guys have had your fill."
I said thank you, and sat down at the table. My tablet turns on. When I looked at it, I see Lolbit's face staring back. A string of 1s and 0s go across the page, then they start turning into letters. "My name is LOLbyte. Pronounced Lolbit. Are you the birthday child?" I told her no. "Then what is Foxy going to do with the cake he made?"
"He and we can eat it. It's big enough for everyone," Plushtrap said as he peeks at the screen. "Breakfast is ready!" Chica called cheerfully.
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After everyone had breakfast, Freddy suggested we play a game of hide and tag outside. NF wanted to go first, so we all hid while NF clapped twenty times. When the game started, NF saw where I hid and started chasing after me. I ran past Chica's hiding spot, and she started running as well. For someone very plump, she could run fast. NF's hand landed on my shoulders. "Got you," he said. He then took off running as I clapped twenty times.
I caught Chica as she was picking some black berries. She caught Bonnie hiding in the tree house. Bonnie caught me in the barn, and so on, until everyone had a turn being it. Goldie was probably the hardest to get, due to the fact he realized how to use the ladders to get on the roof of the garage. Foxy found the ladder and climbed up to tag Goldie, and got back down the ladder without harm.
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Through the rest of the day, the birthday boy and friends hung out, playing games
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The next day, I woke to the sound of two soft snores. I looked to the center of the room, where I saw what seemed to be two Balloon Boys. I got up to get a better look, and noticed that one of them was more . . . slender(?) than the other. The one I was staring at opened her eyes. Her eye color is pink. "Hi, I'm Jay-Jay, but I like to be called Blue-Jay. Who are you, and why are you staring at me and my brother?"
Before I could answer, the other one opened his eyes. "Hi, I'm Balloon Boy. This is my special friend, Jay-Bird." "Balloon Boy! We're supposed to say we're siblings when a stranger talks to us!" "But this isn't a stranger, Jay-Jade." "Why did you just say my full name in front of the stranger!?"
Toy Chica suddenly opened the door. She was dressed in a pink one-piece swimsuit. She was also holding a tray of chocolate chip cookies. She seemed liked she was about to say something, but left the room instead. "Now look what you have done," Balloon Boy said. Before they could argue anymore, I decided to interrupt. I asked them what they were doing in my room. "Sleeping, of course," they said in sync. I decided to leave the room to get some breakfast.
Down below, the Toys were making breakfast today. Toy Bonnie, dressed in a blue t-shirt and jeans, was making waffles. Toy Freddy, dressed in a brown suit, was making French toast. Toy Chica set the cookies down on the table. I was a bit confused on who the last one was, until I realized it was the unbroken Toy Foxy. He was dressed in pirate captain clothes, with a fat green parrot on his left shoulder. Braided into the end of his tail was a rounded hook. When he turned, I saw that his right eye-socket was empty. His bird's left eye socket was also empty. He was holding a plate of nachos.
"Ahoy, mate. You come for some breakfast?" I gave a nod. "Is it my eye socket that makes you so quiet? I can fix that." He then closed his right eye; the bird closed its left eye. They then moved so the bird was pressed against Toy Foxy's cheek, giving the appearance that they were just one face. Toy Foxy then moved back, laughing.
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After we ate breakfast, the Classics got up. There was still enough food left for all of them. Plushtrap brought me my tablet. "You should post a picture of us. See if Scott sees it." I asked him who Scott was. "Scott Cawthon, the creator of the games. Ah, you'll find out."
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After the Classics ate breakfast, everyone lined up outside for the picture. Toy Foxy's parrot held the tablet. After the picture was taken, Plushtrap and I inspected the image. The Nightmares were all slightly invisible, which made sense. Everything else in the picture was fine. I also noticed that Jay-Jade and Balloon Boy were kissing.
The image was posted to all my social media accounts. I got some interesting replies. On Omlet Arcade, I got I lot of complements on the image. On Tumblr, I got more complements, plus someone saying that JJ x BB was their favorite shipping. On Twitter, Riz asked how long it took to do this. I replied, telling her I just needed to get everyone lined up, and the rest was easy. She replied with "K, lol". Someone called Dawco also commented, asking if I was working with Scott to make a new game. I got some new follows on Twitter, and that was it from there. On Face book, I didn't get any comments, which made sense, seeing as how I didn't friend anyone yet. I got a whole butt-load of comments on Deviant Art, most calling me a master of editing.
All this in the space of the rest of the day. During the day, we all played board games to pass the time. When it was time for bed, Jay-Jade and Balloon Boy snuggled together in my twin's old bed. Foxy sang a song to help us fall asleep. The tune was "Drunken Sailor," but slower and softer.
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