*Hi everyone so this is new for me lol this is not my first fanfiction but it is my first FNAF fafic and I'm trying my hardest because I've been wanting to do this for SO long and just haven't had the time or inspiration but now I do, please review on this I really want to know wheter or not I should continue and what I can fix, your opionions will really help me! I rated it T because I'm being cautious of the whole stuffing thing...*
CHAPTER ONE
HOW ONE KID CHANGED IT ALL
Fredbear's Family Diner opened in November of 1965 by a man named Mr. Fazbear. Mr. Fazbear loved little kids, in fact he had one himself, John. That's the main reason he opened Fredbears. He wanted to make kids happy. When they first opened Mr. Fazbear and his employees would dress up in animal costumes and walk around and talk to the children, give them food, and give the birthday kids presents. He was Freddy Fazbear of course, his wife played Chica the chicken, a man by the name of Greg played Bonnie, and one of his close friends Terrence played Foxy. All the children loved them him and his wife enjoyed playing the characters and spending time with the children. There was one man though who many of the kids always fled to. Mr. Fazbear had hired another man to play a special character on weekends, he never remembered his name and didn't spend enough time around him to get to know him at all. He played Freddy's brother, everyone thought the characters name was Franklin or something but no one could remember. His fur was bright gold. On the weekends he'd give all the kids prizes and cake and candy. All the kids loved him, Mr. Fazbear was even tempted to hire him full time. He worked so well with the kids and not just because he had goodies for them, Mr. Fazbear genually saw a connection. He worked very well with every child he encountered.
One Saturday afternoon Mr. Fazbear stopped him in the kitchen and began to chat with him about the arrangement. Basically he wanted him to work all week including weekends and he of course would get paid more than the others but they wouldn't need to know that. The man agreed gleefully. He was very glad to take the job. His first week went terrific. Fredbear's Family Diner had made more money that week than they probably ever had made since opening.
As the weeks progressed though, it seemed the kids stopped fleeing to the golden bear. They just seemed... bothered by him. Mr. Fazbear had taken notice to this and was a bit concerned but he noticed his son, John, kept to his side. Mr. Fazbear thought if his son was still comfortable going to him then everything must be fine. The other kids just might think since John is the bosses son they shouldn't get on his bad side and decided to leave Golden all to himself.
Business went on and the problem seemed to fizzle. Kids still avoided Golden but Mr. Fazbear payed no mind to it. He had bigger plans. He was going to push business forward by purchasing some animatronics to make it easier and cheaper to run the place. He was excited but his son didn't seem to be. When he announced this to his wife and son, his wife was glad. Now she wouldn't have to be on her feet all day. His son however was in deep shock. He looked at his father and asked "Are we still going to have Golden?" Mr. Fazbear sighed. He was planning on releasing all workers of duty, including the man who played Golden, and was going to retire his character since he felt the kids had grown tired of him. He told his son this and he began to cry. He ran to his room yelling 'No' all the way there.
The next day he called a meeting for all the staff members of Fredbear's Family Diner. He stood at the front of the room while everyone sat at the tables in front of him. He cleared his throat. "Thank you for all attending this meeting last minute. I do appologize for the inconvinience. I called this meeting to announce there will be some large changes in the business. As we all know, times are changing and life is getting more dependant on technology. I've decided to take the diner in a new direction by switching the entertainment over to animatronics. I understand this could be hard for some of you to need to find a new job at such a short notice but the animatronics will be arriving in 2 to 3 weeks and I'm giving you all until then." mutters rang across the room. Everyone looked to one another in slight shock but they all seemed to be handling it well. After all Mr. Fazbear had been friends with many of them before he had even opened the diner. Everyone seemed to be ajusting well, except one man. He sat in the back. His head was hung and he had tight clenched fists. He stood, pushed in his chair and excused himself. He left the room and went to the costume room and put on his Golden suit and began thinking about how this was his job and some bigshot like him was NOT going to take it away from him.
He loved the children and they stopped caring too. This was his career. Oh he was going to show him. He was going to show everyone. He left the costume room with a deep breath and saw Mr. Fazbear unlocking the front doors for business. He shifted uncomfortably. He knew the place was going to go on being joyful and fun... even when he's gone. He didn't want to be around the kids at the moment. He just walked to the corner at the far end of the room. The kids wouldn't even notice he was there. They haven't for a while now. He tilted his head back to the wall and sighed, shutting his eyes. Suddenly he was disturbed. "Golden! GOLDEN!" he heard a kid shouting. He felt small hands tugging on the pant leg of his suit. He smiled slightly. "Yes John?" he felt John hug him. "Did my dad tell you?" he once again felt the fire reignite in the pit of his stomache but he calmed himself. "Yes he told us all in a meeting this morning." John stomped his foot and began to slightly cry. "I don't want you to go! I don't want anyone gone! I don't want lifeless robots walking around! I want real humans, laughter! It's all going to be gone soon. And what makes it worse is my dad's retiring your character."
His eyes widened at this. Why was he retiring Golden? He became even angrier. It's because the kids stopped going around him! Wasn't it? They didn't want to go around him anymore for some reason and now that Mr. BIGSHOT was going to cut his guy! HE WOULDN'T EVEN BE CONTROLLING HIM ANYMORE! HE'S CUTTING A WHOLE CHARACTER FROM THE CREW JUST BECAUSE KIDS WOULDN'T TALK TO HIM! Now... oh now he wasn't just mad. He was furious. Now... now he'd see. He'd see for sure.