He felt himself begin to activate, the gears and mechanical devices in his body whirring and turning as he felt a sudden surge of power flow through him. He gradually came to visualise his surroundings, everything felt and looked... Strange. A variety of colours and objects all plundered into his vision at once, one object in particular, catching his attention.
A strange creature, one of which its identity he was not aware of, stood in front of his slumped body. The being was dressed in a dark grey, seemingly dirty piece of clothing covering its body, with a small badge on its left side, spelling out the letters "M-E-C-H-A-N-I-C." Seemingly impressed with the situation at hand, it placed a strange metal object in an old, rusty box of sorts before closing it up and beginning to give him a final, quick look over.
"Well, I think I'm just about done here." It acknowledged, pride in its voice. "HEY BOSS! COME AND TAKE A LOOK!" It screamed.
After a few short seconds, another similarly strange creature marched into the room, a sense of authority accompanying it as it further inspected him. This anomaly wore what appeared to be a very smart, respectable attire, he felt as though this thing is important. Whatever it is.
"What is my name?" It questioned, a slight frown on its face. Mechanical whirring noises began filling the dreadfully quiet room as his processor began to search for an answer to the question he'd been given. "M-M-Mr. Frederick Fazb-b-bear, owner of Fredbear's Family Diner." He answered, attempting to settle in with the voice-box that allowed him to form somewhat fluent sentences. A smile formed of Mr. Fazbear's weary face.
"Excellent!" He exclaimed, before continuing to further question the animatronic. "Tell me, who are you? And what is your purpose here at Fredbear's Family Diner?" The question was again followed by more mechanical whirring noises, the animatronic began thinking, all of this knowledge seemed completely natural to him, as if he'd known this since his activation. Programming? Perhaps.
"My name is Freddy Fredbear, mascot of Fredbear's Family Diner. My purpose is to entertain children and adults alike, ensuring safety and happiness is met for all throughout the premises." Mr. Fazbear's smile grew into a huge grin, he proceeded to turn towards the mechanic and nod, they both exited the room whispering to one another. Although Freddy could have sworn that they seemed elated about something.
"Did I just say all of that?" He pondered to himself, Freddy took the time to slowly clamber to his feet, getting used to all the mechanical parts as they worked in motion with one another, an almost fluid feeling, like he'd done this a million times over.
He than began to observe his physical appearance, Freddy concluded that he most certainly had the appearance of a bear. Although, his rubber and fur exterior were a crisp, golden colour. He also noticed a dark blue bow-tie resting perfectly in the gap between his torso and head, there was also an identically coloured top-hat on his head too.
Freddy began to slowly take in all the little movements he could make, walking and tilting his head around to observe and seemingly document every small detail into his memory chip. It all fascinated Freddy, a familiar yet unknown world stood before him, he seemed eager to understand and learn more about this world that had so much to offer.
Are there others like him? What are these 'children'? A word appearing with much importance in his programming, it felt as if he was already growing to adore these 'children'. All of his thoughts were abruptly cut short at the sound of Mr. Fazbear on the other side of the door marked 'Employee's Only'.
"Freddy! Come out here!" He bellowed. "It's time for you to meet our guests!" Freddy slowly made his way towards the door, each mechanical step pinging off of the shiny tiled floor. His costume muffled out the 'ping!' that echoed throughout the room, the rubber and furry exterior helped relieve the pressure of such high frequency sounds. Freddy already began to understand that he wasn't going to like hearing these sounds in all of their 'glory' very much.
He opened the door, and to his surprise, found an entire room filled with humans, some larger than others, some more physically appealing to look at than others. He took account of the noticeably smaller humans eyeing him, some of them glaring with a very excited expression on their faces, while others held a look of shock, maybe even horror at the sight of the animatronic bear.
It naturally registered inside of Freddy's mechanical mind that these smaller humans were indeed children, and boy, did Freddy's circuits melt as he embraced just how adorable they looked. He peered over to Mr. Fazbear, who gestured for Freddy to step on stage, Freddy obediently followed his command.
Mr. Fazbear gave Freddy a strange contraption, it was a moderately long stick of sorts, with a fairly large, black ball-point on one end of the device. Mr Fazbear gave him a large, toothy grin, before proceeding to stand further back on the stage, but in a way where the audience could still see him glaring at Freddy, determination and hope burning in the manager's eyes.
Freddy glared at the strange device in his hand. He placed his other hand over the ball-point side of the device, startling himself and the audience with the booming, high frequency sound it released. It made Freddy cringe, at least, it would've appeared that he did if he could show any emotion, some of the children began giggling at the reaction of the rather goofy looking bear.
Freddy looked towards Mr. Fazbear, who was mentally face-palming at this point. He motioned for Freddy to hold the device near his mouth, Freddy immediately realised that it was so he could speak, allowing the audience to hear him in the rather giant hall. As he edged the device closer to his mouth, his mind suddenly clicked. He knew exactly what he needed to say.
"Hey there everybody! And welcome to Fredbear's Family Diner!" He bellowed. "My name is Freddy Fredbear! Are all the little boys and g'yals out there ready for some fun?!" The audience began to make some restless noise. Freddy glanced out to see that the children were sceptical of the bear, he had to ensure them that he could understand what was happening. That he was not just a mindless animatronic bear, spewing nonsense programmed by his creators.
"Hey! No need to be shy, I'm here to make each and every one of you have a magical time here! I'll ask again, are you ready for some fun?!" This time, he was met with a load cheer from all the children in the audience, they seemed satisfied enough with Freddy's intro.
Freddy began feeling a huge sense of relief and pride overtake him. However, he soon noticed a small girl in the audience raise her hand as if she wanted to ask him a question. Freddy saw this as his opportunity to interact with children so he could better understand them.
"I see a little g'yal in the audience wants to ask good ol' Freddy a question!" He let out a gloriously goofy laugh, bringing smiles across the children's and even the adult's faces in the audience.
"What's your name, little one? Don't be shy now. You've got my attention." The little girl stared at Freddy for a while, her face slowly adopted a beat-red colouring. "Is that normal?" He began to wonder, before being brought back to his senses by the young girl's voice.
"S-Sophie" She responded, rather embarrassed. "Fweddy?"
"What an adorable little girl" He thought, if he had a heart, this child had surely just won him over.
"Why are you yellow? Bears are bwown, wight?" She asked, so innocent, yet so curious in her words.
Freddy seemed taken back by the question, he searched his memory banks for an answer. Unfortunately, It didn't seem that those who built him were prepared for him to be answering any questions, other than those supplied by Mr. Fazbear. He was on the spot.
Suddenly, he felt a wave of realisation come over him, he knew exactly what he was going to say.
He released another goofy laugh. "Sweetie, I'm not an ordinary bear, and I'm not yellow. I'm golden!" He paused. "Golden like the stars!"
Author's Note: Hey Guys! This is my first Fan-Fiction, I'm an absolute huge fan Five Nights of Freddy's and I've read SO MANY stories on here already. So I decided to try and depict my own version of the series of events that took place at Fredbear's Family Diner. This will be based upon my own views and ideas so don't expect it to sync completely into the story of the two games.
Any constructive criticisms/feedback on how to improve my writing, and any favourites/follows will be greatly appreciated if you believe this will become something worth your time to read!
Disclaimer: I do not own Five Nights at Freddy's or any material associated, it is owned by Scott Cawthon, a.k.a, Diabolical Genius.