Hello everybody! I am finally back after a week-long examinations and more to come. I am now taking out time from my schedules and is now back for more stories. After the fourth (Or possibly the last) game Scott made, I was inspired by the entire backstory and decided to make an entire story regarding the timelines and of course, our main star, the crying boy. So, let's get the show on the road shall we?
1987, United States of America, nighttime.
A little boy is crying.
And four bigger boys surrounding the crying boy and laughing at him.
"Wow! Ain't your brother a big baby? Pah, he is pathetic!" said a boy wearing a lavender bunny mask.
"You got that right!" answered another boy wearing a yellow chicken mask.
"What a shame to have been born with such a brother for a lifetime." said a boy wearing a brown bear mask while shaking his head in disappointment.
The last boy stood next to the boy wearing the bear mask chuckled. "Well, I guess that should teach him a lesson! I'd say we break it off!" said the last boy wearing a crimson red fox mask.
"What? No! We've barely even started!" answered the three boys while they reach their arms out towards the little crying boy and forcefully pulled him out under a table and the boy crashed into a wall behind him.
"Listen here, little man. You either fight back or we will make you regret stealing cake!" the boy in the bear mask threatens while the other two boys pinned the little boy towards the wall.
"Hey! What did I say, deaf idiots? I said we back off!" yelled the boy while he marched towards the other boys.
"You can choose to be called a scaredy-cat or come here and help us lock this boy into that room over there!" said the boy wearing a bunny mask while pointing towards a room right at the end of the corridor.
"NO! I have seen what is in there!" yelled the little crying boy while trying to free himself but failed.
"We do not care what you have seen in there! Boys, lock him!" said the boy wearing the bear mask with his loud booming voice that scared the little boy.
The boy in the fox mask stared down at the floor with despair as the other three boys dragged the little boy towards the room. The boy took off his fox mask and stared at his crying little boy with teary-eyes.
"HELP! HELP ME! BROTHER! HELP MEE!" yelled the little boy before he was thrown into the room and the boys barricaded the door with the party tables.
"Let's get outta here, quick!" said the boy to the others while they all fled the place in a rush, leaving the boy with the fox mask standing there. The boy ran as fast as lightning when he heard the sound of footsteps subsiding. As he reached the room, he pulled the party table away from the door but it was too heavy. With teary-eyes, the boy looked at the wall on the wall. It says 11:59 P.M.
'It's almost time!' thought the boy as he desperately pulled at the heavy party table. Finally, after a few seconds later, he managed to pull the table blocking his way to the room and quickly twisted the door knob, revealing a sobbing little boy sitting on the floor.
"Let's get out of here, Sam!" the boy said while carrying his younger brother out and hurrying out of the place before an eerie chime sounded off. But, the two boys didn't stay any longer to figure out what that sound was.
The two boys soon arrived home. The little boy turned his head and faced his brother holding that fox mask. The little boy pointed a finger towards the mask and said: "Brother, please. Don't let them hurt me again! I am so scared!"
The little boy teared up again as he grabbed onto his brother's shirt.
"Look, Sam. Just go to your room! I have my problems to worry about. Go! Now!" ordered his older brother. But before the little boy can cry again, the boy dragged his little brother to his room and locked the door. The boy then carried his heavy heart and left the door despite the loud banging behind him.
The little boy then stopped banging and continued to bawl his eyes out. Sam's brother stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at the door of his brother's room.
"I can't do it, Sam. I wish I can cry. I wish mom and dad were here. I do not know what to do." said the boy to himself before crying while rushing towards to his room and locked it.
1 more day until the party.
The little boy was awake and rose from his bed. He rubbed his swollen eyes and stared at the calendar with a big red circle circling a date. The boy crawled out of his bed and went towards the calendar for a closer look. It was his birthday.
(Flashback)
"….And that is the story behind "Birthdays"! said a man to a little boy, with an amazed look planted on his face.
"Anyways, two more weeks later, you are going to turn four! And you know what a big boy you are going to be when you are four, dear!" said a woman while reaching out for a red marker pen and circled a date on a calendar in the little boy's room.
"We are going to throw you a party when your birthday comes, sport! And guess where we are going to host your party?"
"Where?! Where?! Where?!" asked the little boy excitedly.
"At Fredbear's Diner, of course! We even decided to invite all your classmates including your brother and his three besties! You're gonna have so much fun!" answered his father.
It was not fun at all. The little boy had to witness his parents death outside his burning house. The little boy kept telling the police and the firefighters that a purple man did it. What's even more sickening is that the purple man took of the Golden Freddy's costume head and smiled at the little boy after lighting a fire.
Story ends here…..for now. I'm so sorry for not making this longer than my usual works. I'm tired and my mind is blank. But, I thank you all for taking your precious time to read this. Or, you can read my work when waiting for your fav author's latest publish. 'Till then! See y'all!