Since this is an AU of sorts, let's set some things straight.
1. Mike and Jeremy are brothers.
2. Mike is the older brother.
3. Mike is the bite victim of '87.
4. The animatronics are sentient.
5. The animatronics aren't trying to kill Mike and Jeremy.
6. In this fic, Mike is eleven-having turned six on November 14, 1987, and Jeremy is 10.
7. All of the old animatronics will appear, but they will be as we see them in the first game.
8. Bonnie - both Bonnies- are male.
9. Despite all of the animatronics from both games making an appearance, the building layout is almost exactly the same as what we see in the first game - of course, with different room names and a separate area for actual bedrooms.
10. The animatronics are organic-meaning, they have human organs and need to sleep and eat, just not as much as actual humans.
Ahem...I think that covers it. Finally, Five Nights At Freddy's is not mine - it belongs to the incredible Scott Cawthon.
It was raining hard that night. Huddled together in front of an abandoned pizzeria were two boys - one tall with light brown hair, the other a short blonde. Both had blue eyes.
From within the building, in the Dining Area, three animatronics watched them silently. Until at last, The one on the far left of the old stage - a purple rabbit with a red bowtie and a bass guitar in his hands - spoke up.
"Wh-whY aRE thEy juSt sIttING theeERREEe?"
His voice box crackled and screeched, having not been used in so long.
"They NEEeed hElP."
This came from the yellow animatronic on the far right- a chick wearing a bib with the words 'Let's Eat!' printed on it in large font.
"If the lads stay thar then they'll be shiverin' timbers."
Said a voice from a room in the back. Moments later, its owner appeared- a red fox with a hook replacing his right hand, and tattered brown shorts. His suit was in bad shape, exposing bits of his endoskeloten.
Unlike his fellow animatronics, the fox spent a lot of time singing, and as a result, his voice-box was still fine.
"Aye. Why don't yew take a peek at the lads, Cap'n Freddy?"
The bear animatronic at the center of the stage looked down at the fox.
"You know exactly why, Foxy. Our suits aren't enough to protect our circuits from rain damage. If anyone's going to see them, it'll have to be one of the toys." He said in a deep voice with only a slight southern U.S. accent.
" Perhaps we can ask New Bonnie...or my own counterpart."
With a salute and an "Aye, Cap'n!", Foxy walked off to the Kitchen, where the Toys stayed in storage most of the time.
He banged on the door and came face-to-face with a mildly annoyed Toy Bonnie, a blue animatronic with rosy cheeks and green eyes and eyebrows and long lashes, all in a hard plastic casing.
"What is it, Foxface?" He asked, his Australian accent shining through.
"Aye, um, well, y'see...thar be two young laddies caught in that thar storm out. I'd get'em meself, but, eh, as ya see, I can't. So...Cap'n Freddy's asked me to see if yew or yer fellow toys could get the wee ones yerselves..."
The rabbit sighed. While it was in his very circuits to keep children safe and happy, he REALLY didn't want to leave the comfort and safety of the abandoned pizzeria.
"...alright. I'll get the boss."
With that, he shut the door in the pirate's face and left to get Toy Freddy, as Foxy returned to the Dining Area.
"Aye, New Bonnie's gettin' the other Freddy now, Cap'n." He said, stopping in front of the stage.
With a stiff nod of his head, Freddy closed his eyes.
"Wonderful. It'll be nice to entertain again."