Hello all you lovely little people out there! I'm so proud to announce that I'm going to be writing an FNAF fanfic! I've been trying to find the perfect plot and everything and I finally have! Woo~! -Celebratory sparkles- Anywho, I hope you all enjoy this! I'll be writing more chapters later x3 I'm sorry if this one seems short, but I promise the others will be longer :3
Now some notes:
1. I'm rating this M because I'm not too sure how or what I'm gonna put in. So the rating is just a precaution so I don't get in trouble by people.
2. This takes place in the first game, and I'm following the timeline from both games. I recommend watching Mat Pat's Game Theory of the second game to better understand this.
Anyway, let the story begin~!
-xEidoChan
Today was my sister's birthday, and I had just pulled up my car into a parking spot. When I stepped out of the car, my sister saw me through the door, and she bolted out.
"Adri!" She ran up to me and gave me a tight hug. "You came!"
"Well of course I did, Taylyn!" I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her back. "I would never miss my sister's birthday!"
It was her eighth birthday, and she was so excited. When she pulled away from the hug, she began telling me all about the animatronics inside and which one she loved the most. She told me it was Chica the Duck, and I couldn't help but chuckle, explaining to her that Chica was a chicken.
Yep. Taylyn was having her party at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Ever since I took her last month when I last visited, she told Dad she really wanted to have her birthday here. Now that she's having it, she's more excited than ever.
"Adriane!"
Speak of the Devil. Dad ran up to me, and I smiled up at him as I hoisted Taylyn up into my lap. "Hey, Dad!"
"I need your help," he said, almost breathlessly. He leaned in and put his hand beside his mouth and whispered, as if hoping Taylyn wouldn't hear him. "I completely forgot to pick up the cake. Can you run to the bakery and get it?"
"Sure thing." I shifted around and put my sister on the ground. "Sorry sis. I gotta run an errand."
"But you just got here!" she whined as she stomped her foot.
I knelt down to her height and poked her nose. "Hey, I promise it'll be quick. I'll be right back. Like magic."
She simply pouted for a minute before asking, "Like unicorn magic?"
I chuckled softly. "Yeah. Like unicorn magic." The whole "unicorn" thing started about two years ago. I told my sister I was a unicorn, and she's believed it ever since. It's been our special little thing.
"Yay! Hurry back, Adri!" She hugged my legs before running back inside. Dad smiled lightly as he watched her run in and turned back to me.
"I'm sorry, Pumpkin," he sighed. "I should've gotten it earlier."
"Dad, it's fine," I assured. "I don't mind. Like I told Taylyn, I'll be right back." I paused before adding, "Like unicorn magic."
Dad leaned in and kissed my cheek. "Thank you so much. The order name is Rivers. We'll be in the party room if we're not by the stage.
"Got it!" I kissed his cheek back before heading back towards my car.
"Pick up for Rivers," I told the baker. I had finally reached the bakery in no time at all. It was a small place, but the beautiful decorated cakes that rested in the glass counter below made up for it.
"I was wondering when someone was going to pick up that cake." The baker stepped into the back, returning shortly while carrying a large rectangular box. "It's quite the cake! It took awhile to get the flowers but I hope it's what was wanted." He opened the box, and I peered inside. It was the first time I ever saw the cake. It was a beautiful meadow green with a white icing border. Small, delicate looking and multicolored flowers appeared to blooming near the upper left corner, and in the blank space, white icing spelled out, "Happy Birthday, Taylyn!" It was the most gorgeous cake I've ever seen. It was a shame that it was going to be cut into later.
"That is incredibly beautiful!" I breathed. "Oh! How much is owed for the cake?" I began pulling my wallet out of my purse.
"None at all." The baker closed the box, folding some flaps into place so the lid wouldn't slip open. "It was already paid for."
"Oh…Well then…Thank you for the cake." I smiled as I grabbed the box. "I'm sure my little sister will love it."
"How old is the little one?" the baker asked.
"Eight," I answered, "and she's really excited. Mainly because where she's having it."
"May I ask where she's having it?"
"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza." I answered with a smile, but when I did, the baker seemed to appear paler.
"F-Freddy…Fazbear's…?" he stammered.
"Y-Yeah…" I felt uneasy. Maybe he just didn't like the place. I knew I loved it. I loved it ever since I had my fifth birthday there. When I was younger, I tried to find almost every reason to go to Freddy Fazbear's.
"That place is full of evil," the baker said in a quieter voice. "It's not a safe place to be…"
What was he going on about? How could Freddy's not be a safe place? It seemed safe while I was there. Nothing bad happened that I know of.
"U-Um…I-I should get going…" I carefully gripped the box as I started to walk out.
Before I left, the baker exclaimed, "Get them out of there! Don't let them stay! They'll get everyone of them! I just know it!"
As I got into the car, I sat the cake on the seat beside me and took a deep breath. That guy…there's no way he could be telling the truth. Nothing bad happened, right? It's just a harmless pizza place for children to enjoy. I shook myself out of the confusion and drove back to Freddy's.
I quickly entered the building with the cake, and I immediately knew they were in the party room since there was absolutely no one by the stage. As I passed the stage, I felt…different. I looked up at the three animatronics―Bonnie the Bunny, Freddy Fazbear, and Chica the Chicken―and just stood there for a minute. The baker's words echoed in my mind.
"That place is full of evil…"
"It's not a safe place to be…"
"Get them out of there! Don't let them stay! They'll get everyone of them! I just know it!"
"They…" What did he mean by that? "They'll" get us? Who will?
I kept my gaze at the animatronics, and that's when I noticed their eyes. They were all locked on me. I felt my blood run cold. Had they been on me the entire time? Maybe that's just how they were when their little songs ended. After all, when no kids are around, the animatronics were shut off, and then when they were around, they were turned back on. So maybe they really were just like that since no one was around, so I simply shrugged and started walking towards the party room. I was glad to get out of the stage area though. There was a foul smell that I just couldn't stand.