This is a story of Baby before being the animatronic and her journey through five nights (15 but who cares). Cody is Baby's little brother, crying child. ANYWAY, ENJOY!

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"I'm not gonna hurt you, kid," The words ring in my head, "I promise."

Yeah, like I'm gonna believe that! Promises mean nothing to me, made to be broken. Mommy would be ashamed to hear those words. Let me take you back eleven months, to Oregon, school, to be exact, where they'd prepare my little mind for a future I never saw.

"Mommy I don't wanna go!" I wail, clutching her pencil skirt.

"Baby!" she squeals, slapping my hands away. She didn't call me a baby. My name is Baby. Baby Afton. Yeah, Afton, my dad's one of the founders of Fazbear Entertainment lmt. Pretty big deal if you'd of asked me. Nobody did. People used to call my dad "the Purple Guy" 'cause he always wore a purple suit, an sometimes I'd be his 'lil Purple Princess (though I prefer red).

"Baby, go!" Mommy pushes me towards the door.

I scream, "No!" and hold onto her leg. So the teachers grab hold of me from behind and haul me towards the door.

"Shush." Says strict Miss Ainsley. I slap her and kick to get free, screaming at the top of my voice.

"Take her away!" She howls, "Put her in isolation!"

They put me in a near empty room and sit on the hard, plastic chairs, chatting amongst themselves. I twirl my ginger pigtail round my finger and wait for whatever was coming for me. Miss Ainsley enters followed by Mommy and, I cover my eyes, Daddy.

"Open your eyes!" Miss Ainsley snaps.

Daddy butts in, "Hey, hey, you wanted remorse you got remorse." I am in deep trouble. I uncover my eyes slowly and face Daddy.

"Is it true you hit this little old lady?" Daddy looks me in the eye as I try hard not to giggle.

"Yes, Daddy."

"And what do you say?"

"Sorry."

Daddy jumps up, "Right, done, sorted, let's go!"

"Will, sit down." Mommy murmurs, pulling on Daddy's arm.

"Make it quick I have a meeting in ten minutes and I can't be late."

"Fine," Miss Ainsley huffs, "Take Baby home, she can return to school as usual tomorrow."

Daddy doesn't speak to me on the drive home.

"Where are you going Chelsea?" He asks Mommy.

"I'm not having two kids at home, I can't, I got someone to babysit Cody but she won't babysit her, god what would she say! And Baby is such a troublemaker, remember when she plastered the dining hall in ketchup?"

"It was two weeks ago, it's pretty hard to forget." Daddy replies icily. Mommy gives him a pleading look.

"Fine she can come with me." He growls, "But any funny business Baby. Any bitching around and you're dead."

Mommy kisses Daddy's stubbly cheek and Daddy runs his fingers through her platinum blonde hair.

"Ok, ok, I don't need you making out in the car." I cover my eyes and stick out my tongue.

"What? Oh, heh…" Daddy rubs the back of his neck. We drop Mommy off and pull up at the back of Freddy Fazbear Pizza.

"Come along my Purple Princess." I skip beside Daddy, glad to be in his good books again.

"Afton, how are you my man!" Henry, Daddy's business partner greets us. "And you brought the 'lil Purple Princess too!"

"Stay here, Baby." Daddy follows Henry through a corridor and out of sight. Now, I could stay here. Or I could explore. I slide off my seat and look for Daddy's office. I spin on his spinny chair and reach into his draw to get a boiled sweet. But where the candy normally is, there is something in a case. I slide it out and see it's a knife, glinting in the gaslight.

"Baby, time to go!" Daddy is in the hallway. I stuff the knife in my boot and run after him. "I said stay there!" He slaps me as we leave the building.

"Sorry Daddy."

"You got something coming to you." He mumbles.

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