A/N: In the last chapter, we know of the great Freddy Fazbear and his pizza factory. Even all the types of pizzas he makes, and the golden trading cards he's placed in one of the five flavors of his 'Portable Pizza Bars'. Now, as promised, we'll get to see Jeremy in this chapter. Enjoy!

-Jeremy's POV-

I watched happily from the corner store across the street from Freddy Fazbear's pizza factory while the trucks left the factory, went down separate streets, and went to deliver the pizzas that were the best thing that you could eat in the world.

My name is Jeremy Fitzgerald, I'm 11 years old and a 5th grader. I have pale white skin, messy chocolate brown hair that my mom likes to tousle around, ocean blue eyes, freckles on my cheeks, I'm pretty skinny too for a kid my age. Why? Because my mom and I are poor, we lived in a small apartment that only had two bedrooms, and the living room and the kitchen were connected as well. My mom gets our food from the food bank that's open every Tuesday and Thursdays down the road from the building. Soon, I began walking the six block journey to my apartment and climbed up a long flight of stairs to the sixth floor to room 609.

"Mom, I'm home!" I said getting home and tossed my bag onto the old sofa we got at goodwill that had cat's claw marks in it that showed the padded stuffing in it.

"Hey sweetie. How was school?" My mom asked. She was a very caring woman, it was always just me and her. My dad died a year after I was born, now she had a job working as a Dishwasher at a small diner.

"It was alright. I got an A on my spelling test" I said sitting down at the coffee table and my mom came up to it holding two bowls of chicken noodle soup, which is what we have for dinner every night (also why I was skinny. My dinner every night was noodles and steamed veggies in heated chicken broth).

"You're home a little later than usual. Where were you, sweetie?" she asked me.

"I was watching the delivery trucks leave the front gates of Freddy Fazbear's pizza factory" I said. She just smiled and chuckled. My mother knew how much I loved Freddy Fazbear's pizza even though we could barely afford it, and I only got one 'Portable Pizza Bar' a year for my birthday.

"You sure love Freddy Fazbear's pizza don't you?" mom asked me. The only response I gave was a nod.

"I think you got your love of it from your father, he used to work for him you know" she told me. My eyes widened and I looked up to her.

"He did!?" I exclaimed.

"He sure did. I did too, it was how we met" she said. I can't believe it, my parents used to work for Freddy Fazbear himself, the most famous bear in the whole world known for his pizza.

"Would you like to hear some stories?" mom asked. I shook my head with a big smile before taking another spoon full of soup and consumed it.

"It all started when I was in college. I met your father in English history class, he was quite the charmer. One day we started talking after class and when I asked what he did for money, he told me he worked for Freddy Fazbear's pizza parlor" mom explained to me.

"Parlor?" I asked with a confused look.

"Yep, Freddy Fazbear started out with a single restaurant in Denver Colorado. It was sort of like Chuck E. Cheese's but was far more popular. The whole world wanted a taste of his pizza" Mom said. It was understandable, his pizza was just too good to resist.

"One day, I found myself in need of a job and your father told me that the pizza parlor was hiring new employees. I couldn't resist an opportunity to work with him, so I said yes" she continued.

"Did you get to meet him? Freddy Fazbear, I mean" I asked. She nodded smiling.

"I did. He was the most amazing bear in the entire world. He knew your father and I were in love and that's why he offered the job to me. While I worked there, I got to meet his friends, Foxy the Pirate Fox, Bonny the Bunny, Chica the Chicken, and Foxy's sister, Mangle the albino fox" she told me. Wow, I can't believe mom was really an employee for him.

"That bear was a genius indeed. Did you know that one time he made giant chocolate chip cookie pizzas that he would serve to the children for dessert when they were done with their regular pizza?" she asked me.

"Woah! A large chocolate chip cookie pizza? I didn't think that was possible" I said swallowing the last of my soup.

"But Freddy Fazbear did it. Two years later when we graduated in the summer, he had decided to leave the restaurant behind and build a proper pizza factory. It was just as big as the Taj Mahal" mom said. It was really that big huh?

"Then, a year later after the factory was built, your dad proposed to me and who else married us?" she asked me rhetorically wanting me to guess. My eyes widened and stood up when I realized.

"Freddy married you and dad?" I asked. She then too got up and swooped me up into her arms. I always loved it whenever she did that.

"He sure did. And it was the happiest day of our lives. But soon, things got sad after that" she said with her look getting sadder a bit.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"You see, some other restaurant owners began to grow so jealous of Freddy that they bribed loyal employees to steal recipes from him" Mom said continuing with the story as she helped me take off my day clothes and help me into my pajamas that she got from the Goodwill. Once I brushed my teeth, she tucked me into bed and continued the story.

"Did he do anything about it?" I asked.

"He did, but it wasn't good. The thievery got so bad that one day, he fired all of his employees and announced he was closing his factory forever" she said.

"But it's open right now" I said.

"Yes, but it was closed for five years before. One day, we saw smoke coming out of the chimneys. The factory was open again, but nobody who used to work there got their job back" Mom said.

"But during those years the factory was closed, something else happened. You. You came into our lives and your dad and I never been so happy than we were at that moment you came into the world" she said. She always said the best things about me, I kinda felt embarrassed whenever she did, but she did it to show how much she really loved me.

"But then..." I was gonna say with my eyes glistening but then mom cut me off.

"Yes, your father died in a car accident. It was a tragic day and now it's just you and me against the rest of the world" my Mom said sadly sitting down on my bed and lying down next to me.

"Well, who's working there now?" I asked, curious as to who was working the factory now, when nobody else got their jobs back, not even Mom or Dad.

"Nobody knows. It's a mysterious mystery. Maybe no one will ever find out, the doors are always shut" Mom said to me.

"I want to meet him someday" I said. It was on my 'Bucket List' as older kids and grown ups liked to call the list of things they want to do before they died. I wanted to meet Freddy Fazbear.

"Maybe someday you will" Mom said before looking at the digital alarm clock we got at a yard sale.

"Alright sweetie, I believe it's time for you to go to sleep and get ready to greet the day tomorrow" she said pulling the covers over me and kissing my forehead and turning the lights off.

"Goodnight" I said gently.

"Goodnight, Jeremy" mom told me before shutting the door. I then looked to my window which had an amazing view of Freddy's pizza factory and fell asleep.

A/N: There you go, Jeremy has been introduced, the history of Freddy Fazbear and his amazing pizza has been revealed as well. In the next update, Jeremy's wish may finally come true when Freddy makes the announcement of his contest to the whole world! More to come in the next update. Please Review, thanks!