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Five Nights at Freddy's : Joy of Re-Creation
Chapter 1 : Hopes and Plans
Mr. Fazbear drove his BMW M3 car up the hill towards his home, the quietness of the night that only fillled the engine sound as companion. He decided to look for some job earlier, but he wasn't that good at other type of job and also attempted to find some help, resisted to abandon his only companion since his father demise. No one had anything that could help him, so he planned to be unemployed until he know what to do.
Somehow, he heard some whispers through his mind, cries of children he couldn't help. They as if slightly scream everytime he was about to turn his car, or to reach something nearby.
Scared to even open his mouth, drenched a little caused by his sweats, did an effort to chill by turning the radio on, what a troublesome that he unable to find anything except statics.
"What?, Oh! Come on!" He hoped that he could find anything on the radio and was trying to stay focus on the gravel road.
At this point, he managed to slow down his car, cause his hands began to shake uncontrollably, he gradually lost his focus to the road. After around 5 minutes, he release his hands from the steering wheel. He leaned on the car seat with sigh out from his mouth. He decided to go out from the car and get some fresh air. He put his hands inside his side-pocket whilst looking at the city.
"What are they doing right now?" He wondered about the animatronics. Determined-with all of his power, to stand up for them. After he got some coolness, he went straightly to his house. Yawned as he closed and locked the door.
Mr. Fazbear house was messed up, cobwebs around every corner, the walls was covered with particle of dust. Noticeably a table was flipped up and some windows were crannied. Bleak rooms, except the one with light coming out from inside of it. It was so tidy inside, though It also quite dirty. Indeed, it was his bedroom. He sat on the chair beside his bed, inspecting the other rooms for a few seconds. He didn't have anytime to clean it up, not because he was lazy, he just didn't want to do something tiresome when he was tired, and he always tired when he came here.
A vibration spread through his pocket, someone phoned him, it was unknown contact.
"Hello?"
"Is this Freddy Fazbear Pizza?" The Caller asked.
"Yes, I'm the owner" Mr. Fazbear confused, why would anyone call a closed-restaurant?.
"Good, I've heard that the restaurant is closed?"
"Then, what is your intention to call?" He began to be serious, walked to the window-opened it to get a better phone signal.
"Uhh..I want to contribute, in order to rebuild it, May I?"
Mr. Fazbear stupefied, his desire finally came true, he was so excited, but didn't show it in expression. No matter what kind of contribution, It could be a good kick-starter.
"Can we meet face to face?" He inquired.
"..Sure, we could meet at the restaurant?" The Caller himself hesitated about the place he chose.
"When?" He prepared to go if it was going to be the next minute. Taking up the car keys on a shelf.
"Right now..If you can.."
"Sure" Mr. Fazbear immediately ran towards the front door, slammed it behind without locking it, quickly started the car's engine and drove as fast as he could towards the pizzeria.
[Freddy Fazbear Pizza - Front Yard]
As he arrived, he could barely saw the volunteers, standing as he waited for him, The car has been parked and the engine gone off. Mr. Fazbear couldn't wait to release the seat belt and to open the door. Eyes widely opened when he found a young teenager, sitting on what supposed to be his motorcycle. Wearing a bluish-black jacket, a trouser and with slightly curly hair.
"Y-You.." Mr, Fazbear almost disbelief himself. He put and adjusted his top-hat, an iconic object to describe his leadership on the pizzeria, similar to Freddy's hat.
The Boy nodded with a smile, gazed to the boy's right hand, a briefcase that seemed to contain the 'help'
"You're just..a kid" The boy merely chuckled, he knew that it would surprised him, he then introduced himself to the rightful owner.
"My name is Raynield padh, but you could call me Ray, sir" The boy said, shaking his hand with him.
"It's a great honor to meet you"
"Me too" Mr. Fazbear answered, after a moment, he began to feel sleepy, covering his yawn.
"So, could we get to the point?" He inquired.
"Alright, these are things that I want to share" Ray unlocked the briefcase and flipped the case, A pile of money, and each of it was 100 dollars, which made Mr. Fazbear astonished.
"I always want to have something like this place.." He paused, gazing the dark-pizzeria.
"..But then I want to have this place..yet, I'm not experienced at all.."
"I guess you were a..customer?, you seemed to be familiar with this place, but I never heard of that name before?" Mr. Fazbear usually inspected the customer name's list, they used a ticket system before.
"I used to get there, but based on the news, It moved here, is it?" Ray clarified. Mr. Fazbear realized that Ray was talking about the previous establishment, where there were 4 party rooms and a huge dining room, also filled with a great-few facility, including the countless arcade games.
"I'm asking the permission to work in this place sir.." Ray statement even made Mr. Fazbear stunned, he could buy this place if he want, why would he work for it?. He initially hesitant, though It didn't matter at all, he granted his permission, at least as a token of gratitude.
"You could own this place if you want tho" He retorted at Ray, certainly impossible for him, he let out a joyfull-short laugh.
"No, sir I-"
"Hold on Ray, we have to rebuild this place first, okay?" He reminded Ray about how far they were;from a beginning of what they wished to accomplish. Rather than felling the cold wind, Mr. Fazbear and Ray warmed themselves within the restaurant, Arranging plans for the Grand-Reopening.
[Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria]
Mr. Fazbear switched the light in the dining room instead of the entrance, avoiding someone unauthenticated. He gasped for breath at the same time when he saw The Show Stage nor Pirate Cove were unoccupied, no sign of panicking on his face, he even sure that the animatronics won't be far, so he headed to one of two 'Invisible' area for public, the kitchen.
He left Ray to look around, he was still wearing his jacket, though it wasn't as cold as outside. A boarded room attracted his attention, suspiciously stared at it, heavily nailed and locked with a sign 'RESTRICTED' on it. He smelled a foul odor coming from that room, like a rotten-flesh, he tried to measure the range of the smells. When he reached the dining room, the smell completely gone, which means the room won't be known easily.
Meanwhile..In the kitchen..
"Guys!, Guys!" Mr. Fazbear yelled until it echoed throughout the place, a lot of puddle he almost stepped on, he was going to check the restroom. He observe the kitchen carefully, nothing else more than a few pans lied in disarray, he knew Chica loved to play with it.
"Where are they?" He muttered, about to leave the kitchen, accidentally stepped on a delicate hard-plastic, yet a small-metal like when he pressed it a little bit. He bended his body to reach it.
'Chica's cupcake?' He thought himself, inspecting the destroyed thing he just stepped on. A Fake eye came out from it and fell to the ground.
..Backstage..
Happiness, what Ray felt when he found the animatronics inside, sadly, they seemed to deactivated or simply dead, he examined them one by one, joints were rusty and their parts were connected in a weird way. Most of their cables were crumpled and broken. Basically they were put back together by someone who didn't have any experience on animatronics. In those circumstances, it was beyond impossible for them to active.
"What are you-" Mr. Fazbear reprimand suddenly stopped, with a stunned expression-It was great to finally found Freddy, Foxy, Bonnie and Chica, although they merely unactive, nothing more than blank life-less eyes. No sign of movement, twitching, or making mechanical noises.
"Could you fix them?" He felt uneasy, 'these things were the only shell for the spirits to move, if it was dead then they would trapped inside'
"We could buy a new one, I-"
"Tell me, they could be fixed!" Mr. Fazbear turned extremely aggressive, he pulled Ray's collar.
"But, W-Why?"
"Just tell me!" He demanded, nevertheless, it made Ray looked at him in a strange way, his lineament were expressing suspicion along with panic, after a quick nod. Being the only chance for him to save his friends, Mr. Fazbear took the risk to tell Ray the truth about the secrets behind the cheerful children smiles inside the restaurant, an endless nightmare that somehow 'cut' his nerves.
"I'll tell you..but promise me that you won't tell anyone, okay?" Mr. Fazbear released Ray's collar.
"Okay then, but why so serious?" Ray said, a bit annoyed, mixed feelings between itself, confusion and curiosity. In a very-quick time, Mr. Fazbear closed every single nearby windows and doors to avoid some unwanted people.
Finally, he sat on a porous chair next to Ray, who was rubbing his eyes because of the sleepiness. Considering about how confidential was the event, he conceded in a very-low tone. Which made Ray had to get closer.
"Did you know about the report of 'Missing Children Incidents'?" Mr. Fazbear asked him, Ray nodded his head, secretly knew ;he was about to be a victim in that incidents back in the previous establishment.
"It wasn't right at all, it was definitely a massacre, the killer hid their bodies inside the old animatronics" He waited for Ray's response.
Ray fell into a deep silent, the massacre victims were his friends, besides;he almost became the part of it.
"I'm not-We are not the one who killed them, but they always ran for the security guards, I don't know why.." Mr. Fazbear raised a hand,right before Ray attempted to say something.
"The Prototype of current animatronics weren't the previous one, It still mysterious how it could live again, yet - the leaking blood and mucus were meant to be-"
"Reanimated corpses.." Ray said, showing his fear with his face expression.
"Exactly"
"In other words, they lived-again as it"
Ray got shocked and Mr. Fazbear knew he will, despised to admit the day when he was a child.
The story was over, Mr. Fazbear reached a paper and a pen in his pocket on his shirt. He wiped his perspiration and prepared his hand to write on the paper.
"Let's set up things, shall we?" He smiled in drowsiness, in a very-long time, they discussed every-arrangement for the Grand Re-Opening in the dining room, Ray adduce his opinions while Mr. Fazbear took it into a consideration, starting from rebuilding the place, new-menus of food and other things they might need for.
Midnight was when their energy ran out, still;they need to think much more harder for a clogged point, It was the most complicated case. Respecting Mr. Fazbear and didn't want to make anything go wrong, Ray put the choice on Mr. Fazbear.
"Our budget doesn't support this.." Ray reminded him, but he refuse to diminish things written on the paper.
"Then..What should we do?"
"We only need to redesign them..Make a little difference on them" Mr. Fazbear said, propped his chin on his hand.
"I'll redesign them then" Ray told him, It made Mr. Fazbear a little surprised.
"What-"
"Hold on!, I'm a designer, we just need an engineer or animatronics expert"
"I knew a guy, can you finish the design within 20 hours, at least?" Mr. Fazbear asked him. Writing the last thing on the paper, flipped it and put it inside his pocket back.
"Sure thing, Is it done?" Ray answered, then inquired him about the plans.
"Meet me here, tomorrow at 8 sharp, and yeah, It's done" Mr. Fazbear shook his hand as he locked the place and went home.
'Hope this works'
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Well, School just screwing up my plan to upload this, sorry if there's no animatronics in this part, I'll try to make it true in the next chapter.
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