Chapter 2- A Run in With Ethan

A little after midnight, five days before Clive's brother's party, Rodri finally made it home, drenched in water from head to toe. She luckily shielded the Bear mask from the rain, though it did get a little wet. She took the blunt force of the rain, having to walk a fairly long distance in the rain just to get to her house.

She took a quick shower, after hiding the mask under her bed. Her brother didn't usually come into her room, but her older brother would when he got there on Wednesday. She did NOT want him finding out about what she would do that friday. He was not a very open person; he was extremely uptight. He would not understand her. She attempted to read another book, before she forgot she had just finished her book. Strange, she didn't forget things so easily… she pushed off the thought, she was fine. A little mistake. She turned out her light, laying down gently into bed to shut off the world and fall into a deep sleep.

That night, She dreamt of the party she would attend. The one she would crash. The crying children. The look on the poor boy's face when they… well… she didn't really know what they would do exactly, just that it would be very drastic. She had a sinking feeling that it would end up bad for him… but she ignored the feeling, thinking it was nothing.

She woke up to see her younger brother smiling at her.

"Rodri! I'm Hungry!" He said, swaying back and forth on his feet.

"What time is it, Henry?" Rodri said, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. He smiled, holding up all but two of his fingers. "Eight? Alright, we might have some cereal… maybe milk… HA! Just kidding! Want an omelet?" She said, rubbing his head. He giggled, hopping out of the room. She quickly went to her mirror and straightened her hair, checking under her bed to make sure the mask was still fine. She saw it's empty eye holes stare back at her. I'll wear this friday… she thought, hiding it by pushing it back a bit. She dreaded the thought of someone else finding it, asking her questions, wondering where she got it. She didn't like the idea of lying to her younger brother.

During breakfast, she decided to call Tuesday. Tuesday was her best friend, and she usually called her, not to talk about friday, but just to give her some relief with the stress she would endure over the week. Rodri hated waiting. She also decided to call Amber, asking her to bring some of the cookies her mother made that morning (Amber said she made way too many anyways).

"Tuesday is coming over?" Henry asked Rodri, whom nodded with a smile. Henry's face got a bit red as he continued to eat his breakfast. Rodri laughed, continuing to talk to Amber.

"Please don't talk about last night when you get here, I don't want Tuesday or Henry finding out about it…" She whispered, weary of her brother listening in. Henry didn't seem to notice, but she decided that that would be the last the that she would say on the matter.

"Are you ready to meet Amber, Henry?" Rodri said, smiling.

"I guess…" He said, clearly not.

"She's bringing cookies."

"YES."

Rodri laughed, hanging up the phone and sitting down to wait. Tuesday lived a bit farther away from her than Amber. Amber would be at her house in about ten minutes. She would have to relax until then. She closed her eyes, images of the night before flashing in the dark of her close eyes. She heard her brother walking around, saying something about "Tuesday" and "Haven't seen her in exactly two weeks…". She smiled, knowing how much of a crush the little boy had on her friend. She didn't blame him, Tuesday was always too kind to everyone she met. She usually went out of her way to do something for someone else. Once, when her school had given out ice cream to all the children who read four books over the summer, Tuesday had shared hers with Rodri, since she had only just moved into town and didn't get any. That was, actually, the first time Rodri had even seen Tuesday, much less spoken to her or shared ice cream with.

That was why Tuesday wasn't in on the plan or would never find out about it. She would never, even actually play a trick on someone nor would she scare little children. It was a devastating prospect, Rodri thought, if Tuesday found out about it.

Rodri jumped as she heard a knock on the door, looking over to see Henry opening it with a strange, almost scared expression. Rodri jumped up, dashing over to her brother to see who it was. She half expected to see Amber at the door… but she was instead met with the terrifying face of a young, mysterious man. He looked down at Henry and Rodri, a strange… glint in his eyes. He smiled.

"Hello, I'm Ethan, and you're-"

"Nervous." Rodri blurted, pushing her brother gently behind her. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" She said, aware of her rudeness. She didn't know this man, nor did she know why he was here.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I don't believe we've met, but you've met my son, Clive, right?" He said, the smile turning into an anxious expression. Rodri sighed a breath of relief.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Kenneth! I didn't realise it was you!" She said. She had never actually met him before, but she did see a picture of him from Clive. It was much longer ago that she actually saw that picture, and he changed a lot since then.

"I just wanted to let you know that I caught Clive out last night, and I wanted to know if you maybe knew about it? He wouldn't tell me where he went." He said, his arms being crossed. He didn't say it in an accusing voice, but she knew that he probably had an inkling that she was with Clive that night. She shook her head.

"No sir, I didn't know that! I was home with my younger brother- this is Henry by the way- and I would never leave him here by himself." She said, patting her brother on the head, who had moved to be behind his sister's back. He peered around her at the tall man, his blonde hair rubbing against her shirt.

"Oh, well, that's okay. Anyway, I also came here to ask you if you could come to my other son's birthday- It's this Friday, I hope you can make it! Anyway, I gotta dash to work, now, if you will excuse me!" He hurriedly nodded, stepping off the porch to get back to his car. He straightened his yellow badge as he quickly turned the car on and drove out of sight. Rodri laughed, the experience being fairly amusing. He was in such a rush, that he forgot to even tell her where his son's birthday would be. She turned to Henry.

"Please don't open the door for random strangers anymore." She sighed, shutting the door quietly, following Henry back into the living room. They both sat down, trying to relax.

"Sorry Rodri… but I knew him, you know." He said, smiling at her. She blinked.

"What?"

"Yeah! That's Ivan's dad! He's kinda creepy… but I did know him!" He said, Looking at Rodri with a look of pride "Can I got to Ivan's birthday party? I'm his best friend!" He smiled hopefully.

Rodri felt her stomach drop. This could not have been worse. Not only would she be crashing a party with that man possibly being there, but she would have to face the prospect of either taking her younger brother there too, or telling him he couldn't go to his best friend's birthday party. She wished she could just melt into the sofa and never have to leave. She gulped.

"Um… well… of course! Who would I be to tell you no!?" She laughed, her eyes looking everywhere but at Henry. Henry started to cheer as the door knocked again. Henry looked at Rodri thoughtfully as she got up to open it, careful to make SURE that Rodri saw he was certainly not opening the door, as she asked. Amber smiled at her through the door, her hands full of tubs of cookies. Her mother really did have too many cookies.

"Hey Amber." Rodri said, taking a few of the tubs- Amber accepted the gesture with a smile- and setting them on the counter. Henry looked at the tubs like a vulture, waiting for the other girls to both look away for just a single moment.

"Cookies are heavy." Amber sighed, doing the same as Rodri. She opened one herself, taking a handful and handing them to Henry "I swear you I saw you drooling when I walked in, and I know it wasn't me you wanted to see!" She laughed, and Henry thoughtfully, yet forcefully took the cookies, shoving them in his mouth with a quick motion. He looked at Rodri, who just shook her head and laughed as well.

"Well Henry, this is my friend Amber, don't be rude!" Rodri laughed, gesturing him to do something with her. Henry nodded.

"Hi! I'm Henry Eden, I'm seven, nice to meet you." He said, smiling at Amber warmly. Amber returned the gesture.

"I'm Amber Lenith, nice to meet you too." She said, plopping down on the couch. Henry smiled, edging his way to the kitchen, probably trying to sneak some cookies while they talked. Rodri waved her hand in his direction, signaling that it was okay for him to take some. He jumped into the kitchen with excitement, at that.

"So Amber, how you holding up?" Rodri said, pulling her knee up to her chest in the chair. Amber sighed, pulling her hair to sit behind her shoulders.

"I'm okay, I had to explain to my parents this morning that the mask was something I'd wear during the party- that everyone had a similar mask. They bought it, luckily." She sighed, clearly still shaken about it. Rodri decided to turn on their television, hoping it would break the tension.

"I hid mine from everyone- it's under my bed… but get this, Clive's dad came by my house, asking about Clive and where he was last night!" Rodri said, her eyes darting back towards the door, it's heavy set window covered in a thin curtain. Just as she thought about it, the door knocked again, and this time Henry was upon it, a bright smile on his face. He checked the window this time, the smile getting wider as he saw Tuesday- Rodri assumed at least- and opened the door.

"Hey Henry!" Tuesday's calm voice sent a calming air throughout Rodri's house. She patted the young boy's head, who seemed ecstatic, and came towards Amber and Rodri. Without hesitating, the two girls hugged, maybe a bit too long than comfortable, but Rodri just needed that moment. Tuesday and Amber exchanged an awkward hug as well, before they all sat back down, this time Henry awkwardly sitting on a couch adjacent their.

"Okay, so, what's up?" Tuesday asked, pulling her brown hair up into a ponytail. Rodri forgot that that was what she usually did when she sat down. Rodri assumed it was what got her adjusted to her surroundings. Or maybe she just liked her hair up.

"I have, SO much to tell you!" Rodri cried, telling her of the past few weeks, making sure to leave out what happened last night.

Rodri swayed, feeling her head swim with her body. Everything felt weird… she had forgotten what it was she was doing, and or even where she was. Who she was…

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

"We're not done yet!"

"We didn't mean to do it… we swear…"

"Henry… oh god… i'm so sorry…"

"I can't do it… I can't… I just need to go…"

All her memories fled from here… whatever it was that happened, whatever she did, she forgot it with the rest.

"Stop! No! I didn't mean to! I swear!"

"Come on man, you gotta get up! If you don't, you'll miss the party!" A voice lingered on the edge of consciousness.

"Huh?"

"Come on Freddy! If you don't get out there, the kids will start to get upset! We don't want that do we?"

Freddy looked down at himself. He felt the grip on his microphone, moved his leg slightly, and even tried turning his head. He heard the mechanical sounds he made. "What?"

"Freddy? You okay?" He finally made out what was talking to him. It was a strange rabbit, just as tall as him, looking at him through reddish brown eyes.

"I… don't know what's going on…" He admitted. The Rabbit turned away, his head arching downward.

"You must be tired… it's okay! Chica and I can handle this! Just come out when you're ready, hey! I'll tell them you're just eating cake again! They'll think that's funny!" He said, bounding away from the curtained stage, out of sight. Freddy looked around himself, taking in his surroundings. A mic stand stood alone in the center of the stage, and a small table lay hidden off to the right of it, a single plastic looking cupcake sitting atop it.

"What…" Freddy looked at his arm, the brown fur that covered it. It seemed so… foreign.. So fake… just as the stage on which he sat. He needed to see what was happening. He figured that if he just stuck his head out from behind the stage, he'd understand a bit more. Or anything, he didn't even know his own name a few seconds ago. Doing just as he thought, he peered around the party room. Children raced around, party hats on their heads, their arms wild and high. One child, however, was sitting away from the rest. He seemed upset, his arms crossed and his head pointed away from the table. There was no one near him...

Freddy stood up by some unforeseen urge to talk to him. He felt that it was his job to comfort him, kind of like whatever it was that bunny was talking about. He edged out from behind the curtain, the boy was actually fairly close to the stage, he wouldn't have to go far. He made few paces. He tried to be quick about it, but he found that he moved very slowly, and it would take quite awhile to get to him. Finally, the young boy looked up at him as he stood over him, staring dead back at him. His blue eyes and blonde hair seemed so… odd to Freddy, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Hi Freddy… um…" He seemed uneasy, making Freddy wonder what was wrong with him. He could see his eyes become glassy, like they were wet. Suddenly, the young boy started to cry, nod with noise or sobbing, but just with tiny crystal tears falling from his eyes. He wiped them as he looked up at the bear again, his face almost angry.

"Go away! This is your restaurant! You're the reason I'll never see Rodri again!" He quickly got up and shoved at the bear, then ran away out of sight.

"...Rodri…?" Freddy looked down at his hands, confusion gripping him, then backed up as he saw everyone looking at him. He quickly backed towards the stage to hide for the rest of the evening.

As the day came to a close, Rodri waved goodbye to Tuesday as she took her trek back to her house. She had stayed nearly all day, just talking with Amber and Rodri about general, nonsense things. It never occurred to Rodri to even mention the night before- she just wanted to talk with her. To talk to anyone, really. Henry came and left during the day, in and out of his room, complaining about reading a book and Rodri hogging the television. Amber stayed, however. She left a few hours earlier to get some clothes and such in order to spend the night (Which was strictly against Rodri's parent's rules, which is why Tuesday left).

After putting Henry to bed, and grabbing a few snacks to have with Amber, Rodri made her way to her room. The floor squealed with protest as she glided towards her door, feeling a slight chill overcome her.

She pushed away the feeling, thinking it was just a draft or an open window, and chose to ignore it. "I brought snacks Amber." Rodri said, looking at the other girl in her orange pajamas. Amber grinned as Rodri sat down next to her, her blue pajamas contrasting her in a very pleasing way, she thought.

"So… do you have the mask too? I brought mine." Amber said, pulling her bag close to her. Rodri did wonder why her bag was so big for just a single night over.

"Yeah." Rodri said flatly, leaning down under her bed and retrieving the mask. The thought that she would wear this was somewhat worrying to Rodri, it would hide her face from her own brother… from Clive's dad too. The empty eye holes would soon be filled with her's.

"I still can't believe I said I'd do it… I just… I wanted to really make a mark here, you know?" Amber said, sighing as she balanced the heavy set mask in her hands.

"I understand. You've only been here for like what, almost a year?" Rodri said, trying to remember when Amber had moved here. She and her really hadn't been close in terms of friendship before Sunday night, when they were forced to share a flashlight. She grew to like the other girl, she liked her overall nice behaviour, but appreciated her love of fun. "I didn't think you'd do it, when I heard the plan. I… I'm glad you did though. Other wise I'd probably do it with a bunch of other guys. It'd be pretty weird."

"Oh come on Rodri, you know for a fact that they would have asked Nate, right? He's not much of a guy!" Amber giggled, making Rodri laugh too.

"True, maybe they would give him the Chica mask too, because he's such a little girl!" Rodri laughed, slipping the mask on. "Besides, you look better in that mask than he would! It suits you."

"That's rich- it doesn't even match my hair!"

"And mine does?"

"Truth." Amber and Rodri laughed, continuing to put the mask on and off repeatedly, enjoying the idea of them.

"Do you wonder what the robot that would wear these would look like? I bet they're pretty cool." Amber admitted, looking around the room for no reason in particular. Rodri shrugged.

"I dunno, I think mine is actually a dude." She said. She didn't say it to complain, she only meant that she actually preferred the mask over the others. It had an… authoritarian air to it. Large and in charge, she thought.

Amber yawned loudly, stretching her arms high over her head. "Wow! We should get some sleep! It's already midnight!" She laughed, taking off the mask and slipping it back in her bag. "Good night Rodri… I'm super tired." Amber said. Before Rodri could reply and tell her how dumb going to bed was at this time was, Amber had already turned off the lamp and hopped onto the makeshift bed on the floor. Rodri sighed, taking off her mask and placing it back in its spot. She pulled herself back into bed, trying to relax.

The thought that she had only a few more days before she would be at the party seemed so surreal. She almost longed for it to be tomorrow, but also wished the day would never come. She fell asleep pondering the thought of all the crying children and laughing friends that she would see on Friday.

Rodri fell into a deep, dark, black pit. She was surrounded by laughing children, crying children… and many, many children wearing masks. They all stared at her, either giggling hysterically, sobbing quietly, or just… watching her, as she fell down. Suddenly, a pale, almost golden face, stared down at her with the eyes of a hawk. It wasn't, however, the eyes that scared Rodri the most. It was it's smile that seemed to pierce her to her very soul, her very essence. It's eyes were black, with white dots protruding from the middle.

"Don't go through with it, or you may find that you won't ever leave that place… all things come to an end, and if you do go to that party, you will too"

"You have exactly 4 days until the party… you better make them count."

Before Rodri drifted away, she could have sworn she heard a faint, banging sound, and a familiar voice scream as it thumped on a wall, only to hear it all fade away into the black of her slumber.

Author's Note-

HEY! Sooo, I decided to write some more to this, because I figured I could get this thing done in maybe, oh I don't know, three for four more chapters? Maybe more? Anyway, I REALLY enjoyed writing this, mostly because I haven't been writing FNAF stuff for months, and it feels SOOOO good to write these little stories. I love throwing in little mysteries and weird occurrences into an already mysterious subject! I'm addicted to the weird! But in all seriousness, I just wanna say that this has been extreamly fun to write, and I will get around to WTGT, because I really want to finish that, and it's fun, and OMG IM SO FRICKIN EXCITED.

Also, I'd LOVE to shout out to my first commenter on this story, who was actually the person who motivated me into writing this next chapter! Ridlius, who said that I deserved an award for writing in a car! And YES, I had the opportunity to write this on my computer, which is why I wrote this one MUCH MUCH faster! Keep being awesome man!

Next chapter ETA, well, whenever I gosh darn feel like it! Later days!

Side Note-

I've been on summer vacation for about 2 weeks now, and I am so bored, that today, I WALKED ON A TREADMILL.
I know
I'm crazy
Someone help me

Oh god