Fred woke up at 6:00AM due to another nightmare about his father. 'God, let it end.' Thought Fred. Fred headed downstairs to the kitchen to get some breakfast (They also lived on the top floor of the pizzeria)

"Know let's see here…" Said Fred, opening the fridge, "Waffles, orange juice, panca-"

Fred was interrupted by a rumbling noise from behind him. He turned around slowly. Fred froze. Before him was a large hole, glowing with purple. He started to feel dizzy. Then suddenly, he blacked out.

Fred woke with a headache, and the bouncing of the inside of a car wasn't helping with it. Wait, the inside of a car? Fred opened his eyes and realized he was inside of a car, and he was in a… Giant child safety seat?

"Ah, I see you're awake."

Oh god. Fred knew this voice too well. It was the voice of the man who tried to kill him. The voice of his father, Mr. Fraiser Fazbear.

"What's with the startled look?"

Fred started to freak out. He squirmed around inside the safety seat to escape but it was no use. A flow of tears started to form in his eyes. Wait, was he crying? 'No!' Fred thought, 'Im a damn adult! I'm not two, I have to stay strong.'

"So," Fred sniffled, "Why are we in a car? Couldn't you just teleport us to wherever you're taking me?"

"I could have…" Said Fraiser, "But that wouldn't be as fun."

"Where are we going anyway?"

"Home."

Wait a minute. Home? He doesn't mean the old diner does he? That place has been abandoned for years.

Ten minutes later the bouncing of the car stopped.

"We're home!" Said Fraiser getting out of the car.

Fred looked out the window in shock. Right on the front of the building was a sign that said:

Fraiser's Family Diner.

How? The place has been abandoned for years! But somehow it looks brand new. Fraiser opened the car door by Fred and unbuckled him from the large child safety seat. 'Quick!' Thought Fred, 'Now's my chance to escape!'. Right when Fraiser unbuckled him Fred sprung out of the seat. He was about to make a break for it but Fraiser quickly caught him in his arms. Fred couldn't have felt more weird. He was being carried by a man only a little bit taller than him, his own father to be exact, to a fixed up abandoned diner. And what made Fred even more weird was how strong Fraiser was, being able to carry someone the same weight as him. Though he shouldn't be too surprised, he is magical after all. Wait, that's it! 'I'm magic so I can just teleport out of here!' Fred thought, 'How did I not think this from the very beginning?'. Fred concentrated, and focused on going home, nothing. Fred concentrated harder, nothing. Fred tried to concentrate as hard as he possibly could, nothing. What? Why was it not working? Fred started to panic as Fraiser carried him inside the diner. The diner was empty, which would obviously be normal since it's abandoned, though to Fred, it seemed almost… Creepy. Fraiser then carried Fred up the stairs to their old home. Fred looked around and saw that almost everything was different, there was a huge highchair, playmat, bouncer, playpen, you name it. It made him worry what was next. Fred was then carried to his old room, which was completely different. The walls were painted a baby blue, there was blue carpeting, a pile of stuffed animals, a few shelves, and a huge crib and changing table.

"Of course we have to get you prepared." Said Fraiser.

"What do you mean 'prepared'?"

Fraiser then pointed to the large changing table. Fred's face turned an intense red.

Oh yeah, Y'all know we're this is going.

See you in the next chapter.