I'm baaaack :D I promise this chapter will be longer. Might take a little longer to write- but if you like it, let me know. If I'm doing something wrong, let me know.

BTW I FORGOT A DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but mah OC's ^.^ I wish I did…..*runs away crying*

RandomHamster33: Yea, I spent like 5 hours trying to figure out how to make it original from other fanfics o.o

PrincessAnime8: Don't worry, lol. Wait, does character death in the past count?! If so, then sorry. But no ones going to die in this chapter. But I can't say the same for the next flashback chapter J

RangerLauren: You're awesome. 'Nuff said.

Okay, okay, I'll start the chapter.

Freddy Fazbear's (Or Fredbear's, that still confuses me) Pizzeria, 1987

"C'mon mom, I wanna go see Bonnie!" Were the pleaing words of a little boy, dragging his mother across the parking lot to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. "Ergh, I knew I shouldn't have taken a work day off for this," She muttered under her breath, while watching her 5 year-old son venture into the Pizzeria. She jogged to catch up.

"Whoa," Said 5-year-old Jack Pluy, with a huge grin on his face. "This place is awesome!" His mother, Sally, couldn't help but smile aswell. As much as he irritated her sometimes, she loved Jack and enjoyed seeing him happy.

The smell of pizza greeted Jack when he walked through the big doors, and the sound of Freddy and his friend's songs were bouncing off the walls. Jacks face lit up with pure joy. As much excitement as he could hear coming from the stage area, he could hear screams of pleasure and applause near a part of the Pizzeria he's never been.

Jack glanced curiously in the direction of the section labled "Pirate's Cove" and before his Mom could say, "Where do you want to go?" He had darted off towards it.

When he got there, a man wearing a uniform said Hi to him and asked for a ticket. "Uhm…" said Jack, Then the man laughed, showing he was joking, and let Jack through the doors. What he saw was probably the coolest thing jack had ever seen.

A big, awesome-looking fox animatronic with an eyepatch and tattered shorts was preforming a play for the kids sitting in the Pirate's Cove seating area. He was acting out sword fighting someone on his ship, making jokes as he went, keeping the kids entertained and laughing.

"Wanna go sit?" Jack's mom asked him. "Yea!" He hurried over an took a seat in the back row, next to a kid with a buzz haircut and dark brown eyes. He was an older kid, probably the oldest in the crowd- about 12 years old- but Jack didn't consider this. He was too busy cheering for Foxy and the amazing tales of his adventures.

"Ye' all wish te' hear 'bout Foxy and te' adventure of 'is life?" The roar of Yes!'s and YEAH!'s were overwhealming, so much that some of the parents covered their ears. "Well, ye' see, I wasn't always a pirate! I was a gambler, though! Me deals 'ere outrageous! 'ven if I wasn't a pirate, I sure traveled 'cross t'e world!" A lot of quiets Oooohs and Ahhhhs sounded in response.

For hours, Foxy did that- he talked of his adventures, joked around with the kids- and Jack never did get bored, but, his mom sure did. In the middle of one of Foxy's adventure stories that required a volunteer, she tapped his shoulder, which distracted him from his hand shooting up.. "Hey, buddy, wanna go do something else?" Although she spoke gently, there was an irritated edge to her voice.

"No, mommy, I wanna watch Fox-" Before he could finish the sentence, the room errupted in screams. Not screams of joy, mind you- but screams of terror. Jack whirrled around before his mother could stop him- and what he saw was terrible. Sprawled on the floor was the boy Jack had previously been sitting next to- execpt now he was in a pool of blood. His face was covered in the thick, red liquid- a chunk of his head was missing. Jack could see brain matter clear and gruesome- a sight he, quite honestly, thought he really could have gone without seeing.

Foxy was twitching, and sparks were flying. Blood and brain matter covered his muzzel. His jaw was limp and broken.

Jack started crying. He didn't want to see this, and he was very, very scared. His mother grabbed him, hugging him tightly, and ran out.

AHAHAHAHA! Okay before you all start assuming that Jack is the familiar face, let me remind you: We have another flashback to go, people! This story isn't all about the bite tragedy. Plsu, that would be a copy of RangerLauren's story(check her out she's AWESOME) Incase you forgot, there were two major tragedies in Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria history J Yes, I'm evil, I know. Deal with it MUAHAHAHAHA

Btw, if you're wondering why this came out so late, it's probably because I'm in the PST time so I'm behind most of you- and I have school, sadly…If I could write all day I would, trust me :P

-iStormy