A/N: Hello there! Today, we begin the plot of this story! Yes- this story is going to have a plot, it's not just a bunch of random adventures the animatronics have. Though it won't come until later, just remember- I have a much bigger plan in mind. :)

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Chapter 1:

New Faces

Barry. Barry the Bear.

Interesting play on words...but that wasn't his real name. The robot bear knew that much- his name wasn't his real name, nor were those of the other animatronics.

Ronald the Rabbit...Donna the Duck...Cody the Coyote...those weren't right. The bear, while knowing his own real name, also knew the names of the others. They all did. He knew they were wrong- in more ways than one. 'Donna' wasn't a duck at all- she was a chicken. 'Cody's' name was inaccurate as well, as he was a fox.

The bear had no idea as to the motives of the owner for changing their names- something about the history of the original restaurants...whatever that meant.

As he watched the children run around the dining area, the next song set to be played any minute, the bear thought of his true identity. Well...he didn't know if it even was his real name. However, it was the only name out of the ones he knew that really seemed to click.

Bonnie... Chica... Foxy... and Freddy Fazbear. Those were their real names. That was his real name.

It was now 12:15 AM. Though the restaurant closed at around 10:00, the four animatronics didn't actually start moving around until 12:00. To them, it just felt right for some reason.

"Chica, you need to stop trying to raid the kitchen," Freddy scolded to the chicken in question. "The employees are going to get mad."

"But there are so many types in here!" Chica protested as she emerged with several boxes stacked in her arms. "Seriously, I'm still finding new ones in there! There's pineapple, bacon, broccoli..."

"And why exactly does that matter?" another voice asked coldly. "Ye be a robot, lass- ye have no way of eatin' any o' them!"

"I can dream, Foxy!" Chica retorted, turning her magenta eyes towards the doorway where the voice came from. She then turned back to the boxes, staring wistfully at them as though actually imagining what it would be like to eat the food inside.

"Well, make sure you don't actually try to eat them like yesterday," Freddy admonished. "Those mechanics were really upset. And Foxy won't clean up again."

"Ye bet your fuzzy hide I won't!" Foxy shouted, as he was now standing in the doorway from before, waving his hook in warning.

"I said I was sorry about that!" Chica yelled to the pirate fox in an irritated tone. As the two of them argued, Freddy simply ignored them (He was used to it by now) walked over to the stage where a purple bunny was tuning his guitar - even though it was fake (hey, he can dream!).

"Say Freddy, what should I say when we introduce ourselves on stage tomorrow?" Bonnie asked the bear, his metal ears drooped in worry.

"Why are you asking that?" Freddy asked, "Just say what you usually do."

"But tomorrow is a birthday party!" Bonnie pointed out. "The first one since we opened! It has to be special, Freddy! Special!"

"Alright, calm down," Freddy replied, holding up his paws in a defensive manner.

"Calm? This is too important for calm!" Bonnie responded in an anxious voice. He began to pace the stage, seeming to have forgotten about Freddy. "Uh...'Hey kids, today's a very special day!' No, too cliche. 'Guess what day it is!' No, too confusing..."

Freddy decided it would be best to leave Bonnie to his ranting and proceeded to slowly back away.

Clank!

"So , that's how ya wanna to play it, One-Eye?"

"I accept yer challenge, Feather-Brain!"

Freddy quickly turned his eyes to where Foxy and Chica had been before- and found a very different sight. The pizza boxes were unharmed, but the two animatronics were facing eachother angrily. Chica was holding a frying pan, and Foxy was brandishing a pizza cutter. The fox taunted, "Be warned, lass, ol' Foxy is the best swordsman this side o' th' seven seas!"

"Oh yeah? Well I..." Chica stopped, trying to think of a good comeback. "...That's not even a sword!"

Freddy's eyes widened and he yelled frantically, "Waaaaait!"

He sprinted over to the two of them as fast as his mechanical legs could carry him to break them up before things got out of hand. All this, no matter how hectic, felt...normal to the four animatronics. Like nothing had changed, nothing was different.

Things were different, though. The names they were given was enough evidence of that. Everything felt different to them...like something, some part of them, was missing. Trapped in some permanent fog in their memory programming.

What that missing part was, though...none of them could find out. None of them remembered.

A/N: So, this was basically more of an introductory chapter. You know, introducing the basic situation of things and giving you all a taste of what's to come. And right now, for all intents and purposes, the Fazbear gang have amnesia (as if it wasn't obvious already). You'll find out why later- for now, I'll leave you guys to your speculating!

And next time, we'll definitely get into the real swing of things! Are you guys ready for Fre- er, I mean- ready for...stuff to happen?

Whatever- see you later!