Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria, 3:05PM

Sam and Mary had made it to the resturant. From his eyes, it looked the exact same from what he remembered it, only looking a lot cleaner and bigger. He held his sister's hand and walked into the front door, noticing that there was an animatronic that he remembered.

"Balloon boy? Didn't expect them to keep him. Never seemed like a main attraction, just something to make the kids smile as they walk in here."

He felt a tug on his hand as he looked down at his sister. She was wearing the pleading dog eyes on her face, a look he knew all too well. "Can I have a balloon? Pleaseeeeee?"

He smirked and nodded, causing her to literally hop towards the animatronic boy. Sam chuckled to himself as he watched this, thinking back to when he used to have that amount of energy as a kid.

Mary went up towards the robotic boy, who was now staring at her. He smiled and handed a balloon to her. "Balloon, dear?"

She nodded and smiled as she took the balloon from him, smiling back at her brother before walking towards the main door. He walked over to her but was stopped when Balloon boy handed out a balloon to him. "Balloon, sir?"

He took the balloon and smiled at the little robot, nodding in thanks and walking towards his sister, both going into the main diner and stage area. Balloon boy smiled to himself. "Strange...I think that I remember that man..."

Sam and Mary walked into the main dining area. They both noticed that the stage already had 3 animatronic characters on it, performing to the various kids who were sat down with their parents.

They sat down and grabbed their menu's, ready to order. Sam looked down from his menu and smirked at the 3 animatronics on the stage, remembering them clearly.

"Seems like they kept Freddy, Bonnie and Chica relatively the same, albeit they look a lot cleaner now from what I remember."

Remembering the animatronics slowly made him remember the whole entire reason he came to this place. Well, apart from the fact that his sister wanted to go.

The marionette.

When his dad mentioned about the crush that he had on the character back when he was a child, it brought back a few memories of him carrying the plushie with him everywhere he went. He couldn't exactly remember why he liked the Marionette so much, though. Maybe for its design? Maybe because it was so unique compared to the others?

His thoughts were broken free when a different version of Chica walked up to them at the table, holding a little notebook. She was quite thinner than her old counterpart that was currently on stage, but her body was designed in a way that was...curvy.

Sam had to take his eyes away for a second to realise what he was seeing. "I'm sure that I've seen this version of Chica before..."

The new Chica smiled at him, holding her pen and paper. She then realised something.

"Wait...is that who I think..."

She shook her head. The two young humans noticed this, but paid it no attention.

"Hello, sir." She then looked over to Mary and cast an even bigger smile. "Hello there, sweetheart."

Mary smiled back excitedly. "Hello!"

Chica laughed and brought up her pen to her paper. "So, have you guys decided on what you want to eat?"

Sam nodded and put down his menu. "I have, yeah. I'll just have a regular margherita pizza, no toppings."

She nodded and wrote down his very plain and basic order. She then cast her gaze over to his sister, still smiling. "And what can I get for you, little one?"

Mary suddenly looked shy and hid behind her brother, causing him to roll her eyes and causing Chica to chuckle to herself. "Sorry about her, she's rather shy when ordering things and the like. Can you just get her a small margherita pizza with no toppings?"

Chica smiled and nodded. "Of course, sir. We'll have it out to you asap."

He smiled and nodded in thanks, watching as the...ahem, interesting looking Chica walked towards the door of what he presumed to be the kitchen. He looked back and saw Mary scowling at him. He chuckled.

"What's up with you, long face?"

She pouted and tapped his shoulder, causing him to give a mock "ow".

"You could have at least let me order..."

He laughed and patted her on the head. "Well, maybe when you can be a big girl and order for yourself without getting all shy, then you can get whatever you want."

She looked away, still pouting. He snickered and looked towards the backstage, behind where the 3 animatronics were performing. The sign pointing towards a door saying "Prize corner!"

He scratched his chin and remembered suddenly that that's where the puppet used to be in. She used to give prizes to the kids. He looked towards his sister who had stopped pouting and was now cheering on the animatronics on stage.

"Hey, Mary, what's say you and me go to prize corner to meet the puppet and get you a prize after we've eaten? My treat."

She looked up at him and smiled, the sour look on her face completely gone as if it was never even there. "Can we? Oh thank you!"

He smiled and internally grinned. "We're not just going for you. I want to see her myself, see if my old childhood favourite has changed."

After they had finished their meal and watched the animatronics perform for a bit, Sam and Mary went towards the prize corner. Mary went to open the door, but Sam stopped her before she could. She turned her head back and looked at him with a confused stare. "Huh? What gives?"

A stern look was plastered on his face, staring down at his little sister. "Just do me a favour and behave, okay? I don't want you getting too excited like you sometimes do and get yourself hurt. Because then I'll have to explain it to mom and dad."

She pouted, but reluctantly nodded. "Yeah...I'll behave."

"Promise?" He said as he crossed his arms.

She gave an innocent smile. "Of course!"

He smiled in response and opened the door for her, holding her hand. As they finally entered, they saw a massive prize box with 2 kids sat around it. All of a sudden, something burst out of it, making the 2 kids laugh.

It was the puppet.

Sam smiled as he remembered when this happened to him for the first time. "Doesn't seem two seconds ago since I was here when I was 10."

Not having noticed the siblings yet, the marionette looked at the two kids sat down. Its empty eye sockets glowed to form 2 white eyes.

"Well well, what do we have here? 2 sweethearts waiting for their prizes?"

The 2 kids enthuastically nodded, not seeming creeped out at all by the white eyes that it now had.

"Yes please!"

The puppet giggled and reached into its pize box. Sam felt a strange warm sensation go to his face. It took him a few seconds to realise that he was nearly blushing.

"Jesus Christ, her voice is so damn cute."

He didn't remember the puppet even having a voice like that back when he was a kid, but his memory was foggy, so maybe he was just remembering incorrectly?

He felt a tug on his arm and looked down at a curious, yet concerned Mary. "Are you okay, Sam? Your face is going all red..."

She didn't get an answer as the puppet bursting back out of the box caught her attention. 2 wrapped gifts were now in its spindly, long hands. It handed them to the two children and said in a very soft voice, "There you are, sweethearts. Enjoy your prizes!"

The two children cheered and thanked the puppet, to which she patted them on the head. They both ran out of the room, not even noticing Sam and Mary. The Marionette however, did indeed see them. She waved as they kept staring at her.

"Hello there! Are you here for some..."

She felt a lump in her throat as she said this. She recognised the boy next to the young girl. She'd seen him before, a long time ago. She gasped and held her hand against her mouth.

"Oh my god...it's him again. I haven't seen him in so many years..."

Sam and Mary coughed, trying to catch the puppet's attention. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at them.

"Oh! Sorry about that, my dears! I was just thinking of something. It isn't important, though."

Mary smiled and sat next to her prize box. "Don't worry about it, mrs puppet! Can I have a prize please?"

The puppet giggled and went back into her prize box. A few seconds later, much faster than last time with the two kids, she popped back out and handed her a small gift and patted her on the head.

"There you are. I hope you enjoy it, little one."

Mary cheered up and went to her brother, jumping up at him in excitement. "Look! Look! I got a gift!"

He rolled his eyes and smirked, turning her around to face the puppet, who was quite amused at the sight. "Yes, that's very nice, Mary...but what do you say to the nice puppet?"

She smiled and nodded towards her. "Thank you very much, mrs puppet!"

The marionette giggled once again. "You are very welcome, my dear." She took a glance at the boy next to her and sighed. "Excuse me, dear, do you mind if you give me and your...brother?"

She nodded. "Yeah, he's my brother."

"Yes...do you mind if I just have a moment with him alone? I need to speak to him about something."

Sam looked confused and stuttered slightly. "M-me? Wh-why me?"

Mary walked off to the door and smiled. "Okay, mrs puppet! No problem!" Before he could get out of his stutter and confusion, he heard the door behind him open.

"Mary, get back here! Don't go off on your own, I said!"

He turned to go for the door, only to feel thin, long fingers on his shoulder softly holding him back.

"Hey, it's okay, I promise. This place is a lot safer than it was before it got remade. She'll be fine."

He turned back around to see the puppet was now out of her box, not even tied to any strings anymore. "Wait...you can get out of the box? And you can talk this freely now?"

She nodded. "I can now, yes. We all got upgraded a long time ago, so now we can roam around the pizzeria with no worries. We all have free will now."

He backed away slightly. Even though she was his favoruite character, he never thought she could actually get out of the box, nor anything about the free will. And he was still catious about the rumours, even if they weren't relative anymore all so much. She noticed him backing around and held out one of her hands. "Please don't be afraid. I need to talk to you. I mean you no harm, Sam."

He stared at her in surprise and shock. "You remember my name?"

She nodded. "Of course. You were always my favourite human. You would always spend time with me, not for my prizes. But just because you enjoyed being around me. While I love all of the children that come here, none of them cared for me outside of getting prizes. However, you were different. And I always wanted to thank you for it. But back then, I couldn't speak outside of pre-recorded lines."

He nodded in response. "That would explain why I could never remember if she could speak or not." He rubbed his head sheepishly, nearly blushing again. "Well, you were always my favourite character. The main reason I'm here, except from bringing my sister because she wanted to come, was to actually see if you were still in the resturant after its remake."

He swore he could nearly see a red tint to the marionette's face. How does a robot blush? Is that even possible or was he just seeing things?

She coughed and giggled. "Heh, thank you. It means a lot to me that you would even remember me after all these years, never mind want to see me. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about something."

Coming out of his thoughts, he turned his attention to her again. "Oh, yeah. What did you want to talk to me about?"

She smirked (well, her version of a smirk) and reached back into her prize box. Sam was going to ask her what she was doing before she reached her hand back out and handed him a small gift.

"I didn't give you a gift the last time you came here as a child."

He smiled and took it from her, causing her to smile as well.

"Thank you. I really appreciate it."

She giggled and then gasped as a thought hit her. "Wait...I just remembered, there's a position here for the night guard duty. The last guard was, for lack of a better word, forced to quit."

He was going to ask what she meant by "forced", but he figured he'd ask that another time. If he got the chance, anyway. He scratched his chin in thought. "Hmm...I don't have a job and I could do with some money..." He eventually smiled. "Sure, where do I sign up?"

The puppet made a sound what Sam could have sworn was a very girly squeal and hugged him, causing him to gasp for air. "Agghh...too tight!"

She instantly let go and turned away, embarassed. "Oh...sorry about that."

He chuckled, causing her to regain her smile. "Haha, don't worry about it. So, how do I apply for the job?"

She pointed out of the door and towards a door just across it. "That's Mr Fazbear's office. Just go in there and talk to him."

He smiled and held out his hand. She looked confused for a second before she realised what he was doing and shook his hand, smiling back at him.

"Well, better get over there. If this goes well, I'll see you sometime in the next week, Marionette."

She giggled. "Just call me Mari if you want."

He nodded and smiled. He walked out and waved goodbye, causing her to wave back.

As the door closed, she went back into her box and smiled.

"I can't believe he came back...I never thought I'd see him again. The only person who ever actually took the time to spend time with me, even when I didn't have my free will..."

She shut herself off for a bit, resting before anymore children came in.

"I have a good feeling about this."