FNAF: What's Inside

Chapter 4: A Couple Coves

Braedan

Fred and I stepped into Kid's Cove and both quietly broke out laughing. Kids were everywhere. The room was probably twenty feet long and ten feet wide. The walls were plastered with drawings made by all the different kids. The uncovered parts of the walls were painted sky blue. Kids were playing with foam blocks and laughing as they played tag. No one was older the eight years old. Some kids were playing with Mangle. She was sitting in one of the corners. Her fur was mostly white with a little pink on her stomach and muzzle. A little girl in a pink dress was sleeping on her lap, while a little boy with short blonde hair lay on her shoulder. I was laughing because Mangle's hand had fallen off and was lying next to the boy. I just looked at Fred.

"Hand?" I asked.

"Hand." Fred replied as he leaned against the wall. I leaned against the wall before sliding to the ground where I sat watching the chaos of the wall. Fred sat down next to me and just started laughing again. He pointed towards a boy with glasses and blonde hair who was walking towards us, holding the hand from before. He looked pretty interested in it. I smiled and got up as he passed us.

"I'll snag that. She'll probably want that when she gets up." I said as I walked away from Fred.

"Probably." Fred replied without getting up. I walked over to the kid and tapped gently on his shoulder. He turned and looked at me and smiled.

"Hello! My name's Mitchell! It's my birthday!" Mitchell said.

"Cool. How old are you today Mitchell?" I asked cheerfully.

"I'm seven years old!" Mitchell exclaimed proudly.

"That's awesome." I said as I knelt down next to him. "I was wondering… do you mind if I take that?" I pointed at the hand.

"Nope. You can take it… wait. What's your name?" Mitchell asked suddenly.

"My name's Braedan." I said with a small smile.

"Okay. You can have it Mr. Braedan." Mitchell said as he handed it to me. He smiled and turned to walk away.

"Thanks Mitchell. Happy Birthday!" I said. Mitchell turned and waved, before walking back to his parents. They looked at me with small smiles. I just gave a casual salute, causing the father to smile more, before walking back over to Fred. Fred just pantomimed clapping as I sat down.

"Well done! The great tomb raider has obtained the mysterious artifact." Fred whispered. "And so the great guardian of the temple awakens!" I looked and saw that both the little boy and the little girl had been woken up by their parents and were now waving goodbye to Mangle. She waved back with her other hand. She then began looking around. I looked at Fred and with a nod we both got up and walked over towards her. She was about five feet eleven inches and had a small amount of pink fur on her muzzle.

She looked up at us with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Fazbear. Who's this?" Mangle asked.

"Name's Braedan. Need a hand?" I said as I held her hand out to her. She laughed. Fred started laughing too.

"Not bad. I haven't laughed that hard in ages." Mangle said as she stopped laughing. "So, why's the Joker here anyways?"

"The Joker? I said as I raised an eyebrow. "What about Ace of Spades? I've always liked that card."

"He's gonna be the new night guard. He's already met almost everyone, but I'm just finishing up the tour." Fred said. "Rex is getting fired."

"That's a relief. He was a real piece of work. Almost as bad as… never mind." Mangle said quietly. I set her hand down next to her.

"Maybe we can talk later tonight." I said as I started walking out. Fred followed.

"Wait up you jerk!" Fred said jokingly as we walked out the door. Before we'd gone too far, I heard Mangle.

"Maybe we could." Mangle said before returning to entertaining the little kids. I just smiled. Maybe it won't be that bad after all.

Fred began walking towards Pirate Cove while I lagged behind a little. I winced as I remembered the pain of that night. The blade slicing through my flesh… ripping open my back. I blinked and immediately blocked off the memory. Not now. I can't afford to. I looked around and saw the giant cove encircled with a ring of cushioned chairs. A large pirate ship lay on a small island with Foxy standing on it telling stories to the kids. Some of the kids sat on the ship while others sat in the chairs and on the floor. A few adults sat in the chairs watching over their children. Foxy was midway through telling a story. I just sat in one of the chairs near the edge and watched. Fred sat beside me smiling as he watched as well. Foxy was about six feet two inches and had reddish-brown fur across most of her body. She had lighter tan fur on her stomach and muzzle like Mangle, but wore both a black vest and a pair of brown breeches. I suddenly felt the pain in my head return.

"Not quite what you remember is it?" Red said quietly. I clutched my head with my right hand.

"No, I remember what happened after that. Especially where it all happened." I replied. "After all, she barely scratched me. She just made me run. That made me vulnerable."

"True. I'll leave you to it." Red said before fading.

"Thanks." I said simply. The pain faded and I lifted up my head. Foxy was waving goodbye as all the kids headed off to other parts of the pizzeria. Fred reached over and tapped my hand.

"You okay?" Fred asked worriedly.

"Yeah. Just a little time reminiscing." I said.

"Oh. Got it." Fred said knowingly. "Come on. You got to meet Foxy before another group gets here." Fred stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me to my feet.

"Thanks." I said as we walked over to Foxy. She turned towards us and smiled.

"Thar be me Captain!" Foxy said in a pirate accent.

"Do you have to use the pirate accent?" Fred asked. "And the pirate language?"

"The kids like it." Foxy said in a normal voice. "Don't you?"

"Not all the time." Fred groaned. "It's the accent that gets to me though." Foxy smiled.

"Thanks for tellin me mate." Foxy said in her pirate accent before pausing. "Who's this?" She said in her normal voice.

"This is Braedan. He's gonna be our night guard." Fred said quickly. Foxy looked me over.

"Hmmm… I guess he could be worse." Foxy said slowly.

"Ouch, tough crowd." I said sarcastically. She laughed.

"Sorry. I didn't mean it like that. You just look a lot better than our last night guard." Foxy said with a smile.

"Why, thank you, my darling." I said in a British accent. Foxy chuckled. Fred just smiled.

"Much better, old sport." Fred said in his British accent.

"Aye matey." Foxy said in her pirate accent. Fred just looked at her.

"I should've never told you about the accent." Fred mumbled.

"You shouldn't have." Foxy agreed. I just smiled before turning to go.

"I'll be back." I said in my best Schwarzenegger accent. Fred cracked up. Foxy didn't seem to get it.

"Okay. See you tonight!" Foxy yelled. Fred caught up to me.

"That was great. Absolutely perfect." Fred said. "I've never heard that quote used in real life. The accent rocked too."

"Thanks man." I replied. "So… we need to visit with Jeremy now… and I suppose I should let Balloon Girl know that I got the job."

"Alright then. Let's get going." Fred said as we headed out.

So… there it is. Chapter 4. Sorry I took so long. I'm also working on a Red vs Blue fic. I'll start posting that soon, but for now don't expect to see it.

Also, to everyone who's given me a review, thanks. They really boost my morale. :)

Except for the Guest with the rude comment. I mean, it says in the summary, rated M for extreme violence. That should have been a hint. But whatever. Keep reviewing!