After a while, Nathaniel lost track of how long he and Timothy had stayed at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Every day was like the one before it. The same songs were sung, the same employees came. Had he and Timothy been able to grow up, however, he would have seen definite proof of how much time had really passed.
Nathaniel was watching Timothy imitate Freddy's movements, singing along with the bear, when the front door opened. Casually, he glanced over and did a double take. "Henry?" Timothy whispered. The boy had taken to hiding away whenever he saw his father so he would not have to face his sadness, even though the man had long since stopped his grieving. For this, however, the boy stayed where he was. "Henry?" he asked again.
The teen was visibly older than he had been the last time the two ghosts had seen him. He was looking over at the stage with a smile, and holding his hand was a little girl about four years old. The two were pointing and laughing, and the girl was holding a stuffed fox toy in one hand. "Stay here and watch Freddy," Henry told the girl, twirling her around once before sitting her down at one of the tables. "I need to go tell Daddy we're here."
"Can I tell people that Daddy owns Freddy's?" asked the happy toddler.
"Remember what he says about talking to strangers?" The girl pouted. "Hey, I'll only be gone for a moment, Katie. Be a good girl and play with Vixie and when I come back, we can go do something fun. If you're extra good, I'll even get you a big, cheesy pizza." Henry ruffled her hair and she giggled.
Timothy watched the scene, mouth open in surprise. "Henry's an adult," he finally said, sitting down on the table, "And he seems nicer." The ghost child stared at the girl. "Katie. Mom was going to have a baby girl and we were going to name her Katie. I remember how we were getting her room ready. It had a picture of a flower hanging on the wall, and I even put my girl fox toy on the floor so she could have something to play with. Dad…he bought the crib just a few days before my party and we were going to set it up after things at the new Freddy's got settled. I was excited to have a baby sister. After I died, I thought I'd never see her, but now…" He watched her dance her toy across the table. "Now, she's not even a baby anymore. Nathaniel, we've been here for over four years."
Timothy went to stand behind her. Katie turned around in her chair. She seemed to be looking straight through the brother she'd never seen before. "Henry doesn't want me to talk to strangers," she said.
Timothy stared at her, shocked. "Can…can you see me?" he asked, unbelieving.
She nodded timidly. Timothy was speechless. So was Nathaniel. Just then, Henry came back. "Ok, Katie. You ready to get some pizza?" he grinned.
"Henry! Henry! I made a friend!" she jumped up and down with excitement.
Henry looked around. "Who? I told you not to talk to strangers." Katie pointed at Timothy. Henry looked in that direction, confused. Then his expression changed to relief. "Oh, you've made an imaginary friend. Did you two have fun together?"
"I didn't talk to him. He was a stranger," she pouted.
He laughed. "Well, you can talk to imaginary friends all you want," he smiled, taking her hand to walk her over to order their pizza.
"Wait," she told him, pulling him towards his invisible brother. "Henry says I can talk to you," she grinned, twirling around. Henry gave her a condescending smile and walked her away. Timothy watched them, mouth open.
"My sister can see me."
Katie has nothing to do with the sister location. This story is just about the first four games. Maybe someday I will write something about the sister location, but that day is not today.