Chapter 3

I Don't Own Five Nights At Freddy's

It was late when she started getting ready to go. The manager had said that it was too busy for her to come during open hours and ask that she come after the restaurant was closed. It was an odd request that made a shiver go up her spine but one she could not find a reason to deny.

'He was probably just a very busy man. One who had taken time out of his day to let her get her brother's belongings... Right? ' She thought trying to calm the fast beating of her heart.

She grabbed her bag of her dresser after she got dressed when something caught her eye. On her dresser sat her taser. It was a gift from Sam. A expensive and powerful one at that. Sam was worried for her and had frequently asked her to join her in her self defense classes. She had not gone yet but Sam had backed off some after she agreed to be shown a few small moves and take the taser.

She usually didn't carry it except when she was forced to walk around late at night. Her hand trembled some as she hesitated.

'I'm just picking up some things from a restaurant. Nothing dangerous. The manager is sure to be with me the short time I'm there.' But despite her previous thought she snatched it and threw it in her bag before she could change her mind.

'Better safe then sorry.'

There it was. It had changed since last time she was here. She remembered it well as she stood hesitating in front of the entrance. Hearing the cab she had taken driving away. The only sound for miles. The building had aged since then. The paint redone a few times.

It was their birthday last time. At ten they were getting a little big for this place, but her brother had gotten to choose it. One of his friends would be there. His own little brother having a birthday celebration as well. She remembered the group of boys her brother hung with then. How he taught them to be cruel to their siblings and pets and yet still hide it so well. She remembered them being there for some of the beatings and how he showed them how to lie and get away with it.

She remembered the boy who shared their birthday. He was hiding most of the party, just as she was, his face tear streaked the whole time. She felt bad for him. The young boy who suffered because of her brother and his own. Parents who didn't notice the problem. In a different life perhaps they could have been friends.

She headed for Pirate cove as the Freddy's band took stage. It was too crowded and her brother was there with his friends. It was safer to leave even if she would miss the show.

Pirate cove was usually empty during the show. So she would get to be alone and hear some of Foxy's tales of adventure for a little while. Sometimes she would imagine joining him on them and leaving her life behind.

Foxy turned to her as she entered. He must have recognized her because he stopped asking her if she was going to the show after the first couple times this happened.

"Aye there's me first mate. How are ye lass?" The foxy asked in his robotic pirate voice.

She smiled in reply. One of the few she gave out to anyone.

But the smile dropped as she heard familiar footsteps behind her and felt herself pushed into foxy. She felt her arm cut open by his hook. A small gasp of pain escaped her.

She turned to see her twins face smiling at her. The smile that she dreamt of in her nightmares and always meant cruelty and pain were coming.

"You better stay out of the way for MY birthday! I don't want an accident like you ruining it!" He said with satisfaction as he saw her tears.

She was saved from more hurting by their mother calling for her brother. He turned and headed for the hallway. She could see from her spot on the floor by Foxy her mother hug him close and take him to the show.

"Come along dear. You don't want to miss the show and after we are going to cut your cake."

Tess watched them leave ignoring the pain in her arm and her heart. So what if her mother seemed to forget it was her birthday too. It wasn't a big deal right?

"Are ye alright lass?" Foxy said trying to help her stand.

"Yea..I'll be okay." She said with a small smile in his direction. At least he was nice to her today.

He seemed to doubt it but offered to tell her one of her favorite adventures instead of asking more.

They were happy for a little while. It was great to pretend to be somewhere else with someone who cared for a little while.

Then the screaming came. People running and yelling. Then the sounds of an ambulance. Her father came and took her from Foxy. He seemed upset and said nothing but that they were going home.

She didn't find out until later that her brother had convinced his friend that a great prank on his own little brother would be to shove him in Freddy's mouth.

Maybe in a different life they could be friends. That poor little boy and her.