Freddy's Forgotten Five [November 29th, 2014]
A.N: Well, I'm bored, so I might as well write. Oh, and hey, the title is an alliteration! How about that? :3 Mind you, this won't be very good... Or happy... Idk why I'm still writing, but, whatever.
The moon was rising behind the building, making it seem to glow. The logo's letters flickered on and off.
"Don't worry, Barry," the mother told the small boy clutching her hand. "It's your birthday party. I'm sure your friends will come."
Barry looked up at the logo on the building. "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria: a magical place where fun comes to life!" He looked at his mother with an uncertain look on his face. "But, Mommy, what if they don't?"
"Well, I guess you'll just have to have all the fun by yourself," the mother replied, pulling him along toward the front doors of the pizzeria.
Barry sighed. "Ok..." Finally, they entered. Cheerful music played throughout the room. Before Barry could take another step forward, a giant bear was standing in front of him.
"W-welcome to F-F-Freddy Fazbear's P-Pizzeria!" the bear greeted in a choppy voice. He tipped his hat. "Have a wonderful-onderful t-time!"
Barry tried to smile. "Uh, thank you," he said, stepping around the animatronic. "Come on, Mommy. Let's go get some pizza!"
She chuckled. "Ok, ok, just wait a minute."
After a couple of hours, the party guests started to arrive.
"Brandon, hey!" Barry exclaimed, waving at his friend.
"Hey!" Brandon called, waving back. From behind him, Barry could see another one of his friends trailing.
"Chrisi!" Barry exclaimed, pulling the girl's arm. "You're here!"
"Of course I am, silly," the blonde giggled. "Sorry I'm late, by the way."
"No, no, you're just in time!" Barry said, motioning for both of them to follow him. "Come on!"
The three children sat at a table near the stage, waiting for the show to start.
"So, do you know if Roy's coming?" Barry asked his friends.
"No," Chrisi sighed. "I think he might be sick."
"Or/pretending/to be sick," Brandon scoffed. "He hates parties."
Barry blinked. "What makes you say that? Everyone likes parties."
"Apparently, Roy doesn't. It might have something to do with what a coward he is," Brandon guessed.
"You mean he's shy," Chrisi corrected. "That shouldn't keep him from having fun with us! We're his friends!"
"H-hi, kids!" Freddy interrupted, making the three turn to him in surprise. "Are y-y-you ready to sing t-the-the happy birthday-birthday song?"
"Just a few more minutes," Barry requested.
Freddy's face twitched. "Ok-ok, then! Le-le-let's begin!" Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy joined him on the stage and they sang in unison. "Ha-happy birthday to you! H-happy birth-birthday to you! Happy birthday, d-d-dear..."
Barry squinted. "Why'd they stop?"
"They sounded pretty choppy and broken to me," Brandon said with a shrug. "Maybe they just died."
Suddenly, all four animatronics began to clap abruptly. "Hoo-hooray! It's yo-your birthday!"
"I stand corrected," Brandon muttered.
"Hi, guys," a quiet voice said, causing the group to turn their heads again.
"Roy, you made it!" Barry laughed as he watched Roy walk over.
"Sorry for not coming sooner," he apologized. "I had trouble picking out a present for you." He lightly shook the wrapped package in his hands. "But here it is. Happy birthday, Barry."
"Thanks!" He took the package from his hands and tugged at the wrapping.
"Oh, are you going to open your presents now?" Chrisi asked excitedly.
"I guess so. What did you get me?"
"Here!" She slid the box across the table. "Hope you like it!"
"Thanks! Did/you/get me anything, Brandon?"
"It's nothing special," he sighed, taking a small package from his pocket. "But hey, it's something."
"Thanks!" Now looking at the three gifts in his arms, Barry frowned. "Whose should I open first?"
"Ooo, ooo! Mine!" Chrisi cheered.
"H-hey, kids!" Freddy interrupted once again. "It's time for-time for c-c-cake!"
"Foll-follow us!" Bonnie added.
"Let's-let's eat!" Chica declared, taking Barry's hand.
"I guess we should follow them," Barry suggested, being lightly tugged by Chica's metallic hand.
"These things need to be replaced," Brandon muttered, following Barry. "They're/really/broken."
"Oh, they're not that bad!" Chrisi said optimistically. She looked over her shoulder. "You want cake, Roy?"
"I guess," he mumbled, trailing behind her as they were led through the pizzeria. The animatronics led the children until they finally stopped outside at the back of the building.
"What gives?" Brandon asked.
"I don't see any cake..." Chrisi sighed disappointedly.
"...Wait a second," Barry gasped.
Roy's eyes widened. "Something's not right..."
Freddy stepped forward. "We've been honored to have you here at our wonderful establishment," he said in a distorted tone.
"Now it's our turn to have some fun," Bonnie added in the same tone with a grin.
"Won't you have some fun with us?" Chica asked.
"We want to play forever!" Foxy screeched, lunging for Roy.
"Run!" Barry yelled, leading off back into the building. As his friends followed closely, the animatronics pursued, singing "Happy Birthday" in distorted tones. All lights in the pizzeria had mysteriously dimmed.
"Mom?! Mom?!" Barry called. "Mommy!" He heard a thud and a scream behind. He turned around. Roy was on the ground, staring into the yellow eyes of Foxy the pirate. Then it happened. Right before his eyes, Barry watched as the animatronic tore at the flesh of his chest. Within seconds, Roy became motionless.
"Roy!" Chrisi gasped in horror, covering her mouth. Foxy turned away from the body, his metallic teeth stained red from the blood.
"Come on!" Brandon shouted, pulling the shocked Barry from where he stood. He stopped and looked back. "Chrisi, come on!"
The girl stood perfectly still, watching as the animatronics came closer and closer to her. She was petrified with fear.
"Barry, do something!" Brandon screamed.
Barry flinched, snapping out of the shock. Breaking away from Brandon, he pulled Chrisi back and they continued running through the building.
"In here!" Brandon ordered, opening the door to the supply closet. "We can hide in here- hurry!" The door slammed shut, and the three sunk down to the floor, catching their breath. Brandon peeked out the door at the empty hallway. "I think we'll be safe in here," he sighed, as he closed the door quietly.
"'Safe'?" Barry asked. "What made those things dangerous in the first place?"
"I dunno," Brandon muttered. "But they can't be safe after what they did to Roy."
Chrisi whimpered and hid her face in her hands. "Why would they do such a horrible thing?"
Suddenly, something pounded on the door. Moans were heard on the other side.
Barry gulped. "They can't get in here, right?" he whispered.
"The door doesn't have a lock..." Brandon replied quietly.
The door flung open in an instant, and Bonnie stood in the doorway, grinning widely. Before they knew it, Barry and Chrisi were shoved out of the room, leaving Brandon trapped inside.
"Brandon!" Chrisi cried, as she reached out to him.
"Just go!" he yelled as he backed away from the doorway, trying to put some distance between the animatronic advancing on him.
Barry grabbed her hand and dashed, hearing screams echoing throughout the halls as they ran, until they reached the kitchen. The room was only dimly lit as they closed the door behind them.
"I don't like this," Chrisi whimpered. "I wanna go home!" She burst into tears, covering her face with her hands.
"Please don't cry, Chrisi," Barry sighed, putting his arm around the sobbing girl. "They might hear us."
She looked up and tried to wipe the wetness off her face. "Sorry," she sniffed.
"I think maybe we can get out of here," Barry said optimistically. "All we gotta do is make a break for the door, and we're free!"
"O-ok," she muttered as she stood, trembling.
"Come on, let's go." Barry took her hand and peeked out the door. The dining room was empty and silent. "This way, quick," he whispered, leading her toward the back door.
The two approached the door cautiously. Barry pulled on the handle, but the door remained shut. He tried pushing as well, but still the same result occurred.
Barry gasped in horror. "It's locked!"
"Barry, something's coming!" Chrisi screamed, pointing at a dark figure standing in the center of the room. "What are we gonna do?!"
He looked around the room quickly. From the position the figure stood, there was no way they could run down either hallway without being caught. Besides, they were already exhausted from running. He leaned against the door and sighed. "I don't know..."
"I don't wanna die!" Chrisi cried, hugging Barry's arm. "We gotta think of something! Anything! Please, Barry, please!"
He looked at the floor for a moment, then his eyes brightened. "Hide on the stage, behind the curtains," he whispered, pulling away from her.
Chrisi's eyes widened. "What?!"
"That's the last place they'd look, right?"
"You're talking about them like they have minds of their own," Chrisi shivered.
"Don't they? Look, you hide while I lure all four of them to the other side of the building."
"But what will happen to you?"
"Don't worry about me. I don't think there's any way the/both/of us can make it out of here... Alive." Barry stepped onto the stage and pulled back the curtains. "Come on, trust me."
Chrisi's eyes shined with tears. "Ok."
Barry jumped down from the stage, and with a deep breath, he started through the west hallway slowly, staying alert and prepped to run. As soon as he thought he heard footsteps behind him, he sprinted. Unfortunately, he met a dead end. As he turned, he found no one was there.
He blinked. "What the-"
A high-pitched scream reverberated through the hall. "Barry, help! Chica, wont let me go! Barry-" The screams were sharply interrupted and silenced.
"Chrisi!" Barry called hopelessly. Now that it was silent again, he could hear the footsteps clearly... And they were getting louder. Desperate to live, he ducked into the office and shut the electromagnetic doors. A single light hung from above and a noisy fan whirred.
"This is it..." he thought aloud. "I'm gonna die... Just like my friends." He could feel tears forming in his eyes and he made no effort to hold them back. He was alone, and afraid. No one else was there to know or care.
A rapping was heard on the other side of the right door. Moans and groans emitted from the left. Barry could see all four animatronics out the windows, staring at him, practically begging to get in. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He'd die soon for sure.
Barry put his hand in his pocket. It closed around a small object and he pulled it out. It was Brandon's birthday gift to him. Smiling weakly to himself, he ripped open the package. It was a simple, black watch. As Barry put it on, he noticed what time it was.
"5:59..." he muttered, staring at the green digital numbers. He glanced over to the door on the right, the pounding growing louder. Finally, the door opened, and Freddy was revealed. Barry wanted to close his eyes, but they were strangely fixed on the bear. The last thing he saw that night before he died, was Freddy's smile.
A.N: This turned out WAAAY longer than I had expected... Whoops. -w-" Hope you enjoyed or whatever... Even though in my opinion, it wasn't that good.