I walked home and my sister and her friends were already getting ready for the party. The sun was already under and night time was setting in. Her friends looked at me disgusted like I was an inconvenience by living and being in their presence.
"Ughh why is HE here" One of them asked while pointing at me.
"Well because free labour" My sister responded without looking.
"Then may I have a word with him then?" The friend asked.
"Sure" Her friend then walked up to me and grabbed my collar before dragging me into my bedroom.
"Listen here you little shit. You are going to listen to us and do what we say ok" She smiled.
"What if I don't?" I asked.
"Oh well listen, you are trash and nobody who won't amount to anything. Your parents don't love you, your sister hates you and thinks you are a waste of oxygen, you only have friends because they pity you. No one cares about you so if you don't listen to us then we will just have to teach you some manners" She then spat in my face to show what I was worth.
"Well I'm just going to have to protest my "working conditions"" I declared. Then she slapped me across the face. I wanted to cry right here and now, but I suppose the fact that I did not like my sister and her friends at all kind of drowned that out.
"Oh is the baby going to cry" She teased seeing some tears starting to form. However, at that moment, the tears dried when I felt what could be best described as killing intent. The lights in my bedroom started to flicker on and off, and then the children's laughter echoed in the room. The friend turned around, the blood in her veins froze, and her face paled. They were standing right behind her though you can just barely make them out. The outline of 7 small children, one of which has a head wound. They stood there while the friend just stood there momentarily like a deer in a headlight. She turned around and tried to leave only for the door to slam shut. The lights then shut off completely and you could hear the heavy steps of metal feet. It got closer and closer before it stopped, then the lights turned on, and standing there was Freddy Fazbear himself. His cold glare felt like it was piercing her soul and the smell was awful. Like a rotting corpse, it made her want to puke.
"The hell is going on here shitstain" She yelled at me. Before I could say anything Freddy's hand grabbed her by the throat and proceeded to lift her.
"Talk to him again and I will bite you in half" His voice wasn't its usual cheery self. Honestly, I have never seen any of them this pissed before.
"'ay, Cap'n why don't we kill 'er as we speak?" I heard Foxy's voice behind him.
"Ok listen do I like her, no. However, once you kill someone that's the point of no return" I argued.
"So" They blinked at me.
"Think of all the trouble I'll be in" I replied.
"Don't you worry about that" Freddy smiled.
"The hell are you talking about, I would be the suspect numero uno" I shook my arms in frustration.
"Maybe but you can just live with us" Freddy argued.
"Well I suppose you have a point there" I muttered.
"Yay"
"Besides none of us are going to listen to you this time" I realized something now. They drew a line in the sand at physical and mental abuse. They could overlook a lot of things but one thing that could not ignore was if I was physically or mentally harmed in any way.
"I suppose that I'm outvoted here" I sighed in defeat.
"Yes"
"Could you at least leave my friends out of this?" I asked.
"We will"
Well, that's it then, a lot of people are going to die and there's nothing I can do about it. On one hand, I'm a bit sick to my stomach at the thought of it. Ending anyone's life regardless of who they are is a line I don't want to cross. Even if I hate their guts, these guys have qualms about slaughtering people if they feel the need to.
"Not just us too" Freddy added.
"Do you mean the other animatronics?" I asked.
"No, the program has completed its spread to all the others" I went pale at the thought.
"So how come they haven't appeared yet?" I asked.
"Because we're here, they just want to kill everyone as much as us" Freddy went on.
I just left the room before going back to the dining room. I heard a slight scuffle before muffled screams coming from my bedroom.
'Poor woman' I thought to myself. As I approached the dining room even more people showed up. They all gave me looks of disgust like I was being an inconvenience to them by simply being there.
"Why is HE here?"
"Uggh who invited the runt?"
"The only thing he's good at is human labor"
I didn't want to do this, but if I didn't, my sister would make the next day a living hell, so I did what she asked me to do. I sighed as I was always made fun of at these parties. My sister could have cared less about the chatter, heck she engages in it at times. But I grew dull to it after a while, but now I was nervous as there was nothing I could do anymore. Who knows how many of these people would die? I didn't want to think about that much as I was still unnerved by the thought of killing people. After another hour of people arriving and everyone giving me the stink eye and avoiding me like the plague the party finally started.
"Hey runt we're out of fruit punch go get more" An older dude yelled at me. I sighed before getting more, walking to a large pantry down the hall. I looked before finding it and walking back to make more. After I put it down on the counter and went to get some other supplies he tripped me, making me fall hard on the floor.
"Did you have a nice trip" He laughed out causing others to laugh at me. I got up, went back to what I was doing, and arrived back before another guy pushed me into the table, causing food to fall all over me.
"Ughh you stupid brat look what you did" He yelled at me.
"What the hell happened?" My sister asked.
"You're such brother is a clutz" He answered.
"You dumbass what the hell did you do" She yelled at my face.
"I didn't do anything" I yelled back trying to fight back tears. My sister in her anger threw a pie at my face.
"There now you ruined everything now get the hell out of my face" She practically spat in my face. I sat there starting to cry before running to my bedroom and locked the door. I just sat there crying before it started.
"Well, I'll clean this up," A random dude said.
"The cleaning closet is downstairs," my sister said without looking. The dude opened the door and walked downstairs to the basement. Each step creaked and groaned as he made his way to the basement. He tried to turn on the lights but the switch didn't work.
"Worthless" The man sighed before grabbing his cell phone and turning on the flashlight. The basement had a large assortment of furniture such as couches and chairs. Then there were arcade machines and a large television with several different gaming consoles. A pool table was stuffed to the side of the basement and the floor was laminate flooring. He then noticed the closet door off to his left at the far end of the room.
"There it is" He made his way to it until he heard a door to one of the bedrooms creak open. He swiftly turned his flashlight to it and briefly saw a child's head duck into the bedroom.
"Who's there?" He asked before slowly approaching the room. He looked in and didn't see anything before hearing what sounded like a music box playing Pop Goes the Weasel. Turning to the sound he saw a large music box.
"The hell is this music box doing here?" he asked himself before approaching it. The sound stopped suddenly before a little girl's giggle could be heard. He turned around and standing at the doorway was a shadow-like outline of a girl standing at the door.
"Um, little girl who are you?" He asked before a loud bang made him turn around and he saw the top was open and resting against the wall. Then three black fingers reached out and then the door slammed shut before screaming could be heard from the bedroom. The door rattled violently as the man desperately tried to escape. Meanwhile, upstairs a girl walked into the bathroom. As she got up to wash her hands the lights flickered a bit before she saw a small boy standing in the mirror behind her. She then looked behind her and didn't see anyone before turning back to finish washing her hands. Then turning to the door she heard what sounded like gears behind her. Then to her surprise, Bonnie was standing there and started to approach her. Quickly turning to the door she tried to open it only for it to be locked.
"Sasha are you alright" Her friend asked. Then she ran to the door trying to open it when she heard screaming. Then there was banging on the door and the door handle rattling before all sound stopped. Then she heard a click of the lock and the door opening before seeing Bonnie standing there. Bonnie then grabbed her neck before she could scream and alert anyone.
At the party
"Damn it where is he" Another dude asked.
"I'll go check" Another guy offered before making his way to the basement. Walking down the stairs he saw the puppet walking from the bedroom before staring at him. Looking at the feet he saw the corpse of his friend. He was about to rush up the stairs when he heard static and the last thing he saw was the mangle coming down on his head. Blood splattered across the stairs as his corpse tumbled down. Meanwhile, at the main breaker for the house, the electrobabs flipped the switch causing the power in the entire house to go off. With it being nighttime outside there was no natural light shining through the windows.
"What the fuck happened?" Someone asked.
"The lights are out" Another person replied.
"JOHN YOU BASTARD" My sister yelled.
"You think he did this?"
"Who the hell else would"
"That's it I'm killing that little prick"
"Hold up, let me beat him to a pulp first" The girl and guy left going through the kitchen and up to John's room when there was a knocking coming from the fridge. The two looked at each other before looking at the fridge. One of them approached cautiously before opening the door and finding no one inside. They turned around and saw Toy Chica and Regular Chica standing there glaring at them. The cupcake Chica was holding jumped at the girl and proceeded to maul her face. Her screams muffled while the guy tried to run away only for him to trip over what briefly looked like a small girl. Toy Chica then proceeded to grab a knife and walked closer and closer to him. Before his last breath, he let out a scream Toy Chica silenced him.
"What the heck is happening in the kitchen?" Another person walked into the kitchen before seeing two corpses and two animatronic chickens who turned their heads and proceeded to walk toward the group. Meanwhile, the group could hear heavy footsteps moving closer and closer to the stairs that led to the dining room that was connected to the living room. When they noticed both Chica's handiwork they screamed causing others to move into the kitchen and gasp.
"John you have gone too far" The sister gritted her teeth. She rushed up the stairs only to see a yellow decayed animatronic hand grasp the rails at the top of the stairs. She then saw a yellow bunny with holes and missing the top of one ear beginning to walk down the stairs. Then the others showed up surrounding the entire group.
"Who the hell are all of you?" Someone demanded only to get a swipe of some claws across his stomach for all of his troubles, he collapsed rather quickly.
"Hello everyone we are here to kill you all" Springtrap smiled.