I do not own the Loud House or Five Nights at Freddy's. All rights go to Nickelodeon and Scott Cawthon
Slowly waking up from her slumber with a low moan. The very first thing Ronnie Anne started to progress through her view was that she was laying on top of her covers, she next took notice on how she was still wearing her clothes from yesterday, then finally; she laid her eyes upon the open laptop in front of her.
It took a moment for her to remember why her laptop was open. It was just then, she remembered that she had been just so curious on the overall backstory of Freddy's. That while she was supposed to be sleeping, she insteads pulled out her laptop and did some research of the place through videos on YouTube.
From those videos, she witnessed a cheesy commercial of the characters singing about themselves before going over Freddy's birthday specials and the Super Fun Saturday Deal! That's only available on the ninth of July.
Other videos showed teens challenging their friends to video game competitions, a coverage of making the characters, which was actually very creepy for not only you had to watch a blank looking endoskeleton with a closed mouth being slowly covered up by parts of a suit, until the mask finally covered up its head, but you also had to stare at a character with red, robotic eyes before they are thankfully covered up by the blue, plastic eyes for the character.
Another video she watched was a stage performance of all of the animatronics singing a song by the famous Twelve Is Midnight. She did have to admit that was kind of cool, mostly because Twelve Is Midnight just so happens to be her all time favorite band in the whole world. Now if only those robots weren't so creepy looking, then she would've enjoyed it even more.
But the main video she wanted to check out however. Took some time to search around, until she finally found it at the very bottom of a row of videos. Of course; the main video she was searching for was the news report covering on The Missing Children's Incident. She just had to see it herself just to fully understand the full weight of the tragedy.
Clicking on the video. She is met with Katherine Mulligan standing in front of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza with its entrance closed off by police tape, while at the same time; red and blue emergency lights constantly flashed the area. The scene is already dark and you can certainly tell that something tragic has just happened here, however the horrified expression on Katherine's face definitely sold it, especially with the devastated family crying in the background. Looking more closer to the family, Ronnie Anne couldn't believe her eyes for that family was the Loud's.
"Hold the phone. Their dad was the one who used to own that place?" She muttered to herself. Oh boy. Things are going to get very awkward for Bobby if they ever bring up his security job.
Back on the video; Katherine was listening closely to a police officer somewhere off camera before fully turning to address the audience watching from home. "Hello this is Katherine Mulligan and if you are just tuning in. I am currently standing in front of local pizza theme restaurant; Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, where an unimaginable tragedy has recently struck the restaurant's owner; Lynn Loud to the very core."
"My babies! Who could've done this to them!" Lynn's wife cried out in the background, while her husband sobbed into his hands with streams of water flowing down his face.
"From local police reports; at approximately two in the afternoon. Five of the Loud kids have disappeared after someone dressed up in one of the mascot costumes, lured them one by one into the backroom of the pizzeria."
Suddenly switching over to a camera overlooking the busy main area in front of the stage with all of the animatronics happily preforming. A yellow rabbit can be seen approaching a young girl in a princess dress, getting down to her level. Whoever it was behind the mask, talked gently with the girl before leading her out of view from both people and camera.
"What you just saw was the perpetrator luring a girl, identified as Lola Loud. Away from the busy room. Police haven't found any evidence on the whereabouts of both her or the rest of the children, leading to a firm belief that they may have been taken somewhere in or worse out of town. Police have already informed other law enforcements in nearby different districts to be on the lookout for any sign of the missing Loud children."
Cutting back to Katherine now, all she can do is look to the camera in sorrow. "This is a tragic day in Royal Woods. If you ever see any of these children." Holding up a picture of the missing five, close up to the camera for anyone who might've recognize them, Katherine's voice grew more pleading. "Please contact us and help bring them home to their loving family."
The cries from the said family grew more louder, with many of the remaining siblings calling out to their missing siblings in the desperate hopes that they could hear them where ever they are right now.
The video then abruptly ends, leaving Ronnie Anne to shift uncomfortably on her bed until she guessed that she fell asleep in that area of time.
Thinking about the video now, she felt both disturbed and very sympathetic for the Loud's. Just seeing their heartbroken faces, the cries of despair for their missing family members. Made it easy for Ronnie Anne to feel sad for them, you would had to have a heart of stone not to feel the least bit sorry for their loss.
It's also even more easy for her as Ronnie Anne herself has a rather large family. She couldn't even imagine on what she would feel or do if one out of all three of her younger cousins got taken away. It would absolutely destroy her familia, just like how it did with the Loud's.
Man; if her hatred and disgust towards the creep who did this to them wasn't up to the roof yesterday. It certainly is now, in fact; it went beyond the roof and instead went all the way up to Pluto. Justice had better came for him because they don't deserve to be walking around freely with a smile on their face.
Clenching her fists together, she turns to look at her alarm clock and found that it was rather close to noon. Not her intended time to get up, but then again. She did go to sleep rather late last night.
But now that she was up, she now began wondering on what to do today? Sure; she can just go for another skateboarding run, but she doesn't want to do the same old thing every day till school starts up again, she wanted to be more diverse with her activities. She could go to the arcade, spend the day near the duck pond, or go race people in Go-karting.
It's a very hard choice, but she'll have plenty of time to think about it after breakfast.
So without getting herself dressed, Ronnie Anne stepped out of her room and is met with the sound of her brother's snoring. She confidently bets that he'll be asleep right until two or something, after all; working all night is sure to poop someone out.
"I gotta remind myself to tell Bobby that if one of the Loud's just so happens to bring up on where he is working at now. He shouldn't say at Freddy's or else it'll get super awkward or even worse, ruin his relationship with Lori." Now hopefully she wouldn't miss him again just like she did last night.
The growl of her empty stomach then brings her back to the current important task at hand. Gently holding it, she heads for the kitchen to get herself some food.
But while Ronnie Anne poured herself some cereal. Back at Freddy's; Anderson, Taylor, and Pablo stepped on to the parking lot. Of course right after making positively sure that no cop was nearby as that's the last thing they needed at this moment as they all walked over to the front.
Being here; it was just like how they remembered, except for the bear on the sign seemed a bit more creepier than what they originally remembered or on how several weeds, moss, and wild flowers have now grown on several areas of the payment, right along with several vines growing on the walls. The overall feeling however was a cold, sick, disturbance that made them all very uncomfortable, but they can easily chalk all that up to knowing about the incident that happened here.
The uncomfortable feeling however is the most strongest in both Taylor and Anderson, who both wanted nothing more than to leave this place immediately. Yet Pablo on the other hand has managed to get over this uneasy feeling as he instead smirked over the aspects of what this place well look like once they are done renovating it into their new club.
"Still not to late on finding another place to make into our club, you know." Taylor proclaimed in the slightest bit of hope he would change his mind.
"Yeah man. I heard an old barn is up for the taking." Anderson offered for it was a much more better option than this place.
Pablo however wasn't that easily convinced. On the contrary; he rolled his eyes with a scoff
"A barn? Come on! We would be the laughing stocks if we open our awesome club in a barn! Trust me guys. Once we are done here, it'll be the biggest attraction in town."
"That's what they said when this place was first open." Taylor muttered to Anderson.
Nonetheless; they walked with Pablo up to the lock gate blocking off the door. Grabbing the padlock, he pulls and strains with all his might, but it didn't give much to his growing frustration as he growled at it.
"Well. Looks like we can't get in." Anderson dismissed with a shrug. "Might as well check out that barn."
He and Taylor turned to walk away, but they merely taken a few steps away from the building, when Pablo quickly ran ahead of them and stopped them in their tracks.
"Hold the phone! We can't just give up because one way is firmly locked off. There's gotta be another way in, we just need to find it."
Groaning to themselves. The two reluctantly fallowed their friend all the way to the left side of the building and found a closed, light grey, garage door in what seemed to be the area where trucks would once drop off their deliveries of both food and prizes.
And in a great twist of luck for Pablo, but very much unfortunate to both Taylor and Anderson. The door didn't seem to have a proper lock on it.
"Alright. Come on Anderson. Help me get this door open." Grabbing ahold of the bottom of the door. The two strained themselves as they pulled and pulled until with a clink! The door sprang open and showed them the dark inside that awaited them.
Being very satisfied with the results. Pablo turned to his uneasy friends and motions them to come on in with him.
As they did so; they are all met with a slight chill that made all of the hairs on their arms stand up straight. It honestly felt like that they were standing inside a refrigerator at the moment, which didn't make a lot of sense as it was well in the mid '70s outside.
Entering into the kitchen, they all stopped right near the doors leading out into the main area. It was time for the game plan on how to start their renovations.
"Okay. Here's what we'll do. Will get rid of every single baby thing in here. Hopefully we can get this done before three, and if we do; we can begin on making plans for the layout of our club." Pablo explained.
"So who's going where?" Anderson asked as this was a big place.
"Simple. You'll take the kitchen and the area near it, Taylor will take care of the main area, and I'll take the arcade, then the security office. Can't have any loser security guard ratting us out. It'll not look good on us."
"Wait. Why do I get the kitchen? I wanted to bash those stupid robots the most out of all of us!"
"Oh, quit whining like a baby. I'll leave you the bunny's head to stomp on." Taylor remarked.
"Right. So does everyone have their assignments?" Both Anderson and Taylor nodded much to Pablo's satisfaction for the fun can now truly begin.
"Then let's do this!" Letting out a series of wild hoots. The three friends separate to begin the fun party of sweet destruction.
Stepping behind the prize counter after getting out of the kitchen. Taylor grabbed hold of several plushies and proceed to rip all of their heads off, spilling their stuffing everywhere before grabbing hold of other lame prizes, which she happily stomps on with her boot.
Pablo ripped down several kiddie drawings, toppled down the lame baby games, and uses a chair to smash the glass on one of those rigged clawed machines he never wins.
Moving away from the prize counter. Taylor breaks apart a chair and uses the wooden leg to smash the glass protecting several of the advertising posters, which she then proceeded to shred with a loud, obnoxious laugh. After that; she then used the chair leg to smash in several holes into the wall for they can use them as a climbing wall when they open up the club.
Looking over to Pablo on mid swing. She sees him opening up a hatch on one of the arcade games just so he can collect the tokens inside them. They must've been worth something, and if they were. He'll use it to fund some of the future attractions for their club, such as a awesome DJ booth they definitely needed to have for what club is complete without a DJ booth?
Punching in several more holes into the wall. Taylor next went on over to knock down several of the tables before finally settling her eyes on the curtains on the main show stage. It was about that time for the main event of this destructive party.
Knocking down one last table as she strutted her way over to the stage. Taylor raises the chair leg up, parted the curtain away and froze upon seeing that there was nothing there. "Aw man! Someone already took and scrap those hunks of junk!"
Not only was it very disappointing that she wouldn't be bashing any of those robots after all, but she would also have to deal with Anderson whining like a baby after all of this is finished.
It was going to be very peachy.
Not having very many options in the kitchen. Anderson simply settled on with just throwing empty pizza boxes onto the floor, kicks at one of the ovens; denting the door, and opened up one of the fridges just to pull out the metal shelves within them.
Moving on over to the next fridge, he pulls it open and froze in complete surprise as sitting on the middle shelve is a pink cupcake with buckteeth, two eyes, and one candle on top of its head.
He instantly recognizes it as the cupcake that bird thing likes to flaunt around on stage. Now why on Earth was it inside the fridge?
He doesn't know and frankly doesn't care. It just means he can smash something other than pizza boxes. Reaching in; he grabs hold of the candle, drops it to the floor, and lifted up his foot to smash it in two.
A wet sensation suddenly strikes him right in the back of the head, knocking Anderson forward a bit, much to his surprise for was he just hit by a water balloon? Who brought a water balloon to this operation?
"Very funny guys, b-" Turning around to face whoever threw that water balloon, he stops in mid-sentece as there wasn't anyone here with him. All he saw was a slice of moldy pizza on the ground, which certainly wasn't there before as he definitely would've noticed it on the floor earlier.
"Oh man! That's nasty! Alright guys! What's with the sudden jokes! I thought we were doing a serious job here!"
No one answers him, the only real response he got was a sudden painful, burning sensation on the bottom half of his leg. Letting out a short yelp of pain, Anderson looked down to see that the cupcake was biting deeply into it, drawing out blood with each chomp it took.
Leaning down in painful fury. Anderson forcefully rips the cupcake off his leg, searing off strips of flesh that hung in it's mouth like string. "You son of a-!"
Barely able to stand now, Anderson throws the cupcake away and watched it fly in the air before watching it land on the other side of the kitchen, right next to a bird's foot. Widening his eyes in shock, he slowly panned his vision upward, releasing a loud gasp upon seeing the chicken face looking right back at him with malicious glee over the pain he's currently suffering. In one of its hands, held a blue water balloon which it then throws right into his chest, spraying water all over him.
"What the hell?" Was all that Anderson could muttered for this couldn't be real. Surly Taylor or Pablo were just dressed up in one of the extra costumes they found in the back.
The robotic, magenta eyes meanwhile; now slowly narrowed themselves into a hateful glare. The chicken then slowly raised her right hand up to point at him, which the cupcake used to launch itself into the air on the full intend to munch on his face this time.
Blocking the incoming pastry with his arm. Anderson screamed as it once again chomped down into his flesh. Waving to get it off, he bashes it against the fridge at about five times, until it forcefully came off with more strips of his flesh.
He would've held onto his fresh wound at that moment, but the approaching chicken made him retreat out of the kitchen and right down the hallway. As he limbs away, he could feel the flow of blood leaking down his leg and well into his shoe, soaking up his sock as he gradually felt weaker.
Eventually; Anderson makes it to a corner with a closet door on the end. Opening it; he gets himself into the rather spacious closet and shuts the door. What he'll do was just simply hide from that machine in here, until his friends find him. Then they'll get the hell out of here and get his ass to a hospital, where hopefully he won't die of blood loss before reaching it or in this closet for that matter.
It's a solid plan. The only thing that sucks about this closet however; was this horrible smell in here. It honestly smelled like something has died in here.
The smell bothered him enough to fiddle around for a light switch. His fingers eventually felt the familiar touch of a cord, forming a small smile through his pain. Anderson turned on the light and felt much better that he can now see his surroundings. That was at least until he turned around and found himself staring at the chest of the bunny.
It was so close, he could feel its breath hitting him, which should be outright impossible! This was only a machine! It shouldn't be able to breathe!
The mechanical eyes however narrowed themselves as the bunny took one step forward towards him. Releasing a terrified yell! Anderson uses his good arm to swing a fist at the animal face, only for it to get grabbed by a strong, paw-like hand that with one forceful snap! Completely breaks his wrist.
It then punched him in the chest, knocking him back against the door. He was then grabbed by the head and got bashed against the door about three times, spilling blood on both the glass and its bottom frame. Before getting himself thrown onto the floor, where through his last, painful moments.
He horrifyingly watches the bunny lift up its foot and stomp it down on his face.
Alerted by her friend's screams. Taylor is very much alarmed when she found a trail of blood leading out of the kitchen and right down the rather creepy looking hallway.
"What in the world? Did you have an accident with a knife or something Anderson?" Seeing how he might be seriously hurt. Taylor slowly fallows the trail of blood down through the hallway, where it eventually ends all the way up to a closet door on her left side.
"Anderson! You in there?" Why was she asking that? She doesn't know; as clearly there was someone in there. She holds in her snarkiness however as it's very much clear Anderson had some sort of nasty accident with the amount of blood she saw leading up to here.
She knew coming here was a bad idea. Now their friend most likely needed to go to a hospital. Heck! With the amount of blood she's seen, Anderson may as well be passed out or worse. Concerning her even more.
She is relieved however when the door then slowly open, but that short relief turned to confusion for instead of Anderson coming out of the closet, it was that robot bunny slowly stepping out of it before slowly turning its upper half to face her.
She honestly didn't know what to make of this. The robots are still here after all? And apparently they can move around the building.
She couldn't in the life of her couldn't even remember them ever doing that whatsoever. They were always on stage, plus the more she thought about it, how was it possible this thing was still moving?
As for the bunny itself; it continues to stare at her, blinking two times, until the eyeholes went dark with only small, white lights emitting out with its head twitching aggressively.
Getting uncomfortable by the aggressive action. Taylor at first backed up a bit before turning around and dashed her way back down the hall. Screw the club! She was getting the hell out of here!
Bursting back into the kitchen, there was only one exit in mind. She takes the same path they entered through, only for the garage door to slam shut at such a sudden speed, she crashed right into it with a loud slam.
Momentarily dazed by the sudden collision of metal, she shakes it off, grabs the bottom and heaved with all her might with no results of it budging.
Through this overall commission of metal banging, Taylor's ears picked up the slight noise of light footsteps approaching from behind her.
Turning back; an outline of a fox stood only a couple feet away from her in a hunched over position; as if it was playing football. The appearance of the fox, made Taylor double up her efforts on opening this door that only shuttered from each attempt.
During this time; the fox ran at her, getting at about five feet away before leaping at her with a wide open mouth, raised hook, and releasing a terrifying scream that very much drowned out Taylor's own screams.
Hearing the commotion from all the way in the security office. Pablo halted his plan on smashing the monitors as he now instead looked at them to find his friends, who sounded like they were in deep trouble.
Finding no sign of them at first. He flips over to the camera overlooking the kitchen, where he freezes up in shock, completely not believing on what he was seeing.
What he saw is that pirate fox with its hook fully implanted into Taylor's forehead, dragging her back towards the hallway. Pablo had to hold in a bile of puke from escaping his mouth for Taylor's face is all but mangled with deep cuts on her cheeks, a deep gash against her right eye, and a slashed open neck.
With panic now overflowing his senses. Pablo goes to make a run for it, but the other camera showing the bunny standing in the hallway leading towards the office, very much stopped him before he can do so.
"Oh God!" Without thinking. Pablo slams the door shut and locks it, right along with blocking it with a metal chair for extra good measure.
He hopes to God! That it'll hold as he turned back to face the monitor, which now showed the bunny is much more closer. It's head turned slightly to face the camera as if it knew Pablo was watching it.
The bunny then lifted up its hand to show something being held in it. Taking in a much more closer look, Pablo saw that for some reason, it was holding a screwdriver.
Why on Earth did it have a screwdriver? And Why was it showing it to him? Catching movement on another monitor, he sadly got his answer.
Standing next to an open vent with it's bolts laying scattered all over the floor. The chicken lowered her plate down to the vent opening in order for its cupcake to bounce its way right in. Turning back to face the camera, it then mockingly waved to him.
"Oh crap."
Loud banging suddenly proceeds to echo throughout the office as the cupcake bounced itself closer to his position. Not wasting any time, Pablo lunged himself to the vent gate, blocking it fully with his body.
It was just in the nick of time to as the cupcake bashed itself against the gate shortly afterwards.
Releasing a series of robotic screeches. The cupcake repeatedly bashes itself against the vent, eagerly chomping its mouth in anticipation for some more soft human flesh.
If a robotic cupcake trying to bite his face off wasn't terrifying enough, it was also somehow surprisingly strong enough to actually push him forward a bit. Doubling his effort along with the desperate might to keep that vent closed for his own survival. The cupcake just wouldn't quit as it kept on bashing itself against the vent gate.
Pablo knew he couldn't hold it back much longer. That vent opening was going to slip from his grasp, the cupcake is going to get in here and munch on his face with those teeth, right until it reached down to the bone.
The vent opening nearly bursted open, when suddenly; the cupcake stopped its attack and quickly retreated back into the darkness. Greatly relieved that it finally gave up, Pablo got back up onto his feet and turned back to the monitors.
The hallway was clear, leaving him a opening to get out of here through the emergency exit, hopefully Taylor and Anderson have managed to escape those killer robots and are waiting for him from across the street.
That barn certainly sounded like a good place for the club now.
Removing the chair. Pablo opens up the door, where he suddenly receives a hard punch to the cheek that very well broke his jaw.
Now spread out across the floor with a flow of blood coming out from both of his nose and mouth. He fearfully looked up to the bear glaring down at him.
Crawling away from the animatronic, Pablo desperately raised a hand up in a futile attempt to ward it off. "Please! Keep away from me!"
Blinking once. The bear dashes at him, swinging another punch that swiftly knocked him out cold.
Awakening from his unconscious state. The first thing Pablo registered through the fog is both the heavy weakness and the horrible pain of mechanical devices stabbing into every part of his body, he couldn't feel either of his arms and legs, but most of all; he couldn't believe that he is still alive for it definitely felt like that both of his organs and bones are pulverized in a bloody mess.
Weakly shifting his red filled eyes up to the figure that now slowly approached him. He sees that it was the bear, holding another bear mask in its hands.
Stopping in front of him, Pablo could only let out a low, dying groan before the bear raised the mask up and slammed it down on his head, crushing it as both of his eyeballs and teeth popped out of the mask.
Through his last few seconds of life. The last thing Pablo saw is the bear's grinning face staring at him.