"Hey there kids? Are you bored with the same Mediocre entertainment? Tired of the same old boring food? Well, look no further! Come on down to Freddybear's Eatery and Fun! We got Games, Food, and the best quality entertainment, with Bonnie B Bunny, Chica the Playful Duck, Captain Wilfred Wolfgang, Sheriff Slithers, Berry the Bat, and of course the Main Bear himself: Freddybear! So what are you waiting for? Come on down to Freddybear's eatery and fun, where your wildest dreams come true!"
On a night in 2007, Freddybear's Eatery and Fun sat quiet and eerie. A lone car was parked in the lot, likely belonging to the night guard. Two boys, Markus and Angelo, rode up on their bicycles and parked near the entrance. They fancied themselves "Paranormal Investigators," though in truth, they were just teens seeking some thrills."Hey, there's a car here. Think we should come back another night?" Angelo asked, his voice tinged with hesitation. "Hell no, man! Who would actually watch this place? If anything, he's probably asleep. Now, let's do this," Markus insisted. Angelo rolled his eyes and walked to the entrance, before placing a crowbar on the shutter doors and opening them. He pulled the door open with the same crowbar. "After you." Angelo teased.
The duo walked into the show area and placed down their backpacks. "Right, Angelo, what are the objectives for tonight?" Markus asked. Angelo looked at the notepad Markus wrote down. "Let's see… Nightguards, or food for the mascots, Where's Wolfgang, and What's under the trapdoor in the play area.." Markus took out the camcorder and a radio, which is a so-called "Ghost Detector" Angelo turned around and saw the mascots on stage. They looked… dead. It's like when they aren't on they're dead. There was Freddybear, who, unlike normal Freddy Fazbear, was green, and apparently isn't the same character. He had a light green latex mask. He doesn't even have a full set of teeth, only some fangs on his top jaw with a small row of teeth on his bottom jaw. What was also odd was that it seemed that he only had one eyelid. Weird. His bowtie was red and he had a red vest, with a tag saying "Hi, my name is Freddybear!" He had a dickie under his bowtie, with two buttons. His black claws stood still at his sides, rumor had it that they were real bear claws. He had stitches on him as if he was a stuffed animal. He stood there, slumped over in front of the mic stand. Next to him, on his right was Bonnie B. Bunny. He doesn't even look like the main Bonnie. He was pinkish-purple instead of blue, and his eyes were blue instead of red. And he had no eyelids. His smile seemed eerie, almost forced. He sat down on a log, holding a blue guitar, a departure from his standard blue guitar. He had a dark blue bowtie, wearing a dickie, and had red overalls on. To the left of Freddy was… Chica. But she wasn't a chicken anymore, this version was a duck. Didn't look too much like a duck however, still looked mostly like a chicken. She had a duck beak with lipstick, a purple vest, and a bib saying "LET'S PLAY!" She held a…oddly unsettling cupcake. It looked friendly, but the half smile on it is what made it unnerving. She also had no eyelids… odd. She had orange feet, but instead of webbed feet, it was like claws. Apparently, there was a miscommunication back at Fazbear Entertainment. Last on the stage was Sheriff Slithers. Like the others, he had a latex mask, a cowboy hat, a red bandana, and a brown vest. Covering up one of the stitches was a belt. There was a drum set nearby. The animatronic was programmed to play the drums.
Markus walked up to the animatornics and activated the Ghost Detector, at first nothing happened. "See Markus? I told you that was just a radio, now let's go!" Angelo begged. "I-I-I-I like to say things get more clear when gets cloudy every day-day-day" the radio stuttered before falling silent. Angelo rolled his eyes. "Listen, probably just a busted radio. How about we check out the office next?" Angelo suggested. Markus shrugged and got up. "Alright, fine. Let's go." Markus said. The two teens walked away. But when they turned their backs on the mascots, Bonnie's head tilted a bit, staring at them as they left.
The two teens had to travel through the play area to get to the office. Originally, they thought about opening the hatch in the floor right away, but they thought it would be better to save it for last. But when they opened the door to the office… there was no one there. No guard in sight. But there were a few things off in there. For one there was a spilt cup of coffee on the desk, and the security tablet was cracked on the floor. Someone WAS here, but the question is, where did they go? "This seems suspicious," Angelo remarked. "Damn right, maybe he went up to go to the bathroom?" Markus suggested. That's when a sound was heard from the party area. "What was that?" Angelo asked. "Stay here, I'm gonna go check it out." Markus proclaimed.
Markus walked out into the party area, only to see Bonnie standing there, looking down. "...What the hell? How did it get here?" Markus asked himself. Bonnie, seemingly hearing him, looked up and stared at him. But the more Markus stared at Bonnie, the more he noticed something was off. The eyes didn't look fake anymore. The eyes looked..real. unnaturally real. Almost squishy. And they were unnaturally big, almost as if to fit the sockets. "That thing… isn't a machine." Markus thought to himself. That's when he noticed something. Bonnie was moving. His head was shaking a bit, almost vibrating. "What the hell?" Markus thought. Bonnie screamed as he sprinted at Markus, which seemed to snap him out of his trance and he ran off. "Shit, Shit, Shit!" Markus said to himself. He tried throwing chairs in Bonnie's way, but Bonnie crushed them under his weight. He ran into a door and tried to open it. "COME ON, COME ON! ANGELO! ANGELO OPEN THE DOOR!" Markus yelled. He turned around, only to see Bonnie rushing at him, his mouth open wide.
Angelo heard Markus scream and quickly ran out of the Office. "Markus? You alright man?" Angelo called out. But there was no response until he heard something odd. It sounded like… crunching sounds. As if someone was eating something crunchy and wet. "What the? Markus, what the hell are you doing?" Angelo called out. He noticed something on a table, with 4 figures around it. "What the hell…?" Angelo thought to himself. He turned his flashlight on and shined it at the figures, only to cover his mouth in horror, gasping. The "Animatronic" Mascots were around Markus, but he wasn't alive anymore. They were eating him. They were fucking eating him. His Organs pilled on the floor around his body, his ribcage was exposed, his eyes were missing, and his hand was gone. "Oh my god…OH MY GOD NO! NOOO! MARKUS!" Angelo yelled. That's when one of them, Freddybear stopped. He slowly turned around and waved at him. Angelo waved back, and he noticed something about all of them. All of their eyes didn't look fake anymore, they all looked real, fleshy, almost bloodshot. Freddybear had a full set of teeth now and so did Chica, but Chica looked dirty, almost like she was rotting away. She now had teeth too, which in all honestly, never looked quite right on bird animatronics. Freddybear laughed before he began to approach Angelo. Angelo screamed as he began to book it, Freddybear almost right behind him, his footsteps pounding against the tile, laughing all the way.
Angelo made his way to the Play Area, still hearing Freddybear not too far away. He heard a Russell of curtains and saw Berry the bat poke her head out of the stage. He could barely see her, cause it was just her head. But then she began to screech, seemingly alerting Freddybear to his location. He looked around frantically, where was he gonna go? Until he noticed something. The trapdoor in the play area. It was still there. Thinking fast, he pulled out his crowbar and began to try to lift the trapdoor open. He succeeded and jumped in, right as Freddybear entered the room.
The room was dark. Very dark. Angelo could barely see in there, he could see a few arcade machines, some old posters, and maybe a table, but other than that, it was really hard to make out anything in the room. But what was clear, is that there was a horrible stench down there. "Jesus, did something die down here? Let me get this light working.." Angelo said to himself. He tried turning on his flashlight, but it didn't work at first. Angelo tried it again, and this time it worked, but then Angelo really wished it hadn't. There were…bags in the room, barrels, and a corpse in the room. Possibly the previous guard that was there that night, but he seemed a lot more damaged than Markus was, missing his legs and a whole arm. "Jesus…No…OH MY GOD!" Angelo screamed. "I-I I gotta get out of here! NOW!" Angelo screamed. He was about to try the hatch again when he heard a voice down there with him. "A-A-A-Argh maties, it's me, C-C-C-Captain W-W-W-Wolfgang, and welcome one and all to the seven Seas!" A voice echoed. Angelo froze. No.. One of those things was down there with him. He turned around and shined his light. There, across from him, was Captain Wolfgang. But he had a lot more stitches on him than the others, fabric and fur were stitched up on him as if it was some kind of Frankenstien's monster. His teeth looked real.. WAY too real. His eyes were bloodshot as well. He had a black vest on and a blue scarf over him. He had a few bruises on him as if he had been in an accident. "No..No please… stay way…" Angelo begged. But Wolfgang didn't care. He roared as he ran towards Angelo.
Early in the morning, Steve Raglan pulled up into the parking lot of Freddybear's Eatery and Fun. He stepped out of his car and noticed a car still in the driveway and two bikes out front. The guard should have left already. Raglan got there at 6:45 a.m. He immediately rushed into the building and saw Freddybear just standing there in front of the mic, everyone in their proper places. But sitting there, were the bodies of two teenagers, bodies mutilated beyond recognition. The guard's body was propped up against the wall. Raglan turned and looked at Freddybear, whose smile seemed to grow a bit wider, as if… proud.
"What have you done?" Raglan whispered, his voice filled with horror.
Freddybear's eyes seemed to gleam with a sinister satisfaction as if to say, "Welcome to Freddybear's Eatery and Fun, where your wildest dreams—and nightmares—come true."