A/N So after reading the pure slop that I had put out back in 2015, I have decided to rewrite my little fanfic with some new ideas and some cohesive thought behind the story. I will be putting some actual time into this and will research any story points to the best of my abilities. Please enjoy :)
1987
A pizzeria is known as a fun family dining establishment. A place where kids can enjoy the greasy food and parents can get some time off from the 24/7 focus on the kids. This one is the same in almost every regard, except for one small detail.
The mascots.
Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Where the entertainment comes to life. Founded with brand-new technology; walking, talking, and even singing animatronics. The cast includes Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie, Chica, and the pirate fox Foxy.
The crew was the staple of the restaurant's success. Kids seeing their favorite characters wave and talk to them made sure parents had weekend plans till the kids reached their teens. Every day the cheers of the kids filled the air of the building, and every night the cash counters rang with the major profits.
Until one night shift.
The rumors were always the same. Night guards always claim that the animatronics would wander around at night, almost hunting for employees. The owners stressed to them that the machines are turned off at night to keep maintenance costs down. Yet the rumors continue, and guards continue to quit after only a couple nights on watch.
This night, however, was different. Something with the electrical systems, or the security software having issues, or even a missed click by the guard themselves. We may never know what led to it all, but something went wrong that night.
The animatronic was found with severe damage to the head, legs, and the right arm. The dented fire extinguisher gave an answer to what caused all the broken parts. The mangled body of the newest night guard was a sight to behold. A very morbid sight for the police, and one that only caused thoughts of lawsuits to appear in the owner's mind.
According to the report by the officers, the Foxy animatronic has attacked the night guard, with the poor soul defending themselves with the extinguisher. The blow to the head caused an overload to the machines' neural network and ended the attack. The blood loss was too much for the poor guy, he couldn't even reach the phone to call for help.
Freddy
Every day, the same routine. Every day, the same prison of this suit. Every day, the pizzeria.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria is a family friendly establishment hiding a devastating secret. Animatronics are touted as state-of-the-art tech, with the ability to interact with the guests like their living creatures.
If the people only knew the half of it.
About 2 years ago, we were all normal kids, attending a birthday party at our favorite restaurant. Nothing out of the ordinary; cake, balloons, songs, and games. Every kid's dream birthday party all wrapped up into one normal Wednesday afternoon. At some point however, a couple kids wandered off from the main floor. It happens, kids walk away, and parents think nothing of it. One by one, 5 kids disappeared from the party, and the families never saw them again.
That's where we come in.
I no longer remember my name, who I was, or where I'm from. All I can even begin to remember was how cold my body felt that day. Not the pain, not the fear upon seeing the knife, not even screaming out with each blow. Just how cold everything got right at the end. Each of us went through that same experience, and our bodies stuffed into the suits of the characters designed to bring us joy.
Ironic.
After the first few nights, we all learned we can move the suits at night by activating the power to the suits. Helps when you're a ghost trapped inside a machine. It was difficult to come to terms with everything that had happened, but at this point we've all basically readjusted to our fates.
Except for Foxy.