May 8th, 1983: Fredbear's family diner
Fredbear's family diner. A local restaurant reminisces of Chuck E. Cheese, complete with arcade games, pizza, and, of course, animatronics of singing, dancing, and fun-loving animals. The animals in question are a singing bear, a guitarist bunny, a pizza-loving backup singing chicken, a troublemaking pirate fox complete with an eyepatch and a hook, and two golden versions of the bear and bunny. Although these mascots are made with the mind to appeal to kids, sometimes an animatronic steers into the uncanny valley, which means that it has human-like features but doesn't imitate them closely enough, so a person looking at it feels unsettled or frightened. Animatronics built for children are typically bright and colorful and behave in a friendly manner, but sometimes lean too close to the valley and make children scream in terror instead of delight. They're also huge. Taller than a grown man, strong, and made of metal, making it easy to imagine them accidentally harming a child. Something that a particular crying child hiding under the table can support
"*sniff* *sniff, sniff*" "Please. Please let this day pass."
Today is the child's birthday, and he's spending it here in Fredbear's family diner. This would typically be a good thing if it weren't for the fact that the child thinks that the animatronics are scary. Not helping matters is his brother's torment of him because he had to deal with a crybaby of a little brother.
'Come out, come out, wherever you are.'
The child goes pale. "Big brother!"
The child looks at the gap between the tablecloth and the floor to see four pairs of legs. The legs shifted around, presumably to look for something or someone. After a few seconds, the legs leave.
"*Whew*"
The child calmed down as he was leaving the table until
"BOGA-BOGA-BOGA!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
A fox mask appears in front of the child's face upside down. The child heads in the other direction but is grabbed by three others wearing masks consisting of a bear, chicken, and bunny.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The masked tormentors laughed as the fox mask grabbed the boy.
"Man, your brother's such a coward."
"He kinda is." the fox mask responded.
"So, what was your plan again?" "This is a place for kids, after all."
"Hmm. I think little bro wants to see the bear. Particularly, the golden one."
The child shakes to break free. "LET ME GO, I DON'T WANT TO!"
"But why? This is your birthday, after all. It makes sense that you should look closer at our main star. In fact," The fox mask then turns his attention to his friends, "I think my brother wants to give the bear a kiss!"
The child's iris shrunk
"Oh-hohohhoho. This will be so funny." "KISS HIM, KISS HIM!" "I have my Sony Mavica camera on me, and I can't wait to rewatch it!"
The fox mask drags the struggling child to the stage, where the two golden animatronics are on stage. The golden bear's hinged mouth was wide open, courtesy of the older fox-masked brother.
"PLEASE, PUT ME DOWN! I DON'T WANT TO BE NEAR IT!"
The foxed brother rolled his eyes. "Oh, give me a break! It's just a mascot. Why on earth would anyone treat it like it's Michael Myers?" His friends giggled. "Zip it! And as for you, Mr. "Happy" birthday boy, you need to stop being such an annoying, crying coward of a baby and grow up already!"
The brother then shoves his little brother's head in the mouth and starts to flail around. "MOMMY! DADDY! HELP ME!"
The four masked bullies laugh at the child's predicament until.
SNAP!*
At that time, the child's life flashes before his eyes. From the moment he saw the various scars on his father's body, which was the source of his fears, to the five days and nights prior in which he would be endlessly tormented by his brother and twisted, nightmarish versions of the animatronics. The reason for this life review is because, at that moment, the golden ursine mascot bit the birthday boy.
*CRUNCH!*
The child stopped moving, the bullies stopped laughing, and when visible crimson blood was flowing from the boy, screaming was heard in every direction.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Panic erupted as somebody called 911, and in the middle of the chaos, two adults stormed onto the floor. One was a bearded, dirty blond man wearing an orange plaid shirt and overalls, while the other was a brunette wearing a yellow and purple suit. The suited man's face turns into anger as the fixed bully takes off his mask, revealing a horrified expression.
"Dad, I-"
"What did you do!?"
"It was supposed to be a prank I-"
"WHAT DID YOU DO!?"
"I DIDN'T WANT HIM HURT; I'M SORRY!" the bully yelled in tears
The suited man was about to start another sentence, only to be cut off by his overalls partner. "GRAB A SCREW DRIVER, AND HELP ME WITH THIS!"
The suited man heads to the stage, not without shooting his son one last look of anger. Regret fills the unmasked bully as he looks to his friends who are at the nearby phone wall trying to reach their parents. The paramedics arrived just as the two men freed the birthday boy, and after checking the status of the child, the doctor took off his stethoscope and shook his head.
"I'm sorry, sir. He's gone."
The room went into silence as the bully looked around the crowd. They pieced together what went down and, in turn, looked at the bully with contempt.
Only one thought came to mind as he ran out of the establishment. "What the fuck, have I done!?"
Author's notes: HELLO INTERNET! WELCOME TO MY FNAF FANFIC, In which I'll be typing my own FNAF story! Don't worry though my Distrust series is going to continue, I just have to juggle between two fics, both without schedule. What could I say, I have that much free time at the moment. But first, there are a couple of special rules for a franchise as unique as this one!
1: Because of the robustly vague nature of the FNAF series as a whole, I won't just be using the games as my pool of resource alone, I will be using the books, the movie, and just to be thorough, THE GAME THEORIST'S FNAF THEORIES! Which leads to,
2: Obviously I won't be using every single theory the channel ever made. So, for the sake of simplicity, I'll be using the theories that cover three core media of the franchise. The books: This might be a good time to point out that I only read the Silver Eyes and Fazfrights comics. This means any information I have regarding the rest of the books is from either TVTropes or (Where else) The Game Theorist channel. The Movie: I'm not going to lie; I don't think I will use the movie that much due to how fresh it is. There are elements that I can incorporate in her, but that's nothing compared to the games: Okay, cards on the table, thanks to the movie I recently got into the theorist's FNAF theories to see what the fuss finally is about; meaning that I didn't watch all of the theorist's FNAF videos, but even if I did, it's safe to say that the older videos are WAY outdated, but what about the newer ones? I know that I have to draw a line in the sand somewhere, so I decided to use the ultimate FNAF timeline as my line. Meaning that I'll be utilizing every single FNAF game theory under the channel's belt following the UFT; and if the franchise is STILL isn't over by the time I reached the final part of my story, I guess I'll use the Fazbear Fanverse, and FNAF's legacy as my source. Does this sound ambitious? Sure, but just like my Distrust series, I have big plans on where to take my story, and it will take a while to come together. I just only wish that the franchise would be over so I won't clash with any of the continuities too much, but hey. At the end of the day, this is just a fanfic, A FNAF FANFIC! Thanks for reading, and MatPat, if you're reading this: You've EARNED that cameo and this retirement. Thank you for getting me into the FNAF franchise.